on that fateful day, that sunny september morning, i knew my life would change. everything would be different from then on; my views, my attitude, my life.
i turned to my closest friends and said "this is a turning point."

they didn't care.

one said that she was sick of talking about the attacks. i was in disbelief. thousands dead. some of the tallest buildings in the world now in rubble. an entire religion under suspision. how could you become sick of talking of this? the world was changing before our eyes, and we were sitting there, drinking our 10% fruit cocktails and eating deep-fried potatoes. i knew my life was changing.
the world would never be the same again.

it boggles my mind what could motivate someone to kill over four thousand people. but i think i know. it is the uncaring attitude of the american government. not the american people, but the american government. their imperialistic attitudes was their downfall. but do they change? no. they have used the tragedy of septmber 11th as justification for their 'war on terrorism'. the bombing of afghanistan. the iraqi war. the tensions with north korea. and their undying support for the israeli cause.
they want to rid the world of all terrorists.
that's suicide.

i do not wish death upon anyone- it is a terrible thing. i mourn the death of even a single human being. war is not the answer; there is no justification in the murder of thousands. no justification in the use of weapons of mass destruction, and that includes the american's MOAB missiles. no justice in the destruction of land, archaeological sites, the looting of museums. we cannot continue with our destructuve ways. we are entering the bleak future II of war.

september 11. the end of everything arrives.