America- Land of the Native Americans, and home of the slaves.

Swastikas, Klan members, torches, and hate decorated Charlottesville Virgina. Despite what Donald says, there was not a single decent human being in that group. They are inexcusable and pathetic. I am disgusted by their actions.

I am furious at the white supremacists/ Neo-Nazis, the people making excuses for them, and of course Donald. That being said, there is something about these terrorizing events that angers me more.

There are millions of people who, while condemning the terrorists, made the following ignorant statement: “That kind of hate and white supremacy is not what America is about.” Or something along those lines.

White supremacy and violence is EXACTLY what America is built on. It is the very foundation that started this country. Does everyone forget that this land was taken from people who called this land home? Those native to this land were murdered and raped until the land was no longer theirs. If that wasn’t enough, those same pillagers brought Africans over so they could work them to death. They used their “superiority” to rape the colored women, murder the colored men, and destroy their heritage.

We shouldn’t be hiding behind the good old American slogans that were forced down our throats growing up. Do not try to “restore American values” because that is in fact what the terrorist are trying to do with their white supremacy. Instead, let us use our love and empathy to silence the ignorant, and try to create a new and welcoming America.

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Office Views

The waves are mesmerizing as they come racing to the shore.

I could watch them all day.

The rest of the world ceases to exist.

It is just me and the waves.

The sand has never been so soft; It travels with the wind.

What magical brush has blessed these eyes with the strokes of orange in blue.

The great temptations of this world fail to break this connection.

 

The one wish I have, just give me this one.

I wish my skin could feel that sun.

For I see the beauties of this captivating scene

through the glass of my computer screen.

I See You

I know you feel the cold hand of depression on your shoulder, I beg you don’t ignore it.

Forced to play many roles before you were ready.

Not single step taken has been towards a selfish destination.

So caring and giving, yet never given to thine self.

Chameleon to your environment, what’s one to be in the vast empty space of loneliness?

Beloved by all, I’m sure you could learn to love you too.

Painting a smile on your face is a daily struggle, though it does make the sun rise.

Take that mask off, don’t hide any longer.

You are a gift to the world, it’s about time you introduce yourself.

Everything your heart desires is inside you already.

Brave flowers, confident flowers, but they all need nurturing.

Each day we are given a new opportunity, to define who we are.

It’s okay to cry, it’s normal to be scared.

I wrote this to let you know that I cared.

 

So kind and generous, just be nicer to yourself.

Everything you touch, turns into beauty.

Please know this magic flows both ways.

You may feel lost now, but I know you’ll overcome.

You’ll swim through the waters, and barely make it out.

You’ll climb the mountains, and use every bit of strength.

I know you will because when you reach the top, you will find your identity.

 

The Fail of The Skinny Repeal Bill

Last night, upon the midnight hour, the senate took a vote to determine if roughly 15 million people would lose their health care coverage. Why at these hours? Criminals often strike at night; they steal from others as they sleep.

Luckily, three brave republicans joined the forty-eight determined democrats to shut down the “Skinny repeal bill”. Those republicans, John McCain, Susan Collins and Lisa Murkowski, stepped across the aisle and saved lives.  The climax of the night belonged to the moment when John McCain, who has been on record in favor of repealing Obamacare, arrived fashionably late to cast his vote. He stepped up to the podium during roll call and loudly proclaimed “NO”. He then sauntered out of camera while the senate floor reacted with gasps. There were some applause from the democrats but the loudest sound in the room was the shattering of Mitch McConnell’s hopes for the night; and oh what a sweet sound that is.

McCain voted no because “Skinny repeal fell short because it fell short of our promise to repeal & replace Obamacare w/ meaningful reform.” Trump followed McCain’s tweet with one of his own, “3 Republicans and 48 Democrats let the American people down. As I said from the beginning, let ObamaCare implode, then deal. Watch!” I thought about taking a few paragraphs to detail Donald’s ignorant approach but if you can’t see that letting people lose their health care and die for a political victory is wrong, then I doubt your misguided ass continued to read to the end of this post.

 

We Were Taught How To Hate

From our first breath, we are conditioned to hate.

Geographical location of birth deciding your fate.

This world does not belong to one kind or race.

It belongs to our souls, not the color of our face.

 

Too many teach hate so it has become so natural.

They spew words like venom and they aren’t even factual.

Find me the proof, that your skin is worthier than others.

Defend why you enslaved our sisters and brothers.

 

How dare you hate someone for their sexual preference.

Then use an outdated book for your point of reference.

Who are you to tell someone their gender identity?

You’re not all knowing, don’t yell how the world will end to me.

 

Whether it come from a flag, a book, or lyrics in a song.

Unwarranted hate in your heart, will always be wrong.

The First Two Chapters In My Book

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Good morning followers, I seek your help today. I am embarking on a journey that is unfamiliar to me. I am writing a novel (attempting to). I ask that, if you have some free time, please review the first two chapters as hyperlinked above. Basically what I am looking for is feedback as to whether or not the story makes sense and/or is intriguing. You see, I have the world that this novel takes place in, in my head; But since this is my first time trying to project that image into others minds, I’d rather know sooner than later in the book if I need to make major changes. I suppose the book will be categorized as Young-Adult, dystopian, or some other tag. My goal is not to have it chained to a specific genre, rather to provide universal themes and tell a tale that could be appreciated by everyone. Thank you.

Describing Blue To A Man Born Blind

How do you show a person that their ways are all wrong?

Philosophical discussion or even write them a song?

More often than not, you cannot change someones mind.

You’ll have better luck describing blue to a man born blind.

 

You know wholeheartedly that your views are right.

The ignorant are living in darkness and you can give them light.

How dare they defend the idea that not all humans are equal?

You’re killing the environment and there will be no sequel.

 

Is there a chance they are right? Am I possibly mistaken?

Are all of my beliefs false? Am I not the one awaken?

Am I the one misled? Do I even know what’s real?

Doubt your thoughts, doubt yourself, tell me how does it feel?

 

I feel I am right, because I do doubt myself.

Why would you keep picking the same book on the shelf?

We tell two different stories, but can they both coexist?

We both play our parts but don’t know if the show exist.