Okay, so I know there's bound to be a ton of September 11th posts out there at this very moment, and I also know it's been a long ass time since I've updated this art only blog, but I have to write down what I'm feeling right now.
It's been seven years. Seven years and they're already showing everything that's happened from fifty different perspectives on The History Channel. Am I the only one who thinks it's too fresh...too soon? I feel like I'm back in homeroom in high school watching it on television all over again. I only knew a victim through about six degrees of separation, but the loss is still devastating.
I don't even care about the political tie-ins with this incident. War has happened, and is happening still. I won't even try to pretend I know or care about what Bush or any of those other politicians have to say or do with this. I just can't stop thinking about this as just a huge devastation to everyone. And I can't believe it's really been seven years since this happened. You just can't take the people in your life for granted.
That's all there really is for me to say. Just reminding my heavy heart that I have things to be grateful for.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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As someone who actually saw the physical towers fall from his history classroom window, I don't think it is too soon. It should be a constant reminder that the world we live in is not safe. That the country we live in is not impervious to the fanaticism that exists in other areas of the world. I may have told you or not, I dunno wench I've said a lot of things lol. But I was in that same classroom as a transfer student on his second day watched the second tower collapse... the same tower his father met his demise in. There are no amount of words to describe this event, no amount of prayers that can undo the wrong. But there can always be a reminder of that single day to keep us aware that life is indeed too short and that the people we love cannot be taken for granted. Otherwise we'll go on and continue to live in a fantasy, a bubble where whatever goes on outside is of no concern to us. The best way to honor everyone who lost their lives on September 11, 2001 is to remember, to keep the memory of heroism and good people alive. I'm done. Time to finish drawing Red Sonja!
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