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Y'know, this stuff may be in other threads, but I'm frankly too heavy-hearted to read them. So, out of cowardice, and hopefully neccessity, I've created a seperate thread.
Anyways, the following is an e-mail I composed & sent last night. News from the Front, in a manner of speaking. To & for my brother, my sisters & my brother-in-law. The words are mine, but I'm certain that many of the sentences--and sentiments--are shared. Feel free to spread it around if ya wanna. Anyways, in 3.. 2.. 1..
""Hey you guys,
Yo, I feel that I owe y'all an apology for being incommunicado since the bombings last Tuesday. I knew in my heart-of-hearts, that you guys, my kin, were safe, although I'm sure that none of us are yet sound. So I focused my sorrow & heartache on myself instead of others. And for that I'm sorry. I know I'm kind of a Lone Wolf type, but even the Lone Wolf knows when to return to the pack (as opposed to the fold). Again, my deepest heartfelt apologies.
But if I could, I'd like to bend your ear about the bombings. The very moment I heard about it & found out just how meticulous & wide in scope the damage was, I *recognized* it. This was Poetry. This was the Poetry of War: Writ Large. Perhaps even Larger Than Life. This was not an attack on a building. This was not an attack on an organization. This was an attack on a *culture*, on **a way of life**.
At this time, I ask you, no *beg* you, NOT to cry out for vengence. You can usually destroy a man. You may or may not be able to destroy an organization. But you will *Never*, **EVER!!** be able to destroy an idea or a way/Tao. Those that did this, they call us The Great Satan--do we need to prove to them that we've *earned* that title? I say no. No, I'm *fucking* YELLING it!! Besides. If you lend your approval to a full-out, "vengence shall be mine" war, you *don't know* what machinations that will come into play. And you DON'T know how much innocent blood will be shed.
And, in the end, if you *agree* to retribution, if you agree to REVENGE, the burden of those innocent souls will be on your *conscience*. Not for today, not for next week, or next year or the next decade. But for the rest of your days. Know that. Moreover, *understand* that.
And nobody knows if this is gonna be stepped up to a *Nuclear* level. Yeah, I know. That's some heavy, *heavy* shit. Jesus once said "Those that live by the sword will die by the sword". Martin Luther King, Jr. once (paraphrase) said "'An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth' will eventually leave everyone blind". Both are true as the day is long. Know that. I mean, in your heart-of-hearts, at the core of your *very being*--Not only Know that, but transform that Knowledge to Understanding & furthermore, turn that Understanding into *Wisdom*. If for no other reason, please do those transitional shifts for me. *Please*.
If nothing else, let these events help you to respect, & *love*, your life. And hopefully, the life & well-being of others. When Britans (Yo, how's The Welshman!!) raise a glass, the toast is "Cheers!". In German, it's "Prost!", which is essentially the same thing. But, in Hebrew, it's "L'Chaim!".
It means "To... Life!!!!".
So *know* that. *Know* that your alive. And not only know it, but take that Knowledge & conjugate it to Understanding. And then, when you *understand* it as WISDOM, *CELEBRATE* it! Take those *everyday moments*, that morning coffee, that afterwork walk, that embrace of a lover, that good smell of an evening dinner. And *cherish* it. Moreover, take that Respect, that Love, that Chi--and spread it to others. Talk to the downtrodden & heavy-hearted. Say "Hey! How do things go? How is life for you?" to complete strangers. Take it to the streets. And the fields. And all over the planet. Don't tell me that it can't be done. That's what Punk Rock taught me. You *can* Do It Yourself. You *can* make your voice heard--*without* violence. You *can* make a diference. You, in your everyday activities, YOU (Hell yeah, I'm talkin' to you!!! ;-)) can *make* a difference. In short, be strong. Don't let those of a weaker disposition, of a weaker will, drag *you*, and your consciousness, down.
To quote the comic book 'Bone': "A great darkness has befalled us--May we be equal to the burden."
And lastly, and **MOST importantly**, take this to heart & transform it to Wisdom. I... fucking.... ***LOVE***... YOU!! Every... SINGLE... **ONE** of you all!!!!!!! I love you--dearly!! With all of my heart and all of my being. If, by any reason or any circumstance, if one of you were ever to fall, let it be known that I'd do *EVERYTHING* withn my power, and to it's greatest extent, to do something about it. Whatever may come, *know* that. Transform it into Understanding & further evolve it into Wisdom. And keep that Wisdom in your heart. *Always*. Please.
After all, y'all are my sisters/brother/brother-in-law's. Y'all are Blood. Nothing short of the hand of God will ever, *ever*, **EVER!** change that. In short, It'll NEVER change that!! Blood is thick when temperarures are cold. It clots very easiy when the body's repeatedly exposed to cold temperatures. This bombing is a test. Like I said, were Blood. Using that analogy, keep cool. *Be* cool. Because, both collectivly & individually, we need to clot the wound that's been created. Keep focused. And vigilant. And know, above all things, that I love you.
As I stated before: 'May we be equal to the burden.'""
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