Terry Schiavo

[Guest guest]

Brain dead, non-ambulatory, can't speak, yet those close to her are

quite adamant in their belief that she is *more* than still alive,

she is *responsive*.

 

How can they be so, what's the right word here... STUPID!?!

Yes, they love her.

Yes, they care about her.

Yes, yes, yes.

 

But, their only arguments to keep her alive - beyond what most

thinking humans would believe tolerable (though, in her state, she

can't tell what's going on anyway) - is based upon an utter,

bald-faced, lie.

 

She is no longer even human - when the brain is dead, and the brain

is where thinking occurs - the human is dead. The body is not dead,

of course, and they can keep it alive for many more decades, hell,

possibly even centuries, but Terry died a long time ago.

 

So why are there SOOOOO MANY PEOPLE fighting over her?

Now, the Congress has gotten into the act - by subpoenaing her, they

effectively inhibit anyone from unhooking her feeding tube.

 

What a flagrant abuse of power, and that's EXACTLY what it is, from

the parents, and the husband, to the Florida state legistlature, the

Florida Governor, and now the Congress. It is a power struggle,

between the more dominant and the less dominant, the more powerful

and the less powerful.

 

And not a one of them - not one human being amongst them - is

controlling the events unfolding today. They are all quite caught up

in the waveform, and their thought processes are merely verbalizing

which part of the wave each believes he is located.

 

There is a real power behind all of this, and then there are

faux/apparent powers that are embodied in various human lifeforms

strutting their stuff in public, and then there are the truly

powerless - us, the rest of the world - who have no part in this...

except by commenting about it... ad nauseum.

 

There is a real and definite connection between events and human talk

about events, and the movement of energy between the dominant and

submissive (thoughts) is the dance that movement plays out in our

heads.

 

Care to dance?