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Edited by
AngelLight
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SO THAT OTHERS MAY LIVE
There was the young one who came in to talk. He had been discharged from the service due to a dispute with one of his peers. "It wasn't fair; I didn't start it. I'm not proud of what I said or did but, this never should have happened that I landed here and he's still over there." This young one felt lost, not knowing what to do with the rest of his life. He equated his personhood inextricably with being in uniform, in the role of protector, a defender of....of.... well, he wasn't sure of what but, did his not knowing matter anyway? I was concerned for him; he harbored guilt... shame...and expressed his pain like one who would never quite be the same. I could read between his lines sensing he’d rather be dead instead of dealing with what felt like his heart’s demise. Yet, he spoke about what this loss meant to him and, I asked if there was another way to be of service, to protect, to defend, to still know himself fully as man? He said he didn't know, perhaps he'd seen too many commercials, too many infomercials. We explored other options, of different ways of being in the world like, despite your name, who are you without one? Who are you, anyway? I could still feel his pain when he finished confessing, yet he said all was right in his mind. He'd committed no sin. He'd live from within. Several years later I received a call from someone who knew this tormented Soul. I was told he recently died, that he'd ended his life, shot himself right in the head. He only left this message: "They need to do away with all those commercials, all those infomercials that have people believing in roles that deceive. I was deceived but, I just gave my life, so that others may live. This is my gift of service, to protect, to defend, my fellow countrymen." ~© JDS 05/06/2009~ |
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very powerful write J...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRw5XWp-saQ
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chilling, it leaves me speechless
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"I could still feel
his pain when he finished confessing" stirring....
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very powerful write J...
Thank you for reading P, for being present to this man's life
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a defender of....of....
well, he wasn't sure of what but, anyway. 
that!
Great ending to that as well... 
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Edited by
AngelLight
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Wed 05/06/09 04:36 PM
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRw5XWp-saQ Wow. That is such a powerful song dawn....Ty! Ty.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRw5XWp-saQ Wow. That is such a powerful song dawn....Ty! Ty.
you are welcome.... we need to show appreciation .... and try to carry on when we encounter such people and finish the work that was left unfinished by such people that would be the best way so others can enjoy life |
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chilling, it leaves me speechless
Ty for reading bastet .....yes, the call left me speechless too.
Afterwards, there was only silence ... I could feel the presence of his Spirit....palpable, indeed. |
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"I could still feel his pain when he finished confessing" stirring....
Hey ddn, so good to see you again. Ty for reading and commenting.
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Edited by
AngelLight
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Wed 05/06/09 05:09 PM
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a defender of....of.... well, he wasn't sure of what but, anyway.
that!
Great ending to that as well...
Sweet J.....hey honey......thanks for reading and for the love
O.K. Sweet J....I think how that was expressed did need slight revision lol, so there you go! |
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SO THAT OTHERS MAY LIVE There was the young one who came in to talk. He had been discharged from the service due to a dispute with one of his peers. "It wasn't fair; I didn't start it. I'm not proud of what I said or did but, this never should have happened that I landed here and he's still over there." This young one felt lost, not knowing what to do with the rest of his life. He equated his personhood inextricably with being in uniform, in the role of protector, a defender of....of.... well, he wasn't sure of what but, did his not knowing matter anyway? I was concerned for him; he harbored guilt... shame...and expressed his pain like one who would never quite be the same. I could read between his lines sensing he’d rather be dead instead of dealing with what felt like his heart’s demise. Yet, he spoke about what this loss meant to him and, I asked if there was another way to be of service, to protect, to defend, to still know himself fully as man? He said he didn't know, perhaps he'd seen too many commercials, too many infomercials. We explored other options, of different ways of being in the world like, despite your name, who are you without one? Who are you, anyway? I could still feel his pain when he finished confessing, yet he said all was right in his mind. He'd committed no sin. He'd live from within. Several years later I received a call from someone who knew this tormented Soul. I was told he recently died, that he'd ended his life, shot himself right in the head. He only left this message: "They need to do away with all those commercials, all those infomercials that have people believing in roles that deceive. I was deceived but, I just gave my life, so that others may live. This is my gift of service, to protect, to defend, my fellow countrymen." ~© JDS 05/06/2009~ Oh my what a powerful peice this is....Wonderful. |
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Great!!!!
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SO THAT OTHERS MAY LIVE There was the young one who came in to talk. He had been discharged from the service due to a dispute with one of his peers. "It wasn't fair; I didn't start it. I'm not proud of what I said or did but, this never should have happened that I landed here and he's still over there." This young one felt lost, not knowing what to do with the rest of his life. He equated his personhood inextricably with being in uniform, in the role of protector, a defender of....of.... well, he wasn't sure of what but, did his not knowing matter anyway? I was concerned for him; he harbored guilt... shame...and expressed his pain like one who would never quite be the same. I could read between his lines sensing he’d rather be dead instead of dealing with what felt like his heart’s demise. Yet, he spoke about what this loss meant to him and, I asked if there was another way to be of service, to protect, to defend, to still know himself fully as man? He said he didn't know, perhaps he'd seen too many commercials, too many infomercials. We explored other options, of different ways of being in the world like, despite your name, who are you without one? Who are you, anyway? I could still feel his pain when he finished confessing, yet he said all was right in his mind. He'd committed no sin. He'd live from within. Several years later I received a call from someone who knew this tormented Soul. I was told he recently died, that he'd ended his life, shot himself right in the head. He only left this message: "They need to do away with all those commercials, all those infomercials that have people believing in roles that deceive. I was deceived but, I just gave my life, so that others may live. This is my gift of service, to protect, to defend, my fellow countrymen." ~© JDS 05/06/2009~ Oh my what a powerful peice this is....Wonderful. Ty Emmy, for reading and commenting... |
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Great!!!!
Ty Tammy
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I'm effatised
  
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I'm effatised
Josef  
Well now, how cool is that? 
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