I was at work the other day and noticed an angry young man in the lunch room. He walked around with a frown on his face, walked around and did not even smile or say hello to anyone, and sat in the corner by himself. I had a chat to him after lunch about just stuff in general like the world, politics, what he does in his spare time, what he wants to do with his life. He seems to be angry about many things that happen in his life, injustices he and his family have gone through, angry at women, angry at right wing and left wing governments, angry about how the company treats him. In general, he was angry about everything.

Later on, I was thinking about that discussion, and I thought to myself that I was exactly like that 10 years ago. Man, I have come a long way. I thought about all the angry young men throughout the world, who are angry because of the dust-ridden injustices they experience everyday. They live in a world of no hope (at least in their eyes anyway). I thought they needed prayers before they do something stupid, and the number of stupid things a young man can do is infinite.

I wish the message can get out that yes, they may have every right to be angry, but don't let that rob you of opportunites and good times too.

I pray for hope for the youth, justice and finally peace in their hearts so maybe one day in the future there will be no need for young people to be angry or fustrated.

And this is coming from a firey fireant.

I think this is a normal a part of the gaining wisdom process. And I think just about everyone goes through it to some degree.

Heck, there are even songs about it.

This one is my favorite:

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Styx - Fooling Yourself (the Angry Young Man) Lyrics

You see the world through your cynical eyes
You're a troubled young man I can tell
You've got it all in the palm of your hand
But your hand's wet with sweat and your head needs a rest
You're foolin' yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it
How can you be such an angry young man
When your future looks quite bright to me
How can there be such a sinister plan
That could hide such a lamb, such a caring young man

You're foolin' yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it
Get up, get back on your feet
You're the one they can't beat and you know it
Come on, let's see what you've got
Just take your best shot and don't blow it

You're foolin' yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it
Get up, get back on your feet
You're the one they can't beat and you know it
Come on, let's see what you've got
Just take your best shot and don't blow it.

I'm not young, but I'm angry. I ran across this thread and read it because I'm a very angry man, and because I wanted to thank you for your input on this. "Normal step on the road to wisdom..." I must have gone through that one and moved on to another, much more basic rage that does interfere with my ability to relate to or with some people; I get easily frustrated and have the patience of a gnat with what I see as their willful stupidity. I'm mainly an empath, so you can see why this would interfere with my ability to properly assess the nuances of interpersonal, face-to-face meetings.

I'm 100% disabled, but I'm still hanging in there with hope that I will be able to get off Medicare/MediCal and pay my own way. Plus it is really hard to live on 758/mo when your rent is 650. I'm poor, I'm hungry, and I'm stuck in my house pretty much 24/7, trying to be a good warrior for our side via the 'net.

This is not a hit-up for it to you, but during the time I've been disabled, I've still been busy, and the result is my baby, Just His Words. Since I just went online with it, I could use good vibes toward its early success. Rent is coming due and I can use your links if you can do that. So far, we're in the 20's regarding how many sold, one sold on line, the rest in person.

A prayer, a link, and you can change my life and that of my caregivers. Thank you in advance, I've never asked for somebody to pray for me or mine before, so this feels pretty weird. Hope I didn't intrude improperly.

The Styx song still applies even if I'm not all that young, and I'm off to play it for myself a bunch of times, for the inspiration it holds.

If you believe in prayer, my first name is Allan and if you believe prayer can have any effects in the real world, this is what I need help with.

Thanks for reading!

Allan

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Hope I didn't intrude improperly.

Not at all. My prayers are with you. I will visit your web site now.

Thank you for the reassurance.

Since I don't like to take without giving something in return, I thought I'd post this lifelong poem I wrote, and possibly someone may be reminded of their own perfections, regardless of how things may appear on the surface.

Perfect Freedom

Please set me free,

He cried.

But no one heard.



Let me be me,

He cried.

But no one dared.



I must be me,

He cried.

But no one cared.



Freedom is a state of the mind,

There is truly no other kind.

Emancipation you'll find

When you realize your mind

Is perfect as it was made.

Nonexistent the imprisoned blade

Of grass,

Free in sun, free in shade.

As perfect are you

As the blade.


Two Spirit Laughing
(nom de plume)

I am a betrayed Vietnam veteran{1965/101st Abn. Div./ggkilbuck K.I. A. 08/27/1965-Fri}.
I am being reprogrammed (VA Combat-Support-Group-Meetings-Biwkly) from: anger, frustration, and helplessness with a 24/7 prayer for my Comrades and myself.

"May We have a Moment of Silence for Our Fallen Comrades, Still Missisng, In Action and Veteran Suffering Everywhere! Amen!

Prayers are now my Weapons in this Political and Combat War and I am now Winning with Self Respect, confidence, Love and Pride, Which was taken when I was spit on in Oct., 1965, by anti-war-demonstrators when I came back from the Nam.
They were right about the war, though not about how they delivered the message and I have forgiven and love them for their Honesty, Truth, Human-Compassion and their True Caring from Heaven!
Been there, done that and wittnessing the Nam at this very "MOMENT"!
Sincere thanks, abnjd

Thank you both.

to abnjd:

My brother was also treated badly when he returned from Nam, told by a woman on the plane he was a murderer. I was against that war, but never, ever against those who fought it. I thank you for your service, and pray that you are finding the peace you deserve. I pray that we will not be much longer in Iraq, stressing our brave men and women beyond human endurance.

Prayers are now my Weapons in this Political and Combat War and I am now Winning with Self Respect, confidence, Love and Pride, Which was taken when I was spit on in Oct., 1965, by anti-war-demonstrators when I came back from the Nam.
They were right about the war, though not about how they delivered the message

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This is not a hit-up for it to you

Well, in the not so clever words of Britney Spears, "Hit me baby, one more time."

Alan, there's nothing wrong with asking for a shout out when one needs it. Please feel free to ask for one anytime. I don't mind at all.

And yes, I do believe in the power of prayer/intention. I'll say a few special ones for you.

Many moons ago during some class in psychology or sociology, one teacher mentioned that males are so afraid of recognizing that they have emotions and, of course, are continually socially constrained from expressing all emotions EXCEPT "anger". So what men do as a way of handling emotions is to put it in terms of "anger" - since any other emotion from a man is considered as unmanly. Often, others, too, interpret any strong emotion from a male as anger - so you do not see it as someone feeling pain, exasperation, fear, depression, sadness, even depression. --- Just thinkin'...