Defeated
I’m sorry I can’t help you.
All the words of wisdom have been written.
No one wants to hear them anymore.
Chaos has been unleashed and
stupidity are the rule now.
Ignorance and blindness are the leaders
of what once was a great nation.
Humanity is too busy to care about the elderly and innocent of the world.
Where have all the great ones who loved their people enough gone?
To Hell that’s where.
Believers its over. Hell is here and no one lifts a finger to fight against it.
Your children are slaves to the Beast because you allowed it.
No one stands up for what’s right anymore, they all back up and say everything is ok. As long as no one is offended then it’s ok.
I can’t be a straight white older woman with disabilities and disagree with today’s agenda because that may offend some one else. Well what if I’m offended by the nonsense that’s being allowed to go on?
I have Black and Native American heritage but look at me and I am white skinned and redhead because I’m also Scottish.
I raised 4 sons and two of them are gay. I didn’t raise them to be anything other than kind and simple human being. I love them all.
Im finished here. I’m no longer needed or wanted.
The Darkness has Won!
Puppy?
So I in my infinite wisdom decided that my service dog, a Great Dane Karma, needed a buddy to play with.
i came to this conclusion because she always wants to play with the neighbors dogs through the fence.
So online was someone who found a starving puppy, but couldn’t keep him because she had an apartment.
His little face just made me melt!
Now I have fostered rescues before both horses and dogs so I think this will be the same.
Wrong!
His name is Bruce. He is a 7 month old male American bulldog, think Chance on ”Homeward Bound “ with Micheal J. Fox‘s voice.
Bruce is almost that dog in every way possible.
Karma’s personality is more like Sassy the cat. She is constantly complaining about her new brother picking on her and how he won’t leave her or her stuff alone! For that matter, he won’t leave anything alone! If I am sweeping the floor he attacks the broom. He finds things that have been lost for a while, things like socks under the bed, a bra I thought got thrown away, and no matter how much I work at keeping things tidy, he manages to find an old peanut butter lid to chew up!
Honestly though, this little guy has brought so much joy into my life I wouldn’t trade him for anything!
Bruce will get his kong and play for hours. He loves to learn new tricks and he’s smart. I’m patient with him because he is just a puppy after all, we all go through the teething stage, and toddle/adolescent stage in our lives.
In time I know he will be a great adult dog, but, will he live that long if he keeps chewing things up? Lol!
Longing
How long does it take a drop of rain to find the sea?
How long does it take to discover
true love?
How many seasons must come and go
before the soul finds his mate?
One thousand?
Two thousand?
Three thousand years?
How long does one wait?
The Soul is blind to skin color
Blind to Ethnicity and blind to creed.
If it takes more than a lifetime,
another Three thousand lifetimes,
it will always be worth it.
Three Thousand Years of Longing…
Biased
My fellow writers, I must preface this by saying I am very disappointed with
the censorship that is seeming to take over all social media.
Religion, racism, image shaming,
Fake propaganda and now you can’t even make a simple post without getting attacked simply because they disagree.
I don’t understand it all because I was raised and raised my children to move on and leave those people behind.
Love and compassion and concern for others has been my life.
It makes me very sad and angry that when I post an observation ( it was clearly stated it was an observation)
that others pop on there and are just mean! I believe in live and let live, I may not agree with someone but I don’t have the right nor am I entitled
to get on someone else’s post just to tell them how much I disagree or hate their opinion.
If you’re an American, that’s not freedom of speech it’s just downright being rude and hateful under the guise of Freedom of Speech. Frankly it needs to stop. Allowing a certain group of people to be disrespectful but censoring someone else who isn’t the same as that group is just as bad.
Being biased against others because of color, politics or creed is wrong and I am thinking of getting off social media completely.
I am overcome with awe at the deep compassion and love of our fellow beings show even when living through their own hardships.
I become overwhelmed with tears wishing I could give more than advice from my own experiences.
The deepest form of true love is having compassion for another and at least trying to understand and help them realize they are not alone.
The capacity we all have depends upon how much we can trust each other.
I have deep gratitude to the Dali Lama for promoting peace and harmony, also proving these aren’t weakness.
What is Hell?
Hell is:
Having plans to become a Veterinarian
only to have a ninth grade education.
Loving children who do not
love you back.
Knowing that I survived death
three times only to end up a shut in
with a brain injury No pitty please!
Loosing everyone and everything you ever held dear and knowing you will
never have that again.
Loving someone so much that you knew the best life for them was to let them go so they could be happy, not once but three times.
Hell is seeing the world pass by,
when I used to be in the fast lane.
Real Hell is when others know you and try to tell you it could be worse, or to look on the bright side, but they cannot understand or comprehend your life at all.
I still wonder
WHY AM I STILL HERE!
Pray not for wealth
The love of wealth with out sharing is greed. Greed and corruption run together. Do not pray for wealth of gold, pray for humanity’s prosperity. What you are living through today is an illusion created by those in power and wealthy. When you prosper only then may I prosper.
Namaste
Perception
Perception is the reflection
I reflect you, you reflect me.
A mirror reflects the image
it receives, how you accept
is how you perceive.
The minds eye is what really matters
no matter how badly distorted
as long as the emotion flatters.
Perception of the reflection supports
the emotion despite the
desperation.