Sept11

for every piece of article I do publish,
there lies several drafts never would it get to be read by others..
its such a reflection of life that I do consider that happens everywhere, all the time..some get made, some get 'lucky'; others fall by the way side...

This very day, many years ago, sparked a change in the world's system of doing things..suddenly, the word terroism is associated with middle eastern men, carrying ak-47s and damning the western world as the evil axis...and of course, with G.Bush famous declaration;" you're either with me or against me"...the world today lives in a fight agaisnt a 'country-less' terror, where idealism freedom is a risk itself...
No doubt, the attacks on Sept11 were horrible, becoz suddenly the rule of engagement had become so public and real; instead of a hollywood summer blockbuster..
but question time...
does the war against terror truly end, when we capture the Osma bin laden, make all middle eastern countries democratic??...Can this war be won in the first place??
when does it end? I live in a generation where more than ever we're taught the horrors & casulties of war, but honestly the greed of man, the passion for power or superiority will never end..
my simplistic conclusion is that we'll just end up killing ourselves over and over again...as murder was committed in the first family God created.

Somehow in the human design, we destory things. We don't cherish things. Be it nature, love, comfort .....this inate make-up of sin inside us...is really what bothers me. Does that reflect God at all, where it is claim that we're made in the image of GOD..that's why ppl deduce that God himself has a sadist nature; making us who we're, and seeing us kill ourselves..

But is it really the reality in our gene pool, that we cannont escape; save for several 'wonderful' souls? Give it a thought...Because until you realize of the opposite,you would never be able to appreciate the other ...


thought abt it?

I for one, is struggle to constantly die of myself, and take up the cross. Because if I do live on for myself, then my life is damned. To a life of pursue of destruction of my spirit, soul and body..
Maturity of the faith, is to live with faith who leads your step, to pray for the courage and obedience for the other plans, when your own is being utterly crushed.

I struggle with that alot..When my lady love, departed... my plans, my very life was shattered..till these days, I admit that is a blow in my life that is more damning than my faltering health..And when I go back to my first love in him, instead of feeling the comfort, or the peace, my sorrow grew... I don't why..
thus the more I couldn't cope with the change in my life, the more I destroyed it.. it became so hard, to worship him again, to run back into him.. I had became so hard in myself...i wouldn't give myself a chance ..

anyway with my health, I really don't know if there's a future for me, if this hurdle is every going to be crossed with his strength..becoz I've none left..

my very life has crossed the post-sept11, the terroism is just similar, somewhere close to home, somewhere from within.

as someone once told me,"to be the best, is to make mistakes and bounce back up, learn from it and never make it again.."

I need the belief that this war is a war that can be won..