Well, I guess this year is off to a bad start. Went to lunch at Rubio’s for a Grilled Veggie Burrito. Just learned that they changed it drastically and it is no longer made with Portobelo mushrooms, so I walked out. Sorry Rubio’s, I’m now Boycotting you!
No More Portobelo Mushrooms?
Posted: 5th January 2011 by Christopher Saikes in Food, Life Style, Health & DietTags: boycott, food, restaurant
How I Survived My Financial Nightmare And How You Can Too Part 1
Posted: 3rd January 2011 by D-Ray in Current Affairs, General Comments, Life Style, Health & DietTags: Bankruptcy, Depression, Finance, Future, Money, Problems, Process, Recovery
You can survive your own personal financial nightmare as I did. In September of this year I came to the conclusion that there was no possible solution to my money problems. Read the rest of this entry »
Conservatives Are Rewriting The “Liberal” Bible
Posted: 2nd January 2011 by Christopher Saikes in Current Affairs, General Comments, Politics, Religion & PhilosophyTags: bible, hypocrite, hypocritical, religion, right wing, Teabaggers, wingnuts
~ Conservatives are rewriting the bible because it is too liberal. Well, I have my own rewrites too; Read the rest of this entry »
Charon Waiting At The Shore.
Posted: 1st January 2011 by Mike Trent in Mysteries & Paranormal, Religion & PhilosophyTags: Anubis, Charon, death, dieing, ghosts, Hell, Morpheus, sleep, Styx, wailing
Two days he lay there, unconscious, labored breathing, skin clammy, his olive complexion now pale, face gaunt. The man that lay before me now was only half the man of my memories. Me, I sat there with him day and night for two days now with little sleep, not realize it at the time his unconscious state was drug induced. My thoughts drifting though my attention held fast, wondering how we ended up here in this desert, little sleep, listening to the gurgled tones rising from him, struck by the stark reality, he would soon die.
How does one comfort the dieing when it is the living who endure these gates of Hell. Anubis does not tend to us, only those spirits that pass through to the underworld. Morpheus has forsaken me, sleep is short, never complete or restorative, all around ghosts wailing, moving through the passage ways and walls. This is deaths door and I am an outsider while he straddles the two worlds, Charon waiting at the shore.
To be continued…