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As we grow closer to choosing our next president of the United States of America, I am in awe to discover the American people have a different conscious of reality about what is best for us. We are not allowing the media and leaders of huge organizations to direct our thinking. Good for you, America. We have finally stood up to the beast of control over our minds.

Though we have the potential of having an African American male President or a white woman to be our president, there is something even greater than this happening. People are putting up a fight against propaganda and in some ways abuse from our government. Finally we see if we do not get a president that knows people are what the government is supposed to serve than people serving the government, we will continue to die soulfully and spiritually.

The fact that we are owing other countries for our survival and facing unaccountable gas hikes daily reveals our government did not have our best interest at heart. Who will? Who will demand that our government stop raping this country? Will it be Hillary, Obama or John? We know whoever it is he or she will be risking their lives because when good people want to do right, assassinations show its ugly head. So, know this leader who is sincere knows the risks and will be willing to die for it. Can you identify who it is?

We as a people knowing the risks this great person is willing to take for us. We must continue to stand for right and best for ourselves as a whole. This election year is revealing color is now colors of hope and the re-establishment of a foundation less controlled with corruption. The past decade has been weeping, yes weeping with corruption leading to real corrosion of the American soul. Our children deserve a healthy future and a solid history to respect. Finally, we may be on the verge of making real and profitable history that reveals the power of America to stand on its own two feet. Enough of the greedy monster and its soldiers. Bring out the old and bring in the new!

There is an old saying: twice a child once an adult. This means just as we entered the world needing someone to love, nurture and protect us we will need the same leaving. When all is said and done and we have met the challenges of the world, we must ask ourselves: WHO WILL CHANGE MY DIAPER when I am possibly sick or too old to take care of my self.

As it stands today, our society is creating a future of alienation and no trust in love not only as companions but also as family members towards one another. In this moment for most of us being able to work, pay our bills and watch television is all one seeks to exist. Yet, we all know by nature we were created to interact with one another and yes, love and be loved.

Recently, my mother had knee replacement surgery. In my spirit, I knew I did not want anybody to tend to her but me because I knew how crucial love plays in the healing process for all life. We will recover at the hands of strangers this we know but I wanted my mother to not only recover but grow and be encouraged through the whole ordeal because it was her first surgery ever at the age of seventy.

During her stay in the hospital, the medical staff was professional and in the beginning very kind, attentive and encouraging. By the fourth day there was a drop off on caring. This is what happens when love is not there. People get treated like a machine after awhile like when we put our vehicles in the shop. You just never know what to expect. But love is reassuring and promises that you are not alone.

In looking at your friend, companion, husband, etc., make sure you know he or she will be willing to focus in on your dependency when so much more is required of them besides laughing and playing. Make sure you know he or she will change your diaper if necessary for the rest of your life. The only certainty one can have is to seek and know they have the best love which includes God. Without a conscious of God no person in your life can be solely trusted to stand by you through thick and thin.

In the end you learn love is not just about convience. It is about commitment, loyalty, and the reality of the power of oneness throughout eternity. Your child, sibling, companion, friend, etc. must reveal the best displays of love if you are going to trust them with your well-being in times of dependency where you are not enough to see your self through. Today, take time out to look at who you have around you. WILL THEY CHANGE YOUR DIAPER?

Forget about Clinton, Obama and Mclain.  They are not gods nor are they responsible for our future.  We the American people are responsible for the hell we are in.

If we ever are going to have peace, equality and the pursuit of happiness without corruptible restraints, we are going to have to hold leadership accountable to their choices to represent our needs and future development.  It is time we stop allowing the media to dictate our perceptions of these individuals.  In reality there is no more to know and no more for them to say.  All that is happening now is a game to see how confused we can become in our choices.  If we do not live in their lives, we do not know them.  All our conclusions are not real even the best ones.  We just do not know these people just like you do not know me.  Yet, I too am alive and have perceptions.

What more is there to say?  Honestly, we know what our main problem is.  We lack the ability to have a unified purpose to save and improve the existence of the human race.  Because of this fallacy, leadership is chosen based on impossible fulfillments.  We do not need another president to stand before us like a puppet and carry out the wishes of those in power to dictate what the American people can and can not have.  It is obvious it is not the president that is destroying America; it is the people with the most money and need to keep people oppressed.  These people control what we need most and we know who they are.

If the little guy (quote unquote) was to stop worshipping idols and stop giving his power away to people who do not care anything about them, many celebrities and public figures would lose their prestige.  Large numbers of little people keep lesser numbers of rich folks rich and greedy.  And, the sad thing about it, these rich and greedy people does not appreciate the little guy.  Greedy people are the weaker people.  This can easily be proven by keeping our money out of their pockets.  It is their fear that there is not enough to go around that keeps America in a state of corruption.  They know they need the average person more than the average person needs them.  This is why they create a foundation to control oil, water, air, food, medications, jobs etc.  If the day would ever come that the human race wakes up and realizes life does not have to be tormenting and always in a state of survival, we can then have hope of a productive and constructive future for our children and ourselves as well.

We do not need anymore negative information about our potential president.  We need to wake up to the reality that without good there is no hope.  It is time for America to stop living in darkness.  “In God We Trust” was not put on money for no reason.  And, it was not for religious reasons.  It was put there to establish a foundation to choose best; to go high in all our choices as individuals and as a collective species.  Can we choose wisely?  

LAST DAY OF VICTIMIZATION (EXCERPT)

Gripping the Soul

A HORRIFIC MOVEMENT HAS TAKEN PLACE MAKING US AWARE WE ARE AN INDIVIDUAL AND WE HAVE A SOUL.  It is a taking that mars our total being.  It carries the vibrations of a wounded animal dying with no value.  Immediately when something is taken from us a death-like agony fills our emotions and feelings.  It makes us aware of a reality beyond the body and worldly environment.  We come to realize what we are made of.  That part of us silenced by external influences now becomes louder than our physical environment.  We feel like we’re bleeding yet in many cases there is no blood.  Something is oozing coming forth like puss from an infected wound.   We try to stuff everything back inside ourselves but whatever it is, we can’t see or touch it to control and direct it. It is like someone has literary pulled our hearts out of our chests and held it in their hands.  We see them with it but we can never get it back; yet we are alive and we have to go on although this huge part of us is gone.

It takes hold of our total mind and heart and festers into sweet sorrow because we have been robbed of our natural life flow to experience the moment uninhibited by evil forces.  Bitterness follows in most cases because that is what unjust pain becomes. The instant preparation of a private abyss formulates to pull us deeper into the darkness of our agony.

 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.  Job 10:1

Doses of Reality

          As the time passed, I grew too weary to think about what happened to me; instead my interest was in what was it about me that gave my victimizers the signals I could be captured.   I went back to the nature of a child because children are the most sought after and innocent victims in the world today.  They have the potential to allow love to be given and received.  Children give us a chance to do the right thing for humanity. 

            Compared to a child, I found I as well as people I had talked to who had been victimized, all had a heart to do the right thing by people and life.  We tend to have a respect for God and our spirituality.  When I accepted this woman as a partner in fulfilling my dream, I was busy praying and hoping to be a blessing in her life because there was no pleasure for me being blessed alone. 

            Where I was thinking about prospering her life while we worked towards my goals, she was interested in her own progress at my expense.  She led me to believe the value of my dream was valuable to her as well.  There was not anything childlike about her presence.  Her presence in the world joined the other worldly conscious of greedy and selfish people.   

Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour: 1Peter 5:8

As we begin to narrow down to that Democratic candidate, I can’t help but wonder which one can actually be the best candidate so I am left to rely on what I personally consider what is important.  In my everyday walk in life, I judge people by their parenting because if they are committed to their parenting then the chances of being people of good character rank high in my sight.  With this in mind, I wondered about Hillary Clinton.  I have not seen her exposure of nurturing and enjoying her family.  I’ve received numerous of e-mails and caught glimpses of Barrack Obama showing genuine affection towards his entire family.  Being that women are supposedly the natural nurturers created by God, it seems that there should be more displays of Hillary being a nurturing person towards others.  What I have only seen is a woman on the battle field.  And the price has left her to appear to have to put on tough skin to compete in a man’s world.  This is a turn off for me.  We have enough male energy going around in this world. 

The changes that this country need to be making is getting back in touch with the reality that we are spiritual beings having a human experience.  We are not human beings having a spiritual experience.  For our country to re –establish its ground, it has to face the fact that too much of anything is not good for us.  It is no doubt that America has had too much materialism and technology.  We have had too much mental and physical dependency leaving our spiritual selves out of our choices in life.  For this we are not making good judgments as individuals and as a country.  If we were in touch with our spiritual existence, we would not have ended up in Iraq to continue to gain more physical substance.  The lack of love for our fellowman over materialism has resulted in our facing the world as a real melting pot.  We are decaying quickly and the world is watching.

As I stated in the beginning, I believe parenting is the key to establishing loving bonds from one person to another.  When a child does not experience nurturing, love, caring and a chosen priority in their parents ‘ lives, the result is a callous heart that goes out into the world to gain material success and in some cases at any cost.  Our candidates including the republican candidate, Mr. John McCain must have a heart and that heart must be grounded in the family foundation in order that he or she will understand the soulful needs of this country that is starving from a lack of love, empathy, compassion and justice.  Charity always begins at home and spreads abroad.  Without love there is no hope of justice.  It is this reality that the world does not want to face for it is love that ends corruption.  There is no need in listening to candidates programmed to the ways of the world.  They will not accomplish anything but more corruption and a need to continue to rape the American people of their freedom to enjoy life as a child of God.  What does this mean?  It means without spirit, the American people can forget having a life without dictatorship.  The gas prices are telling us something.  There is a very powerful source behind the controllers of this needed entity.  This source wants Americans to become silent slaves to their madness.  And their success depends on our not allowing love to be a priority beginning in our homes.  Love will alter priorities and needs.  It will allow us to be set free as we were born to be.  Hillary let me see your love.

What happens when a soldier falls in love with a molested angel?

“All right, soldiers, line up in two’s and follow me,” shouted Drill Sergeant Delap.

            We followed the short woman to our barracks.  Her uniform fit her like a glove and it was obvious that she didn’t take any mess.  Our over-packed duffle bags were slung awkwardly on our backs, while we carried our personal belongings in our arms.  By the time we made it to our new home we were all sweating and panting from the long walk.

Inside the long room, there were two bays, each with two rows of bunks.  The first instruction we were given was to make up the disheveled bed we would be using for the next eight weeks.  All of us were exhausted.  Some girls just burst out crying and started saying they wanted to go home.  We were subjected to over an hour of needless torture and mind games ranging from, how to correctly fold a shirt to how to clean the dust out from under our beds.

            Finally, the drill sergeant grew tired of running us in circles and ordered us to bed.  Once in my bunk, I fell asleep wishing for my momma.

But after that night, I was fine with the idea of being away from home.  It finally dawned on me how great this moment of my life was.  There wasn’t a soul here who knew anything about me.  I could be any person I wanted to be.  It was like going on stage and being a star.  I decided to be a person without a past.

I thought, “Let’s see who I am.”

Basic training was an experience I will never forget.  All forty females in the barracks were awakened at five o’clock in the morning, every morning.  We jumped out of bed and had to be in formation by six o’clock.  We marched everywhere we went, whether it was the chow hall or to the track to run laps.  We were like one big family in green.

Our drill sergeant was a petite, fair-skinned, white woman with blonde hair.  Drill Sergeant Delap was thin enough to be swept away by a breeze.  She looked like a Barbie doll in fatigues.  Her boots looked like they weighed more than she did.  But as small as she was, she could holler so loud you’d think she was ten feet tall and weighed 300 pounds.  You just had to respect her.  Her fatigues were starched perfectly, with straight creases down the front of her pants.  Her shirt was so well starched it appeared to be made out of cardboard.  The woman was perfectly presented as a representative of the United States Army.

            “Private Tillard, get your butt over here, front and center.”

            “Yes, Drill Sergeant,” I bellowed.

            “You will be responsible for this platoon.”

            “Yes, Drill Sergeant.”

            On the inside I was doing cartwheels but on the outside I was stoic and at attention.  I couldn’t believe I was being selected to be the platoon leader of our squad.  We had waited a whole week to find out who it would be.  I thought it was going to be Gladys Jackson because she passed every inspection with little effort.  Some of the girls rolled their eyes at me, while others congratulated me.

            “She must really like you.  I don’t see anything spectacular you did that I didn’t do,” said Martha.

            Martha was jealous about any and everything pertaining to everybody, so I wasn’t surprised when she made that comment.

            “I bet if you weren’t so jealous-hearted, you probably would’ve been selected to be a platoon leader.  Your funny ways would just hold us back.”

            “Jealous?  You think I’m jealous of you?  You’re just a lucky black token.”

            “Oh, so you’re prejudiced, too?  You’re a poor thing, you can’t think for yourself.  You’re not just jealous and prejudiced, you’re ignorant.”

            “You’re a black fool.  You have no right to talk to me like that.  I’m better than you no matter what you think,” said Martha.

            “How are you better?  Oh is it because you got money?  It sure ain’t because you’re cute with your out of shape butt.  You think you’re all that?  Or is it because you have white skin and you’ve been brainwashed to believe you’re better than other people?  Which is it?  It can’t surely be because you have a brain because you’re stupid,” I said.

            “You both need to stop,” Ann said.

            I sucked my teeth. “She started it.  She’s evil!”

            “Hold on now,” said Jean.

This was beginning to turn into a racial war.  The black females gathered near me, while the white females joined Martha.  All the other races of girls just looked on, afraid of the outcome.

            “This is crazy,” I said as I turned and walked away.

            “You said I was evil.  That was not fair.  It’s a lie,” Martha said following close behind me.

            “I don’t hate you, but I’m not going to let you put me down because of the color of my skin.”

            The room was very quiet as everybody moved to their areas to prepare for inspection.  As I was folding my socks and underclothes, I couldn’t help but wonder why people were so quick to attack each other.  Out of all the things we could do in life, why choose to be less than loving?

After our argument, we managed to tolerate each other long enough to get through basic training.  I wasn’t trying to be anyone’s best friend and that was good enough for me at the moment.  The biggest accomplishment for us had to be passing the physical fitness test.  We had to run two miles in a certain time frame or flunk basic training.  Most of us did well with the sit-ups, pushups, jumping jacks, and the other requirements, but the track was another story.

The Alabama sun beamed down on us like it was trying to fry us up for afternoon chow.

            “I can’t make it,” cried Tina as she began to throw up toward the end of the run.

             I ran out on the track and hollered at her. “You better make it!  You only got a few more steps and you will make it, throw up and all!”

Tina dragged herself to the finish line, barely making her time.

Girls were falling out all over the track.  I helped as many as I could to cool their faces down and encouraged them to stand up and keep moving, even if they had to walk the rest of the way.  Though many of them came in soaking wet with sweat and vomit on their clothes, all of us passed our PT test.

            The next day we had to go through the gas chamber.  As we lined up outside the shack filled with tear gas, we stood quietly waiting our turns.  The first set of ten went in and came out crying and gasping for air and I thought I wasn’t going to make it because I do not like being closed in.

One morning I was relaxing in my bed and flipping channels on my television when I came upon a documentary honoring Martin Luther King, Jr.  The film was in black and white showing the time frame of our history.  Dr. King was leading large numbers of people to march against injustice.  So many were of school age yet they were strong in their mission to be treated fairly. 

There were times when dogs were loosed on human beings who were peacefully marching to expose the injustice that ruled our country; water hoses were opened to literary blast many to the ground breaking bones and causing tearing of skin; tear gas was released in the air to burn their eyes near blindness and police officers used hard clubs to beat them in the head  and anywhere else on their bodies that would cause physical damages to take control of their lives.  The dramatic and barbaric attacks marchers experienced back in those days revealed the core heart of this country.  You must ask your self who has a right to attack a child of God?  That is the only question that one must ask to understand why racism should be resolved by now.

As I observed the hideous sight of human beings being treated like animals, I realized there was a man in the White House who was not like the average man in the White House, this man had a heart for humanity just as his predecessor, President John F. Kennedy had when he stood up for injustice.  President London B. Johnson was warned his popularity would practically diminish if he made it possible for blacks to vote in America.  This man was also involved in “The War on Poverty” and many other civil issues.  Knowing his risks, he stood behind his convictions to bring justice to the people Dr. King, Jr. was fighting for.  As a result, he lost popularity.  When asked why the fall in popularity, President Johnson told them, "I am a dominating personality, and when I get things done I don't always please all the people." Johnson also blamed the press, saying they showed "complete irresponsibility and lie and misstate facts and have no one to be answerable to." He also blamed "the preachers, liberals and professors" who had turned against him.”

This American history reveals our tendencies to not choose best.  Also it reveals that although Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and millions of other people who suffered and died for justice lacked the power to get things done alone.  The world was not going to listen or move on the determined marchers’ behalf.  It took President Johnson to open the eyes of many Americans to see how unjust we were as a nation.  As the election progress we are seeing our American demons exposed daily.  Usually when a soul attempts to bring the world to a state of universal conscious, hell breaks lose and at times someone good dies.  I pray that America is still not following the devil.  We need to stop killing hope, love and life in America.  What candidate has what it takes to step up to the plate?  Whoever it is, he or she would be a humble spirit depending on God to guide their footsteps.  We do not need darkness anymore.  ENOUGH ALREADY!!  Come on America wake up!  We are dying.

I call it a disgrace.

Excerpt:  I KNOW MIXED SIGNAL SYNDROME By Linda D. Wattley

Sad to say, a psycho/sociopathic mentality rules this country.  In other words, America breeds molestation.  The growing alienation among people is making this a loveless society. People would rather have more stuff than more people to love.  As a child, it was apparent to me there was more going on in this world than what I was told.  I wanted to know why there were so many unhappy people and why would someone shoot John F. Kennedy in the head.  I knew whoever did this to him, that he or she did not love him.  I never physically touched this man but I loved him deeply.  Hearing his voice, I felt hope.  When people willfully hurt me, I felt it only revealed their hearts and it was something I needed to know.  For sure, I did not want to be like them.

That same mentality that killed President Kennedy is found in predators.  In America, they are found in all institutions determining our fate.  Molestation is a subtle form of victimization characterized by greed, superiority over others, selfishness, hatred, deceit, etc. Keep in mind when you are dealing with a human predator, you are dealing with a person who has no conscious of the life of their victims.  Their main concern can go anywhere from self-gratification to actual murder.  Their missions can be as simple as being a con artist, politician, employer, rapist, spouse etc.  Predators live to kill life be it mental, emotional, financial, spiritual, and physical.  It seems no one ever asks the question why he or she does not have control over their drive to act on the inner callings to rape and kill.  It is not considered that just maybe it could be a powerful force taking possession of their minds and subsequently their souls.

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against

the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

Ephesians 6:12

The possibility of considering unseen forces as the means to bringing these heart-wrenching experiences is seldom considered.  One afternoon I was watching the Dr. Phil Show. The guests on his show were dealing with molestation that had taken place with a grandfather with his son’s daughter.  When the grandfather said the devil made him do it, it provoked Dr. Phil.  He immediately told him he was lying and that he molested his granddaughter because he wanted to do it.  I wanted to tell Dr. Phil so badly this man was telling the truth.  He was allowing the evil forces of hell to control his nature.  Why?  I don’t know but sometimes it is because of the conditioning to survive in an environment dominated by molesting forces to take at any costs.

            Molestation always has a predator that uses mixed signals to achieve its goals.  The mental processing of molestation is successful through a psycho/sociopath mentality.  It does not have to have physical contact to take place.  Their trusting us is not required for the molester to move confidentially in their pursuit.  However, they have to assume we trust them.  They know it is not trust that causes a victim to comply.  It is Mixed Signal Syndrome.  All a predator needs from us is to fear them in some subtle way.   For instance, the fear my books would not be published reigned over me through both of my literary experiences.  With a child, the fear he or she may upset others and destroy their families paralyzes their ability to speak about it.

Molestation is a power move to obtain selfish gratification.  It is the most dehumanizing experience in America.

Deception and lies are mixed with many levels of truths to cause the mind not to establish certainty.  If certainty is established it is only temporary because what is given is a decoy to draw us in.  Molesters at times bargain with their prey.  If we keep quiet, we can live.

            America Breeds Molestation because the source that keeps it alive is evil.  As long as our world order is based on greed, lust, superiority, racism and hate, our children will never be safe and neither will the innocent people who have a conscious.

            Everywhere we turn in this country there is corruption and in that corruption is molestation.  Mixed Signal Syndrome shows up strictly for controlling our minds and lives. The sources being mentioned having MSS does not apply to all but do apply to many of the named sources.  There is not anything new about this information.  It is just sharing an American cocktail in a clear glass with more ice.

"We have staked the whole of all our political institutions upon the capacity of mankind for self-government, upon the capacity of each and all of us to govern ourselves, to control ourselves, to sustain ourselves according to the Ten Commandments of God."

James Madison, the fourth president, known as "The Father of Our Constitution"

Political Molestation

When politicians begin molesting people, they fill the media and our minds with mixed signals of promises of doing well for the whole and unveiling knowledge of the imperfections of their opponents until the day of election.  By the time people get to the polls, they are so filled with mixed signals they do not know for sure what is real.  Many voters are moved by their fears of the future and their livelihood.  Whoever calms their main fears is the one selected at the polls. What we have gotten from our government is a direct result of MSS.  The government was established to serve the people but the people are serving the government as it controls our livelihood.  We are supposed to be a democracy and we swear by it even though there is no equality here for people because our political structure has been allowed to set up a foundation forcing classifications of people that ensure the rich will continue to become richer while the poor continue to be poorer.  Our right to vote was designed to inform our government what the majority desired and needed to remain a productive and thriving species.  The results of our voting never seem to show up in our democracy.  We still have people struggling for healthcare, education, equality, security etc.

It never seems to amaze me how the masses limit their power to a few.  The real power is in the people but because of MSS we allow ourselves to become numb to taking a stand and forcing changes for our best good.  We pay this foundation to rob us of future security.  Who would be the first to admit it?  We are an embarrassment to the world.  They know our government does not have our best interest at heart this is why the world does not understand why we are trying to make Iraq form a democracy as we have here in America. They do not see it making us prosperous. They see our MSS. We are no longer trusted by other countries.

America will pay for its tendency to enslave people by cheap labor.  This time, I believe the immigrants are going to accept this position for it prepares them for establishing a base of eventual control because they know the power of numbers and unity.  For this, I respect their wisdom to build.  Better is the poor that walketh in his uprightness, than he that is perverse in his ways, though he be rich.  Proverbs 28:6

"It cannot be emphasized too strongly or too often that this great nation was founded not by religionists but by Christians, not on religions but on the Gospel of Jesus Christ.”

Patrick Henry, that patriot and Founding Father of our country

Tonight I did a blog where God revealed to me that I did not need Oprah to carry out His cause.  Unbeknown to me I got my confirmation to why.  I just want to share it with you.
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http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/Wolves/oprah-fool.htm