REmembering The Will and the way:sick degrees of separation

Wehn I was about 11, my sister and I were wating on my parents to select a Christmas tree. We chose to stand in front of some horses in a corral, and possibly pet these creatures.

My sister slipped away to pick some flowers while I whole heartedly went up to the fence to call these horses to come over to me. I grabbed the fence with both hands, and suddenly had my self stuck on an electric wire.

I was aware that I was sizzling with this power, but my grip was on this grid and my muscles were frozen out of my control. I seemed to suddenly have 360 degree vision, I could see my sister a few yards away, back turned. And the horses were backing away too.

I tried to remember the safety classes, taught to stay away from live wires, but it served no purpose. I lost track of time, my fear, just a roadmap of ideas of how to end my saddled soap opera of feeling caught and helpless.

Within a few replays, I gave up all the advice and warnings I had on record and went for full throttle will power. I focused my own laser tag on the right hand holding a hot line of separation. i kept that open communication with my limb, commanding it to release. Actually, the words I screamed silently to my body was "LET GO."

I urged the hand to pull off as I owned my fisticuff linked to the power usurpers linr deliniation. There was some focus pocus but I won. Suddenly I was airborne backward onto the ground, free of charge.

I got really angry, at both the horses and my sister for not aiding my helpless condition. Or I assumed helpless. But really I had the master switch and I only needed to know how to turn off the surge protecting the urge to give up to the forces between me and these horses.

Today I know I should be angry at the fence poster child for keeping kids from ponies and Fonies are internally and eternally a habitual response.

Who knows how many times I was surging in the control of the keeper of separations, distancing us from our own power.

Will it to be....And It will be.

Don't die or just lie in the ground....

Hello,
Maybe for the last time, but I'm out of jail, on the way to do nothing good I'm sure. LOL

On probation for 3 years in Kern County because I had my car sabotaged,  money stolen, all my belongings gone to sad sacks of shit who play for themselves.

It's going to get even worse for the badly played,. I"m going to relax for a week, then be bored, but know that I care about all of you. I've written these blogs: KVHD under FIRE, Your Government your problem: an owners manual, and The bipolar American, for all of us.

REad it or not, but I've had enough being the last to know, the first to see, the only one pointing out the flaws in all of this.

I forgive the creator of this horror called life, but I can't go along for the not so thrill ride.

You can at any time opt out and I suggest you should. If your driving a new car, sitting in a house, with heat or cool, then your a sell out. IF you think this helps protect your family, surprises await your perilous conditions.

I'm sorry, I only have what I have which is me? What is me? A love, a sensitive caring soul who would never hurt for the sake of hurting. I will die again and again, but if you don't notice it, what's the point. I've been dead before and you think it's the end?

Get ready to see the dead walk back into their jobs their homes, the hospitals, the nursing homes, they are here and ready for a repeat performance of the worst creation ever experienced.

If you n eed a picker upper, think of me, I'm always a friend to those with heart and soul. And my house is not a home, my home is near and I will welcome all who can handle the truth.

Let there be love and light days to come, right ways to go, and good folks to feel.

Love to all. Laura

What does an american expect when being put in Jail? A phone call. After 3 weeks, day of court, mississing my family, my court appointed attorney gave me that call.
You don't expect to get your rights. TAken a face full of mace, fire without the melting, but equally hot but not easy to get out.
Can't panhandle in Kern County as I was only asking for help.
Got trespassing, delaying an officer, and apparently a bag full of drugs in my pant pocket. that gets you a 10K bail.
There are people so harassed in there, and the torture was wonderful.
But I endured and plead out to these charges, but now I can't vote. I vote to stop the vote without all who have not enough money to really get legal help. Lots of women trying to get back to their children. Cages are not for bi polar americans, or dogs or cats and birds need to fly.
Stay safe as the side of law enforcement wants to keep their jobs.
Borrowing a pain pill from a neighbor can cost you $10,000 in bonds.
Heads up, and I'll be trying to get to my animals ASAP as no one knew where I was or what to do.
Americans, we are the TERRORISTS and they have our kids.
Ltoday, bail out the system, call them, keep this show of support started. AS I am predicting they will try to bring me in again too.
Aunt Laura