Yes, everyone hears me who comes across this post. I have feelings that I can't quite express, so I'm going to try anyway. First of all, a brief history of myself. I was born on September 11, 1968. I woke up to "9/11" by one of my housemates coming in and waking me up to the phrase ... "Happy Birthday Keith, by the way, their bombing the World Trade Center". Now it is but barely what 36 hours or less since the USA killed Osama bin Laden. And don't get me wrong, he was an evil man. His evil had consumed whatever soul was given him at the time of the First Light of Creation. But none of us should ever cheer for too long lest we forget what it means to keep our own Soul. Unless we ourselves lose all chance of seeing passed the Darkness to the First Light and the Echoflash of ITS Being.
I am a very spiritual man. More spiritual than most would ever truly believe in their core. I see the more than just the measure of a Man, I SEE the MEASURE of MEN. Of Humanity. It's a blessing, a gift, a lesson and of course a terribly heavy burden. It makes me seem cryptic even when I'm speaking plainly to them. But I have to find an answer to something that is troubling me.
I have to understand why we as a people wide, continue to act as if we have never known the bitterness of Regret. I really need to know this. If I'm lucky, I will find out.
