It has been nearly a year since I last posted on this blog. The amazing thing is that no one probably knows. I have had a landslide of a year. It seems that I put off too many issues that I did not know how to deal with and eventually it caught up to me. Dreams are often an indication of what you deal with when you are awake. They manifest themselves in a surreal way, sometimes disturbing. Any unsettling feelings that one has during the waking hours may come back as the same monsters camouflaged for a different setting. I don’t have any immediate dreams that I can recall from the days recent. But I have awakened with the same undertone of turbulence most times I awake. A house divided cannot stand. I have had divided feelings and ideas for a long time I think. Fighting for peace is what those who claim to love it, and its sister democracy do. But fighting for peace is what I do each day when I rise I look for ways to bring peace to the table. I do not enjoy confrontation. I think that there have been few times in my life where confrontation seemed like a good idea. Albeit necessary on some occasions to face conflict head on. I find that turning the other cheek is the more peace seeking route to follow. Maybe not democratic, but peaceable; however lately I have noticed that Gandhi, Mandela, Martin Luther King Jr. and others have shown a different path that involves peace but also shows a non violent approach to making political points. It is easy to see that their paths made these “statements” necessary to achieve an end. When I was a boy I could make my dream paths change when I got older the dreams came in their own form in their own pace and I could not reach the state of control a place of inner-volition.
