The 150 souls onboard Flight 9525
Yesterday’s horrific plane lane crash reminds us all how precarious our futures are. Infants and their parents, teachers and schoolchildren, people from all walks of life shared their final eight minutes of life together.
All of their collective hopes and dreams were squeezed into an Airbus along with the love of their families and friends.
I can’t help but dwell on what those eight minutes may have felt like. Reports say it was a controlled descent. It’s possible the passengers didn’t know at first what was even happening. Eventually the bliss of ignorance had to have been shattered. I hope it was just for a matter of seconds.
All of their lives are now dreams interrupted. There are children who will not be born to the future mothers on that flight. The cure for disease may have been discovered by one of those kids. It’s endless, the possibilities. The immensity of the loss reaches to the infinity that those souls are now a part of.
Eight minutes. The time it takes to take a shower. Eight minutes. Take the dog for a walk.
Eight minutes. Make a fruit salad. Eight minutes. Organize your sock drawer.
Eight minutes. That’s all the had. Eight minutes was the rest of their lives.
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You’ve got a friend…..
In the dog eat dog world we all inhabit and with all the doom and gloom that surrounds the globe, it is more than refreshing to see two different species in harmony together.
There are mixed opinions regarding the authenticity of the picture. Is it real or not? Someone has come forward claiming to be the photographer.
Really, I don’t care.
True or staged I revel in the imagery. The possibility alone lifts my spirits. I am refusing to travel down the path of those who claim the weasel could be attacking the woodpecker. It has been suggesting the woodpecker is taking it to its home for diner. I equally maintain ignorance that some suggest it is pornographic.
Can we for once, as people of the human race, just take it for what it is? Two different species acting as one. They are achieving balance no matter what their individual motives are. Up and down, left and right they are working in tandem to stay aloft.
Theyre doing better than we are.
We can all take a lesson from this picture and the message it could be giving us. Let’s choose to collectively think of it as one friend giving another a ride. Maybe a joyride. Perhaps a ride home, or a lift to the other side of town.
Simplistic? Maybe. Maybe we should all extend ourselves to those we wouldn’t normally. Even if it looks funny or goes against our nature it’s possible we have skills that could assist someone who doesn’t. It really doesn’t matter if someone in need looks like us or walks like us. It might just be possible that the bigger the difference between two individuals who help each other the greater number of people between them can be inspired.
Here’s some more pictures of animals interacting with other animals: