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The South Asian Crisis
Posted Jan 8, 2005
***I write essays. I wrote this when I heard of the earthquake and tsunami that wrecked havoc on South Asia. I could not post this on my Journal immediately, but now each of you can read this or not.***
Hello Everybody,
The disaster in South Asia has fortunately gotten the attention of our eyes through our TV sets. I have read many of the posts here as I have also kept up to date with the news.
Fortunately --and right now I cannot put my sentiment into other words-- this disaster has brought nations of the world together to help with the relief effort to help those in South Asia who suffered the earthquake and tsunami. The numbers of dead is now 100,000 (and still counting), and many of the world's nations are sending millions of dollars and whatever other aid to help bury the dead and to rebuild the water-ravaged South Asian countries.
Often when I watch the news, I see that people do not react as promptly by offering their help when war (or people killing people) happens as a crisis. This current crisis is terrible but I ask how often do we turn away in apathy when we see, in the news, a crisis of suffering and of murder, or of people killing people? This tragedy of the tsunami has now prompted History's Largest Relief Effort. Because of this force of nature --or because of the earthquake and the waves of water which rushed onto the shores of Sumatra and Java (the islands of Indonesia), the shores of Thailand, Sri Lanka, India's beaches and finally the southeastern beaches of Africa-- people react with compassion instead of apathy or indifference. It seems that a force which is not done by people brings people together to care about one another and to work together to survive. When people kill people, I often see that onlookers do not prompt themselves en mass to alleviate the crisis of those suffering. I speculate that when war happens, we leave people to their own devices or we rationalize that murder (or death) done by war is acceptable. Moreover, we rationalize that war (because it is under people's control) can be started and stopped at any time unlike Nature's Phenomena such as a tsunami. So, when a force of nature hits, such as a tsunami, and people are murdered by this outside force that is not under anyone's control, then it is this time that people come immediately together to help one another to survive. At this time, people rationalize that nature's phenomena are out of humanity's control, which then scares people to come to work together to survive instead of using the invention of war as a way of life.
I am not talking in this way as an observing alien but by a grim understanding of the human condition. My mom put it best concerning human nature: She said that if a thief came upon Martyn (my brother) and I when we were squabbling in the backseat of the car, him and I would refocus our attention and then work together (get along) to survive and to stop the thief. …So look at the thief as an outside force out of my brother's and mine own control, which is the reason why him and I have stopped fighting because of the immediacy of the thief's attack. We do not have time to blame each other for the thief's presence but to work together for us to survive the situation.
I am thankful that humanity has compassion for what has happened to South Asia instead of being uncaring or worse. Wars happen all the time, and do observers (those not involved) often mourn over those who kill each other and over those who are murdered in places far removed from them? The only time people cry for each other when war happens is when they are involved and their family and their friends have been murdered. For instance, people in Dafur (in Africa) have been fighting and murdering each other for some time now, and do those who watch the news prompt themselves en mass to care about that situation? I don't see much comment of it in the news. Do international witnesses move en mass to resolve that crisis and then finally rebuild the war-ravaged Dafur area? I think not ...not by what I've seen so far.
Humanity lives on a prison planet in which we kill each other over tribal reasons. We fight each other and kill each other over the idea that "land can't be shared" (or the scarcity of resources is a reason to kill), and finally because of differing world perspectives, culture and opinions. When earthquakes, tsunamis, tornadoes, mudslides (to name a few) does not happen, person fights person and people fight people. But when natural disasters happen, people refocus their attention to then work together to survive.
Bless this current state of humanity (the people of now and today) for caring and moving en mass to help alleviate the suffering of their fellow man, woman, and child in South Asia. Bless all of us for being noble and not apathetic toward those who died and those who are suffering in South Asia.
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The Black Lake as part of the University
Posted Dec 14, 2004
In this dream I appear in Laurentian University (the one I am enrolled in outside of my dreams), and in
this place I see students as usual. All the students are going throughout the university to the class they
need to go to, to the room they need to be at, or they are at the library, or milling about in the halls, or
they are in the cafeteria.
The students are everywhere and going in whichever direction within the university they choose to go
in. I walk along in the hall of the section of the Student Residence I live in. This hallway goes to and
from the Student Residence to either the classroom buildings or back again. This hallway looks like the
typical university hallway that you know (so use your imagination). The hallway was not important to
look at but who joined me, as company, mattered.
The person who walked along with me to the classroom building was not recognizable (so I must say
this person was A HE but I did not know who he was).
As we walked, he then started to speak to me:
"Leiann, do you know that Today is Hallowe'en?"
I replied, "No."
He further said,
"Did you know that Hallowe'en is the time when the Spirits are allowed to come from the other side?
Did you know that they are then allowed to dispossess human souls from the people's bodies to then
possess their bodies?"
To that I said, "Really?!"
"Oh yes," he said. "Not only that, the human souls go to hell because of that."
"What?!" I said in greater surprise.
I puzzled about this as we walked along. Then we entered a place where the doorway to the classroom
buildings should have been. This door instead opened to let us into a space (a massive room) with a
black lake in the middle of it.
I looked throughout this room with the lake sprawled and flowing in the middle of its floor. The man
beside me (whom I walked along with) was then behind me, and he said as he also looked at the lake:
"The Spirits come out of this lake. They come from the bottom to then grab people and drag those
people down."
He *sighed* and furthermore added,
"The Students in the University always come here after they are done their stay at the University. They
can't avoid this place. This black lake is the end they have to meet before they can leave the
University."
I puzzled over this statement of his, to which he finally added:
"You have to go into the lake."
To that, I then found that I was have submerged in the black lake up to my waistline. I fretted at my
predicatment, and I then began to treadwater. But a Spirit (with reaching arms) came from beneath
me and then grabbed me around my waist.
The Spirit held my waist with strong unrelenting arms, and he (because I felt that the Spirit's strength
was that of a man's strength) began to pull me under. ...To which, I resisted his weight.
But he pulled me under and I sank. I sank, and sank, and sank until I felt I was halfway to the bottom
of the lake (to the place of No Return). At this halfway point, I grumbled out bubbles as I said in
defiance,
"You will not pull me further down. You will not take me over. I belong to another. I belong to God.
My soul belongs to God. I do not submit to you."
I grumbled out bubbles as I grimaced my face and as I kicked my legs and as I pushed the Spirit back
with my elbows.
The Spirit then let go of me, and I reached toward the surface of the black lake. I swam, and I swam
until I broke the surface of the lake and emerged. I pulled myself along the water toward the shore,
and then I stepped out.
I turned, as I stood, to see if anything else was going to come out. But it was only I who emerged.
My dream ends.
The End.
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Status Report
Posted Dec 13, 2004
Concerning status of Leiann Marie Hill
>>the email address of [email protected] has been sufficiently retrieved
>>[email protected] was not taken over by an Internetland gremlin but only the system (the land itself) kept her from her rightful owner named Leiann Marie Hill
>>Leiann Marie Hill is no longer irritated
>>Leiann Marie Hill has also been sufficiently accepted into Elfwood as a Guild member writer ...good for her!
>>>however, what she has submitted to be published is under review. So Leiann Marie Hill won't have anything up as of yet.
>>>Leiann Marie Hill has also accomplished reviewing and editing her friend Silvana's essay on "Poverty"
>>>AS OF NOW, Leiann Marie Hill has to also review and edit her awesome Spanish-Canadian friend, Silvana's, essay concerning "Prostitution"
>>>AS OF NOW CONCERNING Leiann Marie Hill's opinion on poverty and prostitution: Both subjects begin with the letter *p* but also are a source of irritation. However, Leiann Marie Hill still remains calm and will not be submitted to that miserable friend called "Irritated All The Time"
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Concerning the link to My Avatar
Posted Dec 13, 2004
http://www.angelfire.com/hero/alynnaserenity/
Notice the above link, and the words *hero* and *alynnaserenity*. Alynna and Serenity are two different words and not together in the same name.
Alynna was the name I first ascribed to my character (what I first called my character based on myself) before it happened upon me that I should call her ViveAnn. The name of Serenity is what Alynna takes on when she metamorphosizes into the maniacial and depraved joker called Serenity.
Although the name "Alynna" has been permanently changed into "ViveAnn", Serenity remains the same.
The epic story that I will be uploading (as episodes) is the Story of ViveAnn.
I feel that I need to give birth to it --The Story of ViveAnn-- because it has been in me for 7 years since 1998 up until NOW. However, I am very shy about showing this creation of mine. I am actually more brave in showing my dreams and not this epic story. I don't have a problem that stops me from posting what I dream about, but I do seem to have a problem that stops me from posting what I really daydream about. I am afraid that my daydream will seem like an ugly baby that only I, the mother, could love.
But I must let this epic out.
...Hopefully, it will survive in this world.
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Source of Irritation
Posted Dec 13, 2004
[email protected] is a victim of some nefarious foe
The above email address cannot be retrieved nor accessed by Leiann Marie Hill.
Hotmail is now a source of irritation that Leiann Marie Hill wants to fix.
Hotmail is a problem because it blocks Leiann Marie Hill from retrieving and from accessing her dearly beloved email address, [email protected]
*sigh*
[email protected] needs to be rescued. Leiann Marie Hill fears the worst
If this email address has been annexed or taken over by some nefarious unseen force, then Leiann Marie Hill (by her willpower) will resolve the situation. So most likely, Leiann Marie Hill, will contact the Hotmail staff --the keepers of the Hotmail domain-- and make her case telling them that she needs to rescue her leiann_marie_hill@hotmail email address.
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