Pray For Manchester

They didn’t deserve to die in their state of innocent bliss. The kids at that concert were just having a great time watching their idol Ariana Grande sing – I know I would have if I were there even if I wasn’t the biggest Ariana fan. I feel sympathy for all of those who lost their lives. It’s great that everyone came together and paid their tributes to the fallen in Manchester. Not to wish anything bad on anyone, but I do hope that whoever did this gets what’s coming for them: a lifetime of suffering and punishment. If they don’t care that a packed house of people, many of them children and teens, have their lives ended in a flash of a second, then why should we give them any forgiveness?

Today we band together for Manchester in the United Kingdom and hope that those that lost their loved ones can make it through their sadness and despair. Life will move on as usual but for the families of the victims, there will always be a gaping hole that can never be patched up. It’s another in a series of attacks in the UK that have happened on the 22nd. Why the 22nd? Is it just a coincidence? Or a deeper conspiracy? I don’t know but there are probably some good theories to it that I would love to explore.

 

The Singer

I want to sing at the top of my lungs

But there’s no one around to hear

Release these sweet melodies from my chest

Hold nothing back, no fear

When I sing out loud

I feel the air move around me

The silence cut like a knife

Climb another mountain

Leave the old world blindly

Like a drug

These notes

Flowing through my head

Like an icy water stream

 

 

 

 

 

 

Going to Kansas

The train is moving again. The glorious sounds of the engine meshing with the blurring of the landscape as the Amtrak rushes, backwards from my seat position, through the countryside of Michigan, the lush forests, farms, and hills of an old land that reflects the early days of the state and even the country, when cities were few and far.

We’re packed up and ready for another trip down to Olathe, Kansas. This would be the 5th or 6th time that the family is headed down to the Heartland to see the youngest sister and her significant other, the first time being in the summer of 2014 when we visited the University of Kansas. Kansas is still quite new to us as we have only scratched the surface of it, having only been near the border cities and not into the deep part of the state.

The conductor checked my ticket again today, as he always does, scanning it and giving it back to me where I place it back in the top compartment of my luggage bag.

Because of Kansas, I get the song “Dust in the Wind” playing in my head, and eventually on my computer. It is a song symbolizing our short time on this earth, that in the end we are just made up of earth stuff, living our lives and then being recycled back into the environment, continuing the cycle. We rent a period of time here to do as much as we can, to explore and learn about our history and what is beyond our imagination. The band is actually from Topeka, Kansas and released “Dust in the Wind” in 1977. The title comes from a passage in the Bible by Ecclesiastes:

I reflected on everything that is accomplished by man on earth, and I concluded:

Everything he has accomplished is futile — like chasing the wind!

In the end, everything we do, all the money we may or may not have, doesn’t matter one little bit, because all of it doesn’t go with us. The only thing we can hold onto are our hopes and dreams and to believe that there is more to life than just living and dying.

It sure is a big break from me playing video games for many hours straight, only getting up once in a while to eat something or use the facilities. I’ve become so addicted to playing Batman: Arkham Knight, the explosive finale in the Arkham series of games. Probably one of the best games I’ve played in a while, besides Skyrim, which is why I’ve had a hard time putting it down, because there is so much to see and do. From what I know so far, near 90% completion of the game, it is the ending stories of several high profile criminals in Gotham, and they all get locked up in prison, though I’m not sure yet if they escape or get released by some outside help.

For now, I continue to listen to the train’s whistle as it rumbles down the track. The usual route is stopping in Chicago at Union Station and then taking a bus to Wisconsin, but that is not the case this time. It will be a longer train ride to Lawrence, Kansas, going through a lot of flat farmland in Illinois and Missouri. It sure is a lot better than driving down there, which is what we did the first time, staring at boring scenery for hours and hours, but I remember it fondly and cherish every moment of it.

Lush

The Christmas Path

The path to the new year always goes through Christmas and the last seven days always seem to last forever as the anticipation for the Great Refresh builds.  The annual dinner this year was held once again, complete with classic songs from the bandstand.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Path 2016

Moody Blues

0221 Black and Blue

Play the moody blues

Ah, the moody blues

Takes you by the heart

Pulls you in, can’t let go

Ice crystals form, cling to your skin

A breathless experience

A chilling affair

The emotional piano played

Joyous in my ever quiet atmosphere

Locked in a room of deep pondering

Not a sound around to disturb

My untroubled mind

Moody

 

Musical.ly

knt

Music is power. The app musical.ly proves to state this even more. This is likely one of the best new apps to hit the market and already has a ton of talent streaming through it.