911… The Fall of the Twin Towers
Five years ago the world was stirred with the echoes of spirits crying out of pain and anger and despair, as the World Trade Center vanished in seconds under ashes and fire and twisted iron. The agenda of the US militia became a busy one, crying out for justice and retribution. War to terrorism… because this time terrorism touched the land of the free and the home of the brave… But many other acts have happened around the world and everyone simply sat still lamenting and doing nothing further… It is sad that such a catastrophe had to happen so the Land of the Free would wield weapons and decide on getting into action… sort of speaks… Now, a message of hope bathed in blood of innocents is delivered through the media… Yes, there are many inspiring stories… Human nature is fickle, and adversity makes people throw down their personal barriers to face a common enemy… The problem that I see is that although the stories are inspiring they only tell a tale of the evil done to the sheep, and not the evil done to the wolf. I do not justify wars of any kind. Many crimes have been committed in the name of God. The Catholic Church has been one of the main sinners in this matter… Religions as a whole serve a purpose of bringing the sentient being to another level of awareness, and it is a shame that everyone fights for what they think is right yet no one cares about the greater good. If I had been raised in the East, I would feel and think and act as people of the East do. And this is a simple thing that tear nations apart… Tolerance and amity is preached, but when the time comes the diversity of culture and faith is the trigger for chaos… because no one wants to listen to the other guy’s truth…
Remember, remember… Many colors of skin, many shapes of body… but when we are all cut, we all bleed red... Rich and poor, civil and savage, scientist and beggar, Christian and atheist… 9/11 for me is the result of the numbness that humanity has developed for the fact that we all share this little blue sphere, and so we all are brothers and sisters. It is result of hate, misunderstanding, tantrums of people that are like you and me… and that flipped due to so many ill factors that Life throws at them. Convictions are fickle, beliefs are fickle… if not atuned with the spiritual, with the important things, with bringing Life instead of Death. And many pretty tales can be spun as tales of courage, determination… and miracles gave lessons to many around the globe… God was there to welcome those souls that died, to give survivors the will to overcome horror, to prevent a few ones from stepping into the mouth of destruction, to give strength to those who answered the call to show the world that good can come from the darkest of places…
What I dislike of it all is the indifference that time can give to certain events… As of today, how many changes have the world acknowledged into itself due to so many deaths? People don’t learn. The Land of the Free is still filled with selfishness and internal wars that simply won’t wear off… And so it is my opinion that the brotherhood showed at 9/11 was a beautiful mask to try dispelling an ongoing evil. Last year the events following Katrina demonstrated that on the 21st century racism still lives on, strongly, especially coming from the nation’s leaders. For war, the first ones sent on the battleground still are the minorities: Mexicans, Puertorricans, Cubans… And then they come back to a land that spurns them, bans them… (sight) Are the Talibans worst than real people on everyday life within the Land of the Free? It is all a circle with no beginning and no end… The Darkside lurks everywhere, at all times. 9/11 stands as a result of the carelessness, the hate, the desire for power, the need to show who is best… in the name of God… As usual…
Let’s remember the events that unfolded this day, the families that were separated, the sons and daughters and fathers and mothers and aunts and uncles and boyfriends and girlfriends and acquaintances and policemen and firefighters and military people and unnamed civil and rescue animals and even the strangers… that were lost to this harsh world’s global reality… May we all learn the lessons, and live up to them. And may we all never forget.
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A day like this taught me to see people as they are,good or bad, wether or not they share my point of view, people are a wonder, just a tad lesser than angels.
ReplyDeleteThe choices of previous generations set a path for us to follow, only the few and the brave have the courage to say stop, let's all take responsibility for where we are heading. I certainly hope that not all is said and done and written in violence. I hope we learn to care for one and other.
This closing has nothing to do with the subject, but in honor of this day, which taught me never to miss the littlest chance, I've been meaning to tell you, my dear Witch, that you are a wonderful person, a treasure of a human being.