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Journal I'm Reading: Bitter Hag What I'm Grooving To: Nothing Tasting too much nicotine Learning The world is not the place I thought it was. |
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I, as everyone else, am still in shock.
I don't know how to handle my feelings. I don't know if I ever will. With the count of date estimated at 20,000+, I'm numb. 20,000 Moms, Dads, Brothers, Sisters, Children, gone. 20,000 people wiped off this planet by a few evil people. My mind is reeling, my heart aches. I don't know which way is up anymore. I can't think, I can't sleep. Everytime I close my eyes, all I can picture is the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. The smoke, the ash, the flames. Knowing that in those buildings are countless people who went to work Tuesday, as if it were any other day. And never getting to come home again. I just freaked out on RAB (rec.arts.bodyart), as I'm at the limit that my mind can withstand. Yet everytime I turn on the tv, or open another site, more destruction, is tossed at me. I've read countless attacks on the USA today. Several of which basically said: The US deserved this, it's your fault. No innocent person ever deserves to have their life cut short. Our country has its' faults, just like any other country in the world. We admit that. In fact we tend to throw our faults, our scandals, our screwups on the world stage for everyone to see. We've committed horrid acts on others before, I know this. But we're also the first country there to offer a hand to other nations, in the face of disaster. We're not perfect, no country is. And right now we're hurting. We have a hole in our collective heart. Now is a time for us to embrace one another, not find amongst ourselves. I love my country, I will never deny that. I mourn for fellow Americans. I am saddened, I can not keep my thoughts going in one direction. I'm done for tonight. I need to rest, to pray, to hope. Suzy PS. The picture on the index page is of the flag at our local post office at half mast. When I went into town tonight I took several pictures of various flags. All at half mast in mourning for the lost souls. Clix here. | |
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