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Be totally different if I applied for a 50 thousand dollar job and prayed to God to get it, there would be no chance in hell, on my own accord. This one is simple. I'm 3 blocks away from the hospital and I'm asking for a measly part time cleaning job, and I can't get it? Phil thinks with my college degree he thinks I'm overly qualified. Well, what did all these other women do after high school, you mean they never went to college?

My son was working in a sheltered workshop and getting good services, including good respite for caregivers before the pritivation of Medicaid. Now, he no longer has a job, is not getting a paycheck, because Repubs closed the sheltered workshops. The disabled have been petitioning and protesting since Trump got in office. When Repubs are voted out in the fall, Dems will reverse the privitization, and I hope we go back to sheltered workshops. All the poor and disabled will benefit again, and a better quality of life.

Alex Jones all in a hissy fit over the extreme Left planning Civil War, haha, when the poor rise up to take over the rich, yeah, it's happened in Africa more recently, and I've already read the book on this scenario. The big decision is to use violence in dealing with the Right wing radicals or vote 'em out of office. For instance, in Texas, it's becoming illegal to masturbate, and every decision in the past passed down by the Supreme Court is going to be changed and ended, pushing us back decades.

especially if they come after our Army in no fly zones, you'll see more wars. You notice there was no new deal with Iran, just ended it, just dropped it, no new ideas, all iron fist. The UK is out of control, and they are our supposed biggest ally. He appointed a woman to the CIA who tortures, likely it will be back on the table. He won't stand for any opposition in our country from other legislators, even though several are still going forward with impeachment. His past is laden with failures, and sex scandals.

Crooked Trump is causing businesses to close in the U.S. and go to other countries after his brilliant tariffs on goods used to make the products here. Crooked Trump lies 6 times a day, changes his mind overnight, wants his loyal base of White Supremists, can't keep anybody in his cabinet, has displaced thousands of kids, still won't release his taxes, sides with evil Israel, won't join the G7 or be with the UN all because of his hatred for Muslims. the list goes on and on.

When in doubt for the Trump admin, always blame Hillary. In fact, even when you're in the wrong, and have several people already indicted, still blame Hillary. You said it very clearly, bear arms, that means during a militia, or for political military reasons. It's to defend a movement. Also, socialism is not communism, and yeah, it's been a natural progression in this country when the 1% own it all, and everybody struggles to survive, living paycheck to paycheck, and not making a livable wage.

Dear David Young,

One million jobs created since tax cuts is not a full truth, it has been consistent with the last nine years, especially during Obama, when the economy had to rebound, and pretty much did.  If you want to quote your very own Mitch McConnell, regulatory changes.  Yeah, corps are now free to pollute our air, water, and land.  They are free to screw the average worker by not allowing anyone to the bargaining table.  First the corp will tell you not to a join a union, then your job is on the line, free to eliminate at any time. The tax cuts help those who inherited their wealth, some of the richest Americans, who also got their cush job with a silver spoon in their hand.  37% tax on these people and corps was about right, considering, they did very little work to earn their wealth. If you max out the Earned Income Tax Credit, or bring a refund of over 3 dollars through it, then you can get the additional Child Tax Credit, and probably only then.  You're better off getting the Tax C

I'm the one who has to get Phil around to get what he needs, and then he gets screaming at me while I'm driving, even when I'm in the right, like just now, a guy was stopped wanting to pull in, and he was waving me on to go, I had to cross 4 lanes of traffic to turn left, and Phil is screaming at, Go! Why aren't you going? I didn't go because I saw a car coming through the windows of this big truck blocking the other lane, and if I had to listen to both of them it would have been a major accident. I did my own screaming back at him, and then, he's the victim, I'm verbally abusing him. It's like this constantly, I retaliate, especially when its totally unproked and undeserved, then he claims I'm verbally abusing him. It's happened so many times, I lost track, all toxic relationship, all because of alcoholism.

Those of us with smarts have unofficially left this country, it's nothing but intolerance and bigotry and big money and thinking we're the only ones who exist, and thinking that only Repubs are Americans. The admin has been rifted with scandals in ethics and corruption, many have been removed, many others resigned. It's total chaos. The statements made are retracted by Trump, and changed virtually over night, so you can't trust the guy at all. It's lies to him, it's all true in his mind, the off the cuff stupid things he says. The hate speech he supports from Nazi's to skinheads to gun toting radicals and eminent threat to the LGBTQ community is not true leadership, but inviting a non diverse America, enough to push us back years. The lies that the gov was funding abortions through Planned Parenthood and other hospitals. The lies that all immigrants are violent and dangerous. The lies that the economy has created over a million jobs after the tax cuts. Yes, definitely, we have unofficially left this country, but we live in the real world, and not some fabricated story of complete success.

Noon, next Hours poem

Noon The whistle in the distance is rain, held back with a force to be reckoned with, passing through heavy when the sky goes dark, the last bit of power in me does not go out but makes a way to shade the past with height, makes a way for a chilled lunch in the mind sharp with a tongue loose as change the hour is set like a bowling pin and the minutes are rolling a great big ball of hope into the sounds from the radio and scoring at the ready the town comes alive for this hour is ours unpaid but practised to perfection.

7 a.m., next Hours poem by Sheri

7 a.m. When the work day starts, there is a creation not made yet, a barely beautiful thing just started, there is movement calling out to view an early hour opening a peanut shell the body begs burning questions against seeing the light in a cool whisper picture this day in layers each hour exposing more and more of the design to be gradually built in like trust.

Where Fox News goes wrong, to be committed to a candidate turned president makes them equally at harms way, why, because they accept so many provisions against, and don't allow so much common sense in order to govern the country, basic trade deals, harming agriculture, basic human rights bargaining for the sake of a few prolific rescues, appointing those who torture to top positions, giving the wealthy a top share of all money and leaving out the poor, what a worthless piece of shit.

Starting a new series of poems, Hours. here's the first one, 5 a.m.

5 a.m. Within one hour the sun will open the eyes of the sky and feel more tired than not until the news brews cups of strong minutes in the room where we held back time first smoke and keeping up with screens within one hour the day will develop its picture for the whole town to see raised and rising everyone will recycle their sleep into crushed promises that today will be different.

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Obama wasn't liberal enough. Look at the whole Occupy movement where it made it a prison sentence if you incite a crowd to riot. He catered to the right on his health care proposal, that it doesn't have to be public option, and said we should remain open to other options. The person of hope, he offered us nothing, but drone killings and lukewarm politics. Still, I want him back, because he put the best argument on the meaning of president. He was never in deep water, and I felt more free. Despite that, he never helped the targets, and had 8 years to do so. His foundation now sits on 500 million dollars worth of property in a depleted state, Illinois. It's all about making you an exceptional citizen. I guess we talk about the man in the mirror.

from the Memoirs of Peter Pan (first story in a trilogy by Sheri)

From the Memoirs of Peter Pan One day, the lost boys and I flew to another tiny island, flying free and happy, we saw the single tree in the distance, a huge tree, and it was perched on the top of a slab of land, and inside that slab of land was the face of a giant. We hovered to look close, and the face awoke, its eyes like craters, its mouth like a hollowed out cave, and he suddenly blew at us in a big puff of smoke and ash sending us tossing and twirling back over a hundred feet. We were not stopped though, and went to the top of the slab to see what this place was all about. There was a long channel of water, weaving through the land, around the tree, and spilling down the sides in a shower for the giant. It was green and mossy when we landed, spongey on our feet. It seemed that nothing was here, until we saw a woman emerge from a near distance, standing there with a walking stick, staring at us. The lost boys asked, “What shall we do, Peter?” So I made the first

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I've been volunteering my whole life, started when I was 12 y.o. for the Volunteen program at the nursing home. They almost wouldn't let me do it because I wasn't quite 13 yet, but they let it slide. Not that I needed to, but I've earned my way out of targeting. that's how a suspect target goes, do that community service. There's been some weeks I volunteered 5 out of 7 days of the week. It's all been a grand accomplishment. very proud of it.

I'm now on Philosophy of Mind, first post.

Human test subjects of mind control applications are all over the world, remotely done, alternating torturous weapons with pleasure mechanisms, Pavlov dog experimentation, reading or hearing thoughts of the victim, and seeing through his or her's own eyes with this 24 hour surveillance. Geneva will not help any of us, nor will the ACLU, any human rights organization, or even some of the best lawyers.  It is a gov program that is classified, and not until Edward Snowden was some light thrown on these abuses. Last year, the Cuban diplomats were hit with sonic weapons, and Marco Rubio led a committee meeting into figuring out just what happened there.  They were reporting sickness, noise campaign, headaches and dizziness, all symptoms of weapons.  Unfortunately, the doctors told the committee, it was a rare illness in the air or the food they ate.  Last month, the same thing happened in China.  Many of us feel this is the holy grail in the proof that these weapons exist, and they

If anybody is going to fight for opening up a global talk on Muslims, if anyone is going to talk about breaking up families of illegals, if anyone is going to talk about health care for all, if anyone is going to talk about radical stupid policies of the Repub privitization of Medicaid, and the disabled fighting for their lives, if anyone is going to talk about destroying the environment, and putting whole ecosystem at risk from trophy hunters, to ice caps. Then do it. Manage

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the capability of honing in on one human brain, and causing torturous distress is compounded by the head feeling alive and free, so that the conundrum is to be taken into the program you were not asking for, or wanting, and turning a living creature into a test subject that goes against every free will of the target. It's really unbelieviable, even to me, and I've been through it for decades, that nobody else around me gets it.

What a myth that one million jobs have been created since tax breaks for the wealthy. All that money went into shareholders, and dividends towards sustaining a future growth of business. If any jobs are created, they are on the low scale totem pole of low wage, and long hours. Nobody sees a return from big corps and business using their money to line the pocket books of the board and trustees who are never hurting, see where they make accountable change in actual jobs, and they are hard pressed to say it's there or needed.

this poem brought the house down..

The White Shirt for Jason Cant I've gone out to pull the white shirt without a man, without a hand, an arm, pull the white shirt off of the other end of the spectrum and find a splash in the eye of the stranger. My father, you have gone out like a bringer of darkness to fit into this shirt as I would fit into marriage or any kind of wedding dress that would hang like a sign I hold up to protest more than the cold, more than the source of pain. My father, you were wearing black when I touched your hand in the dark and found my life stumbling along like a hiker would or a truth that finally comes from the ground in autumn when I don't have big thoughts as much as that moon. My father, your shirt was discolored from taking out the dirt in our buried family bones, washing out our dreams and pounding out the sound of something lovely, something thin and lovely, something drunk and thin and lovely. You are my favorite song, my father, favorite sight in

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Here's what the back of the shirt looks like that I ordered for this special event (Strike Out Targeting) happening on August 29th at ballparks across the U.S.

a poem for all my T.I. friends, Without NASA

Without NASA (a poem by Sheri) Every day we discovered lost worlds at the top of every hour at the top of our heads looming in an idea taking shape making a scratch in the sky like a jet making a burn mark go hard as a rock the idea was to break distance into separate worlds speed up the hour and live with inherent motion it was something that could be done for escape instead of drowning in beer we took the best thought and went there instantly through space and time there are worlds I'm talking about with you ways to live in another way a better way and we defined habitation as a cycle of the moon I saw it happening to the naked soul deep inside we got there and grew fonder and fonder of essence.

good advice..

We might be going back out to Des Moines. Phil got a job offer. I'm not so happy about this. It's hard to try to pay for a suite out there, and pay for my house back home. We discussed this a lot last night, and I can already tell that Phil wants to do it. I'm just a small town girl, and people drive like maniacs out there, plus we'll have to take our dog, and she barks every time I leave, and gets us in a lot of trouble. I don't know, Phil always says, New adventure, honey. yeah.

When I had seen the mediocre one act plays at New Ground theater, and then saw they had open to local playwrights to get produced, I submitted, and she told me, Come down and hang out with us other playwrights, and get a feel for how it should go. I said, No, thanks. I tell Phil this story, and he says, Well, that's just your opinion, you're no better than anyone else. typical. Everything I say to him turns into an argument, and he can't support me one single time. Yes I am better than them, bastard, I'm funnier, more creative, and by now, more prolific.

Reposted: If you have been following the story in the news, it is believed to have been 'sonic weapons attacks' that these diplomats experienced. This could be a watershed moment, knowing that someone close to the situation brought such forward, and was believed. Many Suspect Targets in the U.S. considered this proof that such weapons exist, deployment is going on, and that injury does occur and needs to be addressed. You're right, we don't know where it's coming from, but rest assured, I've been hit with similar and more to my body. Many people have asked me, Why you? Why you, when the diplomats get it? Recently I have found out that RH negative blood has a history, but also, I think that it is done to punish, so there must have something I did wrong. I wrote to you again today, and would like to hear from you again on surveillance issues, as that is a major part of how they hone in to people under attack.

The Oval (the last in my Shapes poems series)

The Oval The egg is a perfect secret unkept it breaks as you would into tears and slides weeks of sun into a lathered pan long and yet round, the serving plate is green and came from the green house with a very fine lawn the candy bursts in the mouth like balloons all day I will dream of the next day coming up to me on a bus where the streets are numbered in these little squares you'd find on a calendar I don't want to say anything anymore I want to pray a silent song you can't unhear in the still of morning where the eggs are fresh and peppered to begin.

The Roads We Take (a brief story about Randall Jarrel, by Sheri)

The Roads We Take by Sheri Grutz Randall took his time with his students, worked over each poem like a mathematical equation, adding something, taking something away, the words themselves could have been numbers that reach a highest proportion of value. The leaves had long since fallen, and the look outside from the single window was overcast and cold, making him think of his old days playing high school football. Soon there would be snow, and a long period of darkness, something Tom wrote about, how did he say it, Darkness dares to be pink before yellow. Nancy had long commutes to her job, and always took the interstate, but she wished there was rail to get her there, something they had been talking about for years, but the funding never came through. She worked as an educational instructor for new and returning teachers, products and methods they weren't taught in college, all new, and innovative. She loved her job, and was a great public speaker. She was start

Good morning

In the U.S., one doctor death by suicide per day. One CF'er dies from complications each day. 123 suicides in the U.S. per day. 4,700 new cancer diagnoses each day. What is your day going to be like today?

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we'll be getting banana peppers before too long.

more coloring

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Rectangle (a shapes poem by sheri)

Rectangle The bed is built against the day with a blanket of trust and emotion the light has no name or place but comes through the door in a rush the candy bar on the counter has inches on the night when he says, sweet dreams the desk is built to hold the rain away and certain books that won't fade the cookie sheet has been like a dock where the boats all stick and are glazed over the drawer is full of energy when I took off and on the switch where blind men see.

I see people having babies all time with nothing wrong with them, and a little pain goes out from my heart. I shouldn't do that. hard not to. here's a little pic of when mine were finally healthy, at age 10 months.