Cruelness of Life
When we are first brought into this world, we are given such great opportunities to be whatever we want to be. For most of us, we plan our lives accordingly by setting goals for ourselves and planning to acheive them. We then work hard for days, months, years in order to reach our pinnacle point of success so that we may feel the great gratification of life.
However, what of the people whose opportunities are taken away at such an early point in their lives? I speak of the people whose lives are tragically cut short and will never have the chance to reach the top of their mountain of goals. The people who die those tragic deaths at such a young age.
When you are young, you have no concept of mortality. The world is litterally your oyster. You are supposed to be invincible while growing up, with no worries and no responsibilities. Yet, there are young kids (yes, kids, ladies and gentlemen) who dont even reach the age of adulthood. Whats worse, most of them arent the druggies you hear about in the paper, they arent the ones that are flunking out like the statistics tell you. No, most of them are the ones that are good, hard working, athletic young people who just had their lives cut too short.
We all know the sayings: "life isnt fair" and "shit happens", but tell that to the families and friends of these kids. The people who wanted to grow up with them experiencing life, complete with both up's and down's. The people who wanted to be with their kids; the people who wanted to be with their friend to experience the cornerstones of life like University, Traveling.... even High School Graduation.
Shit happens alright, but it only seems to happen to the people who dont deserve it.
Brett Lewis
1989-2006
God's speed my Friend
This is Falcon, signing off.
Superman, The Forgotten Hero?...
For most of us that see our current society filled with alcohol drinking teenagers, drug dealing hoolagans and ignorant business men, its nice to see that there some outlets were we get to see a man with some true values re-emerge.
I speak of none-other than our classic boyscout hero,
Superman. Yes after such a long hiatus, the man of steel is back to take on that ever clever Lex Luther in what is hailed to be another blockbuster movie filled with amazing special effects, great battle scenes and of course the struggle between good and evil.
When I speak of good and evil however, I do not necessarily mean to be exclusive to the story of
Superman Returns, but rather, the character itself. How often now-a-days do we find people such as Clark Kent? People who devote their lives to keeping up the moral code in our society? When did all these lawsuites become the answer to all the stupidity and ignorance of others? Do we even remember the time when the word "trippin" was used to describe someone falling?These days you are more likely to find people standing up for the rights they think they have by trampling on the ones that someone already possess's. Truly part of the moral fabric of society has taken as long a hiatus as the
Superman series has.
Is this downfall due to our evolution as human beings in a social setting? Are we just being accustomed to being more selfish and centered upon ourselves that we have forgotten what its like to be the long forgotten "Good Guy"? Or is it mearly due to the old saying that "Nice guys always finish last"?
No one may possess the power to "leap over tall buildings in a single bound", but I sincerely hope, for the sake of humanity, that there are still people out there taking little skips in their own little way; To let us know that we are not being pushed back by the powerful radiation of moral decay.
Like Superman, let us fight off this kryptonite of society and better ourselves. So that maybe, we may "return" like the Last Son of Krypton already has.
This is Falcon, signing off.
One Year Older... One Year Wiser?
High School Graduation, every time I think of that day, I think of Brian Adams "Summer of 69". That night to me was indeed one of "the best days of my life". Everything went so well, The dance, the food, the friends, the memories were all rolled into one huge spectacle of remembering that this was indeed what we had worked for for the last 12 years of our lives.
Now, one year after the fact, I reminisce about all the things I have learned after one revolution around the sun. I speak of the lessons that School cannot teach and only life can grant in its own twisted way.
Of all the things I had to learn, none was harder to take than the death of my Grand-father. He was one of the men that always told me I could do great things if I worked for them. He was the one that taught me how to use a hammer, helped me with building little model cars, and always told me that to get the best, you must give the best you have. He was a man of little words and yet had a lot to say. He was indeed a great man that lived a great life, and will always be with me till the day I die.
Although the death of my grandfather was quite a hard pill to swallow so was another lesson that I learned not once but twice in the same year: that sometimes you can give all you have got and more, and still not come out on top. This came up both in my being forced to take the year off, and my relationship difficulties. Although I find it cruel that I had to experience this lesson twice, I feel I may have needed the reality check to get my life on the right track. I needed to learn that there are some goals that I have that I will never achieve, and others that need more work than I think. That not everything will just be handed to you on a silver platter so to speak. The trick is knowing when to keep going, and when to give up. Both of which I did not know at the appropriate time.
Aside from that double-header life lesson however, one lesson that I do really appreciate learning is what the real definition of "Hard Work" is. This Cribbing job, though paying well and giving me good exercise, is the hardest job to do. I don't really like doing it, but it makes me appreciate that if I don't want to work this hard for a career, that I have to do well in school. I also now know how hard I have to work to earn decent money with only a High School Education. (The answer is: A LOT!)
Im happy that I had this opportunity to learn what I did this year despite how hard these lessons were to learn. Would I do it all again? I don't know, only time will tell. I am much more matured than I was 12 months ago and less naive to how the world works. Currently I anctiously await the start of my first year of Engineering. However, from what I have seen from other people in the program, I will probably be dreading it by November. Until then however...
Oh when I look back now
That was seems to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yah - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life
~Brian Adams - Summer of 69
This is Falcon, signing off.
