Why
can’t we live
forever in the ethereal
shadow of juvenile
disbelief?
Lofted upon clouds of hope,
innocently unknowing
what lives in the shadows.
But:
Are we ever unaccountable of
our own sin?
When does our innocence
turn to ignorance?
An awakening; fruitions of
a new world:
Oklahoma City. Kaczynski.
Columbine. Waco.
African Embassies.
Dahmer. Desert Storm.
O.J. Rodney King. L.A.
Riots.
Twin Towers Part One.
Hale Bopp & Heavens
Gate.
Cobain.
But, look not to deicide
or inaction.
Share. Respect. Educate.
The battle
over ignorance is merely
in the
depth and extent of your reach.
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Childhoods are full of memories like capturing fireflies on a
summer evening, the first snow that cancels school, or the first girl (or guy) that
struck your fancy. But there is
also a moment of memory when something happened, a chord that changes how the
world resonates around you.
Thoughts on explaining epic trauma to students always evokes personal memories of your own experience, that: where was I when this happened, feeling. But also cognition of even earlier awakenings of first evil.
Somewhat inspired by this CNN story: Teaching my child...
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