LIfes Missions/ and Endings Maybe?


      In every life we have missions which the supreme being we call God put us here to do. Once we complete the missions we were assigned when placed on earth, we start to fade from existence and head back to from which we came. It is in finding the mission needed to complete life that we find truths, honesty, justice and necessary ways of going peacefully. My parents God rest their souls died of cancer at 55 and 59 and my step-father went at 59 also. My Grandfather died of cancer at 70 in a nursing home, am I next I don’t know for sure but the hacking has begun, my breathing gets whiny at times and I get weak and tired. My cat scans show shadows in my lungs and who knows what may come next, but I write because I feel it is my way of saying what needs to be said before I go anywhere. I am a stubborn bastard, I did what I always said was right, and thought needed to be right, but, I can’t change people’s minds and the facts that hurt me most.

       I have already told those closest to me, what I wish to happen if i die, no expenses for anyone at all, have the U.S. Navy cremate me, place my ashes in an urn, take me to the middle of the ocean and lay my ashes on the ocean on which I served for 12 years. I don’t want medications, pain relief, or kept alive if my time has come I wish to go in peace is all. Soon I will face further tests to see what is in my lungs and what the Veteran’s Hospital can do for me, if it is beyond overcoming I will accept my fate is all, and return to where I was sent from in peace because I did all I can do for myself, those I Love and more! Acceptance is all I have left isn’t it? If the Navy gives a flag for my death and the time I served I wish it to go to the youngest Grandson period.

 

 

 

 

Life, Limits and Questions


      As we go through life we face different things that affect our lives, we face loses, we face gains, we face births and we face deaths and ultimately we face reality and our on demise. Sadly, it is a truth of human life on the planet earth, that we have a limited life span. It’s a matter of fact not fiction we all have only so much time to do what we must do and get it done. Sadly, no matter what happens the human body begins to malfunction, break down and give out, muscles go, organs fail and yes we even get diseases and cancers. But it is the spirit of humanity that keeps us going, the interaction between human beings that makes life worth living, is it not?

       Each day we face endings that we wish we didn’t have to face, a pet dies, we bury or cremate them and life goes on, a parent dies and we think we will miss them forever and want them back, but nothing we can do, can make that so, yet life goes on. A parent dies and we wonder why so soon, why at that time did they have to go, we don’t have the answers, but we do know the emotional feelings of the lose. So yes we have no defined times for our lives, some children are born and die the same day or minute, some get killed out in the world playing, and some grow older and die from many causes, but we can’t define why they were all taken from us, can we?

         The biggest mystery in the world is still human life and intelligence and how we live a life span and contribute to humanities continued existence. We do it by interacting with other humans, by protecting our planet we live on, by protecting our own families and creating them. Amazingly it is all this interaction that makes humanity so human and vital on Earth.

      Mankind’s existence is not solved as to where we really came from, evolution does not give us the full answers, religion doesn’t either, it’s still the oldest question known to humanity, what came first the chicken or the egg? We shall probably never know for sure, whether the galaxies and planets we live on were created by a supreme being or it came from a big bang off a star or anything else. The old argument of Evolution vs explosion or big bang theory doesn’t really tell us much does it? For in the end the real questions are simple ones regarding it all. If a God or Supreme Being created it all, where did he, she , it come from and why did they do it? Or if it all came from a big bang off the sun or another planet then why did it happen and what caused it all? The bottom line is mysteries like our creation as a human race is and will always be unanswerable by humans, we can’t get to the point of where we came from if we don’t have any real clues  can we?

       The only way to solve any mystery scientific or otherwise is to dig as far as we can into our own past, and planets history. Yet even with the clues we gather and facts we now know, the answers do elude us, don’t they?

         Some people, believe that knowledge is power and power is to be a leader and in charge. I say real power and knowledge is knowing your own family history, where you came from and where you may go to in the future. The real power in life as a human being is being connected to those you love in such a way as you make a difference in a positive way for all of them. Life shall go on, long after I am gone said my  stepfather  said to me, live it to the fullest, and enjoy it and never forget those you love!.  As he said, I shall be gone soon, as the hours days and weeks pass, and they become months than years, I shall be gone but humanity will be here. The clock shall tick the time shall pass and life will change, enjoy it while you can. For life is limited for all women and men!

 

         

Two Kennedys, One King Jr. . and More!


      Assassinations, they happened in big numbers in the 1960’s in America! We all know of John Fitzgerald Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr., and Robert Kennedy too, but do we know how many of these great leaders were killed by conspiracies, to stop their climbs to the stop or their movements? We do now and shall forever more.

       John Kennedy was not killed by a lone assassin nor was Robert or Martin, they were killed by conspiracies that rocked America and the world. Taken down by bullets of more than one person’s involvement and two out of the three by more than one shooter. Why, simple, the people found these men leaders who they could follow to better the world and others found them radicals they couldn’t believe in or threats to their things happening. That is the purpose of these things, Assassins are meant to stop movements and people from becoming too big, and their followings too.

       Recently a woman has come forth in The Robert Kennedy assassination and said it more than once there were more than 8 shots fired in the kitchen in LA that day in 1968. She was there, she was an eye-witness who saw and heard the shots, the tape reveals she is telling the truth for 13 shots are heard on the only audio tape of the moment. Like his brother before him Robert Kennedy had a vision for America and a want to clean it up and take out corruption too. He was shot to prevent him from running rapid over crime and it’s organizations as well as to stop his rise to the Presidency.  Sad isn’t it how Americans kill the leaders that are doing good because they fear them. History has many examples of it too.

      James Garfield shot and died, from not the right medical treatment, Abraham Lincoln shot by Booth, Kennedy shot by Oswald they say, but really shot by at least three shooters, Martin Luther King Jr. a man preaching peace and justice and freedom, shot by a crazy man, who did not work alone, and then Robert Kennedy shot by Sirhan Sirhan and another in the kitchen in LA in 1968. Victims of believing they could make a difference in America and in the world shot down by extremists and people with different platforms to advance.

         In the 1970’s investigations were the thing to do in these cases, and  committees and commissions did them. Each time the murders of the two Kennedy Brothers and Martin Luther King Jr. are opened and reviewed the conclusion is the same conspiracies existed to stop these men from getting power in America and the world , sad isn’t it? I mean we grow the leaders, we help them become the leaders they are and then when they get so big they look like they can make a difference someone comes along and kills them all. You can blame Organized crime, lone nuts, crazy people, or you can look at the logic behind it and see, all of these men were feared for the places they could take America and the world for the positions they represented, by people involved in positions for the opposition, yes it is covered up and hidden, but no one assassinates anyone without a reason, it just doesn’t happen that way.

       The Kennedy Assassination and parts of its paper work and files and more are still sealed in Washington and  I am talking John’s death, till at least 2030 or further. When people ask for the information they get redacted documents hiding information, why?  The bottom line is the Government is withholding this information on the grounds it will expose the lack of effort to find the real killers and who really did it.

       Protect us yes, hide the truth and the facts no, we need a new set of lawmakers who can stand up in Washington, and get the information released and the truth told to all Americans and the World, the only way to save America’s future is not to hide its past mistakes and nuts, but to reveal it all and prevent it all from happening again!

The Writing Bug!


Each day I wonder what subject to cover in my blog, or what story or poem to write. How does one decide what to put in writing and tell the world or private friends or family?  You don’t want your life explained or examined by strangers or anyone else, so you tend to stay with subjects meant for the public to  read and care about.

       I have covered so many subjects on my blog from Politics, Republican primaries, Democratic too, and benefits that will affect the whole senior population over 50 in the United States. Items such as will Social Security be there for those who paid into it, or will it be all borrowed out? Will Medicaid and Medicare still be there, or will they be phased out by the rich so the poor have nothing left to lean on?

       I have covered the Death of a Diva in Whitney Houston, who all now know died a cocaine related death in a bathtub at age 48. The sad loss of such a talented person hits us everyday, in many ways and each of us is affected a little differently.

       Doctors fighting Cancer, illnesses, and more I have written about. I did a story called The Disease which deals with the rising rate of cancer among people in the USA and how it has affected my life and my beliefs and my way of thinking.

       My stories range of love, and death, and Naval life, but the biggest stories I have ever told are family stories the stories of parents gone wrong, children in pain and survivors.

        My poems have ranges the same breath and width of the human soul, from love, to lust, to health and to death, yet I still fight a subject and write as much as I can, hoping humanity will experience and understand what I say and enjoy some of it. Am I wrong for doing so, I doubt it and i don’t tend to use language that can disturb or upset people I write in plain American English is all.

        The hardest part for any story-teller, poem teller or blog writer, is to flesh out what you write about to show the emotions, fears and cares of the people you write on and the scenes have to be vivid and catching too. The subjects can range of course but we all know, what the audience really wants is something to catch their mind and grab them and carry them through the story so they can look at family and friends and show them or repeat it themselves.

       Doris Kearns Goodwin does that, Robert Ludlum did that when he was alive, and Jack London did it also in the early 1900s. Writing such as Poe gave us poems that hit the soul and make us think, Shakespeare wrote so many plays he is never forgotten. Singers and writers write songs of stories and songs of love, they may range from rock and roll to country to even classical, but they still write and pass it all on.

       America’s past and its future is built on writers and the stories, ideas and poems and songs they write. It is a country that learns lessons from the written, sung and spoken words. In the end it can be the writers of all kinds that can bring the world to  peace or destruction by what they write and show to all of us. Writers carry a large responsibility as well as the respect of many in the world. We all look for the items written that touch our souls, hearts and minds and we find them written by people who are in the end human in every way. That is what is called the writing bug that bites many humans in the world.

■Loneliness


  • Loneliness
  • By: William McCurrach 
    Loneliness comes in many forms for many different people,
    Some get so lonely and think of ending it all,
    Then, they stop to think, is it all worth it,
    But don’t ask anyone else, because the reply,
    Will bring a tear,
    And that in and of itself; is a scare.

 
Many times the solitude and quiet can get to the mind,
It can make one think, they have no hope,
It can make one feel stupid and like a dope.

 
So when you think it is not all worth living,
And you are so depressed,
And you get tired of always giving,
Don’t give up; remember always, that someone,
Somewhere out there,
Does care, so pull your self up, stand proud,
Join the world, join humanity and the crowd.