This journal is not going to die. I hope to revive it. Perhaps it will be revived with the new year, and a resolution.

However, seeing as how this journal forced me to record my own life for a year (faithfully a year, and unfaithfully a year and a half) I found it time to do urge myself into action within the same context of media.

I haven't done any research as to who else is doing this, but that really has no bearing on my own personal agenda. If you have been a constant reader of my journal, or landed here by complete accident, well it's no suprise that my next adventure concerns the politics of my homeland, America.

After so many late-night, early-morning, over-lunch discussions with my dear friends both here and in the states, talking about the current state of the world, I always found myself post-discussion quite empty. Being empty is a horrific feeling, especially when you feel you have a voice. I have never pretended to have a voice other than my own, and my own opions, though they continue to be formed over time by events, literature, music, and personal conquests. I have found myself over the past year, especially, calling the world a well-oiled machine. (no reference to Iraqi oil, mind you, only a well lubricated machine.) The lubrication is money, power and the betterment of a few privledged, untoughable few. Some extreme right would call it the workings of the end of the world, and some leftists would simply label it as globalization. (which is a fair label to a certain extent)

Regardless, I'm sick of my own explanation. It has become so easy for me to say that it's out of our hands. Germaine Greer spewed forth a monologe to a figeting crowd of feminists, myself included, exactly that. (paraphrased: "we need the system to completely fail in order for us to change the course of events" which is even more loosely paraphrased as: "the world is on a track we cannot possible sustainc" which is more loosely paraphrsed as: "we need revolution.")

I can think of no reason to disagree. I can think of no reason to go about my daily life with this as the end result. I should remind myself that there are things from my Christian upbringing that, when applied to my own situation, still ring true.

I can do all things, through christ who strengthens me. Though I no longer say that christ is my strength, I find strength through those who love me and support me in all of my endeavors, however pointless some of them be.

Whosoever shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; and shall not doubt in his heart, but shall believe that those things which he saith shall come to pass; he shall have whatsoever he saith.

For truly I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you shall say to this mountain, "Move from here to there" and it shall move; and nothing shall be impossible to you.