Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below.
It's War Chest Tuesday! The January 14, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge" is
You have 30 seconds to give a speech to the entire world population and after you finish, you will die. What would you say?
Thirty seconds to give a speech, I'm not sure I could do it because it takes me longer then that to write a thirty second speech. As for giving a speech off the top or the bottom of my head, well that could be bit difficult too because I seem to encounter stage fright at the most in opportune times. I could just stand there, stare blankly at the audience for 29 seconds and then mutter something like "Live long and prosper." or "Does anyone know where the ladies room is located?"
All right, I suppose I should get serious, but I don't want to. I'm back on my thyroid meds, feeling like my old self, and between writing spurts attempting to either pack or carry stuff out to the trash. Not that I'm going to carry the aluminum trashcans to the curb either to night or in the morning, I will roll the plastic trashcan to the curb, but someone else can set the aluminum cans out for the garbage trucks to pick up.
Since I have only thirty seconds to give a speech to the entire world population and then I die, I suppose the best thing to do would be to tell them about Baha'u'llah. All though, thirty seconds is an extremely short time to tell them everything I know about who Baha'u'llah is and what is mission was. I think the first thing I would say is, "If you have any questions about this subject then, after I die, find the nearest Baha'i and ask her or him to give you more information." Then I would say, "This is my favorite scripture from the writings of Baha'u'llah 'Armed with the power of Thy name nothing can ever hurt me, and with Thy love in my heart all the world’s afflictions can in no wise alarm me.'1 That should just about take care of the thirty seconds before my body collapsed and my soul ascended into the next world.