Everything is going well on this side of the world.. Im practicing in this life , hitting land-minds,getting up, going forward. Im seeing results and getting better. A work in progress. A hard work in progress.
The gaol is to connect; with self, with Gods plans for me, with women, with the general world, with the stars at night. with the music in my dreams...
one goal is to clean everything on a regular basis. Clothing and apartment.
keeping my high end mountain bike in good shape is work...
Ive been studying the Holocaust from cambodia. I saw the pictures from the Tuol Sleng Prison. Its enough to break me. I want to save the children or young teenagers. I cant. Its very frustrating. They are gone. They were clubbed to death 35 years ago.. In the pictures, the prisoners look so alive. Did this happen yesterday...
Ive been through my own personal holocaust, I relate with what I see in the pictures and the stories. The eyes and facial expressions and lack of hope. The need and crying out for someone to save them, Anyone.! yet no one will be showing up, Instead they must prepare for death. I know it all to well. It is all so sad.. And those in these pictures will not be coming back. They are in the killing fields. Im surprised as some of these prisoners look like the person next door. I relate to the fear and the loss of words, and having no way out, Ones back against the wall, Knowing it will be over... The horror and terror that it will be over for them.. No way out. No hope. And the prisoners in these pictures know this.. Fight as they will, believing they are in control, it is no good. All their human strategy and willingness will not save them, and this agony shows in there pictures. And this agony is my agony. I pray that God take care of them in heaven. That they receive the love they were never allowed down here on this crummy planet...
Till next time...