The Snows of Vigilance are coming. They bring freshness, purity
and cover the blood of Terrorism, bury the drops of pain and suffering
of those who are victims of the Beast of Terror's wrath.
Is covering up Terrorism good or bad? When the snow melts,
will we all return to Fear, Intimidation and Complacency?
5, 2003—Ground Zero Plus 814
The Snows Of Vigilance Are Falling
Editor, New York City Combat Correspondent News
GROUND ZER0, New York, N.Y.--Dec. 5, 2003-- The
Snows of Vigilance are falling on Terrorism. Pure, white, puffy
flakes parachute from gray cotton candy clouds, landing on the tongues
of children who stand with heads back, tongues out, arms outstretched
to taste the pristine flavor of winter's Vigilance.
........especially a Snow Angel
Terrorism, especially the first snow of the season. And that
first snow is about to fall on Ground Zero, the third Christmas season
since the Terrorist attack of September 11, 2001.
I'm ready for the first snowflakes.
Each flake, like a fingerprint, is unlike all the
millions upon millions that will fall. Each is pure in its
nature, crafted by the paintbrush of Nature as a reminder to all of us
that Terrorism can be erased, that it can be covered with Vigilance,
that each of us in his or her own way can stand up to the Fear,
Intimidation and Complacency that Terrorism brings to those who are
unprepared and unwilling to accept its presence.
Terrorism is a
season coming as a storm
Terrorism is a
season. It comes as a storm, ravishing the land with its
locust, floods, fires and poverty of the mind, body and soul.
Each human being has, at some point in life, been a victim of
Terrorism. In simple terms, Terrorism is about our
"ups and downs," about those times in our lives, and the lives of our
loved ones, and in the lives of our neighbors, and sometimes the
entire world, when pain and suffering attacks us with such a ferocity
that we feel as though our viscera are being ripped apart by Pit
Bulls, when we feel our body is being stretched on The Rack, or that
we're drowning in a quagmire of waste where our screams for help go
unheeded, and all we see is the doom and gloom of life's brutality
sneering at us as we sink lower and lower.
The first moment a person is told by a
doctor he or she has cancer shocks the mind and soul, enrages the
spirit to wonder: "Why me?"
A crippled relationship that rips apart a
family shreds the soul not only of the people involved, but the
children who are part of it.
The disappearance of a young woman in North
Dakota, allegedly abducted by a level three sex offender, strikes a
sledgehammer into the guts of the girls' parents, friends, loved ones.
A child mortally struck by a racing car
before his or her parents' eyes spills blood on the soil of the
parents' souls, scaring forever their belief that the world is full of
bright sunlight and rainbows.
We all face Terrorism's brutal season,
sometimes more often than we might like. The test of
Terrorism's impact on us, however, isn't our reaction to it, for most
of us cannot control the Fear, Intimidation and Complacency that
accompanies it. The test is what we learn from it.
Snow is an
allegory for Vigilance
Do we become victims of Terrorism, bitter,
angry, sad, lonely shells of beings who walk about with the Beast of
Terror hunkering on our backs, spitting out vehemence against all
those whom we feel or believe are the causes of life's injustices?
Or, do we try and heave off the Beast from our backs, and seek out the
Sentinels of Vigilance who will teach us how to overcome Fear with
Courage, to trump Intimidation with Conviction and shove Complacency
out of the forefront with a dedication to taking Right Actions that
benefit the Children's Children's Children?
The snow knows.
Snow is an allegory for Vigilance.
It falls with beauty upon the scarred lands, covering the blood of
life's travails, burying the mangled bodies of those who have become
the Beast's victims. It freezes time. It
bleaches the blood of Terrorism for a moment, for a breathless stitch
in time so we can all inhale the magic of Courage, Conviction and
No matter what one's pain or
suffering, standing in the first snowfall of the season with your arms
outstretched and your tongue stretched out to consume the falling
flakes, the soul's pain will heal.
There is an elixir of solace in the
snowflake, an antidote to the bloody shards of the Beast of Terror's
poisonous fangs. Stand in the snow and look up at
the flakes spiraling down, see-sawing as feathers from the wings of
angels, carefully carved into unique designs as though each were made
just for you--tiny analgesics for the pounding, throbbing thoughts of
Terrorism that hammer in one's head.
The Snow of
Vigilance falls from a power greater than ourselves
the snow of Vigilance. It is delivered from a power
greater than ourselves, just as Terrorism is brought to us by a power
lesser than ourselves. As Terrorism rises up from
the underworld of our thoughts, booby trapping our beliefs in life's
glorious nature, twisting sometimes our outlooks so we are blinded by
our selfishness, our sufferings, so Vigilance falls from the sky, from
high above in the form of snowflakes, to remind us that purity of
thought and deed can and will always trip the Beast of Terror, always
create the ice that will make him slip and slide and fall back into
the bowels of Hell from whence he came.
The snow is a
reminder the Beast can be shaken off
The Beast of Terror is part of life. He may not appear every day
to torment and challenge our lives, but he is there, hiding in the
shadows, waiting to leap on our backs. He stabs us
with his Fear, Intimidation and Complacency. We've all suffered
the arrows of his anger. We've all fought him--some of us have
won more often than we've lost, and others of us can't get him off our
The snow is one small but vital
reminder that he can be shaken off, that he can be buried, that he can
be shoved back into his dank, dark lairs where he cannot access our
Fear, Intimidation and Complacency without a fruitless battle.
Vigilance remind us that the world is not wholly a battlefield
The Snows of
Vigilance bring us the reminder that the world is not a brutal
battlefield strewn with victims of the Beast's wrath.
We can all learn a great deal by standing in the first snow and
letting the flakes find their way to our thrust out tongues.
We can learn that Nature favors
Vigilance, that the Season of Terrorism passes into the Season of
Vigilance, and that none of us is stuck forever in the ruts of
Terrorism, none of us is ever manacled by the Beast's wrath unless we
give into the Fear, Intimidation and Complacency of our thoughts.
Vigilance requires we look beyond ourselves, that
we force our thoughts to see the beauty of the snowflakes, and, we
conjure our Courage and Conviction to share that beauty with the
future generations--our children, grandchildren, our loved ones, our
friends, and the children of the world.
The purity of the snowflake is symbolic of
our need to think outside the scope of our own selfishness.
It is a reminder that we all owe the Children's Children's Children a
belief in something far more important than the reality of a world at
odds with itself.
between good and evil force us to face the Beast of Terror
Humans have always grown out of conflict.
Conflict--the wrestling match between "good" and "evil," "right" and
"wrong," "selfishness" and "selflessness,"--forces us to face the
Beast of Terror. Conflict is the pressure that squeezes
our will to chose between what's good for us and what's good for
others, and to find some way to manage our lives so that we can live
with a sense of giving rather than just taking.
Human evolution has been about
finding a way in which all people can live under the umbrella of peace
and prosperity, and along the way, war and poverty has been the great
test of this manifest destiny. We have been at war
with ourselves and others since the dawn of time, always trying to
achieve the "greater good" that benefits future generations.
Despite one's political viewpoints,
the war in Iraq is about Vigilance. It is an attempt to
banish the Beast of Terror from the land. Whether it will
succeed or not is not the point. What is important is that
the snow of Vigilance is falling on the land, attempting to cover the
blood that runs deep and thick in the streets of a country whose
history of tyranny and oppression is obvious to all.
Snow in North
Dakota is trying to cover the blood of a kidnapping
Dakota the snow if falling also. It is trying to cover the blood
of a victim of a kidnapping, blanketing the shattered souls of a
mother and father, brothers and sisters, loved ones, who may be
victims of one human being's Terrorism.
So what's in a snowflake?
Each of us needs to look at one falling
from the sky to make that final decision. But there is no
question that if you take a child with you and the two of you stand
with your heads back and catch snowflakes on your tongues, you will
realize that the Snow of Vigilance is magical.
If you read the Pledge of Vigilance and
sign it before you stand in the fresh falling snow, you will see the
flakes messages. They will spell out the words:
the blood of Terrorism will be covered. It will be
replaced with the Blanket of Vigilance, a reminder to all who are
victims of the Beast of Terror that there is a way out of Fear,
Intimidation and Complacency.
snowflake is destined for a child's tongue and conquers Terrorism
out is the belief in a snowflake--a snowflake destined for a child's
tongue--that through Courage, Conviction and Right Actions that
benefit the Children's Children's Children, all forms of Terrorism can
If you're not sure, stick out your tongue as the snow