So... There was a bit of excitement on the Colorado Plains last night...
|*Baby Colorado Hailstone*|
Living in a Fiver... can sometimes get loud. Heidi's eyes had run together... looked kinda like a pizza. The dogs were squirmin' like cut worms, and it was like living inside a drum! ;) I got to admit... The bangin' on the walls and windows was makin' me think; "Boy, am I glad I ain't Night Ridin' on the Bike... THIS night!"
I thought we'd come through unscathed 'till she got ready to climb into bed... "Why are the blankets all wet?...'cause there's a hole in the roof!"
|*Hail Broken RV Vent Cap*|
So... in the dark and the pounding rain I'm clamberin' 'round on the roof wrapping a garbage bag 'round the busted vent cap thinking; "This is 'bout when that Murphy b@$#%&d! would send a fresh wave of hailstones for a visit!" ;)
Haven't yet climbed up this morning, but near as I could tell with my cap light in the dark, the damage was limited to that cap. The solar panels seemed to have weathered the storm just fine.
Friends just 6 or 7 miles north of where we're parked weren't so lucky. They had their place pounded to splinters by hail the size of baseballs... skylights, siding, roofing, trees... and their New Truck, just two weeks new to them... sitting in the driveway... counting my good fortune! All I got to repair is one RV roof Vent.
~and now on to the finish of yesterdays speechafyin'~
Let it be known that this is how ~I~ view the world.
Your Opinions are likely some different than mine.
I freely admit that I reside in a minority and that many of a calmer and more peaceful nature think me to be eccentric to the point of insanity. I'd just like to say that; I resemble that remark!
The rest of my story... or... How I See It.
You might not even have this afternoon.
You only have Right Now.
If you sacrifice today in pursuit of the wispy promise of tomorrow's security... You are likely to lose both.
If the events of the most recent burp in the phony "economy", over the last 7 or 8 years, haven't taught everyone the reality that Security resides only in the imagination; I have no way to force that lesson.
As times seem to get spookier and more uncertain... and the talking heads drum ever louder trying to pump up the fears of the toiling masses, it can get harder and harder to keep on. You get lost in the drumbeats of fear.
Until... you turn off their propaganda transmitter and look around you.
The sun still rises in the east... as it always has. The rivers still flow. The Eagles still fly. Motorcycles still roll :) No matter what doom and gloom those fear mongers try to burden you with in their insatiable hunt for your Liberty... LIFE goes on!
... and once you stop listening to and being "worked" by their fear mongering... it goes on pretty damn Fine!
I challenge all to live as a soldier. They don't know for sure that they'll be breathing ten minutes from now... let alone tomorrow! If they sat and worried about how much longer they've got or all that could happen... they'd be driven insane! They live for now... this moment... this breath. Their priority is what is... not what might be.
You can't see what's down the road. You can imagine, but you can't SEE. No one can. No matter how wise they claim to be... all they or YOU can see...is Today.
Live Today; To be as Strong and as Happy as you can be ~ Today.
What strength you build into this day, will carry over into tomorrow ~ If it comes. (which is to say... you don't ignore tomorrow... it's just NOT the #1 priority)
Tomorrow will come when it gets here. You'll take care of it... just like you took care of Today. How are you going to get the tasks of today done... if all your energy is consumed worrying about tomorrow?
But what if? What if you consume today, tomorrow and the day after that... working, building what you perceive to be Security. But... on the afternoon of the; "Day after that" you keel over with the "Big One"?
Your imagined Security was all for nothing and you lost your fleeting and precious Todays in the bargain.
How many have expended their entire lives constructing that imaginary security... and now, thinking they'd live those fabled Golden Years have had those years stolen by the frailty of life or the parasites on Wall Street and in D.C.?
My old man worked that way. His heart attack took him out of the game at 49. I was a late comer and at 3 years old; Never knew him. I've watched others... too many others... torn from this life; Never to make 21... and all of 'em struggling against the wind to reach a secure tomorrow.
... and Tomorrow Never Came.
To Steal a line from Patrick Henry; "Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!"
I can only see Today. Yesterday is gone... Tomorrow is but a Dream...
Today is all I am