I love Ron Paul. His whole being is inspiring. I listen to his speeches and read his writings and I know he is genuine, unfettered by the bondage of the Establishment, and he would actually change the world if he was elected. But I also have this sinking feeling that Americans are not ready. To me, he is so clearly the ONLY choice for a leader of a country that is foundering, drowning, sinking...he is the only remedy for healing a system that is not only sick, but imposes it's sickness on us, further tightening the noose around our necks as we are already being strangled economically, socially, spiritually...I am so sad, so sad. I don't know if Americans are ready for the healing.
I woke up to the way the world really is on September 11, 2001 when my husband and I lived in New York and knew immediately that something was not right, there were too many missing pieces, too many lies and disinformation, and that evil was afoot, and not necessarily the evil that was portrayed in the mass media. My awakening was agonizing. I have never been the same since. I call it growing pains. But how much can you grow before it gets TOO painful?
I am sad that this country, this place called the USA where I was born and where I live now is a dying mammoth, and has been dying for a long time, years and years before I was born.
I was born in the mid-sixties when all sort of energetic grassroots revolutions were happening all over the place. Most of the leaders of those revolutionary movements are dead, or have sold out.
Ron Paul is a revolutionary. But where is the revolution? I hear rumors of it, but I can't see it. It's not visible, in our face, like the Watts riots or the sit-ins or the anti-war demonstrations. Is the revolution just a graph of donations made from people who can least afford them? Is it t-shirts and pins and signs and phone calls and polite door-to-door canvassing? Where are the angry people gathering in the streets to topple the monster that is devouring us? This revolution disappoints me. Where is the outrage? Where is the "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore?" Is it in the works, somewhere down the line when so many people have lost their jobs and homes and their family members come back from foreign wars in body bags?
I am angry, and I don't know what to do.
Why is the Ron Paul campaign seemingly so complacent? There's a war going on here--a war for our survival as a species.
I am angry that the human beings who would benefit the most from someone like Ron Paul as President have a zombie-like acquiescence to the way things are, as if it is just the way things are, what can you do? I can't change this. The Super Bowl is tomorrow. There is excitement about that. There is excitement about Britney Spears' latest meltdown and Heath Ledger's death and Angelina Jolie's possible pregnancy with twins. These things have no relation to the reality of the average American's life. It's bread and circuses, televised for our amusement--but the bread is poisoned and the circus is full of evil clowns, so don't get too comfy on your couch.
I am frustrated, and there is no solace in knowing there are others like me, who really care about this beautiful planet, and are aware of the plans of the warmongers that want nothing more than to wipe all the useless eaters off the face of the earth so that they can have the globe as their playground. Or the end-of-days folks who seem to relish our extinction.
Listen--I don't know what to do, I am a powerless individual who has no impact on the state of the world. In my own tiny sphere of influence I am loving and kind to everyone I know, to strangers and to animals. It doesn't matter. My death will not make headlines. And there are millions like me, good, kind people, whose death will never make headlines, and will not change the world, except for the impact on the people who knew them personally.
I wish I could meet Ron Paul and say thank you for curing my apathy, but my lack of apathy has turned to depression, strangely enough. It hurts to know the truth. Good people like Ron Paul are ridiculed, marginalized, and ignored by the masses. The ones of us who love and support him live with his message of individual freedom in their hearts, even though it is a message that the majority of humanity does not seem to be ready for.
I just saw one of my favorite movies last night--it's called THEY LIVE. It is not just a movie, it's a documentary of life as we know it now.
I know that it is possible that no one will read this--there are so many interesting posts in this forum. Anyway, I had to write it. My bitterness needed an outlet.
But I love Ron Paul, and I am sad that the world is not ready for him.
I woke up to the way the world really is on September 11, 2001 when my husband and I lived in New York and knew immediately that something was not right, there were too many missing pieces, too many lies and disinformation, and that evil was afoot, and not necessarily the evil that was portrayed in the mass media. My awakening was agonizing. I have never been the same since. I call it growing pains. But how much can you grow before it gets TOO painful?
I am sad that this country, this place called the USA where I was born and where I live now is a dying mammoth, and has been dying for a long time, years and years before I was born.
I was born in the mid-sixties when all sort of energetic grassroots revolutions were happening all over the place. Most of the leaders of those revolutionary movements are dead, or have sold out.
Ron Paul is a revolutionary. But where is the revolution? I hear rumors of it, but I can't see it. It's not visible, in our face, like the Watts riots or the sit-ins or the anti-war demonstrations. Is the revolution just a graph of donations made from people who can least afford them? Is it t-shirts and pins and signs and phone calls and polite door-to-door canvassing? Where are the angry people gathering in the streets to topple the monster that is devouring us? This revolution disappoints me. Where is the outrage? Where is the "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore?" Is it in the works, somewhere down the line when so many people have lost their jobs and homes and their family members come back from foreign wars in body bags?
I am angry, and I don't know what to do.
Why is the Ron Paul campaign seemingly so complacent? There's a war going on here--a war for our survival as a species.
I am angry that the human beings who would benefit the most from someone like Ron Paul as President have a zombie-like acquiescence to the way things are, as if it is just the way things are, what can you do? I can't change this. The Super Bowl is tomorrow. There is excitement about that. There is excitement about Britney Spears' latest meltdown and Heath Ledger's death and Angelina Jolie's possible pregnancy with twins. These things have no relation to the reality of the average American's life. It's bread and circuses, televised for our amusement--but the bread is poisoned and the circus is full of evil clowns, so don't get too comfy on your couch.
I am frustrated, and there is no solace in knowing there are others like me, who really care about this beautiful planet, and are aware of the plans of the warmongers that want nothing more than to wipe all the useless eaters off the face of the earth so that they can have the globe as their playground. Or the end-of-days folks who seem to relish our extinction.
Listen--I don't know what to do, I am a powerless individual who has no impact on the state of the world. In my own tiny sphere of influence I am loving and kind to everyone I know, to strangers and to animals. It doesn't matter. My death will not make headlines. And there are millions like me, good, kind people, whose death will never make headlines, and will not change the world, except for the impact on the people who knew them personally.
I wish I could meet Ron Paul and say thank you for curing my apathy, but my lack of apathy has turned to depression, strangely enough. It hurts to know the truth. Good people like Ron Paul are ridiculed, marginalized, and ignored by the masses. The ones of us who love and support him live with his message of individual freedom in their hearts, even though it is a message that the majority of humanity does not seem to be ready for.
I just saw one of my favorite movies last night--it's called THEY LIVE. It is not just a movie, it's a documentary of life as we know it now.
I know that it is possible that no one will read this--there are so many interesting posts in this forum. Anyway, I had to write it. My bitterness needed an outlet.
But I love Ron Paul, and I am sad that the world is not ready for him.
