QUOTE (tnemelckram @ May 28 2009, 10:00 PM)
After researching and investigating all aspects of the matter here and elsewhere. I regard the controlled demolition of the WTCs 1,2, and 7 as a "done deal".
Yes, I completely concur, (as we know) The Law of Conservation of Momentum seals it; buildings do not fall down by themselves at the speed of gravity. In my case, I have been obsessed (I admit to the obsession) to solve the mechanics of the crime. It's probably a giant waste of time, but I have to do it. It’s a personal thing I suppose; maybe it's just the challenge solving an intriguing problem. I have to satisfy myself by understanding how they accomplished the CD in the manner they did.
Allow me to add a little anecdote. The same day I 'woke up' to the CD, I came across Kevin Cosgrove's now famous last call from the 105th of WTC2. I was horrified of course. Feeling his helplessness, and his terror, his terror became my terror. He knew he was going to die. But I was still alive after I felt his terror. Then I became incredibly angry.
I can't explain my anger, but it was intense because I knew it was 'our side' that did this. Later on I began to realize just who and what the force of this evil is and how diabolical they are. Now I realize my entire life has been shaped by this same force. I cannot explain the depth of my reaction to that, only to say that waking up in a world controlled by such a black force had a profound effect. Think of how you felt the day John Lennon died, and that's probably close. I came to realize we are in a struggle between the light and the darkness and it's all inclusive, we cannot run, we cannot hide.
At that moment I kind of made Kevin a promise, something like, "buddy, I'm going to find out who did this to you, and how they did it." So it became sort of a promise to a dead man I never knew. But to me, he was everyman. I could also die like him. I suppose I felt fear with the anger. So I think in my own way, I personalized the event, for whatever reason. This may sound a bit melodramatic or corny, but its how I feel. Now, three months later I've figured out to my own satisfaction, down to the fine strokes, how they brought the towers down. I'm going to write a little story about it, and that will be it. It's symbolic, like letting loose a dove.
To be continued. I'm working my way through your post, because it deserves a considered response.