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Sunday Morning Coming Down
7/29/2012 8:37:07 AM
Sunday morning thoughts.
Good Morning, folks. It's a Sunday morning here, and from my perch I can see an overcast, cloudy day that appears to have painted the world around me with gray. There are a few ships in the harbor below me waiting to be loaded with precious timber, and sent off to the Asian market.

The clouds are dark, and grow like black water balloons waiting to burst and shower the earth below with water. That's the norm around here, since it's a northern rain forest. I live on a coastal mountain range, surrounded by hemlock, cedar, and spruce, some of them so large, that a dozen people could hold hands and surround the trunks.

Growing up in Appalachia, what I once thought were large trees would be dwarfed by the ones here. I miss Appalachia, and the people sometimes. Today, is one of those days. I, though, have always been the rambling gypsy out of a family of 11 siblings. I was born with the need to explore. Even back in Pennsylvania, as a young boy, I had to head for the hills. I found solitude there, and a place to think. Being on top of the rugged hillsides, I could see everything in the small coal mining town below me.

The tarpapered roofs, the crooked chimneys that poked up from the four room houses, called company houses, and the people, small and silent as they moved about their business. It was a different time though.

Rarely would you hear of a shooting, and if it occurred it was usually in some big city far away from the village of Clearcreek. Guns were something we used to hunt with, and provide food with during the long winters. We were taught at a young age, how to to handle a rifle, or a shotgun. Above all, we were taught to respect weapons. Most kids started hunting at the age of 12. I ponder today, what has happened to the human psyche that requires other humans to kill other humans. Why have we become a society of violence, and hate. Is it necessary?

If aliens existed, and viewed us from above, I wonder how they would look at us with our killing, and our destruction. Imagine if they were cataloging various other forms of life, and came upon us. What comparisons would they make to other planets with intelligent life other than Earth? Where would we be on their list? What would their thoughts be on a race of people who destroy other people in the name of war, religion, theft of resources, politics, or any other ideologies that lead to the taking of precious lives.

We claim to be intelligent, yet we destroy the very land around us with pollution, and overuse of resources. Try and find that in the animal world. They don't have PH'D's in Economics, but yet they've survived milleniums. We've managed to totally screw things up in a couple of hundred years.

You can't buy a product that lasts, because we have become a society of throw aways. Imagine, if we worked together to conserve what we have left. Imagine, a toaster that lasts for ten years instead of two. What goes into making a toaster? How much resources are used just to produce one? I would imagine plenty. All things run out, just check your sugar bowl, and see if it refills itself. We need to make changes, and we need to make them faster than you realize.

This planet could be a bread basket of so many good things. We have the ability, to feed the world, to clean up our water, and to stop the violence that is growing like a cancer around the globe. There are places on this planet that with irrigation could produce enough grain to feed everyone, yet we would rather complain about the high cost of a loaf of bread. Swords into plowshares, was the saying.

Heck, maybe the aliens would move us up the rankings in universal IQ ratings if we just used common sense.

Have a great Sunday.

Ronnie Ray Jenkins


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More Blogs by Ronnie Ray Jenkins
• Free Promo for The Flowers of Reminiscence results. - Tuesday, September 11, 2012
• Happy Labor Day - Monday, September 03, 2012
• Who said it was going to be easy? - Saturday, September 01, 2012
• Official Trailer-- The Flowers of Reminiscence - Wednesday, August 22, 2012
• Why Do Writer's Write? Why I Do. - Monday, August 06, 2012
• Staying True To Yourself - Thursday, August 02, 2012
• Women Selling Eggs To Make Ends Meet - Wednesday, August 01, 2012
•  Sunday Morning Coming Down - Sunday, July 29, 2012  
• Literary Agents, The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. - Friday, July 27, 2012
• Ronnie Ray Jenkins--A Writer's Life - Thursday, July 26, 2012


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