My Awakening

One day, as I lay asleep beneath an oak tree, an acorn hit me upon the head. I awoke, and saw that the sky was falling. I ran to warn those around me, so that they too might see. but I found that they were blinded by the propaganda of others who benefitted from the catastrophe. Some were convinced that all was well and that nothing had changed. They were told to continue living life to the maximum. Others who could see danger, but not the true source thereof, were convinced to inprison themselves for safety.
The terrifying events of September 11, 2001 was the acorn that awakened my from my slumber. As I looked into these happenings, I could see the catastrophic manipulations that would change the world. I looked back on my life and remembered other acorns that should have awakened me but did not. I remembered becoming outraged when President Clinton apologized on national TV for the CIA's experiments on American citizens. I remember becoming outraged when the Supreme Court announced that it was perfectly legal for private companies to strip citizens of their land and property if it benefitted the tax coffers of the city. Neither of these acorns made me look past the surface of corruption and its secret combinations. 9/11 did that for me.
I cannot, and will not, remain silent any longer. I am dedicated to awakening those that C. Little.