Prize Fighter

My best friend. My confidant.  What am I going to do with out you? I know I keep asking. Dazed and confused. When I miss you already today.. Is this punishment for labels and greed? The only way God could consciously awaken me? A dagger in my heart. A red glimpse of caution. An earthquake inside devastates the even still innocent pure inner me my motherboard= operating software supported by you.. So, you see why I continue to ask.. what will I do.. Exposing all cards. every fear, every lie, every spy on their side. Flushed with shards of heart. A shattered soul no doubt. Beats remain. Complete madness. Sick normality  confirm insanity. Everything out of my control. Unraveling at the seams. This is more than a bad dream. Hold on tight to every single thread. Spending most of our departing hours in bed. Charging and recharging. Energy renewing life into a shell of a body on the verge of being pronounced “dead”. Heavy. Yes. For “all” involved. A catastrophe what will end in a Masterpiece. Trust in me is what I hear. From every angle. All my angels. Every new step in a direction.., I call change that instantly flips the feeling of fear into defiant pains. Will (← free) be back. Just you wait. These words are just your hors d’oeuvres for what’s in store. Consider yourself cordially invited. An open door.

This is my time to tighten my boots. lace yourself up and stay ready for this hand of your life. Straight.  Memoirs of a Masterminds Hold Card.

I’m letting it out some days by whisper.. I’ll try not to shout. The goals to stay in control. Reacting only with kindness and truth. God is on our side. I feel him now. Yes! A Full House.

Stay continued.. to read and soon listen to real memoirs of a masterminds Hold Card. It has been hard. It will get harder. I refuse to throw in my hand. I will play these cards I’ve been dealt. Like Floyd says I’m a prize-fighter. I’m not fighting for no worthless belt. My words are heartfelt.

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My question to you is simply. Who exactly is ALL? JUST(us)

  

While leaving these inmates to rot… Not even having the decency. Courage is a better word in my opinion (again) in saying this is what is happening. We pray for liberty and justice for ALL. My question to you is simply. Who exactly is ALL? Them. JUST(us) them. Who goes to bed at night, sleeping sound, dreaming dreams, waking up to another beautiful day is responsible for this act? JUST(us) All of us. That is who ALL is. You, Me, Them, Your neighbor, My neighbor. Humans in ALL.   

The guards instructed by the warden, instructed by the military, instructed by the government. Who knows how this went down. It was an each man for himself mentality. That’s moral? These are the trusted individuals we allow to make our decisions. Think about it… Vivid images shake my brain. Shackled human beings in knee-deep water, struggling to stay alive. Cuffed to dead bodies decaying in infested waters. Human Life disrespected so easily. Over a traffic infraction? Really… Over a Minor Traffic Infraction. I need a moment… Reread if you need. I suggest you do. This is life. Real life events you probably had no idea even took place.  How is this Just? What is Just? 

How united are we?

Are any of you out their aware that the us government during hurricane Katrina locked away the prisoners in the prison? Reread that sentence if you need to. By the end of this post you will reread in sadness, anger and disbelief. My intention is not to stir anger. Ever. It’s to wake you up to consciousness.

So again, I say to you. These inmates were locked in their cells. Days prior to this catastrophe ALL televisions’ were removed. ALL radios were removed. ALL inmates were locked in their cells. ALL guards, warden and staff LEFT. Consciously Left these humans to die. While they (the halves) went home to secure the lives of their families, themselves, their animals, their home (material item) These inmates you may be thinking well.. They should have not got in trouble. Well.. To you I say. Not all prisoners/inmates/incarcerated humans are guilty and these in particular individuals were jailed for as minor as a traffic infraction. Misdemeanors. Were not talking death row. Which brings me to what if they were. Is it okay to let our fellow humans die? Rot? To judge, pass judgments. No, it is not. Don’t worry. That is a topic that will not be forgotten on my watch.

Our problems are world problems.

Lazy egotistical Americans. Is that what the rest of the world thinks about us…? Sadly, Yes, I believe a lot do. Can you blame them? Do not be defensive just because you may have been born here in the states. Take offense because it is not who “you” are. Again, be the change you wish to see and have the delight in seeing the change. It starts with you. The rest of the world is not looking to fly these days their self… Confused? It is not okay. Nevertheless, I will make an exception you are here. Now, all I can hope for is that you hear.

Our problems are world problems. Not state problems, individual country problems. They are your problems. Do not think for a moment that little man in North Korea fires a missile and it is not going to effect you. Hope your still here. Hope you can call and make sure your parents and children are okay where ever they might be. I truly feel insulted, disrespected when I watch this thing called news. I feel myself overcome with laughter in briefly forgetting that this is real. Laughter then turns to rage. Wow, this is for real!

For an instance, I was waiting on Betty White and Tina Fey thinking this must be a new SNL episode. Seriously, I mean there showing million dollar posh bunkers! Are they for real? Okay. I get it! These are for the halves. Said best by: Curious George himself. America home of the Haves and Have Not’s. Boy, I tell you. You do not want to be a have not during the bunker crisis. Another visual. Posh bunker. How many humans do you think we could save in bunk beds utilizing and maximizing all the space possible? Now the real visual. They do not want you. Names will be on a list and most of you will not be on it. Most of you are still trying to figure out how to stay in your current above ground home and so sadly, many of us are on the verge of losing everything. Screw one paycheck away! I am talking about dinner on the table tonight. Where is tonight going to come from…? If you are confused. You have never been hungry. Not you. Not a have. I can promise you that!

Best said by: Teresa, New Jersey housewives. Recession? What does that mean? How many humans could fit in her home? So, many homes just like that. Quantity over quality for human life. That is why every 5 seconds a human dies over hunger. Starving to death. Quantity over quality people. Do not get me wrong I am not outing Teresa per se. Just giving you a visual. We all answer for ourselves. Because, the only thing us humans do know is we all have a date. None of us last forever and one day we will all die. Do not hope you do not go in vain. KNOW. Brighten your light. It is time.

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Massive Oil Nightmare

 According to rear adm. mary landrey us coast guard. Crude oil in no way has made it’s way to Florida’s key west. Even though crude oil lumps continues to show up on land. But, in no way possible was that particular oil from the catastrophic bp spill? Is’nt spill a slight understatement? Personally, I think it’s insulting! Wildlife dying.. Business’s failing, And that’s just the beginning. Keep reading. 

My question to you., Humans I share my world with. Earth to all of you?!? Wake the hell up. Do you trust what you are watching and being told to be true? Do you believe this coast guard lady has any iota as to what she’s talking about? Reporting to you? I again am infuriated by all of this ignorance. Guessing games, tinkering with God’s work. Truly unbelievable. Destroying our entire world. The smartest brains here on earth can’t figure out how our heart begins to beat or how to fix this massive oil nightmare. We could go deeper.. Shall we chat about the brainiacs that came up with setting the oil on fire? Of course not. We don’t want to continue bringing attention to our rapidly depleting ozone layer because to so many humans global warming is still fiction in your small bubbles. Update your software folks. Your still operating on a commodore PC with dial-up. Time to step it up. You’re at the right place. I will lace you up so tight. You will need to grab your inhaler. Soon realizing.. You are alive and breathing. Toughen up. Don’t email me with any whining. It’s not becoming of you. Need some Splenda? I don’t sugar coat. Not ever. There’s no time. Time is of the essence. So, this is about as sweet as it’s gonna get. 

Stop. Close your eyes.. For a moment think about Walle the Disney film. Now, remember all those lazy humans/(sheeple) who were completely oblivious to anything other than their own minute bubble. Okay thank you. You got the visual. Now wake the fuck up! Or.. Not. Stop complaining. Your just making noise. Pretty soon I’m sure in the near future I’ll be able to sue you for that too. 

Tick Tock

Very little time left. Hit that dreadful mark of less than six months. Pulling from every place inside me to put this incomprehensible scorching firing flame that ignites my agonizing daily pains. Time is getting shorter. So, are my patience. Find myself sitting in the house waiting… For what you might wonder.. Everyday I to ponder.. Go back to bed. Cover my head.. In less than six months from now my soul will be dead. Trying to find any reason to accept this truth. Publicly my head holds high. Inside another story.. Tormenting and infecting. An untold story some shall remain. Quarantined fully contained. When your time is running short what would you choose to do? While restricted. Feels as though everyone’s monitoring you. Waking up is difficult. Falling asleep near impossible. Realign the focus of my mind on the possible. My heart breaks for our chosen fate. A rebirth, incarnate shall soon take place… I’m so afraid. I must be brave. Embrace this time that’s left. Reminding myself this is another one of Gods tests..

Lesson: Only the strong survive.

Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda…

Aka: yada yada yada
5 ½ million gallons of oil gushing into the gulf everyday. (Our gulf) if you needed a reminder… We have already seen how important this area is too many Americans with the pure devastation of Katrina. So recap. OIL SPILL 1000+ gallons every single minute. Just like every 5 seconds, someone in the world starves to death. Not every 5 minutes. Every 5 seconds. Hello world! Is anyone listening??? This is all happening right here in “our” world. Truly, “Your” world. When will you take a stand? When will you step up and make your contribution? When will you pay your debt to society? Will you? Or do plan to die in vain?

It is a question. You should be asking yourself. And Yes. You do have a debt to pay. We all do. It is time to pay for your ignorance.

It is difficult in taking this government serious. They do not even deserve a capital G. Sorry. The thing is there NOT God. They like to think they are. They love to play God. Only you. ONLY YOU. Can come to the realization that they indeed are not God. Will never be and you should have nothing to worry about. Really.

I know tough. We are all afraid of the irs, board of equalizations… However, at the end of the day they sit and shit just like you. Stop being so scary. You are afraid of the wrong entity. (NO CAPS – They do not get that respect) I will capitalize the name of a celebrity with dignity (BONO) (OPRAH) before you will see me address someone with a paper certificate with no morality, no integrity, no accountability of the suffering they inflict on other individuals and they go home and believe they are safe, untouchable, workers of God. Not my God. NOT MY GOD.