Great thoughts to help you manage emergencies and stress

April 28, 2015

This is a wonderful true story I want to share with everyone who enjoys this blog. If you’ve read me before you know I broke my back two years ago, had to have surgeries, and now have some serious permanent disabilities.

I was a fitness trainer, a dancer, and taught stress management and relaxation (thank God). My life was perfect. Now I am working every day creating my new life, and when I read these paragraphs from a deliciously spiritual book, God in You, by Dr. David Jeremiah, I just had to share………

I never knew I had such respect for Thomas Edison.

“It was December of 1914 when Thomas Edison’s great laboratories in West Orange, New Jersey, were almost entirely destroyed by fire. In one night Edison lost 2 million dollars worth of equipment and the record of much of his life-work. Edison’s son Charles ran frantically about trying to find his father and finally came upon him standing near the fire, his face ruddy in the glow, and his white hair blown by the winter winds.”

“ My heart ached for him” Charles Edison said. “He was no longer young, and everything was being destroyed. He then spotted me. And he said to me, @Where is your mother? Find her. Bring her here. She will never see anything like this again as long as she lives!”

The next morning, walking about the charred embers of so many of his hopes and dreams, the sixty-seven-year old Edison mused, “There is great value in disaster. All our mistakes are burned up. Thank God! We can start all over again.”

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Each day is a new opportunity to begin again.  I am endeavoring to move onward and upward.  I hope you know that no matter what happens in your lives, you have the choice (100%) of how to respond!  Take a breath, find a fair melding of intellect and emotion, and THEN respond.  You can do these things in short order once you make a habit of doing them.  Now, onward and upward for you too!  It’s much more fun than you think to respond in a manner that knocks people off their feet.  “Gosh, look how great his or her response was!”  Gain respect and have a better life.

God bless you!

A bunch of naked ladies and a stitch in time.

April 22, 2015

A blunch of naked ladies

Sorry a bit fuzzy – but you get the idea.

Yes they flowers are called naked ladies!  Did I trick you?

They are called that because they have no leaves or branches – they simply grow flowers.  Cool, eh?

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This is kind of sad.  stitchMy wrist had to have surgery because I broke it in 2011.  Sad because our medical folks are becoming careless.  Maybe they always were.

The last few weeks I noticed some pain and a strange ball in the area of the surgery.  It kept getting more painful and bigger. I asked my husband to take a needle and open it up.  Of course he did, and guess what…..it was a stitch the doctor had forgotten / or missed taking out. It was a little over a quarter inch.  It had been working it’s way to the surface!

My wrist feels fine now.  And that’s my post for the day!  Have a beautiful day – IT IS YOUR CHOICE!  God bless.

Dreams: Mental Images during sleep? Another reality?

April 11, 2015

The place was unknown to me, but there was a familiarity about it.  Tiny tight streets filled with tightly woven businesses. No vehicles, not even a bicycle. Open doors that led to well-lit rooms that seemed so small. It was difficult to tell the time as the sky seemed somewhere between dusk and darkness. The small streets moved upward with an incline that made it almost a chore to move that way.  I knew there was a river down below.

I climbed the circular stairs to a small wooden building and walked boldly into the empty space. It was apparent someone lived there, but the quiet was all around me. Steaming pots rolled their substances in boiling bubbles, while lightweight curtains moved slightly pushing out the open window.

There was a bed in the corner and a small fireplace that sat neatly in the middle of the floor within a container that protected it from lashing out. Coal burnt hotly and I looked below to see the last rays of the sun before the earth turned to the dark side.

It was a strange little place, compact and cozy; within the place your could grasp everything one would need to survive comfortably. I noticed the feeling of a familiar, but unknown presence. It left a spirit of calmness about me.

Ii walked to the open space to pass through to another room. No door, just an area big enough to move from one place to another. Before I did so, I saw a shining instrument sitting in the corner to the left of the door.

It was like a harp, a magnificent instrument that I might have dreamed of playing in another time. I withheld my desire to touch it with thoughts that automatically were respectful of its owner.

As I walked across the threshold to another place the inside became a brilliant mix of protective covering and yet the ceiling was open sky and now the stars sparkled with a blinding brilliance, yet softened by, to my knowledge, space untouched by living creatures.

I saw three handsome me. One spoke to me. He was from the neutered gender, and was warm and charming. He wasn’t sad.  He was muscular and I could tell right away,  kind and true.

The two other men were gentle souls. It didn’t matter, as we were all fixated on something more beautiful than I had ever seen. So simple yet there was elegance

I was spellbound for the moment.

Without warning I found myself leaning forward and bursting into flight and became a presence above the entire setting. It was something I had dreamed of doing before these past years, something I had done, but that was years ago, and when I really could remember how to do it. Then it was necessary to think about lifting and then bending forward slightly as I increased my speed to be able to relax and glide easily – even between buildings tightly woven together. I reached heights and watched, then swooped to glide over where ever I chose to fly.

This time I simply lifted without thought and angled slightly to direct my path above the partially closed building. It was as I had remembered but much less the task of preparation. I just enjoyed the feeling and watched the activity below me. I caught the handsome man peering at me and smiling. I smiled back.

I turned my body and felt as if I was floating on my back in water. A shooting star crossed the path of my eyes and I smiled again.

Again without warning, I felt something touch my hand and then gently lick it.

I opened my eyes and it was the puppy sitting next to the bed. His big eyes told me he needed to go out so I got up, this time on my feet, and took him out. Everything was quiet except the singing of birds and the rustling of leaves in the trees.

The sun was not yet in full view.

I wonder if this will be one of those dreams that will pick up where it left off, or one that simply is speaking to me in bits and pieces. There was no color in this dream, but it wasn’t necessary. It was lovely, and it seemed to be preeminent.

PAY ATTENTION!

April 10, 2015

Yesterday I came within a breath of killing a fourteen or fifteen year old boy. I thank God I was NOT distracted, but was paying attention to my driving.

I was going a safe and legal speed on a street near schools. I was in the left lane. Without warning a boy rode his bike directly in front of my car.

I do thank God I was paying attention or he would have likely been dead, and I would have had an irreparably damaged heart.

It looked like he was going as fast as he could and was doing some sort of maneuver to get across to the other side of the street fast. But I saw his face and immediately slammed on my breaks and turned to the opposite side of the street-the lane nearest the center at the same time. I had to turn. Though my breaks stopped me, if I hadn’t, he would have been hit – he was that close.

I again thank God I did not coming “screeching” to a halt, but my breaks stopped me immediately as I was turning into the other lane.

No one had been coming towards me in that lane, and I only just now realized no one was close enough following me for me to have him or her hit me. I think my swerving was in sync with my turning.

He biked to the other side, obviously shaken. I put my window down and he yelled, “I am so sorry!”

I yelled back, “Thank God I didn’t hit you, but from now on BE CAREFUL. He looked as if he was waiting for me to scream and yell – but I didn’t. I just breathed a sigh of relief and drove on.

So many circumstances were right to leave the boy unharmed, and me not grieving along with his parents.

I felt this was important enough to write as sometimes we all get busy while driving.

I don’t drink, text, or put on makeup and drive. I have talked on the phone and changed my music…both of those are distracting too.

Texting while driving is responsible for over 16,000 deaths and is the number one cause of a teenager driving.

Adults do it too. I’ve seen so many adults talking on phone, eating, texting or doing something other than driving!

So many unnecessary deaths and accidents are caused by not paying attention! Ironically, last week I felt like I hadn’t been doing so, so I wrote a note and put it near my odometer. The note said ‘PAY ATTENTION.”

Happy Easter – beyond the “frenzy to buy”……

April 5, 2015

Corporations and the media have certainly gotten an A+ when it comes to the celebration of Easter. The chord they stuck was with children.

Why how can you NOT decorate eggs, buy Easter toys and decorations, and have Easter egg hunts and candy?

Clearly – once a child is old enough to “want” what they see, manufacturers make sure they see it all!

I understand Easter originally began as a holiday that was imported by German immigrants. Today some people tell children that if they are good the Easter bunny will bring them a basket or treats. Some people have their children leave carrots for a hungry bunny who hops all over the world.

Easter is second only in candy sales to Halloween! Dentists must love the holiday!

Personally I wish I had never been sucked into the realm of all of it when my children were very young. It set the stage for reoccurring celebrations.

Some parents compare the eggs with the resurrection. I find no such comparison.

I don’t always go to church, so I don’t make a point of going to church “just on special holidays”. But if that is your standard, I make no judgment one way or another!

I just hope for anyone who believes Jesus is the only begotten son of God, that they never forget He sacrificed His life so we could share eternity with Him.

For some it is a difficult concept to understand…the “why” of it all still remains rather a mystery. But I am a believer. There are some things I simply do not question but leave to simple faith.

I have found myself in tears thinking of the pain and the horror He lived through, and His sacrifices for His children. Sometimes I just smile knowing that through it all, we will be loved and sharing eternity with this precious son of God.

.Celebrate uour faith. Celebrate the possibility of faith. Celebrate the moments you have to live this day. Celebrate love and our Creator.

Racism

March 24, 2015

I am really sick and tired of all this talk about racism in the United States.  I do not see how we can have a Mulatto president (no one ever says this but he is as much white as black, and that is called a Mulatto), a billionaire hostess for television (Oprah), sports and newscasters, movie stars, scientists,athletes, musicians, educators, mayors and other politicians, etc. etc. etc. and be such a racist country!  I am not just talking about black – but Mexican, Asian and all other people originally from a different culture.

When you are born an American or become an American, or strive to become an American – then you are AMERICAN first, with individual “heritage” next = American African, American Mexican, American whatever!

We are a nation of mixed cultures, and if I do say so, whatever combination mixed seems to be quite nice combinations!

KEEP THE PEASANTS divided!  That is what this is all about.  If a people is divided it makes them powerless to have an uprising, or be any real problem for those “in charge” (politicians, bankers, and the fast growing monopolies).

They become just workers. You don’t have to stand united as a people to work 70 to 90 hours a week!

The PROBLEM, as I see it, IS AND HAS ALWAYS BEEN poverty and lack of REAL education.  Poverty causes a multitude of problems.

Do I have answers?  Not really.  Prayers, anything I am able to do within the realm of my world, and perhaps sharing my thoughts with those of you who enjoy my blogs.

I don’t care for Oprah myself, and I have strong reasons for that – but truth be told – I don’t KNOW Oprah and I am no one’s judge! She did rise from poverty and sexual abuse, to a woman with power and money.  It can be done.

Lastly for today, FYI, I am tired of being blamed for everything.  I was born white (actually I am a mutt) and have a mixed heritage. I look white. I had NOTHING to do with what happened over 100 years ago.  I believe in loving and kindness.  I am no man or woman’s judge, and when I “select” people to hang with (and I am particular) – it has NOTHING, ZIP, NADA to do with culture or heritage.  I want to spend my time with people who are loving, kind, curious, intelligent (that doesn’t always mean educated), funny, and very spiritual!

As a little additional factoid – it was the Portuguese who first used slaves from Africa. The people in America were the last to use humans for slaves.  Did you know their own countrymen (Africans) sold the first slaves and many thereafter!  The black man was the first to sell black men!

So lighten up everyone. The deal is to love the heart and spirit- and that comes in many colors!

A strange day takes a Holy turn!

March 16, 2015

I had absolutely NO intention of writing this. NONE at all. I lay down because of the weakness of my back, and I needed to put heat on my back because the pain is overwhelming. I was feeling terrible and thought about the meaning of hope. With all sincerity, I put the laptop on my lap, and the words below just came tumbling out of my head. No forethought, no thought at all of what to write in this post….except to write what is posted below: Verbatim.  I haven’t even re-read what I wrote – 100% honestly!  I will later….
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No wonder we cannot understand why God allows terrible things to happen. It’s all a dream. From a perspective that assumes I have an inkling of really KNOWING all about God, I think I get it.

We are God’s creations, but in order for God to understand the human being, mind, body and soul, He sent His son to see if we are worth all the trouble. Jesus knows a great many of us are, and just needed a teacher to show the Way.

Jesus knows. He understands everything is REAL to us. He knows that pain and torture are real to us. He knows that the suffering of man is almost unbearable – enough to ask God Himself NOT to follow through with the plan. He was also afraid and did not want to face the torture man can inflict upon another. He saw the pain the death of others caused those who truly loved each other.  He saw the questioning of God’s existence when a child was lost…

He had an edge. He could have used his power, as the ONLY begotten Son of God, to perform a miracle and not sacrifice Himself. But He also understood the power of CHOICE that man has within himself.

He chose to take on “the world” and all the “sins of man” to become the ultimate mentor and advocate for God Himself. He died so that when our earthly death comes to take us, we are not lost forever into oblivion. He chose to be our Shepherd and guide. He was and is, the Way, the Truth and the Life.

He took upon Himself, within His mind and body, ALL of our mistakes, and the evil behavior of many of us. He carried the burden to His death….and Resurrection.
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Here is an absolute post script. I didn’t remember this even until I had written the post, and then the preface. It just came to me. One of those epiphany moments. I had gotten out of bed this morning (and I confess – I have been on a spiritual low for a while) – and I got on bended knees next to the bed. That’s no easy trick for me since my back surgeries. I simply asked that the Holy Spirit be activated and fill me.

I feel at peace right now, and I am breathing easier. Sweet!  I also just read the post, and it is exactly what I do believe but more in terms the common man (myself included) can comprehend.  Sometimes the Bible is a tad difficult and confusing.

A strange day!

March 16, 2015

I could have given up as my keyboard has been turning off and it is kind of distracting – HOWEVER, this has been such a strange day thus far, I need to share it.  There will be two posts today.

The first one was my dream last night:

I saw the large pool and it was so clear I could see how deep it was. No one was swimming in the pool, no one near except a man and a woman who stood near the side of the pool in the shallow area. They spoke softly. As I walked the far edge of the pool I could hear his voice, now gruff and much louder. I could also hear the shrill and obvious displeasure in her voice. Both were talking at the same time.

I walked to the concert area and the group of women who had been practicing for weeks were arguing with four members of another group. I understood after all the practice they dedicated, they wanted to present their interpretation of the play.

I also knew the members of the other group, far more experienced and professional, and they were simply trying to offer suggestions to refine and excite the performances. Everyone was chattering loudly and defensively at the same time.

No one understood the others motives, really, they were just trying to hold on to what was so important it wound up in an arguement.

As I left the hall one frail girl asked a man of questionable character, if he could score any drugs. I walked by them quietly.

I entered the door to the left and saw the group that had been in the concert hall. Don’t know how they had gotten there without passing me in the hallway. The experienced and really good group were discouraged. They were talking about how they had spent years on the road working hard and still were left with a pittance and no place to go at the moment.

Somehow I knew the person who usually occupied the opulent and airy room. The bedroom had been neat, but once I spoke to the owner, and asked him if they could stay the night, and they knew it was okay, they began to drop their bags and instruments and sit or relax, one by one on a bed or chair.

The once attractive woman, now worn and exhausted, began to sing softly. Her sweet voice sent chills through my body as I recognized the words, “how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me…”

The words faded into silence as she wearily closed her eyes and her constantly wringing hands and body relaxed into a deep sleep. She was oblivious to the world around her. I could see her as a beautiful young woman. She still was beautiful in an ethereal way.

I knew they needed money and I opened my bag to find lots of money. There were rolled bills, a stack of flat bills – topped with a hundred dollar bill. There were several rolls of money and a heavy bag of change. I peeked in it and there were only quarters and half dollars. I had no idea where the money came from but felt pressed to count it.

I looked around and everyone else was either resting on a bed (or sitting)  with a laptop near by, or one form or another of the almighty iphone. Each donned tiny earphones placed carefully at the lobe of their own ears. One man both looked and listened at two different electrical appliances at once, with the seriousness of someone trying to do the impossible “perhaps unboil an egg” I thought.

I remembered going to an enormous “event” earlier. The top of the building looked like the striped and vibrant design of an old time circus. Everyone had prepaid to enter.

I looked around and thought, “I am in the midst of so many things that mean absolutely nothing. Everyone works so hard and pay with the hours of their lives, and then they pay to enter this place and spend all of their money on things that mean NOTHING.”
It seemed preposterous to me.

I came back to the present moment  began to count the cash. The bound stacks of money were different. Some lighter in tones and some quite a bit darker. I thought it might be counterfeit. Then I thought, it’s all counterfeit anyway…bills made of paper that purchase things that mean nothing. I thought of my home. Modest, sturdy, a place to sleep and be tied to day after day. – I paid almost $700.00 in interest alone. Everything seems to be counterfeit. “You pay to live and it’s all meaningless,” I thought.

$5,500 thus far. I knew it all was placed before our eyes (technology, things and money) to snare us into the trap. The almighty we dedicated our lives to brought distance and arguing between peoples. It took without return, except what “appeared” to be a fleeting moment of worth.

I thought all the beauty and things of actual value given to us freely, and how we all seemed to push these things aside for the shiny gold coin. I thought of God and opened my eyes and realized I had been dreaming.

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The second post will be after I grab something to eat.  I felt my stomach hurt.  God bless all those who find themselves hungry with nothing to eat.

Brad Culpepper – Insurance fraud or not?

February 5, 2015

Brad Culpepper, an Ex-NFL player has been accused of insurance fraud!

His case is really a complex one.
I HAVE to take strong pain medication for my injuries and two neurosurgeries that followed – JUST TO allow me to FUNCTION “almost normally”.

Because you can look at someone and see him or her act normally – at least in your visual perception – it does NOT me that person is without injuries or pain! If you saw his intrview he did take off his shirt and show two of the injuries.

I think most insurance companies are a total rip-off anyway. You have homeowners IN CASE something horrible happens and you need help. You have car insurance IN CASE you are in an accident. You have medical and dental insurance IN CASE you need work done on your body or teeth. You have life insurance for years, JUST IN CASE you die unexpectedly. It’s all pretty morbid.

Something many people don’t know is that most term life insurance policies (ones you think will leave your loved ones monetarily set) raise their premiums after ten years of you paying premiums. Most people don’t pay too much attention to paperwork, and my friend didn’t either. After ten years of paying a policy on her husband they upped the payments so high she could not afford to pay premiums, so she cancelled. Her husband died from a heart attack shortly thereafter.

There is a way to keep that from happening. IF YOUR COMPANY WILL DO IT, change that term life policy / or whole life, to “universal life policy” and you may pay a bit more each premium, but the payments will NEVER go up, and the payout is guaranteed the same!

Back to the subject matter! If I had published this yesterday I would have said the insurance company is full of garbage. Now I am sitting on the fence.

I do know when severely injured, pain and even some disabilites can be OVERWHELMNG. I am a Christian so suicide is out of the question – but there were more times than a “few” I really thought I wished I could kill myself. I am over that now with lots of prayers, ( a wonderful God), TIME (an inordinant amount of time), AND pain meds to get managing my pain so I can function and have a little life.

Even with pain meds I still deal with severe nerve pain and “other invisible problems.” I taught fitness for years, but I never thought of the nerves in the body until mine were damaged and some even killed!

As I wrote, some of my disabilities are visible. I have to use a cane. MANY more are invisible to the naked eye. I understand people looking at someone with those invisible disabilities and on pain meds, and think “they aren’t disabled at all!” BS.

DO NOT JUDGE SOMEONE because they are strong enough mentally and physically to “look” like they are fully functional and capable. Would you rather have them whine and cry and be intrusive to YOUR feeling good. You have a right to feel good. I am not going to wear a sign with specifics about my disability and pain.

Good for Brad in continuing his life. That being said, I read that he began mixed martial arts before receiving a settlement of $175,000.00. That is a difficult sport, unless perhaps, he was participating in a very modified program. That is possible. Perhaps in being active and accepting “limits” he helped his body to heal even more in time. That is possible too.

Here is where I stand on this particular subject. I am no one’s judge. No one can jump in my body and feel my pain, nor my motivation to work through constant pain.

Although a part of me says, I am glad he got a settlement. I saw his visible injuries, and he was obviously disabled in some ways, maybe many. I personally know MENTAL injury can take a constant toll on one’s life!

Insurance companies get their money regardless – unless the horrific happens. If he were taking a monthly disability year after year after year, like SO MANY FLAKES and FAKERS do, it would be different. He took a settlement. Perhaps then his tenacious spirit healed him further mentally and physically. I like to think in positive terms. Good for him! At least someone with a history of working and real injuries got something!!!

I find it disgusting that a man with REAL and PERMANENT injuries takes a settlement, agreed upon by the insurance company and himself. and then in their eyes- he should not get better. If he heals any more he is a faker. The healing must stop. Certainly if he is able to participate, working through the incredible pain, and taking heavy duty pain pills, it means he wasn’t really hurt. Come on.

I hope I am right, but again, I am no one’s judge on this planet earth. It is up to each individual how he or she lives life! If you are truthful then you cannot be caught in a lie. If you are honorable your character will excel and the person you are will blossom into something wonderful! If you LOVE, you cannot go wrong!

Have a stellar day. We all have the power to choose how our day unwinds. We have, at least, the power to respond to each thing that happens to us, and that is 100% all the time. I choose onward and upward!

The State of the Union – Huh!

January 23, 2015

Here is the true state of the Union. Money controls because it empowers.  Politicians control because they come under the guise of the “people’s” representatives – and they get fabulous money and benefits.  Those with fabulous money never have to worry about protection, and those with moderately fabulous money will simply hire people to protect them.  Our government has the biggest weapons of course. Those with the biggest weapons always rule.

Let’s give our weapons in and just let the government run everything, and hope the bad guys gave their weapons in too!  No that’s not a good idea – that’s what happened in Hitler’s case.  (If you aren’t familiar with that history, you should brush up a bit.)

If you think people are informed – think again.  The media has swayed this country since the beginning of it.  I spent the last three days reading and studying our Constitution, slavery, etc.…Gosh, my eyes have been opened.  I read different versions – I think I finally read the truth about history.

If you think the common man is educated, find the Jimmy Kimmel show that happened around MLK day, and listen to his interviews of “the common man.”  It is disgraceful. Did you know there was much dissention about creating this holiday? Reagan and MANY people didn’t want to initially, but football labor unions and others…put the pressure on the folks to sway the vote.

It is also disgraceful our government send three representatives to Ferguson for the funeral of a young criminal.  You may not like cops but if in trouble who do you call – ghost busters? I think not!

People like Al Sharpton instigate Trouble with a capital T. The media and anyone looking for fame, no matter what, run to any situation to ensuethe biggest story and the most media possible. Ever hear of editing….

I didn’t start this post with “any intention”, but I am a bit fired up at all the lies told daily to invoke a separation of citizens.  “A house divided falls” – have you ever heard that?

John Perry is an idiot. He sent a “hug to Paris” and had JamesTaylor sing “You’ve Got a Friend.” Throw up. Our pres. was too busy to go to Paris.

Do not be fooled.  State of the Union?  Huh. For all his rhetoric and fluffy speech, I heard these things:  Hail all the supreme leader who won both elections. Did you listen to the speech? Really?

How about this:  “I will NOT let THIS congress endanger the health of our children by turning back the clock on OUR efforts.”  (Translation:  I will veto any bills the republicans try to pass regarding health care- the OUR stood for Democrats. A hand across the table brother.

Already he has his pen in hand to negate anything the congress that the PEOPLE OBVIOUSLY VOTED IN this last election.  He said those words with a connotation I picked up that really said he isn’t going to do anything anyone else wants to do!

“Climate change poses an immediate risk to national security.”

Say what?  (A very well educated friend always said, our records only REALLY go back for a limited time.  Climate has always changed and most people just theorize what’s happening, it’s all theory.”)

“We reject offensive stereotypes of Muslims, lesbians, gays, transgender, and bi-sexual.” (Just whom is obama speaking for anyway?)  A bit of stereotyping, (remember 9-11, and read about today’s terrorists), goes a long way towards prevention!

Personally I like to think I do not judge ANY PERSON, however, I have certain “unalienable rights” to think freely, and to speak – and should without hesitation! Whatever is my own personal set of beliefs, I will speak my mind and not be afraid to say what I believe when asked.  If that is wrong, since I am not a terrorist or killer, or a bigot, then I am just not in America any more!

Speaking of rights – AT LEAST 38, yes CITIZENS of 38 states VOTED NOT to treat same sex marriage like the marriage between a man and woman. Thereafter, slowly, 38 State court judges changed the ruling because it wasn’t fair. Why vote?

Also kind of ticks me off that the electoral vote picks the president…I don’t even know why Californians, or anyone in the far western states votes – makes NOT ONE BIT of difference in the elections.  And this year, because of the lack of boundary on “donations” to candidates – pretty much once again, MONEY RULES, FAIR Play DROOLS!

Talk about the truth.  I’d like to see obama, while smoking his cigarette (YES he smokes), and say: “Actually my really name is Barry, I’ve been trained in Muslim ways, and I am as much white man as I am black man. I married a real black woman…so don’t be racist or judgmental.”    HHHHAHAAAAAAHAAAA.  True, but that is never going to happen. I am not just picking on the swave, Harvard education “speaker” – I refer to LIES from them all!

Let’s give junior college to everyone for free!  What a brilliant idea.  Let’s take motivation to attain goals out of the picture altogether, and just pay billions for those who want to go.  I wonder if that includes illegals, senior citizens, children who were unable to finish high school because they cared for an aging parent or grandparent…etc.  Why should anyone have to work for anything, anyway!  Just let the government use the willing ones work and pay taxes, keep those who have no motivation or like to drink and use drinks – just barely existing and out of the way, and make sure billions are put in the fund to protect the politicians from every stray man and woman LEFT BEHIND.

My friend told me she knows a lady and her husband who escaped to the us fourteen years ago, and neither work.  The man is 50 something and he spends most of his day in the apt. bedroom being depressed, and neither of them know English yet.  However, they are paid by the government and do exist.

He forgot to mention Isis and our other terrorist groups.  He didn’t mention the fact he will veto anything that tries to keep funding away from accepting millions of illegal aliens.  We haven’t enough jobs for citizens, 50% of America’s children are poor, and what we teach these people is that doing something illegal pays off!

Liberties?  Privacy?  For the middle class “folks” (he uses this when he wants to be like a peasant)- give me a flipping break.  Next month there will be drones about your house letting the government know in which room you are standing.

If you say ANYTHING out of what the “text” of those in charge want you to say, LOOK OUT, and if you keep listening to the media – you will be a member of the “dumbing down of America club”.

Exhortion – being forced to pay health insure when you are young and don’t really need it.  Having taxes taken out and never really have a say in anything.  The folks who left England to form a new country were tired of being taxed to death.

As an addendum – did you know the Portuguese were the first to sell slaves from Africa, and Africans were the ones who rounded up and sold their countrymen? Most of Europe and many South American countries joined in selling slaves – a couple of centuries, maybe more, before America joined in.  Even Lincoln would have sent Africans to South America or back to Africa, but he couldn’t figure out the logistics….honest.  I guess as a white person I am sick of taking all the wrap – besides I would NEVER do something like that.  That was then – this is now!  Forgive and forget the past or you will waste your entire life.

If this country is so prejudice why do we have a mullato president? How could Oprah become a billionaire and an actress? Why do America’s Got Talent and  American Idol (Harry Conick Jr. is soooo funny!- I am an idol head again because of the judges! ) allow all races to participate? How do all races participate in music?How come sport teams are made up of different races.  And how in the heck do we all live in peace day by day by day, most days?  That’s not reported, is it!

So let’s do what we can.

Rebel by living a good life following what we believe, loving each other regardless of anyone trying to convince us we don’t. Rebel by being a decent person and a good neighbor, loving our children and other children, and being kind to our pets.

Rebel by saying many prayers and remembering we are all human and just because we don’t get radical doesn’t mean we give in!

REBEL – BE HAPPY!


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