Sunday, September 11, 2011

And the Winner is....

   Once again we where at our home away from home....the hospital. Since I don't have a wireless tablet or laptop or internet smart phone, I am totally cut off from all my fellow bloggers. Jack keeps saying he wants to get me one, but on a very limited income that is a luxury we can not afford. But we are back now...I hope for quite awhile...so I have written a short story for you to read. I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know how it is and if I could improve on it. Thank you very much for staying with me through out our up and downs.


And the Winner is....

   They only thought they had outgrown us. That they had left us behind with all the other superstitions. But we were there; just under the surface the whole time. Love and Hate are the two sides of the coin of life. There can never be one with out the other. But we are working to flip the coin to our side once and for all.

   We are the Gods and Goddesses of War.
 
   We have had many names, some well known, some not. Who has not heard the names Ares, Athena, Mars, and Seth, just to name a few. But our names from Babylonian, Assyrian, Mayan, and Aztec times are all but forgotten. The names of Erra, Ashur, Ah Chuy Kak, and Camaxtli are little known in today's world.

   We have worked tirelessly through out history trying many ways to come on top. But there was always someone there to remind people of the good side of man.

   The God of love has many names himself and many helpers. They are always there thwarting our attempts to rule the world of man.

   We can not win the battle face to face. That lesson has been learned well. So how do we win? There has been many a gathering dedicated to this problem until Ictinike came up with the solution...

   The way to win was to not have to face of the God of love. And how do we do that? By using the cover of love and protection to our advantage. We use the fact that the one God of love is known by many names to many people.

   We make man think he is protecting others from hate and intolerance. Because it may upset and cause anguish to the others; man will then forbid one group of the God of love's helpers from speaking out if another group is present. If no one is allowed to speak of love and acceptance, then the emotions of hate, intolerance, and evil will be able to rule. The coin will flip to our side and bury the other side at last.

   Yes, that is the way we will win the battle. We will rule the world and no one will be any the wiser.

©2011 Pamela Jo






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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Welcome to my new Followers...


  I would like to take a moment today to welcome all my new followers and fellow campaigners, and tell you a little something about me.

   Everyone who has been following me for a while, know I have a really weird sense of humor. Of course that is the nice way of saying I am off my rocker ... totally loony toons. If you didn't already know that, well I guess I just explained a lot, didn't I.

   All of you new followers... You have been warned.

   My philosophy  life is too short to spend it being serious all the time, (okay, okay for more than 2 seconds) and to get through this life sane...ish you can either laugh or cry. I chose to laugh, because crying makes my nose run and my eyes red. Not a pretty picture.

   I am a Proud Texan, born and raised. I was born many moons ago in San Antonio, the birthplace of the Alamo. (Yeah that Alamo, no, the real one. Not the Hollywood one.)
The Alamo San Antonio, Tx

   I have lived all over Texas: San Antonio, Corpus Christi. Fort Worth, Houston, Katy, Magnolia, Spring Branch, Shepherd and Coldspring. Yep, my family moved around a lot.

   I have been: an office worker, dance instructor, a massage therapist, delivery person, Insurance agent, sales person, Manager. I was even an extra on a movie once. I never did figure out what I wanted to be when I grew up.

   I have fallen out of trees, off boats, been through about 4 hurricanes, too many tornadoes to count, a few wreck (some NOT my fault) and now have a heart condition that has slowed me down.  Yes my Guardian Angel is up for platinum wings. She earned her silver and gold in record time.

   I like music, movies (old and new), books, gardening, sewing, crocheting, drawing (especially cartoons- the laugh thing again), cooking, dogs, astronomy.... long walks in the woods, okay now I sound like I'm looking for a date.

   You probably got the picture. I have a wide variety of interests, which might explain why I hop from subject to subject like a hyper rabbit.

   OH YES...AND I CAN'T SPELL WORTH A DARN!!!! 

   So now you know a little about me.  Welcome, and come on in...If you dare. You can't say you haven't been warned.


  

Thursday, August 25, 2011

3D artist... WOW...

   Have you seen these guys? It is amazing what they can do with a little chalk or paint.



How does he do it??? Watch this story from CBS news.



Here is another group of guys at work.



If your afraid of heights you might want to avoid this sidewalk.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I am a Campaigner...



   I have wanted to join Rachael Harrie of  Rach Writes on her crusades ever since she started them. I just always got there late. That old procrastination thingy again.

   But this time I made it before the deadline. I was so excited I joined a few different groups. I know I am an over achieving procrastinator, what can I say. But everyone has been having so much fun with Rachael that I just had to get in on the action too.

   Her new Campaign starts on August 22, 2011 and goes to October 3rd, 2011. But the deadline to join is August 31st, 2011. Check out The Writers' Platform- Building Campaign here, and join the fun.


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Good-bye to my little editor...


   This is a very difficult post to write, because I hate saying good-bye. Especially when I know it is forever.

   We lost our little Foxy to old age on August 13th. She passed away quietly at my feet under my desk. Still keeping up her job as editor to the end.


Ms. Foxy at work.


   Good-bye Ms. Foxy. You are still loved and will be missed.