Christmas is almost here and then comes my annual soul searching. This year I have so much to be thankful for.
+ My son is CANCER-FREE
+ The publication of Sleepless Nights
+ Finishing Writing Sins of a Father
And I always make a list of goals and prioritize them. And this year will be no different, though my readers will notice that my blogs will not consume more of my time than things I view as being more important. Blogging is necessary, although it is not going to be number one on my list, anymore.
What I’ve learned is that so many people hide behind a façade, too afraid to be themselves . . . I prefer knowing my friends, not something that was just pretend. I write fiction, I don’t live it. Our country is living in a mist. Soon the sun will heat the earth and reality will burn through and we’re going to realize with regrets what we have let slip between our fingers.
I thought that if my readers would read my words they would take a moment and realize what is at stake. And then they would catch to the wave . . . Everyone has had a part to play and everyone is just as guilty of looking the other way. Does anyone remember the pain of 29? No one reading this I’m sure.
I am not overly religious, though I believe in the words of the Bible . . . Probably for reasons that would astonish most. And yet I know that any group that hates can’t be good . . .
My goals have always been to try to help this world to overcome the hatred and to become great again. And then everything else just fit in where it may. But now I realize that everyone has their own silly reasons for being and nothing I do will help them find a cause more righteous than what others have sold to them . . . You see, hatred is a tool used by leaders to control you and me. And we decide not to hate anymore, we take their power away from them.
And this Christmas time our leaders would have us believe they have won in Iraq and yet no matter what they tell me, I can’t see a victory with so many lies . . . So we’re supposed to believe they have achieved what so many have failed to do. And it stinks when the words start up again about Iran, Korea, Syria . . . Will the next leader be any different?
How could they? Our leaders think they have found a way to have wars and peace at home at the same time . . . That’s because we’re so stupid . . . To back a war is to give them what they need so desperately. It’s funny, I mean the bridges to no where . . . You don’t really think the hundred dollar toilet seats are for real? And now your President doesn’t even bother putting everything in the budget, he doesn’t have too. No one will hold him accountable. And the economy doesn’t even look at the cost of food or gas to calculate inflation . . . And so one day we’ll surely know 29 once again . . .
And the internet is great . . . It allows us to get our message out, or does it? What if search engines don’t put your posts on their sites, but send them to some watch dog instead? What if ISP’s screen everything for certain words, regardless of intent or what was meant? What if the social blog logs are really gardens of chatter for the gardeners to sift through? Where we’re going, someone has gone before us . . . And it didn’t have good results. Warrior and Wars. The Brave Few. Dan
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