Sunday, May 24, 2009

look inwards

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Your image causes me to pause and reflect.
It causes me to pause and think about eternity and if i might experience the wonder of it all. Will my consciousness remain alert and guide my spirit to kindred spirits that we might enjoy a journey like no other, a journey without comfort stops, a journey without time to linger at Quik Trips to indulge in smoothies.

My God, how much smoother could it be? To journey through gallaxies with no names and call them favorites, to free fall for ten million miles past dark holes and steering far away from all these mysteries we need not know about other than they suck.To choose what sucks and doesn't suck, to view sunrises all night long for a billion years, to soar where other spirits soar and wave to those we know. A giant wave and attempted hug for Abe, a smile and respect with some reservations for Washington.

Traveling with Walt Whitman as a divinely appointed guide to keep our thoughts from negativeity, our other guide, T.S. Eliot to let us know it was neither a wimper or a bang and that it has not ended.

By Robert L. Huffstutter

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My dad's dad, my grandfather, was nine years old when President Lincoln died from an assassin's bullet. Most people think I am speaking of my GREAT GRANDFATHER. NO, I am referring to my dad's father, my paternal Grandfather, Robert Levi Huffstutter, born in 1856. What does this information have to do with my profile? It might help the reader understand that I have a sense of being much older than I am in that only one generation seperates me from President Lincoln. This causes me to respond differently to society and many current events. In many respects, this is to my benefit, in other respects it dates my mindset. Perhaps this is the reason I value the moral standards and idealogies of older Americans, the men who were the soldiers and sailors I saw when I was a small boy,the men and women who fought a war for freedom without any doubts posted by a media with a questionable lack of national unity and purpose.