Sadly, I am one of the few folks in this country can’t remember where I was during that fateful day.
There was much self abuse back then, and I was on the bottle full throttle.
However, I can still see in my mind’s eye, the cops walking Oswald into Ruby’s gun.
Along with every man, woman and child watching the t.v., saw my second murder of the week.
And of my life.
As it turned out, they were just the beginning of a string – Malcolm X, Kent State, Bobby, King – playing out against the backdrop of carnage in Viet Nam.
The Roaring 20’s ended with market crash, depression, and Dust Bowl.
The 60’s in recession, Watergate, and disillusion.
It seem to me that Time is not linear, but cyclic.
What go around, keep going, round and round.
Perhaps this is the way of things.
Don’t have know the real truth of how the assasination of Kennedy was pulled off.
We are still being deceived – history is a mystery.
Maybe we can alter the pattern by reacting differently to similiar circumstances.
Especially now that we so tuned in and more aware than ever in the history of our present civilizational process.
Each of us can take responsibility by altering the course of our own existences, regardless of what everyone else is doing.
One bad habit at a time.
Gandhi said – be the change you want to see.
I say – be a butterfly that starts the wind blowing in China.
Thanks for the chance to share.