The Paper Eagle Roars
“When life gives your lemons don’ t follow the simple course, throw them back at the source” FeatherLeaf
“Show me a sermon”
I’ll admit it at this time I am more words then action. Except with my wife and in that case I am in action twenty four hours a day, seven days a week.
Talk talk talk. Talk is cheap. People who think that they are going to change the world for the better by posting memes on Facebook, or tweeting tweets on Twitter are in my opinion somewhat deluded. Even with this very blog, what difference does it make? But the lemon tree is ripe and lemons abound on the floor.
My wife Sylvia has dementia and at this point she is unable to walk on her own. Thus for the most part I am home bound as her primary and sole caregiver. So I am always ready to go into action to attend to some need of my wife. But as far as getting out of the house, I am unable.
Back in the day, when all was well, Sylvia and I were very active in church. For eight years we worked in the South Ward of Newark with the Church of Christ at Chancellor Avenue. Our serving capacity was strictly on a volunteer basis. Sylvia and another sister Eleanor began a clothes give away and a school supply giveaway. We took donations or bought the supplies and gave everything away for free. For eight years I conducted a door knocking campaign during the warmer months. I was working a regular job at the time so it was on feasible to go door knocking when the sunlight was available. In those eight years my teammates and I knocked on thousands of doors and talked to hundreds of people. Admittedly there were very little short term results. So now with time to think I look for a better strategy.
I believe the abundance of mental illness is caused by the cold, cruel, callous nature of this world. Nobody in the psychiatric wards had a wonderful trouble free life. In fact some extreme cause of abuse was usually prevalent. I think that the military contributes greatly to the ill mental health of our society. I have seen many fellow patients traumatized by their experiences. I think it is sufficient for some that basic training alone brings on an onset of mental issues.
So it is in the interest for the betterment of all of us if we can just all simply get along. “I am not your enemy and you are not my enemy.” That is a statement true that can be exchanged between any two human beings on planet Earth. What divides us are the ideas that make us at odds against one another. Religion, nation, creed are thrust before mankind to the detriment of all. Only if we can free our minds can we build something worthwhile and lasting.
So it is with renewed vigor and excitement I turn full steam back to the working of this blog. What I am trying to accomplish is to have a civil discussion of controversial and fundamental issues which effect the mental health of us all. We live in a very sick society. The prevalence of drugs and alcohol should teach you that reality. Artificial means to induce altered states so that one can function in life is a sure sign of a mental problem. You may not be diagnosed with a mental illness but if you need that six pack to escape every Friday and Saturday night or a to smoke a joint of marijuana every now and then, you have a problem.
So the paper eagle roars. I don’t need to get out a soapbox to stand upon like the heroes of the IWW as the computer provides such a format. I welcome all, especially those who share a common interest in helping all in our society.
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Kaniecki, J. (2018). The Paper Eagle Roars. Psych Central. Retrieved on February 22, 2018, from https://blogs.psychcentral.com/fragments/2018/01/the-paper-eagle-roars/