Friday, June 26, 2009

Your morning forcast, for mornings to come.

You wake up in the morning and you set off on your daily routine. You think about things that are so little compared at the possibilities that lie ahead. Maybe, just maybe, you wake up, you get a cup of coffee, you read the newspaper, and then you turn the television on to see what the weather's going to be like. What if you decide to do something different for a change? Something little like reading the newspaper before you get a cup of coffee. There's already six different things that can occur after you wake up.

Now, this is just you. This is you at home within a thirty minute time span. Your elected leaders, meanwhile, are running the country. Your president is a Human Being, just like you and me, yet he's assigned to protect millions of people from global threats. What's the biggest global threat you ask? I'd say the biggest is North Korea.

North Korea is like three year old with an temper. Poke him with a stick and if he has gun in his hand, you're dead. Unfortunately for the world, little Korea has a gun in their hand. This gun can end your entire being as you know it. No, not your soul, but your body. This life can end at any minute, whether it be natural causes, accidents, or by Nuclear warfare.

So when you wake up tomorrow morning, you check the news. See if all is well in the world. If it is, you can get your cup of coffee. Once you star easing into this on-edge of a life, maybe you can get your cup of coffee first, then turn the television on.

Just think of how lucky you are to be able to continue your morning rituals.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009


How does one define happiness? How do knowing adults stay happy? Do we find it in religion? Do we find it by ignoring the troubles of our world? How does one stay happy?

I sat outside on a patio today. Around me, businessmen, children, mothers, and the homeless walked about. Some sat, briefly, and when they did, they seemed to have a peace to them. Their briefcase wasn’t open and they weren’t talking to the air in front of them. Sitting. Wondering what they were thinking plagued my mind. What was worse was the fact that two police helicopters and herd of police cars surrounded our very small patio. Gracefully, I looked around. I saw nothing to cause such a stir so I went right back to the unusual peacefulness that tacked the air. I thought to myself, “How small we are. We’re one atomic fragment of humanity. On the other side of the globe, the very police forces established to protect and serve are instead killing and severing their connection to life, as they know it.”

Anyone who keeps up with the news knows this, especially businessmen, yet they sit there with such innocence. How? Why? Are they pretending?

Two small children interrupted my distant thought. They laughed and danced around the table where their mother sat. It’s clear that a child’s innocence is key to happiness. They don’t know what’s going on at that point. Tagging their competitor is what matters to them.

As the sirens dwindled into the distance, my time of observing was drawing to a close. Soon the businessmen left their separate tables and went of to work. The mother took her children to wherever they needed to be. Yet, I felt incomplete. Immediately, I had no answer to my questions, but now I might be able to understand, to understand that I am human, and that things never change.