imagine a world without fear no threats only the one you adore at your side eyes full of each others desire

"Drums don't sound for the dead; they are for the living."

"The very definition of American is: diversity among the people."

(Another example of government abuse) Who among you can deny the bond between mother and child? It's a fact; this bond is perhaps the most important relationship between two human beings. I've seen young children being treated worse than anyone would even consider treating animals. Even in those situations the bond between mother and child could not be broken. Why? It's human nature; it is a fact; it's the most private connection between flesh and blood. The root takes hold in the womb. This ...

03/17/08 Part of the whole, when it begins to crumble China poisons the West and other silly things how long has it been going on producing food for animals and humans drugs produced too drugs that individuals put into their bodies…their blood stream ...and dogs and cats die, suffer and a few humans suffer too; some die why what do you think; are you stupid or what hey, lets have China and others’ produce our food, steel and refine our ore hum, they grow our food for us using god only knows w...

One day while fishing I caught a small mouth bass It bit my hook It still had a smaller fish in its mouth I know because I ate the bigger one

04/06/08 Season of Death Ronnie lived on the outskirts of town He had three brothers and both parents He was riding a horse and tried to jump a small ditch The horse stumbled and fell Ronnie died in that field as the sun warmed the air, and prayers couldn’t bring him back His mom cried; clouds poured down Rain, the lowest common denominator Her arms waving; he’s gone

“What one person cherishes, other’s may rebuke.”

04/06/08 Season of Death Ronnie lived on the outskirts of town He had three brothers and both parents He was riding a horse and tried to jump a small ditch The horse stumbled and fell Ronnie died in that field as the sun warmed the air, and prayers couldn’t bring him back His mom cried; clouds poured down Rain, the lowest common denominator Her arms waving; he’s gone

Manipulated bricks in the wall Fear is threaded into the fabric of life Monsters’ calculate, without conscience, the peoples’ demise And, as for the people, they lay down and spread their legs Yet, there are those who have eyes and ears They will not go quietly