Well, pray is probably not exactly the word. But yeah, I'm thinking of all the people caught up in this horrible mess. But I always have. Whe the towers fell, I grieved for the people who died and for their families and for the people who would have to live with this on their concinece. Same thing when Israel entered Jenin. Same think when I started learning about what's been going on in So. America.
Yeah, I pray for the "towel heads" and the soldiers, all of them, and the commanders and the regular folk who are just so damned tired of dancing on a string just to hope to stay alive.
Only pray is not exactly the right word because I don't believe there's a being listening in on a selective sampling of our thoughts. I think what happens on this Earth is up to us poor, unfortunate creatures cursed with understanding. So I'm speaking out loud to some of them, anyone who cares to discuss it.