It has been in the news that the gunman's mother (I won't respect them with a name) was an "end of times" believer, a believer in a horrible Armageddon , end of Government, mass hysteria, shootings in the streets, famine and each for his own. It is not known yet if this is a religious belief or maybe, just Four Days From Now: December 21st and the Mayan Calendar. Whatever, she was prepared. Stockpiling of food, lots of guns and thousands of bullets and she taught her son to shoot, good mother that she was. To them and the children, the end of times was near and they brought it about.
I am not a believer. Not in that kind of stuff, only in the self fulfillment part. We get what we look for in this life.
In my drinking days I used to say that if that time were near, only a day or so left, I would head to the liquor store and today I would probably do the same...It is a crazy world where we propose scenarios in which we pit one neighbor against another. In that last moment (where we may or may not see God) we want to go out with so much anger! I remember the Chinese student during the Tianiman Square protests who put flowers into the barrel of the gun on the tank and think I would rather be like him.
Fifteen rounds per second, that is what that rifle shoots. Instant hamburger, not a good hunting rifle.
It is not the way I would choose to be. I am more like "gather ye rosebuds while ye may"! One last poem, scratch my name in the sand, another painting, one more piece of metal worked, another kiss!
I am suspicious of people who believe in Armageddon, especially those with guns and self fulfilled prophesies.
I am not a believer. Not in that kind of stuff, only in the self fulfillment part. We get what we look for in this life.
In my drinking days I used to say that if that time were near, only a day or so left, I would head to the liquor store and today I would probably do the same...It is a crazy world where we propose scenarios in which we pit one neighbor against another. In that last moment (where we may or may not see God) we want to go out with so much anger! I remember the Chinese student during the Tianiman Square protests who put flowers into the barrel of the gun on the tank and think I would rather be like him.
Fifteen rounds per second, that is what that rifle shoots. Instant hamburger, not a good hunting rifle.
It is not the way I would choose to be. I am more like "gather ye rosebuds while ye may"! One last poem, scratch my name in the sand, another painting, one more piece of metal worked, another kiss!
I am suspicious of people who believe in Armageddon, especially those with guns and self fulfilled prophesies.
