Thursday, February 27, 2014

something right


Dreams are easy to achieve if one lives the dream, unless one fears dream or fears the work.

 

Many times does one wish for something and get something different than the wish alas the profit in the wish, is the wish.

 

Cold can be the reality of tasks, if one fears the task, yet if the dream is in the task, the task becomes part of the dream.

 

Women, Mothers, Daughters; A voice is a simple task,

 

My eyes are not blind to this task alas you are part of the dream!

 

A child without stretched arms has been laid at your feet, to what purpose is that gun. Of all of wrongs all of the rights, to allow the continuance of Arms and the power of force, to be a thousand times more available than the percentage of a penny  to which you will help that child, from food to shelter, health to education all will divide that percentage of a penny.

 

The Children in the playground this morning on their way to school, you tell them why, why they don’t have the best, now I ask that you not lie. When they clime into that Bus, you tell them why that is not the best bus, when they get to school you tell them why it is not the best school. I ask that you do not lie.

 

Now on your roadway to work, worried about your children, and that pot hole comes to mind right before you hit the second time, you look at the subway, that train, that car, and you say is this the best? Now that you have safely reached your desk, every light you passed, every stop you made, the road, the painted lanes all share that penny with that child.

 

When that boss comes around that corner with the worries of the economy on his shoulders, do not lie tell him why, his worries is of fear, when that man of yours states in solemn voice, things need to change, I ask you do not lie. I ask you tell him why.

 

For years you have been told to hold your tongue, for years has this has been done.

 

Our story has just begun, for what, what would the fear be at just ten to one. Oh down would stocks fall, but not the ones that are not of war. Down would be the marriage of greed to a military machine.

 

You are the dream….

 

You are the voice of reason against the anger of man.

 

Remember I did not ask for this fight I just asked for something right.

 

 

 

Music and Art A childs view


Ever notice how music touches the lives of children…I mean have you ever noticed that even infants like some and dislike some…….

 

Ever notice the first things a child does is draw, write.

 

To a child the fun is the coloring, the dancing, some of the most profound of all of humanity does a child teach. A child by nature is a gift, a uniqueness, they move to the sound they dance, they produce art, with little thought, as if something inside them says “I am music, I am art.”

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

What would one need to do to reduce or stop wars?


What would one need to do to reduce or stop wars?

 

Historically at any given time in man history, less than ten percent of the population is at war. (Also please note as well as best we can tell weapons were only ten percent of the economy again at any given time.)

 

From good intentions did the veil of greed creep into our lives.

 

When after the last shot of horror closed WWII, to the spoils of war were given the victors, to a one the only spoil of that war, was better arms.

 

To stop war one has to stop the profits of war.

Man is not war like that is a myth, our population centers prove this clearly, for what ever reason we gather into communities, we set laws and we trade, in the hardest of devastation does mans care show, an earth quake, a bad storm, even starvations drive man into actions of care, these far out number the reason and fulfillment of any war any time in history. There is little profit in care. (well, until greed found a way of the insurer)

 

Remember if you build a peace of art you have to sell it, art is funny some will like some will not, it is the hardest to sell for it is the luxury of the home, that is why it is treasured in history., a proof of wealth.

 

Our leaders are saying you want this expense, they are saying you are responsible because you are scared. Fear is the proof of wealth of tank or a bomb, to use it is the horror of anger. A roadside bomb built on a government funds sold to another does not know a child from a cow, proof of the profit of war.

 

This will end, humanity seems to always step forward, for the first time in history there are more informed people, more of humanity is becoming informed, so it becomes a question of when and the reason, why of the change is simple when it becomes so painful that the pain of doing it, out weighs the reason of it, the greed will end.

 

For every one hundred dollars spent only .01 percent is not on war weapons that is a whole lot of pain coming, that the total today a reality of the greed here in America. There is no design to a weapon but its use, that is the profit. They get to use another one or build a better one.

 

If an industry like transportation was to receive the same amount of research and development we would have bullet trains coming and going a crossed the Pacific hourly bringing and taking food and people running on magnetic engines without fossil fuels. 

 

Today there is just more profit in war.

 

No child, not a one should die by a weapon of war, from the profit or its use not a single child should face death by a weapon of war, a bomb does not know it is a child no matter how smart you make it, an excuse for its use or design is still the same, the destruction of life, any life, even a child, that is its design.

 

 

Monday, February 24, 2014

Bring them forth or send them home to a one!


Sometimes I get asked good questions and sometimes I just get asked a question…

 

Trying most of my life to apply common sense to hard questions really could end in upset people..

 

Think for a moment upon anger; the heart races, the welling up of a yell or a vocal scream, the movements…combined with emotion, does it become.

 

Think for a moment upon sex; the heart races, the welling up of a yell or vocal scream, the movements…..combined with emotion, does it become.

 

To each does it take another.

 

Now think Spontaneous generation of income based on one, while the other is hidden or even forbidden.

 

To which one do you think humanity actually spends more time on?

 

Oh but how unfair of me to take the myth away, the Population says……..

 

How much profit is there in Babies ask the pediatrician for he is the only one…

 

How much profit in war well so much it bankrupt Russia, but the manufactories survived. Russia just couldn’t keep pace with our industry of war, at tune of trillions of dollars of dept yearly can we?

 

The tax our government collects and uses are not on social programs. It is on social destructions. At a tune of a hundred dollars per penny spent on the combined total of all other government functions against armaments of war.

 

Boy doesn’t that just make you want to go out to a park and have sex….Heck here its only a fifty dollar fine, of coarse they would come give me the ticket in that shinny new armored personnel carrier carrying twenty officers, well they want to see the show wouldn’t they, serve and protect right.

 

Ah but my heart now races as I point out yet again that no child need die by the weapons of war. Tell me who can work to build such a thing, who could want of the money made on such a thing as a bomb that could fall from the sky, or be buried on a roadside.

 

Billions of dollars each year, billions just for a bullet to the guns, should they not be used they will wholesale them to someone who will. Such is the fate of a weapon of war.

 

To what fate will one child make you can not wholesale a one.

 

Anger or sex to which do you lay your shame on. To which one do you come from!

 

Are you really so angry that you will starve a child, you must be heartless to try to explain how cutting one social program like foodstamps to the most needy of families, or one medical service to the most elderly while you say it okay to spend billions on bullets, to what morals do they keep, is small compared to the morals you keep.

 

Your Voice is needed, your Voice can be herd, your Voice can change this. Stop and talk to another just one discuss THIS. A hundred dollars to one penny spent, what would they do if you asked for two?

 

What is the moral value of your prosperity, is it not displayed by the leaders you pick, if that doesn’t match by right can you find another, by clear responsibilities are we directed to do so. Each to a one, that can not be forgotten, this is not about should you, in fact it says you must act each to a one.

 

Are you so greedy that you will allow this to continue to provide your income, a moral of anger of rage so much that you must purchase another gun, that you may steal a life, for that is the purpose of a gun, to a one. Are you so blind to their greed, their back alley agreements that you will allow a child be in hunger, a hunger that could filled with just the bill from the lunch they ate.

 

To a one truly something must be done, go discuss the expense of a tank verse the coin of a meal, then one stand you must make, no child not one should die by the weapons of war not a one, by cost by use no not a one.

 

Where is that shame now….Open debate to a one, you Mr. Obama or any setting congressman or senator, governor, state or otherwise, or mayor or councilman to a one, I ask again shall we debate this…Only the fear of truth stops them from even discussing these things.

 

Bring them forth or send them home to a one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dropbox, Blogs, Facebook, LinkedIn, the internet and the images of your family…..


Dropbox, Blogs, Facebook, LinkedIn, the internet and the images of your family…..

 


 

I received this link in a email explaining the need to change the rules of my images sharing, let me look at this clearly for what it is, Dropbox is for images, the pictures I take both as a business and for my friends and family to share our moments our joys our events.

 

Now why would the government want with those images and what is the use of those images.

 

All images of mine shall now only be available in person. My images are copyrighted material and I am the owner of such a copyright, to use my image you either have my permission or you take me to court and tell me to surrender them and why.

 

Privacy is a national security.

 

You want to debate the use of my images, my livelihood my prosperity enough! What would the government want with images of mine?

 

In your war of terror that you can not tell me the name of who you are looking for, you can not tell me what this person is doing, nor who his friends are, nor his family nor where he is getting his income, you want to look into my images, you can not! you provide me the name of that person and I will look to see if they are in my images, or you take me to court and show the court who you are looking for!

 

All images by Chas Della Silva or my business Affinity Image are the soul property of mine, and you have no right to use them so noted publicly. As by copyright law.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, February 22, 2014

What would you do with 608 Million


What would you do with $608,000,000. Today right now what would you spend it on, if you were working for the Government?

 

That is 19000 college educations at 4 year degree’s, should we lotto it? Or how about 121,600 trade school certificates two year degrees or how many new school busses…?

 

That is just about two dollars for each man woman and child in America, or let’s pick on the neediest and fix them up just a bit, say right now one time only we will fix every tooth of the elderly or needy.

 

Wonder what that children’s hospital could do with that much cash…..

Wonder how many roads or dams we could fix…

Couldn’t we almost make the US Mail free for about five years? ...Or for sure an ambulance ride or an ER visit or two.

How much does it cost for that vaccine for small pox?  Could that be almost wiped out with that kind of cash…?

 

The Department of Homeland Security is purchasing 1.6 billion bullets; it says most of it is for shooting range training for the law officers, and special contractors. Let me help you with the math just a bit, that is almost 5 bullets per living soul in America, give or take the few thousand that have been born since Valentines Day or when the request for bid was submitted.

 

Now a few points from our sponsors…

 

To put a bullet in a gun one must have a gun, how many guns will it take to shoot that many bullets, have you seen that new S & W .45 cal slick gun? It holds, what, 14 in the mag and one in the pipe or something like that, right? A law officer should know how to keep that safety on. With that 2 pound pull he better know where it is pointed at, right? I mean we are talking safety here, aren’t we?

 

Let’s talk SWAT teams, we got your back with the new mini M4, 20 round magazine firing a 5.56mm round; three round burst works best guys and gals she don’t kick up so three is all you need.

 

Oh hey, almost forgot the “Strikers” (Armored personnel carrier; the new version of it is built to withstand road side bombs) painted black for a fully armed and equipped 20 man team of your best ticket writers with more than a full day’s supplies worth of bullets and gear, we guarantee it will handle any thing form the old lady’s shopping cart, to any child making a pretend gun shape with his fingers, or any civil unrest at the bank. That three-round burst works.

 

Now back to our news desk if you will, let us tackle that word transparency just for a moment, how clear is the statement we care nothing more about helping, we are just selling a gun, doesn’t this just make you want to go out and buy one or two just to stay safe, you know when or if them hoodlums down the street act up.

 

I get the idea of protection,  surely I do, but how come those best ticket writers are not standing in the intersections directing traffic when the power goes out? There is, what, almost enough for each intersection? Okay at least every main inter section. What ever happened to all that about non-lethal weapons anyhow…? Oh yea that is right you got them, too, along with that fancy new cruiser from dodge. Tazers, stun guns, and an advanced computer system built into the car which has what? A supercharged engine and steel armor plates?

 

Is it just me or is our economy built on war, I mean if we are not in one, how long before we start one? Pretty soon it will be our only national product, if it isn’t already.

 

Oh that is right it is better to cut social programs than defense spending, right? How much is it going to cost for 1.6 billion bullets, anyhow at .38 cents each, or 608,000,000 million just on the bullets, you still have to buy those guns as well. That is more than they spend on social services isn’t it? Is that not more than what they claim is costing us too much???

 

This is not the US Military, this is the Homeland Security the NSA and our Armed Services purchases are not included.

 

This is just bullets for a gun in the hands of someone who is required to abide by the law or protect you in some way.

 

And someone a while back asked me if I was paranoid when I said they didn’t care. You think our senators our congressmen are thinking about your well-being? Really, do you? How do they sleep at night I wonder…?

 

Friday, February 21, 2014

Oh Geez & a reply


Oh...........geez................Chas...........your words did it this morning.............I am not sure this writing will be complete, as the minute I finished reading your words, tears have flooded my face............Having witnessed the loss of my two brothers in their very very early adulthood.....to know what a car accident did to their beautiful faces and bodies....to see the horror not only on my face....but the faces of my parents....the ones that gave life to them and then to have to stand in the snow, as they were lowered into the earth....then to later, know my own son was burned beyond recognition in a car....there was not a body left.....yes, the mind and heart always having loved so deeply so often feels the pain of the parents that have been horrified with the loss of their child due to senseless wars....or to see them injured, losing limbs, or their sweet an precious faces no longer the same.....the scars must run deep and live in their hearts for the remainder of their days.........
How does one remedy the heartache in life..........God, how I do wish we knew.....many times when walking, I see a smile of a little child........I then think of those hungry...those who do not have someone to love them........those exposed to the danger and hurt of war......and my heart feels as though it stops beating within my chest.
It is easy to wonder sometimes that mankind has gone mad.......yet........there is such an inner sense of hope........of love............of a wish far greater than one can describe in mere words.......is a wish hopeless, I know not......is it delusional....I know not.....would I personally stand in front of a tank to prevent a child from being hurt or killed.....not one question in my mind....not even the slightest hesitation......how do I do it........I wish I knew....how do we do it....I wish we knew....would it take every mother and father on their knees begging for the lives of their children to always be safe from harm and hunger...if it would resolve the problems.......I feel they would.........how do we......how does Humanity rise above the ills of this world......see the beauty that exists.......feel the wonder of love......the contentment of peace......God......I wish I knew the words to write...........I wish we could Chas, how I wish we could......bless every woman, man and child.....every living heart that beats.........bless all that we can be in loving one another unconditionally.........

 

By Julia Altamar

 

 

My Dearest Julia Altamar. Hard is it to write a reply the tears run still upon my cheek, do I hear your cry.

 

Asked by you and again by me the how to amend.

 

It is the Voice of a Woman that is missing in our reason, not one but all to a one. Takes this back to where it all begun. Equal in love was this done each life at the beginning each life was equal to a one. Does not each daughter learn to love, does not each mans son.

 

Tarry not in voice nor deed how must one stand with that one deed. Equal to love and to life, it is your voice each to a one that is missing in our lives equal to a one. What father what mother can see this is not right, it is your voice which will help make this right.

 

With tears streaming down my face of these wrongs we must make haste, the cruelness of life has driven us together, inter twined as in life, I do not pretend what you have asked of me with one wish from thee of me, nor can I see within thee of what I asked of thee, we we only know a page of text and not of what next.

 

Equal in love is every child, equal in life to a one.

 

The spirit of which I am


I look back and see little mercy in me to the spirit of which I am.

 

Do you know you do you take the moment to know you, not about judging but the knowing, can one understand one. Can one step beyond an action a task to look at what one has become.

 

Again I ask you look to the left and to the right about your day, look to see another like you go a head, to each is uniqueness to a one, yet are we not together with a city a town.

 

Are you so angry that you display it, When you see anger do you avoid it or join with it. Are you so in love that you display it, when you see love do you avoid it or join with it. To which are you attracted to.

 

Again I ask you to look left and to the right about your day, to look to see another like you go a head, to each and every one is uniqueness to a one, yet are we not together with a city a town.

 

If you know you, you know your anger you know your love. How do you dress your anger, how do you dress you love, to which do you task more, the age of the love is in the refinement, as it is to the age of the anger. Yet you know you, to which do you prefer to display?

 

Should I again have you look to the right and to the left this time to look to where the children play, there get down to their level, yes set upon the ground and look around at how big every thing is to them, the same is true of your anger and your love.

 

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

This day


Kelly Boucher ….Hmmmm… Did I hear a cry to end all greed, to make it right, to manage our world is that right? …So who shall I pick on this day? Let’s wonder for a moment what the CEO of any major health care provider is going to get as a raise at the end of this year; now hold on do they not also collect on the Doctors liability policy, his malpractice, the offices, the hospitals, and the labs, X-rays, Cat scanners and any thing that might be negligent in use, or abuse…? Wait wait, are they not also collecting on that auto policy in the driveway? …Okay not fair I must admit touchy subject for sure…

 

Okay I wonder what the CEOs of JP Morgan are going to get for a raise as they invest in both the market as stocks, and charge you for the debit card transactions, the account of credits, to auto, and house does that don’t give them unfair advantage to raise or lower the value of your home and or the value of your stocks….Okay not fair I admit it again picking on people so early in the morning….

 

Okay wonder for a moment what the CEO of Colt, or Remington Arms is going to get as a bonus, as they not only arm the whole US military, friends and allies, but every police station in South America and now here at home, plus all the new contractors, and national Security forces like the NSA, Homeland, weren’t those jobs done by the CIA the FBI, the ATF, DEA IRS? Okay just asking if you were just looking for a way to employ more warriors or sell more guns…..Wow guys we still have the war on drugs as well……

 

Oh by the way all of this is done by our congress now by law. And they well they want to talk about the values of marriage, a right to life, a woman’s right, and your right to bare arms…. Oh yea and transparency….

 

Isn’t that a thin piece of film, or wait something thin enough to be see through, or an honest way of behaving….I am sure it could not be the last.

 

Alliances to greed are clear if one looks. Wonder for a moment how they sleep at night these CEO’S then your congressman….now you…..Is this a dream?

 

Okay now I am fair..


 
Shhhhh…easy now son it is but a dream, as I lay my hand upon my four year olds back, with eyes, a water filled wide eye as he quickly rambled through in hushed mumbled nouns what it was his dream.
 
In a rush did come down the stairs, to write something so profound.
 
Ah the many tasks of father hood, reality I have to know what it is that might be bothering my four your old son, so it was I stepped away, readying for my day. Thinking of his day looking for a cause, with tooth brush in mouth did I look in the mirror…
 
In a rush it was again that I came down to write something so profound…
 
Could it be, could it really be me that could be the cause of such a thing…Did I in some way become the cause of such a dream, did I yell, or did I scream, no, no I did not, what could it be if I only cried on the yesterday….
 
In a rush, no not this time that I came down to write something so profound..
 
With a thud did my backside land, as my fingers ready to the explain, then did my wife lay her hand upon my back to read what I had done, pausing me just as I had typed the thud, she giggled and said he broke his Ironman on the yesterday, and his spare upon today.
 
There is no rush in writing something so profound…
                                                                                             
Chas
 

Monday, February 17, 2014

Another about love....


Emotions the value of love, the value of everything.

 

How does one explain emotions of love, or even the emotions of not having love? Simply by looking at everything else but love, yet everything has love in it, but then again nothing is in love as well.

 

Emotions like angering or raging are easy to see, easy to hear, the reason of this is the behaviors, the yelling, screaming, the heart rate, the fighting for what one desires, yet is unable to reach.

 

The emotions of love are secreted, oh not all, that is true but most are; we hold them so dear the sharing of them incites insecurities, will our love be returned is hoped for yet rarely discussed. Yet it is achieved if we look for it.

 

Lets look again at everything to see what it is, and what it is not.

 

I can not see love in a Tank. I see anger and rage, I can not see love when a child is hungry, I see the disappointment of nothing. Yet I see those children smile when they play.  I do not see love in listening to another’s phone call, I see insecurities and jealousy. I do not see love in the denials of filling a tooth rather than the pulling out of the tooth, I do not see love in denials of medications, I do not see love in the requirement of paying another’s profit to provide care for an elder, a child or the hurting ill or the needy.

 

I see love in holding hands, the holding open of a door for another, I see love in the smile of a child at play, I see love as that child learns to read, I see love in the coin given to the homeless as an offering of help, yes I see love in help.

 

Our leaders throughout the world, even the most capable, look to profit from the lack of love. They ask for more, more anger, more rage, they ask for more tanks, they want to allow another to profit on your health, your welfare, your anger, your rage, and your fear. All while saying I am upstanding, I am a leader; I love my wife and my kids as proof.

 

What is a leader with no compassion out side his own special desire to achieve a profit on your anger, your rage, your fear to provide a place of selfish love without concern to another’s love or life?

 

Humanity and love are built on sharing, not the denying.

 

Will you hide your love or hold your tongue when something so wrong is so obvious, thus the nothing of the value of your love...Will you not return love from the nothing of everything.

 

Chas

 

Sunday, February 16, 2014

A reaction to a post of mine?


A reaction to a post of mine, hmmmm… maybe but what it says is a truth, one can not hide.

 

On a post of mine about defining love, A businessman sent a request to connect, or friend me, Michael Spencer Morley, He works in the renewable & environmental industries in China. In our passing acceptance emails, something stood out right off.

 

He asked of me to remember the Chinese folk reminding me they survive on love ( Huge Love).

 

Myths verse reality.

 

Oh the myth of the monster dragon something so different as to cause fear, yet when you look at it, it is a dragon. How could it be a dragon……, How could it help not being a dragon, well it was produced, raised and valued as a dragon by a dragon.

 

To think people are different is also a myth.

 

Does not a mother travel to market to retrieve the family meals, then produce those meals? Does a young man not seek the attention of a young lady blind of the clothing?

Does not a father work to achieve a place where his values of love are met, no matter the value of the coins?

 

Love like humanness itself is reflected every where, it knows no boarder, no color, no class, no handicap, and the myth is because you look different, or talk different you can not be like me, yet you love, like me.

 

Maybe with love we can see reality as well, our leaders talk of peace yet they produce more war materials constantly pointing out the differences, however if a disaster strikes they respond with love. People to people is the solution to the most dire of needs, is love, something it is hard to profit from because it love, yet its strength is freely demonstrated.

 

To bad people do not use love as a value gauge of a leader.

 

 

The Love-y Dove-y days


 

Okay those Love-y Dove-y days get to me, really they do, I see and get asked good questions on days like those or for the reason of days like those….Reasons…maybe I just want to say, I am not doom and gloom all the time…Maybe that could be a wish, maybe even from one of you……

 

 

 

Defining unconditional Love…

 

Hard one for sure, love being an emotion one can not develop by oneself, the connection to self is reflected by the values returned from another.

 

The three sides of love and maybe the missing meanings, when one falls in love, one has what they perceive, desire, and project; as a history of events we preload as memories of love. From this we define what we want as love, knowing that histories are presented, even if misleading, our value of love. This is the side of our own selfish desires as well as how we want to achieve those. “The selfishness of love.”

 

To each do we attempt many times throughout life to be reaching for this view of perfect love.

 

However to reach this requires another doing the same thing, that is the second part of love, the other person for them just like us is “The selfishness of love.”

 

Conditions, well that this the reality of love, a rule which we bend to accept or not accept the others view of love.

 

Unconditional love is the match of selfishness of love, it has no need to bend a rule or have a condition of the values, to each are equal.

 

We do this all the time, we just at times choose not to see it or value it as love, yet it is. A friend of mine is well great at physical dressing, always nicely dressed, me I like old torn jeans and a T-shirt, me out of rebellion, the other out attention seeking attractions, this is actually are reason of friendship. I’d never let her be seen with a piece of tape sticking to her clothing, while we would laugh if I had walked around all day with one. The conditions are met both ways this is a value of love, yet we are friends knowing this condition. The unconditional is also there, when she goes home to her house, yet she is welcome at my house. This gives her the chance to have her other parts of her selfishness of love, which I can not provide as a friend.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, February 15, 2014

I awoke this morning


 
I awoke this morning, slowly for the consciousness of realizing my wife had tied me into my bed, once freed stepping away from my bed, I stumbled on the Valentines gift she gave me right before I drifted off.  

 

A crash helmet.

 

 

Virgo

August 23 - September 22

A member of your household is likely to be in a very strange mood today, Virgo. This person has heard some news that is confusing and probably untrue and therefore is wondering what effect this would have on their situation. If he or she discusses it with you, the best advice you could give would be to not panic until there's a chance to check the facts. The truth is probably a lot different from what you've all heard.

 

 

You’re Kidding right…………where is that crash helmet.

                                                                                                       

Friday, February 14, 2014

What is wrong everywhere?

The question I was asked today was about why we need to have so much Security, the statement was clear, we need to protect ourselves.....

  1. If you don’t agree with the above hypothesis, explain why?
    2. What might then be the root causes of this entire situation?
    3. What is your proposed solution to solve that problem?
REALLY
 

The issue is blind to reality, I do not agree with hypothesis, and the why is simple, the current issues are a reflection of the issue that every Governing body avoids today, they avoid it, will not discuss it, they openly condemn anyone who poses a threat to this one issue.

 

The issues are not health care, big government, or taxes, yet each of these are used as a diversion.

 

The reality test, Military spending crossed the planet. Here in the US that spending is at the highest level ever, taken straight from the headlines today was the Russian President Putin backing an Egyptian Army General for president, yet only a few hundred miles away, Syrian Peace talks falter  As West and Russian feud. The reason of why is clearly seen, enabling the use and production of more weapons of war.

 

The Human reality test, In every major city we see every theology, every class from the rich to the invalids live within the rules and laws of those cities.

 

The reactions to our continued build up are also clearly seen again today in the news, In Germany, Specter of US spying looms large, this assault continues out of fear after the Edward Snowden released what he considers a assault on humanity.

 

If the Health care was really the reason of discord then take the billions spent on just tanks and provide the care.

 

If the issue was big Government then reduce the militaries contractors and contracts use the money to develop education.

 

If the issue was taxes, then reduce them taxes buy reducing the spending, what do you think is the biggest expense is? Military Security, at 35 billion yearly to Lockheed Martin a lone I am sure there are so many ways in which we can use those Billions.

 

The Myth is that Humans are violent, yet when looking to history we find that is just not the case, every government was born out of the community, the natural instinct of humans to congregate in cities and towns. Though out history wars are fought over food, God, and the wanting to take from another the abilities to produce Food or believe in God.

 

Solutions; Stop the profits of war, no more wholesale garage sale items of war sold to another country, or group. Return America and the rest of the world to a stance of care, it should be illegal to sell a tank, just like it is to sell a nuke. If this is done this will reduce our security stance to Hoodlums, Gangs of thugs, not counties with tanks. The cheaper solution.

I’ll take any questions on this, a simple truth that is avoided.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

A notice is given


Notice within you how much emotion is generated when a child whispers in your ear, or to that of a lover held dear. From within does the value of love begin, of what will you call a sin?

 

A voice of love missing from reality, a human casualty of fear does the woman walk behind the man, a sin of humanity.

 

Yet to everyone is love!

 

Missing is your voice of care, if I may make that a dare.

 

I shall ask the why; in courtship is a smile a tease, dominated by if you please, while the burden of delivery is beyond every man even to me.

 

You have pride you have desire to quell mans warring fire, yet you will sit at home with the children and suffer, or to be treated like a prostitute for the hire, cheapened by the shame sin to stand forth.

 

Your voice is missing, yet not in the wailing of the mothers loss.

 

Stand forth, for without you there can be none of us. You are the hope of humanity; you are the voice of reason that settles a man’s dispute. They will call this a stone I cast at you, yet they will be humbled by the voice of you, you are the missing voice of reason.

 

At every turn in humanity is a woman’s love, the value of nurturing, that value of care, to a scholar a one come take that dare. Yet truth is so hard to bare.

 

Stand forth and come take my dare.

 

In everything you have to hear listen to your heart listen from the courtship of the dare, where everything is quite fair.

 

Where are you, each to a one for we have only just begun…

 

In courtship the fears are many, the worries not so many they come after the decision. It is in love we see the greatest of human behavior, yet we only hear one voice in the decisions.

 

Thus is the enslavement of everything dear. To you the intellect does the next question fall, name one, one society in all of history of warring women that is not myth. A myth of scorn, yet you will not ask for the checkbook of expense from our leaders, the checkbook of make-believe Security, the hug delivered at the barrel of a cannon. In all of the news to the politics of shame, you will not voice a single stain. No matter the talk it’s a 100 to .01 to every care done.

 

Come, come take the dare, oh to the grandmother, of you they hold you in contempt, you who are aged and grand in display, will they say your teeth are not needed for you have said nothing, while burdening you yet again with a tax of estate to maintain their fleet, with no deceit, will you look for something to eat, but of the fruit of being grand will they yet place another demand. Did they, did they ask to listen upon your grandkids, even the ones you call so dear?

 

To you all that remain, to who does a child wail to? To whom do they cry? You. You tell me the why, why you must stand behind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Okay someone called me paranoid but not really.


I am now “paranoid” because I do not think our government is being run by the right people?

 

Stop it right here, right now. Let’s see, first of all age means experience, right? Not wisdom necessarily but experience, at least. So I can at least say on this topic I’m no invalid, but let’s look at a few things here.

 

Hey Doc, want to lend a hand on a history lesson? Excuse me, sorry Doc, but I was told the reason my medical bill was high in 1980’s was cause the malpractice insurance; I was told the reason the housing market fell was because the properties’ net worth was over inflated on loans that were insured… But the insurers and the banks (sorry guys don’t mean to single ya out) ensured that WE ended up paying for the clean up. Back to you, Doc: dude, you been for me for a little while, sorry I was laying the foundation of criminal behavior. You are not really alone here Doc, you see, every small business that has failed, every house bought through Fanny Mae, every one, was insured. Some of these policies were insured 80% to Uncle Sam and only 20% to the insurance company. There, feeling a bit more at home Doc? Okay, so now that we are all in the room again, let’s add known contributors to each and every member of our seated elected officials though donations and tell me why I have to use those same companies now as mandated by law.

 

Alas, you would like for me to trust “them” with our military, trust that “they” will disarm and use the technology with better intent? I’m sorry, but I can’t hear you over the BILLIONS of dollars they earn every year by bribing our officials to pass laws mandating the use of their business. I can’t see you past the control of foreign resources that should belong to sovereign nations, all in the hands of private U.S. companies secured using former U.S. troops now employed as mercenaries/contractors and equipped with U.S. military gear bought at wholesale price- all of this paid for how? Oh, yes, through generous donations by contributors to spread the loving word of “democracy…” By painting towns with the blood and body parts of CHILDREN.

 

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

 

Bribery is the giving of funds and gifts of value, usually in exchange for a favor, vis a vis, quid pro quo. What better gift than the proceeds of an over inflated, two-sided policy mandating malpractice insurance, car insurance, and healthcare insurance, while making sure I pay twice for that insurance through a service on each side of the bill… The perfect crime.

 

Hey Doc, want to go see a therapist yet?

 

Do you hear any of them right now crying fowl?

 

The charge of bribery is the acknowledged receipt; coercion is any tempt to hide this. We have documentation that these people committed these crimes. Donor lists, please! Aetna I shall show as proof of just one. No excuse, no pardon!

 

Lockheed Martin is another, and I can prove that they’ve knowingly spent $13.7 million (just in 2009) in straight up bribery. A business should NOT have more power than the populous! Corporations are not the people, (yet they use people to lobby, to entertain our sitting officials) they should not be treated as people, and should not be given the same rights as people, and should not be able to donate to our elections.

 

When you are at a state of war, you open the door to the greatest nation of ingenuity, of passion, of values. These things produce the best in man and/or machine, and country. A lot of people, if given the opportunity to respond would say that those values should be allowed to return to building a better America, a better World, and I think many would do so if given a chance.

 

Our military resources should be gathered up and returned to the industries from which they sprang, and those industries should in return deliver a product of prosperity to us and each other.

 

We have been fighting our own weapons long enough that someone might just ask China to do the same. Go on, ask them I dare you.

 

Pause…If you do not think I can lay bribery and possibly coercion and other charges within the corporations of these manufactures of these weapons of war, upon the desks of each individual responsible, each actively sitting member of our house and senate, then let’s get that wholesale surplus receipt book out and we’ll see if you wouldn’t want to try doing the same. You tell me who we are selling weapons to and why. Who is Lockheed Martin selling to, besides the US Government, yet they hold the most contracts by the US Government: $35.6 billion worth.  Or perhaps I’m hallucinating all of this?

Friday, February 7, 2014

Denial.... #


Denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance…

 

When I started this wish, simple as it was, I thought at first it was going to be easy, an easy task of just explaining, but as I built those words I realized in myself the stages of denial and how the very thought was something I was dealing with for years. See for you, you are just hearing this maybe for the first time, however, something is not right, and you’ve known it all along inside.

 

NBC News, CBS, ABC drove home the value of war, the carnage the violence the loss; I wasn’t really given much time for denial. This was nightly delivery, headlines from around the globe; years of this conditioning of violence, instilling a belief that we need and even are war.

 

I got all pissed many years ago, and grabbed a sign and took a stand; I think that first sign said something like Peace not War. Boy that was so very long ago, all the yelling all the standing, the ends were not all the same, but the victory was in the just going home afterwards.

 

Man could I write letters back then, to the editors, the senators the news coverage; rude blunt, soft nice, a stack of words on a paper, watching and hoping someone would want to bargain for just one thought, one reason for war, one real profit of a war, I challenged them to discourse then as well as now.

 

I am locked between depression and acceptance, depression of the fact that this has been going on for years, and acceptance of the cold heart of my fellow man and the very stages of denial in which I live.

 

Out of a fear of a hoodlum will you put a tank (armored police vehicle) at the end of our street; out of fear of a terrorist they put a bug in Angry Birds to track my kids playing habits. Out of fear, they’re tracking your cell phone calls and listening as you ask your wife whether you’re bringing cheese or bread home. All of this out of fear.

 

Yet when you look to our cities today, you pass by hundreds of people living without a weapon, going to and fro, and working in restaurants or grocery shops. Yes, there will always be a criminal, but look everyday down any path you choose to go, and you see them: you friends, neighbors, families are huddled around your town. Repeated in every town, every city, proof that humanity lives within the rules mostly, a life of trying to gain prosperity, a value to our existence.

 

With our intelligence, our technology, could humanity finally step through the door of self destruction and put the guns down? Really, when is the time of the weapon to be placed in history? How about just once, bargain one for one.  

 

Really, no child should die by the weapons of war.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Bambi bought a gun


Bambi bought a gun…….

 

Must have been one hell of a gun….

 

When I was kid, I used to go duck hunting with my father, some very fun found memories are those, the best was always the dinner plate who brought in what, what is the count. Oh my ego could play on that; with birds on the fly, I was just better than he, he, with his semi auto against me and my single shot. Vests lay with hen and drake rounds was the count. Not always but most days I won, even to the duck.

 

Quick question what would Bambi need for a gun? I mean to make it fair what would you arm that dear with? Okay I’ll be fair lets add a few friends for him, he really needs an owl air power and night vision combined perfect choice, a bit stealthy too boot, he’ll need a few dolphins too, sea power with smart capabilities, a regiment or two of highly trained badgers, and raccoons special ops day or night stealth units capable of holding ground,  he’ll need the bears, all colors and sizes the cavalry of the field.

 

Oh shit they already fought that one, we won.

 

A flower discarded is a love unloved,

Worsened by the gentleness of age,

Abrupt in youth,

A love rejected.

 

Hay how do you get that way,

You know what I mean how do you get to love,

 

Everyone feels full if the meal is cooked with love.

 

Off to the kitchen with me, grounded again for skipping out on responsibilities, no truer statement could explain love. You know my grandma was right, about me, keep me in the kitchen. I learn a lot in the kitchen…..

 

Think about it for a second, about what happens in the kitchen, it’s the only place where grandma recipes stand toe to toe with any chief’s creation; from the quick to uncommon the recipes of the kitchen are well scrumptious.

 

I mean from breakfast to deserts the building of them, even when confused ideas like noodles for breakfast the kitchen can be quite fun.

 

A cup of shared time, two cups conversation, a task mixed with an idea of so much fun.

 

Yes the kitchen sounds like a great place to take on love. What meal is not cooked with the idea of love so perfectly than the meal built with love in the kitchen. The daily tasks of providing, cleaning, chopping and blending, each single meal with the idea of giving even to self, the benefits of crisped, toasted, bake, boiled, frozen delights.

 

Love its in the Kitchen. Just like the meal you have to build it.

 

Hay now why the dark poem at the top? Is that about an onion?

 

NO this is what you take away at the end of a gun or with a bomb; you take away the ability of love, you reject it old or young; with what comes out that barrel or in that boom, that is not built on love. No child, not one should die by the weapons of war. Or did you forget every child needs a meal.

 

Replace the word love with child and read that poem again.

 

No I do not fight fair. We do miss so much with death. Hard to believe people will ignore it or reject that, or deny that to a child who has as much right to love as you or I.

 
Did I mention they make money on this a profit?

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Simplicity


Simplicity, the thing we look at, the things we all know, the easy stuff…

 

Okay someone asked of me to weigh in on  a few subjects, first is love and the word sovereign, trying to keep this simple now, the color of the eyes, the look behind those eyes, the value of the company of the individual the person, we value them right. We get all emotional about them right, they are our love, and they are the person we hold most dear…

 

So simple who are you to tell who I can love?

 

It only becomes discrimination when you call it gay.

 

Someone asked me to weigh in on pollution and how we treat other life, from fish to bird, from lizard to ant, from grain of field to the fruits of the tress, every life passes on information about life, from mother and father to the life, every life. Every life is a part of this our home a steward would know this, we are not on top of the food chain we are stewards of the food chain.

 

Think of how much money we could poor into cleaning up our kitchen if we weren’t so busy trying to kill each others children.

 

 

Then another approached me on the Marijuana reform, House bill 499, or, the Ending Federal Marijuana Prohibition Act of 2013.

 

Then a friend pointed out a simple conversation about this subject I’ll Quote him it’s perfectly stated….

The reason why there are now 16 states allowing medicinal marijuana and two that now legalized it/ Colorado & Washington is that in 1988 the DEA's own Administrative Law Judge Francis Young ordered the DEA to move Cannabis from Section One of the Substance Control Act and put it in Schedule Two so that it could be prescribed by a physician. The DEA ignored his ruling. How could they do this? That's what the States asked too and never got a straight answer. But that is par for the course for the DEA which several believe is the biggest drug trafficking operation in the world.

DEA Chief Leonhart was testifying before the House Judiciary Subcommittee on Crime, Terrorism, and Homeland Security. Polis, a top congressional advocate for marijuana law reform, took the opportunity to grill the DEA administrator on some specifics about marijuana, which has been decriminalized in some parts of his state and legalized for medical purposes in the rest.

“Is crack worse for a person than marijuana?” Polis asked Leonhart.

“I believe all illegal drugs are bad,” Leonhart answered.

Polis continued, asking whether methamphetamines and heroin were worse for a person's health than marijuana.

“Again, all drugs, they're illegal drugs,” Leonhart started, before being cut off by Polis.

“Yes, no, or I don’t know?” Polis said. “If you don’t know, you can look this up. You should know this as the chief administrator for the Drug Enforcement Agency. I’m asking a very straightforward question: Is heroin worse for someone's health than marijuana

Jared Polis.. of Colorado...” end quote thank you  to Doc Wilmot

 

Simple right, well let me explain it, they don’t even want to discuss what is right…..

 

 

Now for me to tie this all in to what you know is right…..

 

Here is an issue they are scrambling to amend: Bush (the son) attached all the drug war money with all the Security war (terrorist). So if you drop 40% of the reason of the drug war away by killing the superstitions and at least decriminalize Pot. the Joint Chief of Staff just lost 40% of his budget and FACT here 70%  of the limited wording of the law- you know the one, the one he the president now and Bush are using and have used, that Executive order in the time of war…

 

Now, you have a budget to protect what do you do, you stay at war, in word and indeed.

 

Now you tell me DEA, NSA, Homeland, and yes you Judge Francis Young, lol you tell me why they wage war upon our young.

 

A father will love his son, no matter what his son loves if he held that son when he was young, thus a reflection of his own life, his own smile, his own love..

 

A Mother uses love to raise her young a mirror of the love she built.

 

 

So what, what information are you intending to gain of our homes?

 

 

Simple isn’t it.

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

I started this with a wish


I started all of this with a simple wish of peace, of the value of love on the tenth of day of this year, each post became even dearer and more pointed each I explained what I see, and how you can help, almost each day I posted a wish…

 

Well I am adventurer at heart, so I sat for a moment what prey tell could I possibly say or do that might push our leaders to an open debate, on ground they are comfortable with to discuss this wish that started right here. Boy that really made me think, these guys in their suits and jackets their ties all displayed nice, against a scruffy looking broken down old guy, tattered clothing to tattered hair. Those who went to college just to write speeches against me, I am a nut I invited them all, everyone.

 

I showed you all straight out how they are painting a picture, why, and even some of what they get out of it, all good stuff all, well at least it made me think enough about it to write it all down. Some very strong accusations for sure, but the question I had was, did the reason get lost?

 

Did I show you how this is not about hype or contempt of our country nor for humanity, but out of the very love of the right, a right of a life. Did I show you straight out how they profit not from saving that life, but in the destruction of that life. Did I show you that without military might we do what is right, in each city each town each home. Did I show you this is not about a crusade nor a jihad nor a belief in God, Did I show you that this does control our economy, but it all comes down to this one line, this is not about our warriors or veterans, this is all about a child. They are profiting from killing a child.

 

Well I am often asked why I am reclusive, I struggle every day, I found the best way to protect my children was to be with them, I can not express to you the value of those hearts.

 

Open debate, on any ground, any place, of theirs or your comfort, in person, face to face, one topic; “Not one child should die by the use of the weapons of war.”  

 

Kind of repulsive to know the reality of blind disregard.

i forgot an invite


LOL I did I forgot someone, alas to me I really did! I forgot to invite someone to our little foray of discussions…

 

 

Every winter at least once I seem to get that stomach flu, the one were you can sit up but not even chicken soup seems to dent the constant spin, then just when you think you can stand your sinuses make known the bucket of moisture hidden somewhere between my ears. Yesterday was such a day, not that I would complain, I got to watch the game. I told you so all Seattle… That’s what happens when you never won that ring, you want it so bad you win….

 

The highlights of the game, well defense took on a new meaning as the offense went without the ball…The Fox Network and the GOP message of patriotism was just as offensive as the Lance Corporals and the Presidents address. But hey, I didn’t get to see the lizard tell me about how I can save a dollar while giving it to someone else.

 

Back to the people I must have forgot…….First a statement of clarity, to any long lost cousins, uncles and such I know, from a business subject this sucks but family point of view, you know its right.

 

When did we make our mafia? When did we give them our streets? When we gave them our social woes of Alcohol, and once they got started well they are a social issue of supply and demand. Cartels well same thing different chain of supply different delivery system but still a social network addressing a social issue.

 

Addiction is clearly defined as a behavior of getting and seeking a ways and means to get more, even unto death, institutions, jails, etc. Well, that is where they go that is the end of the road if they are lucky. This is a social behavior easily seen and well documented.

 

Every country, every city and now even some of our own states that address it as such, socially have seen crime drop. No not the petty crime of the addicts the stealing and such, they are addicts and that is what they do. The bigger crimes, the armed crimes are the ones that drop. Why, BECAUSE it doesn’t take a tank or a gun to address a social wrong.

 

Hobgoblins and Hoodlums, what would happen if they ever joined up, well you have this car driving around selling drugs armed to the teeth, which no one likes, but no one wants to stop the supply, delivery, or demand.

 

If the NSA is grabbing information in our homes, this data as they call it (hmmm I call it an invasion, but okay we won’t argue today) we tax alcohol at either a state store or a local store, right? So if we took the drugs off the street and put them into our already established delivery system, the NSA could send a social recovery email to individuals whom seem to be buying a bit too much. That car well it would still have a few Hoodlums and a Hobgoblin in it, but they would not be selling drugs. I mean common we have all this information, this data. Let’s do it right, let’s take the profit away. It might actually be a bit cheaper than just one life, you think?

 

Ah- a breath of pause did I offer.

 

To the last of my invite to those who we shall honor, those who will not allow our shame; to a one, the honor you have done by fighting these fights is earned. Lest we forget the cry of the mother whose wail we hear, whose father sheds a tear of that one life, the comrade your friend whom we can not hear.

 

A day of proof and response:

 

Remember this is about what is right…..

 

The GOP hallmark child of fame and the oops of that day, This I love, Ronald Regan great was he, cowboy in his heart as anyone can see, Stands and tells Russia to throw this wall down! The people did the government didn’t, the people did, we won! Did we jump over there and dismantle the military? Grab a few them and come take ours apart, have a huge party and claim a day of peace? Guys and Girls running around hugging each other. Hmmm.

 

I’ll take my writer right now, the one that says I get to say it.

 

Could you imagine, ( no pun this time ) the phone conversation between the chairman of the board at General Dynamics, Lockheed Martin, and Motorola with their wife, “Well honey we just lost our income I’ll figure something out.”

 

The response, the birth of the War on drugs… A war of corruptions on which we spend billions in military might. Ooops that isn’t enough here… not today is it.

 

Okay now time for that donkey to step in and the next really big oops….

 

The horror of O-bin Laden and a single gun fight…….

 

Didn’t this leader say he would hold them accountable each to a one, did he do it with a single gun fight, weapons carried by hand, flown there in a cool chopper this the pride of America for a single gun fight?

 

Ooops what he said in his last address, there are more of these Hobgoblins, yet he didn’t list one not a one…  Has he, Guantanamo bay, and how many others of these jails. How many sent off of our land as prisoners that they have convicted without trail, an American right to see the evidence, a prisoners right if it a war crime under the Geneva Court. What are they doing training them?

 

Where is that deck of cards now, who is it that is America’s most wanted, who is it that wants to die in that single gun fight…..

 

 

 

Dear Mr. President, you said you are going to hold them accountable, and in fact you did, in word and deed. You sir said you thought my cell phone information may help and you said, too, that you were going to do what is right. You sir, you said you could enter my home, listen and make judgment upon what you have herd, with your pen sir did you call it.

 

It did not take missiles or bombs but a single gun fight. You the last of my invite, if you are going to do what is right, produce that list. I’d like to know the Hobgoblin with whom we should invite to that single gun fight.  

 

Now that our warriors come home, let’s talk about them Tanks, lets talk about those really big nasty bombs, the garage sell surplus we just made. Grind that stuff up, reclaim our resources or as much as you can, tell our warriors they won’t stand in front of one of them, not one, you right now account for every round, you sir. You lay on a table the images of every round; you grind that up to every pound. You call our Allies and tell them to do the same. You tell the companies that build it to build something else; you tell them that they can not sell one item, not one. You do that, and then you have honored that Lance Corporal.

 

Then you lay down every alliance you are responsible for and you sir you do the same. You take Military corporations and this invasion law and you show everyone the alliance with the companies lining your campaign pocket which we all know is there. You show them how they donate to your campaign. You show them these social watch dog corporations that donate; each and every one.

 

You produce that list of who we are looking for, and you show everyone who YOU are working for!

 

Not one child, not one will I allow you to kill. Not one should die by the weapons of war. You, sir, should know that. You sir, asked to come into my house, you sir will answer to these things. You sir do not allow that garage sale of those rounds that scarred that Lance Corporal you make sure that doesn’t happen again.