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Independence Day: Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness

Happy Independence day! God bless the USA!

Why do people choose to use their freedom in such a negative way that works to break our country down, instead of help build us up?

Why do we waste our time hating other people for their life choices, instead of focusing that energy on our own lives and finding joy in what we can do for ourselves, and our family?

We have this immense power!

“Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”

Thomas jefferson; the declaration of independence

We have the liberty to do what we want, when we want to. We have the right to worship whomever we choose. We can wear whatever clothes we want. Love whomever we choose. We can choose to work wherever we want. We have the right to choose to fight, or to support those who choose to do so for us.

Why are we wasting so much of our energy , the power we have in our freedom, on hatred of our precious country and its people?

It is my hope, because I have the freedom to do so, that all people will see that we have so much more power in love and acceptance, than we do in hatred.

This is the land of the free, and the home of the brave. Lets treat it as such. Lets respect this land for what it has allowed us to do within our own lives.

There is still so much more work that needs to be done within our government and the people that we have chosen to run it, I can understand that. I just don’t understand why it all has to be surrounded by so much hatred.

Take this day, our Independence Day, to collect your thoughts on what your independence means. What independence means for others.

You don’t have to agree with how other choose to embrace their freedom, but it should be respected in the right that you get to exercise your freedom in the exact same way, however you choose to do that.

Respect it. Love it. Embrace it.

This is the land of the free. Lets be free.

I leave you with a few quote from Martin Luther King, Jr. Use these quotes, not only in the context of freedom from segregation, but in the context of what freedom means for everyone today.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and “nullification” — one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.”2

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day — this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride,    From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

Martin luther king, jr. August 26, 1963

7 thoughts on “Independence Day: Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness”

  1. ¨Why we hate people for their own choices and not focus on ours¨ I think I´m paraphrasing, got the point. I guess is human nature. I have trained my mind to not let anybody disrupt my way of living, including my own mother.


    1. It’s when people intrude on our lives without us asking for the help. Like, on social media. We share a picture of our Christmas Vacation, and someone comments on the weight of my children. Calling me a horrible mother because my child is overweight, or underweight, or they look unhappy, or I’m spoiling them because we’re on a vacation. That’s what I mean. But, I get your point. We have the right to speak our minds, but do we have to?


      1. I don´t give a crap about your kids, I am a human so hopefully their are living a happy life, but why bring on the kids? You´re talking in your comment about social media, really? Is that the worst of your cases then we go to La La land.


      2. It’s just an example. You may not give a crap about my kids, but someone else may. Or they may not like what I wear, where I go, what I say, etc. etc.
        social media is the land of the people who talk shit. All I’m saying is to read and enjoy, or don’t and pass it up. No need to be mean. We can do so much more being positive over negative.


      3. Being mean is the last thing I do in social media, for me social media is not included in my day to day headeaches. I have more important things in real life to deal with.
        Second, re read the comment I posted, I never said I don´t give a crap of your kids, as a matter of fact I´m the only or one of the few that care not only about your kids, you as people.
        What I did say is that if your biggest problema is social media then you are fucked up.. Now you got me pissed for lying. Punk. You do not cross that stop sign, I can be according to you very mean, I´m not, re read the comment I posted on your shit page. I Will never disrespect a person, until you basically call me a liar, piec of shit,now I have to deal with things more important than social media, fuck you bitch. Never call me a liar wihch is what you did.
        Hope your sons grow up well if they have this mother, again, re read the my comment. The last one that is. You have no respect from me,, I Will and can destroy you if you keep on with your dumb fake shit.


  2. Charlie, I didn’t call you a liar.
    In your comment you said “I don’t give a crap about your kids, I am a human so hopefully their are living a happy life”
    And so I responded with “you may not care about my kids” (meaning that you may not care about commenting about my kids or what I do with them) “but someone else may” i.e. someone else may make rude comments.
    The whole point of my post is not necessarily about social media, just other peoples opinions about how we choose to run out lives.
    I’m having an issue with your last comment, when you state “being mean is the last thing I do in social media” but then you are blatantly mean to me, on social media.
    You call me “fucked up” if social media is my biggest problem, which it’s not. You call me a “punk”, tell me I have a “shit page”, call me a “piece of shit”, you tell me “fuck you bitch”, and then you tell me that you “will and can destroy me.”
    I NEVER called you a liar. I NEVER disrespected you. I RESPECT your work and I respected you for reaching out and commenting on my blog, and I appreciated you trading my posts, until you decided to take my words the wrong way.

    By Charlie. I hope you find peace.
    Please do not comment on my page again.


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