When a parent dies your world is turned upside down. That is what happened to me when my dad passed. He had been sick for a while and I helped him with his final arrangements. We cleared out the furniture and the belongings. It was a trying time for him, my sisters and myself. At the same time, we had to place my mother in a care facility to help with her Alzheimer’s.
In these times of unrest and uncertainty, we must look within ourselves to find that seed of what makes us great, what makes us strong, what makes us Americans.
You know that feeling of déjà vu? When something feels so familiar, you must have experienced it before? We have all felt it at some time or another. Sometimes it is a little thing like a place you have never been to seeming familiar. Other times it is a big thing where you hear someone speaking and you know what they will say and how you will answer because it is like watching a scene from a movie for a second time. We have all felt it and passed it off as just an odd occurrence. But what if it is something more happening? What if that sense of déjà vu is actually a sign of how the whole space time continuum works?
“That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government.”
The ground is stained red with gallons of blood spilled daily. There is a stench of death lurking in the air. With giant blades men tear flesh from bone in an animalistic manner, slicing each piece into long strips of hide and blubber. This is the world of the whaling factory. The carcass of a sperm whale lies on its side as men tear away the blubber to use for oil. The mouth hangs open as if in a last heartfelt scream of agony before death consumed it. On this cold morning, the men are warmed by the heat rising from the carcass as they slice into it. When the cutting is over, the remains are hauled away to be used for such things as dog food.