My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;

Catchy words, catchy tune ...

As I tweak my mind on this 4th of July (it's actually the 3rd but I'm posting this early), many things come to me.  Many things lay acutely dorment in my soul, awaiting to peek out and experience what it's really like to live life ... for better or worse.

Our nostaglia has a lot to be proud of, as does our present ... and I'm sure ... our future.  We also have a lot of evolving to do, which nostaglia will help relate and we will eventually dictate.  Truth be told, I'm proud to be a human in America.

I waste little breath on cliches or innuendos expressing my 'undying' support for my country.  I'd go to war tomorrow and stand on the front lines ... right or wrong.  Matter of fact, I'd do it because my loyalty supercedes my rational thinking.  Then again, I'd also be prone to being Marlon Brando's character in Apocalypse Now ... I'd do so because I want us to constantly evolve for the better.  I want us to evolve beyond superficial horror, to experience and live and die in the best way we can.  I want us to be warriors, angels, both light and dark ... constantly in the face of the unknowing.  America, to me, isn't just the place I grew up in or learned from (I've read and studied philosophies far and wide and watched an episode or two of Southpark:-) it is the place that just happens to have better attributes than most places on this Earth. 

This Country has done so many great things for this world; it and we have also done many things that are questionable and/or bad.  Nature of the beast, I suppose.  When I get home from work, I turn on the television and see one station explode upon the far right ... another explode on the far left.  It's quite beautiful if it wasn't so dangerous.  The medium, in my mind, is key.  That's an American ... throwing tea to the sea because you've had enough of the powers that be dictating our lives through their motives.  Ventura is right, we need a revolution ... once again.  America is revolutionary.  America is bright.  Amercia is diverse.  (And by the way, I love Jesse but he was a lousy wrestler ... great talker, though)

A newbie into the mortgage industry left me with a very astute thought.  He's Vietnamese.  He's been a student for the better part of his life ... he's now 38 years old.  "China is going to run things, they are already there on most accounts."  For that, Bruce Lee would be proud ... considering he spent a large part of his time trying to substantiate his own existence by fighting against those who would constantly put him and his culture down.  Eventually, he did so.  America didn't find him, but we eventually accepted and appreciated his talents and contributions to our world.   Once again, I'm proud of America.  Yet, Bruce knew what I know and everyone else who practices in life (exists) ... this is much more than being a 'World Power' ... cause I'm pretty sure when our world ends (we die, individually and eventually) that we have greater causes to answer too.  And if we don't, if worms eat our bodies and we are nothing but a distant memory when we pass away ... I still hope we recognize what ethics and freedom are all about.  I'm proud to be an American ... I'm even more proud of being a human being.  I bleed red ... though I hear it is green before it hits the surface:-)

When I rest my eyes this 4th of July, I will think of many great people who happened to a part of a this great country.  Abe, Ben, & all formitable men ...

My eyes have seen the glory ... and assuming we have a Lord ... that leaves us on the doorstep.  Personally, I can hold my Mother or Father's hand as they die ... yet there will be no euphoria, only evolvement and change.  They'll die and a tear will drop from my eye ... because that's life.  As far as the death thing, I don't know how to properly explain all that.  I wish I did ...

We'll bitch, whine, moan, & complain ... but America helps give us that freedom to do all that.  America is like a higher power ...  one that we will constantly struggle with and debate over.

I want to thank each and every guy & gal who has served our Country.  I also want to thank each and every guy & gal who has worked that nine to five job and found out their perspective is that the rest of us don't care.  I care ... probably too much.  But, that's me and this is my Country.

It's yours too.

Happy 4th folks, I'm still looking for a brilliant way to express just that ...

Words are little.

Click here for a neat little song!  Celebrate Freedom & Free Thinking!!

and death ain't so bad either ...