Gang Stalking – Memorial Day, May 27, 2013.

English: Picture of graves decorated with flags at Arlington National Cemetery on Memorial Day 2008. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A young patriot salutes heroes at the 2009 National Memorial Day Concert on the West Lawn of the United States Capitol. See more at Army.mil (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: SUFFOLK, Va. (Dec. 13, 2008) Wreaths are placed at the Alfred G. Horton, Jr. memorial Veterans Cemetery to honor fallen veterans as part of a Wreaths Across America Ceremony. Wreaths Across America is a program to remember the fallen, honor those who serve and teach children the value of freedom. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Mandy Hunsucker/Released) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I can’t believe it’s Memorial Day already.  This year is flying by.

I was going to write “Happy Memorial Day”, but I stopped myself.  Memorial Day is for honoring men who fought in the wars  American  has/is in.  This is a day to remember all the men killed while fighting to keep the U.S. free. And America has been in a lot of  wars and a lot of men lost their lives to keep all Americans free.

Memorial Day always makes me sad.   I  think of  all the men who never got to live a normal life. Who were taken away too young.  Whose children never got to know their fathers/mothers.

I was going to write about what soldiers would think of today’s America, but it’s a day to remember all those who’ve died, not a day to be judgmental.

So, in remembrance of those men/women who died in American wars, let us celebrate them for caring about preserving American freedom and willing to die for it.

May they all R.I.P.

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Gang Stalking – Happy Father’s Day to all fathers.

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I can’t believe it’s already Father’s Day.   How time flies when we’re having fun (not)!

My father died a long time ago.  I have few memories left of  him.  He died very young. I always considered my father a very good-looking man.  It  is only now that I realize how very handsome he was.

I do have one very vivid memory, though.  My mother got sick and was put in the hospital.  One day my father was going to visit my mother and I asked him if I could go with him to see  her.  He said “sure.”   We took the subway to the hospital, and arrived at  the hospital within 20 minutes.  When we got to the desk, my father told the receptionist that we were there to visit my mother.  But the receptionist told my father I could not see my mother because I was too young.  I was 9 and I had to be 16 to visit her.  So I had to wait outside while my father visited with my mother.  I went outside and waited for my father.  While standing, I heard someone call my name.  I looked up and there were my  mother and father waving to me and throwing me kisses.  I told my mother I loved her and missed her.

When my father’s visiting hour was up, my father and I began our walk toward the subway again.  We passed a store that was advertising a sale on coats.  My father said to me, “Do you want a new coat?”  The coat I was wearing was a little worn out, but it was still wearable.  I said, “Yes, I do.”  So we walked into the store.  The sales people were very helpful and I liked them.  They were very patient with me. I modeled coat after coat for my father.  At one point,  I said to him, “Dad, which coat do you like?”  He replied, “It doesn’t matter what coat you buy, you look beautiful in all of them.”  Beautiful!  Me beautiful!  My father thought I was beautiful!  I always thought I was attractive by the way people treated me, but beautiful!  No one had ever called me beautiful before.  My father thought I was beautiful! Wow!  From that day on, it didn’t matter the names someone called me.  My father thought I was beautiful!

I finally decided to stick with a blue coat that had a mohair look to it, and walked out the store wearing it and feeling really beautiful.  I held my father’s hand as we continued on our way to the subway.  I kept looking up at my father, and I so loved my father at that moment.

As I write this, my heart aches so much.  I would love to see my father again. I miss him.

Dad, miss you and Happy Father’s Day.  Love you.

Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – Write about your oldest friend.

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Where did you meet?  When did you become friends?  Why do you think you friendship has lasted so longer?

I don’t have an oldest friend. I’ve moved around so much that friendships only last as long as I’m in the same place as the person.   Once I move, friendships don’t last.  The friendships don’t last because I haven’t stayed long enough to develop a good relationship.

The one person that I’ve always considered my oldest friend has been my older sister.  My older sister has been a friend to me wherever I’ve gone.  But my sister died a few years ago, and I don’t have her as a friend anymore.

And today, I can’t have any friends.  I can’t trust anyone who I meet because of the gang stalking.  Usually when someone tries to befriend me, it’s because he’s a gang stalker.

So I can’t write about an old friend.  I don’t have one.

Countdown:  54 blogs to write.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Write a sequel to your favorite movie.

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Write a sequel to your favorite movie.  It can be a synopsis, just a few sentences.  What happens next?  What can you imagine would be the future of the characters, and key decision they’d have to make?  How can you imagine it working out?

My favorite movie has always been “Casablanca”.  Below is the sequel to the story.

The war has ended, and everyone is trying to get back to their normal routine.

The two main characters are Ilsa and Rick.  Rick is a café owner in Morocco.  Ilsa is in Paris, living alone.

Rick has never stopped thinking about Ilsa since he last saw her.  He thinks of her almost every day.  Ilsa is living in Paris and living unhappily.  The nazis killed her husband, and she’s having a hard time dealing with his death.  She’s been drinking a lot, and is very unhappy.  She often thinks of Rick, her ex-lover, and wonders  how he’s doing.  Rick is thinking of selling his café, and returning to the states now that the war is over.  But before he returns to the states, he wants to find out what happened to Ilsa.  Should he take a chance on finding Ilsa and being hurt again?  And Ilsa, should she return to Rick’s Cafe and tell him that her husband has died?  Rick decides he going to find Ilsa.

Ilsa and Rick will find each other, but something that happened will keep them apart.

Countdown:  75 blogs to write.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – Do you think Shakespeare existed?

Do you think Shakespeare existed? Or are there just too many plays and sonnets credited to him to be the work of one person?

I knew a lot about Shakespeare’s plays because I studied Shakespeare in an advanced English class. I did not know anything about his life. It was never discussed, now that I think about it.

So I decided to check out Shakespeare’s life.  What life?  The man doesn’t seemed to have existed.  No one knows where he was born.  And no one seems to know the date he was born.  It also stated that Shakespeare was Italian, not English.  His parents were Italian and left Italy because of the chaos.  Shakespeare changed his name when he grew older to an English name.

But no one seems to really know anything about him.

When reading about Shakespeare, it  said he was a drunk.  A lot of his plays are of royalty.  From the impression I got of reading about him, he was a very simple man, and not well-educated.  How did he know what went on in the royal court?  How did he know about traveling?

A lot of biographers stated his parents were farmers, and he hung out with very poor people. It says nothing about Shakespeare getting an education.   How could a man who was not educated write such plays and sonnets?  Others state he came from a well-to-do family.  Everything I read about Shakespeare’s life is a contradiction.

You would think if a person came from a well-to-do family, there be a lot more information about him.  Well-to-do families are very strong on family history.  They want to make sure their  family name lives on.

Even when Shakespeare died is a mystery.  It seems he died from different causes.  Several state  fever from drinking.  Others state cerebral hemorrhage.  And they’re not sure of the date.

The one sure thing I know about Shakespeare is that I learned nothing about Shakespeare.

Did he exist?  I’m leaning toward not.  But who knows?  Anyway, even if he didn’t exist, he got the credit for writing all the plays and sonnets.  And whoever really wrote them got screwed.  The more I think about Shakespeare, the more I think the plays and sonnets were not written by one man, but by a group of different people.

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