Long Time

Still don't have the net. I am using super high speed connects to do this right now. I have a ton of posts built up and am waiting for my moderator to approve them for release...appearently I have to let the Army monitor my postings. They haven't had any issues yet, maybe he is busy. Anyway, more to come when I get the OK to post. I am fine. Busy. Working hard. Average temp here is about 112+ the heat index. The wind carries dust, i.e. dust storms that feel like a gritty hair dryer on high in your face...

Not much else going on. Imagine a corn field. Imagine that corn field extending for over 300 miles. Now imagine there is no corn, add rocks and pebbles. Mix the heat and some sand that is so fine we call it "moon dust". This is my life. Hydration is a constant battle. If you don't eat at least two times a day and drink a gallon of water, you will go down, no joke...

I am not complaining, simply trying to paint a picture with words.

All Quiet on the Western Front,
CR

PS- West is relative, if you go far enough, everywhere is west or east...

Le Petit Alchemist...

Hey Tim, new post I'd like to put up:

The Little Alchemist...
"On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux."
"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye...You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed...It is the time you have spent with your rose that makes your rose so important."

All sage advice. But is it just advice? or is it ponderings from above? What if God doesn't care how you get the message or in what form you get it in, but just that you get it? That would fit with the penultimate concept of God's Love for that which he/she creates.

Why have I been obsessed with seeking the light? Maybe the light is already within and I must take up the sheild and fight as one of its warriors.

If I tame the truth, it is my responsibility, as it is all of ours, to enlighten.

as for life, again i say, it is the flowers u smell along the way that make finishing the journey worth it, not finding the end of the path...

The Dreaming

I had a dream one time when I was young
Now that I'm older its a mere tip of the tounge.
I can't place the feeling, but it feels so right.
When I look at the land and feel everything in sight.
I feel one with this place, in pictures and words
I want to run and jump and swim with the herds.
It is my homeland and an odd one for me
But its a place in which my spirit is truely free.

4th of July

It's another year, another moment in time for celebration. What will I be doing? Remembering. I am not big on picking one day to "celerate" or remember people, places, things, or events. I think life is a Journey. Along the way you have ups and downs. You meet people, you live, you love, you learn. The most profound thing I have learned and I believe it to be the meaning of life is Other People. Cherish the moments with them, because someday they will be gone or you will, that fact is inevitable. The best part of life is the run you make. Fight the good fight and finish the race, but the best part isnt the finish line, it's the race! See you roses and the forest along the way, even if your forest is sky scrappers. I got on here to sy all of this because yes we are about to celebrate our independence, but let us also celebrate those who have paid the ultimate cost to give us our freedoms. I miss my friends who have gone on, I miss my commanders and other brothers in arms that have sacrificed so much. This is their day in my eyes. If I don't stop to remember them, who will? Who will remember the fallen? Who will remember you? Who will remember me?

R.I.P. ,

CR