lazur
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Tonight is Friday night and I've been partying a bit. I know how that may sound when preceding a more serious insight, but that's just how it is for the moment.
I wonder, could the next world war, say WWIII, happen because the world (or most of it) declares war against the U.S.? Of course, the absolute outcome would be the defeat of the U.S. and while we're under attack by, say, 20 other nations, their troops climbing our beaches, their planes flying overhead and bombing our homes, we'd have to know it with absolute certainty. Imagine the terror. Imagine clutching your children.
This wouldn't be like Red Dawn with just ONE nation attacking us, after all. This would be from many, many nations simultaneously. And who knows which nation would invade YOUR part of the country? Maybe the Chinese would, I bet that'd be a treat to be captured by them! Or maybe the Norwegian? Who knows, maybe they won't execute you on the spot?
I can't help but wonder if this is a cyclic thing though, where one nation (or smaller body politic) hording so much wealth and gluttony, kind of implodes upon itself, seen by the world as like a diseased bully who must stop inflicting its infection upon the rest of humanity ... invading other areas when it sees something that doesn't quite agree with its line of thinking.
Sounds sort of like cancer.
I wonder if this has happened a thousand times before - an overbearing (and over confident) mammoth needing to be put into its place by the rest of the herd?
So yeah, this isn't my typical approach to the world, but hey, tonight's an exceptional night, so who cares?
Tomorrow, I'll be heading out with the girl of my dreams to a local ren faire. She's quite the beaut, I gotta say. And what really truly matters is I know exactly what she's looking for and how to provide it.
My job is something to absolutely die for. I work as a lead designer making video games for christ sake ... how cool is that!? Been at it for six years and STILL can't believe what I'm doing.
And I have a beautiful teenage daughter who needs me more than she needs air sometimes, but who struggles to become more independant and assured with her ever changing environment. She has the spirit of a child along with the reluctance of an adult. Just a wonder of beauty representing the most tender parts of life. Just a striking living contradiction comprised of wild, untamed emotion and a longing to be accepted the likes of which I've never seen. I can't imagine my life without her and I can't remember my life before her. And while I'm so happy that she's growing up and will soon become a beautiful woman, I'm sad that the wholeness of her innocence, it's raw power, is being swept away, as if sand through my fingers. It's a wonderful thing, but it's also so damned hard.
Maybe I'm just being selfish, rellishing what I have more than I should. Or maybe not enough? How short life is anyway, I think, so what if is someone comes in and ends it a little sooner than it would have ended otherwise? Just enjoy yourself and enjoy the time you're here while you have it, to hell with the rest?
Will my spending much time thinking about it even matter? Probably not.
What really matters to me are those things I mentioned - not WWIII, not the war in Iraq, not politics, not all of the external baggage I'm not even carrying, but that infringes upon my "space" anyway, while also blocking out the sun.
Maybe tomorrow when I wake up and read over what I've written here tonight, I'll disappear from these boards. Or maybe I'll stay. Maybe others can relate. Whatever the case, I guess I'll go with whatever I'm feeling at the time.
Anyway, my friends are calling, so carry on whatever it was you were doing ...
I wonder, could the next world war, say WWIII, happen because the world (or most of it) declares war against the U.S.? Of course, the absolute outcome would be the defeat of the U.S. and while we're under attack by, say, 20 other nations, their troops climbing our beaches, their planes flying overhead and bombing our homes, we'd have to know it with absolute certainty. Imagine the terror. Imagine clutching your children.
This wouldn't be like Red Dawn with just ONE nation attacking us, after all. This would be from many, many nations simultaneously. And who knows which nation would invade YOUR part of the country? Maybe the Chinese would, I bet that'd be a treat to be captured by them! Or maybe the Norwegian? Who knows, maybe they won't execute you on the spot?
I can't help but wonder if this is a cyclic thing though, where one nation (or smaller body politic) hording so much wealth and gluttony, kind of implodes upon itself, seen by the world as like a diseased bully who must stop inflicting its infection upon the rest of humanity ... invading other areas when it sees something that doesn't quite agree with its line of thinking.
Sounds sort of like cancer.
I wonder if this has happened a thousand times before - an overbearing (and over confident) mammoth needing to be put into its place by the rest of the herd?
So yeah, this isn't my typical approach to the world, but hey, tonight's an exceptional night, so who cares?
Tomorrow, I'll be heading out with the girl of my dreams to a local ren faire. She's quite the beaut, I gotta say. And what really truly matters is I know exactly what she's looking for and how to provide it.
My job is something to absolutely die for. I work as a lead designer making video games for christ sake ... how cool is that!? Been at it for six years and STILL can't believe what I'm doing.
And I have a beautiful teenage daughter who needs me more than she needs air sometimes, but who struggles to become more independant and assured with her ever changing environment. She has the spirit of a child along with the reluctance of an adult. Just a wonder of beauty representing the most tender parts of life. Just a striking living contradiction comprised of wild, untamed emotion and a longing to be accepted the likes of which I've never seen. I can't imagine my life without her and I can't remember my life before her. And while I'm so happy that she's growing up and will soon become a beautiful woman, I'm sad that the wholeness of her innocence, it's raw power, is being swept away, as if sand through my fingers. It's a wonderful thing, but it's also so damned hard.
Maybe I'm just being selfish, rellishing what I have more than I should. Or maybe not enough? How short life is anyway, I think, so what if is someone comes in and ends it a little sooner than it would have ended otherwise? Just enjoy yourself and enjoy the time you're here while you have it, to hell with the rest?
Will my spending much time thinking about it even matter? Probably not.
What really matters to me are those things I mentioned - not WWIII, not the war in Iraq, not politics, not all of the external baggage I'm not even carrying, but that infringes upon my "space" anyway, while also blocking out the sun.
Maybe tomorrow when I wake up and read over what I've written here tonight, I'll disappear from these boards. Or maybe I'll stay. Maybe others can relate. Whatever the case, I guess I'll go with whatever I'm feeling at the time.
Anyway, my friends are calling, so carry on whatever it was you were doing ...