There has been so much activity and growth in my life these past few weeks; all of it propelling me forward in some way and not all of it pleasant but definitely necessary. All of it sending changes shuddering through a fragile frame supported by a strengthening mind and will. The release of my new book, Shadows of Love, which I had contracted to do back in 2002 but which various twists and turns in life kept me from completing until this year, the unnecessary angry backlash and lies perpetrated by children I gave every ounce of myself too, the counseling sessions to let this fear of cancer pass through me and try desperately to accept this damaged body for what it is, changes in my work and in my hopes but not in my dreams and the ability to return to one of my favorite past times reading... and oh the books I am reading.
Two books that I completed that have sent my feelings of patriotism, freedom, safety, survival and devotion reeling have been “The Fourth Turning” (written back in 1998 but whose historical line of facts is leading us to what we are now in The Fourth Turning) and a book of fiction based upon serious scientific and military fact “One Second After”... have made me understand the reality that my family (my children and grandchildren) will ultimately live in a greatly changed America and a terribly altered world. Sadly, and yet with great gratitude, I will not live long enough to endure the sadness of this reality but I am left fearful and saddened for their welfare, their safety, and their peace. The latter book, so well written and supported by current facts has left me fighting nightmares in what was once a dreamless sleep. I dream
Book three which I am now more then midway through is Ayn Rand's absolute master piece of fiction based upon the philosophy of Objectivism and her own life as a survivor of Russian Revolution, has me on the edge of my seat and relating so very closely with one of the main characters Dagny... I love being so engrossed in the written word again as well as able to acknowledge the fact that it is through literature that our very existence is preserved. (Perhaps this little known poet will also have that effect one day in the distant future. I dream.)
I have never been a "survivalist" in theory but when I look back on my life I truly have been one hell of a survivor and I am determined to survive until cancer calls me home. Given these tumultuous times, I have decided to start preparing for what I am certain will be some sort of revolution (and not the good kind). Our current socio/political climate, the dumbing down of our society through our public education system and media, the decline of our social mores, neo feminism, and the growing threat of socialism and communism leads me to objectively see a path to our own self destruction... unlike anything 60s activists can even fathom. So, I am beginning to set up provisions and to make plans to hold out through all of this and perhaps protect my loved ones... I dream.
Silly? Oh to some minds perhaps but given history (of which many of my readers know I am always studying) I know I am NOT suffering from paranoia… nor are many of us. Hopefully I will never have to utilize any of these safety hatches but I am no longer that naive. Nor do I believe for one second that the people of this once great country would react with the dignity and social concern of the Japanese as they face the total destruction of their country and economy due to Nature's wrath (NOT GLOBAL WARMING!!!). Americans are singularly a selfish society... and it will initially be every man for him self until we learn… if we learn. I think we can learn.
Will we learn? Every 230 to 500 years the Pacific ocean bottom is torn asunder and these tsunamis happen. Every 200 - 500 years countries and governments tremble, fight, convulse, and fall. We are in this time frame now and too damned stubborn and/or ignorant to learn from history, accept it and plan for it. I wonder what makes humans such supercilious creatures? So proud and haughty. All the organized religions claiming to be humble and following a spiritual path and thinking that for one instance any of it can actually control God/Goddess and Nature? We are foolish beings are we not? Why can’t any of the “modern generations” see that this talk of Global Warming and “Going Green” is nothing more then a way to control material goods and create a government controlled form a capitalism (that is what they are doing). When nature has had enough of the selfishness of mankind, she will do like she has always done in the past, simply shake us off of her back like the fleas we are and begin again.
We have been involved for well over 235 years in one of the greatest experiments of all times and we have held the prestige of the world as a truly Democratic Society… based upon the right to strive and exist. We have lived under one of the greatest documents EVER written by man, the United States Constitution and we knew great power, wealth, and justice… (knew being the key word.) Over the last 20 years and in particular the last 2 all of that is crumbling and oft times with the aid of the Elitists in power who want nothing more then to create a working class poor they can control because, after all, most of us are too stupid to know what is good for us.
Sorry… I read (EVERYTHING) on both sides of the coin and I know I and the majority are NOT too stupid to govern ourselves, to work hard to make a good life, and to respect our forefathers. Ah, now perhaps that is the word that is missing; Respect! Something to be earned but not easily given.
I respect my parents (despite our differences and in some cases the wrongs), I respect the wisdom of those more educated and experienced then me, I respect the rights of different religions and peoples and lifestyles to exist and to pursue all of their goals to the best of their abilities, and I respect our constitution. I respect the family unit. I respect.
I dream of the day when this respect returns. When history is actually taught again. When we sit down as FAMILIES at the dinner table, without the TV, Radio, or video games blaring in the background , and talk about our d ay and our values. I dream of the day when we take walks again or sit out on porches and patios with our friends and neighbors and join in keeping our neighborhoods clean and safe. I dream of the day when good hard earnest labor is something to be proud of, no matter what the calling. I dream of returning to the days when children were taught to respect their elders, their neighbors and where the village ultimately did raise the child because, as in Japan, it was about the over all good of the world (not money or power) the transcends all evil and want.
I dream.
ARE THE COWS PLAYING BASEBALL: ©Survive the Shadow Stalker, 2002)
When will Mandela’s war be won
And Martin’s dream come true?
When will equality exist?
When cows start playing baseball
When will a hungry world be fed
And naked bodies clothed?
When will the homeless find shelter?
When cows start playing baseball.
When will abuse of children end
And the pain of parents heal?
When will innocents be believed?
When cows start playing baseball
What’s that in the distant field?
A mist covered, bovine figure
Chewing gum and sporting a major league baseball cap.
Maybe the cows really can play baseball>
I can but dream.
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