Come out, Come out, Where ever you are..?

Come out, Come out, Where ever you are..? I lay here and think… Where are you really? Under a rock? Behind a tree? Out of orbit? Globe trotting planet Me..? I can see your lost. Written all over your face. My own body I quickly steady to readily embrace. A stare down in the mirror. Focus. Lose focus. No single tear around here. Sobbing. Snotty.  I stare down this lost scared little girl glare. Come back to me. Come back to me. I hear. Spirit broken. Then stolen long ago. Running around here empty. A ghost of a soul. Fear has run almost everyone out. Compassion holds strong. A personally composed love song. The inner workings of me strung ever so gently.. The avenue which God has blessed me with to carry me through. Oh what a quest. The smallest realizations that the physical body is simply my sacred nest. Complicated encoded in another language from a dialect like no other seen before. More advanced than hieroglyphics in stereo. I decoded in minutes time. Me I am my penance. We are in the matrix here and now. Just a matter of opening the right door. Narrow. UN·wide. Wrong way no more. Turn the knob. Just choose a door. Door number one. Door number two. Door number three. A googolplex of doors surrounds me. Fear freezes me. Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Time waits for know one. Am I then someone? I open my eyes. Squinting. Everything so bright. Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I have committed murder in the third degree. My feelings of shame and loss of ego asks that you forgive me so I can move forward purely. Third or first it’s all the same. Cows slaughtered for my selfish fillets. Fear and pain they too feel. A pricey piece of veal. KILL KILL KILL. A deadly virus thought to be a needed program. Administrating the same result. Perpetuated murder. I reek of death. By conscious consumption. I understand pain. It’s taken over me tired with no energy fruit and vegetables. Nuts and beans. Vitamins and weed. Grown from the ground. Reacting to sound. My heartstrings tugged. No murder to take place. Heard it all a thousand times before. Dropping weight. Constant headaches. Discomfort confirms change. Change confirms growth = ↑up (= that much closer to GOD) So, many questions that no longer conform to the standard application carried by most. I upgraded my software, purchased my domain name and switched my host. I don’t want to live lost in my body forever. Haunted by my own ghost. I’m afraid to die in vain. I must open myself to change. Truly figure out a way to sustain for my remainder of time allotted to this short existence of time that shall determine my “true value and worthiness” on judgment day passed onto me for my choices while here in true purgatory every test perfectly placed and designed for etra•ordinary me by Divinity.

Conclusion: Mans best friend if I had to would I eat?

A: NO. Not ever.

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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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Good morning sunshine!

How did you sleep last night? Can I get you a cup of coffee? Perhaps a little tea? Starting my day off on a positive note is crucial to how the rest of my day usually turns out. Let our days be filled with greatness and our hearts filled with love. Have a blessed day ♥

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.