My Side of the Cave - A Look at Our World With a Little Common Sense Thrown In HTML version
Time and my being. It binds me not by choice, but by nature.
I am bound to the time and to the space that is allotted to me. This miniscule place in
infinity where I can only be now and the whole of it, is somewhere within me.
To succeed or fail, to learn or not, this remains always unknown. Only my experiences
coupled with those who have shared my ride will know. This experiment, this adventure
is given to me by God. My imperfect nature and my ignorance so tightly grips me that I
let opportunities pass by. I allow the golden moments of my time to so easily slip away,
never to be seen again.
These forever lost moments I let slip by so nonchalantly, wrongly thinking they would
last forever. The fact is, that they are a sliver of time, with my borrowed friends, that
have deeply etched marks in my soul.
Much of one’s life seems mundane and with wasted time. We seem to neither regret nor
rejoice. It just passes.
I would prefer the more memorable things to fill the spaces of my box. The total good of
my being and those whom I have loved, along with the place and the time will be a
painted reflection in my memory box.
An early life’s memory for me involved a Christmas morning when all the goodness of
the season and the comfort of my mother and father, presented to me the true meaning of
love. All of the goodness surrounded me on that special morning, yet it passed so quickly
and so easily.
I now know how fleeting that time was. I keep that moment wrapped tightly in my box. It
is mine and it is forever and nothing can take it away.
I am left with these overwhelming memories, and not knowing exactly what to do with
them, I have stored them in my minds box.
Perhaps that is what heaven is all about. This may be the final place where we can open
that box and relive forever those golden moments in time.
To my loving mom and dad.
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From the cave to the present
In recent years some Americans, especially young college students, seem to be
renouncing our history and our ideals. What in the world is happening? Why do they
these people seem to be embracing socialism over freedom?
Are teaching institutions the problem? Are they using their pulpits to belittle America or
are they simply not impassioned to the teaching of American history?
In the spring and summer of 1776, representatives from the 13 colonies gathered together
in Philadelphia to discuss if our land was to be under the rule of another, or if we were to
be free. These founding fathers met together, knowing that the mere discussion of