Just a Molecule on my Teacup


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The day after Easter 2018 as I watched “Killing Jesus” on National Geographic a thought that has surfaced before came to mind yet again.

Back in biblical days the writings of Gospel of John were the supposed true facts of Jesus life. This begged to question my mind as to how they were waiting then and still over two billion so called Christians are still waiting.

Than the thought came to me that in this life we are born, we live the best life we can. We also must take into consideration how each of us have different circumstances and how they effect our lives.
It’s as if we were in a play and the main character.
We grow old and die.Or we die younger than we should because of accidents,health problems,mayhem or self destruction.

Where do we go ?

Could it be possible that this life we lived was our heaven or hell as it very well seems to be for many. We live in pain and wonder if death is the ultimate escape and we wonder about the so called heavenly bliss of afterlife.

I for one, do not allow any 4 walls of any church too hem me in. My heart holds my beliefs. I feel we do the best we can and should treat others as we would like to be treated. Often times turning the other cheek, looking the other way or just totally avoiding anything or anyone that upsets our bliss zen state of mind and spirit.

Perhaps the air we breath holds the essence of all those we have loved, human or animal. A breeze that suddenly blows our hair all over our face,or a sudden rainstorm dampens our skin like a dewy mist,suddenly appearing and disappearing.

Could the air we breathe be minute particles of life molecules ? Could our ancestors be gently sustaining us as we continue on in life’s journey ?

So of course I did some research.
Amazing how our minds think up these things and than lo and behold their is actually some truth in it.

“It sounds unlikely, though Kean is convinced. Consider the arithmetic, he argues. Caesar’s final breath – exhaled as he was stabbed to death in the senate – would have contained about a litre of air made up of about 25 thousand million million million molecules. At the same time, a litre of air represents 0.000000000000000000001% of all the air on Earth. When you crunch these numbers, says Kean, you will find that roughly one particle of the last air that was breathed out by Caesar more than 2,000 years ago will appear in your next breath.
“Across all that distance of time and space, a few of the molecules that danced inside his lungs are dancing inside yours right now.”

Source:
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2017/jul/16/caesars-last-breath-sam-kean-review-decoding-the-secrets-of-the-air-around-us

And here is something I wrote back in 2009.

It still applies more so today:

I am experiencing some minor annoyances in the form of phone calls and email from people I have long since decided not to associate with anymore.

How in the name of Zeus did they find my number or address? Easy.

They looked you up on the Web, or Goggled you, or rang up a former mutual acquaintance.

Privacy these days is a luxury.

Be polite. But firm. “I’m very busy. Thanks but no thanks.

Hope you are well, Got to run.

The fire alarm is going off
Someone is KNOCKING
The cell phone is ringing
Gotta Pee
May take longer
I am sorry you have dialed the wrong number
My cat just threw up

Do not renew a relationship which is more work than it’s worth.

My View on being a EX Jehovah Witless

The fear of burning forever in a fiery grave without the hope of eternal bliss has put FEAR in place of Love in man’s hearts.

If you’re a religious person, it’s easy to convert and become a spiritual person, but if you’re a spiritual person, there is no way in hell, that you would ever think about, becoming a religious person.
It would be like finishing college and then starting kindergarten all over again.
Once you shed your religious skin, you will never go back.

I for one am not in denial. I am very much AWAKE and I will never go back to the pits of that organization called the Watchtower.

May my Mother rest in eternal peace awaiting the New Earth she was promised. Oh and Only 144,000 going to Heaven…please don’t get me started on that one.

I have always said “Anyway the wind blows as long as it isn’t any where near a Kingdom Hall “.

The teachings of this organization have led so many down the wrong path and all for the wrong reasons.

Our family unit was totally destroyed by the so called unconditional love showed within the organization.

We tried to get our loved ones to truly see the light and they were told we were liars and apostates.

They were not allowed to even ask questions for fear of being reprimanded.

I am not here to bash anyone.
I do not think a person’s belief system should be ridiculed.

It is after all your life and your future.

Religion has become obsolete.
The Popes are corrupt,The little Lambs are being raped and plundered by pedophiles within.

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Under My Heart


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I was 12 years old when an unorganized religion informed my mother of a different path.

A  promise of everlasting life on a paradise Earth. It would effect our entire lives for many many years to come.

Life changing.

All Days that began with HAPPY or MERRY ; were not too be celebrated in anyway.

Jehovah and Mother’s Day

 So Mama, this is for you.

I found a huge box and I have put lots of LOVE in it. Your favorite Channel #5, a soft silky handkerchief,  flower seeds, a bottle of grape Manischewitz wine. 

Over the years I made a point to gift you on other days. But than you cut me out of your life. Again, because an organized religion told you I was a apostate.

For YEARS at a time.

I moved far away.

I lost contact with family and close relatives.

The Holidays became unimportant days. Just a date on the calendar where everyone else seemed to go into debt to make sure someone else was Happy.

My dad was ecstatic, as he never liked spending too much money on any one thing.

The Holidays and Birthdays before I turned 12 are fondly remembered

Jehovah Witness

A group of people who’s faces are flat from getting doors slammed in their faces.

This does a great JOB of summing up:

The name of a religious cult who get brainwashed by mind control techniques into believing that their interpretation of the Bible is better than anyone else’s.
It was started by some idiot that got this vision of the world coming to an end in 1914. When 1914 came and went, he then managed to persuade his flock that it would happen in 1942. When 1942 came and went, well let me put it this way… Anyone who would even think about joining this cult is mentally ill to begin with.
They publish some toilet trash called the Watch Tower and are also known as the Watch Tower Society and JWs. In 1933 their leaders conspired with Hitler against the Jews. Several of their top members were thrown in jail for committing fraud, larceny, sexual deviant acts, etc. But somehow the cult manages to go on. Go figure.
If a member deviates in any way from their way of life all other members are required to scorn them. This is just one of their many mind control techniques.
But the worse thing about JWs is that every year hundreds of children die because these geniuses think that “Thou shalt not eat blood” refers to life saving transfusions instead of becoming a vampire.

Jehovah’s Witnesses are the “False Prophets” that God refers to in the Bible. When one comes to your door, just give them a copy of the letter their leaders sent in support of Hitler and tell the bigots to fuck off.

by Alfie The Horndog August 10, 2005

You carried me under your heart.

I carry you in my heart.

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Dear Mommy


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Dear Mother.
As I sit here and reminisce about you, our family I just wanted too thank you for the love and care you showed me as a child. Clean clothes, wonderful homemade meals, a kind word, a shoulder too cry on. So many little things that probably went unnoticed and unappreciated at the time.

Later in my adult life you didn’t speak too me for 12 years and I always felt cast out of your life. The same way I had been casted from THAT religion.

The first time we saw each other again after those 12 long years seemed as no time had passed.

Yet it had.

Moments, laughter that could have been shared as it should have been.

Than years later being shunned yet again. Than you left this earthly realm.

You called the day before your surgery to say you loved me.

The few mementos I have from you will always be cherished. Your dolly in the bottle, your pretty embroidered handkerchiefs. The heart jewelry box with your snap on earrings that kill my ear lobes. Your original wedding band from 1945 that I wear everyday.

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Where ever it is that you are you always will be in my heart. You reside in my mirror when I gaze at myself.

Your beliefs took precedence and I can not fault you for your journey. It took me sometime to realize that indeed each of our journey’s are unique and of our own making.

I Love you always Mommy.

Australian psychologist brands Jehovah’s Witnesses “a cruel cult” as Watchtower ramps up its shunning campaign | JW Survey


Australian psychologist brands Jehovah’s Witnesses “a cruel cult” as Watchtower ramps up its shunning campaign | JW Survey.

“Whatever the Governing Body may profess their “heartfelt desire” to be, they cannot escape the fact that their actions and decisions have caused misery and heartache to countless thousands through their cruel insistence on unscriptural policies such as the shunning of family members.”

My thoughts on being a EX JW


The fear of burning forever in a fiery grave without the hope of eternal bliss has put FEAR in place of Love in man’s hearts.

If you’re a religious person, it’s easy to convert and become a spiritual person, but if you’re a spiritual person, there is no way in hell, that you would ever think about becoming a religious person.

It would be like finishing college and then starting kindergarten all over again. Once you shed your religious skin, you will never go back.

I for one among many am not in denial, I am very much AWAKE and I will never go back to the pits of that organization called the Watchtower.

May my Mother rest in eternal peace awaiting the New Earth she was promised. Oh and Only 144,000 going to Heaven…please don’t get me started on that one.

I have always said  “Anyway the wind blows as long as it isn’t any where near a Kingdom Hall “.

The teachings of this organization have led so many down the wrong path and all for the wrong reasons.

Our family was totally destroyed by the so called unconditional love showed within the organization.

We tried to get our loved ones to truly see the light and they were told we were liars and apostates.

They were not allowed to even ask questions for fear of being reprimanded.

I am not here to bash anyone. I do not think a person’s belief system should be ridiculed.

It is after all there life and there future.

Religion has become obsolete. The Popes are corrupt, The little

Lambs are being raped and plundered by pedophiles within.

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             Current Music:
Dark Side of the Moon (Pink Floyd)
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you’re older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I’d something more to say.

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.