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I spent my life savings on this pool so you can enjoy it?  I don’t remember sending out an invitation yet here you are enjoying M-Y beautiful pool. Flapping your wings around like you just don’t care. At least you can clean up your mess afterwards not add to it!!! Well at least someone appreciates all my hard work even as they didn’t contribute a penny to it!!  Come to think of it you really do look happy and isn’t that what life is about? Helping others find happiness even if it’s some damn birds !

Why don’t we truly let G-D decide. Yes, we should stand by our religious convictions and live accordingly but within our own walls not walls forced on others. Faith should come from the heart and soul not forced by the tip of a sword. We should not fear preaching our gospels with powerful words yet those must only be words.  Let others find their own path even if it’s off a broken beaten path ahead. We can try to save the world but in the end let G-D decide and judge.

It was only a game but one which now I can’t remember the start. We started as a small group following the names of a streets and determining which way to go based on their first letter, for example S equals south, N equals north and you know the last two. It was only supposed to be a weekend but as we got further in the game some never made it any further until I was the last one traveling.  I suddenly realized that all my passengers were the loved ones lost and now my journey was one of eternity heaven or hell.

FOOTNOTE- This blog post is based on a concept that came to me from listening to a few episodes of the “Left/Right Game” on Spotify. I’m not sure how that podcast on Spotify ends but this one would feel appropriate.

I am “officially” a writer today!  For although I’ve written around a dozen screenplays which two became films, had a column in a newspaper, write on this blog etc etc today was the first time I was paid for this skill. Not enough to change career paths but to at least put myself in the “writers” catalog after all. This was one of the last words my beloved father spoke to me and now they are part of who I am today.

Was it really my choice or was it the words of legacy that made me who I am today. How much free will is there on my side or is just that I’m born with this DNA?   G-D only knows yet I wonder if those that came before changed the path that I was going by their input or was their message something predetermined by the one who continues to write the book.  In the end can we change the path of our future generation or are those words already programmed in?

“Leave The World Behind” is in many ways a reflection of President Obama. For this film has all the expectations of being something great but ends as a big dud. Yes, it’s beautifully crafted with incredible sets but they are both basically empty at the end. The characters are more developed then the actually resident of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue but to what point!  We expected so much more with this film yet at the end wondered what was truly the point of putting such trust in it.  “Leave The World Behind” could truly have brought us together but in the end left the public feeling left behind.

** 1/2- Beautifully crafted and had it’s moments but never got to where we thought it should be.  Yes, I’m giving it a star better rating than the one in 1600 Pennsylvania’s mirror because some of the movies moments were actually brilliant.

As I lay in bed an image crawled on my ceiling. This was an image that many would say was just my imagination pulling at me so I had to send this proof that it was more than some random neurons. It haunted my being not by some awful sound but by the silence that crept up on me. Why there why now? Was it a long-lost loved one trying to say something to me or could it be something that was a dark reflection of me? I give up it’s time for you to take a peak.

We thought we were prepared until it hit! All of a sudden the structures that would keep us safe appeared to turn to rubble. We scattered scavenging for any attempt of food and lost each other with an avalanche of winds that nearly blew us apart. The pounding storm brought us to our knees and left us wondering was this truly the end. Then it all ended as if nothing occurred before. One of the elderly came out from some type of rock and warned me this is only the beginning as the season of pain has only just begun.

FOOTNOTE- Ode to deers