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Things have been interesting in these past few years. I was busting so much ass to keep my business afloat, that I really didn't have much time for a lot of side projects, like blogging or having much fun. Ironically, the more time and effort I put into keeping my business going, the faster it seemed to spiral down into oblivion. Having partners is like being married; you have to both be committed to working towards common goals, and willing to do more for each other and for the others associated with the business, in order to make it work. As of 11 months ago, I was forced to shut down and walk away. The stress was overwhelming for me, and I needed to not have so many gray hairs. I started my own painting company - all on my own. Not only did I not have to worry about pansy emps who 'didn't feel like working' or were too busy to go to work, now I only have myself to worry about and deal with. Less stress, like I said. It's rather nice to have more freedom too. Ahhhhh, just let me soak up this bliss. A few other happenings and goings on: we had another kid become an adult. Scary, but whattya do? Kids need to grow up too. Fortunately for her, she is very self-assured and knows what she wants in life. She has goals and a plan, and is thinking of her future. Our oldest moved out about a year and a half ago. Granted, it's just down the road from us, but she is making her way in the world today! Since we last talked, we had acquired a beagle/dachsund mix puppy. We had him for about a year, when Amy decided to bring home 2 white chihuahua puppies. Yes, they're cute. Yes, they're fun. Yes, they are great lap dogs. But they poop and pee everywhere! Good God! If they don't go outside every couple of hours, the carpet gets destroyed. Stupid dogs. I've always been a cat person anyway. I've grown up surrounded by upwards of 30 cats between my home, grandma's home, and other family members. With that said, my wife brought home a beautiful calico kitten for my birthday because I'm overwhelmed by yipping dogs that bark at the slightest sound. I named her Kiera, and she is the first cat I've had since my last calico cat died 10 years ago. She is a bundle of energy and full of spunk! She already has almost died multiple times by being too curious. She jumped off a ledge and missed he destination and fell about 15 feet down onto the steps. She has shown no aftereffects of injury though. When she sleeps on my lap, she has the cutest little purr! I love her lots. 3 days ago marked the 10th year since my dad has passed. Stomach cancer had eaten him up from the inside, and he's now in a much better place, with no suffering anymore. RIP, Dad... More to come later. Peace out, Erik

We're Finished as a Society Part 2: Chemicals are Making us Sick and Stupid

Chemtrails. What are they? What are they for? What do they do? Let's start with the what. Most people don't even recognize the term. You ever look up in the sky to see a plane flying overhead? You ever see that white crap that shoots of of the plane's butt? Bingo! However, until the 90's (it may have been even earlier), that trail of smoke dissolved or disappeared rather quickly, usually within seconds of it being emitted. For the layperson, they're called contrails. Pretty harmless, other than jet exhaust going up into the atmosphere and dissipating. However, some whackjobs (remember when those control-freaks didn't exist? Yeah, me neither...) decided that not only were going to go 'all in' on trying to control the weather by 2025, they were going to begin to use this means of dispersal on the populace in different countries to start making people sick and destroy their cells, and thus easier to control. They began to start spraying out chemicals from planes that looked like regular jet exhaust, except for the fact that the damn trails didn't dissipate immediately, like they were supposed to; they lingered in the sky for hours and expanded as the chemicals aluminum and barium rained down to infect and poison our soils and water supplies with with carcinogens that would begin to slowly take its toll on humanity. These chemtrails spew forth barium, a chemical almost as deadly as lead and found in Gulf War Syndrone survivors, and Aluminum- which causes neurological diseases such as Alzheimer's. It gets into the soil, which gets into our food, and it gets into the water supply. For the majority of people, they are intaking these poisons in on a daily basis with blissful ignorance. Wake up from your dreams, people! This contrived chemical dumbing-down is real, and here to stay, unless the people do something about it. These chemtrails are also being used in conjunction with these devices called HAARP (High-Frequency Active Auroral Research Project) arrays- which are basically big, scary, machines that can send out strong and powerful concentrated frequencies focused on a specific place. These frequency attacks have and can cause numerous biolgical ramifications on the planet. Remember a few years ago when thousands of dead fish washed up on shore and hundreds of birds just fell out of the sky dead? These frequencies can create a massive hole in the ionosphere, which in turn, can cause the sun to send more heat through the hole. Remember the Ozone layer problem back in the 90's? Think of that. Isn't it ironic that only within the last 20 years or so, the government has been talking about "climate change" and "global warming", when they are the ones creating the crap!? These focused HAARP arrays are also powerful enough to cause natural disasters. One such report has anomalies in the ionosphere occurring just days before the massive earthquake and tsunami in Japan a couple of years ago. Doing some research and reading some testimonies, it looks as though whomever is controlling these HAARP arrays may induce a catastrophic earthquake along the New Madrid Fault Line, bad enough to split the US into 2 land masses with new coast lines and hundreds of thosands, if not millions dead. And once you scare the people, they will just hand over their Rights in the name of 'safety'. I'm off my soapbox now. I just hope some of this awakens you to at least the possibility that your government is working against the common people. Here are a few articles I browsed as reference: http://www.infowars.com/al-gore-talks-about-chemtrails-on-ellen-show. http://rense.com/general79/chem.html http://m.naturalnews.com/news/032670_Fukushima_HAARP.html

We're Finished As a Society Part 1

The title says it all, we're completely and utterly screwed. Who's 'we'? Why are 'we' screwed? Ahhhh, you've started asking questions now that you might not like the answers to because they will go against your ingrained behaviors since you were freshly extracted from your mother's womb. First question, who is 'we'? 'We' can be defined as the ex-superpower of the world, known as the United States of America, which is rapidly deteriorating into a complete Socialistic makeover. Looking at it from the outside, you may not notice much change, but to a trained eye, it doesn't take much to notice the wool being draped over America's collective eyes. And the funny part, most people are either completely oblivious (because they are so wrapped up in themselves), are apathetic, or welcome these baby steps into tyrannical control with open arms. Which brings me to question 2; why are we screwed? The main reason is unawareness. Do you know anything of what the goverment sanctions, or allows to happen everyday that causes people to get sick and die? Do you pay attention to the fact that the people in charge of this country have one goal- to control every aspect of our lives? Some of you may stop reading at this point, because I've already bored you, or made you think I'm just a conspiracy theorist and that there is nothing wrong. That's fine, in time all will know the truth. Truth number 1: The government wants us to be sick. What?!!! Say it isn't so! That's just stupid talk! Why would they want us to be sick? Yep, I've heard it all. If we, the American population, are in a constant sick mode, and rely on drugs and pills and routine doctors visits, not only are we easier to control, but we are easier to track, AND now THEY know our medical history and can use that against us. How many times have you gone to the doctor and it takes longer to remove your jacket and wipe your nose, than it takes for the doctor to examine and listen to your concerns? Doctors are trained one way: to cover up symptoms, keep prescribing you meds, and when that fails, remove organs. They have no clue on how to find the root causes of diseases, or if they do, they should be charged with malpractice for lying to you. The medical industry makes billions a year on people who automatically do whatever the doctors tell them to do. It's an insane cycle: the doctor sees you, tells you you need meds for some ailment, and then send you to the pharmacy, where you put artificially made chemicals into your body, which may temporarily help, but guess what? You have to keep taking more, and more, and more. Oh, by the way, those doctors that sent you to the drugstore, remember them? They're getting a kickback off of the prescriptions for sending the pharmacies more and more customers. Get it yet? Some of you may have more dire circumstances that require constant therapy or meds or shots, and I understand that. I'm referring more to the people that go to the doctor for a cough, or the sniffles, or a sore throat. It's pretty ridiculous that a person goes in for a rash, and they give you an ointment to apply. Ummmm, duh, that doesn't help understand WHY you have a rash, it only works on your symptoms. That is a temporary fix; whatever caused the rash is still in your system. That's the vicious cycle: keep you coming back to line their pockets with your money and to keep you dependent and/or addicted to their meds. Now, not all doctors are evil and want to push drugs on you. I just a doctor for my mom, who is actually trying to wean her off of her many meds that she takes for many reasons, I won't go into at the time. Needless to say, I appreciate a medical professional who can offer alternative methods and ideas to deal with illnesses. Truth number 2: Eat and drink better and your health will improve almost immediately. That's right, you can take that statement to the bank and cash it with no I.D. Your gut has so much bacteria in it, much of it good, to properly digest everything. But, with bad eating habits. It destroys your good gut bacteria, and causes you to gain weight, become more tired, creates illness, changes your moods, etc. I'm the first to say that I don't always eat right. It costs a buttload of cash to eat all organic, and to find untainted food. But, if you do your homework, you can limit the crap foods and drinks with articial sweeteners, preservatives, dyes, colors, msg, GMO's, etc. If you start now, you will feel better. I can tell you from experience, that once we stopped going to the doctors and started eating better, we almost never get sick and have been the healthiest we've been in years. In fact, I haven't been to the doctor in 6 years, and that was to sever my vas deferens. After 6 kids, the bills started adding up, ya know. Anyway, I'll have more food for thought later. Take this info and do with it what you will. If you are open-minded, you may find that some of the answers are right in front of you.

A New Confusion

I went to bed Friday night with my subconscious red-flagging me. I had been preparing myself for months, since this was not something that I could just transition to in one day. However, I had been lagging behind in my preparations, due to the fact that I didn't want to think about it. Because, of course, thinking about it meant it was destined to happen.

Well, the inevitable finally occurred early Saturday morning. I was lying in bed, watching the best action-drama series of all-time with my beloved wife, 24, when I was suddenly compelled to grab my phone and look at the time. It was midnight. 12:00am, on February 18th, the year of our Lord, 2012. For most people on this earth, this would be of no significance, but for Amy and I, that day marked the end of an era. Our oldest daughter, Megan, was now 20 years old! How did this happen? Where had the time gone?

All of a sudden, we had one less tax deduction, and were now (gasp) old! I paused, in silent contemplation, as these realizations sank in. I didn't want to be 'old'! Those gray hairs that sprout daily, were really just ones doused in white paint from my job. Those creaks and cracks, and pains were only temporary ailments and were most definitely not because my body had started decaying, I reasoned. Megan may now be 20 years old, but there was no way that Amy and I were fossils yet! We hadn't accomplished anything yet in our lives to make us old. There had to be an explanation that would allow me to save face and defy the space-time continuum. All I had to do was find it. I searched and searched (for a good 5 minutes), and eventually determined that Megan has been aging at approximately a 1.5:1 ratio over Amy and me. It's the only thing that made sense. So, it seems that we are destined to have our kids pass us in physical age but remain younger in numerical age. In the end, that makes me feel a whole heck of a lot better, and that's all that matters, right?

Annual Introspection

It's that accursed time of the year again, when the depression soaks into my inner being, the apathy sets in, and my mind goes into hibernation mode. What does it all mean? Bam, another effin February...

What does this particular month have to do with anything, you ask? Plenty.

February's meaning might best be kicked off with a bief glimpse at the etymology of the month's moniker. The word February is born from the Latin word Februarius, from Latin februare meaning to "purify" or "expiate."

In ancient Rome, Februarius was the "Month of Purification" and great festivities were held to re-establish the empire's focus on righteous living.

With that said, it sounds like a great month to cleanse or gain a fresh perspective on life or matter related to it. However, from past happenstances, this month is the bane of my current existence. It seems like every year, of the negative impacts on my life, the worst ones seem to originate from this dumpy month. I could go into the year-by-year results for the last 25 years or so, but I digress.

My main reason for writing this blog is to inform others to be wary and cognizant of the dangers of this pathetic and useless month. Presidents Day can be moved to January to coincide with the entering and exiting of the White House. Black History Month can now be Black History year-round. I will evenly gladly move my anniversary to March if we can abolish all future Februaries, thus sparing me untold misery and suffering. Please sign a petition, call your congressperson, cross out the 2nd months on your calendars. DO history a favor today! Thank you, that'll be all.

Enter the Legend

Well, not exactly. It was just a title to grab your attention and suck you into the whirlpool of oblivion, also known as my blog.

I have blogged about things for a few years now. I rarely get many comments or views, but it's not a big deal. It's more of a chronicled journal of happenings that have captured my interest enough to type them in a blog. If you feel like commenting or ripping me, by all means, have at it. A little consternation every now and then keeps things lively.

I have been thinking about writing stories for many years now. I am told I have a gift at putting words on paper and captivating audiences. Not that I desire attention or fame or even oodles of money, I just like to write from the heart and see where the story goes. I had a couple poems published a few years back, right around the time my dad passed away, which more often than not, bring a tear to my eyes. I was inspired by the struggles he and my wife's mother went through before they both died. I will add them to this post.

Death of a Beloved

Immeasurable pain;
My eyes deceive.
You're only sleeping right?
Memories remain;
I still believe
You'll be waking up tonight.
Confusion and sorrow;
What can I do?
I'm feeling all alone.
There's no tomorrow.
I need you
Here, where you are known.
It's not fair!
You've left behind
Distraught family and friends.
I still care,
Though life's been unkind.
My heart needs time to mend.
My love for you won't end.


Empty Inside

My father gazes into the shadows.
Long, black tendrils reach out to beckon.
Solitude and despair are his only friends.
Sinking into nothingness, his will to live
Is swallowed up by a massive void.
The Reaper waves his sickle and laughs;
Counting down on his victim's time clock.
The final hour draws inevitably near;
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock.
I watch in horror, paralyzed, as
Comprehension sinks in.
All possible options have been exhausted.
"The cancer has spread too far, I'm afraid."
As the tears burst forth in bunches, I long
For days of innocence and promises of life.
My anguish knows no boundaries.
My heart explodes. The mist settles.
All that remains is emptiness.


You Are Loved

In good times, or bad.
If you're happy or sad,
Remember, there's love,
from Heaven above.
When you're all stressed,
apathetic, depressed;
Remember there's love,
from Heaven above.
Make sure that you pray;
That pain will go away.
And, remember, there's love
From Heaven above.



If you care to rate the preceding poems, go for it. I could use some feedback to see if I can improve on certain aspects of my writing.

I would like to move forward and begin writing some sci-fi or suspense thrillers or even fantasy fiction. I have always been fascinated with things deemed impossible by human standards, and love to read about them; and would like to incorporate these kinds of ideas into a story format.

If there are any other writers that happen to read this, do me a favor, will you? I would like to know the process you use as you write a novel or story. Do you make an outline, complete with main incidences and character references? Do you just start typing and go with it? I tend to get stuck after the first few chapters, and would like to know if there is a good way to refrain with brainlock. Thanks for any input either way. As always, I appreciate any forms of help and/or advice.

Take care.