myself scared, really scared. I hate to be a fearmonger, and it is not that I am trying to incite that in anyone, but where are we really headed? We have overwrought this earth with our greed in so many ways. We have not taken care of each other or mother earth. People still justify murder, war, lies in the name of religion, in the name of self-rightousness. Isn't that what it really comes down to? We all want to judge, to decide who is good enough, who is not, at our wand, at our disposal, yet, don't look in our closet! We have become too busy minding other people's business instead of our own. It is much more interesting to mind the lives of our favorite "real-life" stars instead of our own. Somehow our sassy children are best seated in front of their games or computers while we watch the problems some other mother is having with her teen on television with Maury and that seems more pressing. Somehow we are more worried about a political candidate's attire, lapel pin choice or lack thereof, rather than what they want to try and do for America and our mounting problems. We keep trying to divide ourselves into categories and parties and races...don't we all find ourselves in the same shoes, just people, just humans trying to survive the best we can?
Sorry for my rant. Today I find myself sad. Sad for this day. Maybe I will feel better tomorrow, I can only hope. I know there is good going on in the world, but I wonder where the balance really stands. I suppose I didn't talk about specifically what I said I was going to, but this is my self-reflection for today. Today I am scared for our tomorrow.
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