Wasting away from Covid

Eating a hamburger was a milestone!

Firstly, you all know me as an author, not a doctor. I don’t even play one on TV, although I could.

I will not delve into conspiratorial territory where covid is concerned.

Since I picked up the dreaded infection in the hospital, I suffered the usual complaints of no sense of smell or taste. There were other abnormalities that went along with these symptoms too, but weight loss triggered many other concerns, which meant more doctors.

Un-explained and rather rapid weight loss usually gets most doctors sending you to an oncologist. In my case, they sent me to a GI doctor who ran multiple tests before sending me to a hepatologist. (liver doctor)

Without thinking about what she was saying or how it might affect me, she said the cause was most probably liver cancer. We needed to find out what kind so we could see if it is treatable.

The last few months of 2021, I spent getting my affairs in order. The weight melted off, and I began to resemble a holocaust survivor. I am certain depression played a role in my weight loss too.

Having spent the last part of 2021 and the first part of 2022 taking different tests to determine the cause of the weight loss, they determined it was not cancer. This was the last week of April 2022.

The ‘doctor’ who had been tossing around the C-word turned out to be a PA. She held herself out as a doctor and introduced herself as a doctor but indeed was a PA with two years of training working in the office of a specialist. When I inquired what the doctor thought about what we were doing, her response was… “He hadn’t had time to look at your case.”

How can a specialist who has a PA doing his work for him allow a PA to toss out the C-word without knowing for certain what the diagnosis is? How can a specialist in all good conscious not supervise his PA? After six months of being their patient, how the hell could he just ignore what she was doing? How many other patients of his is she misdiagnosing or just scaring the shit out of them?

That is my rant about the state of our medical care today. I just wonder how they coded the bill to the insurance company. Was it from a specialist or a PA?

The problem I have stems from Covid long. There are no experts on Covid, and truthfully if someone said they were, I wouldn’t believe them. I do believe Covid was invented, and I don’t believe the vaccine was or is ready for prime time, nor should it be a once size fits all solution. That is my opinion.

Most of the symptoms you read about regarding Covid long, I manifested over the course of the last 12 months.

With unexplained weight loss still an issue, I was about to seek some medical purpose Pot as a possible remedy to see if I could get my appetite back. Thankfully and truthfully, I didn’t have to go that far. Before my discovery, I doubt I was getting 1000 calories a day. The labs show that I was malnourished.

I mention that because I think it is relevant to the conversation on how this ‘medication’ might be working.

Truly, my heart goes out to people who suffer from anorexia. If you have ever wanted to puke thinking about eating, that is what it is like and what I lived.

Telling someone to ‘just eat’ is cruel. Imagine you had to eat living grub worms to stay alive… That is what it was like for me.

My life was waning; I forced myself to eat things that made me gag. It was that or die.

I read a story written by a young lady who was dying of cancer. She talked about watching her body waste away. I got it.

I swear I don’t get money for this, but I am telling you what I found that is over the counter that turned things around.

Geritol, yep that liquid you might have seen your grandparents take, I take a half-ounce of it every day and most probably will for the rest of my days. Keep it out of the reach of children.

My energy levels have returned, my weight is going back up, and I crave certain foods again. When my neighbor asked me how I was doing, and I bragged about eating an entire hamburger, she had a puzzled look on her face. Friends, that was a huge deal for me and a milestone.

I don’t know how Covid affects the brain, but it does more than just jack with your sense of taste and smell.

As a side note, I told this story to a friend of mine whose daughter is suffering the same fate. She told her doctor what I said, and he laughed at her. “It is just iron and vitamins…”

If that were me, that doctor would be fired on the spot.

For a moment, let’s say it is a placebo effect. The brain can cure you or kill you, all on its own. You have no doubt heard of hypochondriacs. That is the same thing. A person with that affliction will assume they are sick, and they will become sick.

My liver enzymes and other numbers are showing that it is not a placebo effect; however so, that is my story. I am telling you that stuff is working for me. I have turned others on to it, and it is working for them. Just possibly when you starve your body, there is a ‘shutdown’ routine. Again, not a doctor but I suspect that the body burns what stores of energy or fuel you have before it begins to shut down your organs. I would wager that the unexplained weight loss many patients experiences is part of the process of dying.

Geritol is old and has been around for a long time. I could not find it locally at any drug or grocery store. I don’t imagine they sell much of it.

Amazon is the least expensive (and only) place I have found to get it, but your mileage might vary.

Speak with your doctor about it; I did. My liver doctor didn’t laugh a bit. He has patients on transplant lists because of what covid has done to them. He saw the difference in me in just a few weeks.

What would you care to wager that he keeps Geritol in his toolkit?

I am certain the trick is to stay well-nourished. How or why Geritol made this difference is anyone’s guess but, I suspect it had a lot to do with nourishing those organs that control things like appetite.

-Best

The Green Dream

Ever ask yourself if what you are hearing is the truth?

As a writer, I must confess that the news of the day has a detrimental effect on the creative process. With the Covid fiasco fading into the sunset, we have another disaster on the horizon. The media teases us with the phrase nuclear war. What would happen if? Could we survive? And the list goes on as to the stupid bullshit they promote for clicks or ratings.

One nuke gets turned loose, and the world as you know it is over. There are so many nukes in the world we could destroy the planet a hundred times over.

Have you ever wondered why people spend so much time and money on inventing better ways to kill each other than to just get along?

Gas prices topping $4 a gallon should be cause for alarm for most people. There is a push by the ‘squad,’ a progressive doltish bunch of politicians, to save the planet by using ‘green energy.’

There is nothing new under the sun, and this is true of this bunch of uninformed individuals who most certainly will be financially rewarded for pushing this agenda.

Here in the US, under the Bush regime, we were forced to give up Freon, a very efficient coolant for something that uses more energy to produce similar results that are much harder on the equipment.

Since it uses much higher pressures to achieve similar BTUs as freon, the equipment wears out faster, and often the coils used for transferring heat develop leaks.

This loss of freon was all predicated on a lie that we were destroying the ozone layer. In truth, the fluorocarbons in freon are much heavier than nitrogen-oxygen, so they don’t make it up high enough in the atmosphere to do any damage to the ozone layer.

I would love to know why other countries are still using freon if this was such a hair-on-fire issue. Do you suppose their leaders could not be purchased as easily as ours?

Then we had the light bulb fiasco. Replacing .25 cent bulbs with $12 bulbs would save the world. Yeah, they failed to mention that those bulbs contained mercury. They cannot simply be tossed into the garbage when they don’t live up to their expected lifetime. In fact, they are much more of a hazard to the environment than plain old incandescent bulbs ever could be. They also have been known to start fires.

Someone got rich from it. Now we have the LED bulb, which could also be a fire hazard. Dissembling failed or dead bulbs from infant mortality have proved shoddy workmanship to be the issue.

There is no secret that lawmakers pick winners and losers. Those who are for sale are the ones that lobbyists make sure to get the money. Special interests groups buy your lawmakers.

Isn’t there a branch of our government that is to look out for the consumer?

Both Russia and Ukraine are pumping tons of disinformation, ‘propaganda’ into society. My personal feelings on the matter are to stay the hell out of it. We don’t know the truth. Some of the videos I have seen look as though they came from a movie. Cell phone video and Hollywood quality video are distinguishable. Some of those videos seem to be cinematographically perfect, i.e., lighting and composition. Question everything.

The nightly news is rife with emotional triggers, but are they real? If you follow social media, you can see what they block, censor, or otherwise removed. From there, you can guess that whatever they don’t want you to see, you probably should see. Our lawmakers need to stop taking money from big tech. Our lawmakers work for us, not them.

If we were to take the world events at face value, it is no secret that the Biden, Bernie Sanders, and the Squad agenda are to have energy costs skyrocket. There are tons of money to be made in going green. This was also the Obama dream to move this country to forms of energy that would take us out of the competitive market for manufacturing or keeping up with other countries that use coal.

The fallacies are plenty, but for time and typing sake, let’s just tackle the EV.

At fifty-six thousand for an EV automobile, the price is way out of the range of most people. Unless you plan on revamping Hitler’s Volkswagen initiative, re-inventing the people’s car with batteries instead of a clunky 60 horse engine, I just don’t see it.

Batteries are the problem with an EV.

The chemicals needed to create batteries are not in the US like they are in China and even the middle east. Batteries have a finite lifetime, and then what do you do with them? Currently, a replacement set of batteries cost between $15K and $26K depending on your car.

When you leave your home with your EV fully charged, it is the equivalent of starting out your day with less than half a tank of gas. That, of course, varies by the age of the batteries and how much of a charge you have on them.

Here is one of many problems that the squad has not entertained.

Let’s say you are in Florida. The weather folks tell you that there is a hurricane headed your way. Like many others, you hop into your EV and head north out of the path of the storm.

Someone or maybe several someone’s stalls because their batteries were not charged or capable of taking a full charge. The main highway out of the affected area is blocked. Soon you too are out of juice because you run your AC while waiting for the traffic jam to clear.

It’s not like you are going to pull into an affected area and hunt for a charging station; the lights are already out due to the storm.

The technology is not ready for prime time, and it is way too expensive. Mayor Pete was a disaster in his hometown and is clueless when it comes to his job in this administration. If he knew anything at all, we would not be in the supply chain mess we are in.

Elon Musk is a visionary, bright person, and I would love to hear his take on what I have laid out.

Currently, we need to turn our oil and gas folks lose to do what they do best. Biden and company forcing our dependence on foreign oil is a disaster in the making.

If Russia is guilty, as the news portrays, then why in God’s name are we giving them $700 million a day for their gas? If what we see on the news is factual, he should be punished for his aggression. I would wager there is much more to it than what we hear on the news.

Biden did this. He is the cause for most of our economic woes. I don’t care how you voted. I would love a few mean tweets right now instead of an inflation rate at over 7.5% and energy prices increasing very quickly.

If Trump was still in office, I don’t think Ukraine would be under assault by Putin. I am certain that the PRK would not be testing missiles and that our inflation rate would not be at 7.5% and climbing.

All these economic woes roost with those who can least afford them, you and I. Large companies are not going to take the hit. They will pass them down to you.

Just possibly, you should turn your backyard into a victory garden.

If that term escapes you, look it up, and while you are there, learn some history. If we would teach history and critical thinking skills, people might just pay attention to how they vote. Your vote matters.

Cheers!

Another year…PFFFT

When the eyes of a painting follow you, there is a soul locked in place, just behind the pigments. -TW

Many of us are happy that 2021 is behind us. Some are thinking that the pandemic is about to end and life will magically return to normal.

Thanks to men playing God with Genomics RNA, the world has lost over 8 million people and two years’ time, not to mention those whose lives have been altered in ways that their quality of life will never be the same.

Megalomania is nothing new. Throughout history, starting with the early church to Vlad the Impaler, there are those who are that depraved; they feel as if they are God. The media is rife with barking bitches, spewing out lies that they themselves probably believe.

When you tell a lie often enough, eventually, people believe it.   

Too much power in any one person’s or government’s hands is a recipe for disaster of biblical proportions.

Those millions crossing our southern border are fleeing from such places, run by those who only care about their personal wealth and comfort. As long as there are a few slaves left to tend the livestock, fields, and so forth, it is all good.

I dare say their education level is such they will undoubtedly vote the same way they did when their country was destroyed, thus dumbing down the votes of those who are educated.

On a micro-scale, we see a great migration from the Blue States who have run amuck. The middle class is shrinking as they support both the elite class and those who depend on the government for their supper. Those free meals and living expenses are not free; they are provided by the middle class, the same people who you thumb your noses at.

We willingly submit to a taxing authority that is responsible for taking from the wealthy and giving to the uber-rich. The uber-rich, in turn, decide how to spend some of your tax dollars to secure votes in the future so they can stay in power.

That is why the voting rights system is under assault by those same people. When they can figure out how to cheat by enough of a margin, they no longer need to buy votes; it will be more money in their own dynasties.

It amazes me to see them stand at a podium and say with a straight face that which is patently false.

Any ‘universal fee’ is yet another tax on people who can afford a service that seems to be a god-given right to those who don’t want to work or play by the rules. We call that socialism.

If healthcare is a right, then so is the repair of my roof or car. If I don’t want to spend my beer drinking money on shoes for the kids, then vendors should just give my kids shoes, as it is a right.. Pffft!

Socialism works in only two places, Heaven where they don’t need it, and Hell, where they already have it. -R Reagan  

You end up with this mindset by eliminating the lessons learned through history, by removing history from school. If you destroy statues erected as a reminder and burn books that describe in detail the agony people went through, you doom a new generation to repeating the same failures once again.

Did you know it was criminal to teach a slave to read? Why? Why in the world would that be a criminal offense? ‘An ignorant slave is easier to control.’ Today our education system sucks major big time. With this lockdown, it is even worse. An ignorant society is much easier to control and more likely to believe the lies.

I cannot imagine how corrupt a one-world government would be. When you see the corruption in local state governments, and of course those in DC, what would it be like to control the resources of the world?

Can you imagine a Pelosi or Schumer in charge of the world?

Power corrupts; that is a standard you can take to the bank. We worry about companies with too much control of an industry; what about a few people who controlled the entire global economy, not to mention the lives and fortunes of those that make things happen?

Capitalism works because people are not hindered from thinking creatively and trying something new. If you are trained to put widget A on Block B all day, what is the likely hood we will excel as a people on any given front?

BTW, do you think staying stoned makes you more or less likely to be controlled? Critical thinking is doomed with this logic.

The CCP has hopes of being the leader of the world. They are doing their best to strategize on where to put military bases and own certain governments by loaning them massive amounts of money they can never payback.

Communism will need to evolve in order to succeed. Unless shooting those that disagree with you is to be the standard, they would need to be open to ‘creative thinking.’

I don’t see that ever happening, as that would necessitate freedom of speech. That means, dear leaders, one could openly disagree with you and not fear a missile taking out you and your family. It also means we don’t find ourselves making shoes for some tennis shoe company at starvation wages. That would be the widget A on block B analogy for those of you who are not keeping up.

When free speech is under attack, look at who is attacking it. Those are the people who control you. Possibly it is a proxy group like the barking dogs in the media but, look who controls them.

2022 Needs to be better than 2021. Transparency with the truth would be a nice start.

If you think for a second that propaganda is not real, just search who owns the stations you listen to or the paper you read. Search the internet to learn where your source of news is coming from. You would be shocked at how many are owned by China.

When invading a country, you first destroy the methods of disseminating news. Burn the local paper and blow up the transmitting towers, and so on. That was WWII methodology. Today, you just buy them.

Ok, if you have read this far, Wow, you are a trooper!

Keep in mind that I am giving away Forensic Assassin on Kindle Unlimited until the end of February. Go check it out, and if you like it, please leave a review. Thanks

Much Love -TW

New Release… Forensic Assassin

If you write viruses, look over your shoulder. Piss off the wrong person and as the mafia might say, it’s curtains.

New Release

Free for the next three months on Kindle Unlimited

You folks who read my blog get to be the first to pick up my latest novel. If you are a member of Kindle Unlimited you can get it for free.

I am looking for feedback from my readers and a review if you liked it.

Imagine you walk by a painting and the eyes seem to follow you.  Julie, my main character has many secrets to share in this thriller.

Without giving away any of the story, I have written this novel through the eyes of what we call an ‘unreliable narrator.’

I always wanted to give it a go after reading a few novels written in such a way.

Unlike my usual third-person POV, this is first person.

Having said that I am anxious for feedback, a quick comment or two, and truly if you liked please pop in and give it a review.

Why do I say if you liked it?

If you look at the reviews of novels you will find while the majority love it some AH will get on there and say it was the worst thing ever written, or in my case regarding Saga of the Starduster said there was not enough sex.

The feedback I can deal with. If I missed anything it is easy enough to correct.

Here is the link…

Thanks for following and again thanks for reading what I craft.

I have many stories to go back and work on, that will be my next foray into the dark arts of ‘writing.’

Much Love -TW

Forensic Assassin link on Amazon

Nano Kaput!

If this picture was a writing prompt, what would you write?

Greetings, fellow writers, authors, and readers of this blog. If you took part in National Novel Writers Month, how did you do?

I managed 54K, which is not bragging; it is just the facts. Those that know me ask me how I tend to write so much in so little time.

I think the first thing I would offer as advice is this. ‘Don’t sweat the small stuff.’

The more you write and edit, the greater your propensity to catch weasel words and punctuation issues as you tell the story.

That is great if you can quickly correct them but, don’t sweat them now.

I am divorcing the word pantser and adopting the word or term discovery writer.

Writing for me is a hobby. A hobby is something that you had best enjoy. I know way too many who have spent years on one novel and then are so sure it will make it to the bestseller list they invest heavily. When I say heavily, I mean they hire expensive editors, beta readers, book cover designers, and the list goes on.

In truth, if you are going to survive financially in this writing world, you had best have a side hustle. What is that, you might ask?

Maybe you are an artist. You learn all you can about book cover design, and you try to design covers for authors that will make it.

Possibly you are a grammar Nazi, and you understand the comma… well; you might be an editor when not creating your own story.

Writers are suckers for spending money on their babies. There is one born every minute, and trust me, if you have something to offer that we believe will make the difference of published or not, we will buy it.

My second bit of advice to you is this, try to stay objective. You can spend thousands on your baby. You end with a copy on your shelf, and you get to brag to your friends.

As a discovery writer, enjoying the storytelling is the fun part.  In all likely hood, your draft will be shallow at best. By shallow, I mean lack of the attributes or layers that bring the reader into your world.

Who is your character?

What do they want?

Are they broken in some way?

Who is the antagonist, a jealous boyfriend perhaps?

We could go on forever with the details, from Save the Cat to Scene and Structure.

Vomit the story on your medium of choice before you dig into the details.

The more you write, the more you will learn. I have over thirty novels published that I will be re-working down the road. What I have learned by ‘forensic examination’ is that many of these things I do naturally.

The more you read, the more you write, the less you will worry about the muddy middle.

Very soon, I will be releasing Forensic Assassin, which I created in November. Currently, I am working on a cover design while I read and reread each chapter.

I get comments and e-mails asking me why I published before I had them polished…?

I had no tribe, no associates that were into writing so, I chose the only way I knew how. Bait the hook, cast the line, and see what happens.

On occasion, I will enter a contest just to see what fish I catch.

As far as Nano goes, I support the cause, and by support, I mean talk about it, financially support them, and of course, participate. What better use of money could there be than encouraging kids and young adults to write and become more literate?

Agents will be inundated with stuff for their slush piles from everyone that created the next Tale of Two Cities. That is the downside of Nano. It-dumps, and by dumps, I mean dumps, tons of slush for them to have their intern sort through.

With December just beginning, I wish you the best of the Holiday season. I hope that you keep your passion for writing alive.

Much Love -TW

Get Paid to be a Sex worker in your own Home

Tens of thousands are taking off their panties for money. Could you?

As a writer, nothing is off-limits. Well, some things are off-limits. Those that are just morally bankrupt and totally depraved are not going to see the light of day by my pen.

Years ago, a lady who followed me on Twitter said she was a cyber slut in her bio.

When I read that, I followed her link and was surprised to learn of an industry that was in its infancy. Webcam work was turning into a real thing.

My Free Cams is where she worked, and I think they were a pioneer in this industry. On any given night, there might be a few hundred models, and I am certain thousands of audience members.

I had just read 50 shades and was working on Cyber Subs when this came to light.

Why write about sex workers?  Why not.  We have enjoyed nude actors in films for eons. The porn industry is huge. We are sexual creatures.

The pandemic has more than probably driven more people to different-sex sites than any other thing to date.

As a writer, I am always on the hunt for material for stories. I want that material to come from life, not from the TV or other books. If it comes from real life, it will be dynamic and reflect the times in which we live.

I wrote two how-to books on the subject after investigating what these models were doing. Since my last book, Camming for Couples, I have learned that there are tons of these sites out there. These concepts apply.

Entertainment and business are concepts that get lost with many of these people. Simply turning the camera on and pushing broadcast isn’t going to do it.

I am focusing my attention on other novels and genres. I wrote those two books and kept them inexpensive, so those that choose to play in this fashion have some formulas on what works.

If I were to give out one free piece of advice, it would be this, ‘have fun with it.’

Imagine sitting around in your bra and panties with the camera focused on you. Engaging your audience as if they were all lovers might bring them back as regulars.

The book is worth the price of a cup of coffee. Many buy the e-book and then turn right around and buy the paperback version. I don’t know why but they do.

My friend who followed me sent me down that rabbit trail for a while.  A few of my novels have that aspect of life as a plot or subplot.

Imagine playing strip poker with tens of thousands of people instead of your college friends.

My newest material does not include this plot device. I do see this phenomenon as a cultural shift in the way we think.

I would like to see more clothing-optional beaches and places than we have today. I am an artist. The human body takes on a different dimension for me.

Too bad we can’t use Zoom for this. I would wager that people might show up in time if we could.

Much love -TW

The Covid Conundrum

Is there life after life?

Is mortality something you think about?

The larger question is, is it healthy to think about such things?

A little over thirty years ago, I was in a head-on collision (freeway speeds) with an inebriated geriatric. It was halftime; he was out of beer and decided he would take his newly restored old Cadillac to the grocery store for more.

His wife purchased him this heavy-duty car because he crashed his truck into a tree on his last binge.

On this fine day, it was I who topped a hill to find this long black Cadillac headed right at me. The timing of the crash was as follows. “‘Oh Shit’ Bang!”

All these years later, there is not a day, a time, or a moment that I am not reminded of that day because my life changed. Most movement causes some kind of pain due to arthritis in everything that was injured.

If you think I must have made a ‘killing’ on the insurance money, think again. When all was said and done, I was upside down on my car payment.  His insurance company and mine were the same.

Those were unhappy times in my life; even though I lived through it, PTSD is a real thing.

What I did for a living changed. What I could do for myself changed. In truth, I could have gone out on disability. I could no longer do my job.

I lived off savings while learning computer science stuff. They called it data processing back in the day but, the job was much more sedentary than my previous vocation, and there is nothing wrong with my brain.

Time was slipping by, and those arthritic nodules were still growing.

If you are like me, you don’t allow life to kick you when you are down. Every morning I open my eyes, it is as if I run a self-diagnostic.

You might be too young to appreciate this. It seems that I never know what the newest hurdle to jump will be.

I lost six months this year due to illness.

I was spending time in the hospital during this pandemic. I picked up Covid as a door prize. On my way out the door from having surgery, three days later, I had a rash as nobody had ever seen. Then a nagging cough, sore throat, loss of taste and smell, and a litany of other ailments. Brain fog and chronic fatigue are the two issues that still plague me the most.  

I learned that the GP only knows how to treat what he or she has seen before. There are no experts on Covid, and in truth, nobody really cares.

When the cough cleared, I was vaccinated. Neither shot bothered me other than the pain in the arm from them hitting the damned bone.

Covid has a neurological contingent that has affected my motor skills. Again, there are no experts on this ‘man-made’ disaster.

Since my GP is of no use, I have bounced from one specialist to another. Delineating from the effects of surgery to Covid’s aftermath has been a bit of a challenge, which not many are up for.

There are other variables, such as the vaccine itself. What, if anything, is it doing?

Why are so many doctors and nurses refusing to take the shot?

As a cynical person, I believe the vaccine push is about money to big pharma. We should have reached herd immunity by now. The super cynical me thinks it is about money to the people who make these ridiculous laws, or mandates, getting money from big pharma to do it.

By the time they ‘sell X many shots’ and learn it is unconstitutional, it will be too late.

If I could live with myself, it might be fun to run for congress. As a lawmaker, what price would you put on your soul to be purchased by the next scam?

Trust me, Jack; these beans are magic. You should buy them.

-Much Love -TW

God on a Shelf or Life on a Shelf

Is this a key to your soul, the truth or just a hunk of metal?

If you are my age or close, you might think back on the holidays with warm feelings. You might also think back on them, ‘you better be good, etc.’

As a young person, I drew the parallel rather quickly between Santa and Jesus. God or holy of holy was the adult version of Santa.

Instead of stuff, if you are good, you get eternal salvation. If you will notice that in many ‘religions,’ the goal post is fluid.

“What have you done for me today?” That makes you an eternal slave to whoever is pulling the strings.

Young folks have an elf on the shelf and a host of other motivations to ‘be good.’ Parents are practicing what the early church did by placing mystical powers into a plushie toy.

Before the elf, we had an imaginary guard who kept a list. Then there is the never-ending repertoire of Christmas songs tying Santa and Jesus together in one nice package. (Compliments of the early church.)

The retail establishment is capitalizing on greed and things that charm us push the lies even further and longer. Even before Halloween, we hear the little drummer boy on the store speakers.

By the way, whatever idiot wrote that song never had babies they were trying to put to bed. I dare say if he played his drum for him, Jesus would have been beside himself, and Mary would have been asking Joseph to throw the rascal out.

I digress.   

If you, as an adult, picture heaven or hell as depicted in biblical references, even the dullest of the dull will see that they were written to appeal to your fears and greed.

Streets of Gold

Jewels in Crown

The right hand of Jesus

Lake of fire

And so on.

Carl Sagan described death as a long dreamless sleep. He was an atheist, which is almost a religion unto itself. Was Carl on to something, or was he blinded by his revulsion of the early church and their long list of atrocities committed on their fellow man?

“What do you want for Christmas?”

I am asked this question every year for both the holiday and birthdays and so on. “If I wanted it bad enough to even think that I would like it or use it, I bought it already.” With Amazon, we shop at 3 am or on the toilette.

What do you want and why?

After the last two years of losing so many to disease, one quickly realizes that ‘stuff’ is not the answer.

In legalese, they call it ‘residual.’

The bible refers to it as things that charmed us. To those left behind, those things are a burden. Why? Undoubtedly, they will have some emotional attachment to the residual, and the cycle will repeat.

After losing family and friends, I get it. My garage is unusable as a garage, thanks to residual that is too good to toss and not my style to infiltrate my personal space. You might know a collector of things or perhaps a hoarder.

Antique malls and online shops are full of residual. From clothes to photographs, everything is there. Those things that charmed us at Christmas time or other occasions are also there. From toys, tops to board games, and yes, what is left of that EZ bake oven are on a shelf waiting for someone else to enjoy it.

I enjoyed watching that show the pickers. It was the perfect personification of what I am talking about. Shit in storage sheds, or as the bible calls it, things for moths to eat or rust to ruin.

I reject organized religion for what it is, brainwashing and a control mechanism. From the early church to modern-day religion, ‘to me’ religion is just another form of control. Using guilt to beguile you into giving of your time and treasure is just evil in the purest sense of the word.

Employing fear and greed as a control mechanism might seem like a good idea, but in reality, it does nothing but teach us to be ‘good’ when someone is around to see us being good.

This is part of the reason that the creature known as man is so messed up.

If you reject that theory, think about how you slow down when you see a cop, in front of or behind you. Instead of ‘being good’ when nobody is around, which we should be doing, we want others to witness our generosity when putting money on the plate. Very sad.

Don’t misunderstand me; I know there is an ultimate creator of all things. We can’t go to heaven or hell and come back with a phone full of pictures but, we can look at the evidence at hand. From what we can examine, we can develop a hypothesis that would be convincing.

The scriptures warn us to stay away from those who practice mystical things. Why?

I won’t go into this huge dissertation on why I believe what I believe but, I will say that we have a bicameral mind. There is much more that we are capable of as humans if we will ever look past our desires for things, or sex, or other forms of personal gratification.

While I am certain that the bible is NOT the breath of God or God-breathed, there is ample evidence that its creators, to some extent, were enlightened.  

There is also abundant evidence that man, in the form of a governing body of the masses, uses this book even today as a way to control you.

The early church was the school, the church, and the government. Any research on your part will bring you face to face with the harsh reality of the ugliness of mankind and how power corrupts.

No, I am not advocating purple Kool-Aid or joining the monks or even a monastery.  There is, in fact, no physical place to escape the harsh reality of mankind. Humankind is truly a misnomer in the purest sense of the word. By nature, man is not kind.

I am not advocating leaving the church. I am suggesting you dig into its history and understand how they use your fears, wants, and desires to manipulate you.

Enlightenment is the key to a happy life.  

Even in one of my naughtiest novels, I talk about this subject. Why there?

I want to reach those who would never pick up the bible. In many of my novels is wisdom derived from life, God, and yes, the bible. Weaved into the tapestry of stories that might titillate are also fragments of reality, truth, and enlightenment.  

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I put the Gospel next to the G-spot. Why?  Because that is what and who we are. Imagine staying out of church because some asshole preaches from Leviticus telling you that you are doomed as long as you are who you are. That is simply a lie.  

I was asked not long ago why I write such a diverse spectrum of novels.

Firstly, I know who and what I am. I am an angel in the kitchen, a sexual creature in the bedroom, and a purveyor of wisdom at the keyboard.

Anyone who denies this about themselves is a fool. We were designed this way.

Once you know who and what you are, then you can tear down the lies that got you there and begin to resurrect the person you were meant to be.  

I write what I write to speak to you, or some part of you.

I write to please myself, to perfect the craft, and with time, and a little luck, earn enough of a passive income stream so I can focus on what is important to me as a person and not to my bank account.

What about you?

What’s on your shelf?

It has been said, “that the truth will set you free.”  Free from what or who?

As long as you live a lie, you are in bondage to those who know how to manipulate you through fear, hate, and bigotry. With hate for your fellow man in your heart, it’s easy for those with an agenda to control you and keep you miserable.

I said that there was no physical place to escape the realities of this world. The constant stream of lies from the MSM might be a good place to avoid.  You can control your space and what you allow into your head.

I write under the Pseudonym TWScott because of where I reside. I happen to be in a nest of heavily brainwashed trolls who go to church every time the door is open. I often feel like I am living in the perpetual movie the Pod People.

Not all are this way but, if I were to write under my name, I would have to move to LA or Hollywood.

Most, not all, are the walking dead.  They work on autopilot and often nod their heads at anything they hear from the MSM or the preacher.

I want to know where Cain’s wife came from.  

Fun fact: If the flood story was factual and the arc landed on top of the tallest mountain around, that would mean that the ARC is somewhere around 30,000 feet.

The dove went out and brought back an olive branch while floating around at 30,000 feet.

Either God is a lousy scientist or the writers of that story didn’t understand atmospheric pressure, AKA Boyles law. I would wager the latter.

Either the ARC was floating around at -30C, or because of the amount of saturated air, they were at about 350C, and the Earth looked very much like Venus does today.

In laymen’s terms, the arc, if real and not literal, was full of frozen critters or crispy critters.

In order to get to the truth, you have to be willing to accept that you might be harboring some lies. Yes, those lies were certainly placed there by those that want to use them as a cudgel in some form or fashion.

The early church was the worst of the worst. History is littered with atrocities committed in the name of religion.

Know why you believe what you believe.  Don’t allow your crap to control your life. Treat others as you want to be treated. Do the right thing when nobody is around to see it.

No, Santa or the Elf or Jesus saw you not steal that candy bar. You saw yourself do the right thing, and that’s all that matters.

Much Love -TW

The Enemy Within

Should we try writing each other instead of FB posts?

We have been trying to get in touch with you about your automobile warranty.

This singular phrase, not to mention the other nonsense that goes with it, caused me to kill the Magic Jack.

There is a good chance that in this day and time, some of you are so lonely that a call from someone (a robot) trying to sell you something you don’t need is a good thing. Not me.

The one phone I have not killed only rings in one room.  I removed all of the other phones and tossed them. The recycle bin has at least six phones, two base units, and a Magic Jack. They all work perfectly; I want them gone.

My internet phone will be the following line silenced by the end of this year. I plan to port that number to a cell phone that I can turn off.

As a writer, I don’t need the distractions every thirty minutes by some telemarketer. (A robot.)

As a person attempting to hang on to my sanity, I certainly don’t need interruptions.

Many of you might feel this way; I pay for the phone for my use, not that of robots.

Not that many years ago, I called a friend I had not heard from in years.  The screeching voice on the other end of the phone shocked me. “WHAT DO YOU WANT!?”

My friend was probably two steps further down the road than I am. Embarrassed by his response, he will not call, and that friendship is lost.

I don’t want to be that cray-cray voice on the other end of the line.  Mitigating the interruptions early on seems to be one way to keep my sanity intact.  

Magic Jack has tried to lure me back into the fold with deals.  Your device, along with several phones, cables, and power adapters, will soon be in a grinding machine turning it back into the dust from which it came.

It’s not often I quote the bible, and this is a paraphrase, but…Mathew 5:27-30 If thine right eye offends thee pluck it out…

What that means is, if there is something in your life that causes you to stumble, remove it.

My passion in life is to improve my craft of writing and put out material that is worth reading.  With the phone ringing every few minutes, the impediment to my goal is obvious.

Screens, Alexa, and a host of other diversions are also part of the issue. As you discover which ones are which, pluck them out. Alexa is off my desk, and when I am writing, I put it in do not disturb.

In all honesty, I can tell you that social media is an impediment and an unhealthy addiction.  Many that I know only check it when on the toilette. That might be a good strategy if you can keep to it.

What if you cannot keep to it?  What if you sit up half the night and find yourself scrolling through endless want-to-be-influencers with stupid videos?

Is this time on social media time that you are taking away from your family?

Is Social media that important?

Do you think that all those 468 friends would come to your funeral if god forbid the covid got you?

Are you so insecure that you need the affirmations from people you don’t even know to like your latest cat picture?

Yes, there can be mental issues with Social media, and they can be severe enough that getting professional help might be advisable.

What about those friends and the baby pictures???

Here is a simple test to tell how important they are.

If you were to remove Facebook from your phone or tablet, how many of those ‘friends’ would take the time to write you an e-mail or letter?

How many of those same people would you take the time to reach out to via the written word?

Those are the only people that truly matter in your life.  The rest are just noise.

Noise, much like the ringing of the phone, is toxic. Remove it.

-Best

TW

Sonny, You don’t know what you are talking about.

If Biden were truly worried about COVID he would not be allowing hundreds of thousands of Covid positive people into the country.

Years ago, while lunching with my best friend, getting older was the topic of discussion.  We both agreed that aging was not for sissies.

One of the first signs of aging is not the typical visual signals you might expect.  Hair turns gray and thins very slowly for most. Making those noises your parents made when you get up might take a while for you to recognize that sign.

Knowing your doctor’s office staff by their first names, and knowing their family history might be your first clue. When your social life revolves around which specialist you are visiting this week, just maybe the hint that you are getting older might set in.

For me, it was none of those things. It was something that I said.

The conversation drifted around different topics of the day.  The waiter comes up listening to us for a moment before he chimed in.  He was totally clueless.  His mind however was made up by some fragment of the facts someone had told him or, possibly something he had heard on the news.

My friend and I looked at each other, before I turned to glare at this kid.  The phrase never before uttered by me came out rather snobbishly. ‘Sonny, you don’t know what you are talking about.’

He walked away shaking his head while my friend stared at me and laughed.  “What?”

“Welcome to my world.”

I had to laugh as those words were never part of my diction.

Walking out the door my friend glanced at me and said…’They vote.’

The world is headed in the wrong direction. People without a grasp on history are controlling the narrative on social media.  Major Media sources are taking foreign dollars to print, or not print stories, that would paint those sources in a bad light.

Many that I know on social media only ever talk to me when they feel compelled to show their moral ambiguities, and myopic understanding of the world while chastising me.

Sonny, you really don’t know what you are talking about.  The fact checkers are twenty-year-old boys with man buns, who sit around in their undershorts putting in their time while reading from approved scripts from someone.

Get your facts from other sources other than social media, and use other search engines other than Yahoo, Google and Bing.  Algorithms are a thing.

-Best

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