It's interesting to watch people during this time. It brings out the best and worst in people, it seems. Seeing the people of various ages just verifies that I do not want to get old. It is accepted that children can run wild and do what they would like, but the elderly are looked upon with frustration and resentment when they are capable of living up to the standards of the thriving youth and active middle aged. Could you imagine if children were treated in the same manner?
Why does our society discard the elder? They are the knowledgeable and wise. It is a sad consensus that the elderly are treated in such a way. We do not pass on knowledge within our society; only if it necessary for the present moment does anyone care. It is a shame that if a person does not fit within society's standards, they are a burden. What about the overweight, the anorexic teens, the depressed young adults, are they not deserving of our love and compassion? We are all simply children, we have just seen and endured more of life. More than anything.. acceptance is what is needed, not gizmos, gadgets, or psychological head games.
It saddens my heart.... to see the state of the U.S.
Ah, but as a women laughs...... the american dream still thrives.
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From the dithyramb to the root of the sea stretches a new kind of emptiness: I don't want much, the wave says, only for them to stop their chatter, for the city's cement beard to stop growing: we are alone, we want at last to scream, to pee facing the ocean, to see seven birds of the same color, three thousand green gulls, to seek out love on the sand, to break in our shoes, to dirty our books, our hat, our mind until we find you, nothing, until we kiss you, nothing, until we sing you, nothing, nothing without nothing, without being nothing, without putting an end to truth.
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