September 14, 2011
by Robert G Parent
A day off from work is what I needed at this point. Sometimes work can just be, well, work. I sit here listening to WGIR in the morning, my fan on me, while I type out these words and wonder about those people that need to have two or three jobs. You'd think that their stress level has to be high. That at any point they will crack, get a nervous break down, or ingest addictive substances. Do they see the day as something beautiful? The subtle changes of the seasons pass by us and teach us about life and how it is supposed to flow -- work, play, relaxation, sleep. We as humans need time to think and to ponder on what it is we see going on in life. As we ponder, we create new thoughts, which lead to new directions, which create new opportunities. All of our lives problems have solutions. We just need to slow down, ponder, and see the new direction and walk down a new path.
Sometimes I wonder if people know what life is really about. Where is our spiritual growth? In this country of the United States of America, we have freedom of religion and take our spiritual growth on many different paths but I wonder, when I hear news stories on TV...about the spirituality of Americans. This recession that we've been in for some time shouldn't have lasted as long as it does. People live too much in fear. Everyone is cutting but, in a recession we need to expand business because it is business that brings the money into our lives and into our government. It is true that we need to put government in its proper place and not expand it unless we expand business the same amount or more. It is truly and interesting time. I wonder where we will go from here.
Showing posts with label Monologue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monologue. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
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September 11, 2011
September 11, 2011
by Robert G Parent
I'm sitting here at 8 o'clock at night listening to the crickets chirp outside my window. Cars float by barely making a sound going to who knows where.
Ten years ago today a disaster no one has ever seen. Four planes, one aimed at the White House, one aimed at the Pentagon, and two aimed at the World Trade Center's tallest buildings. Four planes controlled by those who don't respect life, including their own.
How are we supposed to morn those lost souls taken from us before their time? Still after hearing audio from that time makes me cry for those lost souls and those they left behind.
What can we do? Do we hate, Love, or Forgive what happened on that day ten years ago? Each person in those buildings had to know at some point they were going to die, to not enjoy the beauty, the magic of this world. I want to know if some of them cried, or yelled at the injustice shaking their hands toward the sky, or did they have a chance to call their loved ones left behind and tell them one more time how much they loved them.
What can cause someone to kill, and even kill in the name of religion or some unseen God? What type of training did they receive as children, being born and growing up into a place full of hate and much ugliness? Is it any wonder these children grow up as they do in a world without love, not respecting themselves or any life. Maybe we should pray for healing for those lost children so the future will not see another disaster as the one that happened on September 11, 2001.
Love is such a powerful energy. It brings people together. It opens up doors for a promising future. It shows people what their true potential can be.
The sadness of that day continues and multiplies in its abundance. I sit here on a quiet night and wonder, when will the cycle be broken. A tear rolls down my cheek; I bow my head in silence; I remember.
by Robert G Parent
I'm sitting here at 8 o'clock at night listening to the crickets chirp outside my window. Cars float by barely making a sound going to who knows where.
Ten years ago today a disaster no one has ever seen. Four planes, one aimed at the White House, one aimed at the Pentagon, and two aimed at the World Trade Center's tallest buildings. Four planes controlled by those who don't respect life, including their own.
How are we supposed to morn those lost souls taken from us before their time? Still after hearing audio from that time makes me cry for those lost souls and those they left behind.
What can we do? Do we hate, Love, or Forgive what happened on that day ten years ago? Each person in those buildings had to know at some point they were going to die, to not enjoy the beauty, the magic of this world. I want to know if some of them cried, or yelled at the injustice shaking their hands toward the sky, or did they have a chance to call their loved ones left behind and tell them one more time how much they loved them.
What can cause someone to kill, and even kill in the name of religion or some unseen God? What type of training did they receive as children, being born and growing up into a place full of hate and much ugliness? Is it any wonder these children grow up as they do in a world without love, not respecting themselves or any life. Maybe we should pray for healing for those lost children so the future will not see another disaster as the one that happened on September 11, 2001.
Love is such a powerful energy. It brings people together. It opens up doors for a promising future. It shows people what their true potential can be.
The sadness of that day continues and multiplies in its abundance. I sit here on a quiet night and wonder, when will the cycle be broken. A tear rolls down my cheek; I bow my head in silence; I remember.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
July 31, 2011 -- The Passing of Summer
July 31, 2011 -- The Passing of Summer
by Robert G Parent
Did you take time and enjoy what Summer had to offer?
The Passing of Summer
by Robert G Parent
Did you take time and enjoy what Summer had to offer?
The Passing of Summer
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