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Don’t Let The Door Hit Ya…

1 Apr

**Alert** This post is nothing more than a frustrated rant.  I left out a lot, omitted much of the cursing I felt like doing, and didn’t mention the fact that I blame no one but ourselves for this situation.  Never EVER rely on friendship to keep housemate situations peaceful.  Always draw up a contract and get some sort of deposit when letting someone move in with you.  You will always end up regretting it if you don’t.

 

My Love and I have been together since October of 2011.  When we became a ‘couple’, his previous girlfriend still lived in his house, as she had nowhere else to go at the time.  There she remained until the 1st of October 2012.

We so enjoyed it when she moved out.  We finally had the place to ourselves.  No one to worry about coming in at ‘inconvenient’ times, or disturbing anyone else with our chaotic sleep schedule.  The place was finally OURS.

Except by Halloween 2012, it wasn’t.

Within weeks of ex-girlfriend moving out, old-high-school-buddy had contacted him and said he needed someplace to stay for a while.  He was having trouble in his marriage, and he needed to get out and get his head straight, try to fix the problems, etc. etc. I’ll call him ‘Andy’.  So, because Andy (technically his mother, since Andy was still just a kid) had let my Love live with him for about 6 months when they were in school together and my Love had left home, my Love felt that he owed it to him to help him out.

I met ‘Andy’ the day he began moving his stuff into our house. Continue reading

On Being Raised Racist

30 Sep

This post is possibly inflammatory, and was very difficult to write… please read the commenting guidelines before crafting a reply.  Thank you.

I was raised racist.

That’s a scary thing to admit in this day and age, when merely saying the word ‘racism’ is inviting an emotional firestorm down on your head.

A few days ago, my submission to ‘Project O’ was posted.  In the days leading up to its publication, I began to grow concerned.  I’d answered the questions as openly and honestly as I was able, including things I wasn’t necessarily proud of, namely the fact that I was raised to be a racist. Continue reading

Hunger – A Preventable Tragedy

20 Aug
Garbage, Beijing

Garbage, Beijing (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Do you know what happens to that perfectly good double cheeseburger that you ordered with no pickles when you return it to the fast food restaurant because they put pickles on it?  Well, if they don’t break the rules and just toss it back under the heat lamp for the next customer, they toss it.

Perfectly good food, tons of it, gets tossed in the garbage every single night all around the world.  Why?  Because our laws are set up that way.

If a restaurant makes too much food (and they do every single day) the law says that for them to get a better tax break on the ‘loss’, they must throw it in the trash.  If they donate it to the needy – the poor, the homeless – they don’t get a break on their taxes due to Uncle Sam (or if they do, it’s not comparative to the ‘loss’ tax break).  In addition, they put LOCKS on their garbage containers, to intentionally prevent the hungry that are willing to sacrifice their dignity and dig through garbage for food from reaching it.  In fact, should someone decide to breach these holy bastions of garbage to relieve the ache in their bellies, they can be arrested for stealingContinue reading

Bruised But Not Broken – A Survivor’s Tale

18 Aug
child abuse

child abuse (Photo credit: Southworth Sailor)

I am a survivor.

Bruised and scarred, but not broken, even though there are moments in which I feel I am.  I have survived abuse, in one form or another, since I was seven years old.  One abuser is dead (and burning in Hell, if there is a just god), another is still alive, in my life, and loved very much, because I am old enough now to understand.  I don’t have to approve of a thing to understand the motivation behind it.  I have forgiven, and life has moved on to happier, healthier times, because they have found it in themselves to change.  Another abuser is still alive (I assume) but completely out of my life, and although I haven’t been able to completely forgive, I’ve shed most of my anger and feel mostly pity and sorrow.  I count that as a win, too.

I am here to tell anyone who will listen or who needs to hear, that there IS life after abuse.  No, the memories will never go away.  The nasty little voice in your head will never be completely silenced, but there is life, and it can be a very, very good life. Continue reading

America- Lowering IQ, One Glass Of Water At A Time

10 Aug
Česky: Pitná voda - kohoutek Español: Agua potable

Česky: Pitná voda – kohoutek Español: Agua potable (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’d like to ask those of you reading this to suspend your disbelief and skepticism for the few minutes it will take to get through.  I encourage you all to watch the video I’ve referenced, to share your thoughts on what’s entailed here, and to research the content on your own.  I don’t claim to be a scientist, nor an expert, but when I saw this, I was utterly flabbergasted that it could even be possible.  It’s a scary thought, if it’s true, that we are voluntarily poisoning ourselves and our children.

Those of you who have followed my blog know that I am exploring an interest in the metaphysical; things like psychic ability, reincarnation, etc.  In this topic, much mention is made about the ‘third eye’, it’s function, and the belief that the pineal gland in the human brain is actually its location.  I started looking into this because I read something that mentioned fluoride actually calcifies the pineal gland, which alarmed me because of its significance to psychic abilities, and calcifying/stopping up/killing this gland, if indeed it is the source of these abilities, is definitely NOT a good thing.  What I found was way worse than that.

Today, as I was perusing some of the sites I was considering using for my ‘Related Posts’ section of a post, I ran across a post (can’t remember how I got there) entitled ‘Do Electromagnetic Fields Affect The Pineal Gland, Limiting Human Consciousness?‘.  This naturally piqued my curiosity, because of the possible relation of the pineal gland to certain metaphysical functions in humanity including enlightenment and ESP, so I read it, and clicked on a link it contained about fluoride because I’ve heard many people mention in passing that it was bad for us, and more recently, someone whose opinion I respect very much has mentioned more than once that fluoride is poisoning us.  This link brought me to a page that had many links regarding fluoride, and I was overwhelmed by the sheer number of articles, so I just scanned through and clicked one randomly.  I was very happy with my choice, because it ended up containing documentaries/public addresses on several subjects, some of which I may post about at a later date, but today, I’ll just focus on fluoride.   Continue reading

America – Til Underverse Come

30 Jul

Warning: This post is possibly inflammatory, and if it upsets you, please read the ‘posting rules’ on the About page before commenting.  Thanks!

My new but already dear-to-my-heart friend over at Spirits and The Paranormal made a post yesterday about the her Maori heritage, and she and I got into a discussion in the comments about history and heritage, and I commented that I was envious about the fact that she (along with so many other cultures) had such a rich background to be rooted in and a part of. I bemoan the fact that as a 10+ generation American with nothing more exotic in my background than English and German ancestry that is so distant as not to even count, I have no ‘culture’ to claim as my own.

She replied the following:

But America has a lot to be proud of. You stood up to the English to get your Independence. That was a huge thing to be proud of and you ended slavery in the US. Okay it was 30 years after the Brits but you did it. Some countries still haven’t done that. You invented the mass production of the cars and lets not forget Motor City, Detroit produced so much at one point. You gave us Elvis and Motown. You don’t back down. You Americans do patriotism better than any other country on the planet. You perfected Space Travel. You should be proud. I can’t wait to come to AMerica. You have a rich culture, it’s just made up of every flag in the world but sometimes you need a big melting pot to make the best product. Continue reading

85 Year-Old Woman Abused

14 Jul
Mrs.O on her 85th birthday.  2013.

Mrs.O on her 85th birthday. 2013.

Today’s post is a serious one.  Abuse in any form is disgusting and despicable, but especially so when it occurs against those who are unable to defend themselves- children, animals and the elderly.  For those of you who think nursing homes are the only places elderly abuse takes place, please, read on and discover how erroneous that line of thinking is.

I’d like to introduce you to Mrs. O.  She’s an 85-year-old woman who is bedridden, weighs less than 100 lbs, suffers from short-term memory loss and mostly blind due to stroke, and has no teeth.  She has lived with her son and his wife for the last nine years.  As a young woman, she married a man twenty years her senior who already had four children, and gave birth to four children of her own during their marriage.  Her husband passed away in the eighties, and from that point she lived on her own until health issues required that she move in with her son after in-home care was no longer an option.  For the first 7 1/2 years, she was under the sole care of her daughter-in-law until a fall resulting in a broken hip led to declining health, eventually leading to her becoming bedridden.  At this point the family felt that her care was too much for her DIL (daughter-in-law) to handle alone, so they called in a local in-home care company to provide care for her during the day and assist with things like feeding and bathing, changing linens, etc.  The family didn’t want to subject her to a nursing home where she would be surrounded by strangers, and they felt she was safer having her cared for in their home instead of at a facility where they couldn’t monitor her care.  Continue reading

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