What’s new folks? I haven’t been on my blog because every time I write, something goes wrong.

Maybe it’s me being paranoid or maybe someone is watching me? Well it’s time to check it out.

Today I watched a plane fly around my area for about 3 hours. I saw it pick up speed when another plane was in the area then slow down again. I thought it was weird so I call the non-emergence police number, they put me on hold for the FAA. Then the call was disconnected and I watched as the plane flow north. I went outside for a cigarette and it was back again. So I called the number for the FAA and it had a recording (holiday weekend) so I call a news station to see maybe they might be able to tell me who to call. They were a great help (NOT) so I went outside again to see where the plane was, and again it was gone.

Now, I am paranoid and I don’t like people, but this scares me more then you can ever know, here’s why.

I watched as the plane picked up speed around other planes, to me it looked like they were looking for a plane to hit. The fact that I made so many calls and no one could tell me who to contact or if they would send someone out (police) got me. We are under alert all the time since 911, and no one thought this plane was odd? One person said maybe they were spraying for bugs. In a residential area?

(My paranoid mind) Maybe they were watching me. They were flying in my area, and the way they were flying they could see my house at all times.

Well, all I can say is that if they are watching me I’ll give them a show.

Before I go on, Liza I still haven’t heard or seen them since you left.

I’ve been watching people again and they are getting worst then ever. Kids looking to kill there mom, people stabbing taxi drivers for trying to back out of a parking space, churches being robbed and other people watch. I guess I am naive to think “mankind” would change. I still feel that animals are the ones who should rule this planet not humans. We just mess things up and hope others can fix it.

Now politics: heath care, who needs it? Are they joking by trying to “reform” the heath care system? Let’s face it, doctors will never take less money and government will never pay more money, so who will? We will. I haven’t see a doctor in almost 3 years, can’t afford the bill. Then there’s the tests, and scans, and x-rays, and don’t forget the meds! So why would a person want health care reform? A person goes to school to be a doctor to make money, LOTS AND LOTS of money, with health care reform they can’t. so doctors are out. Insurance companies don’t want it, they lose money on the deal too. So who wants it? The low, no the very, very, very low income people (with or without families) these are the people (like me) who are out in the cold. The ones that can’t pay their bills and need medical help. So, who cares about those people? Not me, says Uncle Sam I am.

I said I'd give them a show, let's see what happens now

Your friend and animal lover

Mike

It happens again.

Who’s home is it really?

Friend, friendship

What does it mean?

Friend Means: somebody emotionally close to another: somebody who has a close personal relationship of mutual affection and trust with another

Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.

Friendship means: relationship between friends: a relationship between two or more people who are friends

Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.

Some people don’t know what a friend is. I have many acquaintances but not many friends. I’m a person who thinks a person should earn the title of friend.

I also take the term further then the above meaning. If I think of you as a friend, anytime you are in trouble I’ll be there, if you fall I’ll pick you up. If you are upset for any reason, I will share your pain. Which is why I don’t have many friends. Some say this is extreme, I call it friendship. Why do I bring this up? A friend that I wrote about in the blog that was leaving is a friend of mine. The reason she has to leave is (surprise here) budget cuts. I can’t see why my friend should lose her job. The company is funded and there isn’t that many people anyway. She has a family and a home to worry about and it’s just not fair!

Some of you are thinking, so what, she’s losing her job, go on unemployment. Well, she’s an intern and where she works is a school. Now you asking why should I care about some woman somewhere else? No reason at all, but I am. You see if it was a friend of yours and I was reading about him/her I’d be upset, no one should have to worry about a job, food, housing, or clothing in the U.S. whether it’s a laymen or a student or a professional worker. We have come to the point where we are worrying about all our needs and there is no one to help! My friend may say she’ll be fine, and who knows, she maybe. But like all people in school, they are working for something great and the end, if it isn’t there then they lost all that time for nothing. So when your friend comes to you and says, “I just lost my job and it’s what I always wanted to do” will you say, “oh grow up” “get over it, baby” or will you really be upset and try to help what ever way you can?

As I said, I take the meaning of friend to the extreme and I think everyone should. We use the term “friend” so freely that the meaning is lost. So, “Blonde” (not her name) if you’re reading this, know this, I will always be there for you if you need to talk about things, or what ever. You have the ways to contact me please use them.

Remember: we are only here for a short time, try to help each other.

Be nice to animals and keep coming back for more

Your friend and animal lover

Mike

“The proof is in the pudding”

There was a story on the news yesterday about a woman in a mall who lit herself on fire, then walked thru the mall to get out (still in flames). Today they put the story on again and was wondering why only 3 people helped her. Now, I know I harp on this all the time but here’s the proof. People do not care about other people. Some even took pictures and video with their phones! Why she did it no one knows, but the fact that people watched without helping shocked the news world. I was telling my wife, I would have kicked the woman down and ran to a clothes store and grabbed a bunch of clothes and covering her until the fire was out. The store alarm would’ve gone off and they’d call 911 on me and found the woman. This would have taken all of 3 minutes to take place and the woman would not have been so burned.

My wife thinks the people have seen so much on TV that they didn’t know if it was real or for TV. The woman didn’t say a word or scream out for help, which tells my that she wanted to die, that she had nothing else to lose. What would you do? Would you save the woman or just watch her as she walked to her death? See the reason I’m not shocked at the way the people reacted is, as I said in so many blogs, here in Miami and most big hubs, people don’t care.

In other news, a football player who went to jail for using fighting dogs as a sport, after “doing his time” was picked up by the football team (get this) the eagles! When doing a report with a primetime news anchor he was all smiles and said “I regret what I did and (still smiling) I’m sorry about the dogs that lost their lives” can you believe what he said? Think about it like this, the devil tells you that hell is a nice place and has central A/C and says it with a smile, would you believe him? Now, my feeling are that if you do something to an animal, the same thing should be done to you. Put this guy in a cage with a cannibal and tell him to fight for his life, oh yeah, tie his hands too.

Well, I get upset with things like this and no one seems to care, or they just don’t want to hear about it.

Mankind has fallen so deep into a hole that we will never get out, and we are leaving this hell for the kids to clean up. Who knows, maybe they’ll get it right…then again…maybe not

Thank you for reading

And as always keep coming back for more.

Your friend and animal lover

Mike

We all know how I go on about killing animals, so much to my surprise they did it again!

As I sat outside in the hot sun having a cigarette, the glistening beads of sweat running down my arms I realized why people (men and women) like to go to the beach. It’s not to cool down, it’s to look at the bodies on the beach with their oils and sweat shining off their well tanned bodies. (sounds like a romance novel) Then something caught my eye, I saw about 5 lizards jumping from a palm tree. I watched what they were doing and laughed. They’d climb the tree, then jump and start all over again. So I went over to see why and found a swarm of white flies (like a knat) they were having lunch. So why was I amazed at what I was watching? Think of it this way (side) a man jumping off a 3 story building after a sandwich. Than I watch the men do it again. (if they don’t get hurt) That’s why I was amazed. So I found another reason to respect the animal world, they are willing to risk death for a meal.　

Real Pits

Pit Mix

Now, here the hot head topic for the day: killing a dog for doing it’s job!

This week a mix breed was “put down” after it bites a postal worker. The dog looked like a Pit Bull mix and was going for a walk with the owner when the postal worker walked up and the dog went after her.

First, the neighbor said the woman was bit last week by another dog 2 blocks away. Second, the dog “looked like a pit bull” Third, the man was with dog and a person was coming to attack the owner(in the dogs mind) Now, I don’t agree with putting down a dog if it’s healthy. I will NEVER put a dog down if it is protecting it’s owner, even if I’m the bit. I worked around dogs, and I’ve been bitten more then once so I can say it hurts but to kill an animal for a bit? Come on people! Again, would you “put down” a kid for biting someone? No! The dog was PROTECTING something all dogs do. Again, it LOOKED like a Pit bull so that means it’s OK to kill it. Look at the pictures about, one IS a pit bull and the other is a MIX. Maybe it’s me, but I don’t think they look the same. Then again, I am in Miami and they make up the rules as they go. Next stop, kill the birds that poop on your car.(don’t laugh, they’re stopping a Egret from nesting in the area because of that)

Well, I’m beginning to go off again on how stupid humans are so I’ll stop here.

Just two things more, be nice to ALL animals and be nice to (some) humans too

Your friend

The animal lover

Mike

Help

Help is a hard thing to ask a person for. We all need it for one reason or another and yet we can’t ask, why?

Pride keeps us for asking and we need to stop feeling the pride and start asking for help. Why you ask? If you need some help for any reason, and you fall deeper into the problem no one will help you then. I know this first hand, I fell into a deep hole and right now I’m so deep in this hole I’m looking at people with red skin and pointed tails. How did I get this deep? My pride got in the way and stopped me. Now I’m in too deep and, as I said, no one will help. So how can you stop this from happening to you? Ask for help. It’s that simple. Repeat after me, “can you help me? I need____(fill in the blank)” see that? So when you need something fill in the blank and ask a friend or family before you see the people in red and you are so hot you can’t feel the fire under your shoes.

Why did I write that? You see, someone I was getting help from can only help me for a little longer then she needs to move on. I’m talking about a “friend” but yet she does it for a living.(help people) So now I’m upset and need to find help from a co-worker of hers. I’m not happy about this. She started pulling me out of my shell and when I heard she was leaving I started building that wall again. She helped me with my blog, telling me to write about my “friends” and she was a friend that I trusted. I hope she will come to my blog and read it even if she doesn’t handle my case. She’s my therapist and I was getting the help I needed from her. I was not able to talk to people and since she’s been working with me(helping me) I started to talk to people, but as all things it is deeper then just that. (my problems that is) So for the next person, I hope see knows she has a BIG pair of shoes to fill.

This was a short note to Liza letting her know I will miss her and to tell her I hope we can still be friends.

She’s one of very few people that I will call a friend and mean it.

By the way, my cats are driving my mad, my dogs are looking to chew my hands off and Iggy is banging the tank to tease the cats and scare me… so all is normal at home.

As always think you for stopping by and reading this.

Remember, ask for help now when you need it before you get in over your head.

See you soon

Your friend and animal lover

Mike

This is the last of the “me” blog. I hope you have gotten to know me more and understand how I feel about things. I would love to hear what you think about these pages.

This was the hardest one to write. I thought about what to write even wrote it all down, then I read it and was angry with myself. It sounded like I was trying to get you all to change you religion. That’s not me or what I want to do. Then I thought about how I feel right this minute and was going to write that, but I didn’t want you crying. So what will I write about was going on in my head and I was outside listening to the sounds of the world, my world. That’s it! What is in my world and how I feel about it all. So here goes, and trust me this is the long one.

As you walk down the street you hear the police cars racing to a crime scene, the horns honking, kids yelling and dogs barking. You’ll hear stereos blasting, birds singing, people shouting. You’ll see cars speeding down the streets, kids running and playing, I’ll see cats running from people or after birds. I’ve see women walking the streets wear a little more then nothing. I’ll think, where am I and why am I here?

You may even think that life is to hard to go on but you do anyway, you think you need to do something but you don’t know what it is.

This is my life, these are the sounds and the sights I see and help. I hear people crying for a better life, kids running from the crime, cat being chased by stray dogs that no one cares about. I hear the police car speeding down the road to get to the bank that was just robbed by a man who has no hope. I feel the hate in the air as I walk down the street in a area the has mostly one color and they don’t want me there. Why I ask myself? How did we fall so far from the way we were going? We were on track. We thought people would be treated better when we changed things for the better. But yet we want more? I have a hard time with this and I guess I always will. I feel that all the running around and yelling at people is useless and could be stopped, no SHOULD be stopped so we can start to live again. Can we change things? Yes. Are we willing to try, now that one is harder to answer. Who should change? Why should they change and when should they change? I guess the late Michael Jackson said it best, “I’m gonna start with the guy in the mirror” comes to mind. I have to change, I have to change to the way others think so I can make it in this world. I’m going to change to the beast that is out there and consuming the masses. The hate, the anger, the violence, the monster that has everyone in it’s grip. Then I wouldn’t see the dogs, cats, snakes, horses, kids, homeless, hunger, birds, and the elderly being killed and hurt, then I wouldn’t care about that. Maybe I should change, wouldn’t you think it would be best for me? This way I can stop belly aching about all that stuff. Yeah, I think it would be best. This way I can become part of the beast instead of fighting the beast. This way I too can go on living without caring for anything but me.

But that’s not me, I can’t change, I don’t want to change. I feel that what is bring the beast out is the way the people feel, hopeless, lost, abandoned and abused by the bigger people, the companies that ship over seas and things like that. Maybe I should try to get people to open their eyes and look at the beast and see what it really is. What is the beast? I can’t say. Can I see the beast? Yes, at least parts of it. And what I can see I don’t like. Can one person fight the beast, no it’s too much to ask one person to do. So what can we do? How can we fight the beast?

Can we get the government to help? Why? They are part of what’s wrong. Can’t anyone see what we have become and how we came to be this way? I may be naive and some may say crazy, but think back to the days when you were a kid. Remember the way it was then? Things were less costly, people helped each other. We drove big heavy cars (gas was bad but safety was good) we learned how things were around the world but worried about “our home”. Things were hard too, but not as hard as today. Back then a homeless person chose to be homeless (hobos) back then the church was a place to worship and chat with friends. Back then if I needed food and you were having dinner you would invite me in. Today we all think of “me” first, even before our kids. You can try to deny it but think about things you eat, drink, say, or do that you don’t let your kids do, say, or have. Believe it or not, the “beast” is greed and we all have it but some fight it. Can we rise up and fight together against this beast? It all starts with you. Can you help others? Will you help other? Do you want to help others? I told you this was going to be long. I’ll end it soon. I remember when I was having a hard time (I still am) and I thought, “what if I ask people to donate money to me I can pay the rent.” Then I thought “yeah, steeling money from people good job” now I just give up and move on to other problems like helping the animals, and people who have “no voice”. Which is what I’m doing on my blog. Trying to help people open their eyes to what’s going on around them. See all the things that are wrong and hopefully make them right. See I’m done. One more thing, my name, Michael means:

"Who is like God", "Like unto God", "Who is like the Divine"

Not that it matters, it's just something a friend and I were talking about.

Thank you for reading "Me, myself, and I"

Hope you keep reading my blog

remember to take care of the animals and help each other

Bye for now

Your friend

Mike

I was think about a way to explain how I feel about some of the things I care about and how others don’t.

So here goes, You’re walking down the street and a man/woman stops you and asks if you can help push their car. How would you answer? I would say yes. Now after you answer you find out the car is on a hill, do you change your mind? I don’t.

Now, take the car out and put in a cause. Save the whales, help the homeless, feed the hungry, what ever. Take the hill and put in how people feel about the cause. In other words, the cause will always be an up hill battle.

I feel everything I believe in is things people don’t want to talk about, or deal with, or even ear about.

I try to explain to people how to help the homeless and they tell me it would not work. I tell people how they can help the families that are hungry (and all the people) again they say it wouldn’t work. I have tried to get people to see what is right in front of their face and they tell me I’m wrong. I told people, watch out, the world is about to get a major blow to it’s banks back when Bush was in the white house. They all said no. Now everyone is happy with the President and his plans, not me. Something’s not right. What it is I can’t say, but I can say we’re in for a big long ride that we can’t stop.

But that’s not what I’m writing about now. Now it’s about me. I watch the TV and see people killing animals and others joking about it. That’s just mean! I tell people, it’s just the beginning, we have a “upgrade” system in us, we kill a goldfish we need to kill a mouse, the a cat, then a dog, and so on. We will end up killing a person soon. That’s just the way we are built. Today we fight for territory just like the caveman did. Today we fight and kill just like the caveman did. So why are we so advanced with everything around us and we go back to primeval thinking. Are we moving ahead or going backwards? When I see a man/woman/child on the side of the road, I ask what’s wrong? Do you? Do you even care? Do you even see the person? We had a storm a while back and some morning doves fell out of a tree. It was raining hard and my area floods fast. So I took the birds and put them in a shopping cart this way the mother would find them and the cats couldn’t get them to easily. I watched for about 2 weeks(give or take) and saw that one flew away. But the other died. I was upset that both didn’t make it but that’s life. My point is, I took the time to care for the baby birds. Ask yourself, would you have gone out in the rain to care for the birds? Now ask yourself, would you go out of your way to help a person? Most likely not, and I’m not picking on you, must people just turn their backs, and that gets me so mad that I’ve started to hate humanity (the word).

Why hate a word? kindness: kindness or compassion for others. Is how the word is defined in the dictionary. So, were is the kindness in humans? We all go after things we want and I’m no different, but some step on other to do so. We see people in need and we turn our backs on them, we see animals hurt or killed and we turn and make jokes. We call ourselves humans and we’re no different from the animals.

I’m on my soap box now and can’t stop. That’s the way I get, I believe in something and run with it until I can’t run anymore, then I walk. I hate being this way, but I can’t help it.

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There’s a song Another day in paradise by Phil Collins, when he first sang it he was at the music awards (which one I don’t remember)he knew how people would react so he didn’t tell anyone about the song. He opened their eyes and showed them the real world. They didn’t like that and booed him off the stage. The man was right, the song is true. It would make you cry if you really hear the words and use your mind to “see” what he was singing. He is not the only person that tried to open eye. Yet we choose to keep them closed, why? Is the truth that hard to bear? Will you see what you can’t handle? If I tell you I can help you “see” what you can’t, would you ask for help? I think I’ve been going on to long to day so I’ll stop now and let you think about all this and maybe listen to the song Phil Collins sang (Another day in paradise ). I’ll conclude my 3 part saga tomorrow.

Thank you for reading

And hope to see you tomorrow.

Your friend

Mike