Politicians or Terrorists

Who needs terrorists to strike fear into the hearts of Americans when we Have Politicians to do it for us. Once again they have found an excuse to hold a pissing contest up on Capitol Hill, only this time there is more at stake.
Everyday we hear statements from both sides how they won't back down, and with time quickly running out, and no agreement reached it will force this country into Financial Chaos. Stock Markets will crash. Unemployment Rates will Skyrocket. Government Checks such as Social Security will not be issued. People's bills will not be paid. The Economy will Crash and Burn.
Who needs the Al Queda when we have our own Government performing acts of terrorism against us?

I wonder if People will jump from the windows like they did in the Great Depression....

Have We Lost The Spirit of 1776

This Country was founded to create o freedom for everyone, not just a select few. Freedom of Religion was a big issue back in 1776. Our forefathers wanted the right to be able to worship as they saw fit without answering to The Mother Church of England. They bound together and worked hard, provided for one another's needs, and a Democracy was formed. For the People , By The People. A Spirit of Unity.
Does this still hold true today? Many of us would like to think so, but let's examine some current agendas facing us today.
Social welfare programs designed to help the impoverished have been drastically reduced if not eliminated, despite the objections of constituents. While the Higher Bracketed Income Based Wage Earners still enjoy Tax breaks.
Programs such as Planned Parenthood which provide Health Screenings to Low Income Women and Teens have come under fire and face extinction. They cite lack of funding, but in reality they are using it to promote their Religious Beliefs calling everyone who uses Planned Parenthood "Baby Killers".  Politicians should respect the rights of everyone to observe their own religion, and not be so ignorant as to suggest Birth control or a Cancer Screening is an Abortion.
A True American would not let his Brother starve in the street. 

I Cried Today

I Cried today
For those of you don't know how
For the Beaten
For the Used
For the Abused

I Cried today
For the Liars
For the Cheaters
For the Schemers
For the Thieves

I Cried today
For the Murderers
For the Rapists
For the Perverts

For their Families

I Cried today
For the Judge
For the Jury
For the System
For the Executioner

I Cried today
For those who seek Justice
For those that don't get Justice
For Politics and Democracy
For all the money that washes it away

How Hospice helped Nancie Beat Cancer

Nancie had Lung Cancer that had spread to her brain. She fought it until she could no longer physically fight it anymore, along with the help of Hospice and her Biological Daughter, who became her Medical Power of Attorney, Nancie won her WAR with Cancer. Yes she did pass away, but problems thst she struggled with all her life were finally given closure. Nancie was granted peace.
Here is her story:

She met her husband Mosey through our Aunt Eleanor and it was love at first sight. Her and Mosey had their problems and she eventually came back home pregnant with her daughter Lisa, but she never really got over Mosey. In fact his picture was in the room with her when she died.

My sister Nancie was my best friend, and I could go to her for anything. She practically raised me. So many things will remind me of her now that she is gone. Roses, she loved roses, and Elvis, and Stephan King. Most of all I would say Nancie loved her family.

Her  two daughters Lisa and Debbie and the third one who she doted on as if she were her daughter Chloe. Her grandchildren.  Jacob, Matthew, Gabe, Shayla and Bella who’s smile can brighten up any room.

Nancie fought Cancer to the bitter end. She loved and cared for her children and wanted to make sure all was right before she left.

There was just one thing she wanted personally for herself before she could pass on, and only Matthew could give that to her. Matthew had finally understood that Nancie was his Grandmother, and he went to her deathbed and called her Grandma Nana and kissed her goodbye. She had found closure, and all her loose ends were tied up.

Nancie passed on while holding Lisa’s hand, together they visualized the River to Crossover and how she was to be restored. With a Kiss Goodbye  and affirmations of her good Mothering skills, Nancie passed away.

She is free from suffering, free from pain. Many things were revealed to her along her journey. Cancer didn’t win. Nancie Won.

Let Ryan Dunn RIP you Cowards

Westboro Baptist Church apparently has announced plans to picket Ryan Dunn's funeral.
To boycott or picket someone's funeral is cowardice at it's finest. A funeral is for the mourners left behind, a gathering of friends and loved ones to pay their respects at soneone's passing , not a time for someone to push their Political or Moral Agenda.
We all leave behind an Esoteric Impression on this World. It is an Energy Fingerprint, Ryan Dunn left one, as will anyone who reads this post. While it is true his death was a tragedy, in large part I say this because alcohol was involved, it does not give anyone the right to taint his memory at his funeral.
To go to someone's memorial service and hold a rally proclaiming that they are going to hell and to say that you are doing it in the name God is not only Cowardice but it is also downright Blasphemous.

Weiner & The 2012 Campaign

Congressman Weiner  has finally decided to put an end to what some have dubbed "  WeinerGate" by disclosing to his inner circle that he will be resigning.  I am sure that his colleagues on the hill will be brearhing a collective sigh of relief as they have conducted a witchhunt for the man since this whole mess came to light.

I ask you this question though, did Congressman Weiner do anything that other politicians haven't themselves done and been found guilty of? Politicians like Presidents Thomas Jefferson and Bill Clinton for example to this day are held in high regard?


Perhaps one of Weiner's big problems is it is an Election Year for President Obama, who is already down in the polls and this scandal just portrays the Democrats in an even worse light, so sorry about your luck Weiner, we know everybody does it, but your head needs to roll. It is for the greater good. Next time don't get caught with your pants down!

Guardians at The Gate

When he opened that old metal closet
The past came pouring out onto the floor
I felt the blood rush from my body my head swirled
All of those dirty little secrets they tried so hard to bury
Were now laying here at my feet in the light of day

I wanted to retreat inside my mind as I did before
Creating other entities to handle the work for me
My heart was beating out of my chest, I felt so sick
I could feel my mind drifting, hearing them coming back
Do I take their help, or resist and stand strong and fight

My soul was devoured alive by these things
And the people who used them on my innocence
Tattered and torn my mind became fragments
Learning to function through webs of deceit
Never being able to share my pain or my secrets

My guardians at the gate are calling out to me
Begging to help me through this sordid mess
I need to stay in control of this pain at my feet
These well meaning voices fighting in my head
I can and will claim victory over the demons of the past

If you are the victim of Childhood Sexual Assault, Don't suffer in silence. Help is available for you. 

Jurors who Contaminate the Pool

Is Justice Blind, or are Prosecutors when they pick them? Do they just grab any registered voter off the street without questioning them or checking into their background?

Jury Duty is something that the normal person would not want to be called upon for. It is considered an inconvenience to most, and a moral quandry to others to cast judgement upon others, but there are exceptions to the rule. Take for instance someone who is proud to their community service. this is honorable. There is also the individual who does it for the pittance of a jury pay they are allotted by the system. This is abominable.

In the County where I live I know for a fact that they have called juror who has claimed to be the victim of multiple sexual and domestic assaults. Her niece was the victim of a sexual predator. This surely excludes her from service. Why then would The DA allow her to sit on his Jury? There are court documents to support all the claims I have just made. This is not slander or Libel.

I believe that everyone deserves a fair and impartial trial. There is a reason why Lady Justice wears a Blindfold.

Sympathy For the Devil

Poor Anthony Weiner, got caught exposing his chest. Big Deal. He has a very powerful position and is under a lot of stress, and oh yeah did we forget he is a human being?

Now there are alot of you who don't understand the concept of TPE or Total Power Exchange. This is usually whereby a man who holds a position of high power with a lot of stress needs somewhere to let go of that stress , to pass the baton if you will. Generally these men will seek strong agressive women to take control for a short time, often times these women are referred to as Dommes or a Mistress.

It is through the act of their submission to the Mistress, that their burden is lightened and they are able to go on and continue their work week without having a nervous breakdown or becoming addicted to liquor or sedatives.

Sex is not always involved in a Domme session, often times the gentleman simply does as the Domme commands.

Let's not be so judgmental, and at least be informed if we are going to be pious assholes.

Say it Loud & Be Proud

I was having a conversation with some old friends of mine about phony closeted people. I thank God everyday that I am not one of those people. Does this cause me grief sometimes? Yes. But I can hold my head up with dignity knowing that to mine ownself I am being true.


I am an Aggressive Bisexual Dominant Mistress.  I think the words Dominant and Mistress scare people more than anything else. I used to try to hide these facts about myself, but I deserve to be me, and they are only facets of my personality. I am also creative, I enjoy writing, and working with others. I love to help other people, and my heart suffers when I see a child suffer as I once suffered, or a woman struggling to get out of an abusive relationship, trying so hard to muster up enough courage to give the next day another shot.

There are a few who are afraid to be associated with me. A Dominant Woman scares some men and they are afraid of the implications. I say it is their loss. Everyone should be proud of whomever and whatever they are. Name it and Claim it. I am Lisa, I am a Bisexual Mistress, and I am saying it LOUD & PROUD.

The Temple Within

Recently I fell off my path due the Media Blitz provided by Harold Camping and Family Radio, and for this I paid a dear price. I acquired Doomsday Depression. My mind and Body were not in synch with eachother. it was as if I had amnesia and forgotten everything I had known to be true.

While I was obsessing over this Science Fiction Movie called The Rapture that was playing out in the Media,  I began to doubt my worthiness as a human being, and if I would be able to be caught up in the clouds with Christ.  I began to cry all the time, lost interest in my daily activities, and was not honouring any belief sysyem whatsoever. I did pray, but it was not like I had before.

During the time My Mind was Raptured I had forgotten important elements necessary to my Spiritual Survival.  The Bible states that in my Father's home there are many Mansion, or dwelling places, if you prefer. On My Journey I have come to decipher this as meaning the dwelling places are literally US. The Bible also talks about the body being a temple for the Holy Spirit to reside in.  If the Holy Spirit resides in us and we are temples of a Living God. Then God is with us all the time. We do not have to wait for him to return. We need to live our lives full of love and kindness free from hate and abuse. We need to live harmoniously, and embrace the Holy Spirit within.

ZOMBIE ALERT

The impending doom of the Rapture has created a Zombie alert with The CDC issuing a statement on Survival techniques should a Zombie Apocalypse arise.

I must admit that a the thought Christ's Epic Return to save us all from ourselves does sound epic and breathtaking and I suppose if you dig hard enough you might find it in the Bible. You will also find in the Bible that Christ will come as a Thief in the Night. What does this mean?

When a thief comes in the night he catches you off guard, and there is no way to predict the hour of his arrival or you would surely be prepared for him. Jesus is that thief in the night, he decides when to come, and although some Religious Zealot thinks he has pinpointed the hour of his return. Do you really think he can outsmart Jesus Christ?

Scwarzenegger's Vanity

Is it a coincidence that Arnold Schwazenegger decides after all these years to release the details of his affair that culminated with the production of a Love Child? Can anyone say " PUBLICIZE CRY MACHO" any louder!

This is a shameless attempt to resurrect an acting career. Not to mention the destruction it brings to his wife and family and yes even to the child he fathered in secrecy.  I understand that indiscretions do happen, but what are his motives for coming clean now, if not to jump start his career.

Schwarzenegger needed to remind Hollywood and his Fans that he was still a a a Suave Playboy, Not Conservative Republican that he has become known for, so he chose this time to release the details of his affair.

Only problem is having a baby with another woman virtually days apart from having one with your wife, doesn't make you a Suave Playboy, it makes you a Chauvinistic Pig, and not an Action Hero, but an Action Loser.

Theft of The Soul

Theft of the Soul is what I  think happens to a child when they are so severely damaged by a violent act of sexual abuse that they fragment.

We need to take care of these fragile developing souls, and build them up. Provide them help and encouragement.

Origins Of Darkness

I once stood in the light shiny and new
That was long and tiresome time ago
Before the dark fingers swept upon me
And tore my living soul from my tiny body
Theft of the soul as it has now been termed

Leaving nothing but a vast gaping hole
Where my heart was once connected
My mind swirls with emptiness and hurt
The evil took the part that was once me
The person I once was no exists inside

The darkness inside has created a trinity
A fragmented , broken soul thriving on pain
An Unholy Trinity, feeding on it's suffering
I am here because the pain was too great
Broken into pieces, the Origins of Darkness



If you suspect childhood sexual assault, please report it. Don't turn a blind eye, you may be saving the child from years of self torment, even after the abuse stops.

Sticking It Up The World's Ass

Tossing the Blame of Al Quaeda back on us was what the Prime Minster of Pakistan had to say in his defense of harbouring one of if not if the world's most Notorious Masterminds of Evil.

We were not providing Osama Bin Laden a safe haven, he was.

BUT...

In  retrospect we are guilty of aiding the Taliban forces when they were at war with The Soviet Union. We funneled them Money and Weapons, and  fed their cause. They were a Rebel Alliance in Afghanistan and The Soviet Union  was at war with Afghanistan, and it hurts me to say this, but our Government did not research the Ally they were jumping in to bed with, for they hopped into bed with the Enemy. At the time we still had the Cold War Mentality, and thought we were sticking one to the Russians. Surprise , we not only stuck one to the Russians, but we stuck one in our own ass and  The World's Collective Ass.

Look before you leap into bed with someone. Know who your Partner is.

My 2 Mothers

My life has always been complicated to say the very least, and nothing has ever come  easy for me, including parents.
I had two Mothers. No they were not lesbians, they were Mother and Daughter.  My Biological Mother was turned into Children services for abuse and neglect, and My Grandmother and Grandfather agreed to take guardianship of me. We all stayed in the same house, and I remember thinking of my biological mother as my sister when I was small, calling My Grandmother "Ma" and always calling my grandfather Daddy.
Truth is it was the man I thought was My brother, whom I found out was my uncle, and  my "Daddy" who spent most of the time shaping my youth, and my ideals.  My Grandmother was jealous of me, feeling that I took too much time away from her marriage, and my biological mother had raised all of her sisters and her brother and was tired of kids, and she had a new baby, my sister from her lover to take care of. This sort of left me to my own devices.
I was Daddy's sobriety baby, a chance to redeem himself and do all the the right things with me that he did wrong with his own children. He was determined to educate me. At the age of 3 he had me sitting at the kitchen table reading Hemingway, writing in Penmanship Books and doing 11th grad Business Math. I suppose he used these books because they were handy, and were laying about the house. I would look out the kitchen window and watch the neighborhood children play on my swing set with my baby sister, and feel guilty for being jealous. I wanted to feel the sun on my skin. I wanted to play outside and laugh, but Daddy loved me, and I had to listen to him. There was no one to watch me while he was working at the mill, so I would put in my time studying, and getting lost in the books and learning kept me from harm. Perhaps Daddy knew what he was doing.
I still honour the memory of both of my Mothers, as I am sure they loved me as much as they were capable of at that given point in time. Respect is another thing my Daddy taught me. I respect My Biological Mother, she gave birth to me, and she did the best she could I suppose, and I loved her. I Respect My Ma for giving me a home, and for doing the best she could. They were both good Grandmothers to my children.

Happy Mother's Day to My Two Mothers My Daddy and My Brother, I love and miss you alll....

Bin Laden, Hitler, Same Agenda

I for one am pleased that Osama Bin Laden has finally been taken out by The United States. There are those that have in recent days have expressed a distaste for the death of the fallen terrorist leader. I am dumbfounded by this on several levels, although I do try to see their point, I just can't find any compassion for this man.
The Bin Laden sympathizers quote the Bible, saying things like
God said "Thou shalt not kill" or other verses that state it is wrong to revel and rejoice in the death of your enemy. The problem with this is, these sympathizers are forgetting who Osama Bin Laden was and what he stood for and did for that matter.
First off he declared a Jihad, you sympathizing fools, that I am pretty sure is still underway. A Jihad is a HOLY WAR. That means the war is against people like you who have the freedom to spout verses of Christianity on his behalf. The Jihad was designed  to take away tour Christian Rights, because you are not Muslim. I am not saying in way that all Muslims or The Nation of Islam condones this in any way, but this is the cloak he hid behind, much the same way Hitler hid behind Christianity when he slaughtered so many Jews. Hitler's war was a Holy War also. He took away the rights of all the Jews, struck Fear and Terror into their hearts, and eventually slaughtered them, Could you imagine what would would have happenned if Hitler had not been stopped?
Osama Bin Laden was doing to World, particularly , the Western Free World, what Hitler did to The Jews. So all of you Bin Laden Sympathizers ask yourself this one question, Do i feel sorry for Adolf Hitler too? Am I saddened at the loss of Hitler, or is the world a better place without him too?

Matt, Nana, &The King

Yesterday My 19 year old Autistic son Matthew began to cry, which is quite unusual for him, as he rarely cries. I immediately asked him what was wrong and he told me he was crying because his Nana yelled at him for having mud all over his shoes.  I had to stop and think for a minute about what I was going to say next because his Nana has been dead since Halloween of 2010.  Finally I summoned up enough courage to ask him if he was remembering her, and he told me that he was.
This was a good thing for Matt, as he hasn't been able to talk about his Nana's Death since her passing. I invited him to sit by me so we could talk more about it. I couldn't pass up the chance for him to express his feelings as communication is often hard with him.
He shared memories of making her watch Mysterious Island over and over again, and of eating her Fried Chicken. He also talked about playing some kind of video game called Four Swords with a fellow named Link in it. Sorry I know nothing of Video Games, guess that's why Nana was cool. Then he talked about listening to The King with Nana, he came on the radio. It was as if she were there with us.
I told Matt to hold those good memories of Nana close in his heart, and when he starts missing her, remember her when she was happy and having good times with him, and it will feel like she is giving him a great big hug.

I believe that a person's energy or soul if you will touches those around them during their lifetime. They leave behind trace elements of that energy. It is up to us to use that energy for good. There is good in everyone.

Falling Dominoes- a poem

Like a set of falling dominoes
One life touches the other
In a World that never slows
We all drone away together

The Price is passed on
Or so it would seem
To The next Generation
Or So it would seem

We all pay a heavy price
For all their crimes
We are mere grains of rice
It's a sign of  Times

And so the domino falls
To pay for their sins
Our backs against the walls
He Looks at us and grins

Gas Prices are Killing The Economy

This is the way the so called Domino Theory comes into action. Gas prices rise to an astronomical level, in some places the average $4.25 a gallon. Diesel is just as high, if not higher. The companies that transport good to the local supermarket feel the pain at the pump, and charge the supermarket a higher price for their services, so the supermarket in turn charges the consumer a higher price to cover the whammy he was just slapped with.

In the meantime the average person is already paying outrageous prices at the pump. He spends so much on fuel, that he can no longer afford to go shopping for luxury items, or go out for date night to the movies, or even out to dinner. His money is all spent on bills and his gas tank.


The Dominoes just keep falling.

I would suggest we dump Oil into the Ocean as a means of a Protest of the High Prices, but that is Morally and Etihcally wrong, and besides I think BP beat me to the Punch.