I remember that time...... Before the country changed, even before the bad years. It was a place where you still felt young when you were young, not bombarded by the news of the world at all angles and levels while you were not even old enough to go to school. A place before the fear on the face of the nation became your fear, whether you liked it or not. Where time didn't seem so quick. I remember when food was everywhere, and it didn't seem to come from charity or corporations. When water was good, even in the big cities, before the strife with the water, that which began it all. That place, that time, before much thought was given to roadside bombs, or airplanes bringing down tall buidlings. When the economy made itself, not enslaved My people. Yes, I remember that place..... We used to play stickball in the streets, while the big military cargo planes roared over head, all day long. I can remember driving, to school even, at 16! Shoot man until I was in the 11th grade they had a smoke-hole, and let kids smoke at school. Sure, a few things were bad then, a little unruly, kinda like the times were then; but nothing like the times now. Unruly in a sense back then meant you were a free spirit. Then for a long time it meant something else, a radical, uncool, kinda like it was in the beginning of the transformation. I was too young to really remember it, except for bits of flashes. Hell man I remember when being cool meant you didn't tow the line, accept the rhetoric, keep your place! No man, I remember when the knotty pine made this place shine, not when it was just another blemish to sand out of the finish, to be held under the grind. When it was easier to make something off of originality, not easy money by trying to make them all the same. I rember good times.... Even when for a few decades everyone knew it was winding down. We had great times. There was some kind of sense of hope that someone could pull it off. Then no one really wanted to find that someone, or something anymore, they each wanted his own, and none were very good. It became hollow, then the Numbers began. At first it just looked undefined. Then over time as the old guard weakened when schemes to force the people into slavery failed as one big massive ponzi scheme, a distant rumble, it was the citizens of the nation, beginning to awake. Trouble started slowly, then it seemed the whole earth turned against us, massive storms and droughts, revolutions everywhere; they had been with us the last decade before The Change; then the ice melted and The Disease was released. Yes, this time was before the plagues. I can still remember when they used to let churches onto the public broadcasts and say if you sent them money God would do something for you. This was before all that got recorded and used to prove fraud against millions of them. To think, anyone could do that, or would do that, but they did. It was easy. Like I say, things got strange. Freedom became more defined, and narrow, for a while. That too, didn't last long.... Of course after the Restrictions, there were all kinds of backlashes. From the unemployed, the unions, to the homeless. They all seemed to be everywhere. I can recall a few years or so after those first coverge-style protests began, when violence began in earnest, long after the arrests, when the system began to come down. That's really when people got scared. When the systems began to come down. It had been that way, their way, for so long, and all these parts had aspired to be one. In the end it became many, with different documents, and places. It was a different place then. Not such a hell on earth that reigned for well over that first generation. We call them the scarred generation, because they were the first not to know what it was like before, or at least to have lived in part of it prior to The Changes. For their time was when in earnest it all began, the Destructions. It took a while to take hold, then it was unstoppable. There were so many, and they were everywhere. It wasn't like it just snuck up. It had been there in The Word. People wanted to laugh about religion till things got serious. Before God became real. Even today people deny things. Some will always believe a lie. The wars didn't last long though. I can remember when the videos first came out. It wasn't a matter of just doing it, timing was more important than anything, really, except The Message. It's had to believe then that the Truth was just a joke, that anyone believed in such nonsense anymore. Especially considering the source; when it turned out to be something the media could not define and determine. I suppose God left them no other choice. It stemmed from The Disgrace. It had been ignored so long it really was spectacular when it happened. I always hate technology, but it could not have happened without it, on either side. I told folks then we'd all better hope Justice was done, because the Truth is not always just the facts. Lots of time it involves so much it all is hard to comprehend. Then though, it was obvious. When they started terraforming and building out, creating civilizations on worlds out there, then in a way things became great again. Even better than before you could say, with all the advances in health care and a fair even system for all to partake of The Gifts. Still it was different in that other Time. In between it took a bit of time to get there. Don't we all know. Many didn't think we'd make it. I think, no, this I know. God has mercy. Now I look back and yeah, it did seem like a new era began. Things felt different. So much was fixed after the Unrest, after the Destructions. I might have lived through the beginning, but as the prophet once said, I guess that we'll meet, we'll meet in the end! Man it was different back then. See, it was the people who finally did it, with no small show. It, like I say, was strange. In many ways. They forced those who believed themselves to be masters of force to finally listen. It was not pretty. I still think of friends from then. I cannot cry, but the energy of their memory is so strong, so powerful. It is emotionally moving. I am blessed to see them now and again..... I remember that time, their time, our time. I remember that place too. It wasn't really an apocalypse, or how the books and movies made it out to be. What was that book everyone read? It had just a year for a name. 1984? Yeah. No it wasn't really like that, or even how the prophets said.....hmmmm, strange though if you look at how the Destructions when down. Yeah, like I say it was strange. Kinda like that in the run-up. What year was that book written? Yeah I remember laughing when that year did come around cause you could still live openly then. Before the Disgrace became the truth, we used to tear it down! Really, no one cared or paid much attention. People thought it was bad then, but it was great! Of course life can be, usually seems to be, when you're in school. Yet even when I got old, for a long time we still had that place, long after 1984 both literally and figuratively, before kids killed kids, IN the damn high schools. Before the propaganda raped the nation. Way before then, I remember that place. YES! I remember that nation. Man was there ever love for that place! It was still a nation then! Before the poisons ruined the water. Before your life became a number. Before men really knew about Holy Thunder. Before the nations came down on their knees. I remember the United States! Oh hell yes I do! It was one of those nations, I was alive then. Let me tell you some stories of the crazy, wonderful things we used to do...... WTW 11/12/2057

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