In the
beginning the earth was without form and void; and then I was born. According to Schrodinger’s Cat analogy the
earth is here because I can observe it, and when I am gone the earth will no
longer exist: sorry folks.
Solzhenitsyn,
one of my favorite authors, wrote in the Gulag…
“One and the same human being is, at various ages, under various
circumstances, a totally different human being.”
I believe
this is true for some people; it is certainly true in my life. The opportunities to begin again come
throughout our life, though less so as we age, and we can grab the path less
traveled or continue on the safe road to conformity.
I am a
veteran; but I actually feel sorry for the older veterans I see wearing their
VFW/American Legion hats or ball caps that proclaim their military
service. It is like saying ‘I was in
the military for two/ four/ twenty years and that is all I have to distinguish
myself. I have to wrap myself in the
flag and in patriotism to pander for my moment of fame, because other than that
I have never moved on, I have never changed.
We all are a
compilation of our past experiences – they imprint to a large extent who we are;
but to live in our past experiences, and never to have moved on, is somehow
pitiful.
I think
about some of my past experiences because they were exciting points or
highlights that I can enjoy reflecting on; but they are not me – not who I am
today.
These
thoughts came from watching the Commander and Chief forum. The new vets are having to deal with dramatic
change, and hopefully they will be able to adjust and move on. But the old vets didn’t seem like they were there
for support, but for recognition – and again, that’s kind of pitiful.
Where am I
going with this?
Hell I don’t
know – just my thoughts.
And I do
love semicolons.
the Ol’Buzzard
Me probably eight or nine years old
Perhaps I haven't changed that much.




