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Location:Texas, USA Naturalized US Citizen of Irish extract -   Fixed Wing and Helo trucker.Interests: "The Absurdity of Man". I am a proud supporter of Blarney, Nonsense, and Hooey. I enjoy being a chopper jockey, and trying to figure the world, people and belief systems out. I'm just not very good at it, so it keeps me real busy. I scribble, blog, run this website, mess with rental houses, ride motorbikes, and read as much as I can. I went solo 44 years ago, and I like to say I'm gonna get me a real job one day. When I grow up. ("but not just yet, Lord, not just yet") For my aviation scribbles see www.chopperstories.com.... enjoy! I wish you Peace in your Life. May you always walk with the sun on your face, and a breeze ruffling your hair. And may you cherish a quiet wonder for our awesome Universe. Life isn't always good. But it is always fascinating. Never quit.
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Diary (6) "Maybe we just all lose"
December 27, 2008



"Maybe we just all lose".

That was the sad thought that went through my mind.
I don't presume to apportion guilt. Or responsibility. What do I really understand about a conflict that has been going on for a thousand years? I have read about it. I study it.
I try to see both sides of the story.



All I know is that I feel sorry for the anguished man in the photo, weeping over his dead colleague or relative.
Smoke rises, and yet again the forces of compassion and cultural outreach, the forces of tolerance and understanding, take a beating. Another cycle, another twist in the downward spiral, another black day for our human family.

It is hard to grasp the price we will all pay for this one day. As more hate spreads throughout the Islamic world.

The victim with the raised index finger I understand is praying. Invoking the power of his God. I don't mock it.

Not at all.    




The hatred.... demeans us...




F.M.
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Last edited by Francis Meyrick on August 3, 2009, 10:25 am
We little humans, hurtling through the Universe on our tiny, pale blue dot, will find few answers to Life's great mysteries. But we should at least find many of the questions. To write is to ask. To seek. To grope. With humility, and humor. Peace.
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