Men and women speak ideally of love
But when it is inconvenient it is a burden for them
Being worthy has nothing to do with it
If you are alive then you are worthy
Being capable of love has nothing to do with it either
The fact that you are capable of breath and flowing thoughts innately also brings the fact that you are capable of love
Then what?
It comes down to choice
Public and pure while private and prostitute keeps all of us aware of the truth and shrouded in lies
Love is whole and pure. It is lasting and very significant.
Lust is craved in the flesh and the cure is shortly enjoyed, then the thirst begins again
All are capable of both
It isn’t as simple as one or the other
Rather, seeking balance with both forces for they are both inside all of us
The choice of how and when to nurture them is yours.
Just as our bodies need vitamin and protein fortified nutrition… we can still choose to feed it junk, and many do.
The result is weak bodies, sickness, underweight and overweight, pain and ultimately early death.
Our hearts and souls need fortifying relationships and stimulation ones as well.
I’m guilty of positive and less that positive thoughts feelings and actions from time to time. As I recognize this I can and do make choices that make happiness more and more lasting…
My choices are mine
Your choices are yours
Choosing to be happy might not always work the first few hundred times, but when you can believe in happiness more then your sorrow… it will be so

Love is not all about physical romance
Love is also about acceptance
Accept that you make mistakes
Accept that others do as well
Honor them and your self
If not for the mistakes the lessons would not be as easily accessible

Remember that problems only can exist if there is an equally powerful solution to said problem


All can be mistaken for its opposite
Perspective and time will reveal what truly is

But, deep inside your soul
You know that you ALREADY know



“NOTHING IS SO SACRED IT CAN’T BE QUESTIONED. I believe in the sacred. I just don’t believe that when passing the sacred on, that it can be merely proclaimed as such and then be assumed to be owned by those to whom it has been “passed onto”. I could go so far as to say that I think the more sacred something is the more it should be questioned so that it can be constantly reaffirmed as sacred indeed. Declaring the Bible or the marriage bond or some doctrine sacred does not make it so. If the sacred cannot stand up to scrutiny, perhaps what we have is more traditional than foundational.”

-someone pretty honest and smart!

Opposite to conclusive research…… this has nothing to do with much…. but a lot to do with everything

I am a completely different type of creature than most.  I get anxious in my mind, but it does not reflect in my physical.  I can be completely freaked out, and usually no one knows.  I can see things happen before they do.  I see the past in people’s eyes.  I can feel how you feel when we speak and/or when you are near.  I don’t have to ask you at all I already know just by the sound of your voice or the vibrations of your presence.

I play the game though.  I go through the standard situations norms and establish some sense of emotional connection with people when in all reality, I have that the moment I hear or am near any individual.

The difficult part of this is that I do not know of any other person, IRL that shares the same types of abilities.  Pretention and masks are worn by many, but you cannot hide behind one from me.

You do not have to believe me.  I never would want to MAKE anyone do anything.  I have likes and preferences like anyone, but I  can see around a situation that is objective and for me that has become my source of survival.  I am alive because of that.  There have been many murderous attempts upon my life.  They have all failed!  As obvious as that sounds, it is vastly powerful as well.  I am alive because I did NOT give in.  I am alive because I did not succum.  I am alive because there is more for me to do.  I am here because others need to know what I know.

I am here to learn from you.  I am here to share in the pain and the joys.  I am here to love and be loved.

I am not here to solve the worlds problems.  We all have different ideas on how things could be ran, should be done and what is wrong with what ever system is currently progressing, or falling.  But we have difficulties determining who is correct and who is to lead.  Why must one lead? Why must only one be right? and why is there such difficulty?

Pride is something that can be inpenitrable.  How irreverent and delightful it must be to those who just want to watch the world burn to see the ones who could have the answers swallow them in their pride.  How harsh and horrible things get when the ones who know, close their eyes and stick their fingers in their ears.  No one can benefit and no one will heal if no one is willing to compromise and work with what they have and can aquire.

Why am I telling you these things?

In trying to make the besT out of any given situation I’ve been in my current environment allows me some pause to create a plan of action. I’ve enjoyed most in my life solutions that can have the best positive out come for more than simply myself

No matter how useful and productive a system is or is not there are always ways to improve them. Do you follow me so far? Places that are there for people in distress like homeless shelters and domestic violence shelters are wonderful to have. Yet they can breed intense problems and difficulty in and of themselves, correct?

The ones that set them up and provide the care are honestly valiant individuals and I honor them value them and am extremely grateful for them…Therefore I want to be of some assistance for them

I cannot give money
But I can give timeManagement is stressed Volunteers seem lost The place is filthy Nothing is organized

I want to help with these things. These are things that I can excel at.  I am not much experienced in the day to day, go to work, come home go to bed … repeat.

However!!!  I am imaculate and incredible at crisis management and preparedness.  Comfort for those in crisis situations and care for those providing care.

I can see in your eyes and feel from your frame what care you need.  the problem I have is you don’t know what you want or need and therefore I am usually not permitted to interfere.  Sad.

some day perhaps.

Until then, I am here.


Public Converstaions can be wildly amusing!!!!

Paper, leather and glue are might powerful.

Shashicka Tyre-Hill's photo.

a Favorite of mine…


Sabrina fair,

    Listen where thou art sitting
  Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave,
    In twisted braids of lilies knitting
  The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair:         40
    Listen for dear honor’s sake,
    Goddess of the silver lake;
            Listen, and save!
  Listen, and appear to us,
  In name of great Oceanus;         45
  By the earth-shaking Neptune’s mace,
  And Tethys’ grave majestic pace;
  By hoary Nereus’ wrinkled look,
  And the Carpathian wizard’s hook;
  By scaly Triton’s winding shell,         50
  And old soothsaying Glaucus’ spell;
  By Leucothea’s lovely hands,
  And her son that rules the strands;
  By Thetis’ tinsel-slippered feet,
  And the songs of sirens sweet;         55
  By dead Parthenope’s dear tomb,
  And fair Ligea’s golden comb,
  Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks,
  Sleeking her soft alluring locks;
  By all the nymphs that nightly dance         60
  Upon thy streams with wily glance;
  Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head,
  From thy coral-paven bed,
  And bridle in thy headlong wave,
  Till thou our summons answered have.         65
                          Listen, and save!
SABRINA rises, attended by Water-nymphs, and sings.

By the rushy-fringéd bank,

  Where grows the willow, and the osier dank,
    My sliding chariot stays,
  Thick set with agate, and the azurn sheen         70
  Of turkis blue, and emerald green
    That in the channel strays;
  Whilst from off the waters fleet
  Thus I set my printless feet
  O’er the cowslip’s velvet head,         75
    That bends not as I tread:
  Gentle swain, at thy request,
    I am here.

The Right Choice for Shooga


I want to write this poem because I just want you to know,

I love you more than anything, but have to let you go.

I have cared for you for a brief moment in time, and now that we are here,
I can’t imagine leaving you, I’m over come and can’t stop the tears.

So I will set my selfishness aside and try really hard to be strong.
Even though I know that I want you here with me, in my heart with me you will always belong.

We’ve had a couple months together, but it just is NOT enough
But the cruelty that bore us both into the world, to our love has given rebuff

So, please my love forgive me for the choice I have to make.
I would to God I didn’t have to, but to keep you here just for me would be a huge mistake.

What I have to do is killing me.  It’s breaking my heart to let you go.
But I trust that Jesus will watch over you, and I will pray for you always that you will be happy and grow and grow and grow!

I know that it is scary, I am afraid too.
I don’t want you to have to be alone, I don’t want to be alone either and that’s the fucking truth.

I know you will not understand and I wish I could let you see
How much I want my love to be enough and how hard this is or me.

No matter what does happen I hope that you can forgive
But I only wanted you to have the best life, one I couldn’t give.

It is something that is only possible if I completely let you go
Hand you to the loving arms of those who really know

I’ve had a lot of loss in my life but things were always taken away
This will be the first time I will be giving my baby away but also a way

to live.

Shooga, I love you so much and you will be with me everywhere I am, I know
-but God it hurts so very much to let my baby go