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In Hope of the Dream
means by which we live have outdistanced the ends for which we live. Our
scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We have guided missiles and
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
live lives in the anticipation of a better tomorrow, even as butterflies and
birds disappear from our skies, perhaps forever. In past times we were taught that one
must sacrifice for a better tomorrow.
isn’t the case anymore today. We see all around us people taking shortcuts,
selling out their morals, in some cases their self-respect or even their bodies
for material gain, or instant gratification. Our society is inebriated with the
‘quick fix’ of doing what is ‘good’, pleasurable NOW, to hell with virtue, to
hell with truth… to hell indeed.
street banksters take from whom H.L. Mencken dubbed ‘Boobus Americanus,’ to the
point of bankruptcy, but no matter, the gods of the Treasury promise to reline
the pockets of the boys, amid a circuitous exercise to make ‘Boobus Americanus’
foot the bill.
around, people buy cars they can’t afford, homes they won’t be able to payoff,
vacations beyond their financial means; purchasing all the new tech toys so as
to not be behind the times, rendering them indebted, enslaved to banks, ‘to hell
with tomorrow’ they say, ‘I m living for today.'
around, tent cities sprouting across the Land, soup kitchens shutting their
doors, governments going broke, as millions are ejected from their livelihoods,
amid a golden rain of parachutes for the corporate boy geniuses that took
corruption to new heights.
judge people by how they dress, what kind of car they drive, and by how much
moneyed wealth radiate from them. Think about it; you know its true, but it is
hollow, I say. We grown empty
inside; don’t you see, within that fake aura we create.
do I tell my children? How do I
tell them that it’s all a mirage?
I tell them, make them understand, that of all the people they will meet in
their lifetime, few if any will remain true loyal friends to them. How do I tell them that people cannot be
judged by material things?
I show them that such things don’t matter; money doesn’t matter if they are not
happy-- if they cease to respect the person that they become? How do I tell them that it is we-- all
of us-- that truly matter, it is the we, not things, that give life
the moneylenders from the temple of our democracy. Banish the Fed, shred the golden
parachutes, make honor and truth the gods we worship, question authority—that’s
what I’ll tell my children, all our children!
ironic that mankind should survive the hardships of the Bronze Age, the Iron Age, and the Age of Reason, only to arrive at the
Age of Corruption. Sadly, this is how I believe our present day will be judged
by history; if there is one, given the fast destruction we are witnessing to our
planet, it is unfortunately a doubt to ponder.
mankind survives, if civilization endures, if we survive this period, then IT
must be by some miracle, not that I believe in such things anymore.
we survive, I hope we rediscover the joy of honor, of truth, of hope… the
rightfulness of treating our peers equally, and being received by them in like
from the coldness of space, our bluish orb of a planet, must be a welcoming
sight, even though it is shrouded with the metallic remains of man-made junk
that orbit the planet; but it is yet a world that is home to one human race,
experienced in a variety of colors, sizes, cultures, and imbued with a capacity
for so much promise to accomplish positive endeavors.
mankind once again rediscovers the seeds of reason and fairness to replant in
the garden of humanity, so that one day, once again, joy and hope is interlaced
among the hearts of our species and our human world becomes the kind of place
that welcomes children rather than devour them.
therefore is the truest friend to the liberty of his country who tries most to
promote its virtue, and who, so far as his power and influence extend, will
not suffer a man to be chosen into any office of power and trust, who is not a
wise and virtuous man...The sum of all is, if we would most truly enjoy this
gift of Heaven, let us become a virtuous people."
Posted October 05,
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