Posts Tagged ‘death’

My Thoughts About Life in the 21st Century US

April 17, 2015

When I was a child, the world of science fiction predicted flying cars in the 21st century. Here we are in the 21st century, and this past week a flying car, otherwise known as a gyro helicopter, driven by a postal worker landed at the US Capitol to deliver mail. Most of us who have seen the film of this marvelous stunt (it certainly made me smile) were greatly relieved that the postal worker wasn’t shot dead by police. And there’s the real 21st century in the Ununited States.

It all started at the beginning of the century, when some men, mostly from Saudi Arabia, had nothing to live for, were jealous of life in the then United States, and did the infamous 911 deed. After that, the politicians on the East Coast surrendered to terror and totally lost their sense of proportion as well as their minds. Humor was outlawed in airports. Modesty was outlawed in airports. Dignity was outlawed in airports.

Since then, we’ve seen the First Lady and the Vice-President’s wife beg the country to pay extra because it’s easier than getting the Veteran’s Administration to do its job. People have gone crazy in parts of the Ununited States demanding more firearms and carrying them in public. The other states not united to those places have fought to reduce the risk of death by guns by restricting access. Now, in spite of all the homicides in the US, murder is outranked (close to quadrupled) by suicide.

Suicide is the act of murdering one’s body because one feels one has run out of acceptable options. Humans adapt best to change when they have knowledge of alternate options. A sense of humor, even in the worst of times, often affords awareness of alternatives. The postal worker with the flying car saw alternative options for delivering mail to Congress. Unfortunately, the District of Confrontation (DC) has no sense of humor or acceptance of alternatives. People need options.

May I suggest some alternative options for this country, however seemingly absurd?

Instead of a fence between the US and Mexico (Mexicans are predominantly nice people with strong family values. They just don’t realize how much the US has deteriorated psychologically.), let’s build a 20 foot tall and 8 foot thick wall around the Capitol and the White House so the poor little rich politicians can feel safe. No, wait–there’s the danger of flying cars. So include a ceiling on each and paint it sky blue on the underside. Then we can stop spending money on “Homeland Security”. (Security 101: any system completely secure can no longer function.) We don’t have to worry about the Supreme Court since they’re locked in their ivory tower. Once they’re all walled in safely, we wouldn’t have to pay them exorbitant salaries and pensions as long as we remember to deliver them food.

Let’s take the money wasted on NSA and CIA and stop fighting other countries and non-countries when we can’t decide on a country so we can spend less on the Defense/Offense Department (isn’t that what DoD really stands for?). Then there will be sufficient resources for health care, education, housing for those who make less money, Medicare and Social Security. We need to keep the National Guard for natural disasters and emergencies.

Let’s switch to compostable toilets to save water. They’re hi-tech now. With the money we save from eliminating war, we should be able to help those in need afford them.

Some of the states insist on persisting in racial discrimination. The Supreme Court in their ivory tower doesn’t see this. In this, the states are definitely divided. We all know which states are which, and which are themselves divided. Everyone of color, please move to a welcoming state. Everyone who hates color, please move to a hating state. Same goes for those who welcome flying bullets and those who don’t. No war or interstate trade is necessary. Just remember where you stand when making vacation plans.

If you’re having suicidal thoughts or if you’re a politician, please stop thinking for a few precious moments. Take a walk, preferably in a wooded or natural setting. Breathe deeply. Look around. Smile, even if you don’t feel like it, smile. Keep smiling. See the possibilities life has to offer. See that there are no natural borders, that there are so many living beings besides humans, and that it’s possible to live without anger. After all, in the “Land of the Free” (albeit largest police state in the world), we don’t have to do what we’re told. We can decide for ourselves.

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For Robin Williams

August 13, 2014

for Robin Williams

So many things I’d never thought of
You spouted naturally
At a speed most can’t keep up with
You let it all flow free

You were the epitome of human being
Kindness incarnate
Not making fun of others
But of life for us to laugh

The clown crying inside
Some mock the creative fire
That enlightens and consumes us
As we forgive them and reach higher

It hurts to live with cruelty
What about this life is not?
Kindness laughing freely
I hope that’s what you’ve got

I choose to live in a place
With legal death with dignity
You chose your time and way
Someday we’ll all be free

Gentle spirit, judge me not
As I will not judge you
Smile now and forever, my friend
That’s how I’ll remember you

from A Call to Contemplation by Franki deMerle

Good Grief

July 8, 2014

Death of a Loved One

June 1, 2014

 

People get hurt

 

When they’re not told the truth

 

When the facts are withheld

 

They’re left out of the loop

 

 

 

Not to be thought of

 

Inflicts greater pain

 

Than even hate

 

 

 

Especially within family

 

It feels like shame

 

To be left out

 

 

 

A life once shared

 

Since extinguished

 

Over a month ago

 

Without being told

 

 

 

If I’d known

 

If I’d known where he lived

 

While he did

 

I could have called

 

 

 

But I wasn’t part

 

Of my family

 

I would have liked to talk to him

 

I would have liked to have known

 

 

 

I kept the channels open

 

Or so I’d thought

 

They never said he’d moved back

 

They never said he was sick again

 

 

 

How do you write to your family

 

And talk about everything but

 

What’s important?

 

 

 

Was it intentional?

 

They didn’t want me to know?

 

I wasn’t considered close?

 

I didn’t deserve to be told?

 

 

 

If there’d been no communication

 

A lot could simply be unexplained

 

But I received false communication

 

A big lie now causing such pain

 

 

 

So I won’t try it again

 

They’re intentions are clear

 

I’m nothing to them

 

 

 

Loveless family is the most painful of all

 

It comes at me from all directions

 

The connections tenuous and strained

 

Though I’ve tried to keep the channels open

 

 

 

I have four family members by blood

 

There are no others anymore

 

And those who have dissed me need come no closer

 

There’s no answer for them at my door

 

 

 

I know he never forgot me

 

I don’t know why they pushed me aside

 

But I’m tired of those who verbally espouse “Christian” values

 

For show, for ego, for pride

 

 

 

I’m hurting

 

I’m forgotten

 

I’m not wanted in their lives

 

 

 

If love was ever there

 

It had only to be expressed

 

If only anyone had cared

 

 

 

People get hurt

 

And never recover

 

The relationships denied them

 

 

 

I grieve for the deaths

 

Of all involved—

 

Every one of them

 

 

 

Family meant a lot to me

 

Because it was preciously scarce

 

Family means nothing to shallow people

 

Who don’t reach beyond themselves

 

 

 

No one wants to be the one left out

 

No one wants to be forgotten

 

No one wants to be lied about behind their back

 

And know it’s a loveless marking

 

 

 

Life seems to me now to be a pattern

 

Of being forgotten and unwanted

 

But patterns persist where still is doubt

 

I’d hoped to be remembered

 

 

 

Maybe even loved

 

Doesn’t look like it’s to turn out

 

I’d have to have loving people who care

 

Four family members left

 

 

 

When I die will my friends be told?

 

Will anyone want to know?

 

If so, will they be blown off

 

Like they aren’t even loved?

 

 

 

People get hurt

 

By not being told

 

 

 


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