Backstage pass into my mind. Tales of an imagineer. Old road dogs never die, they just turn up the volume.
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Death of a House
This is not an accident; no physical harm came to anyone. This
happened yesterday, it was a planned burn. In those ashes are the memories of a
family that touched every corner of the house that was. For me, this was the
house where I spent a week or two every summer with my second cousin Paula.
Every Christmas day with my parents and my great grandpa, grandpa and my mom's
aunt and uncle and family. All the memories are still there like it was
yesterday but now the house is gone, no more hearing the laughter or smelling
the smells that my aunt Ruth made with tender love, the cabinets for the
kitchen and dining room that were made by hand by my uncle Gordon are in those
ashes, the fingerprints on that wood still belonged to the people that loved in
that house. The purple bedroom, the attic door the narrow staircase to the two
rooms upstairs that many hours were spent with me and my cousin, the living
room where family pictures were taken, so many in those pictures are gone now.
I can hear American Band Stand on the TV with the aluminum foil on the rabbit
ears, getting ready to go to the little church in Badger for this or that. The
crickets, the basement, the kitchen was the heart of the house, so many
memories flooded back into my thoughts that I had not thought of in years. The
burn and the knowledge of it brought them all back.
...have you ever been going down a flight of stairs and felt
like you were missing the next step as if it is not there and panic just a
little bit where your heart gets an imaginary push to the back of your chest...
going to sleep knowing that this home, one of the icons in my childhood is
gone, there are not many of those icons left, and it hits like many members of
my family just died again. So many good memories there. I know one can't go
back in time and even if we visit it, the door to the past is not open to us.
The part that stings a bit more is the fact that there will be no new memories
there, the door is really gone. The changes to this place have an impact on me,
I cannot imagine how my cousins Sue and Paula feel and the emotions are similar
to another death in the family. Closure... does not always give a good feeling.
It is however an emotional one. Maybe, just maybe now that it is gone from this
earth, it can be in another place with everyone who lived and loved there,
still sitting at the table. A place for them to gather together and wait for us
to join them. Goodbye old house...I will see you in my dreams.
Friday, September 16, 2016
Racist, Prejudice.
Racist, Prejudice.
We have many problems in this country. One of them is the very words we speak. It is
very important what comes out of your mouth. Make sure you know what it is that
you are actually saying when you speak. These
days the word racist is thrown around like a feather in the wind by people who
don’t even know what it actually means. My
world is full of a mixture of different kinds and colors of people, and only
one race, the human race. I treasure it
in this life of mine. I do not judge
people by the color of their skin but by the content of their hearts. The problem with today’s society is not
racism even though that word is thrown around every day all the time. The problem is prejudice. People really NEED to know the
difference. If you do not recognize a
problem you will not know where to start to begin to fix it.
Racism is when you
hate a person because of his or her race. We all belong to ONE RACE, The Human race. Prejudice
is when you judge a person by their color, sex or whatever else you judge them
for before you even know the facts. Prejudice comes from two words, pre and judice
to… prejudge. An unfavorable opinion or feeling formed beforehand or without
knowledge, thought, or reason. We definitely do have some racist people out
there but there really are not that many.
We have a planet of wonderful people all different kinds of Asian,
Black, Indian, White, & many combinations.
There are a few that are racist. It is unfortunate that most EVERY person
has SOME prejudice. The best thing to do
to fix it is, admit it and learn to deal with it. If you are making judgments on people and you
have not even met, that is the problem.
For instance, if you vote against someone because of their
color, it is prejudice. If you vote FOR
someone because of their color… it is prejudice. OR if you vote for or against or for someone
because of his or her gender, that is prejudice. It does not matter if the person is red,
yellow, black, white, male or female. It
matters on whether or not that person can lead our country. We are all one race, the human race. Making it into a color code for people to
fight over is the most stupid hateful thing ever.
So please, next time you think you have a need to “call
someone out” and call them a name like racist… learn what it means and stop
being a prejudice person, you do not know them. THINK before you speak. People disagree all the time, it does not
make them racist or prejudice just because they do not agree with you. Open your eyes a little further. I may not like sushi… I am not a racist
because of it. Please stop being stupid
and start fixing your behavior towards others.
You do not live on this planet alone.
Everyone is accountable for the words they speak. Stop being so offended at others who are not
aware of the value of their words. Stop being
offended about how people say things, they obviously do not understand. Stop letting yourself be baited by ignorance
and antagonists. Keep your nose on your
own face, watch your mouth and unless you can make a situation better, just
keep it to yourself. Learn the meaning
of a word before you throw it at someone especially with an intention of anger.
The reason for this post is to maybe
just maybe make some people think twice and make it better.
*jumps off the soap box*.
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