The Fight…

I’ve been circling the pit lately.

I hear the voices from within its muddy walls and the world stops.

I get those panicked breaths and I wonder what’s brought it on.

Staring down from my cliff, waiting for the tendrils to pull me in I wait on the rim.

I wait for something worse to happen, I wait for a lost job, a tragedy to befall my loved ones where the tendrils pull me back.

I feel the pillow over my face suffocating that smothers the life I want and takes away the life I have.

I stand at the rim looking in, hoping for something to bring me back.

But as the tendrils reach I put words on the page, for that’s my only solace.

The words count at the end of the day and the fight back the monsters.

The words push me away from the rim, away from the tendrils as their claws rip at the muddy precipice of the pit.

Moving Forward

For the last week I’ve gotten away from what this blog is supposed to be about, Transcending the delusions we deal with on a daily basis.

I will start doing that again.

Life comes at us and kicks our ass, it throttles us in ways we couldn’t have imagined, this last week did that.

It throttled me. I took a beating and today, I’ll be moving forward.

I won’t stop the fight, only the rhetoric and how I’ll be fighting.

The words on this page are meant to inspire, not to scare.

I forgot that with the election’s results.

I was reminded today that the moments we have can change in an instant.

I had lunch with my daughter and listened to her friends and their lives.

The lives they deal with reminded me that our lives are precious and that every moment defines who we are.

In the future, I won’t let you down.

I’m working on the edits for a book that I plan to release on Amazon in January. I’m also writing one that I want to publish in June.

Both of these are what I left my job in Las Vegas for and why we moved our kids.

I’m a full-time writer, I make no money at it, but writing has always been about the words to me. Would I love to get paid for it, of course, but for now, I’ll be writing and publishing myself.

 

What we must do in the next four years.

It’s been a week since the election of the incoming administration, and in that time there’s been more racial violence than after 9/11.

If we’re to thrive in the next four years, here is what we must do:

  1. If a Muslim, Jew, have brown skin, black skin, LGBTQ or cisgender and you see them being hurt, stand up to the person hurting them. If you can’t (because of your size)find someone who will.
  2. There are going to be a lot of frightened people out there in the communities I mentioned above, do something to help them.
  3. If the administration does something you don’t agree with, say something. Call your congressperson or senator.
  4. Protect each other and don’t let anyone feel like they’re alone.
  5. Don’t normalize the hate that will be coming from the administration. Normalizing hate is never okay.
  6. Speak up!

These are what I’ve come up with over the last week. If you can add something, reply in the comments and I’ll add it to the list.

My daughter’s friends are Latina and I know they’re scared. I know there are a lot of kids that are scared, but remember their parents are trying to put on a good face and make light of it, help them if they need help.

Don’t normalize hate.

What comes next…

For the last week, I’ve been staring at my screens and wondering how we got here. How the “greatest country in the world” allowed a candidate to reach the highest office, its simple…selfishness.

It’s something that we’ve witnessed since 9/11. We could have helped the world, we chose to bomb it.

We built massive houses, spent thousands on cars and then in 2007, we  were all wondering how it could have happened.

We got greedy. We felt entitled because that’s what we’ve been told .

As an American I’ve been told I’m better than someone in any other part of the world, but when you travel, read history or know someone who has traveled and talked to them about the rest of the world, you learn, we’re not that special, we’re not privileged, and we’re certainly not the greatest country in the world.

The are countries around the world with our freedoms, with the same rights we have, but there are also countries where we could do a lot of good, but after this last week, I don’t see the latter happening.

Some of us want to push the world away, we want to eliminate certain people from our country because they’re different from us.

Here’s what we need to do in the future:

Stop saying we’re the greatest country in the world. You can’t be the greatest country when you choose to remove 3 million people, take away the rights of the few to “make America great again”

This country was founded by immigrants, most of us have roots that run deep in this country, my ancestors fought in the revolution and fought on the Union side in the Civil War.

I’ll be damned if someone is going to say that immigrants destroyed this country when it was immigrants from across the ocean looking for better lives for themselves and their families that built this country.

It was founded by immigrants and for immigrants and if I’m wrong we should tear down the Statue of Liberty.

I love my country and I want her to be a place I can be proud of. America is already great and anyone who says otherwise is lying to you.

 

 

Throwing it away…

This past week, we’ve seen what appears to be the end of LGBTQ rights the way they’ve been perceived in the past 8 years, then end of rights of anyone with brown skin, and anyone who isn’t a part of the Christian faith.

As an Atheist, this last part disturbs me most, but because I’m a human, the others disturb me as well.

What I’ve found most interesting is the people who supported the candidate.

There are people from various ethnicities and faiths, people who I believed were rational, white people whose kids have brown skin and people I considered mired in their Christian faith.

When you people of faith abandon their fellow man, the world isn’t the same, it doesn’t breath the same and the air within it is no longer one of Christ’s teachings.

In my journey to Atheism, I learned more about Christ than Christians, read more of the Quran that most Muslims and gained a peace within myself that faith never gave me.

All people should be treated well, isn’t that what Christ taught?

I’ll keep writing daily to get my words out about what I witnessed this past week and I’ll never give up the fight against a candidate with tyrannical instincts.

 

 

I will not go quietly…


There is a lot  “Shut up, you lost”, “it’s over, just shut up!”

No, that’s not happening.

 I will not go quietly.

I will not sit in the corner and take my medicine.

Every time he does something that goes against the morals I’ve been taught, I will stand up. I will not shut up, I will not hold my tongue.

You can’t tell me to be quiet when the rights of freedom are going to be lost to those with brown skin, those in the LGBTQ community, and those of faiths who are marginalized.

I will not go quietly. I will not stand aside. I will fight with my last breath for those who will be marginalized by the incoming administration.

I will vote, I will stand against the hate of those who fight against me and I will not go quietly.

Keep Moving…

Where the worlds meet, the future lies, and its stark and filled with uncertainty.

Each moment is confused, disturbed, and oftentimes it’s lying a puddle of its own blood.

The future isn’t what we wanted it to be; the darkness has come.

There are moments of clarity, but they’re fleeting and confused.

The coherence of the lost souls, the damaged, and the suddenly derided are lost in the future.

With a contemptuous rage, they spoke and the lost souls will move on, but the rage keeps going? Does it?

In the pain they’ll huddle in the corner and keep moving, the must keep moving…we must keep moving.

This morning, my son asked what we did last night, I replied, “We cried.”

“You’re kidding me?”

He knew what I meant. When I dropped him off at school he said, “Be safe, dad.”
“You too, buddy,” I replied.

I’m not gay, not brown skinned, but I am an Atheist.

Today, I woke up after a fitful night of sleep and crying while I held my wife and we tried not to talk.

Today, we learned how much hate there is in our country, but we should have been paying attention over the last eight years, we would’ve seen it.

In every question of a black president’s birthplace, in every meme deriding him and in every person who didn’t support Gay marriage, it was staring at us, but we chose not to look.

We chose not to look for we thought better of our fellow Americans.

Our thoughts were not put into real action.

We had them, then let them go without the action of removing people from our Congress, without the oversight needed to make them understand, we’re not like that.

As someone who writes for a living, I will be writing more.  America is still dealing with its racist past and it doesn’t want to let go of it.

America hasn’t dealt with its racist past and it doesn’t want to let go of it.

I’ve loved this country since I learned about Thomas Jefferson.

Today, we found out the truth of the majority.

We discovered we’re not the greatest country in the world anymore.

We learned that hate is still strong and there are people who support hate against races, religions, and skin colors other than white.

 

 

Teaching my son, that learns like me…

 

When I was in junior high, I hated school. I dealt with bullies; my grades sucked and whenever I mentioned the bullies to my father, he’d side-step, “how are your grades?”

What I recently realized through watching my son struggle with school is that I may have a learning disability.

He has issues with focus, I do too, but mine isn’t as pronounced as his.

This realization came to when we got his grades and how hard school is for him.

My wife doesn’t understand it because she learns the way teachers teach. I always hated those kids.

School for me was hard. I sat in front of the room, couldn’t have distractions and my son, he’s the the same way.

Now that I’m aware of this, I have to remember how I learned and teach him to learn.

Some teachers don’t care what your issues are; they’re in the classroom to teach those who don’t have the learning issues, this was obvious to me many times in school.

When I had a problem or didn’t’ understand something and asked for help, they acted put out by it, “Why can’t you just learn this?”

I know this is why I read so much as a kid, and still do. It’s the main reason I hide out to get my word count for whatever WiP(Work in Progress) is befuddling me.

Books were my escape from reality; video games are his. It’s his way to escape from the world and problems he’s dealing with, and I guess my wife and I didn’t understand why until now.

I think I wanted him to be more like my wife and get the grades and not struggle, but that’s not the case, and he needs that extra attention.

Do your kids learn like you or your partner?

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