There seems to be a cease fire in the Middle East. So I think I'll join in and declare
my own personal CEASE FIRE. Cease Fires really are easy to come by. You just have to exercise a little Nike therapy--JUST
DO IT!
*I can stop all the really awful thoughts I entertain about ALL the people, even loved ones,
I don't UNDERSTAND.
*I can smile instead of frown.
*I can breathe hopefully--SUCK IN HOPE instead of despair--He/she will NEVER CHANGE! UGH!!
*I can call a HALT to the verbal grenades, filled with poisonous innuendos, I innocently
lob toward any number of "lucky" people each day.
And what does anyone do with the evermounting cynicism and hopelessness about
world terrorism and the apparent desire of terrorists to bring down anyone not on their SIDE? I DON'T KNOW!
I definitely don't have to join them. I don't have to convert them either.
Perhaps the simplest step is to give up my own brand of terrorism and take it from there.
However, I can offer this tidbit of insight to the suicide bombers. If those virgins haven't
given it up yet, it ain't likely they'll be giving it up anytime soon. Just don't want you to be too dissappointed!
In the words of the ancient Phoenix, "Rise up, Shine, and SMILE!" (I made it up!)
As an addendum, August 14, is my deceased father's alternate birthday. He was
actually born on April 14, but his parents did not marry till June. So to make him legitimate, they told him his birthday
was August 14, and always celebrated it on that day. He was in the process of filing for social security when he
was informed of his actual factual B-day! His parents had long since departed the earth, so they were not available
to tell him the rest of the story. Happy "Birthday," Dad!
