Once again, our Nation has come to a stand still.
In the aftermath of yet another mass shooting, this great nation has once again stopped, and held it's breath. However this time, it is not to cry over our lost teenagers, our lost parents, our lost friends.
This time, it is our children.
Ranging from ages 5 to 10, children were shot in cold blood today in yet another mass murder. Following quite a few other mass shootings in the past few years, this one chills the blood. While it is just as tragic to open fire anywhere and kill anyone, eighteen children lost their lives today. Along with teachers and other faculty.
Children.
Not teenagers, not adults, children. Elementary school students, barely a week away from Christmas.
I won't bore you with the details of what happened, you've watched the news, you've seen the reports. You know the story, right now, the story is just that, a story. We don't focus on the details, we focus on the people. The people who have lost their children, their friends and their loved ones.
Today, we morn them. We pray for them, we don't try to understand. We don't tell them it's going to be alright. This kind of pain isn't fleeting, it lasts forever. It aches in the bones and clouds the mind. All we can do, as a nation, is stand tall. Be the backbone, keep this from happening again.
And although I am very convinced that these mass shootings are in direct link with the so called 'end of the world' next Friday, we won't ever know. Perhaps these sick people think they are doing us a justice, murdering people in cold blood, so we don't have to face that end.
But even if the world does end, in rapture or in flesh-eating zombies, the human race will always survive. We don't need helping leaving this world, we don't want that stain on our souls. When we leave, we leave standing tall. With our heads held high, not at the hands of some twisted soul who doesn't see the world like the rest of us.
My heart goes out to the lost in the Newtown shooting.
May God rest their souls.
m.l. carista
In the aftermath of yet another mass shooting, this great nation has once again stopped, and held it's breath. However this time, it is not to cry over our lost teenagers, our lost parents, our lost friends.
This time, it is our children.
Ranging from ages 5 to 10, children were shot in cold blood today in yet another mass murder. Following quite a few other mass shootings in the past few years, this one chills the blood. While it is just as tragic to open fire anywhere and kill anyone, eighteen children lost their lives today. Along with teachers and other faculty.
Children.
Not teenagers, not adults, children. Elementary school students, barely a week away from Christmas.
I won't bore you with the details of what happened, you've watched the news, you've seen the reports. You know the story, right now, the story is just that, a story. We don't focus on the details, we focus on the people. The people who have lost their children, their friends and their loved ones.
Today, we morn them. We pray for them, we don't try to understand. We don't tell them it's going to be alright. This kind of pain isn't fleeting, it lasts forever. It aches in the bones and clouds the mind. All we can do, as a nation, is stand tall. Be the backbone, keep this from happening again.
And although I am very convinced that these mass shootings are in direct link with the so called 'end of the world' next Friday, we won't ever know. Perhaps these sick people think they are doing us a justice, murdering people in cold blood, so we don't have to face that end.
But even if the world does end, in rapture or in flesh-eating zombies, the human race will always survive. We don't need helping leaving this world, we don't want that stain on our souls. When we leave, we leave standing tall. With our heads held high, not at the hands of some twisted soul who doesn't see the world like the rest of us.
My heart goes out to the lost in the Newtown shooting.
May God rest their souls.
m.l. carista
