Christmas Eve was spent with my sister and her boyfriend. We had dinner and opened presents and talked and laughed all night long and came home by 11 pm.

Christmas Day was at my step-daughter’s home with her and her twins and a friend. We had dinner and exchanged gifts and talked about politics, history, books, science and television and movies. The two teenagers were happy with the gifts they received and that was the important thing to all of us adults.

Of course like always, I miss my daughters and have since April 14th, 1990 when I left them behind with their mother. To me, the Holidays have never been the same without them and it never will but I try to make the best of it all, for my wife and everyone else we see.

Life shall go on is what I always think during the Holidays, and I carry on like nothing’s wrong but deep inside I cry to myself because I miss my daughters. I cover the pain and smile and laugh and chat like nothing is wrong but inside it eats me alive.

In the meantime Melinda’s condition of bone cancer from breast cancer continues and we prepare for her blood draws today and then seeing her Doctor and getting her shot on Thursday to keep her going. Each day is a watch for me in this way, for I watch her closely, and make sure she is ok, make sure she rests and takes her pills and of course do all I can for her.

Now, we are through Christmas and the music and laughters is done and it is back to normal everyday functions and life. Next comes New Years, which we will spend with her sister and her husband as promised because that is what she wants most of all and it matters not to me where I spend it as long as it is with her and she is ok.

2018 will bring changes I am sure, what they will be, is hard to imagine, for I know Melinda, has said it may be her last Christmas this year and it worries me, to hear her say that for I believe she may be surrendering some now. But, I take it one day at a time and hope each morning she wakes up to be with me is all I can do.

As of 2018, it has been 25 years Melinda and i have been together and taking care of one another, age means nothing to me and she is the best part of my life period. She was there to help me after my divorce and I was there when times were rough for her too. We helped one another through cancers and financial measses and more, to build a home and pay it off and to live in peace. God Bless Her is all I can say.

2018 is coming fast and we are stuck with an assine President who is a megalomaniac, narcissist, who has no empathy for anyone and does care about the elderly, ill or anyone else except his own rich perverted ass. He destroyed this country in so many ways already and is doing it more each day.  Hopefully COngress will get their shit in one sock and Impeach or remove him under the 25th Amendment. He has killed OBamacare and many like my wife will not get the help they need due to his ass. But we will survive the best we can and keep her going as long as we can. It’s not easy living on Military Disability Pay and social Security checks month to month, but we do it.

I just pray 2018 will be a better year than 2017 has been for us and other poor or average lower income Americans out here.

                                                                        I send my Best Wishes to all for a

                                                                        Happy New Year 2018

 

Three days before the big day when all celebrate the Birth Of Christ our Saviour! Many do Christmas, and many Hanukkah, some may do others or a call it a different name in the world, but it is a big day to celebrate is it not!

We celebrate by giving gifts, decorations and sending cards, and some spend money they don’t have to see others smile. All very important business and fun for sure, yet I think some need to remember it’s not what you get, it is indeed what you give and it doesn’t mean material things, it can be love, it can be understanding, caring and fulfilling someone’s else’s dreams and needs. The Holiday has special meanings for different people, races, nationalities, but in the end it is all about giving and caring and that is vital to remember. As the big day gets closer, stop and think of those you have known for a long time and love and think of how they are doing and what they may need too. For Family is with you I am sure,  but some friends or others you may have known in the past may not be as lucky and they need your thoughts also.

Personally, my thoughts are with those who are my children and  grandchildren, may their holidays be filled with warmth, laughter and joy, even if I can not be there with them. I just want  them to know they are on my mind and in my heart at all times. I am not rich, nor do I always do everything correct or right and yes I have regrets, don’t we all. I give when I can, and I remember and thank god I can, when I can.

Christmas/ Hanukkah time is a special moment in many minds and hearts and that is what really counts doesn’t it?. We can’t all make the right decisions in life and  other sof us may have decisions taken out of our control, for reasons beyond our own. Just because we can’t be there, doesn’t mean we do not think of the ones we are missing. I think that is important for all of the children or parents out there to hear, for the truth is never fully revealed until someone is gone. I hide nothing and my life is an open book to the world and my children’s world too if they want to know me or care, I never lied to them or about them. To me I can not change the past at all, nor can I change what is, I can deal with it in my best way and carry on though. My faults, problems and mistakes are worn on my sleeve and public to all, as are my better qualities too. I am an open book and it matters not what others say or do anymore, I am getting older, and getting more capable of reminiscing, regretting and dealing with it all.

I knew  when I was younger on April 14th, 1990, when I left my children behind I had no choice, and it proved to be true. For the fight I experienced to survive and carry on proved it so looking back. I left them with their mother because a single man with no roof over his head or money in his pocket can not support and raise two small girls. Little did I know what their mother would try to do to me, but, I fought that too and with the help of truth, justice and a smart and observant Prosecutor I was released and allowed to come home to my own state and family and friend to recover once again. It couldn’t take the pain from my heart, it couldn’t take the hurt of losing my children from me, but it gave me a way to try to recover in the only way possible, and I made it work.

To the children, my daughters I left behind and still believe I did right by by doing so, I have this to say, I gave you the truth, the facts and broke the lies apart for you, in letters, discussions on the phone an d even in person always being truthful to you. Sadly, even after all I tried I find myself in the position of not being able to change it all in any way that I would prefer, for I have neither my daughter sof grandchildren near me or in my life and that is sad to me and depressing especially during the holidays.

I also know I can not surrender, at least not yet, I must fight on and continue to support my second wife whom I love. She was there when I was at my worse, when I my soul cried itself out, over my loses, when I needed a shoulder to cry on, to recover, She lifted me up thru helping me with education and college, and then thru jobs and  even disabilities I suffer with ranging from back injuries to PTSD. She made me go see Doctors at The Veterans Administration and encouraged me to get a Degree. she became and is, my stability, my concrete and  my love.

We have been together now for 25 years, supporting one another helping each other, loving and respecting one another, and there are few who can say the same left around for sure and I am proud we are such a couple. We understand one another, we support one another and yes we do fight and argue, any couple says they don’t is lying. Yet, not argument is allowed to stand between us when we go to bed at night and the next day is a anew one. So, I will be here with her til the end.

She had cancer first, breast cancer and yes I was there for each doctor Appointment, each test, each treatment and never left her. I helped her through her chemo and radiation and the recovery. and we went on to grow closer and stayed together through it all. When she overcame and felt better, I was happy to see it. that was 2006 to 2008 for us and her mostly.  And I would never have given he rup then or now either!

In 2013, the surprise came, I received a call from my Doctor. It was my turn they found lung cancer in me. I was luckier than her though mine was caught very early and only stage one, so I lost a lobe and one third of my right lung to it. I survived though and carry one still today at the end of 2017. In the meantime in 2016 we got hit once more.

My wife’s cancer returned and this time it went from breast cancer to bone cancer, sadly. Yes she is still with me today in december of 2017 getting ready for Christmas. Yes, I take her in for treatments and check-ups and tests. Yes I bring her home and watch her always, she is strong and hanging on. She gets tired and sleeps when she wishes and I never try to wake her, she needs her rest. I don’t know how long it will be, no one does, including the Doctors she sees. but I am thankful each day she wakes up and can do what she wants. I make sure she takes her medications also, as she makes sure I do mine.

As Christmas comes closer, and closer and we prepare for it, the Wreath went up over the mantle, the swag on the door, the card get hung and we go on. I do all I can doing normal chores and more, watching her shower in case she needs me, putting creams on her arms and feet and when she disappears for any reason I go looking for her. So far she is  still here and I hope she never leaves,

I am resigned to some facts though, I am resigned to the fact my children were lost to me that April 14th, 1990 and that no matter what i have tried to do, I can’t overcome it. I tried many times and I thank them for giving me the chance, but I am too old, stubborn and PTSD filled to make it work, I will always miss them and always have from that date, and nothing will ever change it. I am resigned to the fact my wife who is 16 years my senior and the rock of my foundation will die before me and I am resigned to being alone without her. But, in the meantime, and for the time we have, we have one another, and I will have the Best Christmas of all, with her. God Bless all! For it is not the receiving that counts it’s the giving and we give each other life.

Happy Holidays to ALL

 

 

December 20th, 2017, As Santa prepares the bundles he must carry, for all the good boys and girls out there, we tend to begin to think about what we are getting and from who!

In all truth folks, the biggest things about the christmas and New Year’s Holidays are not what we get as presents, gifts or toys, it really is family and giving of ourselves to others!.

I don’t have a fortune to give presents left and right, except for my wife is all. I give her presents everyday in small ways, I wash the dishes, I clean up after her cats, I cook for her, I clean the house and bathrooms, I help her medicate herself against her cancer I stand by and help her shower and clean herself. I do the shopping and let her buy what she wants most daily and for the holidays. Yes life is not perfect we have our faults, and arguments like any other couple out there, but one thing we do not do is go to bed mad or hold a grudge against one another.

I am blessed each day to have my wife and I am not foolish enough not to admit it. I loved her when I met her in 1992, and will till the day I die. I will never meet another woman, like her, she is intelligent, has a sense of humor and a personality most folks love. We discuss everything, we tell truths and never have to lie. She is my rock, and she suffers more than I each day with Breast Cancer turned to Bone Cancer. Many days I wonder how she keeps going and worry whether she will wake up the next day and i am thankful when she does get up.

Christmas is a time and season for counting your blessings folks, not what you get as presents, but what you give  to those you love most. So remember to give with your heart, and mind and spirit to those you love during the Christmas Season!

A few years ago I sat down at my computer around this time of year, and wondered what kind of a Christmas Story I could write to inspire others, to think like I do of this Season and Holiday.

I found the words flowing one day and the result was a four page little story, that tells in it’s own way and mine, what to me is the real important factor of the Season. I ended up calling it The Importance of Christmas, it may be a tale you want to share with the children in your world and lives.

IT shows and proves some very great facts about the facts of the Holiday and Family. Enjoy for it is free on Amazon E-books till Christmas Eve! Yes Free, Happy Holidays Folks!

As others rush to and fro, shopping and back and forth to work, prior to the big day, as a retired, disabled veteran I sit home and relax to music, and watch the traffic and people go by. I venture out now and then to stores for groceries and do my Xmas shopping online over the internet and let the Post Office deliver them.

I think of earlier times and Christmases past. People who have come and gone in my life and some I miss greatly. When you reach 61 going on 62 you too will reminisce about the past and still carry on like I do for you have an alternative to it, you’re in no hurry for.  We all face our own mortality folks sooner or later and as we age we dream of those who have left before we have and wonder when will be our time. So I have taken to an attitude of living each day to the fullest and enjoying life the best I can. Each moment we are on the planet we all share is a blessing, believe me.

Each day I wake up and take a deep breath of fresh air, feel the temperature on my skin, see the light, I try to enjoy it in all ways. I love music, listening to it of all kinds, but my favorites are Country and Rock and Rock and some call it Folky tunes. Music makes my soul happy and keeps me flowing along so to say. I like to listen and play it to such an extent I even DJ in Second Life now and then. Music makes people happy and myself included of course and that is the best thing to do in life make people happy.

Memories of early family and childhood come back during this time of year and the memory of those long gone and now short gone hit me too. It is hard when your parents die young in their fifties on you, for instance my father, real one went at 55 years old, mom at 59 and step-father at 59 also. All Cancer Victims, and I lost a very old friend this year to cancer also, but bless her soul she survived with it from 18 till 60. But Alas while cancer is in my life also, I am a lung cancer survivor my wife is a breast cancer/ Bone cancer survivor also, we fight the good fight of survival for sure. Cancer cares not of color, race, or background folks, it devours from within and you never know when it will win, so you fight to the very end all I know who have had it did and we still do today.

I reflect back on those who died from my teenage years, the first girl I kissed, old friends who committed suicide at young ages, and this enow who did it at older ages. Those who died of heart disease and failure, and most of all, those who were friends, in all ways. I have lost parents, friends and surrogate parents too over the years,and I owe each of them a lot for they made me who I am today, God Bless Them all!

Christmas to many is, what do I get from Santa for especially the young children out there whose eyes and hearts fill with laughter and joy each year. They have their innocence and years to grow and learn and that is vital for them and humanities future. Over time they will learn too that the Holiday is more about giving than receiving, it is more about togetherness than separations, it is more about caring and being there, for as time goes on you lose those special moments of being with those you loved and care about, they pass. But the memories you make with them, stay with you forever folks, they may pass but they memories of them will never fade as long as you’re alive. So, as Christmas comes at a fast rate now, with only 6 days till it now, I leave you today with this message, Enjoy it all, build your memories of family and friends so when you get to the point where they are all gone and you are left, you can look back  in your mind and heart and laugh and smile at them. For that is what makes humanity special the memories, make sure you make good ones!.

                       Happy Holidays From me to all out there!

 

 

 

 

It is exactly seven days until Christmas 2017 and as we roll toward Christmas and then a New Year of 2018, I think back over holidays of past years.

As a child born in 1956, the best Christmas’s ever in my life were in my young days. When we would come down and there was either two of three of us kids in the house. Dad worked overtime in the factory, mom overtime as a Nurse’s aid and we kids went to school.

The House was always clean, I don’t know how mom did it at the time and dad always was there to help and cook as well as work his ass off daily being the breadwinner for us all. The Money was always there to buy us gifts and toys and food and dress us decent. We never really wanted for much, not in my opinion, we ate well and lived pretty happy in an apartment in the North Side of Waterbury, CT in the Projects. We seemed to have it all and on Christmas Morning, we would always awake before mom and dad and run down into the living room and inspect the presents and piles of them, surrounded the tree and out into the room. We would go thru each pile so neatly placed for each of us to see who got more, but they were smart, each of us got the same amount. No fighting was allowed at all and all were happy. we got baseball gloves, footballs, baseballs, clothes and even erector sets and books. We had simple things like sleds, wagons and such too, monopoly games and chutes and ladders too. we had things that were simple to use and enjoy and we were happy with them all back then.

One year we came down and the pile was smaller for each of us and we wondered why. It had been a rough year for us, but mom and dad did not fail to make us happy and smile. Three, Bicycles surrounded the tree that year a two wheeler for each of us shiney and brand new. I remember them well, and Dad took them to the small town of Wolcott, across from his dad’s home, and we would ride them on the weekends, as he worked a plot of land he had bought to build a home on. It was indeed a Christmas and following summer to remember. But alas, in the end all the bikes disappeared one day, when we arrived, the shed door was broken into and all three bikes were stolen from us. But, that one Christmas morning, our eyes were bright with joy and happiness and it was a morning to remember and a Christmas one too. We never got new bikes again, for we were never fithy rich or having lots of money. but we made it all work and that my friends is what Family is, and that is what memories are made of.

Happy Holidays ALL!

 

It is now 8 days before Christmas of 2017. I live in Disability payments from the military and social security unable to work after serving my country for 16 years and getting a back injury and ptsd to live with. Each Christmas Season I stop and think back on the lonely days of Christmas’s Past aboard Naval Ships sailing the oceans to protect my country.

I think back on things stolen from me, by others like my first wife who lied and killed our marriage and our family we once had. She got the kids and I got jailed for four months for a crime I never committed and had to wait to be cleared before released. She lied on the witness stand and convince my eldest daughter to do so too, almost putting e away for 20 years. but I was lucky a prosecutor was smart enough to double check and clear me. After four months of my life in a jail cell and 16 years later my daughter admitted the truth and stated it, she told what to say by her mother and grandmother, who were both sexually abused by their husband/ father who is now dead today.

Christmas for me has always been a quiet time, to reflect and hope for better times and being joined to my daughters once again, yet I have no money to visit them or see them and had to fight for fourteen years before I could even talk to then freely, Now, I live quietly with my second wife battling her breast cancer turned to bone cancer and my own ailments such as slipped discs, Ptsd and yes lung cancer myself that I survived. We carry on, taking care of one another and I wrote little books to try to sell my stories to others, to make a few cents here and there.

I don’t own fancy cars or party, nor do I go crazy shopping and shipping gifts anymore, I don’t have the cash to play that game as a father or grandfather anymore, but my thoughts are always the same each Christmas Season. I stop and think of my daughters when they were young, yelling happily each christmas in front of a tree loaded with presents under it. I stop and think of their smiles, their laughter and wonder where i went wrong, but I shall never change it all and neither could i given the circumstances  of my life. Look, if my daughters read this I know their reaction will be Dad is in a pity party for himself again, but that’s not the case girls. I still have your photos I look at all the time on my computer and mantle and bookcases. I still look at FaceBook pages of my grandchildren and you all the times I can. IT’s not easy being a Father, Grandfather, to daughters and grandchildren who never once said merry Christmas to you, or sent you a card on a holiday, birthday or anything else. I didn’t ask for what I got girls, I was handed it and have to deal with it daily, and do. I do the best I can under the sad circumstances I was given, the best I can do is say, I will due loving my daughters, my grandchildren and my wife, and when it ends for my wife, it will more than likely be my end also. I don’t have the time, the money or energy anymore to keep trying, and I know why I am ignored, but I will say this girls, your mother will never tell you the truth I have, it wasn’t my fault. it wasn’t her fault, but the results are simple and you and I both will live the rest of our days apart and thinking of what could have been.

So as Christmas 2017 descends on me, I stop once more to think of my daughters and how much I love them and miss them and l always have. I stop to think of my grandchildren far away, Kayla, Alyssa, Chase and Ethan, and think of those closely who are my step-grandchildren Zachary and Jordan.

Wishing All the Warmest and Best Wishes for a Very Merry Christmas and The Best New Year for 2018.

 

 

Today is the start of the real Holiday Season for me at least, others may begin earlier or even later, I believe  the 15th does it for me. The Cards come in the mail, the packages are bought the Wreath goes up over the Fireplace and a swag on the door. The lights go on and off once a day, and the house feels more pleasant.

The first snows begin to fall the landscape goes white and looks fresh and pure again and the Holiday Tunes come out everywhere you go and on the radio and elsewhere in homes. People smile a little more and rush a bit more, yet one thing they don’t seem to do in all the Holiday rush and business, slow down to just remember what the Season means to many of us, who are a little old fashioned.

Yes I know I am a bit old fashion in my beliefs, I grew up in a home where Christmas was a little special for all. Cookies would bake, food woul dbe bought, a meal planned for the big day. The Stereo would play the old Christmas Music of Bing Crosby, and others, and tradition would be watched on Television.

We had a big old Dutch Colonial Home in Naugatuck, CT. I had a fireplace so it would get lit on the big day and across the room would be the six foot christmas tree all decorated and lit up. As kids the house would come alive on Christmas Morning when we awoke and ran downstairs to find the presents all wrapped and piled up around the base of the tree and into the room. We would look through them to see what pile was whoms and laugh and giggle in joy as we waited for our parents to get up.

The big openings would happen and each of us got what we believed was special to us, in our own way. Well, let me tell you about the real Christmas story here, it is not about children receiving gifts and giggles and smiles. It is about a special Christmas Moment, when a young man who grows up, finds a way to give back. It went like this really, so listen closely.

It began in October of that year when I as a 16 year old boy, decided I wanted to give back to my mother for what she had gone through raising myself and my siblings over the years. I decided she deserved something special and no one else would even think about it, but I did. I took a walk downtown in Naugatuck that year and saw it in a window of a Jewelry store Michaels to be precise. I stared at it daily for weeks, and checked the prices on it and saved to get it for mom.

Each paycheck from that moment until I picked it up two days before Christmas I made payments out of my paycheck from my first job at Uniroyal.  I never missed that payment for I would get my check and in excitement cash it and put aside the money for two things one the rent I had to pay my parents for living at home and the present for mom. So, I would go from payday to the bank then, straight to Michael’s. It was a silver band and attached were the five birthstones of her children. Left to right they went across the ring, December, January, September, June and July all in a row and shiney and pretty. Every payment put the next stone on the ring, and in the end when I picked it up two days before Christmas day, I hid it in my room and waited till Christmas Morning.

On Christmas Morning, I was ready, the ring was wrapped in a plain white wrapping paper, and had a ribbon on it tied neatly. I slid out of bed that Christmas Morning and hid it behind the stack of presents, Dad had for mom, with a tag that said Thank You, from Your Kids!  I Didn’t sign it with my name just Your Kids, I wanted her to think we all chipped in and that was the plan.

We waited for mom and dad before present opening began that morning and I sat and watched. I watched all my siblings and i open the presents we had received and shout cheers of joys and showed faces of joy. Then Dad stepped up and looked under the tree, and there were just moms gifts left there. So he made mom sit on the couch and started one by one handing her her gifts, one card and gift from each of her children and one from Dad himself. As she finished what everyone thought was the final present, Dad looked at me and shook his head and mouthed the word next silently under his breath. How he knew I had no idea, but he knew what she was getting last was the Ring I had bought for her, but he knew.

As the excitement from it all slowed to a crawl . Dad bent one last time and reached under the Tree. Looked down ad then looked at Mom and said one more dear!. Mom looke dup and therein Dad’s big hand was the box all white papered and with a  ribbon in his hand. Mom stared and said, “What’s This?” Dad Said, ” I don’t know Dear but it’s for you.” and handed it to her. Mom held it in her hand all neatly wrapped and stared at it for a second it was like time had frozen for a second, she smiled slowly. The she slowly and carefully unwrapped the box, and held a small ring box in her hand all dark blue, She smiled at Dad, but he raised his hands up and said, “Not me dear!.”

Mom open the box with a barely audible click of the box hinge and looked inside, her eyes brimmed with tears and her smile widened. She stared at the ring all silver gold with the five stones on it, and immediately cried in joy as she put it on her finger. She admired it every way she could turning her hand this way and that as we all watched her. It wa son her finger now and she was one proud mom and happy to have it. She read the little card attached as it said We love you and Thank You, your Children!

MOm beamed and thanks all five of us each with a hug and kiss that morning, and she was so happy she had gotten a Mother’s Ring on Christmas Day. She never found out I had bought it for her alone, she died thinking years later it was from all of us, but it wasn’t, it was just me. But that Christmas became the most precise Christmas Memory of all for me, for it was not the receiving that was great it was the giving to that one special person for me. So when Christmas Morning comes and you sit there opening presents think of this, Christmas is a giving time and a special time,

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year Folks To All!

 

 

 

 

As one ages, one begins to realize that time waits for no one, nothing, and just keeps on. people live, people die and we continue to kill the planet we were born upon, and in the future there may be no humanity here, for we are foolish enough not to pay attention to what we are doing to the only environment that will sustain our lives. Sadly, mankind or humans are destined to destroy themselves eventually, why, simply greed and selfishness. Civilizations have come and gone before the current ones, and died off or disappeared for the exact reason I speak of. Human beings are greedy, jealous and outright wanting individuals who take, take, take but never give back. Thus the planet we live on is having the resources on it depleted faster than it can ever produce it, and then we pollute the air and water we breath and don’t think twice about it. One day we will begin to realize, we are killing ourselves and wake up to the reality of it all, as species after species disappear, and go instinct. The Icebergs of Greenland melt and cascade into the oceans and the levels raise water wise making land masses slowly disappear. Mankind will run out of landmass to live on, crowding itself on the land that is left and sooner or later the over population problem will exist on top of the rest. This is what we leave for our children and grandchildren and further, a planet with less resources, more people, less land mass and no where to go. ONce it is realized the people of the world will begin a panic mode and be trying to preserve and take and store any items they need to serve and refuse to share it all. Families will disappear and die off, thinning out populations sooner or later till there are few left, who were smart enough to protect themselves ahead of time.

Than the real war will start, people of one area will fight with others, trying to find resources and land mass to live on and we will begin to revert back to the cave man, just working on pure preservation and survival. How long do we have till our oceans rise due to Global Warming and swallow up our land masses, I have no idea, but it will happen. Just as materials will disappear from overuse and mismanagement, we will burn up the oils, the gases, pollute the air and find ourselves walking around with face masks to breath with tanks of vital air on our backs. The food will start to die off because there will be no place to plant it anymore as the land masses diminish. In the end, humankind will be looking for another planet to live on and we will have to start doing terraforming here on earth to survive. That terraforming will have to be taken to other planets to find ways, to change them to sustain our humanity as a race and population will be minor until it grows there. Yes, I know I sound like a doomsday Prophet at this time, but we can not keep ignoring the fact, we are depleting our planet at a rate that will leave it a husk of itself in no time. The Earth does have a defense system as a planet folks, and we have activated it by producing Global Warming, so what will happen is the ice at the North and South Poles will melt and so will Greenland and others like it, and when it does land mass will go underway again. The world will slowly become a underwater world where no humanity can survive and we will be gone, and the planet will be an uninhabitable water world, the maritime creatures will survive, but not humanity. The earth is smarter than then humans upon itself it can regenerate itself over time, but humanity needs land masses, materials to survive and none will exist.

Many will say, I am talking about Global Warming and destruction and doomsday effect like they are real and that it will never happen!. But, before you do say that, take sometime and check it out for yourself. The ice melts are real folks, the water levels rising are real, the animals disappearing and becoming extinct are real folks. Look for yourselves as oil prices rise, the cost of food begins to rise and material belonging become too expensive to gather or buy. IT will be a doomsday effect folks and mankind/ Humanity is too blinded by greed, lust, and jealousy to realize it. We are too busy running wildly across the planet’s surface, fighting wars of words and military might to stop and realize oh shit we are destroying ourselves and the planet we live on.

World War 2 ended when an American President dropped Nuclear bombs on Japan, and the environment has suffered since, will more be dropped or worse? Humanity faces its own eventual downfall just as different civilizations have in the world before. We tend to ignore it and carry on like it can’t happen to us, well let me say this to all. What happened to the Aztecs, the Incas, The American Indians, The Roman might and so called greatest civilizations on the planet in history, they all died off and fell, due to greed, jealousy, and being power hungry, materiel grabbing peoples. This is what will destroy us humanity, the truth is it is a slow death, and we are not smart enough to realize it or stop ourselves. Humanity, it will not matter, if You are white, black, brown, yellow or any other color, nor will you nationality matter, like American, Russian, Chinese or any other. The Chinese are already learning they need face filters to walk in the environment they have now, doesn’t that alone tell you what we are doing to the planet? How long will it take for the Earth’s materials and resources to deplete? How long before we are killing one another no more over political problems or concerns  and end up killing one another for pure survival and end up eating one another? How long before water becomes a material all need but few have to drink, or food can’t grow because we destroyed the air? The rate it is happening is sad folks and sooner or later, the world we live on, will defend itself and all shall be under the oceans.

So as 2017 rolls on towards 2018, the world’s population of humanity continues on. And the Resources disappear, and we will get to 2018, but how much further?