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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Today


Before today, which it has now turned into today, my daughter said to me, "mom, are we going to have another holocaust?" That began a whole new conversation, with Daniel in the car with us. Daniel attends church. He is constantly sticking up for McCain, with me doing the opposite. Beth jumps in and breaks it up. A little while ago, I was speaking with my friend who is, well, he is many things, but this day, he was a musician. I asked him when I could hear him sing/play. He told me when he finished his new album, then he would begin "doing shows". I was so happy to hear that he began a new album. When he told me the lyrics, a few lines from the chorus of one of his new songs, I was amazed. It was very sad/dark. I wondered what was going in with him. I inquired to his stress, which, happily, no, he had no stress. The concept I arrived from his "chorus" was a young boy, seeing "his world" around him, the outside world, and wondering why all the parents were not "doing anything", just going to church and praying. This brought up the subject of the holocaust and my imagination going "back" to my daughter's question. My friend and I have spent many conversations regarding spirituality, he attends church. I was utterly amazed when he said to me, regarding the holocaust. Why didn't "the people" do anything to help? Which brings me that "ahh". What happens when one person has too much power? Mind boggling how 1 person can have so much power over another? Is it fear? Or, is it control? Or, perhaps, both.

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