in remembrance

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i wrote this on my blog, and wished to share it with you. it's sad and it's raw, but i consider a lot of you my online family and hope you can appreciate the words behind it. and of course, that we will always remember.



in remembrance

almost five years later, it still stings, still burns as if it were yesterday.

i still see the black plumes rising from my vantage point in the east campus highrise.

watching Inside 911 (www.inside911.com) on the national geographic channel, i am reminded of the evil, the conflict that has been and seemingly will always be in this world. i struggle to understand how any religion or belief system could advocate the wanton killing of another human being, no matter their race, their creed, their ideals.

the images are seared into my skull: the planes slamming into the Towers (11 and 175), into the Pentagon (77), and the fourth grounded in a Pennsylvanian field (93).

i can recall with crystal clarity the perpetual numbness of that day, the outrage of the nation, and particularly the catatonic state of new yorkers. we were united in our shock. we were united in our pain.

on a day where the world witnessed greatest evil, the only solace that can be taken is in the bravery and courage of those on flight 93 who prevented a fourth catastrophe; the only comfort to be found is in seeing that, in a time of extraordinary turmoil, the american spirit banded together when called upon by complete strangers.

their deaths deserve eternal remembrance.

almost five years later, it still stings, still burns as if it were yesterday.

to this day i cannot hear the phrase 9/11 without a great sadness welling up inside me, a sorrow so deep it cuts to my bones. even as i write this tears creep into my eyes. may the innocent souls of those departed find a peace that outweighs the fear of their last moments on earth.

and always on impulse, i simultaneously wish that the souls of the perpetrators burn in the deepest circle of their hell.

but tonight, i changed my mind. there is enough hate, enough vitriol coursing through mankind's veins. the cycle must, needs, to end somewhere, so let it end with me.

may you find the errors of your ways in your afterlife. may you find forgiveness from those lives you so wrongly took.

and may the rest of us never forget that day.

in remembrance, 9-11-2001.
 
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There are times when you read something that strikes a nerve. It says all that needs to be said. Don't be surprised if you see a lot of people read this without adding any comments, Jerryaki.

You've hit that nerve.
 
#4
i struggle to understand how any religion or belief system could advocate the wanton killing of another human being, no matter their race, their creed, their ideals.
then i struggle to understand why these men are compelled to seek this "test of martyrdom."
 
#5
Thanks for posting this, jerry. It's very powerful. I can't believe it's been almost five years, although sometimes it seems like a lot longer just because of how everything everywhere has changed so much as a result.
 
#7
but tonight, i changed my mind. there is enough hate, enough vitriol coursing through mankind's veins. the cycle must, needs, to end somewhere, so let it end with me.

may you find the errors of your ways in your afterlife. may you find forgiveness from those lives you so wrongly took.

and may the rest of us never forget that day.
My favorite part. Great post, thanks for sharing.
 
#9
Awesome. Let those lives who were senselessly taken on that day, and all those in war since and those who have died from diseases from that day and all those who are destined to perish as a results memories be of the PEACE that must come from this.

Eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.

We have much to work on for the future, lest we have no future at all.
 
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but tonight, i changed my mind. there is enough hate, enough vitriol coursing through mankind's veins. the cycle must, needs, to end somewhere, so let it end with me.

may you find the errors of your ways in your afterlife. may you find forgiveness from those lives you so wrongly took.

and may the rest of us never forget that day.

in remembrance, 9-11-2001.
I've been meaning to comment on this, the italized part has long been part of my philosophy of living.

I really appreciate you sharing it with us. I will be flying my flag tomorrow and be hoping that everyone joins in the rememberance.
 
#12
Wow, five years already. My mom was actually visiting me from New York that week of all timing. She and I were up early that morning, so we saw it happening live on TV. I went on to work as usual, but they sent us home after a couple of hours, as who could really concentrate on work?
 
#13
I went to work that day and stayed until closing.

Luckily the office was dead, however, because about 98% of the time I was there was spent glued to the TV and making phone calls all over the place trying to find my girlfriend, who was scheduled to fly back home from New York that morning.
 
#14
Great post, Jerryaki.

It was early in the morning for me, I just got to work (Eddie Bauer in downtown San Francisco) and was listening to a sportstalk show on my walkman radio. When the guy mentioned seeing "something out of the movie "Independence Day" on his TV, I switched to different news radio stations, even TV bands (ABC came in the best for me) for audio. Suprisingly, the TV bands were more informative at the moment. We were 10 or so blocks from the TransAmerica Building (skinny pyramid building in the SF skyline), and the store manager sent everyone home 2 1/2 hours before we were scheduled to open. I got home just in time to see the first tower collapse. I was glued to my TV the rest of that day and the following day.

5 years later, I find 9/11 to be more significant to me now than it was at the time. As horrific and mesmerizing as the images on the TV were, I didn't share the same measure of violation most other Americans felt, mostly due to my background as an Air Force brat growing up overseas in Germany.

I remember being evacuated from the elementary school on base on 2 occasions because of bomb threats shortly after the airstikes against Khadafi in Lybia, passing by MP's and bomb sniffing dogs.

I remember my dad taking me to the ZULU alert hanger on the flightline and explaining to me that if any Soviet aircraft violated NATO airspace, these 4 F-15's would be the first to launch and engage them; World war III starts here.

I remember wondering if radioactive fallout from Chernobyl would reach us in Germany.

I wasn't traumatized by all of this; rather it informed and enhanced my understanding of the world. I already knew the world was a dangerous place; I didn't lose a false sense of security I never possessed in the first place. The reason this anniversary affects me more today than 5 years ago is my dismay at the fear that still seems to overwhelm the collective psyche of Americans today.

Along with Jerryaki's call for forgiveness, I would add a call for courage;

the courage to hold on to the principles of justice and democracy that made America the exception to the banal empires of the past;

the courage to question not only your leaders, but yourselves - to examine long held assumptions and inform yourself intellecually and spiritually;

the courage to treat the most vile and hateful of your enemies as human beings, since it is essential to affirming your own humanity.
 
#16
thank you all. i flew back from miami to new york today, and the events of that day stayed in my mind until i finally fell asleep.

i hope everyone can draw forgiveness and courage from their memories, and always honor those fallen in their hearts, this day and every day.
 

6th

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Every year on 9/11 our thoughts will return to the horrible atrocities inflicted on the American people in 2001. The fortunate among us will also reflect on the Great American Spirit that was displayed in the days and weeks that followed.

Each year, as we reflect, may we heed Jerryaki's advice and follow his example by understanding that "there is enough hate, enough vitriol coursing through mankind's veins. the cycle must, needs, to end somewhere, so let it end with me."