Journalist Gary L Koniz

The Call to Order Journalist Gary L Koniz

The Great Work of Journalism Is Born of Patient Suffering That the truths of prophesy shall not pass unnoticed, Like all Works of Art that are in their process suffered for in the sacrifice of their doing for the sake of doing them needing to be done and unrewarded for the privilege of their attempt which are and even more endured in their suffering for the need to be lived-out, and worked-out, from experience with such certain knowledge to be embedded in experience and borne of the experienced mind in the pathos of its suffering, for the truth, and with feeling in the sense of It, to have lived the work itself, of moving the earth as mountains are moved, not as commentators looking on in distant and idle detachment to the outcomes of wars unmoved by the nature of suffering and tragedies affecting no one, but to being lived-out and suffered for and not so into obscure endings to be told and felt for being there to the success of what it is that matters to fix The World with thoughts what was found to be the matter, and with emotion in that way to argue what wrongs there ARE AFOOT, made yet even more tortured and suffered for by fear and bias of rejection and too often of rejection for rejection's sake alone to what was so labored to so diligently and stubbornly in vain to present. And yet we persevere and somehow fathom to maintain TO THE END of it, To What End that every tomorrow always seems TO Be the Harbinger Of. Only to find in the mornings of more endless new tomorrows in The fresh NEW hopes of days, of a day, an hour, TO WORK again. And to the question that answers itself before it is asked is: "To what purpose is life, the existence we partake, Without Responsibility?" It Cannot Be Lived, and Nightfall always comes again To Awaken from is the answer, To Pray In Sympathy To The Creator Of The Darkness, The Lonely Being Who Made Us Everyone, To Be With. Something Did.