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My mind wanders from one thing to the other. I tend to see connections where others only see what they were told to see as a child. I'm no child; but, I lived in wonderment then... and still do. I don't allow my fingers or my pen to lead the way as much as I used to. Perhaps I should.
I've read several of your recent blogs. I wrote down the book and author because I would like to read it after reading your blogs. I can never understand how anyone can point to a specific person and say God said, "follow this man." Christians follow Christ. His wisdom and teaching never get old. I advocate the study of Christian History. In the Greek word Divolos = diabolical, comes the knowledge that a thought can be put into your head to turn you away from something you intended to accomplish. This is what is happening many times to ordinary Christians who are caught up with pandemic and politics. They need to get into scripture and discover the mind of holiness that was the Christ. It gives you a place to test your own thoughts about what God relates to us on a daily basis. I appreciate your comments. Write On. Sincerely Apondia
Since you are at WdC for a long time, I suppose you know about "The Poet's Place Library " [E] with all the different useful links on poetry? I will try to find Ted Kooser's book via my own library. Thanks for sharing.
I've had the same conversation and lost a friend over it.
"I know you don't want to wear a mask, but you don't know if you're a carrier and you could make a lot of people sick. You could kill someone."
"Then I guess frail people should just stay home or take the risk."
"I'm one of those people. You just implied you don't care if I die. Even if it's you who kills me."
*Crickets*
I saw them the other day. Still not wearing a mask.
Unfortunately, this type of thinking really does make quarantine a lot sadder for so many people, including me, because I know I'm going to be stuck here a lot longer than others.
We should all have respect for one another, I and my other half always wear face masks and gloves, we disinfect and keep a bottle in the car, we social distance as a respect to others and to protect ourselves and we stay in unless necessary to go out and walk where it is less crowded.
Others infuriate me because they don't seem to get it. The Spanish flu from 1918 to 1919 lasted approx fifteen months and in that time 500 million people were infected about a third of the world's population at that period. The death toll was between 16 million to fifty million people.
Coming up to today 2020 7,000,000 million people have been infected already in a few short months and the death toll is around 400,000 and still rising. Common sense tells us to protect ourselves and think of others. Some have no thought for others and to me are very selfish.
This could go on for some time and our world has changed forever. Man is destroying this beautiful planet by his own ignorance and this is why the wrath of God is one day coming. Just as in the days of Noah.
Every soul that dies is on our conscience, this has got to stop, we have to look after our planet and look out to one another.
This essay is articulate and beautifully crafted.
You make a good case. I appreciate your concern that
we stop giving up on kids who need help. So many of the
kids who shot and killed students and teachers felt
isolated and disliked, with nowhere to turn. They are
usually desperate and angry, having always been a fifth wheel.
In Rutland, Vermont where I live, the police had a
brainstorm. Instead of picking up and taking kids
or adults to jail for carrying or selling drugs,
Rutland invested in mental health clinics for individuals
who steal to get drugs or die, to be treated by
doctors who are qualified to work with these
unfortunate students and adults. As a result, the
percentage of drug dealers and users has been
slowly dropping, with a long way to go. It is
clear to all of us that treating the patient sure
beats going down the road to nowhere to
endure brutal conditions in a state or federal prison.
My friend, Bruce Carr, a fellow poet, has passed away. He had been ill for a long time. His illness required specialized care unavailable locally and so none of us had seen him for some time. Of course, COVID contributed to that. I doubt you ever heard of him. But now you will. Bruce was a native of Mountain View, Missouri. I met him when I joined the Mountain View Poetry Society. Bruce liked to lead and had a strong influence on the poetry society for many years. He was very good at helping us critique our own work. He was energetic and creative. He also provided leadership at the Yellow House Community Arts Center in West Plains, Missouri, and organized a number of poetry readings in the area. Bruce also studied photography and showed a special interest in photographing flowers. He loved music and participated by playing a ceramic hand drum. In general, he was creative and followed a different drummer in everything he did. He supported himself as a restaurant kitchen manager and cook. Of course, with that level of creativity, some of his endeavors did not work out so well and his loyal friends saw him through those times. He had loyal friends because of his generosity and loyalty to them. In the end, his illness took him from us long before his death. I am sad to say goodbye to Bruce but glad he is no longer stuck in a body that just didn't work anymore. Safe travels, Bruce. I hope you are greeted at the pearly gates by an angel driving a ragtop car and playing your favorite music on the radio as they drive you to the creative corner of heaven.
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