My world, My love and My hate

Is a house the family? Do the members mean anything? My family has vanished, not the direct family, my uncles and aunts and such. My mother was the connection we as a family stayed stitched. Mama�s death was one that was sure but even my mom couldn�t just die a peaceful death without her pain she never wanted to be a burden to anyone yet she helped so many burdened, either mentally or physical, mom was there for the world.

Now that mom has passed my focus is moving closer to comfort but that�s because I�m living in the jungle these days and the sound of bugs flying around my ears drives me mad for it�s non-stop. I don�t mind being bit but that whine around my ears�

My days are never planned for life but this place reminds me of the hilltop in Havana, Florida that I lived on for years. St. Croix�s beauty I found doesn�t out weigh the freedom I feel being a citizen of the United States so I choose to go home to my country where people are rude and the stop lights and cops are worse than that buzzing around my ears that the skeeters constantly curse me with.

I'm guessing that a childhood dream of living on an Island had been forgotten for a reason but I wasn�t using the tool God gave me when I decided to come and live in an almost third world country. The third world part I could handle but the two things that don�t go with wheelchairs are hills and sand and what is an Island except a mountain in the sea and the ocean makes sand out of earth that our world is made out of. So, as much as my life has wanted a life on an Island I found myself sitting at home with a incredible view but feeling no different than I did when living in Tallahassee. So, since I have lived through my drinking and drugging days I feel I need not do it again nor live on a mountain top where I have to get in my car to go 50 feet away from my house.

This morning I was cursed by the worst piece of literature I�ve ever read. The piece of writing rang true to the youth of the world but then being a child when their world looks as though it�s close to its end. It�s amazing how our elders and those around during the age of Aquarius continue to give the young a reason to go on.

As I sit in paradise with God on my side I worry about folks with a lack of money. A non-working person can at least clime a mango tree and eat or fish for their dinners but to listen to the knowledgeable leaders of this rock they look for industry and more people to spend their money with no thought about their ecology. That�s the problem with third world countries because they would rather have millions of people and no nature just to have money so they can sit in air conditioned houses and have extra money after payday.

When can a community be happy? When it has a airport, stadium, cable, cops and more? I say that a community is complete when all the inhabitants of a community has a home, food, clothing and places to work and worship. The main ingredients to any community are children and an incredible foundation for all of them

First of all one law should be changed and that is the child abuse laws. There should never be any child abuse in any fashion or form and death should be the only answer to the ones that feel that they need to screw up our new generations minds. No second chance and damn if their childhood should mean a thing. If a person was abused as a child and then wants to abuse himself then death to them. And too damn bad the sick bastards parents weren�t killed before the abuser was born.

Harsh punishment works but we as a large community feel pain when we inflict punishment on persons that don�t look as though they are bad. A community can stop such sick practices except as the world let it happen. Punishing the sick bastards wont help the child who will never trust again. To solve a problem that seems to have reared its ugly head in unfathomably huge numbers is to kill them all. If you sexually, mentally, or physically abuse a child your life should be forfeit.

My God inspired the writers of his words to us which tell us all to worry not about anything and that he will watch over us an take care of all discipline problems here where we live. We as mankind gave away God�s want for us to be free by granting us our wish for a king. Can you just imagine people wanting a leader to tell them what they should do and not when they had GOD? As much as it pained God he gave Israel a king after only 40 years of freedom.

To look back in time we see death coming from everywhere and now we watch it on Television. Gladiator slaves use to kill one another in packed arenas or stadiums. Just like football of today and the watchers just like watchers of a racecar race are looking for the accidents that will end in balls of flame. It�s the excitement of well trained drivers screaming around a track at 180 plus miles per hour just as the citizens of a sick society such as the Rome and Romans. The difference isn�t wide from days of old except time and morality continually change to help those needing it.

As I once called any religious person a bible thumper, I myself turned into one of the same with no exception other than I than I refuse to thump my mouth opens when God works with me and if not for my heavenly father�s sake I would have not lived through my first suicide but since my third and last attempt I finally saw God�s plan for the world and universe.

Myself, when I finally woke after eating 4000 milligrams of Valium I was in a nut house, which I had been to two times before not including my rehabilitation when I had no problems, I went to keep a friend company. Yes, it was a free hotel fro four days and we played around at learning to trust our brothers and sisters. This was 1974 and free love was finally winding down from the old days of hippies where Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll were the youth�s mantra.

I don�t know what set the United States Government off but the police and establishment went off the deep end and began putting heavy sentences equating to longer terms and times behind bars. These drugs are the same drugs done by the planet since the beginning of time. Why all of the sudden and out of the blue would our moral majority start a new war wh43en peace had finally taken hold for a year maybe. Our enemy are evil and no different than we, accept, these individual are so filthy rich they haven�t a clue how or why the poor live. So as long as there are poor and middle class the rich use us as pawns to play their games of chess being our world and lives.

When or if peace finds its way to the top like cream in milk the rich know our (We The People), minds will begin looking inward to the lack of things combined with no time to spend with one another and our focus begins to show us how we are being played yet before it sinks in something new hits the news headlines designed to shake us up and forget that our problems stem from our own back yard or home made. This could start with Rodney King and then maybe a large invasion of our troops here or there drug lords live or die or blow up something but all is designed to shake up our lives so we forget what was on our minds about our world. We are pitted against one another like Cocks or Dogs groomed and ready to be placed in a pit to fight and we have been so damn brainwashed we want to be there. It could be blacks against whites, teachers against their Union but now we worry about Mexicans, terrorists and anyone or thing that will take our mind off of fixing our problems by wiping our enemies off the pages of history however the truth will never be known because we are being played.

Paranoid and delusional isn�t my game nor am I a fighter I am crippled and have very little time here on this earth. I see with my eyes and my spiritual eyes that man can no longer spend time awake without a drug or substance or act just something to change the norm. Man can no longer stand being straight or acting straight and the richer you are the less you can take of reality or spirituality.

To wrap up my words I say all is spiritual and looking at the sickness of the flesh we can�t learn a thing. I look at my world and have a need to get involved to show the truth to the ignorant or needy but I myself sometimes wish I was ignorant without knowledge of things not seen. So, what is it that I should do I ask my self and my answer keeps coming back to get outside and speak to anyone that will stand or sit still. The topic may or may not be religion or spirituality however my loving glow will hopefully show those in need of answers to salvation can gaze upon me and may find God and his answers to whatever goes on in other people�s minds just knowing my life works may open more people�s eyes than a million spoken or written words ever would. I help spread the gospel of Jesus Christ just by being a good servant to my father and trying my best to keep his words close to my heart and living them.

Be Rich, Be American

June 29th, 2008

Of this I believe

The other day my father told me that he is no longer going to vote. He said it was because it really didn’t matter whom he chooses our government puts in office that they want and his vote it’s just a waste of time.

I was raised more of an American than most, born in 1956 where every morning before school we stood outside standing under an empty flag pole and we would watch the stars and bars raise to the sound of John Phillip Sosa’s “Star Spangled Banner” playing over the intercom. As the flag raised we put our little right hands over our hearts and pledged our allegiance to the US of A. That was a pledge of allegiance not a suggestion or when times are good I am an American no matter where I am.

What I did my entire life is follow an agent from the C.I.A. around the world looking out for Americans Interest. Every country my family traveled to was close or in the middle of one conflict or another. My father lived his life for the security of America and out of his mouth the words, “My vote does no good” Came out of.

I am an American who voted early this year but as I voted my Father’s wisdom ran through my mind as I did the only thing that makes sense I voted the Democratic ticket for anything else would feed the countries discontent by keeping our country at status-quoi.

All American’s should share in the dream that America is. Our neighbors have their rights to have their civil wars or not. It’s not ours to police the world although it is ours to watch our own land and tongues.

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