Have you ever felt small? You know, suddenly microscopic in the whole jist of things. My good friend, college roommate and colleague is home for a two week leave from Iraq. My respect and admiration for him is un-measurable. He does his job and supports our country in a war that means more to this planet than any election, stock market plunge or celebrity marriage. The interesting part is that he does this for you and me. Sure, it is also for he and his family, but in the long run, he is laying his life on the line for America. So what does this have to do with feeling small? Sometimes the thoughts and ideas that overwhelm me die with the same whim in which they were created. I hate that. To not act on intelligent thought seems like a waste. But as usual, the ideas are eaten alive by the selfish need for sleep, money and television. I think that it would be interesting to live in a society that thrived on intellect. Ours does not. We thrive on entertainment. I agree that entertainment is very important, but at the expense of development and progression?
Yes, I am having a moment. Just one of those moments that we all have. One which helps "wash the bugs off of the windshield." I think it is a safe assumption that my fellow convoginators and myself know where we are going. I just hope that we, and especially the "young guns" (who are much smarter that those of us that are...older) make the journey exciting and productive. One that will make a mark on history, one that inspires and promotes growth intellectually and spiritually.
So, I have said what I needed to say... NO! I am not having a midlife crisis. Just observing... Maybe I am having a midlife crisis?!?!
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