The Separation Is Getting Closer Apart Page 1
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Today when I woke up, I realized I was really living out lifes dream. I mean I wasn't in shock or
surprise on some miraculous scale or level, but then again I was thankful and seriously
wondering why I was alive living in this moment. You see I've deeply realized that each
morning I wake up is a blessing, and is another day shorter to the inevitable, death. Its also
another chance to apply what I learned yesterday, to hopefully make today that much better
which will make tomorrow if it comes, better than today. But what I truly realized is that I'm dying
ya'll, and I'm starting to realize it more and more each moment I'm alive. I'm doing so many
bad things to myself. I'm not getting enough sleep, I'm smoking too many Cuban cigars and all
sorts of things that turns the odds against me when you really think about it. I hear and read all
of the scientific studies saying too much milk is bad for you, too much meat and other things
that can do all sorts of things to your body and longevity in living, but I continue doing them. Its
not that I ignore them when they come face to face with me, but my attention to them is
selective, and does fall on deaf ears and sight when I justify why I do them. Maybe I don't care
or believe the studies I read, but if not, what do I believe in, and why?
Now I'm still young in age, young at heart and enjoy the things life has to offer. I realize that
some of the things I do are bad for me, but I justify them with reasonings that balance or
even tip the scales in my favor. I mean life is serious enough, so I have to have fun right? I
mean we all are going to eventually expire anyway, so why should I worry about it now? I
mean if people don't want to inhale the smoke of one of my hundred dollar cigars, they
should move away from it, shouldn't they? Who cares if one of my friends smokes
marijuana and enjoys it, its his body and brain cells he's destroying, so why does the
government care if its legal or not? This is my world, my body and my choice, and being a
tax paying citizen, I'm exercising my amendments and constitutional rights to operate
within the parameters of the law. That's why I vote, or support causes that further my way
of living, to do what I want, when and how I want to, where I want to do them. But there's
a flip side to that and its this, I'm one in a few billion, and the separation we all are trying
to bring together, is growing closer apart, if we know it or not.
Now as I reflect on all of the things I've heard, the many things I've experienced, learned
and forgotten, I try to define this way of thinking. Rumor has it that you are what you eat,
and say and act out what you know. So I ask if I am the product of lobsters, porterhouse
steaks and fine cuisine, or candy bars, cigars and fast food, combined with a college
education and a degree from the streets of hard knocks? It is also said that once the
rubber meets the road, an cohesive bond is created and each becomes part of the
other, when its all said and done. But what is it after that, the rubber and road I mean.
What becomes of the creation between the rubber and the road that now exist, and or is
it forgotten or left as just an after thought, before it is thought of? That's why I say I'm
dying, facing death while living with the thought of it. What will become of what I left,
if I'm not right beside it to go on as I carried on when I was here? To me, dying is easy,
its living that scares me to death. I'm not scared of dying, but I'm not trying to over
power death either. We as humans sometimes feel invincible, or like we are the
exception to the rule when we justify the things we do for reasons that go against the
grain society provides or common knowledge. We feel as though that we are immune
to bad things, as we are great to the experiences that are obviously happening when
you really think about it. I hear so many times how people think that certain things are
too good to be true, when they are happening to them. I'm not saying everything is,
but at least for that moment or in the eyes of the moment, they are. Now how long
they or it last is another thing, as in the things we do to keep them going. But for the
most part, on some level and on someones standard and thoughts of a moment,
things that are happening or seem to be too good or bad, are not and are happening.
At least for that moment or in the eyes of the situation that is that good or bad.
I think if I wasn't an astute businessman, not a generic man doing business, but a
businessman, I would be a lobbyist or worldwide advocate for communication. I
think its fascinating the way people adapt, adjust and excel in whatever situation that
appears in front of them. How many overlook the positiveness in how they overcame
adversity, and now a current survivor in something that can pave the way for not
traveling down that road again. But just like tobacco, meat and other things that are
bad for us, we sometimes lose focus and give in to the temptation of overcoming what
we have already conquered. We justify it with reasoning, or an excuse on why we
select not to do the common sense thing. We once again feel invincible, or like we are
immune to the things that will obviously come from this reoccurring theme. Its not good
or bad, right or wrong or anything that can be rationally explained. All it is, is life, and the
lessons learned or forgotten by its students for one justifiable reason or another.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Today when I woke up, I realized I was really living out lifes dream. I mean I wasn't in shock or
surprise on some miraculous scale or level, but then again I was thankful and seriously
wondering why I was alive living in this moment. You see I've deeply realized that each
morning I wake up is a blessing, and is another day shorter to the inevitable, death. Its also
another chance to apply what I learned yesterday, to hopefully make today that much better
which will make tomorrow if it comes, better than today. But what I truly realized is that I'm dying
ya'll, and I'm starting to realize it more and more each moment I'm alive. I'm doing so many
bad things to myself. I'm not getting enough sleep, I'm smoking too many Cuban cigars and all
sorts of things that turns the odds against me when you really think about it. I hear and read all
of the scientific studies saying too much milk is bad for you, too much meat and other things
that can do all sorts of things to your body and longevity in living, but I continue doing them. Its
not that I ignore them when they come face to face with me, but my attention to them is
selective, and does fall on deaf ears and sight when I justify why I do them. Maybe I don't care
or believe the studies I read, but if not, what do I believe in, and why?
Now I'm still young in age, young at heart and enjoy the things life has to offer. I realize that
some of the things I do are bad for me, but I justify them with reasonings that balance or
even tip the scales in my favor. I mean life is serious enough, so I have to have fun right? I
mean we all are going to eventually expire anyway, so why should I worry about it now? I
mean if people don't want to inhale the smoke of one of my hundred dollar cigars, they
should move away from it, shouldn't they? Who cares if one of my friends smokes
marijuana and enjoys it, its his body and brain cells he's destroying, so why does the
government care if its legal or not? This is my world, my body and my choice, and being a
tax paying citizen, I'm exercising my amendments and constitutional rights to operate
within the parameters of the law. That's why I vote, or support causes that further my way
of living, to do what I want, when and how I want to, where I want to do them. But there's
a flip side to that and its this, I'm one in a few billion, and the separation we all are trying
to bring together, is growing closer apart, if we know it or not.
Now as I reflect on all of the things I've heard, the many things I've experienced, learned
and forgotten, I try to define this way of thinking. Rumor has it that you are what you eat,
and say and act out what you know. So I ask if I am the product of lobsters, porterhouse
steaks and fine cuisine, or candy bars, cigars and fast food, combined with a college
education and a degree from the streets of hard knocks? It is also said that once the
rubber meets the road, an cohesive bond is created and each becomes part of the
other, when its all said and done. But what is it after that, the rubber and road I mean.
What becomes of the creation between the rubber and the road that now exist, and or is
it forgotten or left as just an after thought, before it is thought of? That's why I say I'm
dying, facing death while living with the thought of it. What will become of what I left,
if I'm not right beside it to go on as I carried on when I was here? To me, dying is easy,
its living that scares me to death. I'm not scared of dying, but I'm not trying to over
power death either. We as humans sometimes feel invincible, or like we are the
exception to the rule when we justify the things we do for reasons that go against the
grain society provides or common knowledge. We feel as though that we are immune
to bad things, as we are great to the experiences that are obviously happening when
you really think about it. I hear so many times how people think that certain things are
too good to be true, when they are happening to them. I'm not saying everything is,
but at least for that moment or in the eyes of the moment, they are. Now how long
they or it last is another thing, as in the things we do to keep them going. But for the
most part, on some level and on someones standard and thoughts of a moment,
things that are happening or seem to be too good or bad, are not and are happening.
At least for that moment or in the eyes of the situation that is that good or bad.
I think if I wasn't an astute businessman, not a generic man doing business, but a
businessman, I would be a lobbyist or worldwide advocate for communication. I
think its fascinating the way people adapt, adjust and excel in whatever situation that
appears in front of them. How many overlook the positiveness in how they overcame
adversity, and now a current survivor in something that can pave the way for not
traveling down that road again. But just like tobacco, meat and other things that are
bad for us, we sometimes lose focus and give in to the temptation of overcoming what
we have already conquered. We justify it with reasoning, or an excuse on why we
select not to do the common sense thing. We once again feel invincible, or like we are
immune to the things that will obviously come from this reoccurring theme. Its not good
or bad, right or wrong or anything that can be rationally explained. All it is, is life, and the
lessons learned or forgotten by its students for one justifiable reason or another.