CoffeeHouse

Walking down the street at State and Jackson, a guy is playing the violin in a poetic manner inspiring raising up the senses of people walking by, so much so, that he attracts a large group standing around admiring the musical rhythm and flow as he strings his violin. So, I sit down for a moment, grab the new city paper and found a column, called Coffehouse. 

Coffeehouse is an idea, an inspiration, and place where great journalists and writers came to an air free of judgment, banter, and restless minds to speak and share ideas of democracy and inspirational dialoguse of encounters and prolonging their vibrant minds instead of going home and sitting on the coach to watch the next episode of Entourage-which by the way I loved, until I found myself wanting everything and anything this earth has to offer including expensive cars, lavish lifestyles, and I kind of thought of buying a city or two afterwards. Coffeehouse was located on the corner of Elm street in Evanston and opened up during the sixties, a time when people were inspired and grabbed life by the balls to voice their opinions about situations and events. Time period before President Clinton and during Bush Sr., not Jr-with no mental balls whatsoever, only Sr.'s directional balls. Coffee inspired energy when the Gulf War was enveloping the streets like leaves spinning in the wind in a circular motion- same leaves, same spot, just circulating. 

Coffee inspired by energy to change the world we live in for the better. 

In criminal law, the law presumes you know it, and ignorance of the law is no excuse. The law puts the duty upon people of the state to inquire about what the law is and whether their conduct breaks the law or not. It also holds people to what they intended. The law prescribes the duty of every individual to choose between right and wrong because wrongful conduct spurs from one's choice to do wrong. Which made me think about whether we ever really question our intentions behind doing the things we do or  the intent behind the actions we do. Intention drives actions. So, don't we have duty to inquire the difference. Just like this violin player playing the music to the air, attracting people to stop and listen, to inquire, we need to inquire into the truth of what is going on in today's wars that is impoverishing our souls, minds, and bodies. The moral of the story is think about what you do before you do it, and maybe you can make the world a better place. So, lets choose to do what is right for a change! What are you going to choose?