Tornadoes are the features of some of my darkest phobias. When I read about them or hear news of warnings, watches, and so forth during storms they bring a fear into my heart like little else in the realm of weather.Perhaps that graphic notion of the trip to Oz during the many times I watched Judy Garland play Dorothy Gail and the stark black and white footage at the beginning of 'The Wizard of Oz' has woven some deep rooted string of fear into my psyche ...
Perhaps it's simply the intellectual knowledge of what can and has ensued as their results; but I fear the tornado as a phenomenon of weather. I'm not too crazy about heavy lightning either.
I have read numerous accounts of the tragedy in Oklahoma but more so; I have also been inspired by those who faced the overwhelming danger and prevailed. Those stories have left me more pensive regarding the possibilities for local occurrences and it has me thinking about what I might do when faced with the most powerful wind event on the planet.
One thing is sure, the experience will teach you a lot -- about reality, the frailties of life, and exactly who you are from a standpoint of fortitude.
As our brethren now say their sad farewells to those who did not survive and slowly recover from the onslaught of this meteorological apocalypse I wish them peace ... and preparation.
I didn't win powerball.
In the dull and commonplace occurrences of daily living there are those who will take opportunistic advantage to provide callous commentary. As such I at least attempt not to just "go anywhere" like some of the recent babble regarding that medical procedure by Ms Jolie in the threads lately.
Went out on a brief excursion to look over various items I've had on my wish list for a while. Ended up at Wal Mart (of course) to the tune of a packed house and four check out lines in operation.
The 'tit for tat' nature at the root of all this phone filtration and the subsequent denial of meeting those needs of others really hasn't left me with a shred of guilt either.