This country is driving me crazy. I can’t see beauty without pain. The laughter of dozens of kids gathered for camp has become a five inch needle thrust into my heart. I see someone with an agenda and a semi-automatic weapon parking and walking towards the lake where the children are gathered. I wonder what the gunman is thinking. Glory? Fame? Maybe he’s schizophrenic like the killer at Sandy Hook whose motives will never be known. Maybe he’s a gay ISIS wannabee out to prove his masculinity. It doesn’t matter what skin he’s wearing, his soul is the NRA. The heart that keeps his blood flowing is a congressmen who does nothing. The feet that propel him towards innocent lives, closer and closer are people who carry on about the 2nd Amendment. I wish I could cover them all with the blood of the innocents.
Even if the…
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So, so hard to push “like” on this one, not because it isn’t good.
Heartbreaking. Life is more fragile than it has ever been.
It’s getting harder and harder to face each day…. but I take solace in that an act of kindness always carries more weight than an act of violence.