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An attempt to live happy, really happy not just OK

Wednesday, November 16

Implosion......Is it too late??

Is it too late to post something that happened a week and a half ago?

Late or not, I am writing this so I can always remember the details of the event, although how I felt is something that I don't think I will forget.

It was a novel experience for me to watch live a building being imploded. I was excited to see something that previously I could only watch on TV.
A big fancy tent near where I live (only for VIP) was prepared a day before the implosion, a big stage, tables, chairs,.....etc, as it's the best place to watch the implosion, so I decided to go and watch just outside the tent. Although I had to get up at 6:00 am, on a Sunday morning I was still going.

So there I was, an eye witness of the implosion of a historical hospital in Memphis, a hospital where the King, Elvis Presley died.
First, there was long speeches, I got bored, it's 6:30 am, the Sun is almost rising, when are they going to start, I was sleepy I couldn't stand any longer so, I sat on the ground, although it was cold grass. I was growing impatient, I wanted to see the implosion. Then, someone from the crowd told me that they'll blow it up at sunrise at exactly 6:45am, to signify the sunrise of the future research area and the progress that will come after tearing down the building, hmm... That sounds romantic. Finally it was 6:45am, everyone is counting down:" five, four, three, two , one,....." then.....silence, and suddenly a very loud sound of bombing and light out of the windows of the old building, the ground was vibrating, I stood up as the vibrations were too much for someone sitting on the ground, the building came down in just a few seconds.......then the crowd was cheering.......I cheered a little with them, the dust was so heavy and all over the place where the building used to be........
For me it was a terrifying, may be terrifying is not the right word, but I can't get the right word to express how I felt then, but the only thing I know is that I will remember that strange feeling I had although I can't find a word for it.

The last sunrise on Baptist hospital

The LOUD sounds could only be heard and felt...

Dying while standing, collapsing inwardly.

Gone with the wind............

A message to whom might read this,

if you have suggestions for what you might feel if you watched this live, share them with me, may be one of them describes what words can't say.


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