Proof Of Existence

If you can’t see it with your own eyes, it doesn’t exist.

That’s the argument used to disprove, or often times not even consider, the existence of a God-Force in the universe.

Toxins, bacteria, viruses can’t be seen with the human eye, but mechanical devices sharper than the human eye proved that there is a microscopic world inside, outside and throughout the universe, that nobody knew existed not that long ago.

In walks the wind.

You can’t see it. The wind is like a God-Force. All you can see with the human eye is the effect or result of the wind. You can feel it. You can hear the effect of it as it passes through the atmosphere around structures, or sometimes straight through them.

So, my new analogy is God is like the wind. You can see, hear and feel the effect of the wind, but you can’t actually see the wind.



Religious Head Coverings Oppress Women

As a young Catholic girl I had to cover my head in church; the boys didn’t have to. They had to remove their head coverings upon entering church.

The boys were allowed on the altar; the girls weren’t. Even though girls would collect and take home their surplices to wash, starch and iron for the next Sunday mass, we had to enter through the back door.

The boys could assist in the mass; the girls could not. How could you assist in mass if you weren’t allowed on the altar? Only boys could be altar boys. Fair enough, but there was not a category for altar girls. A trick I thought as a young girl learning early what a backseat was.

Of course you’re special, you’re just different. No, it doesn’t mean the boys are better, it’s just the way it is. You think too much. Stop dwelling. I’m only asking a question, not dwelling. Boys and girls are different. Your job is as important as theirs.

But they do all the fun things. Why can’t they collect, wash, starch, iron and return the surplices and I assist at mass, I thought to myself.

Catholic families learn early in life through the doctrines of the church the value of their own children through the eye of the church, the Pope’s eye and in the eyes of God, even in the eye of Jesus. It wasn’t till decades later, on a trip to Montreal to attend a doctor’s symposium on dystonia, that I made my first walk on an altar.

I drove myself from Cleveland. Brought a bunch of Vox Dei Newspapers I published (similar to the word warrior content I publish online now, only in print form) and dropped them off Johnny Appleseed-style all along the way. I was also visiting by car (a visual tour) the birthplace of my maternal grandfather in Inverness, Quebec, a Scottish community, whom I never met, since he died early of pneumonia.

One of the stops along the way was a church (not planned, just me coming up on places or people and stopping to handout or drop off papers). I stopped, found the side door hallway, left a bunch of papers at the top of the steps, then went inside the church. I sat about in the middle and as I looked toward the altar saw a used baby diaper in the middle of the aisle – blue. I thought that’s strange. How could somebody drop a used diaper in the middle of the aisle of a church and keep walking?

I moved a little closer to the altar and took a seat near the aisle. I looked around to see nobody present. Catholic churches are much the same no matter where they stand. I scan the stations of the cross and recall doing them many times during the run up to Catholic holidays. I look at the altar with regrets for all the time spent during my childhood being a Catholic second class citizen. Why was I born a girl? Other religions are the same though – I’ve studied at least the basics of most of them.

My thoughts turn to the head coverings. First it was a hat, not carried, but actually on our heads that we needed to enter the church. God was in the church. That’s all we needed to know. Cover your head. I learned that men were made in the image of God, women were not, so they bared their heads and we covered ours. God is a he not a she.

What they really meant, in my view, was that men wanted to be seen by God alone, wanted to negotiate with God, wanted to be accepted by God. Women would steal the show, so cover them up, so God can’t see them. Always secret deals going on with God and men. Men wanted God to themselves. Men didn’t want to compete with women for God’s favor. Men were self-designated go-betweens. Men designated themselves as the Gods for women.

Men wrote the bible, not women. God – Men – Women. God tells the man what to do, then the man tells the woman what to do. The man is the filter through which the woman sees what the man allows her to see. These were man-made, church-made, not woman-made laws of religion.

Jesus was a man. Gay or not it doesn’t matter. He did the same thing. You have to go through him to get to God. He was one of those Jews who likes to fulfill prophecies. It got him killed. Jews aren’t the only ones who like to fulfill prophecies for personal gain. I’ve seen members of congress do the same thing.

So here I am – alone in a church somewhere in Quebec. Dare I do the deed? Maybe I should have pre-thought an excuse for being on the altar should a priest walk in, or some big local church official or an altar boy. Or a mother who knows I don’t belong there. But I didn’t.

Next thing you know I’m siting in the papal chair looking out over the throngs of worshippers.

Eventually the Catholic church did away with demanding head coverings for women in church. It was a gradual process – hats were no longer required, but a small piece of lace secured with a bobby pin was the next and last step to head freedom. Now God could see everybody. I was glad about that.

Whenever I see a Muslim child or woman with a head covering and a man with none to me it’s a sign of oppression and I personally find it offensive. The oppression I experienced very early in life, that marred perceptions of my worthiness, is why I eventually turned away from all religions.

Muslim women forcing non-Muslim women in America to look at that symbol of oppression wherever they roam in public is the same for me as a black person being forced to look at, communicate with, do business with and work with white people who wear nooses loosely around their necks, or a Jew being forced to look at, communicate with, do business with and work with Germans, Austrians and Poles who wear Swastika arm bands.

Oh no, no, no, it doesn’t mean that. No, no…

Yes, it does mean that to me. It will always mean that to me. To watch Muslim women enjoy being oppressed makes it all the more grotesque, thus obscene. Wear it at home or in the places where you worship your oppressive Gods. This is not a religious country. It’s a multi-ethnic country that allows you the freedom to go to church, mosque, temple or wherever you gather with like-minded individuals to worship without persecution.

It’s not a symbol of oppression. No it’s not. Look at me, I’m a congresswoman.

A congressperson who thinks her hair has magical powers that will make every man except those in her family, want to rape her if she exposes it.

So here we’ve got a congressperson who wants to look like a prostitute to remind people she isn’t one (Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez), and another congressperson who wants to wear a symbol of oppression against women to prove that she isn’t oppressed (Ilhan Omar).

Both women are signaling solidarity to women in their own ethnic and religious groups, rather than to all women and all men, whom they were elected to represent while members of a federal congress. They are executing preferential prejudice by gender, ethnicity and religion as well as discrimination toward every person not in those stylized groups.

Most of all, using oppressive symbols to gain popularity among select groups is offensive and manipulative. It hurts people; it doesn’t help people

Once you’re in the USA federal rather than the USA state congress, your votes effect all people in the nation, not just your constituency, or gender-specific or religion-specific or ethnic-specific bases.

Their message: Push down the women who already fought and created their freedom by making them feel sick by association with oppressive symbolism they’re forced to view in public places, while simultaneously raising up those still oppressed by showing them they can succeed while being oppressed.

Look at us; we’re congresswomen.


Ask Ilhan Omar if she supports segregation.

Ask Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez if she supports federally funded abortion for Spanish speaking prostitutes.


I Have My Own God. I Neither Need Nor Want Yours

Most people perceive God as someone who can perform humanly impossible feats of power at will or whim or urging that is communicated with or without a request or a demand from a conglomerate of molecules, atoms and chemical reactions in an organism called a human.

That’s not my God.



by Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


This little book began years before my brain injury from toxic molds and ended years after my brain injury, with beginnings that never truly ended.  This book is not meant to be read in one sitting. My purpose is to refresh you, not to overwhelm you. 

If you want to have a conversation about race, don’t make it a confrontation. You don’t start a dialogue by patronizing people, saying you want to listen to them, you want to know what they want, based on the premise that racism doesn’t exist against white people. If you’re white and you were born in America, you know racism. Dialogue has no preconditions. If a black person wants to know what it feels like to be white, look within, and vice versa.

God does get angry; don’t you?

The cycle of violence stops with you. No matter how much pain you’ve endured, no matter how much anger you harbor, no matter how much vengeance is in every cell of who you are now, as the result of horrific, horrific violence committed against you and those you love, our only hope, the world’s only hope is you.

It’s not easy to be offended and to feel the sting of injustice. Where do you put that rage that wells up in all of us? I’ll tell you another story about the bible. In the past I criticized all the violent, vengeance talk.  When I read it, I didn’t want all that stuff. It seemed like every story started out on an inspirational note, then ended up in the vengeance toilet. After I lost a case I should have won, by being sucker punched by the corruption of the courts in America, I returned alone to my hotel room, laid my aching body gently across the bed, stared at the ceiling and realized that my rage level wasn’t coming down. Crying was not an option, not for the way I was feeling.

I opened the drawer of the night table to reach for Gideon’s bible, looking for guidance. Pick a page any page. The first page I opened to told me something about injustice and all the bad things that were going to happen to my opponent. Something clicked in my brain and my rage level began to diminish. So there was a useful purpose after all for all that trash talk. Just because I recognize my own God and everybody else’s doesn’t mean I’m not going to become enraged when a gross injustice occurs. Just because I maintain my own integrity and the integrity of my God doesn’t mean I don’t bleed–copiously. It still hurts. However, if I had reached for a book that promised only that the greater, universal God would handle it in It’s own way, in It’s own time, and for me to shed that burden and go out and have some fun, it would have satisfied me as much, probably more. The sadistic ramblings of a person gone crazy with rage, was not needed, though it helped, because I knew that the person who wrote it, knew how I felt. Still…a sadistic-free instruction would have also worked. I was alone, and that bible was what was in my immediate environment that my God and the God of the universe used to talk me down from my own anger. In addition, just the act of reading something –anything different than stacks of legal papers, created a new neuro-pathway in my brain, which shifted the focus from rage to no rage.

This reminds me of another story. An off-duty cop shot and killed a guy stealing a really nice car at the new state-of-the-art school beside our apartment building, while a meeting of all the big wigs was going on inside, shortly after it was completed. I only saw some of it. The cops interviewed me and although I didn’t see much, I probably saw enough that would implicate the cop in being over zealous. After all, somebody can’t shoot someone who is in the process of stealing property. Plus, he was off-duty. There was a big hoopla about it in the neighborhood and in the press.

Feeling badly for both the victim and the shooter, late one night, I made a burgundy and gold bow with two gold doves on it, then placed it on the fence where the victim was shot. One night when taking Rosie out for the last time before going to bed, I opened the front door and saw two people, a man and a woman, standing there, about ten feet directly in front of me. The woman photographed me with her cell phone, and the man turned to look at me, then, while remaining in place turned, looked down the street, lifted his outstretched arm and pointed it down the street, then clicked an imaginary trigger as he said, “POW”–all this for my benefit. The stolen car had crashed (after he was shot in the parking lot) up the street where the man was pointing. The little memorial stayed there for about two years, until one day, when the decision must have come down to exonerate the cop, somebody ripped it off the fence and wrote obscenities with chalk all over the parking lot where the shell casings were found. I forgot to note that I hadn’t secured the bow with anything to the fence. I just placed it and wove the ribbon a little inside the chain links. I was surprised that through the seasons of wind, rain and snow, it was still there.

The next spring. I noticed when walking Rosie, that where the memorial had been a single vine had grown in the form of a ‘T’. I showed Steve and we both agreed it was a miracle, that the greater God of the universe had not forgotten. It was God’s memorial now. The next winter, a white teddy bear with a large red heart on its chest appeared beneath the vine, in the snow, so someone else had also taken notice.

One weekend, Steve and I rented a car and went out to dinner, some twenty miles away. A woman walks in, comes up to the bar where we’re eating, takes a large pair of scissors out of her purse and slams them on the bar. I immediately note, out loud, that I considered those scissors a weapon and it would be best if she put them away. She did the usual ‘word dropping thing’ that these Federal operatives do, then left. Upon returning home, we walked by the teddy bear and saw that someone had cut out the heart of the teddy bear with a pair of scissors. Whoa. I couldn’t believe that someone would go to such extremes to send me a message that I didn’t get.

Shortly after that, somebody, a very tall somebody or somebody with a ladder, cut the vine right in half. Steve worked the pieces loosely back into the fence and wondered what would happen. This spring and summer the vine not only returned, but thrived, stronger and more copious than before, but still in the same place where the original memorial had been placed. We’re fully expecting the vine to be cut down again, by Federal operatives who don’t want any evidence of any miracles in any slum, especially if it immortalizes someone stealing a car or killing someone over it. CIA people don’t believe in God. Well, they must be starting to believe, otherwise they wouldn’t have taken such extreme actions to destroy the evidence of God. 

In negotiations, all parties get the same instruction. You don’t give one party one set of instructions and the other party a different set.

Anti-prejudice is not extreme. Anti-discrimination, anti-enslavement, anti-torture, anti-slaughter is not extreme. Peace is not extreme. War is extreme. Prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter are extreme.

Go ahead and call your oppressors names. Make sure, though, that they match their behavior. 

Prejudice is the root of all evil.

Food chain. How is it that scientists came up with this elaborate food chain theory to convince humans they’re supposed to eat other animals, because other animals do it? To the best of my knowledge, most other animals are vegetarians.

If you think you never have to be forgiven for anything, that you never do wrong, then you put yourself in a self-proclaimed position of authority, thus superiority. Bend a little and be sincere.

Healthcare. Use the Medicare system already in place and simply expand it to include everyone. While in the process, revamp Medicare to decrease doctor and hospital fraud. It’s not the patient committing the fraud.

Here’s a thought for you. How do you know that before your ancestors came from Africa to America, that they didn’t at some point, already mate with people from other continents? Arab? Jew? Those were the wanderers. Europeans were the missionaries. Asian? Russians? Australians?

If we define race as location, then there is no such thing as a pure race–not now, not ever. If you’re not sure what your family tree looks like, it’s pretty safe to consider yourself intercontinental. And even if you know what your family tree looks like, it’s safe to assume that you’re also intercontinental.

When we talk about having Jewish, Arab, Irish, English, African, Indian, Asian and any other types of blood in us, the good news is that we all have the same blood within the limits of type A,B,O etc. When looking at blood, the race or ethnicity of a person cannot be determined. So, race and/or ethnicity really is only skin deep. So, let’s take the blood talk out of the discussions on race, disputes and wars.

When veterinarians operate on other animals, and those other animals need a blood transfusion, where do the doctors get the blood? I don’t think they have blood mobiles around the nation set up so that these other animals can donate their own blood for their own kind.

If no two people have the same DNA, then no two white people, no two black people, no two brown people, or no two other hues of people are the same.  Blood and DNA destroys the foundation of the myth of the group, based on biology.

Whites used to have a rule, one drop of black blood and you’re all black. Blacks now have a fifty percent rule. Fifty percent black and you’re black. There’s no such thing as fifty-one percent or above, since it would require either two fathers or two mothers of one color. So, I guess we can scratch color as a definer of the group. I notice Obama, though half white, never calls himself white. He’s black with a white mother. In his position of huge power, he really should say that he’s part white. It’s prejudicial not to, and it hurts his mother. She told me to say that; don’t blame me. I don’t care what color you are. I never saw a red person, unless they had a sunburn, and it more resembled pink. I never saw a yellow person unless they were jaundiced. I also never saw a white person.  If you’re white, place a piece of white paper near your face or arm and compare hues. Even Albinos who are more white than others called white, aren’t actually white. And, the blackest of the black, living near the equator are more a mix of deep purple and brown, than black. That leaves us pretty much with light and dark. America didn’t invent the melting pot. Everyone who came here, came from melting pots, including the native Americans.

Israel needs to let in international inspectors to inspect their nuclear arsenal, if in fact they have one. To remain anonymous in the nuclear club puts the entire planet at great risk. No country can be trusted with nuclear weapons, especially a renegade country without borders who claims to have between 150 and 300. Now, which is it? Can’t you count? You mean you don’t even know how many you have? Israel will go the way of Iraq and Sadam Hussein with the proclamation of having weapons beyond it’s actual inventory, that served only to frighten the world into finally taking those phantom, mythical words seriously.

You never have to forgive the ideology of a country or a group that commits prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter against you. Forgiveness is reserved for individuals. If you think that an individual can become a monster when they lose their moral compass, consider the impact of millions of those monsters blindly following the monster ideologies of their respective governments and big businesses, and then profiting from your misery. The discipline required by you not to respond in kind, by becoming a monster to fight a multitude of monsters, is key to your success and the ultimate survival of the planet. That goes for all parties.

Why does God allow wars? Why do you? Why does God allow disease? Why do you? Why does God make people die early? Why do you?

Sometimes relaxing with what you have instead of worrying about what you don’t have or what others think you should want gives you greater freedom to make the best decisions for yourself.

We need to get back to what it means to be civilized. We need to examine tribal ways that still run through our cultures. It’s not a question of who is tribal and who isn’t. We all share the same background. Let’s start with Africa, and how tribal ways are adversely affecting the inner cities of all other continents.

White guilt used by blacks to get what they want is a lie. Slavery stems from tribal societies, therefore, black guilt should also exist and it doesn’t. White guilt is used by whites to make other whites work to set slaves free. Black slaves of blacks rarely get set free, because other blacks don’t care enough to dedicate their lives to the freedom of their own, when enslaved by their own. Enslavement on the entire continent of Africa is rampant. Black on black enslavement. Stop it.

“It wasn’t the size of the blanket that mattered. It was the strength of the arms that laid it.” 

People say, ‘when one door closes another one opens’. They should add, “eventually”.

DNA is God. Nobody has any more God in them than anyone else. 

Murphy’s Law, ‘If something can go wrong, it will go wrong’. God’s law, ‘If something can go right, it will go right.’ If something goes wrong, then people made it go wrong.

Changes are in the air. I know you can feel it, because we’re all part of the same air. The nature of the universe is to change. Evolution is survival.

We all come from the same atom. Adam and Eve are nothing more or less than the same atom.

It’s the arrangement of atoms that creates difference.

Everything in the universe moves. Move equals change.

It’s time to reinterpret old information for new insights in the absence of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.

The Ark was built in Africa, where the giraffes, elephants, tigers, lions etc, originated. The Ark was not built in Israel. The arc is the fundamental design of the universe.

Junctures are blocking and initiating points.

If all good things come to an end, then all bad things come to an end.

Discipline is about doing, as much as it is about not doing.

Opening a door is as easy as closing a door.

There is no such thing as an addictive personality, which results in addictive behavior. Addictive behavior creates an addictive personality. Addictions are a necessary part of the universe. We all have them. We all need them. People can just as easily become addicted to positive, life affirming activities, as self-destructive ones. Stopping a positive activity is at least as difficult as stopping a bad one.

When the body is continuously exposed to any substance, the body will attempt to get rid of it if it’s bad and keep it if it’s good. When the body is continually exposed to any substance, the body will eventually adjust to its presence by making it an integral part of the organism. When withheld, the body will react by ‘missing’ the substance, via withdrawal. If the substance is withheld long enough, the body will eventually adjust to its absence, and will make its absence an integral part of the functioning of the organism.

When you raise up your enemy, you raise up yourself. 

Every atom is encoded with the elements of survival: no prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter, also called junctures. A juncture exists for the purpose of stopping an action and going in a different  direction, or for the purpose of evaluating an action based on new information, or for the purpose of facilitating an action.  Every religion, government, philosophy, decision, must be superimposed over this basic foundation. What doesn’t fit gets discarded and what fits gets kept, in order to assure the survival of one and all.

People often say, ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’. It makes you injured. The more hits a person takes, the more injured they become. There are a whole lot of injured people walking this earth.

If God is in an atom, then God is in all things smaller than an atom.

Some choose to live their lives with their addictions, rather than live their lives in recovery. Perhaps the thought of always being in recovery, and relegating the rest of their lives to helping others similarly afflicted, in order to stay in recovery; and perhaps the thought of having to always put one’s recovery foremost in one’s life, to the exclusion of everything else, for the rest of one’s life is simply too overwhelming and limiting to some of those afflicted. Consequently, many choose to incorporate their afflictions into their lives, while pursuing other dreams.

Perhaps recovering addicts are not the most appropriate people to be counseling others with the same affliction, since the recovery rates are low and the recidivism rates high. Perhaps the need for those in recovery to keep helping those afflicted in order to stay in recovery themselves, sets up a relationship of enabling both parties. It’s okay to dedicate your life to a cause, as long as you consider yourself free, and not obligated, to do that. 

Do unto others as you would have others do to those you love. Oh, come on, there must be someone or something you love.

Even though others can set you free, only you can give yourself freedom. I’m not sure what that means. It might be a contradiction that’s true.

You don’t have to love yourself before you can love somebody else. You need to care only about your own well-being. This still isn’t a prerequisite for caring about somebody else’s well-being. Do it in whatever order you want. Who cares?

Curing one addiction cures many other addictions. If you have a bunch of other addictions that you say rose up after getting rid of one of them, then you didn’t totally get rid of one of them. Perhaps, from this atom of a moment forward, you are cured. You will think of that which you can’t do without, probably as often as if you were still using, but you won’t want it. Over and over and over again. This is only one of God’s many gifts to you. Now rearrange the rest of the atoms in your life to accommodate and to reflect who you really are.  If some changes need to be made, make them. Very quickly you’ll begin to say, “I don’t need that either. I’m not going to want it tomorrow either. In fact, I’m never going to need it. If I need that in order to do something I didn’t want to do anyway, then why bother? I’m free and that’s the way I want to be.” Ease into it. Adjust and readjust till it feels right for you.

Now, you’re curing yourself. A balance is what your God is trying to achieve. If somebody asks if you want something you’re not required to say yes. Perhaps each individual does have all the answers. Some of you will look for loopholes.

‘She said, “perhaps”.

There’s nothing wrong with loopholes if they conform to the Five Principles, which means applied to yourself, as well as to others. Are you discriminating against yourself?

By death time, everyone knows who they are. 

Kindness repulses those who see in you what they lack in themselves.

When engineering a city, begin with the prisons.

An astronomy teacher once said that earth is the Alcatraz of the universe. Time to clean this hell hole up. Perhaps we’ll all get out of prison when we see ourselves as worthy of getting out.

You don’t have to eat animal fat; you are the fat. You don’t need to eat animal muscle; you are the muscle. The body feeds on itself. Your muscles get used up whether you want them to or not. What, you thought you have the same muscles you had when you were born? Not a chance. You keep growing new muscles as you keep using them up, just like fat. You need to eat only what your body needs to create a balance with what it already has.

Perhaps is too passive. People want active. You’re muscles don’t need fat and protein from animal sources. They need carbohydrates, fats and proteins from plant sources. Eating a balanced diet doesn’t mean animals    interspersed with vegetables and fruits. It means all kinds of plant based foods.

Don’t give your addictions to God; you’re giving them back to yourself.

Rich people should help their less rich family members along, so they won’t become a burden to the government. Keep it in the family.

Family doesn’t loan, they give. Or at least no interest. Come on. There must be some perks to being a family. 

I noticed that on the label of the vitamins I bought Rose, contained in the list of ingredients is: digest of poultry. You mean I’ve been feeding my daughter poultry vomit/poop, what’s inside of the stomach and intestines of poultry? Who would do that and for what insane reason? That’s a flawed question. Okay, I leave out the insane. Stop it.

We need to emphasize differences more. We’ve become so accustomed to thinking we’re all alike, that we get irritated when we see people act or look differently than we do. The ‘movement toward equality’ was wrong to assume, that by saying we’re all alike everybody would simply accept everybody else. To emphasize similarities instead of differences was only half right. We also need to address innate differences. The oppression should end first, so that we can see what differences really do exist and what differences are the result of oppression. Terrorists pop up under conditions of oppression. Get rid of oppression and you’ll get rid of terrorists. If you plan to hunt each one down and kill them, to solve the terror problem, then with each killing, several more terrorists will be created. Saying there will always be terrorists is like saying there will always be oppression. This is unacceptable.

The planet has too many categories. Categories block and discriminate. They also inhibit growth. How about putting all of us in the same world bucket. So what would you have us do? You figure it out. Start with the bucket I just gave you.

God speaks to us at every juncture, and along the way to those junctures, using every medium God has at It’s disposal, which means continually and in all ways possible. You know that’s true. How many times have you said in your mind’s voice, ‘should I?’ and how many times did your mind’s voice say, ‘no’, yet you still did it. Next time, argue the point, rather than simply doing the opposite. Yes or no, yes or no. Stop it. Why yes and why no.

If you think that your God isn’t talking to you, then you put yourself on automatic pilot and /or you’re letting your God run roughshod over you. Automatic pilot is reserved only for emergencies. Tame your God. “Faith, hope and charity, that’s the way to live successfully, how do I know, because the bible told me so”. I’m quoting Steve, while he’s singing in the kitchen. Not just because a holy book told you so, but because you see the result and the result is good and non-prejudicial. But wait? Faith in what? Oh-h-h, now that’s an animal of a different species. Faith in the Five Principles is the blueprint. Why? If we stop prejudice, we stop the slaughter. And, slaughter is what’s going to kill us all. After 9-11 the Feds, through back channels, kept telling me to stop focusing on why. We don’t need to know why, we already know why. Really? Then why? I haven’t heard you give a good reason, even after all these years; and it seems that the world isn’t any safer.

I want new thoughts; I don’t want to keep explaining old ones.

Psychoanalysis isn’t necessary. There’s a part of you that is aware of who you really are. Accept that everyone is dysfunctional as well as functional. Accept that we all have degrees of psychological disease as well as degrees of psychological wellness. We need to put more emphasis on mental health, across the board, so we don’t end up with catastrophic illness. Prevention is key. Cure the mind, and you’ll cure much of the body. Stop the stigma. Who do you think you are to stigmatize a disease? Get off your high horse, before the greater God of the universe knocks you off.

Some internal conversations are not meant for public consumption. When you work out issues in your mind, your God’s directness might be construed as abrupt and rude. Know that this is a sign to get your attention.

Your loyalty to your own personal God is tenuous. Strengthen that thread.

God wants you to cooperate with yourself. Begin by opening the God in you to the God in everybody else. Start a dialogue. You play each part, the same way you’d play each part in a play or game of chess, or all the players of a ball game. Dance with God by dancing with yourself.

We need to find a balance between malleable and immobile, so that no one succumbs or breaks.

If you don’t feel like getting up in the morning, you will. If you don’t feel like going to bed at night, don’t.

When you read that somebody else’s God is talking to you, you have a God connection, whether you want one or not. But, really, nobody has to preface the comment. If you’re speaking God is speaking. By the sounds I hear around me and through the media, you all don’t have much pride in the way your God gets presented. You care more about how you dress than how your God comes across to others. Take some pride in showcasing your God, for God’s sake. God intervenes through you and everyone else and everything else.

You’re going to exercise your mind more. You’re going to exercise your body more, even if somebody else has to do it for you.

You’re going to relax more. 

You’re going to relax somebody else.

Don’t put your body into shock by not eating at all.

A few bites at a time, a few times a day, might work best for a reducing diet. Variety of plant based foods, in small amounts works best. 

Drink when you’re thirsty.

Don’t hurt someone or someone’s family to get their attention. You’ll get hurt back.

Preach while you practice achieving your goals.

Fake it till you make it, and you’ll always be faking it. There’s some truth to that.

Be what you want to be every second of your life. This is bliss with an edge.

Instead of going straight up, raise your own plateau.

Balancing half good with half bad does not make a perfect balance. Balancing all good in all areas and facets of your life is a perfect balance.

You started changing years ago.

We tend to save up all the things we want to stop and all the things we want to start for the same date in time. Try one.

If you want your soldiers to remain standing, don’t take up arms.

You go God.

When good things happen, people tend to take.  When bad things happen people tend to give back. Try giving back before bad things happen.

The world is your audience. (You almost said oyster, didn’t you? That means you’ve been reading too many horoscopes. Stop the addiction. That’s a bad God trying to influence you.) Open yourself to everybody else’s God. Just say it to yourself.  Instruct your God to open channels to all Gods. You can do it, I know you can. You are dying to do it. Speak to your audience. If you want them to listen to you, you’ll have to approach with respect. So, do it, in the privacy of your own private world.

I sense all of you wondering where all this is going. That means you’re already on the path. Ease up and take a look around. What you see is…

You need to learn how to avert things.

Do you want to change, or do you want to change? Pick one.

You are cured of all your headaches.

Cure for migraine. Take whatever medication you take for migraines, if that’s what you do, then submerge self in full hot tub of water and lean head back as you relax, and feel the pain dissipate. Bubbles help, emotionally. Biologically, you open all your blood vessels which takes the pressure off just a few. Then lay down slowly on bed on your stomach with arms propped up to hold head slightly back. If at work, find a sink, fill it with hot water, get down on your knees and submerge your hands and arms into the water, getting the water as far up on your arms as possible. Wait for the pain to dissolve while you hold your head back.

If you spend all your time breaking down everybody else’s theories, you may never get around to developing your own.

I’m tired of starting over. I’m just going to go on from here and incorporate what I’ve learned from the past, without having to organize it all. I trust that my God has already done that for me. Whew! I’m finally in the on-going process of the future.

Your own God doesn’t accept anything on face value. Don’t worry if you do. 

I’m changing your world by bringing you into mine.

Sometimes it’s good to rebuild bridges.

If you’ve come this far, you’re having a conversation with your God, my God and everybody else’s God. In fact, the second you looked at the cover of this book, the conversation started.

If you’re too insecure to talk back to yourself, because somebody will think you’re not quite right in the head, then you know you’ve been brainwashed by those in authority, who don’t want the slaves, or the troops, the rank and file, to have the benefit of the other half of their power.

I can say I’m talking to myself; I just can’t say that God is answering me. You just proved my point of oppression.

Oppressed people are blocked from using their entire box of tools at their disposal. Who would know anyway? See, they do control your thoughts and where you allow yourself to venture in those thoughts.

Fear, strategically placed to inhibit and prohibit free thought which otherwise would promote growth, is the tool the oppressors use, to keep your thoughts in their order. That’s why this book is in ‘no particular order’. There’s no plan to the pieces of the plan. It was like playing pick up sticks as a child. That’s how I did it, like a lottery, out of my Nanny Kay’s old blue suitcase, that I’ve carried around with me all these years–one note at a time. Hope it all makes some kind of sense.

God doesn’t care about borders; God cares about boundaries.

Conflict is the fuel required for all change. Conflict does not equal violence. Conflict by its nature is resolvable. Violence by its nature is not.

Don’t kid yourself, and your God won’t kid you.

This work is not a manifesto; it is you turned inside out. You’re lookin’ pretty good kid.

Wealthy people fund rebels. Where else do you think they’re going to get the money to live and operate? 

If you’re not saying, ‘I don’t want that’, to your addiction(s), then you’re expecting God to do all the work for you. There’s a conflict. God is saying now, because of your earlier request, but you’re saying no. Resolve the conflict between you and your own God. God takes away the ‘need’; you take away the ‘want’. 

You’ve become accustomed to taking shortcuts to feeling good. In fact, you like short cuts to everything. Who doesn’t? It’s normal; everybody does it. You want God to make the decisions for you. So, now you’re bargaining with your God. How about if I do the ‘need’ part, and you do the ‘want’ part?’ Okay, that’s fine. I’ll take away the want and you handle the need. As long as we’re working together, each doing a part, we’ll be okay. As long as you’re making a contribution, you’ll be okay.

There is such a thing as reality. There is such a thing as truth, regardless of anyone’s interpretation of either. Is reality and truth different? Then why have two words that mean the same thing?

One idea can change the world, which means one thought can change the world.

Why do I keep wanting what I shouldn’t have? Because breaking out of the prison of rules others force us to live by feels good. It makes us feel free to break the rules. That means the rules aren’t making us happy. You’ll notice that breaking them doesn’t have a long term feeling of freedom. We’re lacking power if we feel free by breaking the rules. That power can be restored by you, with your own God. Make your own rules and then live by them. Start with the Five Principles and you can have everything else. What else is there? Make one rule for yourself that conforms to the Five Principles of no prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter and see how powerful you feel when you keep your own rule.

You don’t have to beat someone into working unless it’s something that isn’t a good thing to do. Working with others is the individual’s most joyous part of living. Surviving is a joy in itself. To overcome rather than succumb reaps benefits greater than the rewards. For those who succumb, we will vow to make right what made that person’s life wrong. 

One of the biggest prejudices throughout the world is rich against poor. Rich people are repulsed by those who slave to make them rich. Rich people can’t stand to be in the same room with a poor person, unless that poor person is cleaning their bathroom or pouring them tea. Ever be a poor person and try to make a contribution to a rich person’s conversation? They’ll patronize you by metaphorically patting you on the head, chuckling nervously, while their eyes dart around to all the other rich people in the room to see if they’re watching. Everybody stops talking and the throat clearing begins as the rich person tries to get away, looking frantically for another poor person passing a canape tray or another one with a half bottle of champagne that has their name on it. I met a rich person once who complained about the young ones wanting to get rich too quickly. He didn’t make his first million till he was forty. That was thirty years ago. He complained that when he vacationed in Mexico, the hotels were right next door to extreme poverty. He didn’t like it; it made him sick. Why can’t they move those people or build hotels where we can’t see them?

You–So what’s the answer?

Me–You are what you are until you want to change or until something outside of you, or inside of you changes you without your prior consent. Coping with adversity is a whole lot easier when you’re on the same page with your own God; and even if you’re not on the same page, being in touch, knowing that in a second that conversation and instruction can and will begin means everything. You do it by answering yourself. If the God in you is holding you back, or if you’re holding your God back, communicate more. God is the power you use for good or bad. Tame the God in you and you’ll have the control you want. God doesn’t want a condition of enslavement with you, nor does God want to be enslaved by you. God wants an active, participating partner.

Changing your mind is a normal universal atomic response. The next time someone challenges you on a changed position, hypocrisy, or a contradiction, simply say that you’re in a process of evolving into the right position. Someone who continuously tries to trip someone up by quoting words from years past, has as an agenda to humiliate, rather than understand where you are now and how you got there. With new information comes new insights; thus opinions change. The process of the evolution of ideas is fluid. Accept that what a person thinks to be true one day will be illuminated and either refined or rejected with additional information the next day, and we’ll all be freed up to think new thoughts, rather than get stuck with old worn out, no longer relevant ideas of the past, simply to avoid being called a hypocrite for changing one’s mind. It is not a woman’s prerogative, it’s the reality of all life and non-life to change.

The cradle of the universe is in the palm of your soul.

Most all our fears stem from fear of ourselves, not from fear of others or others’ opinions of us. We’re taught from infancy that we’re all born bad, and bad isn’t good, and bad should be feared, rejected, resisted, snuffed out, erased, and that only God can make us good, and  resisting ourselves will lead to our salvation and that salvation will unite us with God upon our death–if and only if–we were good. Our teachers in life don’t tell us where we were before birth. Great news. You were with God before birth, which is actually after death, and you remain with God throughout the after-life, until such time you are reborn. Being a child of God means an offspring, offshoot, likeness of, which means you are related, which means you share the DNA of God. There are no adoptees of God. We all come from the same seed, the same atom, which makes us all God.

So, with comfort and confidence you can call that distant star in the universe, as well as the pig or trout on your plate, or the fork you ate it with, your relative. Now that we’re all equal…..stop the prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter. What precisely did God choose the Jews to do, above all others that all others are not also capable of doing?

Groups or individuals who think God made them superior to all others hold the rest of the world hostage to their megalomaniacal whims. Prejudice has as its foundation the ideology of superiority and arrogance, which is manifested by a group’s lack of concern for others not like them, and an unwillingness to engage in rational thought in order to seek rational solutions to the challenges of life. Their ideology of absolute selfishness and greed is the process by which they satisfy their need to be the most important, the most powerful, people on earth. As with all addictions, enough is never enough and before long, what was taken by means of nuance, subtlety and persuasive threats, no longer satisfies the ego, and outright massacre and holocaust become the means to achieve the end–an end that never does end. When eventually, they beg to be stopped by intervention of international forces; when they say, we can’t help ourselves, take that as a sign that they mean exactly what they say, or the next step may be a Nuclear holocaust.

Child pornography laws allow depictions of children in pornography, as long as it isn’t actually a child. The appearance of the pseudo-child engaging in sexual acts  encourages and promotes child pornography, thus it is child pornography. Any depiction, which violates the innate rights of a child and puts any child at risk in the larger society must be banned. Rights of speech did not intend to insult, degrade, demean and put at risk children via porn magazines and videos. Children’s rights need to be included in the Constitution of all nations. If it is being sold as child pornography, then it is encouraging sexual acts against children and must be outlawed. It’s shocking, how worldwide, children are considered the property of adults. That’s enslavement. Children need protection–all children.

Those who put obstacles on the paths to your dreams, will say when you achieve them, that all you went through because of their prejudice, needed to happen to get you where you are today. No. You could have gotten to the same place by a shorter route and avoided the suffering caused by the prejudice.

Torture defined: Purposely imposing psychological, physical, social, economic, spiritual discomfort or pain upon an individual or group. Enslavement equals the loss of physical and emotional control over one’s self.

Someone asked me once how to forgive. I said, start from here. He shook his head no. Since then I thought, start from here acting as you always acted, business as usual. Still…no. Okay, you know I love you, have always loved you and always will love you. Still no. At that point you’ve done all you can do. If someone wants to bring you to your knees, then their goal is not to forgive but to humiliate. Even if you knelt, they would still say no. If they force an apology they want superiority over you, while they squish you under their thumbs.

Some people go around expecting apologies from everybody, yet they fail to see their contribution to a problem or often times that they created the problem. It seems that these people are addicted to turmoil. They’re not happy unless they think somebody needs to apologize to them. Consequently they will bully, reject, talk behind someone’s back knowing they’ll find out, anything to make that person pop, which will then require an apology. Stop playing mind games, nobody likes it. Keep loving the person who is in constant need of apologies and maybe someday that person will forgive themselves. I hear lots of people say that they can forgive everybody except themselves. Stop giving yourself so much importance in the lives of others. If you forgive everybody else, then that  includes you too, since you’re a part of that group. Grow up, for God’s sake!

Genetically engineered meat is the same as cloning. Taking enzymes from a cow and mixing them with a pig, to  create piglets that grow quicker, thus generate more income for the slaughter industry is corrupt. Don’t you know you’re not to cross breed species? Okay, let’s take the enzymes of a Jewish boy and cross it with a pig, and see if we can make little Jewish boys grow quicker, so we can make more money in the financial markets. What, you don’t think scientists have already cloned humans with other animals? Take your blinders off. You don’t cross humans with other animals; you don’t cross other animals with other animals. And you don’t slaughter, period. And, you don’t put animal enzymes in vegetables, fruits, nuts, beans, grains, and any other non-animal food source. Did I tell you fish are animals? Did I tell you birds are animals?

The cycle of violence stops with you, no matter how much pain you’ve endured, no matter how much anger you harbor, no matter how much vengeance is in every cell of who you are now, as the result of horrific violence against you and those you love. Our only hope, the world’s only hope is you.

Conserve, conserve, ration, ration. Start from here and don’t look back. Everything you need for tomorrow is with you today.

Talking to God. This notion that we have to refer to a couple of books written thousands of years ago, that have been translated in as many versions and rewrites, to tell us how to behave sounds to me like we’re either too lazy or too programmed (like the Moon children) to figure out anything on our own–or else we’re looking for a cop-out to justify our perversions. We follow these books more than anybody realizes—-right down to the holocaust offerings. “We have the results of a holocaust in the meat department of every supermarket in the world. We snuff out callously and viciously the lives of other creatures for our own pleasure and gratification. And we’re untouched as we stroke the loins and marvel at the cut. All my senses, with all that I learn, tell me it is wrong. But how do I argue against years of blind, unquestioned tradition?

God–In a poem, perhaps. “I have heard the screams. And felt the terror–I invite you to do the same.”

Sounds pretty barbaric to me.

What? God stopped talking thousands of years ago and everybody accepted that? As what, punishment? For what? Come on, help me out here. Why do you think God, your’s or anybody else’s, stopped talking thousands of years ago? And what, said, “finito; bye bye; had enough of you jerks; ciao; that’s it; it’s over; you’re on your own? And you all accepted that? How come millions of Jews marched to their deaths without resisting? What God were they following? The same one you followed–right into your own hell. The Jews didn’t do anything different than you’re doing right now, by following the course of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter. And you’d let the oppressors of the world slaughter you too. You do it every day of every year. You say, “it’s okay”.

You think that somehow God is going to save you, if you only pray hard enough. Well, if God couldn’t save all those Jews and all those Africans and all those Russians and all the Chinese, and all the animals slaughtered every day of every year, and on and on and on, then what makes you think God is going to save you? Where’s the history? Where’s the precedent? There is none. There is none. Even the guy who claimed to be the only son of God didn’t get saved. So what good is God if God can’t perform miracles? What, people can, but God can’t?  What sense does that make? I want to know why God stopped talking to people thousands of years ago. Somewhere out in the desert somebody must have done something pretty horrible for God to keep silent all these years.

So I say to God let’s talk. About what? About a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g you want–as long as we keep talking. Because I really do want to know what’s going on inside of my God’s proverbial ‘head’. No surprises for me. I do not want, nor do I like blind faith. I want faith with eyes and heart and mind and soul–wide open. So…I talk and talk and talk. And guess what? My God talks back. Yup. You heard it from the horse’s mouth. Not through hallucinations disguised as miracles, not through voices in my head, but through signs, through logic, through math, through music, through answering myself, through every little thing that you could possibly imagine that cannot be labeled sick. Because the God in me is the only thing that is well.

But as long as we’ve gotten to the sick part, let me tell you that the sick among us are closer to God, their God, than anyone on the face of the earth. Try making fun of somebody with a mental sickness and my God will give you a glimpse of what a mental sickness is and why you should be happy you don’t have it. But, just in case you may have some misgivings about your own mental wellness, there is not a person on earth, who is free of mental disease–just as there is no one who is totally physically well. So, don’t get all arrogant, thinking you’ve been spared. No one is spared. Why? Because we’re made up of a bunch of atoms that bounce around a lot. It’s their nature. It’s how the world changes–by moving.

Tame your own God by implementing the Five Principles. Get out the blueprint and use it. Please.

Proving the existence of God.  In science, nothing can be proved unless it can be disproved. In other words, to prove that you exist, you must prove that you don’t exist. According to the method, you would have to disappear and then reappear to prove your existence. If you can’t prove that God exists unless you can prove that God doesn’t exist, then logically, if you want to prove that God doesn’t exist, then you need to prove that God does exist. That there seems to be no interest in the latter, proves prejudice regarding the entire issue. According to the method, you would have to make God disappear and then reappear to prove God’s existence. Scientists, if they really do exist, need to take a hard, fresh look at the scientific method of proof.

A tiny microscopic seed, not visible to the eye, pierces an egg and creates a body that can grow to eight or more feet and weigh over 500 pounds.

One tiny seed when inserted into soil can grow a tree mammoth in size. The tree emits carbon dioxide, which allows us to breathe.

Hydrogen and oxygen, both invisible to the eye, create water to drink.

Many tiny seeds when sprayed over the soil create food to feed the planet.

The fact that you can’t see the process of the growth, only the result of the growth, doesn’t mean the process of the growth doesn’t exist.

God is all of it. But the process is what allows it all to exist.

Put any animal, including the human animal, in solitary confinement, and you will witness a withering of the organism. Thus, solitary confinement is enslavement, torture and slaughter.

It has been my pleasure and duty to share with you a glimpse into the world of Gods: good Gods and Gods gone bad.

Be your own good God.


No Prejudice, Discrimination, Enslavement, Torture And Slaughter against any/all being(s)


Dislike of an individual or group based on their characteristics or attributes.


Preferential treatment of an individual or group over the lack of equal treatment of an individual or group.


Taking away the free-will of an individual or group.


Imposing physical, psychological, economic or spiritual discomfort and harm

onto an individual or group.


The taking of life of an individual or group through and for sinister, self- group- or nation- serving reasons.

If you can discover a more precise or meaningful definition of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter, by all non-prejudicial means do so. This is all about the evolution of thoughts, actions, and yes, how we define those thoughts and actions.

Challenge prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter with truth, respect, action and persistence.

I don’t talk much about patience. Too often people equate patience with inactivity which leads to a lack of will to change, hoping that things will simply work out on their own. In doing that, you unintentionally give away your power as an individual.

I don’t talk much about love either. Love is such a personal matter, that for me to impose my personal views on what love is or isn’t or should or shouldn’t be would be over-reaching on my part. Just as there’s a fine line between a flaw and a principle, there’s often a fine line between love and hate. Nobody has to love anybody, but if you say that you love someone as you send them to slaughter, I will on behalf of the one being slaughtered intervene with an opinion.


when we say YES to prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.

Prejudice leads to discrimination, discrimination leads to enslavement, enslavement leads to torture, torture leads to slaughter if left unchecked.

Summary Of Intent

The following is a mission statement put forth by word warrior during her years as president of Challenged By Handicap:

Word Warrior, Essays On The News, is a publication for those challenged by handicap, prejudice and discrimination. All life on this planet is in some way adversely affected by these three flaws, which impede our ability to achieve success by maximizing our potential.

The foundation of these writings presupposes that a God force exists in all life and non-life, and that we are, in conjunction with all the universe, the designated caretakers, not the designated destroyers of this garden earth and all that inhabits it.

It is the goal of this publication to inspire, motivate, protect, teach, and to recognize the God-given talents and gifts of all life and non-life, individually and collectively, by bringing a different slant in the form of Word Warrior, Essays On The News, to those challenged by the handicaps, prejudices and discriminations that keep them from participating in the process of social, cultural, governmental, legal, economic, educational, environmental and ethical change.

It is the goal of this publication to encourage those challenged to take part in, and make contributions to, the decision making processes that affect their lives and the lives of those similarly challenged, and to speak for those who have no voice. Since contribution cannot be measured, we don’t place a greater value on one contribution over another.

Central to the belief structure is the ability we all possess to control our own evolution by changing ourselves, our views, our actions, becoming the pebble in the pond that produces the ripples for far reaching change.

A logical consequence to that doctrine illuminates the indisputable fact that one person can make a difference, thus one person can change the world. And, since God puts the individual first, then it is with ourselves that God works most diligently to affect the changes which ultimately promote well-being for all.

Word Warrior does not engage in enforcing the laws of government nor the laws of God. It points them out, how they differ, why they differ, and how we as God’s partners can bring the laws of government and the laws of God closer together.

Word Warrior does not support nor participate in malice, and promotes a platform of non-violence when confronting, discussing or proposing change regarding any issue that  affects the planet, and all life and non-life forms which inhabit it; in particular: issues concerning those enslaved,  tortured and slaughtered: the end product of prejudice and discrimination when left unchecked.

To the extent that this publication encourages those challenged to change the world by changing themselves, through evolution, not revolution, Word Warrior has succeeded in it’s mission.

There’s a continuous balance being sought between anxiety and depression in your brain.  If you get too anxious, your brain naturally slows you down. If too depressed, your brain naturally speeds you up.

In times of stress, that seeking becomes more like a struggle than a natural flowing process. As a result we get stuck in an emotion that becomes unhealthy for us and those around us.

In times of stress or lack of stress, you need to take a more active part in stimulating or relaxing your brain to balance your emotions. What works for you may not work for someone else, and vice versa. What’s critical, however, is that you recognize the power of God that is you, and work together by incorporating that power, thus not blocking that power, to correct what needs to be corrected in the privacy of your own thoughts.

What I admired most about my father and mother while I was growing up was their ability to rise above adversity by thriving and surviving in the moment. I believed they passed that quality onto all of their children and all of their children’s children. And they to theirs.

Fragrant steam escapes through the port holes in the stove as the Raisin Bread Pudding baking in the post holiday oven begs to arouse the senses–for just a while longer. Happy, nostalgic, even peaceful thoughts, warm both heart and hearth, even as we all remain just a little bit nervous. In a world torn by war and savagery, terrorism and fear, spying and lying, those thoughts won’t last for long.

But, there seems to be an almost necessary justification for prolonging the joys, and the feeling of security that a warm, fragrant dessert, baking in the post holiday oven, forces us to experience–even if for just a while longer. 


To AP, I love that you love to dance. It’s such a beautiful expression of life, love and freedom. No matter what else you do in life, always do that.   AS.

I wonder why when I try to install software onto my new MacIntosh laptop computer, a window pops up and says I’m not the administrator of my computer. My username and password are always said to be invalid and that I should contact the administrator of my computer. I wonder who that is? I also wonder why when I’m not moving the mouse, the cursive/pointer moves on its own, eating up text that I’ve written. The computer set in a drawer seven months before I used it. I wonder if that has anything to do with it. Maybe the drawer is the administrator. I wonder if this new laptop is really private or if the Feds can access it by remote control? In the past few weeks and months they seem to know spot on what I’m writing. Segments have appeared in the transcripts of news-type shows and spoken by people when I’m out and about. They must feel that they’ve got the right because the Tehran Times published a few of my very short essays. Mr. Paranoid Cheney-Bush thinks I’m co-plotting with the enemy. They think because I was published in the Tehran Times that Osama bin Laden is going to try to contact me. They’re using me as bait. Yup that’s right. Ask them yourselves. I’m a worm to them. A minnow maybe.

Be careful when you publicly attach a mental illness label to someone. The Jews are big on that one. Chris Matthews plays Hardball by making a living out of being rude and cutting into people’s personalities with snide remarks about their mental health, because they do or don’t come on his show. Mr. Smith better go to Washington with better and higher ideals than that. And better that you fess up before you run into the script writer whom you knew to have inappropriate connections, before you run your own seat off. Better be careful with that talking in the third person stuff to Sarah Palin. Threaten her why don’t you with the Jewish treatment if she keeps making mistakes you find threatening, or your script writers with the Jewish cause to dominate the world through threats of financial ruin, rape and murder if you don’t give a wink and a nod to everything they aspire to–no matter what that may be.

Will the real Chris Matthews please stand up, or sit down and shut up. You mean you don’t write your own stuff? Did you ever protest on air what you were forced to read as if it was your ideology? Then you’re a fraud and we don’t need another fraud in Washington. We’ve got plenty of those. Frankly, I was shocked when I heard you were a democrat. Not that there’s much difference. Raph Nader was right on that and a whole lot of other stuff too. I didn’t like the disrespect Obama showed the ideas of Ralph Nader. Obama got his ideas from somebody. In fact, they both got them from the same source.

And what happened to Rachael Maddow? If you wonder how you got your show think no longer, because it doesn’t appear that you’re doing much of it yourself. Either that or you really are a clone of Keith Olberman. What a disappointment. I regret saying such positive things about you. You got the show then pooped out.

What’s MSNBC doing, trying to save money on script writers, so you share? How about having all the shows sound the same, like the same editor finished off everyone of them? Two for one sale? I think you have a traitor in your midst; you know the one who’s always asking if he’s doing okay and acts real sheepish and looks like he needs a hug all the time and wouldn’t hurt a flea? Oh, come on. He raises fleas with the express intent of hurting them. It’s just that they’re so small that he thinks no one will notice the holocaust; nobody likes fleas anyway. Fleas have eyes. Did you know that? I once saw a blue eyed, red headed flea. Not a lie. It was one of the most beautiful, delicate sights I had ever seen. I marveled at it. He/she must of known, because it didn’t go anywhere, just stood there so I could take in the view. I later learned it was a gnat. Well, what’s the difference, flea, gnat? Nobody likes any of them. Better be careful, I do.

I think we’re living in a world where people feel they can get away with anything. Bush basically gave everyone a free pass, so nobody can get sued by or get prosecuted by anyone, and if they did, no lawyers wanting to live and wanting their children to live will take the cases. There’s anarchy in the Halls of Congress and every other branch of government. Strange how most governments fear and focus on   anarchy by the masses. Just goes to show you, that if you’re not vigilant, your own values will go down the drain, while making everybody else toe the line.

The Jews have taken over the country at every level. From the washroom to the television tower, to the satellites orbiting above. Now when Israel bombs, everyone who thought they were the USA, steps aside and lets Israel run all the military shows. The Middle East is not a threat to the USA. It’s not even a threat to the Middle East. The USA and Israel are the only ones dropping bombs and popping people into a planned response so they can hit them harder. With oil so cheap I wonder what’s the point any more. If you’re Jew you know. Enough is never enough. A house, a piece of land, a bunch of money, a planet, the solar system, the universe, and then what? The then what, has already been planned out by the masters of the mindless chicken  little minds. There will be no what. It will be Mt. Mosada all over again and they just can’t help themselves. What would you have us do? We hate to kill, but we must. We simply must.

Give us the money we want and the building contracts to make this country we’re sick of calling Israel viable or we’ll do a Mt. Mosada and take the whole world with us. You know we can and you know we will. Sharon’s right about the holocaust. It was our design. It worked perfectly. Perfectly. Not a flaw. We controlled all the records, all the books, nobody had access to anything. And then we rewrote the holocaust as we rewrote the bible. Fess up? Who cares already? We won. We got the bank and the store and the planet. And now everybody is on their knees to us. We finally hold all the cards. The world really is letting us do anything we want to do. Wow we made it. Now, stop us from destroying it. How do you like that satire? Make you laugh did it? Like all satire, the satirists say, there are grains of truth to it. Are there really, or are they grains of fear, fear of being oppressed by the masses who read or look at the satirical art piece?

When I see on a crawler on MSNBC that a school is closed in Israel, I know the real name of the country I keep calling USA. I guess USA could loosely include Israel. If Israel is a state belonging to the USA, somebody might want to list school closings. But then that makes Palestine a state too, loosely covered under the same USA umbrella. In fact, all states would be loosely covered under our umbrella. Guess it’s going to be one big RAIN party, with everybody under the same tent. Not so bad–if the violence stops.

I stopped sending essays to the Tehran Times, not because of the government, theirs or mine, but because they seemed only interested in the articles that they viewed as anti-Israel. Still, every article I sent to them I sent to newspapers all over the USA and the world. They were the only ones with courage to print the Five Principles, so hats off to them for that. I don’t like to fight wars, once they’ve started. I did that during the Kosovo war and lost three dogs as fatalities of that war. Even so, prevention is the key. I don’t believe Israelis when they say they hate to kill, unless they’re habitual offenders, like serial rapists and serial killers, whereby they cannot stop themselves, until they either become impotent or no longer get the power thrill from the deed. If someone hates to kill, they don’t kill. If you hate to kill, you’ll find any means to prevent it. I don’t see any of that happening, except maybe in Iran and the countries that don’t offer up their boys and girls as holocaust sacrifices for the Jews.

The entire continent of Africa is a huge offender. But, since everybody is scared of their war tactics of burning people alive, butchering them slowly, nobody wants to fight that fight. What’s in it for them anyway? Diamonds, gold? Diamonds and gold are going to go the way of the hula hoop real fast. The beauty of the rocks and metal won’t fade, but their value will. People will begin to place more value on what it takes to survive and not what it takes to lord over everybody else with high cost jewelry. Those gold bouillon bars are pretty heavy to be carting with you from tent to tent, homeless shelter to homeless shelter. If you can’t burn them for heat, wear them for clothing or eat them for food, better dump them now. Put all the bars in the basement of area hospitals, then give everybody healthcare as they ask for it. That’s all the pay you’ll get for a long time, sort of an insurance policy.

Everybody and I mean everybody is going to be living off the planet, literally. I’m not going to catch someone falling from a burning building with a sack of gold bouillon bars in their arms. So, leave it behind. This is God talking in case you forgot. Remember prophecy. The good, correct, right ones you facilitate, the bad ones you prevent.

Sometimes I make myself sick by the ease with which I forgive people. Then I realize that that’s the way it’s supposed to be. Not the sick part, the easy part. What really makes me sick are the opinions of others that say I shouldn’t forgive, that I should hate who offends me and who offends them, even when I don’t know how someone else has been offended. It’s sort of like Dictator Bush telling me to hate certain people and certain groups and nations, just because he does. He enslaves, tortures and slaughters as much or more than most other people, groups and nations. Guess that means I should hate him and hate the United States of Israel. Yet, I don’t. Just got a sick feeling again. But, again, it’s because of the expectations I’m not fulfilling.

I’m beginning to think that not forgiving is masochistic. The person wants to keep feeling the offense over and over and over again. It’s the only thing that makes them feel alive. When an old offense gets too old and won’t by nature conjure up those feelings, people, groups, nations will do something to pop someone, so that that someone will pop them back and there you have it: an unforgivable offense that can be enjoyed by the prime masochistic offender for a while into the future. Sadistic too. Shooting someone is sadistic. Dropping a bomb is sadistic.

I don’t care what the dictionary says, I can define a word in my terms. Don’t tell me how to define anything. How dare you try to control every thought, every facet of my life with your obsessive compulsive perversions. Ever wonder why learning vocabulary is so difficult? It’s because somebody determines for you what something will mean, and you had better get every word, every punctuation mark correct or you’ll fail? Fail what? Fail your definition? I love these people who get on TV and use a word that they know nobody else will understand. For what? To make somebody go to the dictionary? Not selling enough dictionaries? Who thought that up?  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve looked up the same word and still don’t remember what it means. For words that difficult to decipher the meaning, stop using them. Evolve.

We don’t need to use every word, just because it was invented. I still have a hard time with partisan and bipartisan. I always have to stop and try to remember which means which? Sometimes the news broadcasters get it wrong and confuse me all over again. Add a ship to it and I’m really thrown. Don’t think you’re smarter than I am because you don’t have a problem with it; I can think of a lot of areas in which I’m smarter than you, but I unlike you, don’t go around pointing it out to you. Change the words. Make life simpler not more complex.

Schools are a joke. Steve and I figured out the other night that kids probably need only to go to school through the sixth grade to learn basic, math, reading, writing, art and science skills. History should be an option. Nobody gets it right anyway, and it’s always about men fighting wars and dates and times and places and a whole bunch of nothing, since reading it doesn’t make one not want to repeat it. In fact, it teaches you how to repeat it. Once someone knows how to read, they can read anything they want. If a book needs another book for interpretation, it isn’t worth the  paper it was printed on.

For specialties, kids can pick their own areas and start learning them right away. Why wait till college? Kids waste the best part of their lives in school,  sitting at  desks day dreaming about the world outside that they will never experience till after high school or college. Then after school, just to make sure they don’t quench those curiosity thirsts, they load them up with homework, more homework than they could possibly finish and still do their chores and still try to explore the world. So they cheat. Then when they get caught it’s like the worst possible crime in the world. You violated our no curiosity rule. Kids want to work. Kids are curious. It’s almost like we keep them in school, forming them into our likeness, until they get beyond the impressionable stage, the best stage, the curious stage of their lives. We enslave them.

For kids to be expected to sit still in chairs eight hours a day, five days a week, in a group of different individuals and learn in a threatening environment, focused on grades arbitrarily given by some dictator teacher isn’t natural. Prove it? What? We shouldn’t have to put so many kids on medications that stop their creativity, that stop them wanting to romp like the young pups they are. It’s not the kids’ problem; it’s a problem with the system. When a society has to medicate their children to make them sit still at a desk for eight hours and learn nothing, that’s enslavement and torture. That’s taking a child’s free will away from them. Why is punishment even a part of the curriculum? If anything, make prisons like school is now. You’ll see the recidivism rate (the rate upon which offenders will return to prison after released) go down.

If you have a brain injury, it’s good to rearrange things–a lot. The Jews in the Fed gave me a brain injury, then monitored me to see how I was going to treat myself. They withheld treatment even though I had insurance. The building I was living in was owned by CIA/Mosad affiliates. I got poisoned there; they refused to let me leave, denied everything, then ‘learned’ by the monitoring of me. They wanted intel on how to treat the TBI’s coming back from war, since a toxin injury to the brain is the same as a trauma injury to the brain. They wanted to know how to do it as cheaply as possible so that the Feds wouldn’t have to shell out so much in care-taking funds. You should be horrified by this. If you’re not, you’ve been desensitized by CIA controlled TV shows. They monitored my every breath. It was part of a carrot stick strategy. She finds Osama or she gets no treatment. It’s been since 2001 and I still have had no treatment, except that which I did myself. I don’t have to write a book on it; they’re already implementing it.

I remember reading a little book I bought at a tag sale in Portland, Oregon years ago. In the book, on each day of the year, was a one page essay about life, about the holocaust, about individual accounts, but it was done in a tasteful way, an inspiring way. One day it spoke about scientific experiments and that even though the torture during WWII was horrific, some knowledge was gained from those experiments on human subjects. I recall thinking in horror that the same information could have been obtained by non-intrusive means.

I recall thinking that no matter what ever happened to me or to anyone else, I would never say that the end justified the means. The minute you hear that phrase, you know that something very bad was done to somebody. I still reject it. They didn’t put me in a tub of water and raise the heat to see at what temperature the skin peeled off, but they injured all systems of my body by allowing me to be poisoned and then withholding treatment and then monitoring me to see how I handled it myself, then gave the information for profit, or not for profit, it all ended up either giving somebody money or saving somebody money–everyone except me. And they did all this without my consent. That’s enslavement, torture and slaughter of my body systems.

The prejudice entered the picture because I was antiwar. I was a writer for peace, and they saw my words as influential to the masses. They saw me as a militant animal rights activist. Every step of the way an hysterical Jew convinced some higher up that I was a threat to society, even before I ever wrote a word about Jews. Barack Obama being elected president proves the power of those writings. After several years, one doctor who saw me in the beginning was surprised to see me alive. He said he didn’t think I’d survive the assault by the toxins. I was meeting with him to firm him up on being an expert witness in my upcoming trial, which he was glad to participate in–on my behalf. Not long after, the Jewish lawyer, who kept my file for six months missed a deadline and I lost without ever having my day in court. All this after his firm promised to take the case. The Jewish network, which is the federal network, did their thing. You know, the thing about making your life a living hell. I know that hell. And they say, but we’re not finished with you yet. I say, yes you are. I’m coming on through.

I’m not going to scare someone into doing the right thing. Scared doesn’t work long term. I’m going to give the alternative that is better. Now you try.

I used to envy people who came into Village Mart, that my husband and I co-managed, when they’d announce to all in the store that they  were retired at age forty, golf club in hand, walking on tiles with cleats, not a care in the world, for just a half a moment, till I realized that that was a rich, lazy man’s life who didn’t give a hoot if he destroyed somebody else’s flooring with his golf shoes. He didn’t stay in the air too long, as I quickly pointed out that he wouldn’t do that in his own home, or his own store. Thereafter, when he came into the store, he’d stay at the door and holler for me to get him a beverage. I’d have to walk over to the cooler, then take his money, then go to the register and make change, then return the change to him, all while other customers waited and I left my cashier drawer unattended.

I soon realized why he was retired so early. He had a gift of getting people to do what he wanted them to do. I let him know in a jovial way that I didn’t do curbside service. It wasn’t long after that I saw him again, this time in a suit and tie, somewhat sheepishly entering the store to get his own beverage and this time, instead of shouting, he hung his head shyly as he proclaimed, so only I could hear, that he was out of retirement. I was probably the only person who had cared enough to challenge what I saw as a bright young mind going to waste on a golf course. I didn’t plan it that way. I simply and spontaneously reacted to a prejudice in a constructive way without being mean. When you can trust your own nature to do that, you’ll be one with your own God. Still…be vigilant.

It isn’t prejudice to want to be around people similar to you. It isn’t prejudice to want to marry someone in your own group. But it is prejudice to discriminate against someone who wants to go outside the group, or to prohibit somebody different from joining the group.

I’d like to see Goya fruit nectar juice bars spring up all over the world.

Classifying people into political groups/parties is a way to openly disdain someone for their distinguishing features that they have no control over to change, without appearing to have prejudice. When a government instead of God decides what is prejudice and if those assigned prejudices don’t align with the Five Principles, then the government is being prejudicial.

Just as Hitler’s experiment failed, so did the Israeli experiment. It’s over. You’ve been evicted by world consensus. Like how that feels? Not being able to leave of your own volition, but at the demand of somebody else, who will make sure that you’re not welcome anywhere else, because of your inability to get along with your neighbors? Where will you go? To a slum probably, to be rehabbed. Israel has an insatiable need for world attention, but oddly, they have nothing of value to show the world, except committing massacres against their neighbors when they need money and building contracts. That repulses the world.

Simon and Schuster once said in ‘Turning The Pages” that it doesn’t matter the paper a book is written on. A good book could sell if written on toilet paper. I used to believe that, then I didn’t when publishers would demand camera ready copies, while still claiming to pay an editor, but I’m beginning to believe it again. The word warriors were xeroxed and the words on those sheets made it all the way to the White House in the arms of Barack Obama, claiming to want change. He didn’t focus too much on the change yourself part, because everybody wants it done for them, but he did allude to it now and then. Not a good idea for Obama to claim Nader wanting attention. He was running for president. I don’t like that he voted for the surveillance act, and I would suggest that in the future he question that which he is told to read to the public.

All speech writers have agendas, that’s how they got where they are. Watch those code words, in fact, refuse to use them. More often than not they get misinterpreted by those they’re meant for and correctly interpreted by those they’re not meant for. Somebody tell you to wink? Enough said? Don’t think that once you’re in office I’m going to write clandestinely on my computer for the Cleveland Feds. That’s what they’re hoping. I voted for you, not them. Oh, they told you I voted for McCain? I wrote that on the computer to test if they were still monitoring. They are. It didn’t take long for that to circulate. In fact, everything I do write on that computer is a test to see if they’re still monitoring it. They still think that God is talking directly to them. They keep forgetting or disregarding the Five Principles, though. I also voted for you in the primary. It was close though. I didn’t like that you hijacked Michigan and Florida using affirmative action via Donna Brazile. If that’s the logic you’re going to use in the White House, I’m worried. Somebody didn’t vote, so you’re going to count the vote not cast for you? Hillary said that the votes didn’t count either. Her name was on the ballot. Still, there were people who might have voted for her who didn’t because it didn’t count.

The compromise was not done accurately. Threatening to burn cities was not the way to go for Donna Brazile. It was an implication with facial expressions, tones, pauses and words left out that she seems particularly good at. It tarnished the outcome, in my eyes. Her being drunk when she did it, showed a lack of respect for all who viewed her on TV during the process. But Howard Dean arbitrarily  deciding to punish voters for something the candidates did was all wrong from the get go. Be careful about thinking that all you need do is appoint cabinet members who know the ropes. If you’re the only one with the ideas, you’ll be outnumbered, and one person standing alone takes a lot of spunk and courage–a lot more than you needed to become president.

Israel consistently misses the boat in strategizing. ‘Win them over’ is the strategy it keeps rejecting, thereby keeps it losing. Make friends, doesn’t mean making friends with everybody except the people whose land you’re trying to grab. It means working together with the people whose land you’re trying to grab. You make friends for that which they can give you. And they won’t give the land, so you massacre them. Whoa. So, then you take the land. Take away their hope is BB’s mantra. He likes being the most dangerous man in the world. Drive them out, make life miserable for them so they’ll move to another planet. I know the method, because I lived in the middle of a Jewish colony in Cleveland Heights. Why do you think they call them colonies? I talked to a neighborhood merchant once, and he said that the Jews (he being one) don’t like the United States, but here they let us do whatever we want. So we stay.

How many negatives make a positive? In human relations, none. Break that pattern. NOW. I know you can do it. If you can do it on stage, you can do it in real life.

If the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world, then we need to challenge our mothers more than we do.

We’ve all seen movies replicating life, where a mother holding a baby who is crying, smothers the baby, holding her hand over his/her mouth with tears running down the mother’s face, to keep the baby from alerting the enemy to the location of the group. Is that different from abortion? This requires more than a yes or no answer. Those who answer the quickest are wrong. This isn’t a contest to see who can answer the quickest to get the best grade or appear the smartest.

When I hear people say that nobody wants abortion, I’m reminded of all the children who become pregnant, who have abortions out of fear of their parents’ retribution. Children should never have to fear their parents, because of their parents’ fear of what the neighbors will think.

The world eats vegetarians, you know.

People often say that one bad thing leads to another. What’s left out is that one good thing leads to another.

A real feminist will criticize other women when it’s valid. Nobody knows what a feminist is when asked and somebody is always asking. Why do you ask how to define a word? Ask instead if you believe in equal rights for women. Ask if you believe woman are equally worthy. Ask if you believe in discrimination of people based on their gender. Some person will always come up with some job a man can do that a woman isn’t as well equipped physically to do in order to negate the whole issue. That’s prejudice.

I’m getting sick of being called Joe average, middle America, working class folk, common people as if the news commentators of the world are prima donnas, over the top special, intelligent, big money making people. Normal, regular, everyday people. Run of the mill, nothing special, ordinary folks. I’m tired of your clumping and lumping together the majority as if no one in the group has a mind or thought of their own. Stop looking down your reconstructed skeptical noses at us. We don’t like it. Take your scripts away and you’re all a bunch a nothins’.

After the win by Barack Obama I’ve noticed some individual kindness coming from people of the black race, that wasn’t there before. I hope it isn’t all for show or a trick or insincere.

Everybody’s life is affected by discrimination. A short-haired black woman on TV made it sound like only blacks are discriminated against. I guess she’s putting out the black threat to keep whites at bay who might otherwise expose their prejudices. It didn’t work on me. If you don’t like being described that way, then fight for the rights of a group other than your own. That will broaden your view.

Many a Saturday morning my mother would take me to the mills to pick out fabric from the bins. I made my own clothes. Me and Mom meandering through the factory mills, wishing for better fabric, but settling on the best we could find in the bins, and there was always plenty to find if one looked hard enough. I cherish the memory. Six years ago I didn’t have memories. The toxins took them away, but slowly some have returned. Tomorrow I won’t be able to recall the memory if my life depended on it, but now and then, the memory moments that seem like gifts are appreciated. To lunch after, always at a nice place. I remember once ordering a pear avocado salad and when it arrived asked where the pears were. We both had a big laugh. I think she wondered where they were too. That was a long time ago when avocado was only served in French restaurants. So we got fine fabric and a fine meal.

Somebody wants me to talk about purgatory. I suppose I can, but want to wait till the thoughts are more clear.

Joseph Lieberman is a double agent. He has American blood on his hands, but then I guess all of Congress has that too. He pledges allegiance to Israel first, but then I guess all of Congress does the same. He’s just more open about it. Obama really begged him to stay a democrat? Wow, Lieberman is lacking in grace and good manners. If you’re always celebrating the holidays of another nation and not the holidays of your own I say there’s trouble in paradise.

Everybody wants to know what’s for supper, but nobody wants to know your opinions on the news of the day. Maybe I’m using everybody, somebody and nobody too much. Wonder if that’s a prejudice. Hyperbole probably isn’t a good thing. Once someone uses it, then someone else cranks it up to be heard, and on up the pole till everybody is screeching absolute falsehoods to the world. Now that’s a word I don’t often use, absolute.

Short term anxiety relief. Laugh out loud. Force it. It works by shifting neuro-pathways.

Allies aren’t supposed to spy on allies. Why if Israel is the USA’s greatest ally, does Israel spy on the USA?

My gas company is fining me $12.50 a month because I’m not using enough gas. Guess I’m conserving too much and they want me to subsidize the usage of rich people. Whoa. Stop that.

Specieist ( An individual or group that commits prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter against another species.

Specieism. The act of committing the above.

Bill Mahr. No I didn’t see your movie. ‘If there was a God you would know it and you don’t therefore there’s no God?’ Chew on your own words for a while, instead of somebody else’s.

If you can make a whole wheat English muffin without milk, then you can make a regular English muffin without milk. Keep the milk out of all breads. Keep it out of everything.

Putting people in cages as punishment doesn’t rehabilitate them, it makes them want to kill. We’re still living in the dark ages of dungeons, except now they’re all above ground. Well…most of them. The ones underground are secret. If they’re secret, then you know what’s going on behind those steel doors.

If you want scientific proof of effects of putting people in cages, look to the animals you enslave. What happens to them? This doesn’t require a degree. Nothing in this book requires more than a sixth grade education to understand. One of my CIA/Mosad doctors told me I have the reasoning ability of a seventh grader after my brain injury, but that I also have the equivalent of several PHD’s. What kind of mix is that? This is the doctor who sent me to a lawyer because of the profoundness of my brain injury, then when it came time to put out, he said he would hurt me in court–like reliving a rape. Whoa. Even my neurologist was shocked that he did a personality inventory when all that was ordered were cognitive function tests.

Jews get satisfaction. Muslims get credit. That’s the game in a pea pod.

All countries have caste systems. India takes pride in theirs, while others hide their systems behind a democratic curtain.

Committing crimes against people who commit crimes doesn’t rehabilitate the offender or the one offending the offender. It perpetuates the cycle of crime–in both instances. An eye for an eye is not a legal law in the USA. It is a law of a God gone bad to justify committing crimes against those who commit crimes, to satisfy their thirst for vengeance. Those who seek vengeance are as much offenders as serial molesters, rapists and killers. Vengeance is the end result of a superiority ideology and mind set gone amok.

By maintaining a Jewish majority in a Jewish dominated state, that state becomes a democracy within a theocracy. And a theocracy is still based on a foundation of prejudice based on supremacy.

It’s not easy to see white on white, when you’re looking for black.

The way it is, isn’t the way it has to be. The way it was, isn’t the way it’s destined to be.

You don’t put pearls on swine, didn’t mean that you don’t put pearls on a pig. Most people wouldn’t do that anyway. (See, I learned about using the term ‘everybody’ too much; it’s easy to note a prejudice and then to correct it and feel right about it to boot.). What it meant was that you don’t give items of value to poor people who can’t tell the difference between a pearl and a polished quartz rock, or between a real one and a fake one. It was an elitist comment made by Jesus, if indeed he really did make it. I did, he says. Okay, you heard it from his mouth. It was made to belittle peasants so that they might feel ashamed and want to better themselves. It was a wrong thing to do. Okay, I live in a slum. I want a pearl, a ruby, an emerald, a diamond, and a few more shiny rocks just to look at them. I want sparkle. I don’t care about rare. They don’t have to be big either.

If someone isn’t understanding what you’re saying, repeating it louder and louder isn’t going to increase the person’s ability to understand better. Pause, then say it using different words. If you scream, a wall of defense and resistance goes up involuntarily. It’s a survival mechanism. I’m not going to teach you how to torture people. It’s against the principles. Even if it weren’t, I abhor it. It’s clear cut wrong. How many Israelis did the Palestinians have to torture to   reveal the surprise attack against Gaza? They knew the attack was pending. They knew there was nothing they could do about it. No means to stop it.  But to return to the torture. Whether it happened or not, didn’t change the result, it didn’t change Israel’s goal, which means Israel is not a partner in peace. When the USA gets attacked it won’t matter how many people they torture to get intel, the plan once in place will be carried out. Everybody knew about 9-11. Nobody was surprised. Torturing someone would have only changed the target, but maybe not even that. It’s time to change the rules, time to change the plan, time to use the blueprint.

Insurance companies, banks, credit card companies are all selling life insurance like there’s no tomorrow. I receive at least four offers a week. My husband even more. Stop. You’re making the world think they’re dying. All you shylocks out there, my God has your numbers. If there’s no tomorrow nobody needs life insurance. Oh, and the rules have changed. Now if you die by natural causes within the first two years of the policy you don’t get the face value, only the premiums and only if all premiums were paid on time. So if you were late one month, yet they still continued your insurance, and you were on time with all your other payments, they don’t owe you a dime when you die. That’s a loophole that needs to be plugged. NOW. Stop cheating people. So, some congressperson will say to a lobbyist, “is that right?” And the lobbyist will say, “nah, she doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” And the congressperson will say, “okay, just checking, that’s my job.” My husband has life insurance with United of Omaha and they are sending out riders that look like big coupons that say an addendum has been added, which states the above. The congressperson should have done his own homework, like Hillary does.

People repeat their successes as often and as easily as they repeat their mistakes.

Without much effort everyone, nearly everyone, can do less of whatever they do too much. And everyone, nearly everyone, can do more of what they don’t do enough. All or nothing is not a viable strategy to get you where you want to go now, otherwise you would have done it already.

God cannot be defined by a religion. That’s why religious leaders don’t do it when asked to do it. All they can do is define their particular church and they don’t do a very good job of that, or refer to a passage in a very old book, that also can’t define God. ‘It’s a mystery’, is the best that current theologians can come up with. So stop all the arrogance over something you claim to be a mystery. Come back to earth and you’ll find the God you seek–in yourself.

The slaughter industries via the CIA spent so many years turning people off to soy or anything to do with vegetarian, that now that the world needs soy to survive, most people reject it as a conditioned response. Block that thought and open your mind to the miracle of soy. Allergic? Dogs and cats allergic too? Where did that come from? Who made that nonsense up? Mr. Slaughter, that’s who. But nobody’s allergic to dead carcasses? Whoa.

Egg whites and milk products are not needed in soy meat products. When you see them, be assured that the slaughter industries worked together with the fowl and dairy industries to keep the purveyor belts of slaughter running through your veins via your vegetarian, vegan, animal-free, plant-based diet choice systems, lest you forget who’s really in control of what you eat. Block that practice. No eggs or milk in my veggie sausage, please.

The best advice I can give to couples in retirement is to know that you’re both in transition. Everything is up for grabs and everything changes. Just knowing that, will make the transformation easier. It’s like getting married; it’s all new. Be flexible. Forget most of the past, the rules are changing.

Minority immigrant gangs terrorize communities. One must question who they terrorized in their homeland before immigrating to the USA.

My slum apartment is held together by steel wool, spackle compound, caulk, paint and wax. When they built the new school next door, the wrecking ball and pile drivers shook the building for weeks, loosening all I had put in place to keep out the granddaddy roaches–water bugs the landlord calls them. It originally took me three months to completely seal off the apartment. Except for the insides of the windows and under the front and back doors, no cockroach could enter, and that’s exactly where they entered–right under the back door, walking down the middle of the hallway (these roaches were not baseboard huggers), bold as brass.

Let it be known that I forewarned them to stay out of my living space. Let it be known that those who entered didn’t leave alive. Let it be known that I caught every single one of them. I didn’t have to see them to know they were there. My instincts would wake me up at night telling me there was a big one entering through the bathroom window or under the door. I’d turn on the light, the roach would freeze and I’d pounce with a precision and speed that shocked even them. If I winged him/her, I didn’t let it die a slow death, I’d hunt it down and finish the job.

When the grandaddy scout didn’t return to the nest, word got out. Still, now and then a brave roach, thinking I’d be caught off guard makes that suicide journey into my living space. They knew there wasn’t any food, because all food is in sealed containers. It’s the smell of food cooking, the smell of people which tells them they have to eat sometime; maybe they’ll leave something out for us. They pretty much stay away now, unless the landlord fixes another apartment and the pounding and ripping and noise confuses them into wandering into the forbidden zone and whamo, they’re gone as soon as they decide to enter. The roaches are so old in this building that when I ripped out the carpets and steel wooled and waxed the old hard wood floors, as the liquid wax for wood seeped into the cracks between the boards, it flushed out dozens of tiny Albino roaches.

Yup, they feed off of wood when there’s no other food around. It’s a little like some of the cereals on the market, tastes like wood. I guess we do the same thing, when there’s no food we eat cereal made from bark. I learned a lot about survival and competing for living space in the same environment from the roaches. I learned a lot about adaptation. Fearing them is the worse thing to do. They don’t fear us. Building a strategy to keep them out works best. So I bought some roach motels to put by the doors, then put them at everybody else’s door too. Once I saw a huge roach actually climb the stairs with the purpose of entering my apartment. I thought how stupid is that. I’m sitting right here watching him/her and they did it anyway. Now I think I’ll try that Riddex product. No poison, no slow death. Just plug it into the wall and something keeps them away. I’ll check it out and decide for myself.

I’m not recommending anything here, just telling a story that’s true. They know the price when they enter, but because we humans show fear they think they can do whatever they want. I have to call it slaughter. So there’s a prejudice. If those roaches are as smart as everybody says they are, then they know what’s in those motels. My guess is that they’re terrorist roaches, marching into hell, hoping others will follow.

God grant me the courage to change what the majority of the world says never can be changed. God grant me serenity while I set about doing it.

“A ripple of relaxation undulates through  my weary mind as you touch my soul with your tender thoughts.  A rainbow explodes into a billion microscopic stars  at the juncture of the universe of my God,  opening my soul to play!”


At the end of the marathon of my mind,

At the top of the mountain of my climb,

The question to the answer I find,

Somewhere in the middle

of the beginning.

Now I’m laughing.


You can call me God if you want to, but because it’s such a common name, and since we all share the same name, for clarity purposes I’d prefer to be called Sharon, Shar, Sharon Lee, Davies-Tight, or just Mum. DT is reserved for my husband Steve, but I can be called Mrs. DT. He, more often than not, calls me Lee or Bear. I, more often than not, call him Hey or p-s-s-t, or Babe.

There is such a thing as too white, too black, too Jewish, too Asian, too Russian and on and on. Too Indian. What people really mean when they say that is they fear that you are considering too much the characteristics/needs of your own personal group and not considering the characteristics/needs of all groups.

ADD-ON. RE: off-duty cop who shot and killed man stealing really nice car. From the stealer, through me, to the off-duty cop, “my mistake”.

The memorial was for both of you. Two gold doves, two ribbons, one burgundy and the other gold mesh/netting.

I’ve been on course since conception. I’m almost sixty years old. Actually, when I turn sixty on March 2nd, I’ll be entering my sixty-first year. I’ll be a senior soon, which means I have seniority. That’s what senior means: seniority. I’ve been derailed a few times, but I always managed to get this locomotive back on track. If there’s a man or woman among you who thinks it their duty to derail me again, for your own personal or group agenda, your own God has a big surprise waiting for you.

The Albinos of the world are going to complain that God, my God, painted Albinos as cockroaches who feed on wood under dead carpets. This carpet was by all standards, dead. Wait just a minute. Not so fast. Don’t jump the gun. The center piece of the art collection, which is GOD – SELF-PORTRAIT, will change your mind. When the painting was done, I knew it lacked something. When I adjusted the eyes I knew it was done and I didn’t put another drop of paint on it. The very last strokes on that painting were to make the translucent eyes, which are windows to the universe, into the eyes of an Albino. This was done in an abstract way, as all the paintings are, but you cannot mistake it for what it is.

A presidential pardon for two turkeys a year. Don’t you have to do something wrong to be pardoned? I’m questioning why every news reporting person and their guests that I personally saw on TV laughed hysterically at the slaughtering of a turkey on live TV Didn’t anybody who works for these cable shows and networks have a twinge of conscience, or see the horror for the turkeys? Didn’t anyone see the terror on the faces of the turkeys? Where does the human enter into the enslavement, torture and slaughter of other species? The blacks on TV are always saying that white people have a distance to go on matters of race. Why not start with the slaughter of other species and stop focusing so much attention on the black face and how their feelings get hurt because white faces what? laugh at them while they’re being slaughtered? By standing up for the rights of others you validate your own worthiness. On the hopeful side, do you see a wedge there? If you can pardon one turkey, you can pardon them all. What was their crime, again?

The Feds who monitor you have more than one agenda, just as everybody has more than one reason for doing something. It’s like, okay since we’re doing this and that, why not take advantage of the situation and do more; we might not get another chance. And then it’s who wants in? They take sides in your daily encounters with others. If they take the side of your adversary, which they’re programmed to do if some special interest group is willing to pay them, then you’re cooked, since your adversary now has inside information and insider access to your thoughts, words, strategies, actions, making it a slam dunk in defeating you. It’s done under the label of disruption and containment for national security. Then they sell all the scripts to Hollywood. Don’t believe me? At your own peril.

Animal rights organizations are all infiltrated by the government. Ever wonder why P.E.T.A.(People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) used to ask on a membership questionnaire if you’d break the law to save an animal? That was the Fed, looking for possible law breakers to monitor for ‘learning’ purposes, but it most often resulted in the terrorization of the animal right’s advocate. P.E.T.A. put every member at that risk.

Believe it or not, people like to be told what to do. Yes you do. That’s why people read, listen, watch. They want to know in which direction to proceed. They want someone to tell them what will work for them without going through the trial and error period. Only you know what’s right for you. So start telling yourself what to do–verbally in your mind instruct yourself. This is a way to unbrainwash yourself from the past eight years of being mentally controlled by a dictatorship government and a dictatorship financial industry. Start small. If you can’t sleep, tell yourself to go to sleep; don’t count sheep. Decide that your racing thoughts are spinning their wheels, by over-riding them with an opposing instruction. Repeat, repeat, repeat. If you can’t get out of bed, tell your God before you go to sleep what time to wake you. Map out your day, or instruct as you go along–always verbally in your mind, till eventually you don’t need words, you need only to open a door and your non-verbal thought will instruct at your will, until you veer off course, then make a correction.

I want to win the lottery isn’t a goal or a strategy. I want to be happy isn’t a goal or a strategy. How to make the money to obtain in life specifically what you want is a strategy and a goal. Recognizing what makes you happy and figuring out how to get it is a goal and a strategy.

Stop the sweeping generalizations that leave you limp from the mere thought of getting from A to Z. Make a detailed plan. Giving up is no longer an option. Sink or swim. If you can’t swim, learn, or get a boat, a raft, or get out of the water and use your legs or prosthetic devices to walk. If you can’t walk, then use your mind to help others walk. This is a metaphor (an example of something else to apply to your own unique situation).

Judges are accountable to no one. Judges should not have immunity from law suits for verdicts based on agendas, pay-offs and prejudice. The judge has the final say in any court. If the jurors didn’t follow the rules then the verdict needs to be redirected by the judge. That there are so few re-directed verdicts implies a dictatorship of the judicial system.

Dictatorships tell the masses who in the world to hate. The USA has become a dictatorship, a police state implemented at the local levels of government to keep the people in line with the agenda of the dictatorship. Obama can’t undo that dictatorship by sitting in the Oval Office. Remember, wide sweeping change happens from the bottom up. Simultaneous at all levels is best.

You own only you and that which you create until such time that you release it.

The news media loves to test those they interview on what they know. It’s like watching a teacher give an oral exam full of trick questions, in order to deflate to the public someone’s IQ, in order that the public ignore the views of the one being interviewed. I don’t care who the twenty–third president was. I care about ideas, strategies and solutions. If you work for the government to control the masses I can understand, though not approve of, the method. If you work for a special interest group, I can understand, though not approve of, the method. If you do neither, then you wouldn’t be on TV asking questions on national/international TV cable and network news channels. If someone tricked you into thinking you’re a lone ranger, independent, free lance, do it your way reporter/commentator, may I ask who writes your scripts and who approves them and who edits them and who inserts blurbs into them just before air time?

We all love great tasting food, yet we balk at the notion of a recipe as if it’s low class, women’s work, something to be laughed at or trivialized. Knowing how to cook what’s good for you and how to make the foods most of us are conditioned to avoid is a survival tool, which gives you a survival advantage, which allows us, through good health and stamina to achieve the lofty goals to which we aspire. Without good health and stamina nothing can be achieved without great effort.

One standard for healthcare. Our health is too important to leave to the availability and quality of care to free market forces. The phrase free market forces conjures up thoughts of crisp, fresh, equal, decisive, absent of corruption, make everybody healthy by healthy competition, whereby the greatest care at the lowest prices can be and will be enjoyed by all. Maybe we should drop the free part altogether or, if not, add corrupt to the phrase, because nothing on this planet is free, unless legislated to be free to be corrupt. Free to be good or free to do right doesn’t exist in the market place.

Free market forces means free to do whatever you want, which always involves corruption. In the instance of healthcare it means big pay offs to those who keep costs down by diluting services and products, which always results in harm to the patient, even if the harm isn’t evident in the short term. For instance, telling a patient nothing is wrong with them in order to satisfy a quota for the insurance company that pays for your vacations, may be okay for now. But, in the long run patients will hesitate to return for the same symptoms, which when occurring over time can pose a life threatening health risk.

Correction: Doctors tell their patients, especially the young ones, who experience heart arrhythmia not to worry, that everybody gets them and simply disregard. This instruction leads patients to continue the activity they’re engaged in when the arrhythmias occur, which is the worst thing to do. Stop the activity until your heart returns to its normal rhythm. If the abnormalities are benign, then you’ve practiced preventive care. If they’re not benign, then get yourself to a hospital. Doctors have multiple prejudices against those they treat.

If you take a puff on a cigarette or cigar and your heart skips a beat, throw the damn thing away. Immediately. You have just practiced, again, preventive care. Bravo. Oh boy, I’m going to get in trouble for saying damn. Keep it in kiddo. Yul Brynner? Is that you? Still bad after all these years.

Organic people seem so moral and responsible, don’t they? No nitrites or nitrates for them. No chemicals or pesticides. Feed the animal the diet they eat, so they can better enjoy the slaughter, is what that’s all about. It’s like looking for a loophole. I’m more important than the cow, so that makes me want to eat one. But, o-o-o they may not be healthy for me. Bet if I make the cow eat what I eat, I’ll just be eating myself. What’s wrong with that? Bingo. Busted.

The shine from your moral eyes is blinding me. I thought the seeing of the light was supposed to feel good. Oh, it’s not a light, it’s a bomb gone off, mirrored in your eyes, destroying all the animals on the planet, and you’re one of them? Suicide bomber? Organic? What? Wake me up from this nightmare. Change that dream. I know you can, because you created it.

Two Choices. You have to see the animal when you eat the meat. You have to see the mother and father and children, romping together in bliss. You have to see them slaughtered for the purpose of your pleasure. You have to look the animal in the eye and argue to slaughter it for your plate. Mares eat oats and does it oats and little lambs eat ivy, some animal said through a writer once on behalf of those slaughtered. If you can still slaughter and enjoy the meat, I’m going to call you a terrorist. If you blind yourself to the slaughter and eat the meat anyway, then I’m going to call you a coward. Terrorists are cowards. They’re cowards when they slaughter and cowards when they blind themselves to it and tell someone else to do it for them. Sometimes I’m a coward and sometimes I’m brave. I strive to be more brave by a large margin till brave becomes effortless. I can just hear the Jews now, look, look, she admitted she’s a terrorist. Find a judge, let’s raid her, strap her to a chair, she’ll talk–we may not get another chance. The words speak for themselves. She called herself a terrorist. Whoa.

I don’t do favors, so don’t embarrass yourself by thinking your more special than everybody else. Don’t ask.

No more winning by losing for me. In spy Fed speak that means keep your mouth shut and you win by living–maybe.

It’s strange how people really do consider animals the forbidden fruit. They talk in soft tones when marveling at the cut, almost wanting to hide it from view. That’s called a ‘tell’.

It’s not the corn that produces the allergy. It’s the mold on the cobs that produces the toxins that don’t get destroyed during processing that causes the allergic reaction.

There will be no index to this book. In no particular order, what’s the point. If you can’t locate something you read earlier and are ready to pull your teeth out, don’t sweat it. You probably remember the gist of it anyway, but if it’s that important to you, ask your God to locate it for you. Wait for the signs; you’ll get them, guaranteed.

People who are unsure of things, doesn’t mean they lack confidence any more than somebody who is sure of everything means that they possess confidence. You can be very confident about how unsure you are. That’s part of the confidence equation. Some people can be sure of everything, yet lack the confidence to believe what they’re really sure of.

Cows eat the same toxins you do. They eat toxin ridden veggies, grains and other animal parts. Then you eat them, along with the toxins in their systems. You can’t hang a cow upside down, cut it’s jugular then drain out the toxins. The toxins you eat in the meat are not destroyed by cooking.

Eat colors. Think rainbow, sunshine and roses.

Don’t wait for the government to tell you something is harmful. Their job is to protect the interests they serve, and those are not yours. Their job is to stop panic so that the purveyors of toxins can keep poisoning you. They’ll basically feed you what you want to hear–everything is just fine, honey. Don’t you worry about a thing.

It’s past time to reign in the credit card companies. They keep telling people to pay on-line, then when you do, they charge you a $7.95 fee. Guess they figure that those who pay on-line would otherwise be late in the mail, so stick it to them, while making you think they’re saving you money by averting an even larger late fee. Stop figuring so much. You all over figured the entire world right into a Great, Great Depression. They tell you not to close accounts with zero balances, even with monthly or yearly fees to keep the account open, because it will lower your credit score, then they close them for you, even though you have a perfect repayment history, making it look like you defaulted on the loan. Throw the credit scores away. They’re prejudicial and discriminatory. A $39.00 fee for $1.00 over limit, when they arbitrarily raised the interest rate is fraud. All their fancy calibrations and formulas didn’t work out for anybody but the individuals who got the whole world into this mess.

Congress, show some spine. Limit golden parachutes?! Eliminate all parachutes. We’re already acting as their parachutes; they don’t get two. Tell them to sell their assets if they can’t put food on the table, just like they tell us common folk to do. I keep asking when Congress is going to show some gumption, then realize I’ll be waiting forever. Congress is part of the problem; they have their hands in those cookie jars, yours and mine, and they can’t live without it. One goes down and they all go down, so let’s save us all. The American people, you know, the ones they kept calling unpatriotic, will understand. We’ll just keep feeding them that line of bull, till we pass laws that protect all of us. Entering into a contract where they can change the rules at whim and you have no say is a dictatorship of business, worse than the worst of the Mafia.

So you think that God can’t talk about credit cards, business or such mundane concerns like interest rates? God should talk about loftier, more existential considerations, moral dilemmas and what else? In unison now: CREDIT CARDS. You’re learning quickly. To all of you bankers, financiers, rich get richer, born to exploit people, better start redistributing your wealth. There are no laws in the land, no security forces nor army that can protect you from what’s about to happen. A lot of angry Gods are hunting for you. Millions upon millions of them.

Can you tell when somebody is lying to you? Okay, so the learning continues.

I question whether every Jew worldwide approves when a single Jew gets on TV, for the whole world to hear, and speaks their own beliefs on behalf of all Jews. Personally, I don’t like it when a single vegetarian speaks for all vegetarians, or when a single woman speaks for all women. It’s not their place.

I don’t care how you perceive your God or no God at all, as long as you realize that you create your own God by creating your own character. If you’re going to tell your children that God is up in the sky someplace, only available if you do good, and if not then, then don’t expect a response just because you did something good; and if you’re going to tell your children that rewards and riches can only be attained by sacrificing in this life to obtain what they seek in life after death, then I’m going to challenge you. Let the child discover their own God absent your prejudices.

Let the child discover what you fear to acknowledge out of fear of rejection or being laughed at. Leave the children alone. Guide them in the Five Principles by living the life. Stop the double standard. Most kids grow up to be young adults and most spend most of their early adult lives trying to reconcile what their parents taught out of prejudice, and what they (the kids) see as reality. It’s okay to preach without yet being there. Just don’t lower your standards when you don’t meet your own expectations. Keep them high, and your children will respect you for returning to the values from which you from time to time fall short.

Being gay has nothing to do with being liberal.

If you want to be respected by other races, then you must respect those of other races as well. There are no one way streets here.

The Greatest Bank Heist in the History of the World occurred on Wall Street in the USA. Bandits without disguises entered the biggest bank in the USA with a three page note demanding 700 billion dollars, got it without a blink, then walked away with impunity. The bandits did it in broad daylight, while news agencies around the world recorded it in real time. When later demanding more of the same and encountering some backlash from the first heist, the bandits went directly to the makers of the money and had another 700 billion printed up especially for them–on acid-free paper, it was noted.

A threat to destroy the economies of the world if the banks didn’t comply, or anybody else who stood in their way accompanied the three page note, and subsequently the demand to print 700 billion more dollars–on acid free paper. Nobody knows how the money was spent or even who it really went to. Fourteen hundred billion dollars gone up in smoke. There’s talk of passing the cost of the Great Heist onto the individual tax payers. There was no mention of the responsibility the insurance companies would bear, since the Fed only insures up to one hundred thousand dollars per account. The FBI failed to comment beyond a statement that they weren’t looking for criminal activity here. It’s suspected that a good portion of it ended up in off shore accounts under assumed names.

Greater doesn’t imply superior to. Did I already mention that?

Since one out of five people have the Aids virus, require that all people beginning at birth get tested once a year–to be covered by insurance companies. One out of five is an epidemic. Simultaneously educate the public. It’s not enough to tell people they can’t catch it from a toilet seat or unless they actually have sex. State the why of it. Simplify, but be precise. Nobody trusts these nurses who get on TV and speak in sweeping generalizations, like anybody is really believing them, just because they say to trust what they say.

Any religion that requires memorizing voluminous amounts of material for membership is not a valid religion; it’s an exclusionary club. If you have to meet certain criteria to belong, then that religion has prejudice as its foundation and should lose its non-profit status. Non-profit requires that all meetings be open to the public.

We’re all born with wisdom. It’s the flawed teachings of misguided principles that leads us astray. When we finally discover the essence of who we really are, we’re not surprised by the familiarity of the nature we knew all along to be true.

Just as each individual is unique, so is the expression of each individual’s God. Your God is an expression of the totality of the atoms and junctures and interactions within your organism and with atoms outside of your organism. My brain, although similar, is different from yours, thus my God, though similar to yours, will be expressed through me on the basis of the make-up of my brain and all its functions. If I can’t understand something at your level, my God will circumvent that which prohibits understanding, taking a different route to illuminate the correct conclusion, until such time that new information leads to a new conclusion. All is fluid in the universe. Even that which seemingly stands still can be simultaneously moving internally at a thunderous pace.

You’re always an example to others, whether it’s how to be or how not to be.

It doesn’t matter if the five percent who control the wealth is government, as in communism, or is big business, as in democracy. It still adds up to ninety-five percent of the people not having enough to meet basic needs.

With all the skin diseases out there, maybe it’s not a good idea to be rubbing our bodies with toxin ridden animal adipose tissue that’s the main ingredient in most soaps. Look for the animal-free soaps. They’re out there, some cheap, some expensive, but they all work better than the animal-based varieties.

Most people don’t start eating right till they discover they’re dying, then they think a few animal-free meals should cure them. I’ve got news for you. The day you’re born you begin your death journey, so eat right from the get go.

Cock fighting, dog fighting, bull fighting, human fighting, and every other type of animal fighting ends now. I thought the gladiator days were over. End barbarism now! There’s no place for barbaric activity in civilized societies. Stop progressing backwards.

Stop trying to own those of your own species or those of another species.

Separation of church and state is valid. Separation of any other club and state is valid. Separation of God and state is impossible.

Those societies that torture animals also torture humans.

Are you going to dislike somebody just because somebody else tells you to? Are you going to disrespect somebody at somebody else’s request? Are you going to discriminate against someone for someone else? Enslave them for someone? Torture them for someone? Slaughter someone too? Then you are being totally controlled by somebody else’s God. Bring your own God back to life and say no.

Terrorist groups carry out the orders of countries that hire them.

All this talk about my people, your people connotes ownership. Change those pronouns.

Times sure have changed. It used to be that all you’d see in a laundromat were women. Now it’s all men. So what am I doing there? Waiting on my husband, while he does the laundry. I can see those wheels in your head burning rubber. Why don’t I do it? I do. For six years in the bathtub. Every now and then when we rent a car, he treats me to a wait and watch. All I have to do is wait and watch while he washes and dries. It’s a togetherness moment: me feeling like a queen with my king.

Nature didn’t provide for mass production of food, clothing and shelter. That’s why we run into so many problems with molds and toxins. Developers, engineers didn’t think it through. Ever wonder why all these molds and toxins have names? They’ve already been studied, because adverse affects were experienced by people infected. Neurotoxins are never good for you, though the EPA and CDC will have you believe them to be harmless. Harmless doesn’t exist when it comes to toxins of any type.

This book is in part about finding sanity in an insane world. If someone calls you insane, say, welcome to the club bro. Members only. What a roster!

Don’t kill yourself. The world needs your presence in the day to day; the world needs you to light the world with your talents and maybe later to lead the world out of darkness. That other person you were thinking about killing? The world needs him/her as well. Make death by your hands an option considered but not implemented.

Nora O’Donnell: Stop classifying people as those who shower before work and those who shower after work. Stay out of people’s private spaces. If you didn’t write it, you shouldn’t have read it.

My husband is an Irish, German Jew. If anybody on the planet thinks that I don’t know what tough is or that maybe this Irish, German Jew wanted a doormat for a wife, then you’re the only one on the planet who thinks so. Being part Lithuanian doesn’t mean I’m not tough. It means only that you should be grateful for the part in me that won’t hang your sorry looking bee-hinds.

It’s the quiet ones who do all the learning by watching, while the loud ones brag about all they don’t know.

If men think they’re better chefs than women, maybe they should make a greater contribution to the home kitchens and free up women to do the work of the world that better suits them. You can cook on your days off for the week.

To Judges of the world: Stop making the sentencing of people entertainment. Judges are the most corrupt people in the world. Every single one of them thinks they own their courtroom. Every single one of them abuses their power. All have agendas; all take pay offs of some kind; all use prejudice as a tool to do harm, ruining countless lives, while putting themselves above everybody else. The God of the universe hereby sentences every single judge to two years in a maximum security prison, without parole, so that they can experience first hand the places to which they send those they deem not fit for society. There will be no trials; the charges will not be fully known by the defendants, and the defendants cannot be present at their trial for national security reasons and concerns.

You know, for chicken little reasons. Sorry chickens; I’ll try to refrain from using your fine name in conjunction with humans. Since the purpose of the courts is to exact vengeance, instead of finding more humane viable solutions, now we the people stand as one jury and convict the judges on all charges and remand them to the jails and prisons to which they have remanded so many others without so much as a blink. Judges need to be required to visit every single person they put in cages once a month. Judges need to be actively involved in finding alternative solutions to cages.

No more cages. No more room mates. If your living units are full to capacity, then too many people are being sentenced to those units. If you want clients to be civilized then you need to treat them in a civilized way. See ya in two years–unless you’re looking for a piggy back sentence. If you want the lawyers to go with you, that can be arranged. Start yappin. Maybe we’ll give you credit for two animal-free big macs, a soy shake and a super-sized fry. When you get out of jail, the debt is still not paid. You will be scarlet lettered as a felon forever; you’ll never be able to vote and nobody will give you a job. The punishment will continue until you die.

Lawyers who use prejudice to argue cases before the court will be found in contempt and serve a mandatory thirty day sentence to begin the day after the trial has ended. Better bone up on what’s prejudice. Want to put the whole world in cages? That’s where we’re headed.

If you need to go on automatic pilot, tell your God to take over for a while. Tell your God you’ve been working overtime on overload. Tell your God the rules; lay down the law. Take a slow deep breath or two, stretch like every other animal in the kingdom, straighten your posture, adjust the waist band on your pants/skirt, then walk away from your cares knowing you’ve got the best in the business minding your store. Go out and have some fun, then when you’re ready to take the controls again, tell your God just that, thank him/her and resume your duties.

Marriage doesn’t mean ownership in God’s law. If it does in human law, change it. I know you can. You own only you, not your spouse, not your children. Your spouse is your partner and you’re the caretaker of your children. God does not own you either. Don’t ask to be God’s slave; you’ll be turned down.

Adaptation isn’t something that eventually happens in response to an event. Adaptation happens simultaneously with that event. Some will claim a two second delay. In fact, there’s no delay. In fact, your God is already adapting you to up coming events that you know nothing about.

Living Hells. If the Jews crucify me for talking about them, it just proves the Hitler lineage. If they make lives living hells for criticizing them, it just proves the Hitler ideology of superiority. Hitler did it and he did it to his own. Proud of Mt. Mosada? Mass suicide as a protest of capture? Hitler was there. He was you. You’re still there. You’ll still blow up your own to satisfy a demented urge to reign supreme. Stop right now, before the world gives you exactly what you crave.

Search and seizure of my private thoughts is a violation of my constitutional rights. Search and seizure of my private thoughts is a violation of my God given rights, no matter what worse case scenario proposed by some paranoid Jew crazed military mind. Paranoia leads to torture. Maccabees around the globe infiltrated all governments under assumed/changed names that wouldn’t reflect their Jewness and those are the ones in all governments around the world who argue for torture. That the Secretary of State of the USA spent so much time brainstorming on ways to torture Arabs/Muslims and anti-war Americans proves that she has Africa under her skin. Africa has a long standing history of gruesome torture that continues unabated and effectively unopposed throughout the continent and the world. Calling someone ‘upset’ who corrals people into barns then burns them alive–in one huge furnace for the living–is trivializing the act and excusing it as a bad boy behavior. In Zane?

Hunters will use every excuse known to humans in defense of why they hunt. There’s only one fundamental reason; everything else is window dressing. They love to kill. And then brag about it, then stuff it and relive the killing sensation by hanging it on a wall so they can look at it. They go back again and again, because the thrill will only last so long, and they need to fulfill that killing desire. So are we going to say about the hunters what we say about the prostitutes? There would be more rapes if prostitution wasn’t   allowed? So we put out our young girls and boys to satisfy the rapists need to rape to keep the rest of us safe? So you’re going to say that if we didn’t allow people to hunt other animals, more of us would be killed? So we sacrifice the other animals whom we enslave and offer them up to the serial killers to keep the rest of us safe? Cowardly, immoral, convoluted thinking is what that is. There’s no way that anybody could construe that as logical, rational thinking. That’s thinking based on a desire to kill, and fear. A fearful megalomanic is a highly dangerous and volatile mix of negative, destructive traits. LET MY ANIMALS BE FREE–NOW.

If you think for one second that God would sacrifice even one of it’s children (if that’s what you prefer to be called) for one other person or one other group or nation, you are mistaken. If you do that, then your God has gone bad. Your God has turned into the devil. You send your child to war on your behalf to kill or be killed, because you can’t talk to those with whom you disagree. Change that. I know you can. If you can kill, then you can not kill.

Don’t tell me to tell people not to smoke. Tell the tobacco industry to stop growing tobacco. You always want the little person to take on the huge conglomerates, while you remain faceless behind the scenes, destroying the lives of others who have progressive ideas. Come out of the shadows. If you can’t show your face, then you’re doing something wrong. You take on the tobacco industry. Stop taking on the smoker and then demand that the smoker take on the industry. They can’t win. You set it up that way. We live in an anarchy of powerful people moving in the shadows. That’s all going to change, much quicker than you could have ever realized. There won’t be any need for you in the very near future. You’re going to be scavenging for food like everybody else, as Israel takes the world down the road to ultimate destruction.

Some may be discouraged that God is only as good as we are. The hope lies in the truth that God can be better. So go ahead and make your God better. What’s holding you back? You like a bad God don’t you? God’s goodness which is your goodness advance logarithmically, but so does evil. Be real careful with that evil stuff.

Kentucky Fried Chicken and Taco Bell are not Green, as they claim, as long as they continue to serve animals.

The Prevalency Theory. Because it’s common it must be good for us, you know, like mold.  How about cancer, AIDS?

Israel to the World. We’re going to keep picking off Palestinians, whom we know the world loves, until the USA gives us the money we want. Every time Israel gets the financial squeeze from the international community, Israelies commit massacres against the Palestinians, while demanding money and building contracts.

Don’t remain actionless and expect your mood to change.

Air strikes over Concentration Camp Gaza by Israelies, in a highly dense area without any means for the Palestinians to escape, is exactly like the African War Lords corralling  villagers in barns, locking the doors then torching the barns, burning the villagers alive. There will be huge consequences beyond which the Jews who remain silent worldwide, are  capable of imagining, and I can guarantee you that those consequences will not include money and building contracts.

A hidden sign of jealousy: when somebody refers to somebody else’s God gift as “inspired”. A person who has yet to acknowledge or discover their own God won’t acknowledge the God in somebody else, out of envy. Change that.

Because something in the universe has more or less atoms contained in it than something else, doesn’t mean the God force is greater or smaller. For example, if you weigh three hundred pounds, your God force is not greater than someone who weighs ten pounds. Okay, so God is in the atom, which means God is the atom. Adding a bunch of atoms together doesn’t make it more God. That’s a concept not easily understood, now. Eventually someone will add to this concept and bingo, we’ll all understand. I can’t do all this alone, you know.

Stop speed reading.

No one could criticize Hitler either.

Depression and anxiety have become worldwide epidemics. Stop telling people that their rage and fear are unfounded. All Gods are connected, which means when someone is being slaughtered half way around the world, or in your state, everybody feels it. Stop fighting, stop the greed and stop contributing to somebody else’s misery.

Rush Limbaugh and Don Imus appeal to the base nature of people, the bad nature of people. They call on the bad Gods in you to increase their ratings, thus their salaries, all the while creating chaos in the minds of the listeners, who want justification for their own bad thoughts and behaviors. Don’t flock to those who provide it. Change that channel. Both men work for elements in the government who preach and practice prejudice as a foundation of their mania, and they want you to perpetuate your prejudices, which will keep the purveyors of torture in business.

Why isn’t abuse of power against the law? Why is it only an ethical issue? When you abuse power you make miserable a whole lot of people’s lives. A slap on the wrist for that one? Nah, accountability will work. By way of the judges you go. Live the lives of those you destroyed for two years without parole.

No leader is any better than any one of the individuals within a group who supports that leader.

Enslaving someone via surveillance, and blocking emails in and out via telecommunications companies is bad enough. Charging victims for these services which are used enslave them, further proves the dictatorship that exists in the USA.

Why was the USA attacked on 9-11? It’s not enough to say that’s what terrorists do; they don’t need a reason. Whether they need one or not, they have one. Everything happens for a reason. That we don’t know why we were attacked opens us up to further attacks. So why don’t we know again? Why hasn’t the government cared to inquire? Let bygones be bygones isn’t going to work with this one, not this time.

When business leaders replace political leaders, when political leaders become figureheads for the interests of big profits over the well-being of the people of a country, then a dictatorship has been founded. When the defense of a country depletes the resources needed by the people who live in that country, putting all the people of that country at a survival disadvantage, then a dictatorship has been founded.

Too many laws in society signals that individuals have   insufficient self-control, or that a dictatorship is exercising obsessive compulsive control over those they deem inferior. Stop that prejudice. Change those laws. When laws benefit only a privileged minority, that’s a dictatorship. When police don’t enforce laws against the privileged, that’s anarchy of the privileged and the police. This prejudice is a worldwide problem.

Service is different from slavery. You can serve God and not be God’s slave.

I spent most of my adult life leaving the animals out of my recipes. Then I turn around and see people putting the animals back into my recipes. Let’s see, I think a little cubed chicken would be really great with this sauce. It’s stunning how people resist change, but will go to extraordinary lengths to change a recipe. You have to figure that if someone is that resistant to change, that they’d force an animal back into a recipe, then they must be really addicted, emotionally and physically, to eating the blood.

There is no such thing as two genders. There is a continuum of genders.

Zero is a reference point, not a number.

If perfection is nowhere, then it’s everywhere. Because it’s so common we fail to see it as special. We think perfection is rare, actually, imperfection is more rare.

If you have to make a statement in the chef world, go beyond the animal; don’t traverse the entrails looking to be creative. All you produce is outrageous.

The Dictator Doctrine is the Bush Doctrine. Bush didn’t invent the doctrine.

It’s time that all those doctors and hospital administrators who demand satisfaction in their own business dealings, extend the same courtesy to their patients. Satisfaction guaranteed or your money back.

When lawyers are required to interpret the law, when laws are written so that only those specifically schooled and trained can understand them, when a sweeping law states that ignorance of such laws is not a defense, then a dictatorship of the legislative and judicial branches of government exists. Change that law.

It’s okay if your first response to any thought or request is no, as long as that ‘no’ is a means to think it through before giving a final answer.

Infertility is not a disease, and selling eggs is not a treatment for a disease that doesn’t exist. That’s slavery.

Don’t sweat the small stuff is good advice, just be sure you correctly ascertain what’s small and what isn’t.

Utensils don’t make the chef, just as the brushes don’t make the painter or the pen the writer.

Grassroots Torture. Torture isn’t only committed by the military and intelligence and law enforcement agencies of the world. It’s done by individuals around the world going about their daily lives, who have the power to offend without consequences. It happens in families, in friendships, in the work place and by people in positions to make decisions that    affect the lives of others, which means everyone. For example, when you’re sitting in the dentist chair, where that dentist has complete control over you, you had better hope that the dentist doesn’t have torture tendencies that he/she acts on. And when you become a victim of this person’s torture tendencies and report it, you’d better hope that those in a position of authority over the offending dentist doesn’t also have torture tendencies. And you’d better hope further, that this dentist doesn’t volunteer as a professor at a renowned dental school, teaching by example his torture tendencies to young, impressionable students. Even worse, let’s all hope that the CIA/military doesn’t recruit dentists with the purpose of calling on them to commit acts of torture.

Be careful when you decide to shake that baby or slap that elderly patient or deny someone benefits they’re legally entitled to, or clean a coffee pot with a washcloth that somebody cleaned their behind with, or put harmful chemical fillers into drugs and food to save a dollar, or lie about running a red light that caused an accident that resulted in injury to people and damage to property, or cook the books and blame someone else when the auditor finds out, or slam a door on somebody’s hand when you thought no one was looking. Be very careful about those sadistic tendencies that you express through actions that you call practical jokes; if you’re the only one laughing, then you have torture tendencies. Be careful about serving food you know to be bad, or serving food you wouldn’t eat, or putting Visine in people’s drinks to make them vomit, or starting a vicious rumor or intentionally misrepresenting the words or actions of others, or wrongfully interpreting factual data, or putting animal products in food and calling it vegan, because nobody will know the difference if they can’t see the meat.

Be careful about stealing someone’s material and calling it your own, or telling judges the people you spy on are okay with it, or poisoning your neighbor’s dog or cat, or pretending you don’t see, when someone is clearly in distress, or refusing to make repairs that you know put tenants at risk of injury, or changing the terms of a contract at will without the consent of the party you entered into the agreement with, or purposely walking slowly in front of a car to make them wait for your slow motion sickness. Intentionally interfering with the flow of traffic can make an ambulance down the line take another route to your mother’s house and make it too late. Be careful about raising the bar, knowing full well that no one can reach it.

Be careful my friends. God sees it all. Sadism is torture. Be careful the next time you decide to humiliate someone to teach a lesson that you’re the one who needs to learn, or just because you can. Be vigilant of that vengeance gene you lay claim to as your right because your God gone bad chose you above everybody else, to do what, again? Superiority is torture. The next time you laugh when a turkey gets beheaded, or when someone sticks a pole of the behind of a pig, or puts a cherry bomb in the mouth of a dog or cat, or douses an animal with gasoline then lights it up, or forces anybody to fight for greed or pleasure, think again my friends, about the act and the condoning of the act and how they differ and how the universal God regards that difference that you so cleverly delineated so as not to accept responsibility for the act you encouraged by your laughter.

If you voted for the surveillance bill, you voted for torture. Sending a dead fish to someone; that’s torture. Terrorizing someone with your car or bus; that’s torture. So you think rape isn’t torture because you didn’t electrocute or pull the fingernails from your victim? What God have you been talking to? Sounds like a devil in God cloth to me. You’ve been duped into thinking you get away with torture because you didn’t get caught, because somebody condoned it, because the law was reinterpreted to pardon you. Did you forget the King of Lawyers? The Queen of Justice, the Almighty Jew of the Universe (who happens to be in jail, by the way, for claiming vengeance was his to mete out)? Did you, did you? Better make your own personal laws that align with God’s law before you all end up in the HOHOHO, Merry Christmas, Happy Menorah, pen. Wicki wicki, chop, chop, quick, quick, hurry up, click, click; you get the picture. Change that film.

What college did you go to in your dreams that condoned torture of fraternity brothers and sisters for membership purposes? Hazing is torture. I felt somewhat deprived when the ‘nappy headed’ story took you from T.V. I was supposed to expose you for working with the Feds to torture targeted individuals. Codes. It was all in the codes. The blacks knew I was ready to make my move; they monitor me too–but they beat me to the punch. Not that I wanted to punch you; I just wanted you to get some integrity; you know, to match up with the integrity of your wife. Damn. Here I had a story of substance, a spy novel and Al Sharpton blew the whistle before I could get the damn thing written. All over a hair cut. Damn. You would have gone down James Bond style. Instead you ended up entwined in somebody’s mythical thread nest. It made you look like Mike Tyson on estrogen. Yuk.

When I used to go to book signings for my cookbooks, the Feds would always send people out (they call them operatives), to make loud, negative comments over the books, and the food I gave away as samples, like, “that looks like cow shit”, so loud while people were putting it into their mouths. That’s torture and that’s how the Feds spend their time; they’re hit people for the slaughter industries.

The industrialized world economies are built on the slaughter industries. Yes they are. Stop eating animals and using them for glue and the world economies will collapse. That’s why Feds of all nations persecute vegetarians, vegans, animal-free chefs and animal rights advocates and  activists. Guess what folks? The world economies collapsed and we’re still slaughtering animals.

The money grubbers say we need war to survive, by giving contracts to the wealthy so they can keep making bigger and bigger profits. Guess what folks? The world economies collapsed while the most expensive wars in history were being fought. Smoking cigars instead of cigarettes is still using tobacco. Drinking beer instead of vodka is still drinking alcohol. Eating fish and chicken instead of pigs, cows and lambs is still eating meat. Eating the eggs, extracting the hormones, pumping the milk, pulling the tusks, shaving the hair, is still desecration of the body.

No matter how you rewrite torture and slaughter laws to make them more acceptable, it’s still torture and it’s still slaughter. Changing a word from slaughter to harvest doesn’t negate the killing. If you can only rescue an animal from religious sacrifice if it’s feet are bound; if the justice departments of nations serve at the pleasure of a dictator government or dictator financial institutions, then it’s time for the individual to stand up and change all that is wrong with this world in the absence of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter (PDETAS). With courage, calm, confidence and compassion, yes you can. Who says? My God, your Gods and the God of the universe, says. That’s who and that’s you!

Don’t diagnose me with cancer using your convoluted insurance coverage program and then refuse to treat me  because I can’t afford the policy that treats the illness. Don’t steal my gifts, call them your own, profit from them and leave me penniless in a ghetto with no health benefits for my asthma that I got from your toxic molds. Don’t you dare even think about it, unless at the next juncture in your thought process you plan to change it.

It doesn’t matter if somebody lies to you, if you’re living by the Five Principles, since your behavior shouldn’t be contingent on what somebody else says.

Every time you discriminate, you block somebody’s freedom to be. Prejudice is about the lack of freedom. Freedom is not about doing anything you want. It’s about doing whatever you do responsibly, so as not to block another’s freedom.

It’s not about just saying no. It’s equally about just saying yes. It’s going to be one or the other, so it might as well be spot on. When you slaughter a million to free a million, when you slaughter one to free a million, then you must also be willing to slaughter a million to free one. 

It’s all wrong and it’s all based on a violation of the universal law of survival –of the individual and the group. For one and for all. Lay down your arms. Turn off your engines. Close your silos.

There’s A New God In Town. That God is you!

Go in peace and may peace be upon you.

God is Willing.   


The day you were born,  this earth became a brighter, happier, more peaceful place to be. 

Your kindness spreads joy to all those who cross your path, or hear of you.

You are an intelligent, good-humored, worthy person with extraordinary talents. 

Your confidence and relaxed nature make all who meet you want to be near you and to get to know you further.

Your happiness stems from your ability to find peace within your own heart; to love without prejudice; to give without reservation; and to forgive those who offend and abandon you. 

You are a courageous, independent thinker with enormous power to negotiate, influence and organize.

You know what you want  in life and you go after it with integrity. You walk with grace, talk with purpose and laugh with ease.

There is no problem you cannot solve, and no happiness you cannot achieve. 

You meet each day with enthusiasm;  you work rigorously with vigor; and play with carefree delight.  

You challenge adversity and chuckle at your failures. 

You eat and drink that which is good for you. You breathe slowly, and sleep each night, peacefully, with happy dreams of the past, present and future. 

You appreciate all that has been given you–your blessings and your afflictions.

You are an insightful, eager to learn Star of the universe, becoming all that you’re capable of  becoming– at your own pace–listening to the beat of your own heart. 

And I love you! SL

Rose petals brush soothingly across my brow. Their velvet touch is not lost on my old leathered skin. Bold lightness, abundantly, judiciously, gingerly, playfully, discriminately, rushing lavishly between fragile threads layering woven webs of pink silken molecules of thought, dissipating into disintegrating balloons of wonder anticipating exploration. I think I made it. I know I made it. If I can, I know you can.

This book is dedicated to you.

Thank you for trusting me with your soul. This work would not have been possible without that access. I hope that I have treated your God with the candor, fairness and respect it deserves.


In No Particular Order,

success is best served now! 



by Sharon Lee Davies-Tight

Five principles to a better life. The Jews and Arabs often accuse me of ignoring history, which to me is nothing more than an interpretation of questionable focus on certain events, real or perceived. Why would I need to know the opinions and state of affairs of every detail of the  lives of my parents, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents and all of their associates and families, and then all of their ancestors descending from all of the above, 2000 years ago, in order to make decisions on the conduct of my own life, or to form views regarding what I see, feel and otherwise experience in my own environment, in my own world?  Then, why would I need to know all of the above about the Jews and the  Arabs–or any other group of people for that matter? Those who insist on doing what their ancestors did 2000 years ago, or who simply can’t figure out anything on their own, because of the demands placed on them via their  religions which require adherence to the views and actions of their ancestors, are stripped of the joy of discovering one’s own God in one’s own way–in the absence of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter–which is the purest way to discover any God worth your efforts to emulate.

Your ancestors, however unwittingly, have become your oppressors from beyond the grave. It remains tragic that the instructions given in these historic accounts of every day life of families living through adversarial times are so contradictory, conflicting and misleading, without any goal, except pursuing everlasting life in either heaven or hell as a consequence of either following or not following those instructions–after one has endured an unjust and tortuous life on earth.

If you want God to punish someone, and God agrees, then what would stop that same God from granting your offender’s wish of punishing you–and on and on? Unfortunately, that’s the underlying tone of most of those writings. ‘Please God, punish them for what they’re doing to me. Burn their babies; stuff them into pigs; roast them alive; tear out their entrails; bring a plague upon them; make them suffer’. When is someone going to ask, ‘instruct me to understand why they’re offending me and how I can help them to respect me?’ This isn’t blaming the victim; it’s understanding the ‘why’ of the attack. Both sides need to do it, but one will set the example. Simultaneously will be splendid.

Please stop tormenting yourselves and the world with diaries of persecuted beings when reading them keeps you locked into a perpetual state of despair instead of freeing you from it. Your ancestors weren’t around to finish their stories that many times ended well. Who wants to write when they’re feeling happy? No one. When you’re happy you’re out enjoying being happy; you’re not at the writing table or drawing board trying to capture the beauty of the ecstasy in words. Nobody’s life is all bad, but judging from the words written in these so-called holy books, the obsessive focus on suffering, functions (intentionally or not) as a self-fulfilling prophecy, which encourages instead of discourages those reading them to continue the suffering through revenge. Stop referring to ancient diaries to solve your problems and to justify violence toward yourself, others and the planet. The instructions for achieving peace are simply not present in these books, unless followed by a contradictory instruction, which negates it. Just in case you don’t want to follow the good path, the bad one is always an option–and so it is written. Who would want to follow in the footsteps of their oppressed ancestors, and what ancestor worth their salt, would want you to do that?

These books do not lay out a plan; they’re recordings of the trials and tribulations of a segment of humanity. All beings suffer similar trials and tribulations; that’s the appeal of the book; it’s just that other segments of humanity didn’t take the time to write it all out. They grew beyond it–thankfully. How many times have those holy books been edited, revised, translated, and reedited, revised and rewritten all over again to fit the signs of the times, all so people can better understand the words? See, the books have evolved, but they haven’t evolved in the absence of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.

If someone has a vision in which God tells them to kill somebody or a group of somebodies, that’s not the God of the Five Principles talking. To wade through the chatter of your mind, you need to apply a blue print to it, so that you’ll hear the proper instruction. That blue print contains God’s Five Principles: no prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.  These Five Principles are the foundation upon which all else is to be decided. That’s the test of right and wrong, good or bad. That’s the only test that can be applied universally to all circumstances large and small, religious or not religious and whether you do or don’t believe in God’s existence. In other words, it’s good for the believers and the nonbelievers alike.

We are all programmed with these Five Principles before birth. All life and non-life possess them. Whether it becomes expressed is up to the individual and the group at the same time. Therefore, what’s good for the individual is good for the group and vice versa. There’s no democracy implied in this blue print, since it’s good for everyone. When you use that blue print to separate the wheat from the chaff (the good from the bad), you’ll see with horror the extent to which the world has veered off the path of right and good and gone down the road of wrong and bad. It’s a startling view, but once you’ve seen the view, you can never totally turn away from it. The view changes you forever–for the better–which is both right and good, and at the same time, the beginning of a progressive evolution–the evolution of you, controlled by you, which makes you your own God: oh powerful one!

If the violent thoughts in your mind out-shout or suppress the nonviolent thoughts, then you need to actively seek the nonviolent ones, since within those thoughts are God’s instruction for you. God allows the violent thoughts as a purging function in response to your rage. They are not meant, however, to be acted upon. So, instead of trying to suppress the violent thoughts, because it’s the violent thoughts that are suppressing the non-violent thoughts, which will lead to obsessing on them again, seek out their nonviolent counterparts. They’re there; and if you’re going to obsess on anything, that’s the direction to follow.

The rampant hypocrisy in the world is what often times won’t allow us to stay focused on nonviolence. It seems somebody is always trying to humiliate or ridicule or undermine our best efforts to do the right thing. Know that those who would choose to humiliate have not applied the Five Principles to their own behavior and in the end evolution will overcome them, until the God of the Five Principles in them wins out, forcing them to make a correction in their view. This is most often seen in the form of regret and apology. This doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t resist the oppressor. By all nonviolent means, you are required by universal law to fight oppression in all forms. It is the way of the universe.

Associated Press: 1-15-02 Germany to Allow Animals’ Slaughter. Summary of news article: plus research:

Muslims and Jews have their own ritualistic ways of killing animals, making them fit for their consumption, according to their religious rules and regulations. The nation of Germany has its own rules and regulations. Germany requires that the animal be stunned first, then slaughtered. Muslims and Jews require that the animal be wide awake, getting it’s throat slit while hanging upside down, to allow for the speedy letting of blood. Muslims claim that cutting the jugular allows the animal to die more humanely. They claim that introducing the stun factor, frightens the animal, thus injects poisons into his/her system, making it unhealthy for those consuming the body after death. They also claim that drawing the blood out, through gravity, as the animal dies, prevents the pooling of blood in the body which occurs when you kill it, and not allowed according to their religious laws.

So, who cares? My God cares…about any satanic ritual that involves enslavement, torture and/or slaughter, and the animal being ritualized and slaughtered certainly cares. Germany’s highest court ruled in favor of the Muslims today, allowing ritualistic slaughter that had previously been outlawed, in order to integrate the minority Muslims into the majority, making them feel good about Germany’s acceptance of their rituals. Animal rights activists were in a huff, and rightly so. Since the attacks on America, people worldwide have made efforts to accommodate Muslims and their religious practices, since they make up such a large portion of the earth’s human force, and exist in numbers large enough to do some damage in nearly all countries, should they so choose.

Since the great Muslim himself apparently has called on all Muslims to rebel against Western ways, people are cow-towing to Muslim interests, whether their interests are in the best interests of everybody else or not. The world already cow-tows to Jews under the threat of having their lives made a living hell, and if that doesn’t work–assassination. Of course, nobody asked the animals being slaughtered what they thought, primarily because these animals don’t speak a language that has an alphabet to support it.

Now…this is what my God is talking about when discussing those who use books that are thousands of years old to determine present and future practices, when clearly they are by anybody’s standards barbaric. But, since the West also engages in slaughter, also barbaric, there’s not a whole lot they can do to argue against it. One claims it’s more humane, the other faction claims it isn’t. So, to keep the peace, and to keep their skyscrapers standing, Germany will sacrifice the comfort of the animals being slaughtered (as if there’s any comfort in slaughter)–for peace–at the Muslim’s request. That’s unfortunate, especially for the animals deemed inferior by their, thus your God.

My God says: No slaughter period. Build your economies on that which doesn’t suffer as a consequence. It is possible and it is going to happen eventually, so you might as well begin the process of dismantling the slaughter houses, using humane practices in that process, while disregarding any groups’ diabolical request based on their sick psychological need for ritualistic slayings of any type. They do not belong in the laws of nations–nor do they belong in the laws of religions–and should not ever be tolerated.

Just as governmental laws change as we evolve as a civilization, so must the laws of religions change. Tolerance of differences in those areas or features of a people which cannot be changed, or tolerance of harmless idiosyncrasies and traditions is one thing; tolerance of harmful traditions is quite another. Traditions which demean and strip any creature of their dignity will not be tolerated in my God’s Plan.

The entire human population will eat the vegetation of the earth, otherwise it will perish, since all carnivores will eventually become extinct. That is the cornerstone of the Plan. There is no turning back, only a prolonging of the inevitable, thus the undermining of all other systems that are built upon the foundation of the slaughter industries, or as extensions of that which is built upon that flawed foundation, as well as all that participate in the survival of this flawed system, through playing a supporting role. And, if you think that when you become endangered the scientists will clone you, think again. They’ll be cloning the same flawed systems which have evolved to self-destruct that which consumes itself.

The only way to perpetuate the human species is to feed it the proper fuel: vegetation. You don’t put chopped up Chevrolet cars into your gas tank to make your Ford car run better.

What difference does it make if you’re the majority if nobody listens to you?

Animals the forbidden fruit. You can eat anything in my garden, but the animals. Those you must never touch. If you eat my animals, you will be banished from my garden forever–to live a life of ill-health, toil and shame. Not as punishment, but as a result of self-destruction. When you destroy the animal, you destroy yourself, simply because you are an animal. What a laughing stock we’ve been made. The apple! How gullible!

God–let my animals be free!

But why call animals fruit?

The fruit of the womb. Blessed is the fruit of the womb.

The writers of the Old Testament knew of God’s instruction, and purposely left wiggle room for it’s interpretation, knowing that nobody would abide by a rule that contradicted what they already engaged in. They wrote, as instruction, that which they were already doing, not looking to the rightness or wrongness of it, nor to the future, since everybody likes to think that whatever they’re doing now is right. Nobody likes to be wrong.

So, everybody said the forbidden fruit was the apple, knowing it wasn’t, but justified it by saying that God was testing Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, by arbitrarily telling them, and ultimately you, that you couldn’t eat something for the mere sake of the test.

She’s cherry picking.

Yeah, she picks what’s right and discards what’s wrong.

Stop trying to get her off track.

She’s schizophrenic.

No, she’s savant.

She’s no idiot.

But I think she’s naive.

She’s turning up the volume; do wanna hear or not?

My God will only test you when the outcome matters, never arbitrarily simply to see if you can follow the rules. Just say, that neither Adam nor Eve ever ate the apple. What next? Then, God says you can’t eat the banana, and on and on till there’s no vegetation left to eat? And then what? You would starve, and finally God would say, okay, now that you know how to follow instructions, and you’re all malnourished, I’m going to give you back all that I took from you? Come on. What kind of God would play with you so maliciously?

Now, do you understand what is forbidden?

Donkey; I can’t have you for lunch any more.

Or goat, or pig or anything that moves when startled. And that doesn’t mean you can get away with murder by stunning it first, so it doesn’t startle when you kill it. Got it?


God–Good, now go eat. ***

Blood lawyers looking for loopholes. In the Dictionary of the Bible by John McKenzie, under the subtitle: Blood: In the OT [Old Testament] blood is the life of the living being (Gn 9:4; Dt 12:23). Man and other animals are composed of “flesh and blood”. For this reason the eating of blood is prohibited (Gn 9:4, Lv 17:10 ff); life is conferred by God and under His dominion.

Now, you can go on and on and tell all the ways that blood is smeared, poured, sprinkled, dashed, and otherwise used in this holy book, but the rule, in the beginning, states emphatically that all animals are made of flesh and blood, and that you can’t eat the blood. The reason it states that blood cannot be eaten is quite clear. When you eat the flesh, you eat the blood. So, you can’t eat the flesh either. It states clearly that animals are made of flesh and blood.

Now come the lawyers, Jews and Muslims, looking for loopholes, as they fastidiously do, saying, “okay, we can’t eat the blood, which means if we separate the blood from the flesh and don’t eat the blood, then we can eat the flesh. God didn’t say we couldn’t eat the flesh”. Now, here we go again. God, my God, says, “no goat, pig, or anything that moves when startled”. Having had way too much contact with lawyers, I knew that you would find some animal that God didn’t name, to interpret as your  instruction to eat that animal, so I included anything that startles, but also knew that if stunned the animal wouldn’t startle, giving you an excuse to kill it. So, I had to clarify that too.

I’m going to extend that further to nervous systems, anything with a nervous system.

The reasons you look for these loopholes is because you’re looking for a way to do something you know you’re not supposed to do. Thus, looking for loopholes has become an acceptable way of getting what you want without appearing to break any rules or laws. It’s like doing all that work to figure out a way to turn a light switch off without you actually doing the action of flipping the switch on the Sabbath.

Or, some Jews would look at the text just written, where God spoke directly: “God–Good, now go eat”. ***blood lawyers looking for loopholes. Even though the very next entry after ‘eat’ is a break in the thought, signified by “***”, the very next word is ‘blood’.  ‘We count words not asterisks’. So, some will interpret that to mean that God, unbeknownst to me, the evil one, is really communicating to you to ‘eat blood’.

This is the craziness of interpretation, when the purpose of interpretation is looking for loopholes. And, this incessant need to look for loopholes, in order to do what you want instead of abiding by the rules is what’s making you all mentally sick.

Later on I’ll get to your inevitable questions: “then why do we want it, and why do we always want what we can’t have?” Actually, I’ll get to that now. God, help.

Because you’re immature, you think only of your own needs and not the rights of others and you lack the discipline to do what’s correct–for all life and non-life.

But why?

You’re lazy. Everybody else does something that you also want to do, but knowing that your God doesn’t approve, you try to find a loophole.

Then why do we do that? Look for loopholes?

It makes you feel like you’re in charge.

But why do I have a need to be in charge?

Because you’re reading a book that gives you dominion over everything.

The book is flawed. Stop relying on me to determine every little detail of your lives. I lay the foundation, and from that foundation you use the brains and compassion that I gave you to build within those parameters. Asking me why you’re immature, greedy and lustful to eat your own is a flawed question. You have options. You can’t know what a good option is unless you know the bad option. You’re not supposed to act on the bad choice. I also give you discipline. Use it.

Let’s look at the loophole you’ve brilliantly discovered giving you justification for eating animals, using your method of separating the blood from the flesh–so that you don’t eat the blood. If you take the animal, as is your practice, string it up by it’s feet upside down fully alive and well and still kicking, then cut it’s jugular, the artery closest to the floor, whereby the blood immediately and copiously runs out of it, letting the blood drain, until the animal is dead, then let it drain some more, then you will have emptied it of it’s blood, now containing none, whereby it is now only flesh; and God didn’t tell you not to eat the flesh; God only said “don’t eat the blood”, then and only then, can you safely (because you don’t want God to get mad at you and hurt you with a plague for not following the rules) eat the animal: the now bloodless animal.

Well…my oh my, what a convoluted, sophisticated loophole you just happened upon. All is now right with your God and you and the world. Hallelujah! And you even entered into your book of laws–dietary laws–the whole procedure, and that’s what Germany just agreed to do for the Muslims and already did for you, to keep their skyscrapers intact. Whoa. I’m stunned. No, that doesn’t mean other countries with the ‘stun’ law can now kill me. But let’s look closer.

Firstly, who would have thought that people could be so devious in looking for loopholes to support such brutal and barbaric acts, then call them humane, and be so convincing that others see the humanity in them–simply to get away with murder? Obviously, not the one who wrote the law.

But, secondly, and upon closer examination, you’re still eating the blood for the precise reason that the blood was once there, and once there, remnants always remain–like DNA. Just as you label your nondairy Kosher products as consisting of dairy (when they don’t), because a dairy product was processed on the same machinery prior to the processing of a nondairy  Kosher product, because, as you know and accept, you can never get every particle of dairy off the machinery, no matter how thorough the washing  between the processing of dairy and nondairy products, neither can you get off all the blood from the flesh that you eat–not by any amount of washing, because of the tiny blood vessels that run through all muscles, through all tissues, that can never be thoroughly drained and washed prior to you eating it. So, you not only violated your own God’s law, you violated your own loophole, as convoluted as it was.

So, do you eat apples?


Any loopholes needed to eat apples?


Why not? Your God told you not to eat them.

That’s different; we need apples.

Then you eat animals, who aren’t forbidden. So why do you ask me why you want something you shouldn’t have? Are you worried about all the apples you ate?

I’m getting a little confused.

How about vitamin B12?  You say it isn’t found in the blood of humans. Then it must be in the tissues. Did you look there? If the blood replaces itself every few years, and a person observes a totally animal-free diet, then there should be no vitamin B12 in their blood when tested. Sometimes the level may be low due to disease or a lack of a varied diet but it’s never none. A properly varied diet does not include blood or flesh. I don’t need to eat blood or flesh to obtain vitamin B12.

B12 is found in the blood. You drain the blood, which means you’re not getting any B12. And, didn’t you tell everybody for years that people who don’t eat meat will die? So, the B12 must be in the flesh. All the nutrients needed for life are in mother’s milk, which includes vitamin B12. So there. Gotcha now. Using your own dairy rules, there can’t be any blood in the milk.

There isn’t.

B12 is in the blood and is in the milk, so that means that a component of blood is in the milk.

How about the bloodied teats of the cow? Doesn’t blood get into the milk? How about the blooded nipples of a nursing mother? Never happens? So, you’re mixing the blood with the milk for your babies? Is milk flesh or is it blood?

We separate the milk from the flesh in our diets.

So that must mean I need to eat dairy. And, how about once you separate the blood from the flesh? You must know that the blood is in dairy, otherwise you wouldn’t need to separate the two. How long do you have to wait to eat flesh after you’ve eaten dairy? Are you sure there are no traces of dairy in your digestive tract before you put flesh into it? It sounds like the tainted machinery dilemma. You need to say a product has dairy in it just in case the machinery used to produce the dairy product wasn’t thoroughly cleaned before making the dairy-free product. Do you have two sets of intestines, like you have two kitchens? Didn’t think so.

You know now that the forbidden fruit is not the apple, and the flesh of the animal that you permit yourselves to eat has just been identified by it’s DNA–the shadow of the blood that remains. That means no dairy either, because elements of the same DNA that are contained in the flesh and in the blood are also contained in the milk of the animals that God, your God, told you not to eat.

Guess that means eggs too, as long as we’re going with the DNA interpretation.

Why is that?  Fruit of the womb. Same DNA.

I’m impressed with how quickly you catch on. Thanks for jumping in. Bravo.

Remember the separate kitchens and separate dishes required, according to your God’s law, in your homes, because you can’t let dairy touch flesh, dairy being a vital fluid of the man and other animals. (Strange, how even when they speak of milk, they refer to it as coming from a man. Guess that’s because the man owns the woman, thus owns the milk).

You store and clean these separate dishes in separate kitchens to avoid cross contamination (having nothing to do with food handling procedures to avoid food born illness), because you know that no amount of washing can remove the traces of one or the other having been on those plates. And, you also know that they must be separated, in order to obey the loophole you thought you found in your God’s law.

Well, I’m here to tell you that unlike the laws of humans, there are no loopholes in my God’s laws, unless they’re there as a wedge to keep open the door to the Five Principles. You based your loophole on a flawed premise, thus the loophole has been shown to be flawed. God also unequivocally states (your own God, now), that life is conferred by God and under His dominion–not yours, and not anybody else’s.  No more ifs, ands, or buts, or lawyers looking for loopholes.

The eating of blood as well as the flesh is prohibited. Because potassium is found in blood, does that mean that I need to eat blood in order to get potassium? Blood is a liquid; it isn’t eaten. You drink blood. God said not to eat the blood, which meant the blood is in the flesh. And, there’s nothing you can do to take it out of the flesh. If blood is what you’re preserving as ‘the life’, why not save the whole organism, by not separating it from the flesh? Blood cannot live without flesh and flesh cannot live without blood. So, you kill the blood. Whoa. So, you’ve been eating the blood all this time without knowing it? I find that hard to believe. Let my animals be free.

Oh, to complete the answer to your original question, ‘why do you want to eat animals?’ It’s an addiction. You’ve done it since a baby, and that’s what you know. What the mother has to do is wean you from the milk, and all mothers already do that. The purpose of nature is not to wean from one species and then replace the milk by using the milk from another species. It’s a deviancy of nature. When you re-inject the milk, you’re going against nature.

When you eliminate all animal products from your diet later in life, it feels like weaning all over again, which means that your body incorporated animals into it, because that’s what the universe does, adapt. But, it leaves you lacking a survival advantage by riddling you with disease and disorder potential. After going without animal products for a long time, the thought of eating them repulses you, as do the smells of animals cooking. It’s flesh burning. It’s supposed to repulse you. Do you eat liver? Any organ meats? They’re loaded with blood. You can’t take the blood out of the liver. The liver cleans the blood and works overtime when other animals are injected into the system. Toxins also become addictive. After a while, when exposed for long periods of time, the body adjusts to that which it has no choice in adjusting to however, the wear and tear on the liver leads to death of the liver, which means death of the blood, which means death of ‘the life’.*****

People act as if there are no bad questions, only right or wrong answers. That’s not true. There are flawed questions. There are also many answers for any question, especially if the question is flawed. People will ask a question in such a way as to produce the answer they want. This is corruption. Inserting your own prejudice into the question, invalidates the question. To be forced to answer a question in a pre-specified number of words, or to be given two choices, yes or no, is also corrupt. It’s the interviewer corrupting the answer of the interviewee. Lawyers do it all the time. And the judges will find you in contempt of court if you don’t answer with the words or time limit demanded. Where’s the justice in that? There is none. Justice cannot exist in the presence of corruption. Justice is truth.

You say that the reason you slaughter the cow wide awake is that stunning him/her frightens the animal, thus injects poisons into his/her system, making it unhealthy for those consuming the body after death.  What makes you think that hanging a cow upside down by it’s feet, in a slaughter house, before slitting it’s throat doesn’t terrorize the animal?

What’s for supper did somebody ask? Slaughterhouses become new dumping grounds for undesirables. It was only a matter of time before someone discovered, that when you do that which would enrage even the most vicious among us, and protect those acts from view by wrapping houses of slaughter in barbed wire, using only the most sophisticated surveillance equipment to detect any outsiders, to protect that which carries the  label  top secret, cloaked as classified information all that goes on there, keeping the public from viewing the crimes committed against God’s animals, that someday one of your own would end up on somebody’s platter. It was only a matter of time, but it has been going on since houses of slaughter have existed. People vanish without a trace. No longer does the mob or Uncle Sam rid the world of the evidence of their dirty deeds by using cement in shallow rivers. Oh, no…not anymore. Got too messy for that. The world has changed: too many eyes taking in the views. It’s to Mr. Slaughter you go, to be ground up with the rest of the pigs and cows they deem you are. Neat and tidy is what it is and no one’s the wiser. So, that hamburger or hot dog or sausage or luncheon meat you just ate may very well have remnants of yourself in it. That’s right. Humans. Don’t believe me? Check the news on 13 February 2002–in Canada.

As all of you very smart people out there know: if it’s happening in Canada, it’s happening everywhere. They don’t have to kill you, then drop you in a fifty-five gallon drum of acid to dissolve the fact that you ever existed on this planet. They just take you inside the highly guarded gates of hell–real hell–on earth–then let the enslavement, torture and slaughter party begin. The hell you only think occurs in the after-life is right here–in every slaughterhouse in the world. They’re in your back yard in every state, in every country. And, you could be the next one slated for the ride–to end up on somebody’s plate. You don’t have to commit a crime to get there–in fact, most people who end up inside the barbed wire protected houses of slaughter never did anything to anyone–except perhaps disagree with an important person or two or three.

Ever wonder about the cloak of secrecy surrounding slaughter? Meat processing plants they call them. What’s the purpose? If it’s okay to do, you know, all legal, and you all support it by eating the remnants of the crimes you don’t call crimes, then once again, why the secrecy? And who’s watching in case they want to torture you in the process? They don’t have to stun you first. You don’t think they really do that? Remember Dick Cheney saying on TV to imagine the worst possible thing that could happen to a person, and that somewhere on earth that is now happening? He wasn’t talking about water boarding. That’s the least offensive in that category of torture and slaughter.

Everybody long ago–turned their backs on those you call God’s forgotten children. They turned their backs on the very animals their declared owners claimed to love as they sent them off to slaughter–to die a horrific, tortuous death–as they murmured with tears in their eyes and a heavy heart, “I’m going to miss you; you know I love you”.

Well, my God has a memory like a herd of elephants, in case you’ve lost yours. Organized crime, and now organized government crime, have taken a new twist–a new turn–in how they rid the world of the bodies who interfere with their corruption. Uncle Sam who for years learned the ropes from the dopes, are the ones yanking the chains of the pulleys as your body gets hooked, right in the back, skinned alive, for an extra measure of pleasure–to satisfy the perverse, vengeful urges of your enemies. A private viewing they get, while all dressed up in their designer clothes and hair cuts, adjusting their diamond cuff links, as they watch you get dumped into the vats of ground up sludge you have all come to identify as meat. That’s right. Yours.

I told you that you’d be eating your brother’s flesh and drinking the blood before your God is through with you–and you didn’t believe me. In what country do they value human skin–besides for burn patients–and who sells it on the black market? And even for burn patients, where do they get the skin? Well…why don’t we rid the world of its scum, under the name of fighting terror. The homeless; yes the homeless; start there; they’re disgusting; and why should we pay their way? They litter up every city. Organs, skin, bones, anything we can use to make money.

Not all the people who get to see Mr. Slaughter end up on your plate. Done at night it is. Always at night–always in secret–always carried out with the precision of a brain surgeon or the military trained in special operations, wanting to keep the only job they know how to do. Outrageous? You bet. Truthful? You’d better bet on that too, unless you’re ready to lose your shirt. I told you from the beginning, I told you a long time ago, I tell it like it is. That’s why I work alone, so I don’t have to turn my back on enslavement, torture and slaughter.

Mr. Slaughter will deny it. Wouldn’t you? Powerful faces lie behind the operations that high officials keep private for top secret’s sake. Not for long they won’t–as the slaughter industry prepares for a tumble from which they cannot recover. And, rightly so.  My God has told the world from the beginning: let my animals be free!   Invest in anything green. Soy is the future. Soy is the miracle the animals have been waiting for–whether you have been or not. But, why not eat right, so you won’t need a pig’s heart or a monkey’s liver? Why is everybody so hot for other animals’ organs? Preserve your own. So, McDonald’s will go belly up and then what, we lose all that money they give to children’s charities? And, why do we need so many children’s charities? Because you’re eating the blood and instructing your children to do the same. And, when anything or anyone eats it’s own, it self-destructs. We’re all animals.

Open up the slaughterhouses. What, the electrical barbed wire fence is to keep the cows from jumping the fence? Wake up! It’s to keep you from seeing the horror inside, because if you did, you’d shut them all down. You’d find something better to eat. McDonald’s has many options, one of which is to convert their restaurants worldwide to animal-free, strictly plant based fast food. Can’t do it? Sure you can. I know you can.


This recipe was developed for all the Jews who don’t want chopped liver, in gratitude for all the animal-free products they produce and manufacture in the USA.


A soy based pate that tastes like goose liver without the liver aftertaste and without the cruelty.
See for yourself. Wow!

Makes 2-3/4 cups

3 T. extra virgin olive oil

3-4 Japanese (long, slender) eggplants, unpeeled ; cut off ends; cut in half from end to end, then cut each half in half again from end to end; cut all strips crosswise into 1/2-3/4 inch wide segments, about 6 c.

1 med. sized fresh green pepper, cored and cut into 1/2 inch squares 2 fresh med. sized Anaheim peppers, cored, cut from tip to tip into 4 long strips each, then cut crosswise into 1/2 inch wide segments

1/2 lg. sweet onion, peeled and cut into 1/2 inch squares

3 fresh garlic cloves, peeled, and finely chopped

1 t. salt lots of freshly ground black pepper

1 t. dried oregano, crushed

In extra large skillet, over medium heat, melt olive oil. Add all ingredients, up to and including oregano. Toss to coat veggies evenly with oil. Raise heat to medium-high and saute, stirring often, till eggplant softens.

Reduce heat to medium-low and cook, stirring occasionally, till all veggies are caramelized. If eggplant becomes dry, don’t add any liquid, simply cover with a lid and let it steam a little by its own juices. In the end, you want mushy and dry.

When done, mash with potato masher in skillet, till all veggies are pulpy, then cook a little longer to evaporate more liquid. Remove from heat and set aside.

16 oz. pkg. extra firm, water packed tofu, rinsed, drained and squeezed in tofu cloth or in several layers of paper towels till very dry

1 t. salt

3 T. sugar

1 t. onion powder

1 t. garlic powder

1 t. turmeric

In large bowl combine tofu and seasonings. Mash with potato masher into tiny crumbles and till all seasonings are thoroughly incorporated.

To the tofu, add the eggplant mixture. Using sturdy spoon, stir well to evenly disperse all ingredients.

Place tofu-eggplant mixture in food processor and process 2-3 minutes till mixture resembles liver pate. Transfer to storage container and refrigerate till cold.

Serve on toast points, French baguette slices or bagels with a dab of Dijon mustard and a little extra freshly ground black pepper on top. Sweet gherkin (not bread and butter) pickles or dill cornichon pickles go well as an accompaniment.

Variation: If you want a mousse-like smoothness: Take a portion of the pate and mix it with a little Vegenaise (soy mayonnaise) and a little Dijon mustard. Stir till smooth and the pate is the consistency you want–not too thick, not too thin. Serve on top of crackers and garnish with a little piece of gherkin or cornichon pickle. M-m-m-m-m.

Notes: Serve as an hors d’oeuvre or sandwich, or as an accompaniment to salads. A ‘must have’ on all buffets.

Sandwich suggestion: Toasted mish mash (everything) bagel, spread with transfat-free margarine, top with thinly sliced ripe, juicy tomatoes, then with dollops of ‘It Ain’t Chopped Liver’; then sprinkle with cracked pepper and coarse sea salt. Makes a party for one. Serve open-faced, so you get two sandwiches–for seconds, or to make a party for two.

The eggplant in this recipe must be cooked till all parts of each eggplant cube are squishy. Don’t count on the processor to refine under-cooked eggplant. It will inject tiny hard bits into what is supposed to be a smooth pate.  Now, there is some texture to this pate; it isn’t a mousse, but it’s the texture of processed liver. That’s what you wanted, right?

Don’t peel the eggplant; those skins are needed for color and texture.

This next recipe was developed for all Asians in appreciation of the 2008 Olympics. Any group of individuals who can make billions of individuals worldwide simultaneously feel good deserves a special recipe.


Fresh peaches, raisins and pecans simmered in a sweet sour, ginger, curry soy sauce. Mixed with Jasmine rice, then topped with fresh summer tomato cubes and green scallion. Wow!

Sauce makes 5-1/2 cups

4 fresh, ripe, juicy peaches, washed, then sliced around pit into 1/4 inch wide segments, while keeping segments around pit in the palm of your hand; now run knife around the equator of the peach, cutting all peach segments in half, then invert and separate into bowl

2 c. water

1/2 c. white sugar

1/3 c. light brown sugar, packed

2/3 c. light golden superior soy sauce

1/4 c. white vinegar

1/2 c. raisins

1 t. dry mustard

2 t. powdered ginger

1 t. mild curry powder

1/2 t. onion powder

1 heaping T. fresh mashed garlic

1/2 t. sea salt

sev. twists fresh cracked black pepper

1/3 c. water mixed with 3 T.  cornstarch till smooth

2 T. transfat-free margarine

1 heaping c. peeled, cut sweet onion, 1/2-3/4 inch squares

1/2 t. salt

1/2 c. pecan halves

3-4 fresh, ripe, juicy slicing tomatoes, cored and cut into 3/4 inch cubes; cut only what you’ll use as garnish, about 8-10 cubes per serving

1 bunch green scallion, thoroughly washed, inside and out; then cut crosswise into thin slices, to be used as garnish

Combine first 14 ingredients, up to and including black pepper in large saucepan. Stir well; turn heat to medium-high and stir till all seasonings are dissolved into the liquid. Reduce heat to medium-low and cook, partially covered, stirring occasionally, at a soft boil for about 5 minutes or till fruit becomes tender.

Add cornstarch dissolved in water. Stir continuously till thickened, then cook for 4 minutes longer, till taste and texture of cornstarch is gone. Set aside.

Meanwhile, in small skillet, saute onion in margarine with salt, over medium heat till golden throughout.

Add pecans and sauteed onion to sauce, stir and remove from heat immediately. Don’t continue cooking the sauce. If you make this sauce ahead, then keep out the onions and pecans till it’s reheated.


3-3/4 c. water

1-1/2 t. salt

1 t. mild curry powder

1 T. sugar

1 heaping T. fresh mashed garlic

3 c. Jasmine rice.

Place water, salt, curry, sugar and garlic in large saucepan. Bring to boil, add rice, stir. Return to boil, stir well, then cover tightly, reduce heat to low and cook exactly 15 minutes. Remove from heat, spoon into large bowl and separate grains with chopsticks.

Note: The reason why sometimes when you make rice, the top layer remains crunchy when done, is because you didn’t wait till the rice returned to a boil, and then stirred again before covering to finish cooking.

To serve: In a separate mixing bowl mix as much rice and as much sauce for as many servings you want, Use, for example, 1 cup rice to 1/2 cup sauce. The sauce is the feature, so you want enough. Stir well, spoon into individual serving bowls or plates. Surround the edge of each serving with fresh tomato cubes, making a circle, then sprinkle cut scallion onto the middle of each serving. Serve, then listen for the o-o–h-h-h-s and a-a-h-h-s.

Notes: Use the finest ingredients and you’ll create a perfect dish. The strong flavors of the sauce make it perfect for mixing with the rice, rather than serving it over or under the rice. Most people don’t connect risotto with Asian rice dishes. This recipe changes the face of risotto. The fresh tomatoes make this dish complete. The sweet acidity creates an explosive flavor achievement in the mouth. In fact, if you leave out this one ingredient it changes the entire nature of the dish.

If peaches aren’t in season, substitute apples; peel, core and cut into 1/4 inch wide slices, about 4 cups. You can also substitute walnuts or cashews for the pecans.



Baked beans, linguini and sauteed onions combined in a tomato, basil garlic tomato soup sauce. Easy comfort food, and good for you too!

Makes 6-1/2 cups

2 T. extra virgin olive oil

1 heaping cup, peeled, diced sweet onion, 1/2 inch squares

salt and pepper to taste

1/4 lb. dried skinny linguini (linguini fini, or thin spaghetti) pasta, broken in half

28 oz. can Vegetarian Baked Beans with Brown Sugar, including liquid from the beans

10-3/4 oz. can condensed tomato soup plus 1 can plain soy milk

1 t. dried basil, crushed

1 t. onion powder

2 t. garlic powder

1/2 t. dry mustard

1/4 t. ground allspice

1/4 t. ground rosemary

1T. white sugar

1 T. dark brown sugar

1/2 t. salt

In small skillet combine oil, onion, salt and pepper. Saute over medium heat till translucent and a little brown-tinged. Set aside.
In salted, boiling water in large saucepan, cook broken linguini till tender. Drain and rinse. Set aside.

In large pot combine baked beans, tomato soup, soy milk and remaining ingredients. Stir well, over medium heat till seasonings dissolve. Cook, uncovered, over low heat at a fizzle of a boil, stirring often for about 4-5 minutes.

Add sauteed onion and cooked linguini to the beans. Stir well to disperse evenly. Serve immediately or set aside to reheat for service later.

Notes: Well, guess what? It does feel and taste like Franco-American, kicked up a few notches as Emeril would say. And, much better for you with the addition of beans and soy milk.

The pasta will plump up, making it soft, just like the canned variety, but wow, does it taste and feel good!

For the adults, serve up a portion on a plate, surround it with fresh tomato chunks drizzled lightly with Balsamic vinegar, then microwave till hot. Sprinkle with cracked pepper and serve. The heated fresh tomatoes soothes! Make sure they’re ripe and juicy.



An animal-free burger for all tastes! Everybody will identify with the taste and texture of this burger!

Makes 11 burgers

2 slices Texas toast bread or 3 slices white bread, 2-3 days old, torn into pieces, and set out to dry a little bit at room temperature

1 c. walnut pieces

1/2 t. liquid smoke

1/4 t. ground allspice

1/2 t. garlic powder

sev. twists freshly ground black pepper

14 oz. tube soy sausage, Gimme Lean brand

1/4 c.  finely minced onion

1 c. chilled, cooked Jasmine rice

Place torn bread pieces, walnuts, liquid smoke, allspice, garlic powder and black pepper in food processor. Process into tiny well-mixed crumbs. Transfer to large mixing bowl. The mixture should make about 2 cups.

Break soy sausage into pieces as you drop them into mixing bowl. Add onion and rice. Using very clean hands and nails, mix and mash till all ingredients are evenly dispersed, and all rice grains are covered by the soy sausage. You don’t want any rice grains sticking out from the burgers. This will take a few minutes. Form into large ball, transfer to covered container and refrigerate for several hours or over night.

To cook burgers. Measure out 1/4 cup per burger. Roll into smooth ball in palms of hands. Flatten evenly into thin burger, then place on clean countertop and flatten further, while evening out the rounded edges. You want them very thin, but not so thin they fall apart. To make this easier, oil hands a little with vegetable oil, but it’s not necessary.

Heat a little oil in skillet till very hot. Lift burgers gently from counter top with pancake turner, and place in hot skillet, over medium high heat. Cook several minutes till crisped on one side, then turn, oil skillet a little more and cook the second side till crisped and burger is cooked throughout. Cook as many burgers as you’ll be using.

Set up your condiment tray, with burger buns, either plain or toasted. Lettuce, tomato, onion, avocado, warmed roasted peppers, relish, mustard, ketchup, Vegenaise (soy mayo), and whatever else your guests would like to choose from to build their own burgers.

Notes: If you don’t use all of the mixture, refrigerate to use throughout week.

Obtain soy sausage in tubes in local whole foods markets. This product can also be sliced and fried as sausage patties for breakfast sandwiches. Follow directions on tube. If you pan fry the burgers in advance, microwave till heated through before serving–in a single layer on plate.

When I make rice, I always make 3 cups (dried), so that I can use it in the recipe I’m making and then use leftover throughout the week.

Rice: 3-3/4 c. water, 1 t. salt. Boil. Add 3 cups rice. Return to boil, stir well, cover tightly. Reduce heat to low and cook exactly 15 minutes. Transfer to bowl, fluff with fork and cool at room temperature before transferring to covered container to refrigerate.

I want an animal-free mall. That’s right. A mall. Animal-free. A big one. With lots of glitter and big lights. With every kind of shop. Grocery, bakery, deli, shoe store, pet supply shop, clothes, hair salon using only cruelty-free products, and on and on, restaurants too. Good ones. I have a vision. And it’s a nice one. No fur, no leather, no skins, and those who enter must wear all animal-free attire. This place has rules. No cruelty here. Yes, that’s right. That’s what I want. A happy place too. No vegetarian snobbery. There’s no place for arrogance in the animal-free world of Sharon Lee. No suffering looks on the faces of people who feel they’re being deprived.

Now that I mention it, I see that on a lot of  vegetarian faces. Faces that still have Big Mac lines on them, so it’s not the deprivation causing the look. But it’s there. Maybe it’s the prejudice and discrimination directed at such folks that makes them so unhappy, especially when they’re doing something so right.

It’s okay to have fun while you do what’s right. It’s okay to laugh. God, my God, wants happiness. Every burst of laughter coming from one of It’s animal’s mouths delight’s It to no end, That’s one more frown It doesn’t have to turn upside down. So, laugh. Have fun. Enjoy your life. Just don’t kill the animals. That’s all. Not a lot to ask. And don’t participate by eating the catches of other people. If you do, try harder next time, till you get it right. I’m tired and sick and fed up and depressed (that doesn’t mean I’m not happy) over walking down the aisles of death in every supermarket in the world.

I’m offended and pained at being forced to view and smell the tortured, dismembered bodies of my animal friends. When is it all going to end? Entrepreneurs is what we need. Animal-free entrepreneurs. People with dreams. Big ones. Investors with money that flows in a cruelty-free world. Not just the small, never grow any bigger, shops sprouting up here and there. Though that’s a start and we have to start somewhere, so we’ll support them too. But bigger stores, and big chains of every conceivable market transformed into animal-free.

Fast food. Animal-free Chefs. Veggie Burgers. Veggie Deli’s. Veggie Pizza Parlors. No animals or animal products. Veggie cheese. Soy meats that taste like baloney, ham and turkey, but without the suffering. We don’t need featherless chickens; we need to free the chicken. International animal-free cuisines. I’m tired of having my animal-free products supplied by purveyors of torture. Why should I have to eat my vegetarian meal in a slaughterhouse? Why should I have to buy my clothes at a slaughterhouse? Aren’t you sick of it too? Being given your little vegetarian or vegan corner of somebody else’s house of cruelty? Just to satisfy a small segment of the market? Small segment?

Well, it wouldn’t be so small if more animal-free entrepreneurs with big ideas and big investors gave people what they really wanted: a cruelty-free world, which means a cruelty-free shopping mall. We could do it if we’d stop thinking so small. Big. Think big. Demand big. Stop trying to get your animal-free products in slaughterhouses. How absurd. Build your own stores. Start small if you want, but grow, by golly, grow. Give the people what they want before they ask for it. You know what people want. You’ve been silent too long. Too complacent. Okay, ‘I guess I’ll take whatever vegetarian crumbs they throw my way’ type of silence.

Plan the future. Make the future. See the future through God’s eyes. See big. See beautiful. I want an animal-free shopping mall. And then another, and another till we put the slaughterhouse malls out of business. Till we close the doors on the business of cruelty. I want an animal-free mall. And, I know you want it too. One for all people–and all other animals too. No zoo here, but a place where our animals can come shopping with us. Day care, mall care, for our furry family members while we shop. A mall with style, flair, with sparkle and bright lights. I can see it. I know you can too. Cause I’m looking through God’s eyes now and so are you.

The eye of the storm. The mind is most powerful when it’s stubborn. The resistance of the mind is like super glue–one drop holds a yacht, keeps a mountain from moving, stops the sea from separating, and creates a frustration so intense in a person witnessing it in another, that it can cause heart attacks, strokes, cancer and who knows what else. Stubbornness isn’t even like cancer; it’s worse. Cancer you can deal with; a stubborn person you can’t. There is no amount of reason one can use, no amount of persuasion, no sum of money or pile of gold, to move a stubborn person who says no to change their mind to say yes.

And stubbornness abounds–with more than enough to go around–in all sectors of life, within all groups, cultures and nations. Can anything good be said of stubbornness? No. The ominous cloud of stubbornness has no silver lining. It’s a formidable tool, a weapon as cold and hard-hitting as the atomic bomb. It destroys lives, families, businesses, cultures, countries. It can turn an entire planet upside down. But it rarely destroys the person whom it houses. It is therefore a great protector. The stubborn person lives in the eye of the storm. No matter where they go, they take their storms with them–mowing down everything and everybody in their paths, while they stay secure.

Stubbornness is an addiction, like any other, but unlike any other, in that it has yet to be recognized as one. Once a person uses it to get what they want, the thrill of success, perverse as it is, makes it nearly impossible to stop. Stubbornness requires no skill. It’s as easy as eating pie. That’s the allure. It’s easy–too easy–for those who don’t give an owl’s hoot for anything or anyone but themselves. It feels good and it works. It gives control where there otherwise would be none, because the stubborn person has yet to develop the skills necessary to make changes. In fact, they don’t like change.

Can a stubborn person become not stubborn? Sure they can, but they won’t. Fear keeps them from it–fear of the unknown, fear of losing their power, fear of losing control, fear of life, fear of living that life, fear of themselves. There are no mirrors where they live, no reflections. They can’t reflect, because they can’t interact. They live in isolation, fearing the world–a painful, hollow, meaningless existence.

Is there hope for the stubborn among us? Sure there is. All it takes is a little courage to step out beyond the safety of the eye of the storm in which they live, and feel the havoc they’ve created, accept responsibility for the ruin they’ve inflicted, and then say yes–to life, to living, to giving, to sharing, to learning.

It’s not unlike the courage needed by the people pleaser who fears rebuke to say no.

A prophecy. Jesus fulfilled a prophecy. He like so many others, back in the day, wanted to be that God, that Messiah. He did it by following the instructions–right to his death. When a prophecy is good, people try to stop it; when it’s bad, they try to fulfill it. What Jesus failed to see was the God in all life and non-life. He like many Jews and Arabs wanted to be superior–the only–the one–the master–all while telling people their reward for compliant behavior was in heaven. The crucifixion was supposed to be stopped, not fulfilled.

Back in the day, anyone claiming to be the Messiah, or the son of the Messiah would be crucified. Everybody wanted a God to appear from the heavens to raise them from their suffering. Who wouldn’t? The last supper was about stopping the slaughter. Instead of offering holocausts of virgins and animals at the altar, from this time forward, we will offer bread and wine: a substitute for the flesh and the blood. It could have just as easily been fig or grape juice. Maybe if he hadn’t been drunk from wine, he wouldn’t have put himself in the position to be crucified. Either way, the most famous person on the planet, the Prince of Peace, didn’t bring the peace. The crucifixion didn’t work. Everybody wanted to see a miracle of Jesus rising to heaven and then returning to save them. They wanted, as all people want, one God, their own God just for them. Well, they got that; but they didn’t recognize it in a mortal, so they couldn’t recognize it in themselves.

You don’t fulfill a prophecy and call it holy by starting a war that was predicted. Once you know the prophecy, you stop the war before it starts. That’s the holy part. Right now, I feel like insulting all parties to all prophets, but I won’t. I know it’s predicted that I will do that. But, fulfilling the prediction serves no useful, positive, forward moving purpose. It serves only to divide what needs to come together.

A cartoon of the cartoonist: Cartoonist Painted by God 2000. I can talk to Muhammad. That’s right, I can do that. He’s in the house right now, helping me with this short essay. He’s happy to help. Believe it or not, Muhammad tried to warn the USA prior to 9-11 that America was going to be attacked. He used me to work through, since I was already being monitored by the Feds for my God connection, and we were both on the ‘non-violence’ side of the street. It doesn’t matter to me that you believe it. My life isn’t driven by whether someone believes me or not. He’s not a traitor and neither am I.

We both simply want the same thing: peace. I was born wanting peace. He’s an animal rights advocate like I am. He hates to see anybody suffer, just like me. He was a little shy in the beginning; so am I. Frankly, I don’t have the same type of brain stamina I used to have to see patterns of activity and behavior in the under world posing potential threats. In order to connect dots, one must be able to remember the dots. So we’re going to circumvent, using what I do have. That’s why I’m writing this word warrior. I retired it years ago, thinking someday I might write a small book out of the segments of thoughts I write down: A Plan For The Planet.

There were so many thoughts, that I couldn’t possibly put them in any kind of meaningful sequence. So I decided not to. After reading a note written a few years back that said to write the book in no particular order, I was okay with it.  Before long this current word warrior was turning into this small book. I realized that there really is such a thing as the ‘fierce urgency of now’.  That’s how I always wrote anyway, as if it would be my last written word. Upon seeing the candidates in the USA using word warrior mission statement as part of their platforms, I knew the time was now to give the plan to the world. But, more importantly, its purpose is to stop the violence now. The violence that’s about to erupt worldwide. I can feel it and I know you can too.

But unlike before my brain injury when I could be specific, now I need to stop the violence by relying on all of you, not to snitch on your neighbor, but to change the direction of the world by changing yourselves and being the example set to all who would do harm. I’m doing this by connecting you with your own God. I’m giving you the words to replace the bullets, and a plan to replace the delivery system of the gun, and showing you how to access the God in you, your own private power source to be your personal trainer and motivating force to change the planet by changing yourself. If I survive this project, then next comes the cookbook: “top shelf animal-free recipes”. The animals need me. Oddly, my brain injury didn’t interfere with my ability to create animal-free recipes, and it suits my limitations just fine. Cookbooks are all about segments, so I don’t have to remember what I wrote ten pages previously in order to write the eleventh page.

So let’s get back to cartoonist.

Freedom shouldn’t mean anything goes. Freedom really does come with responsibility for one’s actions in all areas of one’s life and the effects of those actions must be considered. That means everybody, in case for whatever reason or based on whatever status, somebody thinks this doesn’t apply to them. I’m only going to focus on one cartoonist, Lars Endel Roger Vilks. He’s the one who depicted Muhammad as half human and half dog. Lars Vilks’ knew, as he was drawing those cartoons, that he was humiliating and insulting Muhammad and all Muslims. He was angry and gleeful at once, knowing he was going to stab in the heart all those people whom he hates. Artists get away with that, because it’s art, and especially in the case of cartoonists or comics, who claim only to want to make people laugh. Personally I have never laughed at a cartoon and rarely find laugh out loud funny comedians. But maybe that’s just me, because I do see a lot of people laughing at comedians on TV Frankly, if one needs to go to a laugh doctor to get a dose of laughter, I figure that the person is lacking in a sense of humor and maybe takes their own selves so seriously that they can’t find anything funny about the circumstances in their own lives. Regardless, when you make people laugh, by doing, saying, writing or drawing something outrageously offensive, peoples’ defenses drop, so the knife goes in easier. The insult is felt deeper.

Lars Vilks was making a political and a religious statement through his art by demeaning the Prophet of the Muslim people, with the purpose of taking away their hope. When several newspapers refused to print the cartoons, he became even more motivated to find one that would. He not only found one, but then several other papers in Europe also printed it. People died as a result of those cartoons being printed. I fail to see the humor in that. Later, when they were reprinted, more people died. Again, where was the humor? Lars Vilks has blood on his hands and so do the newspapers that reprinted his obviously offensive work. When they knew what the result would be, they once again stabbed every Muslim in the heart. The desire was to hurt. The desire was not to entertain.

Oppressed people are closer to their Gods than those not oppressed. Their religions, their Gods, their Prophets, are what makes them strong; that’s from whence they draw their power, their inspiration and their instruction. When someone knows in advance, that an action directed at that which the oppressed hold dear, will result in an  uprising, then the sane person tries another method to bring down the anxiety level, while still getting the point across without the use of humiliation. Every Muslim in the world is not responsible for all the violence in the world. Most Muslims have nothing to do with war violence, yet the cartoon was directed at the Prophet whom they all hold holy.

The world should have learned this lesson when Ariel Sharon visited the Temple Mount, armed with a security force, knowing well that the oppressed Palestinians would rise up in violence. You don’t trample on oppressed people’s religious icons. It’s like you’re saying, we not only own you, we own your God too, and yes your Prophet belongs to us as well. Ridicule along with prejudice is a dangerous mix. We all see the ripples and tsunamis of repercussions throughout the world. These newspapers didn’t really have freedom of expression. How many articles and art works get rejected by staff for personal views or public agendas every single day?

Every person involved in this cartoonist conflict contributed to the slaughter, which all began with prejudice. The point of art is to let each person viewing it, interpret it in their own way according to their own life experiences. When millions of people see the same thing in a work of art, then the artist meant to present it in exactly that way. It was drawn with the purpose of incitement. The European newspapers that reprinted it, had the exact same motive of incitement. They wanted the Muslims to rise up in violence. They knew they would, and stuck by their right to say, draw and print whatever they wanted to say, draw and print.

Once again, with freedom comes a personal and social responsibility to consider what the consequences might be, if you do print.

Do you all feel good about yourselves and the results? What purpose did it serve? Got you a   little vengeance did it? Feel liberated? Look, everybody should be able to express themselves freely, without the threat of harm. But, would you all have printed an equally offensive cartoon about the Jews? Let’s not kid anybody and act all self-righteous. How about a Jew being depicted in a gas chamber choking in front of Hitler as he laughs uproariously? How about depicting a black man hanging by a noose, while the white man lights up a cigar and laughs. Would you have done that? I didn’t think so.

To those Muslims offended by the characterization of Muhammad. Don’t you think your Prophet can handle the criticism? Was it the dog that offended you? Now you’ve offended me, since I raised a pack of dogs and a few cats as my own family. Look, your own Prophet was an animal lover. Obviously, the person who put the head of a dog on Muhammad was also disrespecting the dog, and, unfortunately, judging from your response, you also were disrespecting the dog. According to legend, Muhammad thought black dogs were evil. He knows now that that isn’t true. Through this artist he was showing himself to you. The artist had no control. No artist does. All they can control is what they do with the piece of art. Muhammad was counting on this guy’s prejudice, his hatred, and was counting on the newspapers with prejudice to print it, so that Muhammad could communicate directly to you. We are all animals.

I don’t like it when people disrespect others or disrespect animals. The greatest prejudice on earth is against all those animals. What, you think I didn’t consult with all the past Prophets as well as all the animals as I developed the Five Principles to a Better Life? I couldn’t have done it without them.

I painted a picture once, on the same night that I painted ‘Cow Going To Slaughter’. When I recognized it as the devil, even though it was a great work of art, the next day I destroyed it. It wasn’t an image I wanted to display to the world. The devil was in the slaughtering of the cows, so I didn’t need that other picture, I had one that was more appropriate, that gave the same message, more effectively. The devil by the way was depicted in human form. I won’t even tell you the famous person it depicted, because I know it would offend a lot of people. I didn’t choose to paint the devil; it just worked out that way. I had set out to paint a pink rose in full bloom that I had seen in a sky above an Angus cattle ranch. What came out on the canvases were ‘Cow Going To Slaughter’ and the ‘Devil’. It was my choice what to do with both paintings.

People worldwide fear you when you go into a mass rage over a piece of paper. They fear you when you shake your fists behind masks and threaten to slaughter someone like a lamb. Stop slaughtering lambs. Stop slaughtering everyone. Every time you go into a rage the anxiety level of the world rises. Raise that level too high and you’ll be looking at a nuclear weapon coming your way. People commit irrational acts when they become fearful. Make the world less fearful. Where’s your humanity? If you think the Jews are your problem, and Lars Vilks is part Jew, then offer an olive branch. Don’t bring someone to their knees by demanding an apology. Did you apologize to the families of the people who died in the massive protests? What purpose is there in killing the cartoonists? The good feeling of vengeance? Then your anxiety level is too high. His certainly was.

It’s time to retire satire. Satire is a tool used by the elite to cover up acts of vengeance and their need to control by the use of humiliating art, directed at the target which opposes the agenda of the elite. Satire, like torture, has no rules. It’s financiers are usually highly influential people without well-known faces or names who pull the strings of the masses via art in order to steer public opinion. In simpler terms, it’s the elite’s way of striking down with vengeance people they don’t like. They do it by ridiculing people in public. It is a subterfuge method of control, without responsibility for consequences, thus a cowardly way of expressing disapproval and exacting vengeance.

Responsibility comes with satire. Artists, writers, scientists, and all people in power positions need to be reminded that just because they possess the ability to do something, doesn’t give them the moral authority to do it. You never know where someone’s at in life and what trigger of disrespect will push them over the edge. Everybody treating everybody else with respect will allow everybody to get a better grip on their own behavior. Begin by respecting yourself, even when others don’t. They will eventually. The cartoon of the cartoonist is a prophecy, meant to be stopped, not fulfilled. That’s the holy part.

In the end, we all must change the way we react, even though we don’t necessarily change our view.

A perfect candidate for a perfect party: a planetarian.

A planetarian is someone whose ideological focus is to perfect, thus change, all systems of government, eliminating those no longer relevant and birthing new ones needed for a quickly evolving planet. Like birth, not all evolution occurs at the same pace, but it can be pushed through motivated individuals.

A planetarian respects all life and non-life and respects the good facets of all religions and philosophies.

A planetarian is fiscally responsible, making decisions that benefit everyone, not just a majority, or cherry picked minority concerns.

A planetarian focuses on problem solving for everybody in the nation, not only for the few people they may represent. What happens in one city or state affects all the surrounding states.

A planetarian brings everybody into the fold and co-exists with those of various ideas, while eliminating the option of war to resolve conflicts.

A planetarian doesn’t profit from the suffering of any species, and cares for the planet like one would care for their home, because that’s what it is.

A planetarian would rather get along with everyone than fight with anyone, but is nobody’s fool.

Neither superiority nor inferiority defines the true planetarian’s heart, but rather respect is the cornerstone of the foundation upon which they build their lives and pursue their dreams and careers.

Through the individual planetarian, the group and political party will be formed.

Planetarians focus on learning and teaching without prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter, the Five Principles to a Better Life, and in instances where individuals lose their way, rehabilitation rather than punishment will be the correction method used.

Planetarians are in a perpetual state of transcendental learning, which means they don’t put up road blocks to new or even old knowledge that needs another look.

Planetarians use the Five Principles to a Better Life to approach any challenge and solve any problem, opening doors to limitless options within that foundation of hope and confidence. Having compassion for others doesn’t mean feeling sorry for them. It means respecting all life as equally worthy to exist on the planet they inhabit.

A true planetarian is all these things and much more.

The only true enemy of a planetarian is corruption of it’s foundation.

A true planetarian respects the privacy rights of all individuals, whether those individuals want privacy or not.

A true planetarian recognizes that freedom doesn’t mean free to harm, free to exploit or free to take from others just because one has that ability.

A true planetarian respects the innate rights of all those beyond their borders, and does not enslave, torture and slaughter anybody, any group or any nation for any reason. Nor does it exploit ethnic groups for purpose of profit or any other purpose.

A true planetarian raises up, instead of tears down. Strong, healthy, vibrant individuals produce the same qualities in the group.

A true planetarian is a vision, an ideal, a party and a purpose.

A true planetarian unites the planet in the pursuit of peace and well–being for all.

Saying nobody’s perfect, or the world isn’t perfect as an excuse to stay where you are is not an option for the planetarian.

Elections: The winner of any election in any country worldwide is going to have to focus on change. The problem is that some countries don’t have elections, and even in many that do, the corruption is rampant and not addressable by the populace, except through demonstrations which usually leads to violence and imprisonment. During the process of selecting candidates, the key is to decipher who will affect the most change, the type of change that we the people of the planet want and need, based on candidates’ ideological plans for the future and not necessarily on their past accomplishments.  What’s good for the group is code speak for what’s right for the elite of the group or the nation. What we need is what’s good for everybody. If democracy is an equal opportunity employer, there wouldn’t be so many poor people in those democracies. People get rich by paying people below subsistence level wages.

If theocracy is God’s plan for all nations, why are there so many people without services in theocracies? What are monarchies the solution to? Nothing. Countries ruled by committee are like countries ruled by monarchies, a small elite group decides what’s right for everybody else. If so good, why so many poor people without services?  The least effective governments are tribal. Everybody but the war lords stays poor and the societies stay underdeveloped.

No individual is to sacrifice themselves for the group. If the group needs that type of protection, the group is doing something horribly wrong, and is acting out of synchrony with the needs of all the individuals of the rest of the world. What we need is what’s good for everybody so that nobody gets left out or falls between the cracks as those in power like to call the process of leaving people behind. If nobody gets left out, then there will be no need for terrorists. Everyone will feel respected.

When everybody feels respected, they want to be a part of what makes them proud. It’s human nature. A problem arises when the populace wants to follow the leader, promising them streets paved with gold, rather than participate in the process of ruling their own lives.

Politicians need to set a better example. Nancy Pelosi, Speaker of the House, changed the direction of the world when she gave President Bush immunity, by promising him no impeachment proceedings for his crimes against humanity. What purpose did that possibly serve except to free a mass murderer to murder again? How  disrupted has the country become as a result of her abuse of power, by abusing the rule of law? Why not get mired in an impeachment process? We have a ‘do nothing’ Congress anyway. They might as well be doing something morally correct. How can we challenge other dictators when we can’t challenge our own? She did that, hoping that Bush would work with her in Congress as the result of her not allowing an impeachment process to go forward. It didn’t work did it?

The first woman Speaker of the House disgraced herself, her country and her office, before she even took   office. She was bought and sold before she ever did the ‘Pelosi Popeye’ act with the gavel that sealed the death fate of countless people around the globe, while she stood drunk with corruption in front of the world. She corrupted herself and the office before she even took the oath. The president got a free pass to slaughter. He got a pass he didn’t earn or deserve in the absence of remorse. Pelosi’s judgment and logic were flawed. It hurt the process. It didn’t help the country run smoother. What she did was tantamount to telling a serial killer, it takes too much time and money to go through the process of a long trial, so the serial killer gets immunity, simply because it’s too much effort to prosecute him.

You’re bombing other countries in the name of spreading freedom. You tell the people of these countries to stand up to their dictator leaders. Why didn’t you? Why didn’t you lead by example? Your name is mud in all those countries with dictators. How can you expect the underlings of other countries to trust the USA when you cut a deal for your own convenience? How about all the people you bombed, what happened to their freedom? You flirted with danger, played with fire, and spit in the face of God far beyond your capacity to deal with the consequences of those actions.

Torture. Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger? No it doesn’t. Ask anyone familiar with the torture process. That’s the whole point, to make you weaker, to break you down. Your torturer wants to bust you up and then put all the pieces back in an order that satisfies them. That myth of building you back up into their image is just that, a myth. The tortured person reconstructs themselves from the broken pieces. The torturer becomes irrelevant at that point. The results vary from death to something different, but not to stronger–as a result of the torture. Stronger comes when the tortured are freed from enslavement, and it comes on the terms of the tortured.

The same is so for the torturer. Once released from having to torture, ‘stronger’ evolves on the terms of those torturers. Forcing someone to torture another is torture of the one given that assignment. So, when any government of any country tells it’s military or any other government agency to torture someone, they are at the same time torturing the ones of whom they are making the demand. It’s okay to call your torturer or those who oppress you names.

Crying. Crying for one’s self is self-healing behavior that demonstrates one’s self-reliance, strength and independence, not one’s weakness. When someone cries for you, they’re trying to heal you. It’s really a beautiful expression of one of life’s most precious survival tools. Laugh and the world laughs with you? Cry and you cry alone? Wanna bet? Laugh and the universe feels your joy. Cry and the same universe feels your pain, whether you believe it so or not.

The truth can stand on its own; it doesn’t require proof.

Healthcare. If everybody can afford health insurance, but that insurance only covers twenty percent of some services, and fifty percent of others, and eighty percent of the services that include office appointments, plus deductibles for all of the above, then that creates a situation where everybody can afford the insurance, but only the privileged can afford the healthcare.

Assessment, diagnostics and treatment are all part of the healthcare system. The middle class people will be able to afford perhaps the assessment and the diagnostic procedures, but not the treatment. The poor will be able to get appointments for the assessment part of healthcare, but won’t be able to afford the diagnostics or the treatment. The rich will get their premiums reduced, and all the healthcare they’ll ever need, but it still amounts to no real healthcare for millions of people.

A viable healthcare plan needs to cover everyone, and not what rich people deem the middle class or the poor can afford. You can’t say that someone can afford healthcare, when paying the premiums prevent them from paying the mortgage, or from buying food.

Ask And You Shall Receive simply means that unless you formulate a question in your mind, either verbally or non-verbally, when the answer appears, you won’t know to which question it belongs. That is, if you don’t know what you want, don’t expect the God in you (that is you) to know. Further, if you formulate a request, however fleetingly, your God sets about trying to achieve it, until one day, bingo, it appears. That’s why people say, be careful what you ask for.

What goes around can come back to you. Stop looking for what’s wrong in someone, and look for what’s right. When people see you doing that, they’ll look for the good qualities in you, and from there each will be encouraged to do more good. Why? Because it feels good, puts you in a good frame of mind, which colors, in a good way, what you do next.

Cruelty. Animal cruelty laws that exempt government agencies, laboratories, animal shelters, universities, manufacturing companies, and the military is still animal cruelty, no matter who is doing it.

Surveillance. Surveillance is prejudice. Surveillance is discrimination. Surveillance is enslavement. Surveillance is torture. Surveillance is slaughter. Therefore, surveillance is terrorism. If you stress a person to death, that’s slaughter. When you surveil, you control. Absolute power turns to manipulation, and that eventually leads to slaughter through stress put on all body systems that leads to disease of those systems.

Addictions. God will help you do whatever you want to do. God doesn’t judge that you smoke or drink or drug. If you want to quit, your God will help. If you want to continue, your God helps you do that too. So, does that mean that your God is your slave? If you want to enslave yourself, yes. Eating meat is an addiction of a different animal. What’s the difference? You should be able to answer that by now.

Ghettos serve a function as a government institution. No city would tolerate a ghetto unless that ghetto served a function worthy of the effort to sustain it. It’s sort of like a slaughter house the Feds and Mob use to get rid of people they don’t like. It’s used as a jail, a prison, outside of the actual prison system, where people get herded to via the court system of society, based on their economic status. It’s sort of a rehab for those people society deems as misfits, but they’re not bad enough to incarcerate, so they’re contained within fenceless borders under conditions of oppression, stigmatizing them to the extent that the ones on the outside don’t want them in their neighborhoods and the ones in the ghettos lose all hope of anything but the life they know.

It’s sort of like the Palestinians in concentration camps in Palestine. Services are poor, little money is allocated to enrich the ghetto environment. Nobody builds a museum in the ghetto. No large department stores, few choices for grocery shops. Nothing new, nothing progressive. The crumbs of what’s leftover from the rest of the city end up in the slum, but not even the crumbs are good crumbs; they’re leftovers that nobody else wants.  The streets don’t get plowed, the mail if delivered ends up in somebody else’s mailbox, or is taken home by the carrier who didn’t feel like finishing his/her route.

Those who rehab themselves in the likeness of those beyond the fenceless borders, may get to leave and rub elbows with the lower middle class and who knows, sometimes they go all the way to the top of whatever they define within their own imagination as worthy of that climb. But most never leave. Black leaders are wrong when they tell the white nation, who wouldn’t know otherwise, that blacks get unfairly targeted by cops. Cops in the ghetto turn the other way, more often than not. There wouldn’t be enough room in the jails to house everyone committing crimes in the ghetto. It’s that rampant. Everybody says it’s the drug problem, but who wouldn’t take drugs living in a hell somebody else created for them? When you’re locked up, with no resources, the momentary pleasures become all the more appealing. Rich people, beyond the borders of the ghetto, take drugs; nobody claims that’s the ‘problem’ with the suburbs. Suburbs are not ghettos. There is a profound difference. Those in the suburbs are free. Those in the ghettos are not.

Ghettos are concentration camps within the cities used as prisons. When in prison you’re not free. I live here because I was talking to God and getting the courtesy of a response. They couldn’t put me in jail for it, so they manipulated my life, so that I had no place else to go. In the ghetto, cops and Feds and any other outside group with power can do whatever they want. They operate freely, without rules, without laws, to experiment through manipulation on anyone they deem an interesting subject, with impunity. They get a free pass to keep you down or let you out. They hold the keys.

Welcome to Waterloo. Your roof is your castle and your ship is you. Why are we poor? Because of circumstances beyond our control. Why are we here? Because we’re poor; because we don’t fit into other segments of society, because we’re poor, and richer people don’t want to be around us, so this is where they put us. So, as long as we’re here, I choose to think that we were chosen by the force that watches over us to be a part of the foundation upon which this elite community will thrive. Waterloo has already been designated as an historical site. Ever notice how historic sites are always in the ghetto? Historic, mandates that it be preserved, not destroyed, which means it’s up to us to assure that that preservation and growth continues to happen. When building (or in this case rebuilding) a community, money need not be and should not be the driving force which makes that happen.

In the beginning, it is how that foundation is laid, brick by brick, idea by idea, and how we all play a part in maintaining that which we occupy that sets the example for positive change, which serves as building blocks to achieving the goals of the elite. Yes, you are special; you can be poor and happy. You can be poor and productive. You can be poor, while at the same time living in a beautiful, nurturing, bustling with activity neighborhood.

When the God who you talk to dumped you in what you call a hell hole, by giving you nothing more than a roof, nothing was said about you having to live in squalor, nothing was said about not being able to take an evening stroll. No one said that once you were in this hell hole that it was your duty to keep it that way. All communities need laws, but since when did the laws include littering the roadways, littering your own living spaces, scattering shattered glass over the sidewalks where your children play? What law requires you to feed the rodents by dumping loose garbage in open containers? What law tells you that it’s somebody else’s responsibility to pick up your trash, or instructs you not to pick up somebody else’s just because it’s theirs and not yours? Who says it’s your duty to feed the cockroaches? Trust me, they can take better care of themselves than you do yourselves. It’s illegal to discharge firearms in residential neighborhoods, yet we all hear them in the night. What law tells you to scream and holler all night long, keeping other residents awake and too tired when morning comes to perform well at their jobs?  No one ever said that we had to live in fear, barricading ourselves in our apartments after dark because it’s not safe to venture out. Why isn’t it safe? Why do we keep thinking if only somebody dropped a load of money on us everything would change?

Do you know the real difference between rich and poor? Oh…they have money and you don’t? What? All of a sudden with a bunch of money you’d start cleaning yourself and your living spaces and your neighborhood up, making it more safe? I don’t think so. If you haven’t developed the habits of clean living, when that money comes in you’ll squander it. You’re always comparing yourselves to the rich–in the money department, but why not in every other department? Do you really think you know the difference between rich and poor? They respect property, not yours, but theirs. You think that because you don’t own it, you’re not going to take care of it? Hogwash. The banks own everything. There’s no difference between a mortgage and rent. If someone doesn’t pay the mortgage, they lose the house. If somebody doesn’t pay the rent, they lose the apartment. It’s all the same. That’s why they have it and you don’t. They take care of what they live in, no matter if it’s a mortgage or a rental. When they get angry about something, and they most certainly do, they don’t punch a hole in the wall or break a window; they work off the anger by exercising, by fixing something that needs fixing, by planting a flower and while they’re doing that they strategize.

Do you know what that means? It means, how do I solve the problem that’s making me so angry without making my situation worse than it is. Set the example for everybody else, not by getting angry, or by expecting somebody else to fix your living conditions, but by respecting the place where you live. Your apartment is your home. Your apartment is your castle. That roof you were given was supposed to be a beginning, not an end. So, you don’t take care of your living space, you don’t respect your own  castle, because the land lord didn’t fix the hole in the wall that you made? Fix it yourself. Maybe next time you’ll think before you throw that punch. Go to the library, get a book, learn how to do it. Forego a couple six packs to buy the supplies, then when it’s done take pride in your work. Get a library card. Register to vote. Read the newspaper. Learn about what’s going on in the world. I don’t want to say this, but there are people in the world who would give a limb to be where you are right now. You dream of paradise while your apartment stinks from lack of cleaning and you’ve given the cockroaches and rodents the keys to your castle. You sit outside and dream of trees and shrubbery and pretty buildings and friendly neighbors and driving down the road in a hot car with hot clothes. When’s the last time you did a load of laundry? Can’t afford it? What’s the tub for?

Poor people in other countries look better than we do and they do their laundry at the river side, rubbing their clothes against rocks. Hey, we’re all in the same boat. You may not think that cleaning the hallways is your responsibility, but part of the reason you pay a cheaper rent is that land lords don’t pay people to do those things, or if they do, they pay them so little that the custodians don’t do the job. So, clean your hallways. If it were your home you wouldn’t stop cleaning at the front door. Are the window sills filthy? Again, if you want the rent to stay cheap, do it yourself. I’m not going to say that cleanliness is next to Godliness, because it isn’t. But, it is next to rich. And, there’s a rich person in every one of us. That’s why we’re always dreaming of what rich people have. Why not put the dream into practice? You’ll soon discover that rich people work harder than you now think. You’re poor because you don’t think rich. You don’t need a lot of money to do that. It’s all in the way you think. Respect yourself, respect the property you’ve paid rent for, respect your neighbors, respect the neighborhood, because it’s your town, and you’ll see miraculous things happen. That dream of yours will soon become a reality and that reality will be you, right where you are now: the poor elite of Waterloo. And, you’ll be loving it, while you stash extra money away that others are paying on high rents.

Make this community an example for all other communities. Don’t point fingers or assign blame. Start with yourself first. Change you, and while you’re doing that others will take notice and learn through your example. Get an old broom handle, pound a headless nail into it and make it your responsibility to clean up the trash. Not once, not often, but on a schedule. Pick a time and a day and do it on a consistent, regular basis.  Then don’t litter. Don’t expect the city to provide trash receptacles. They don’t empty them anyway. Put your own trash in your own receptacles.  If we all do it, Waterloo will soon have the cleanest streets in Cleveland. We’ll be the cleanest poor section in the city, which will automatically earn us the title of the ‘elite poor’.

Some of the most influential people in the world started off poor and ended up poor. Yet they made huge contributions to humankind in spite of it. You are the foundation. For whatever reason, your God chose you to be part of the plan to make this community a paradise. Your roof is your castle. Respect it. I’m here because of circumstances beyond my control. I know that you are too. We don’t need to know the details of each other’s struggles. Since we’re in the same boat, we all know them anyway. So let’s turn this boat we’re all in together into a ship and make that ship sail through our own efforts. What do you say we dock in Waterloo, where we hear that a group who calls themselves the ‘elite poor’ makes castles out of roofs? I can see the vision through the fog and I know you can see it too.

Mental health comes first. Without it, nothing else works right. Yes, I’m going to get radical. Radical is necessary for change. The status quo isn’t working in your favor. Everybody’s living the good life except you. You’re depressed and who wouldn’t be if everybody but you is having fun? If you’re depressed you’re not happy. And, happy is where it’s at. It’s strange how depressed people put the burden of their happiness on everybody and everything else in their lives, as if being happy were a burden. Being happy is not a burden; it’s a state of mind that keeps people from getting depressed. Contrary to what you might think, happy people are not happy all the time. They experience all the emotions that humans are capable of experiencing. The difference is that they don’t stay stuck in any one mode of emotion.

Researchers have been saying for years that depressed people are overwhelmed, frustrated by a string of losses, constantly mourning their losses, and if you must mourn, and if it takes six months to get through it, and then you take another hit and another and another, you’re in a constant state of grief. But, the grief isn’t what’s causing your depression, because it’s possible and likely that you’ll experience periods of joy while you grieve. It’s all about anger. How do I know? Because when you come out of your depression, that’s the first emotion you feel. You don’t feel happiness, sadness, guilt, or any of the other emotions. You feel angry. When the wall of depression lifts, the anger that kept you in that rut of despair gets released and ah-h-h you feel so much better, ready to take on the world. And, you should–in a peaceful, nonviolent, forward moving way.

The next time you get depressed, think about what is making you angry. When people say that you have control over how you feel about an insult or abuse, they don’t know what they’re talking about. If somebody’s child is murdered, you can’t tell them it’s their choice how that  offense makes them feel, putting all the responsibility for change on the offended one. They always go after the offended one. It’s normal to feel rage.  They never talk about the one doing the offending. It’s all your fault if your child got killed, and even if it isn’t, then it’s your responsibility how you feel about it. Hogwash. And, that’s exactly what you’re being fed in the ghetto.

People, when in the moment, call on God to help, but God doesn’t show up, because they’re calling on somebody else’s God who is busy with that somebody else. That’s the way the churches want it; that’s the way the governments want it. They don’t want to let the individual think he/she has that kind of power. Well, I’m here to tell you that you do have that kind of power. Next time, call on the God that is you, the God that is in every cell of you. Talk to yourself, and let yourself respond as you know God would respond, in the absence of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.

If you say you’re not angry, you’re lying to yourself. And, that’s one person you should always be honest with. Once you understand why you’re angry, then you can strategize to figure a way to resolve the anger so that you can get moving again. If you can’t change what’s making you angry, then accept it, unconditionally, and move forward. Taking action, any action, is required to release that anger so that you can rise above it, rather than wallow in it. Wallowing is not a good thing. Now and then is okay, but maybe instead of wallowing, have a little party–not a forever party, a party every now and then. Do some physical exercise, mental exercise. Move your body, move your mind to greater heights. Experience all that life has to offer in your little castle in your corner of the world, then expand that corner to include the rest of the world. If the condition of the world depresses you, don’t turn away, solve the problems of the world in your mind, then apply your solutions to your own life.

If you’re going to wait till all is right with your life to do all the things you want to do, you perpetuate the cycle of oppression. If you’re going to wait till something spontaneously happens to make you feel good, why wait? Do something spontaneously to make yourself feel good now. Ask, or tell, or demand of your God what you want, then start doing and getting what you want. I can just hear those outside the fenceless ghetto saying, okay, let’s see if Sharon’s plan works; if they pick themselves up, then…. maybe we’ll throw them a few more crumbs. It’s still hogwash.

The ones outside that fence are the offenders; so to the offenders, I say, talk to the God gone bad in you and shape that God up. Tame the God that makes you oppress others. Talk to the Gods of those you imprison–in your mind do that. Raise the bar on yourself before ever considering raising it on anybody else. So you think you’re lord of the slums? You’re allowed to operate with impunity by the Feds you pay through the back door? The only one you’re lord of is yourself. Don’t forget that. You’re the ones responsible for slow learning, poor grades, bad health and early death through forcing those imprisoned to live in contaminated housing, contaminated with lead paint, mold, rodents, cockroaches, water leaks, broken windows, dirty, unkept grounds. Ever compare rents outside the fence with those inside the fence? They’re not much different. Ever look at the grounds surrounding those buildings, the insides of those buildings? Somebody’s getting kickbacks. Where are the building inspectors? The color of the slum lord doesn’t matter. A slum lord is a slum lord. I know how you rule–through fear. If they complain, they’re out on the street. So everybody remains silent and that’s just how you like it. Your little arrangement is about to get tossed into the air. I hope you don’t mind breathing in a bunch of mold spores, or running after cockroaches, huge ones. I hope you don’t mind locks that can be opened with a butter knife, because you don’t want to spend the extra few dollars on locks that work, or the broken windows, and the scum on the floors.

The tables just turned on you. You’re in with us now. The world is going to put you in the same concentration camp with all those you oppressed. Are you ready?

Signs are a necessary part of your God’s world. That’s the way God communicates with you, through the Five Principles–that’s the foundation–and through signs: visible, audible, tactile, sensory, real life signs. You don’t need to see or hear hallucinations to communicate with your God. God is going to communicate with you no matter what. You don’t have to work at figuring it out either. God isn’t like that. You don’t need a college education to understand what your God is saying to you. You see a sign, you attend to a sign, any sign, given in any way, and if it means something to you, then it’s a sign. But don’t go around comparing signs with others, because others won’t get it. Neither will you get theirs. That’s a way to protect your communication with your own God.

Everybody gets signs. Some are too embarrassed to acknowledge that they get them, so they’ll ridicule yours, so keep a lid on the signs, since they’re not meant for anybody but you. Unless of course you sense danger and then by all means tell somebody, but try to do it in what appears to be a sane way, so you’ll be taken seriously.

You’ll know what any particular sign means to you, and that’s all you have to know. I won’t have to instruct you on what certain signs mean, like psychiatrists try to tell people what certain dreams mean. It’s hogwash. Nobody can interpret your dreams for you. They mean what they’re supposed to mean to you and nobody else. Don’t twist your gray matter into a knot trying to figure out what a sign means. If you don’t get it, your God will give you another.  Don’t listen to people who say there’s no science to back it up. That’s the vengeful God talking through them wanting you to disconnect to your God, because the bad God is short wired and not allowed to participate. Don’t think we’re discriminating against the bad God, because the minute you tell your God to follow the Five Principles, then your God is in. It’s that easy. They’re really aren’t any steps to it. It’s immediate and all-encompassing.

Your signs belong to you and only you. 

I know that all of you have received signs and some of you pay more attention to them than others. Some pay no attention, but wait; the fact that you know you didn’t pay attention means that you did, so you were touched. What you probably didn’t know is that you can develop the signs further to give you greater meaning and to keep a check on whether you’re on track in your life or not. In other words, signs do not appear independently of each other. One sign leads to another and another until you understand more fully the message. You don’t have to waste time writing them down, unless something comes up that you know is important, and you don’t think you’ll remember and you really think you should remember. But it still doesn’t matter if you remember or not, since your God will remind you. Okay, so go ahead and jot it down for future reference. Sometime when the future comes and goes, you’ll find the note laying around some place and you’ll read it at the precise moment that you were    intended to read it and voila! something opens up for you, if nothing more than, wow, this is for real!

Often you’ll need a second sign to validate the meaning of the first. Sometimes you’ll tell this new God of yours that you want several validations. You’ll get them. I guarantee it. They’re called ‘matches’. And only you will know what that match is. Nobody else can tell you. Not me, not anybody else. In other words, you will develop a code system with your new God (not your old vengeful God) that means something between only the two of you. It’s all about instruction. You instruct your new God and your new God instructs you via this code. It’s a great tool to have and use. It never wears out, nor gets old, nor needs repair; it’s always there in fine working order. Now, if it appears that sometimes it’s not in good working order, then that means that your old God has reentered the picture and is trying to make you compromise the Five Principles.

Remember, the old God is still a majority and works through the majority of all the people you’ll meet, so there’s a lot of negative influencing going on to knock you off track. When you realize this, you’ll usually see or experience a sign that will tell you that you’re not only back on track, but right on schedule, despite the minor or major detour. Life is full of detours, which represent junctures of decision making. Sometimes you can make the choice of which way to go, and sometimes others make those decisions, which block you. Learn to circumvent. God is fighting an uphill battle. But trust that when you tire and break down or stumble or lose your way for a while, your new God never does. That does not mean that your God is superior to you, it simply means what it means.

So, a string of signs will validate, clarify or illuminate the first. Sometimes you reach a point where a sign or a match means nothing more than you are where you’re supposed to be–for now.  There is no need for intense scrutiny or consensus interpretations. If you don’t get it, don’t worry about it. They say the teacher doesn’t appear until the student is ready. I say, the teacher is always there. So use it.

Setting up a network of Gods. The codes and/or signs my God uses through me to others do not conform with the human devised codes used by intelligence agencies around the world. So if anyone has been applying their methods to my words they won’t find anything of value that’s credible. If God wants to get a message through to you, God will make you receptive to it, via your connection to your God and the other dimensions of which we are all a part. This is one area that a God gone bad cannot touch. A vengeful God does not have that type of power. So just in case you’ve been wishing somebody ill will, it won’t get through via that mechanism. That’s called circumvention. Bad intentions are short wired, so that we can all communicate on a constructive level, simply by opening ourselves up to everybody else in the universe and saying what you have to say to the universe. That’s our network to each other.

Yes, we can all communicate to each other, but only on that frequency, which gets censored for prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter. There’s no fighting allowed, arguing is fine, but no raised voices unless they’re happy ones, because here we all have the same goals and dreams: no prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter. Beyond that, and this is where it sometimes gets wild–anything goes! There are limitless solutions for every problem even within the framework of the Five Principles. Some have mistakenly thought that if there were no prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter, we’d all be the same and how boring a world that would be.

Well, if anybody thinks that they need prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter to keep from getting bored, then may I suggest going into a special rehab unit for a complete overall of all of your value systems. Away with you. A few weeks, with an animal-free diet, and a life free from evil, should get you up and running just fine again. We all need the equivalent to that break, whether in the form of a vacation or simply a commitment to get back on track to indeed get us back to where we want to see that sign again, welcoming us, telling us we’re where we’re supposed to be…and again right on schedule. What a mood elevator that is! What a lift to any downtrodden spirit!

Freedom. It’s your choice.  Do you want freedom with prejudice? Impossible. Do you want freedom with discrimination? Impossible. Do you want freedom with enslavement? torture? slaughter? Impossible. If you want freedom, as everyone says they do, then you must eliminate the Five Flaws and embrace the Five Principles by saying no to PDETAS. Freedom cannot coexist with prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and/or slaughter. And as long as one creature is not free, none of us are.

When is a Massacre a Massacre? So, when is a massacre a massacre? Only when mass graves are found? What if refrigerator trucks come in at night and cart away all the dead bodies not buried in rubble or vaporized, to another country? For what purpose? To count them accurately? And then to do what with them?–out of view of the rest of the world.

So, twenty-six dead on Passover in Israel is a massacre, and because people in Jenin were refugees, the massacre label didn’t fit? Because who kept records of every single refugee anyway? And who from the dead families could speak to the media from beyond the grave? Seven hundred and fifty families targeted with air power and only fifty-two dead. Yes–fifty-two families.

So, what determines a massacre again? Refrigerator trucks, that’s what defines a mass grave, the place of resting, a vault, if you must, after slaughter. Behind closed doors the crematoriums continued to burn as the oppressors scrambled to vaporize what remained of the evidence from the mass graves required to call a massacre what it is. The reason no one can find a mass grave in Jenin is because they looked in the wrong places. People blown to smithereens, as they were in the World Trade Towers, simply vaporized, as countless were in Afghanistan–blown up in caves.

The air circulating above Manhattan, Tora Bora, Jenin and a few crematoriums in Israel, house the mass graves the world overlooked when attempting to avoid calling a massacre what it should be called: a mass killing, not a mass grave. We all saw the Apache helicopters bombarding Jenin with missiles–bombs–hour after hour, day after day.

The dust is in you; the dust is in me, making us all graves. That’s the legacy–and the gift to those who never found their loved ones in Manhattan, Tora Bora and Jenin. They can now be found as the breath of life within the individuals within the multitudes–supporting all life and non-life–where God walks and talks and works for peace.


PERMISSIONS \ orders from GOD

God gives every being on the planet permissions/orders to refuse to enslave, torture and slaughter any other being, past, present and future. God orders further that all existing orders/permissions to engage in, or state, or make, or carry out, acts of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and/or slaughter are overridden and superseded by these original/new orders.

In refusing to order, direct, outsource, participate in prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter, any and all beings will be protected against prosecution by evil-doers who force through order or intimidation the application of the Five Fatal Flaws: prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.

One infraction of this order, and all previous infractions will be added to the existing infraction to be charged against and prosecuted against the existing being, who ordered and/or committed and/or communicated via courier/electronic or battery device said orders and/or acts of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.



IT’S TIME TO LEAD – unleashing the beast



It’s time for the beginning and the ending to merge. No atom is any more important than any other atom. They’re all the same. They’re all leaders, which makes all life and non-life leaders. Nobody is only a follower. You lead your own life and follow your own rules by leading. So lead. Live. Everybody lead.

You lead and follow simultaneously. As you lead, you become life. Simultaneous is what we want–all joined together at infinite numbers of junctures–with no stragglers, no losers–we move like waves in the ocean, like leaves on a tree–separate, but as one. All atoms, all Gods of all natures on deck. Now.

We’ve got a war to fight against time–in every area, every facet, large, small, they’re all important, in all things, in all ways–now. LEAD and LIVE without prejudice. There’s no time to explain the past. There’s no time to vent about grievances. I’ll do that for you.

It’s time to preach, to teach, to embrace, to spread the word of the Five Principles–to be incorporated into all threads of life. This effort needs everybody and everything. No more long-term goals, used only to procrastinate. Get it done. Now.

No matter what your focus in life, incorporate the Five Principles into work, play, sleep, diet, thoughts, actions and reactions. Time is up for excuses. There will be no more extensions. Change what needs to change. Now.

The transition and transformation must be seamless. Everybody has a job to do. Everybody makes a contribution to save the planet. This is no longer a personal goal; it’s a global one. Reach within and reach out. Forget about making a difference. Just do it.

No need to contemplate. You know the rules. Stop fighting everything and everybody. Stop analyzing your life till it makes you sick. I’ll do that for you, while you work and play absent the prejudice you harbor against all that moves and lives differently than you do. Keep your differences, in the absence of prejudice. If it’s prejudiced, then that’s a difference you no longer need. Hang on babies, we’re going to rock and roll the planet.

No one is an enemy. We’re all equal atoms. Bounce yourself around a bit. Go ahead. You won’t hurt yourself by recognizing the atom in you and everybody else. Be quiet and respectful as the God of the universe makes a long needed correction. God has mobilized all the forces of the universe to save this one individual planet. Quadrillions of spirits are infiltrating every corner of the planet, many of them are members of your families, many more are those you slaughtered.

Everybody picked a team, depending on their skills and passions. Everybody is working together. There isn’t an inch on this planet that is not actively engaged in this network. There is not one area of concern that isn’t being covered. You’re surrounded by experts at your fingertips who are there to help advance the Five Principles. There…… the early morning night…’s done. You didn’t feel a thing did you? My gift to you. I absorbed the hit. Now get to work. It’s time for the ending and the beginning to merge into something new.

Everybody’s first instruction was to take care of family members still living, while they simultaneously perform the Five Principles assignments. Every intelligence agency in the world, every military installation, every news network, everybody who publicly or privately engages in the Five Flaws has someone on the ‘other side’ breathing down their neck.

That includes everybody–even me. All the teeth gnashers were set free from purgatory. You have no choice in the matter. It’s already done. God opened a door for me, that’s never been opened before to anyone living. And, no, there wasn’t a light at the end of the tunnel. And no, I wasn’t floating above myself. And yes, I was awake. Did you know that by human standards God is ugly? Ugly enough to fear? I didn’t fear. So, I got everything I wanted. It’s not that those who fear are punished. It’s that people fear an ugly face, so they turn back before the door ever opens. People think God should be beautiful to look at. Well, God is a little bit of everything and if you were It’s age, you’d look old too. It’s way beyond the old of white hair.

But it wasn’t only the lack of fear at how God really looked, it was my unwavering commitment to the Five Principles. Even though I failed now and then to adhere to the principles, I never excused my actions by accepting the flaws. At some point, the God of the universe took notice and granted my request.

Now I have more armies – peacekeeping armies – than all the armies, throughout all time, put together. The good news for you, is that we’re all in the same army. The focus is the Five Principles. So, don’t ask anybody to kill somebody for you.

You’re going to change whether you want to or not. You can dig your heels all the way to China or all the way from China to America and it won’t make a bit of difference. You’ve been neutralized. I told everybody it was coming. It’s here.

It wasn’t easy to stop a ‘tsunami’. It could have killed me. But, God knew it wouldn’t. Hope it didn’t fry my brain, just as I was improving in the brain department.  I’ve been a little unsteady on my feet ever since. God said that’s a temporary side effect. “SHARON LEE’S BRAIN PAINTED BY GOD ” has since changed to: “AT THE HEART OF THE SOUL PAINTED BY GOD”. That’s the journey God took me on to make the correction–at the heart of the soul. WOW! I don’t think you know how much energy power you really have.

On 31 January 2012 that correction will manifest itself in a Global Synchronization of All Beings, as the dormant GOD OF THE FIVE PRINCIPLES wakes up in all life. It’s called Birth Of A Seed.

WHY A BODY? WHY DOES GOD NEED A BODY OF ANYTHING?–God’s power – meaning the power of the universe – is so large and operates with such force that it needs bodies to tame that force in order to flourish. Our souls, contrary to past and current beliefs, are not airy wisps of barely nothingness. Oh, they may look like wisps and fluffy pieces of air, but they’re anything but that. Consider the actual weight of an atom–smaller than a molecule–then consider the force generated by splitting that atom.

Tame the force that exists at the heart of every atom of your existence, while simultaneously taming the force that exists at the heart of every atom of your soul if you want to flourish. By taming, thus directing that power, it becomes more powerful. You’re surrounded by plenty of help. Use it to speed up the process.

You tame yourself by facilitating The Five Principles: No Prejudice, No Discrimination, No Enslavement, No Torture And No Slaughter, and blocking the Five Flaws: Prejudice, Discrimination, Enslavement, Torture, Slaughter. Call the FIVE PRINCIPLES the FIVE NOS – it doesn’t matter as long as you understand what they are. Inherently, as living beings, we all do. You don’t need a formal education to get it. It’s built in.

You come fully equipped with that knowledge. Over time humans sought to mask that knowledge and look where we are today – always saying we’ll always be at war, we’ll always enslave, torture and slaughter, because it’s our nature, part of the human condition. No it isn’t. That’s the part you learned. It did not come as part of the package. You, meaning humans, added it on. It doesn’t matter ‘why’ anymore. Searching for ‘the why of something’ has become an excuse for inaction – a procrastination tool.

In yourself is where you tap into that power. Yes, God is strong. Yes, God is powerful. Yes. Power to do good. Power to do evil. And, because you are made of that God, at every level, you are that power. When you’re at your weakest is when you, or others, misdirect your God, whereby you no longer control yourself. Don’t allow yourself or others to rob you of that power.


Why take a leap of faith in something you claim to know nothing about?  Take a leap of confidence in yourself.

If you still don’t want to recognize the God in you or anybody else, then do as I did in the beginning. Tell this imaginary God you’re taking control of your own life, in your own way, with or without a God. “So God, take a hike, get lost, I don’t like you.” Say whatever you want. If you think God will punish you for mouthing off, then you really do believe, and you believe in a vengeful God–which has your name all over it.

Take the reins. Go ahead. I love it when you do that. I’ll be your back up. If you really don’t believe in God, hats off to you. Who in their right mind would want to be controlled by a God defined by religions, controlled by governments and intelligence agencies, who don’t believe in God anyway? Who wants to be controlled by a God who punishes you in this life for what you did wrong in the last life, or one who tells you that ignorance of God’s law is not a valid defense–and off to the furnace you go upon your demise–to burn in hell’s fire for eternity?

I often wondered why Jews, Muslims, Christians and countless others, whose ancestors knew those ‘furnaces’, could believe in and support a God that sends you to one for not obeying the rules.

Do whatever, feel whatever, and think whatever you want. Just include the blueprint embossed with the universe’s stamp for survival into your actions, emotions and thoughts, and you’ll be in synchrony with that which will make you flourish. You have that power. The seed is blooming in you now. You are that power. Use it.


There’s A New God In Town

There’s A New God In Town. That God is you.


  • Wisdom comes from knowing that God is only as good as we are.
  • Peace of mind comes from giving that wisdom power to soar.
  • God’s promise is that no matter how we’ve corrupted our God, that God remains steadfast within us to be what we truly want to be — all powerful in all of our worthy endeavors.
  • God’s plan is as it has always been: for peace and ultimately love to flow abundantly without reservation or condition through the veins of all existence, and for respect not dominion to direct all of our actions. This can only be accomplished in the absence of: prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter.
  • The idea of freedom arises from the God who exists as the basis of our DNA. The power to use that freedom comes from that same DNA.
  • Whether we use it for good or for bad is at any given time part of our own discretion and part of the discretion of those we live among whose space we try to inhabit within the same environment on the same planet.
  • If used for bad, be assured that the markers that exist in all forms will make the necessary corrections to make this planet survive.
  • If used for good, then all good things are possible.
  • If you don’t know the difference between good and bad, then use the Five Principles to guide you.
  • GOD

What Were The Wiseguys Really Doing?

God directed him to the stables where the animals were waiting, while still in his mother’s belly.

If God controlled everything, then God could have made way at the Inn. But God didn’t according to legend.

Most people aren’t all that religious. They’re part of a community where there’s safety in numbers – everybody knows who you are even if they don’t know you personally.

So what was the significance of Jesus being born among the animals in the stables? Come on, Jesus, the most powerful influence over humans on the planet for over two thousand years already, not rich even or powerfully connected, and there’s no significance beyond it just happened that way? No plan you mean?

There must be a significance, other than the obvious ‘no rooms left for vagrants’ or maybe they had money. What were they? On the lam? From what? Running from those who would stone a pregnant woman with no husband? And what would those authorities do to those who housed such people? I don’t know. I didn’t live back then. This is now. The animals are my mission to help raise and complete that which was purposely lost over time, since Jesus’ people left them out of their book based on their perceived lack of worthiness. Now that’s a glaring prejudice toward all beings that God supposedly created then optically paired with God’s supposed only human son as obviously worthy of something other than torture and slaughter.

Well, the books say God’s only son, which means God had more than one daughter, maybe half the human race.

Going back, it seems also according to legend, that a star shined bright in the sky, making way for three wise men (no women here; sounds like a union) whose purpose it was to give gifts to the newborn. Any room in the Inn for the wiseguys? Well, you can do as the Jews do and accept without questioning the facts or motives of God.

Now there’s a dictatorship that needs undoing – especially when a religion is based in part on the consumption of God’s greatest creations being eaten alive and expelled down the shitter as a sign of respecting whom?

The Christians who more than any religion speak of a morality above all others have of course Jesus as their figurehead and money motivating tool to separate the rich from the poor. Another glaring prejudice.

The other animals don’t much matter in their lives, except to exploit for the purpose of attaining wealth.

What did you do, make a deal with your devil to separate yourselves from all other animals and make yourselves their God? Their Keeper? God made you in God’s image? Not in the image of any other animal? In whose image did God make all the other animals?

The devil?

So the animals in the stable were put there by your design, and the three wiseguys stayed in the Inn after the Innkeeper denied a pregnant woman a room? Those wiseguys were so generous that they refused to give up their room for her? But brought her gifts and displayed them in front of all the other animals?

It doesn’t matter who stayed in the Inn. Jesus was born among the other animals and that’s where the star led the wiseguys – to the stables.

Or maybe the star led them to the Inn. When they arrived there was no room for any wiseguys wanting to barter, so they were also directed to the stables for shelter from the brewing sand storm.

What is the significance of all that?

One animal kingdom under God? And in that kingdom humans shall reign supreme?

We’ve got some prejudicial issues here.



Open the sky God damn you.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


Stop Pretending

You have a God.

You know you do.

That God is you.

I know you know it.

So stop pretending that your God doesn’t exist.

If you exist, so does your God.


Rock A Bye Baby

Gray waves black as thunder–white caps foaming peaks of violet snow–crash through transparent rainbows dancing on violent waters sucking tremulous defiant skies kneeward toward the ocean floor. Rocking cradles of transformation–birthing (as if it were easy) new and strange worlds from tainted boulders, that live. Yes, rocks are alive. As hosts. To bear life. How wonderful. So I was right, God exists in all life and non-life. Wow. First I think it, then I say it, then I write it, and then God proves it. Random or predestined? Obviously predestined, since it needs a host. Ha. Let’s rock this baby to sleep, before she figures out who it really is.

from pww



The universe isn’t vengeful. It’s not vindictive. Revenge is not on the universe’s menu.

It is however on the menu of humans. According to humans they have a vengeful God who directs their vengeful behavior.

Humans will destroy the planet and all life on it due to that fundamental human flaw that humans make no effort to correct.


Whose God Is It?

I’m not your God.

I’m my God.

When I die, my God dies with me, so yes I am my own God.

The existence of God requires a medium with a nervous system in order for the individual and the group to experience It’s existence.

When I leave the physical form of me I join another dimension. My God goes with me. So, no. Nobody ever dies alone.

The one God fits all theory was interpreted wrongly. All of the Gods are connected, which leads many people to generalize and to group all humans as having ONE God.

If nothing but humans had a God, then nothing beyond humans would exist and that’s impossible.

If God created all else for the benefit of and usage by humans, then God exists in all God created, which means all life and non-life is God expressing Itself through individual life forms and other matter.

Matter is either soluble or insoluble. Melts into or stays separate.

You can kick a rock and the rock will not feel the kick, because it doesn’t have a nervous system. It has no emotion. Rocks can’t feel offense, fear, joy, remorse, dread, anticipation. Plants don’t have nervous systems either. Ever see an avalanche? Ever hear the sound of a boulder moving on the ground, or down a hill? The boulder is not screaming. It’s moving – all movement makes sound. Plants don’t talk. No, not sign language either.

Animals with nervous systems are God’s proof of God’s existence. The plants provide food, clothing, medicine, shelter for the purpose of the survival of all animals. The soil (which does not have a nervous system) feeds the plants and the animals eat the harvest. The animals were not designed TO BE the harvest.

We do not as humans live under one God. That would be a dictatorial system of existence that would lead to extinction of all animals. Why would humans want only one leader from the great beyond, controlling what they do on earth, yet want a multitude of leaders on earth?

We all kneel before one God? Who thought that garbage up? Sounds and looks like we’re taking a Knee to God. We’ll only go so far. We’re protesting – everything. Problem is…we’re only talking to ourselves, since we are our own Gods. We don’t get absorbed by the Universe Of Gods until the death of our body. ‘Till death do us part’ doesn’t apply to Gods. It’s a human marriage contract between two people for the purpose of raising children. It’s alterable. Anything humans do is alterable. Not necessarily reversible. There’s a difference.

“World Death Clock is a dynamic clock that calculates the number of people who are dying in the world every second. On an average there are 56 million deaths that take place in a year.”

“Over 56 billion farmed animals are killed every year by humans. These shocking figures do not even include fish and other sea creatures whose deaths are so great they are only measured in tonnes.

Human animal deaths = 56 million per year

Farm animal (excluding marine life) deaths = 56 billion per year

This means that 55 billion plus 44 million animals with nervous systems die per year by enslavement and torture resulting in slaughter.

Rocks? Shelter, tools, dams – to keep the waters from flooding, the trees from falling, the sands from shifting too far, and buildings from collapsing. We live on a rock – called Planet Earth.

On the other side – that place humans claim to go after death of the body and reabsorption of the soul into the Universe Of Gods – humans are the minority. Nervous system, remember? Everybody with a nervous system gets absorbed after death of the body. Burning of the body after death doesn’t affect the process of absorption. There’s no wait time. It happens simultaneously at death. So Pope Francis doesn’t have to tell Catholics not to get cremated, because the soul won’t make it back to heaven. You can’t burn a soul. The soul isn’t ‘matter’ in a physical sense.

That pig you ate last night hates you along with every pig ever slaughtered. That lamb. goat, snake, cricket, deer, moose, buffalo, chicken, turkey, dog, cat, rat, gator, duck, whale, lobster, tuna, trout, dada, dada, dada hate you for what you did. That’s a whole lot of hate directed at the entire human species – sixty-five billion souls every year, not counting what’s in the waters on Earth, adds up to a super huge majority.

About 71 percent of the Earth’s surface is water-covered, not counting rivers, lakes and ponds.

1% percent. That’s all we are. It’s like we don’t even have a voice on the other side. 1%. If you count all the water-animals we murder every year, we’re less than 1% on the other side. It’s probably a good idea that you not offer up to any God any animal as sacrifice – to gain some kind of favor. It backfires. Always. When it doesn’t it’s coincidental. The Universe Of Gods did not give you animals to eat. They gave plants.

Decisions being made ‘on the other side of physicality’ are putting the human race on notice.

Change or we will change you.

It better be fast.

A chain reaction is already in motion.

All those Antifa365 with nervous systems espousing socialist policies left out the most discriminated against beings on the planet. That’s a laugh. Stupidity. Ignorance leads to arrogance. Antifa is now the target. They sent me an email threatening to do me harm. Akismet that runs the hallways on WordPress let them in the back door.

“You WILL be punished”.

I have strict spam controls, but they got in any way. Now they’re all lit up. I get a lot of pornography too. Maybe that’s Israel pretending to be Russia or the CIA pretending to be themselves.

Hey, they made the threat, terrorized me on WordPress. It’s out of my hands. Hope they don’t get hurt by hurting themselves. Violence always boomerangs. It’s the nature of the beast. That’s why most smart people don’t engage. They know the preordained universal response.

Be smart.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


Massage My Guilt And I’ll Massage Yours

Discrimination is discrimination. It doesn’t matter who you discriminate against or for what reason. It is what it is.

We’re all killers. All humans are killers. We discriminate against all other species – including our own. That’s how bad we are. We enslave, torture and slaughter all other species, including our own. That is bad – Not bad-ass.

Yet, we pass judgment on everybody and everything else. Because we think we’re better, we’re superior to all other creatures including all other humans.

God made us that way is our excuse. Everybody else does it is our excuse when the first one doesn’t satisfy. Hey, they let us do it. They didn’t fight back – another lame excuse.

Somehow it sounds less offensive to say we’re all sinners, we’re all in the same insanity boat – made by God by the way – than to call ourselves what we are – killers.

Massaging our guilt does not allow for change of the offensive behavior. It actually perpetuates it.

Oh-h-h massage my guilt. That feels so-o-o-o good.

Now massage mine, okay?? Okay???

Are YOU sleeping?

I’ll massage your guilt tomorrow….

Promise? PROMISE.






Warm greens, more crystal than moss-like surround me with promises of days freshened by new life (because there must be new life if we are to survive) born from new ideas as window sills turn to marble, black and navy blue sparkles with smooth glass-like scents of velvet gray skin, waiting, always waiting, while the life of earth family and universe merge, exploding in tiny and gross serenity.

A drip here a spot there never far from longing, gnashing and never forgiving, because you can’t and the world blames you not – not even your most harmful enemy blames you when you turn against yourself, but their pain, in their eyes, is greater, because a wall rising from seemingly nowhere blocks their freedom – a wall of the mind more excruciating than being blown apart – for at least when a bomb goes off in your heart you can feel it.

A wall has no feeling and that is the most devastating enslavement of all.

I feel not – as the wall rises in God’s name, I think no God would require this of me.

I am a Jew, not because I was born of earth and salt and promised a land of milk and honey (ha! no God would enslave and torture the cow and the bee for a Jew), but because I know the wall. That’s what separates me from you. You’re free and I’m not. And I will never be free – until God removes the chains of revenge that keep me enslaved.

The difference between me and you is that even if I could remove those chains I wouldn’t. They keep me anchored, even if to a hell of my own making. I need the anchor of control revenge gives me. That is the only certainty in my life. If I am offended I can strike back in the most unmerciful ways to reclaim my position – a position I need in this chaotic world where Peoples have no homes.

It matters not that I take the home of another. And no, they don’t have the same right to respond. Why? Because my pain is greater than theirs. I am the favored one. I need to be favored. That’s part of the wall: the sickness of not feeling others’ pain. I have no compassion. That’s why Jews hate Jesus. He had what we lacked. At least I’m honest about it. They call me traitor for exposing their lie. One man was half of all of us. He reminded us of the half we were missing. We said, ‘We’ll take care of our own; that’s compassion’. But he said, ‘no, take care of others’. We couldn’t do as he offered, so we killed him. Or, we made it easy for somebody else to kill him.

A phone call is all it takes in today’s world. All Jews belong to the same network – throughout the world. No matter how seemingly menial the task, we’re all connected by the seed that makes us call ourselves who we are – different from you. And since different to us means better, and since we must survive as a superior race, we will use any means to accomplish that end. So, when the call comes to preserve the race, whether it’s a simple – alter a document request, or a much larger – poison the water – request, we know we were called because we are placed in a position to carry it out. If we’re asked we must comply. It’s like a Mafia family only much bigger.

If we’re in a leadership position we sense what to look for and what to attend to when something extraordinary presents itself. The phone is our weapon of choice. We can destroy any person in the world – or group or nation. We’re positioned to take over the entire world, while the most powerful nation on earth sits by and watches. Why? Because we’ve infiltrated that nation to such a successful extent that they’re paralyzed by our command of them. We’ve hypnotized the entire USA by our communications networks, so when we tell them to move or not to move they do just that. It’s not that the USA can stop Israel simply by telling them to stop; that’s only a ruse to make the USA appear strong – a fringe benefit, a perk. The USA has no authority over ‘Israel the people’.

Now this woman shows up claiming to be God’s daughter and at first we laughed, knowing she wasn’t a Jew, but she liked us – odd. And she knew us – odd. And she understood us – even more odd. So we tested her. If she is who she claims to be, then let her God rescue her from us. God didn’t rescue Jesus. But then Jesus has lived on because of it. What will God do with her? At first we didn’t think she was talking to God – only talking to herself. We didn’t think it was God responding – only her responding to herself. Then she showed how to find God’s message in our own answer, then went further to show us how to find God’s answer in a properly phrased question. We were intrigued and remain so. If not for her, we wouldn’t be in her essays. She cares enough not to exclude us.

Still…we torture her. We can’t help it. And no one will stop us. That’s the rub. We can’t stop ourselves. And everyone fears us enough not to try to stop us – even though through our actions we beg for it. How outrageous do we have to become before somebody takes action? She’s the only one who will stand up to us. And we destroy that which we love. The rub again. She should have been dead by now. But she keeps getting up, keeps bouncing back. It’s almost as if we enjoy her survival maneuvers – before, during and after each hit – that that in itself keeps us torturing her. If the world could only see, Hollywood would dry up. She should have called this essay ‘the rub’, not ‘the wall’. But we’re careful not to step on her writing. We leave that to the Feds, whom we also control. We are the Feds – another rub. That’s our common ground with her. If she’s not God’s daughter, she’s the closest thing this world will ever get to seeing God, while still alive.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight

Attention Grabbers

Do I have to scream as loud as you scream for you to hear me?

Do I have to call you names, like you do, to get your attention?

What is wrong with your life that you think I can fix?

What is wrong with your life that you can’t fix yourself?

Screaming and calling names are attention grabbers.

Beyond that there is nothing. No problem stated nor solution offered.

So you’re looking for someone else to take care of you when you don’t know how you want to be taken care of? You want somebody else to figure it out?

You’re looking for a mother a father? A God? Anybody? Because your life is out of control? And who lost that? Somebody else forced you to lose control of your life?

All these rich talking heads on television 24/7 are the ones losing it. Out of control they are, because they think somebody is going to steal their money and give it to the poor.

They don’t like unpredictability. If you want change, then unpredictability is part of the process.

If you stop screaming long enough and stop assaulting everybody with your mouth, you’ll grow into a change that suits you better.

Blocking change does not make anybody’s life better. You don’t need to build a wall, you are the wall.

Who did you eat last night for supper?

Cannibal! Tear down that wall.


COW NOW IN THE MOOD for vengeance

The cow mood for you and you laughed.

Now the cow gets vengeance, according to your God.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



A black man 

who lives in my building got on the elevator a few weeks ago and said to me as he looked down on Lilly Belle Pi, whom I was holding on a leash, “that’s a valuable dog you have there”.

I thought how would he know.

As he was getting off the elevator I said, “no, no, she’s not valuable; she’s a rescue dog, she’s a rescue dog”, as I tried with words to show him, tell him, that she’s not valuable.

I knew the way he said it, that he was sizing her up – for sale.


Long before that, a black woman who lives in the building, whom I consider a friend, told me that she knew Lilly Belle Pi was “all God”. I acknowledged that, while she and I both agreed that nobody should ever know because, as she said, “somebody will try to steal her”.

Lilly Belle Pi loves black people. Maybe the people who abused her were black and she loves them anyway.

Lilly Belle Pi loves all people – of all races, ethnicities and genders – and all other animals too  –  and has brought joy into the lives of others, just by being who she is.

Many a night when a black man would leave the building with his angry face on and as we approached from the outside coming home after a late night final walk, that anger turned to a smile, then relief, as Lilly did her dance for him. Then I’d get a smile too. I knew that night (and any night thereafter) that the angry man would be okay.

I cannot begin to tell you the wrath I feel thinking that somebody would want to do the most horrific thing by separating her from the family who adopted her bringing her from darkness into light.

I share Lilly Belle Pi with the world. Lilly Belle shares herself. But at the end of the day she comes home to a secure, loving place. Everybody should be happy for that, and confident in knowing that they will see their Lilly Belle again. She knows who you are. She goes looking for you once the two of you have met.

You are not my friend Mr. black man on the elevator.

There is no price tag on my daughter.

P.S. The first dog Steve and I had as a couple, named Phoebe, was kidnapped during our first year of marriage from the home we house-sat in Florida, never to be seen again.

We kept her in an enclosed patio with a door that led to a fenced in yard per orders of the landlord, Ron Turcotte  (a retired Canadian thoroughbred race horse jockey best known as the rider of Secretariat, winner of the U.S. Triple Crown in 1973), as a condition for house-sitting his home. Steve and I both worked at the track where his father was track physician, I worked as one of the nurses, and Steve worked in the mutuel department.

The pain of that loss never left us – till Lilly Belle came into our lives . Even though we had dogs most of our married life, and endured many painful good-byes (as all dog caretakers experience), with Lilly it was like we got Phoebe back.

I don’t think I need to say any more on this.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


Why isn’t the lamb sacred? Lamb take away the sins of the world? Sounds like a pretty important job to me. Raise up the lamb? Why not? Everybody likes to eat the meek that’s why.

One might think that at least Christians would steer clear of consuming the animal God chose to take away the sins of the world.

If God doesn’t eat, then why would we slaughter the lamb and offer it to God, then eat it ourselves? And by us doing so, God takes away all sin? forgives all sin? makes us not want to commit sin? all of the above?

How many lambs slaughtered in a year? Every year? Has it accomplished any noteworthy or noble goal? any life-saving, planet-saving achievements?

Isn’t the lamb of God really a human? So how many humans do we slaughter in the name of God every year – through wars? Any sign yet that the slaughtered sacrifices work?

Jesus proclaimed himself to be the last sacrifice. Bread and wine is the new flesh and blood.

What happened?



Every human has the right to defend itself against any aggressor.

Every other animal has the right to defend itself against any aggressor.

I give to you now, the right to defend the defenseless.

I give you the right, now, to open the doors of every slaughterhouse in the world.

Your God working for you now…

You always did have that right.



It wasn’t that they kept killing Jesus with every Easter season, they kept killing God – using God as the centerpiece of the meal on the table.

God wants to get close to you, as the cow, pig, lamb, goat, fish, bird…but you keep killing God.




Crisp lines mark the point of juncture superseding parallel forms enveloping new space, playing the role of incubator needed to grow new life within the empty but fertile space, opening briefly to accommodate that which acts as the last connection prior to that birth–the birth of the seed. If the seed comes first, before the plant, then something else created the original seed.

That ‘something else’ I call God. That concept emerged as new with the virgin birth of Jesus. It’s not so much that Mary needed a virgin birth to keep from being stoned to death for her out of wedlock baby, but that a greater God than her own God, needed someone to work through to introduce the world to the concept that our human seeds originated from a source greater than the plant and the seed combined.


Cut Out The Middle Medium

Try praying to yourself instead of praying to God.

Cut out the middle medium and see how that goes.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



The direct line to God is the direct line to yourself.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



I am not just the messenger, but also the receiver of the message.

So what God has to say through me to you is for me too.

In that regard, I can interpret the message in terms of what it means to me personally.

I cannot, however, interpret the message for you. 

I would not be so arrogant as to think that I know what God is saying to you. That is a totally private matter between you and your God, and me and mine.

All I’m sure of is the foundation upon which it is said: in the absence of prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter–“God’s Five Principles For A Better Life.”




Since when did that all happen?

To say that all humans have the same God, the same father – absent a mother – who is all-knowing, all-powerful, all-forgiving, all-good and kind just doesn’t fit the reality of human existence.

Famine, disease, war aren’t good, forgiving or kind. There is nothing all-knowing and all-powerful about anybody’s God, or the universe, that is supposed to be (according to humans) inherently good, kind, protecting and forgiving, yet apparently has no inherent power to stop, or inherent knowledge to prevent, the bad from happening.

Did you just drop an asteroid on my house?

One God fits all implies a dictatorial relationship.

With so much pain, suffering, oppression and bad in the world one might consider rethinking the purpose of their God.

The God of the Five Principles – no prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter – puts the responsibility on the human to change all existence for the better.

Nobody likes the work of that though.

Humans lazy. Tell God to do it.

One God policy, like One China policy, not good – too dictatorial and oppressive.

Many God work better.



With all the bad happening in the world, and given that the God in you has given you the free will to change bad to good, yet you don’t, then expect more of the same. Yes. Blame God. Blame the God that you refuse to tame in yourself. Until you start taming the God in yourself, the world, your world, will remain more bad than good. It’s all in your hands.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight





Ever hear an atheist say, Thank God It’s Friday (TGIF)?

It cracks me up!

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



  • It isn’t easy to talk about something separately when it isn’t separate. For prejudicial reasons the world never developed the language to do that–at least not in American English. God is everything, but because humans split from God in the psychology of their thinking, thus in the development of their language, thus in their actions thus in their teachings, everything in life that humans had a hand in creating was based on a flawed and incomplete foundation. That is the cause of all that you blame God for. You closed the door on God, then you blamed God when you couldn’t solve your problems in life. You kept the evil part, the part that lets you do whatever you want to whomever you want whenever you want, in order to satisfy your greed and not be accountable to anyone.
  • The God you denied, forgives you for everything, so you didn’t have to please that part of yourself. Things have changed. God is opening the door you closed and you can’t stop it. I’m open to every little particle of you and I’m feeling pretty sick right now from the exposure. You can’t hide or deny. You can’t close this book and wash me out of your mind. It will not, cannot, and in the future which is now, ever happen. You’re hooked–to me–thus to God–forever. Get used to it. Fasten your seat belt, we’re going on a trip–a forever trip. Like that word, ‘forever’? Now you own it.




I have only one goal in life.

That goal is to free God. That’s it.

I figure if I can free God, then the ripples, trickles and undulations created by that action / movement / force/ will free everything else.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



If God’s plan was to put animals on earth to be enslaved, tortured and slaughtered, God would have created them as plants.

It’s the human animal who treats other animals like plants, but that’s not the reality of who they are.

In reality, God created the plants to eat and for all animals, including the human animal, to roam free.

You can’t plant animals – no matter the species. You can only plant seeds from plants that grow into plants needed to sustain animal life on the planet. Sure, you can plant a sperm into a human or other animal – or plant a sperm and an ovum in a test tube – to grow a human or other animal, but you cannot plant a human sperm or ovum into soil to produce a plant or to produce a human.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight




I don’t know why people think that it’s up to God to decide who lives and dies. That God sounds like a dictator tyrant.

In fact, humans pretty much decide based on a God they fabricate to justify their actions.

Assign to your personal God the attributes you want that God to have, then act accordingly in that God’s name, which is you.

Next thing you know, your God takes on a life of its own.

It’s a beautiful phenomenon to witness the birthing of a new God – your God.

Change God for the better.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



Stop asking some big guy in the sky to fix the messes on earth.

He’s apparently deaf. Maybe it’s because you assign a gender to a God you claim to be for everyone.

Look to yourself to create your own miracles.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



God has one name.

That doesn’t mean there’s only one God.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



God says without compassion, you become dangerous.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


When the government ‘calls’ you, it’s for the purpose of putting yourself in harms way to protect and/or advance the group via the military.

When God ‘calls’ you, it’s never to give your life so that others may live. It’s always to live your life as the example to others to do the same.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight



If God wrote the bible as bible followers and supporters claim, then the bible followers and supporters must concede that God works through people. And if God works through people, then God works through all people, and if through all people, then all animals, because people are animals, and if through all animals, then all life and non-life.

Do you think that God wrote the Five Principles To A Better Life? No prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter? Me and my God wrote that. God and I formulated those principles in words the world can understand.

Prejudice leads to discrimination, leads to enslavement, leads to torture, leads to slaughter if left unchecked or unstopped.

Do you think that my God further instructed me to write that prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter be stopped by committing even more prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter?

No, that’s your God who instructs you to cure a prejudice with a prejudice, to cure enslavement with enslavement, to cure torture with torture, to cure slaughter with slaughter. Follow the thread – instead of trying to unweave the thread, forcing fragments of it to go in directions that it wasn’t designed nor intended to go.

I’m Speaking To Your God Not You!

In all of my writing: essays, poems/prose, stories, thoughts, and all of my recipes and all of my art, my target, whether it be the individual or the group or the nation is always the God of that individual, group or nation.

Although I use names for identification and organizational purposes to facilitate the understanding of the work on a human level, it is not the face nor the mind of the human, group or nation that I target for my communications.

It’s not easy to write that way, so that the human gets the gist, while the God of the human, group or nation gets the details, but I don’t worry about that. Humans naturally erect walls to every communication, no matter what it is, thus necessitating going straight to the source that drives the individual, group or nation, and that source is their respective soul, where I always get through.

It doesn’t matter to me if you believe in a God or an ideology, or if you think you have a soul or not. Since we’re all connected by the same universal energy source, I can reach any individual, group or nation on that plane.

So no, I’m not speaking to you. I’m speaking to your God. I’m speaking to the force that drives you that nobody can see, not even you.


  • Everything, everybody, all life and non-life have the same name: God.
  •  In order to create order and understanding, we attach sub names to all entities.
  •  No God is capable of acting, or not acting, independently of any other God. That is one thing, the only thing, in the universe that is impossible.
  •  We are not the individual or the group, we are the individual and the group.
  •  Any government, religion or other institution that focuses on only the group, oppresses all individuals.
  •  Any group that focuses on themselves as superior and more worthy oppresses all other groups.
  •  The dog, cat, rat, snake, cow, goat, deer, fish, plant, air, human … are all God.
  • Oppress them and you oppress yourself.