Hello World.... Hello Donald TRUMP. I loved your 2016 Campaign words about caring for the "FORGOTTEN MAN." I LOVED the "donation " DEMAND even more. It showed me how tough you are. Your PERSONAL email to me, WOW, asking for $42.00 to launder into your chef's budget. I did not know pro or con about you for sure with all the things you "said" you did, talk about abortion, verses what I read and hear now. Hiring "Muscle" instead of young girls to ask nicely for donations to your TRUMP MACHINE
NOW TRUMP really did send me a short email (He misspelled a word so I knew it was from a human.) He and Melania were praying for me and my SPIRIT would pull me through. That's like yelling "MEDIC" and the medic yelling back "Don't worry, you'll be fine".
proved you were TOUGH enough to stand up for my freedom...
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This stuff is no LIE, Bragging, or asking for Liberal Freebies. Yeah I am alive for Pain is phantom ( in my mind only ). It is not pleasant when I yell and grab my guts but 99.9% of time my nerve pills control it. Only 3 times was it severe. Maybe 50 years ago in Dallas I was so tired but had to brace myself to sit on the edge of bed to avoid "broken legs" like a dentist drill on nerves with no numbing. Then my cracked open skull happened when I woke feeling great at 9:00 AM. I put one foot on the floor and coughed softly... BANG WOW. No time to grab cold wet cloth for headache. But PAIN last only 2 seconds. Last thing I recall was my head hitting the pillow. So I woke up again feeling great. I looked at the clock and it said 10:30. OK, no big deal, I was out cold for just an hour and a half. Then I looked again. It was 10:30 PM . Out cold 13 and 1/2 hours. Damn, whole day wasted. Then decades later here where I now live the massive heart attack which kept me awake heaving and rubbing my chest for 48 hours. Well Hell, I was not unconscious or dead in first minutes. So when I was able I went around town (fell on hood of my car once but nice guy helped me into pawn shop for a gun license application which my friend filled out and I just shakily signed, you know...one gun..one bullet in case pain like that ever again). I went around paying bills to avoid late charges then called a reliable taxi to the local VA to put myself in the Military Vet psych hospital. After the 80 mile ambulance ride trying to avoid breaking my back on the bumps (you ride over the rear axle, take my word after +/- 40 times Interstate Highways are not smooth). Immediately at the psych hospital my 2 pain killers were taken away so I could fight is cold turkey, mind over matter so I could take command of the pain in the future. I still remember my SURPRISE the LAST time I gasped for air and no ice pick can out of my heart though my pectoral muscle. Laugh when I tried to explain the catch 22 to a black guy about the city trying to force me out of my home because it'sa mobile (but nicer than many site built house here) the extra stress cause me to dig my fingernails into my chest where the main arterie from my heart runs down the center. It felt like cloth stretched so hard it was tearing (aneurism) but of course not real. Black guy was scared to death, I was in a wheelchair after a fall (dizziness I finally could not control with my whole brain) He helped me into my bunk and was trying to get staff attention. When I was able to walk without pushing my wheelchair for balance an ARMY Colonel gave me a second one-on-one Christmas party. Then staff called me outside. The female staff thought it was cold but I picked up some snow and squeezed it hard enough to melt back to just water proving it was not cold. Ha Ha. Anyway in the parking lot were some horses and a red wagon. The hospital is in St Louis where it is brewed.
WATCH THIS
Only broadcasted once in spite of +/- $million cost in HONOR of 9/11. Many "Americans" in the "Land of the Brave" do not even grasp "Honor" today.
NOTE: A man who's son died in one of the Towers wish to not see them go down again every September 11.
The Original Sin
God has the Knowledge of Evil
in addition to
the Knowledge of Good.
However He told Adam & Eve not to eat of the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge (of Evil)
for God who Created Man's Brain knew it was not big enough to cope with the results of knowing Evil.
How hard is it today to keep up with Scams? It also led to War, and today even with Russian Communism gone there are Rumors of War.
Now here is what I think God Thinks about the following ...
"OK, you may be Dumb, but don't treat a good horse like this."
Women, you shall give birth in pain. This has a simple reason. Is it not logical that God had to enlarge the head a little to fit a brain able to cope with Evil?
I got this part from the book
"The Dragons of Eden"
by
Dr. Carl Sagan
This reminded me. Besides trying to get food to eat tonight, figuring out solutions to US & World issues, figuring out whos telling the truth in POLITICS, searching for another car to drive a few months until Unbelievable Wealth from my fiance's uncle andf we can buy a home, I am looking for a place to build it....
This is no joke. I have looked in 20 US States and the world. 1000 s.
Since "Love thy Neighbor" means nothing here I want to pick and choose mine from the other side of the mountains.
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FRIENDS, at age 73 I only recall vacation trips with parents, none of my own. When on the F-16 job hours were so long that Christmas break was just mostly sleep. Then when I got the call from my uncle that Dad was in intensive care, come fast I doped my F-16 stuff and knocked down one mn on the way out in a half run ignoring th amed guard, around a cloverleaf at 80 mph, Texas to Illinois in 4 hours. Then 12 days in intensive care, telling the doctor not to keep him alive as a vegetable (a country minister came and we held Father's hand to pray and in spite of brain damage Dad suddenly moved both arms like to form a cross but the arm in a cast was stopped by the bed rail) . Like me he had psychic vision of future. He knew when we talked the year before. I could tell he was getting it off his chest when he told about the man he shot in self defense. He was tough, went water skiing with his cracked ribs still taped from a car wreck. He had GUTS. He ran to the back of his engine and kicked the release bar to uncouple the freight cars which were derailing, got back tyo the throttle and full speed raced ahead to save engine and crew.
Father on his steam engine
That same LAST time with him he let me run his Diesel freight at 55 mph exactly like this picture with double size 200,000 pound coal cars but he had to sneak me onboard on a pitch black night. Believe me it was spooky when the engine lights only showed part of the first 200,000 pound car rocking left and right on the bad track and knowing there were many more behind in the darkness.
Well I just found out it is too late to pick up groceries tonight at Walmart . so I guess I should be kind and call American Legion so they stop trying to find someone to do it. ALL day and no reply from taxi. He had a baby on last month and it would be a shame for him to grow up without a daddy....the creep.
You see I have done absolutely no work today. Just tired of it all. So just in case I want to share some fun I had in the Military.
After Basic I went to radio training. It was easy for me so I never had to study after class. So I had free time after polishing the brass door knob and such. Well, on $75 per month you have not much left after hair cuts and uniform laundry, but the Base Marina rented small 6 horsepower fishing boats for 50 cent an hour. I would just cruise the Biloxi Back Bay. Then I started getting some kicks by timing my pass in front of the bows of barges then snapping the engine fast to turn 90 degrees into the 6 foot wide water between the barge and shore bank. Each time I got a little closer to touching the steel. Photo but no fog.
Sorry, can't find photo.
God Bless
I was about 3 feet from patting a lead horse on the nose when they rolled the bad cases out. I knew the +/- 35 degrees was too chilly for them to stay outside long . So I backed out of camera frame so they could get their photos of a lifetime before they died. Heck I have my photo with the first C-5 Galaxy one an airshow stopover during it maiden flight around the world and one talking to a COWBOYS player. I will leave out all his Superbowl catches and touchdowns. No photos of many such things.
Me bumping my head on engine of that 1st C-5
Me talking to Golden. I was surprised. He's a little guy.
Hollywood Henderson, the black guy was well know to have a cocaine habit (which he beat like I beat the Pain). One night he walked into the nightclub i was in. I sat down to chat but he was up fast and opened a door hidden in the dark and went upstairs. Next day the News said he was arrest fr possession again 4 hours after he opened that door. Hmmm, I wonder where he bought his cocaine. So I tried to tip a cop friend who was always smiling when we met at the coffee shop. But he said"Oh that's not my district". Hmmm, smiling because he was living high on the payroll. Anyway obviously Hollywood walked out of jail being ALL TIME TOP LINEBACKER.
Now my first weeks on the F-16 program I was reading the same flight control system book the Pentagon read when someone behind said "Burlison, say hello to this guy". Lawrence McCutchen and I talked a while and shook hands and I got back to work. He got through security because his brother's desk was about 25 feet from mine. Plus he was number 5 of TOP 5 running back.
I guess life was worth something. I did make it petty far from playing in the dirt.
OK WORLD...this is my world...
Pasted from my LinkedIn
Hey friend. You're the best friend in the world. I live in Benton Illinois USA where average income in poor state of Louisiana is $48,000, only 4.8 time my income. Stop by for some coffee. Door always open in case so ambulance crew and cops don't break it down. Do not know if energy assistance welll replace windows and dorrs a second time.
Have a coookie with your coffee. Oh I ISIS oops "I insist".
more light headed now. hope my point was made.