There are no words,
Hours, days later
we are talking,
but still speechless
Suddenly everything matters...
and nothing matters
everything is questioned
nothing ...for sure... is answered
globally or locally
minds are brought back to other times
those of good
and those of bad
hearts are changed forever
memories of the places
and desire to visit them
for the first time
close a border
neither can make us an invisible target
neither will matter
Spite or hate - isn't about the border
or if we struck back or not
it started before that
it is planned
a long time in the making
not the day it happens
and if you don't have that mentality
or the ideas that they have
you can't fathom the magnitude, time involved in
WHAT they do
or the results of
Big events, religious, political, sporting
or not big
Theatres, gas stations, homes, train stations, stores and subways
Death and murder
one, a dozen, twenty, hundreds, or thousands
As there is life, there will be an end to it
As there will be love, there will be loathing
People who watched gunmen
could have shot right?
If they had guns...
but if gunmen wear protection?...
To understand them
you must think like them
to stop them, you must be them
Most days, I have the words all put together and clearly said-thought out, but not this day, not yesterday or the other day... since Paris.
My apologies for the staggered vocals and random thoughts, I just couldn't seem to form a normal sentence about what my mind was thinking… I’m sure you feel exactly the same…
But I know that I had to try to say something…the usual is, my thoughts and prayers…
the next thoughts…
I will say: there is no place for naivety and trust, not when you are dealing with people who want to harm.
Something this man said regarding Paris even (shortly after the 10:44 point into this video)…
something we do: disbelieve…
that anyone could, would or desire
to kill for no apparent reason...
But some do.
While I was writing in November about this topic within our communities, and by our own people...
I hate to now.
I don’t want to write anything…that’s where this post came from.
I want to read a book.
See the sunset.
Kissed a loved one.
Stop the maddening busyness we have for the moment.
Something like this event makes us feel that longingness…
when it’s on our soil or on others’.
While this seems so different, it’s similar.
It's hard not to want to separate them
but even more difficult to.
don't put us at ease, blow it off and as government does...
to avoid panic
schools do the same
LISTEN to the signs and the warnings.
plan for it
like they do
continue to love
than you thought you could
have more patience
than you think you can muster
grab a quiet moment for yourself
make a phone call
make your life and efforts matter every day
in every way
because life will always be too short