Unconditional Love and Pure Acceptance

2020 and we still buying the lies.  Once the truth broke about the scandal involving the Titanic and how the sister ship damaged returning from her voyage, outfitted to take the place of the Titanic, knowing they were sailing with a damaged ship, knowing they were in dangerous waters, trusting the Californian to come to their rescue. We would think the captain warned the crew not to send messages to keep all channels open for communication, had the guilt not weighed down on his shoulders, perhaps this would have indeed been the Captains orders, instead of crew busy sending late telegrams jamming communications, the Californian went unnotified. Later the captain of this ship would commit suicide, and the Titanic would go on to save the war and be the known as the Olympic. Such devastating deceit. The death of JFK. Devastating deceit. September 11 2001. The day the world stood still and nuclear weapons were used on home ground and people were told the air was good to breathe and congress

Lightning strikes, not once, not twice But three times in this heart of mine Storm clouds slowly gathering for months on end now the black clouds no longer hide the violence and ugliness inside the wind begins its lofty howl inside I am bruised and battered clinging as I hold on but for what? More emptiness, more boredom, more self pity more questions, more loneliness, more of the same less of everything I need More restrictions  less freedom  more control over me less always less, taking without ever giving You are not a government for the people but the master of your slaves and  I am no slave Carve out your careful plans make your selfish laws I will not bend and I will not break no matter how this storm rages on and on I will stand  barely stand but stand as long as my life will let me I will not cower at the sight of your face I will not hate you  I will pray for your soul  although you are dead to me I will stand and live free as God meant me to be..... Send your thunder send you

We washed our windows, theft, crime, and political corruption cleaned our windows and somehow the sports page brought a sheen to the panes. Dedicated journalists, pulitzer prize winner in which came wrapped our dinner. Scrunched and rolled up newspapers with a mere flick of a match and a sigh, a fire did provide.  From crossword puzzles, sudoku and the funnies, hatched, matched and dispatched, life revolved around the newspaper.  Careers made, careers broken, the story of our lives written crafted to create the perfect narrative. In the end, we cleaned our windows, dried our floors, sold our fish and chips, and after all is said and done, the only mail that ever mattered is every bill demanding payment and the only guardian we can count on the one man who never claimed to have silver or gold, but what He had He gave away freely. The perfect betrayal of every written word, carefully crafted to lead and deceive, not heroes, but liars devoid of a soul. Creatures that feed on pain and torm