LET FREEDOM RING.

It is 4:30 Monday morning. Another week sits unopened, as if its a Christmas present left over from last year. I have been up since three but haven't even had coffee yet. Its as if I don't start the motions, then the week won't grind into high gear. I have a feeling not drinking coffee isn't going to stop the minutes from ticking. The sun from rising, the day from being here. So I may as well pour the the first cup and let the games began.

I get in these maudlin moods sometimes. Though I think as a whole I stay pretty up beat. I wish though the powers that be would give me control for about a week and I could get this world into shape. Now that is a pretty scary thought isn't it. Myself being in charge of the world turning and running everyone's life. I am smiling. To be truthful it even scares me. Because we all know I have never did a very good job of running my own.

It just seems to me there is so much injustice in the world. So many things happening that is not fair and equal. There will be a girl, lets name her Barbie. She is born 5"2, natural blond hair, good skin and rich. Then there's Opal, born chunky, pimples, poor parents and has bad eye sight. Now you guess who gets the better treatment, the doors of life flung open for her. Well, Barbie of course. Where is the fairness in that dealt hand?

I guess what I am trying to say in these garbled words that seems to be coming from my fingers. Is that life is not always fair. This past week I have been upset about a story that has made the news. A young teenager that committed suicide because of being raped by school friends. Why did fate hand him such a tough hand? What makes people cruel and vicious even at that young age? Of course I know the answer to that one. Being brought up in hate and prejudice lies in how young lifes are formed.

Why do people lie. Lies that can destroy and ruin. I think in the case of young people, because they are acting out the pain and confusion in their own life's. I shake my head in wonder at a world that has no feeling for the suffering of others.

My Blog certainly hasn't been very cheerful these last days. I have a heavy heart. I will try to do better. I look around Blogland. It seems peaceful here. But I know even here there is pain and prejudice. I have wandered here in Blogland some and have visited some very interesting and sad places. So I guess Blogland has its heartache too. So I will go back to my world for today. I am wearing a sign. "Let freedom ring." I wish I knew the words to that song. I'd be singing too. But for now, I'm outta here.