10-2-07: What Is Life All About?

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Journal Entry: Tuesday, October 2, 2007

@7:55 AM ~ Sometimes I wonder what life is all about. We work, work and work, yet at times I wonder what good does it all do? What is life all about? Eating, shitting and fucking?

For many it is all about love, taking care of their families and just trying to make ends meet, though often those ends never seem to meet on common ground. Many live out their lives in constant debt, living from paycheck to paycheck and just a short distance to being homeless on the sidewalk curb.

Fuhrer Bush, the Oval Office Cabal and the great Amerkan Empire continue to plunge the national economy further into national debt.

Most in Poll Want War Funding Cut: 10-02-2997
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/10/01/AR2007100101235.html?hpid=topnews

Echo: Cost of Iraq war could surpass $1 trillion: 4=17-2006
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/11880954/

What keeps me grounded is my self-concept as a helper of the people. My Mission in life is sublimely simple: to help the people, the wretched of Mother Earth, those who have been ignored, forgotten and abandoned by this inhumane society.

It amazes me how many people are so apathetic about others once they get a few crumbs from the banquet table and sit back content in their comfort, without exhibiting any care, concern and compassion for others as true humane beings.

It is a truism that ignorance can be bliss, yet ignorance can also get us killed without even knowing how we died.

@9:22 AM

It seems that the whole world has gone insane in terms of its priorities, its own survival interests and its upholding of humane ethics. Any sane analysis would come to the conclusion that the Amerikan Empire must be toppled and crushed underfoot. It is the Number One Enemy of humankind and all living beings upon Mother Earth.

What helps to keep me sane is my continued resistance to the Evils of these times, speaking out against Evildoers and working on my Spiritual Growth. So I rage on and will continue to do until my last dying breath!

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas
Source:
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/do-not-go-gentle-into-that-good-night/

Sometimes I get down, depressed and discouraged. I cannot lie about that to myself or anyone else. To thine own self be true. I know that I must be strongly self-motivated to carry on, keep in conscious contact with my Creator and continue to raise my own humane consciousness ever higher in upward spirals of wisdom in order to wage war against the Evildoers of these troubled times!

Venceremos! ~Peta-de-Aztlan~
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