BLAST!

There was another big blast ripped thru this city again, this time just outside the Australian Embassy.

My friend this morning asked: what did they (the bombers) think? Didn't they think about their family? How are they going to live? Who's gonna feed them?

To that I answered: they weren't thinking. They have stopped thinking. If they were thinking, they would not do it. They have stopped having heart, have feeling, have whatever that is that make them human. They are not 'man' anymore.

This time, I want to weep. Too many already, too much. Too stupid. Live is not to be wasted. And definitely not to be ended in a blast like that. How do you justify that? Ending hopes, dreams, heartbeat, breathing, senses. The loss, the pain, the agony.

Forgive us, God.