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The girl, the lion…and her story.

“Once upon a time, all the people decided to love animals and keep them safe.  They knew that killing and eating animals was wrong.  No one should take a life, or cause harm, or suffering.  And the lions and tigers, mice and bears, were happy and knew that a new way of life was being born.  And the children showed the others how they had been on the wrong path.  They showed them that there was a way to live in harmony, so that all living things could thrive and be happy.  They showed them that Death was not the way to exist.  The children asked the grownups to stop polluting, so that they could breath and be healthy.  They asked them to be kind and stop hurting everyone.  They asked for peace and joy and an end to fear and unhappiness.”

And the lions listened to the girl’s story and accepted her gifts.  When the she was finished reading, she looked at the lions and said:

I will care for you.  I will help and protect you
for I am a child of all good things
a child of love and sweetness
of caring and soft whispers
and I love you



Best I could get while in a moving car…LOL It was a cool mural. One of these days I’ll actually go there and take real pictures. There’s no where to park for a few minutes and we’re always on our way to somewhere.

These are two plants I’m going to get for my flower box…when the weather gets warm. They are so pretty. (2 pictures)

Joseph Smith…31

“The ship will be here in a day or two,” said Lee.

“What is this?”  asked Jade, staring at the thing in front of her.

“It’s a classic sandwich.  It’s peanut butter and jelly.”

“You actually eat this?”

“We love it.”

“Uh.  No thanks.”

“You’re loss,” said Lee, picking up half and taking a bite.

“I don’t think so.”

“How much do you remember?”

“How could I possibly know?”

“Good point.”

“Are the dogs on board?”

“Yes, a black lab and a golden retriever.  Here, I’ll show you,” said Lee, going to the book shelf.  “They are about this tall, at their back, she said holding up her hand, and they are sweet dogs.”

“What do you mean, sweet?”

“They’re nice.”

Jade looked confused.

“They like people and they don’t attack or bite. They aren’t very aggressive dogs.”

“Oh.  I’ll see when they get here, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“When can Smith have sex?”

Lee stared at her.  “He can barely breath by himself.”


“Let me put it to you this way. If he doesn’t DIE, maybe in a few weeks.”

“Weeks?  How many moons is that?”

“I’d say thirty.”

“Too long.  I’ll talk to him about that.  He usually heals faster than this.”

“He was shot twice.”

“I know. I was there.  What’s your point?”

“He’s had serious injuries.”

Jade stood up, stripped off her catsuit and said. “These are serious injuries.”

Lee took one look at Jade’s body and started crying.  “What happened to you?”

“He should get up.  That’s all I’m saying.”




Today is: National Adopt a Shelter Pet Day and National Animal Advocacy Day.

Elizabeth, Sonny and Sweet Pea are going home.  They were in the shelter for several weeks but they knew yesterday was World Wish Day so they all wished to go home together, soon.  Their wishes came true.

WARNING: Religious people please skip this. Really, it’s for people with a different POV. If you read far enough (this is long) a new god will be born. One that makes a lot more sense.

I don’t need, or want, a shepherd
I’m not a sheep
and I live in a city
we don’t have shepherds in Chicago
I never lie down in pastures
green or otherwise
because of the bugs and sharp pointy grass
besides if you can find a pasture around here
horses will be in it
and you can see them while you’re standing up
we don’t know if we have a soul
so there’s nothing to restore
and why would a soul need restoration anyway
aren’t they supposed to be forever things
I don’t follow anyone…period
And how can a rod or a staff comfort anyone
they’re weapons
If there is a shadow of Death it’s not confined to a valley
and if there’s a shadow of Death, there’s a shadow of LIFE
because humans are the ones who made darkness seem more evil/frightening than light
simply because humans can’t SEE in the dark
Light and Dark are equal
I would not knowingly eat with my enemies
and if I was around my enemies I’d want to see their hands at all times
If anyone poured oil on my head, they would be covered in it
and our relationship would be over
I don’t want to dwell in anyone else’s house
and how about goodness and mercy when people need it
if someone has the ability to hand out goodness and mercy
and they don’t do it
well you decide for yourself what kind of shepherd he would be


I know people love the 23rd but realistically they just add all kinds of made up meanings to the words.  Metaphors and images that paint a certain picture.  Words and meanings that make people feel better but here’s the thing…why can’t people take care of themselves?  Why do people need, or want, some invisible entity to take care of them?  Why do they need an invisible god to tell them if they are good or bad?  Aren’t people supposed to grow up and take care of themselves?  If humans stopped looking outside of themselves, for an invisible parent, or shepherd, they might take more responsibility for their own actions.   Aren’t people supposed to be independent and stand on their own two feet, not be toddlers waiting for someone to hold their hands?  And why would anyone want to be weak and helpless…prey or food? Baaa

It’s creepy to think of some guy walking walking around with a rod and “makething” (not a real word) people to lie down in pastures. If someone actually did that, the police would be involved.  And who would EVER want to be a sheep, or do what someone else tells them to do?  Okay, some people pay for that kind of treatment, but that’s not what I’m writing about, at the moment.

Ya know, I’m not trying to be sarcastic, although that might actually be my natural state, I’m just trying to figure out how people can believe any of this stuff.  How they can WANT to believe any of this stuff.  How anyone can want to be under someone else’s thumb and how any one can choose to be a sheep.

If I had to be an animal I’d be a dragon, but if the animal had to be one we could actually SEE, then I would be a mongoose.  Mongooses are vicious and no one screws with them.  Therefore,  I’d have to put the beautiful tiger image in my head aside, and go for the hissing, snarling, vicious, killer mongoose.  Some guy tells me to lay down in a pasture, or dwell with him, and my inner mongoose is going for his throat.

And anyone who can do something about the things that are happening in the world and doesn’t, well, that’s just evil.  And if you think free will is real, and that’s why the invisible one doesn’t help, there’s a bridge for sale in Brooklyn.  We are running on the wheel making decisions we actually believe we are making when, in fact, we are all part of the herd, so there’s no bloody excuse, for a god not to help.  That’s an excuse believers make up, so they don’t have to admit that there’s no one there TO help, or that their god doesn’t care enough to do anything at all.

If god does exist, I hope I have a body when I die, so that I can punch him in the face for every kid who starved to death, was repeatedly raped by the men in their lives, fathers, brothers, uncles, cousins, teachers, priests, neighbors, well you know…anyone.  Cuz that’s the kind of god that needs to come down here and experience LIFE first hand.  Live in the ghetto for about 70 years, or get thrown into a cell because he’s black, or be beaten, shot, raped,because he’s a she, or never know what it’s like to NOT be hungry, or to watch his family die from disease and dirty water, because there’s no medicine for them. Yeah, if some god wants to get real, I might listen to what he has to say.  Until then, I don’t believe there is a god and if there is, I think he sucks.  He’s like the rich guys who send others to die in war while they stay home safe and sound and watch the action from a distance.

And if you believe that someone died for your sins, exactly WHO defined what sin is?  And don’t talk about the ten commandments.  WHITE MEN told people what sin was, so they could control the herd and get paid off for forgiving them.  It’s a con and always has been.  Look, people couldn’t read or write, they were starving, the rich guys were taking the few things the poor grew.  The pesants didn’t own their three turnips and the pews were empty because people were KILLING THEMSELVES to get out of here.  So, the catholic church made suicide a sin, so they would get more followers and money, such as it was.  Today, people believe that suicide is a sin because god said that it was when, in fact, the catholic church just make it up, like they made everything else up…for their own benefit.  They took everything from the pagans and said it was theirs.  It’s all about power over others.  It’s about MONEY and GOODS, WEALTH and again, POWER OVER OTHERS.

One thing I believe for sure…no one should bow down to anyone. Ever.  If you’re being knighted, because you’re into that kind of thing, go ahead and kneel.  You pretty much have to, because the sword is supposed to hit both shoulders and the queen is really short.  But to WORSHIP anyone, or anything…whoa…take a step back.  No one is better than anyone else.  No one.  No god, out of the billions of gods that people believe in, needs to be worshipped.  THAT’S A GOD WITH AN EGO!!! What’s god gonna do to you, if you don’t worship him? Kill you?  Kill your kids, your dog and everyone you love?  That happens to people all the time, even if they’re on their knees everyday.  When we bombed Hiroshima, and did those horrible things to innocent people, did those people suffer because they didn’t believe in god, or because they believed in the wrong god?  Could any god have helped them but didn’t?  Or was it simply because America decided to drop an Atomic Bomb on them?  And what about the 17 people shot to death in the last school shooting?  Where was god then? Was he busy, or just wandering in a pasture with his rod and staff, repeating the same old thing…”I won’t interfere, I’ll just let/watch the sheep die.  They have free will and can choose not to kill each other but they like it, so it’s not up to me to stop them and save the lives of those kids and teachers.”

Well, here’s what’s really happening:

WE ARE KILLERS, so if god made us in his own image, then he’s a killer too.  He made us killers, so we could be just like him because he’s a god with a huge ego and a hunger for chaos.   Since we are killers, which seems irrefutable, then he is responsible for all the dead kids, and everyone else who did not die of natural causes.  He wanted us to be killers in the first place, so believers are just LIKE HIM.  You can’t have it any other way.  A+B=C.  Right? 

So, if this is his design, then he’s a Death God, which makes perfect sense.  It’s something to work with. It fits. We kill because we were made to kill. I can get with that.  A Death God would naturally make killers, rapists, pillagers, hater and other simliar things, in his own image. He would set up hunters and prey, he would rig the game for violence, suffering and death.  If he didn’t, why would people kill anyone, or anything else?  This is simple and easy to understand.  Seriously, this is believable, not the humble shepherd image hiding on his throne waiting for someone to sit at his right hand.  Yeah, never in a million years.  You have to know that “his image” doesn’t mean the shape of his nose, right?  His image is DEATH, that’s why he killed his own son.  Death makes sense to him because he’s a Death god.  That’s how he works, thinks, and sees things, and if we can get our heads around that, everything falls neatly into place.  War, all the violence around us.  Perfect sense. Death, destruction, chaos.  Death god.  

His minions, rapist priests, destroy/kill the lives of children and actually do kill some of them.  A Death God would think that was normal.  Whole new view of god, right?  Like one of those many armed statues of Kali, but male.  Blood dripping from his open mouth, the skulls of little kids hanging around his neck, standing on a pile of bones and rotting bodies.  NOT a gentle shepherd.  When you look at it logically, it really does fit.  Death God=violence, torture, suffering, disease and DEATH. Even if you’re shaking your head and saying , “No, what is WRONG with her?”  you have to admit that it makes more sense than the whole shepherd routine.  That’s why I could never understand any of it.  Death god=humanity. Made in his image.  Destruction-death.  Catholic churches, rapist priests, those are his temples and front line workers.  Wow, pieces of the puzzle just fall into place when you think of god that way.  A Death god would never step in to stop anything that’s happening, since he loves suffering, violence and death and this is exactly how he set it up. This is how he made the world.  I get it now.  I don’t like it, but I get it.  I still don’t believe in god, but if I did, this one would make perfect sense.

And no, I have absolutely no idea why I write things like this.  I just let my muse do whatever she likes.

Don’t miss this amazing and beautiful 3 minute video from: Astronomy Picture of the Day



FROM: MY MONKEY MIND (This is just a beautiful corner of a work that I admired…the corner was just wonderful…LOL The artist posted it.)

via Bottom left corner of on One Level This is it. — MYMonkey MIND ( MYMM)


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