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This Is A Message To Mankind, I found the doors to Evil

Note: These are pages from a book (i should say pamflet cause it straint to the point) im writing...
I Found the Doors of Evil
The body is the portal to which evil uses to enter the universe. Evil could not exist without these three doors:
1. Speech
If all Man, Woman and Child said nothing harmful or misleading, conflict and war would not exist. There would still be differences but they would be resolved in favor for all Man, Woman and Child.
(Our emotions and feelings at the time make up the words that come out of our mouth. Knowing this you should know that while speaking in a destructive mind state you are about to say something harmful and it would be wise to hold your tongue. And no Man, Woman or Child should have the need to mislead or lie to another. To end lying we must look at what we lie for, what we accomplished by lying? We lie to accomplish what I promise to you. We lie to make ourselves look honest, we lie to make ourselves responsible, we lie to gain acceptance, we lie to make ourselves look faithful, we lie to make ourselves look trust worthy, dependable and kind and we lie to eat well and we lie to live comfortable. When we make this change there will be no reason to lie for none of these things cause all Man, Woman and Child would have everything that we lie for.)
2. Body Action
If no Man, Woman or Child raised their hand towards another, no Man, Woman or Child would be struck.
If a sword is not waved, a person is not cut.
If a trigger is not pulled, a bullet can’t fly.
If a fire is not set, a home is not burned.
If a button is not pushed, a bomb is not launched.
(Our emotions and feelings at the time; sometimes trigger body reflexes that harms another person be intent or involuntary, it is uncalled for and avoidable. No one is struck for no reason and out of nowhere, there is always either a difference of emotions, a difference of understanding, a difference in belief, a difference in culture, be it whatever the cause you know when you are about to harm someone and that is not the way of our Great Creator, all problems have an answer that doesn’t involve violence.)
3. Sign Langue
If no Man, Woman or Child made an obscene jester, or smirk, no-one would feel intimidated, put down or beneath by another.
This doesn’t mean bad things won’t happen, but it will mean it didn’t happen because of a Man, Woman or Child and then it’s not called Evil, its called life and something we all will come together to confront and resolve because of care for one another. Controlling these portals controls Mankind’s true Greatness and promises us a better, united and brighter future for generations to come worldwide.
Don’t be a portal to evil. Do your part to live true life the way our Great Creator intended. Control Evil’s portals.

God’s Art Work
You are God’s Art Work. When you understand this; you understand the importance of being and the importance and beauty of another’s being.
Imagine a child of any age, with his or her coloring pencils drawing on a piece of paper. Tongue stuck out, eyes focused and every mark in its place. The yellow is where he or she wants it, there’s just enough blue and every line and dot in the background makes that’s child’s art work complete. It took some time, but it was worth it. This child is so proud of his or herself, sitting back gazing at his or her creation knowing they could never create this one masterpiece ever again. Can you feel that’s child’s joy, that child’s love for his or her creation?
Now, imagine another child with only one black flat tip maker, with only two strokes in only two seconds ruin the first child’s creation before he or she was able to show it to anyone. Can you feel that child’s pain, that’s child’s anger?
You are God’s Art Work. Every Man, Woman and Child should be treated as such. Every scar you made on another Man, Woman or Child was mark on one of many of God’s Great Masterpieces (if you never done so, I congratulate you and ask you never feel this shame). This is how wrong the world is. You should feel a shame to have another bare the mark of your rage and even worst if you bare the mark of another because of your own wrong way of living. This is not a hard task but it must be dealt with where the problem begins. It begins with you. If you have a thought, an idea, the feeling or if someone is pushing you to hurt or harm or even dislike anyone at any time, you should have the wisdom to know that something is wrong, this is not right and want to resolve the matter of not the difference of the other person but why or should I feel this way toward them.
Now imagine a world with no man made scars created in anger or dislike. Can you see a world with no war, a world with no animosity toward one another worldwide…a world without one man made bruise in anger toward another? That world can be just by respecting God’s Art Work and controlling the portal of Body Action.

The Transaction
I know to the closed eyed Man or Woman the transaction from the world we know today to the world that should be seems impossible, but really it wouldn’t be that hard if we looked at what needed to be accomplished and what we have already accomplished. We have traveled and connected the world, but we separate ourselves with borders. We have science and medicine, but so many die because of no way to get it. We have powered the world with electricity and found uses for it’s natural resources, yet so many go without heat. We are able to feed the world, yet so many starve. All of man’s suffering and problems are triggered by one thing and one thing only…MONEY.
We must understand how and why we let money have such a hold on our soul, how we let money control our morals, how we let money destroy our families, how we let lack of money determine if we eat, how we let money determine the quality of our life. With that in mind, think of the power we let money possess and how with or without it determines your existence. Money gives us luxury, it feeds us, it gets us medicated, it shelters us, and for some reason the more we have, we feel the right to shit on some one for no reason. What the fuck is that? Life without money could exist.
Here’s how. A man that makes chairs would still make chairs if he didn’t get paid for it. And a woman who makes dresses will make dresses if she didn’t get paid for it. Because that’s what they do. Every man and woman has a talent or a passion (some more than others; but that’s ok, what’s a star without an audience? What’s a business without a customer?). Every job on earth that needs to be done would be done and not only done, but done right because that’s what that person does, that is that person passion. If education was free and not so hard to get we would have a world of intelligent Men, Women and Children. So teaching people what they like to do would make what is needed to be done, done right and with care. (why have a nurse as a receptionist or a teacher as a waiter). No matter what the task someone will raise their hand and say I’ll do it. (I’ll walk behind that big ass elephant and scoop his business). Ok, now think of a world where you didn’t have to buy food. (That the world the Great Creator made for us food comes from the earth not man). You just go to the grocery store, like the ones we have today but you don’t pay. You just get enough for your family. Get full but not fat. We will know moderation. Think of a world where your electricity was free, where cable is free, a world where it didn’t cost to clothed yourself with garments of your own choice. If you take money out of the equation the food at the market could still get there, the power and means of communication as well as entertainment does not have to be turned off, and anything massed produced should be shared with the masses. If big businesses keep producing their products, but do it for free…the world would be right. I know it sounds crazy but I’m not finished yet. Our sense of value determines the actuality of this world. A man worth should be almost as it is today but be as it should be, by the more people you affect in a positive, friendly and loving matter. Think of this, the more sodas Pepsi sales the more people Pepsi affects in a positive way, people enjoy the drink so people give them money and the Pepsi people use that money to buy planes, fancy cars, big houses and other luxuries and the same is with any other successful business or famous person. The more people that enjoy a business’ product or one person’s company or teaching, that person should be rewarded not paid with what they desire the same as if they were rich. But there’s no money no taxes no trading. No man’s talent is there just for him and his family, it’s for him and his neighbor, city, town, state, country and world. Meaning, if you baked bread; you would bake bread for the masses, expecting nothing in return. Because in this world, the material to make the bread would be for free. You would not have to worry about expenses. What is needed is what is given. Money has nothing to do with what could be, what shall be and what won’t be. The Great Creator has put on this earth everything that is needed for the world over to live comfortable, clothed, healthy, sheltered, loved and fed. If the world stopped using money but kept working the world would not blow up, in fact it would be stress free and united. (Work would no longer be called work it would be called your part; like a chore, like in your home. To keep a house running everyone must do their part; like in the home, the more family members the easier the task and the less work it is for all. We are family and the world is our home. There’s many of us your part could be cut in half, because if everyone does their part, instead of working 8 to 12 hours a day, it could be from maybe 2 to 3 hours and the rest of the day would be yours and your family’s, which is what really matters).

Here are some examples of my logic:
A contractor who loves his job but don’t have the proper skills to do his next job. That contractor will lie if he knew not knowing what he needed to know would cost him the job. In this world his options are to go back to school and learn how to do the job right. But how can he? He has to feed his children, he already got bills coming in at the end of every month. Or he can lie, and hope the house don’t fall down the mountain. Now in the world that should be, he would stand up and say, “You know what, I don’t know how to do that, but I am going to learn how.” Then he fill out some form on his i-phone (that’s free too) and he’s enrolled in school starting Monday. And someone who is qualified would do the job. In this world, maybe the person needing the job done would wait for him to finish his training. And this only could happen if he didn’t have to worry about feeding or clothing his family. He would only worry about doing a good job, that’s also for free because that’s what he does.
A young smart intelligent female wants to go to school but don’t have the money for tuition. Her options are, forget about it or make the money stripping. She want to go to school bad, but it cost so much :( . So let’s say she really wants to only do this till she’s out of school. But after seeing how much money she makes by just shaking her ass; she stays stripping, and the world just lost a doctor that may have cured cancer. But in the world that should be, she would be able to go to any school worldwide at no cost. She would fill out a form on her i-phone (which is also free), And she’s enrolled. And without the pressures of cost living (food, communication, books, transportation, shelter), all focus should be on learning their passion. No one should pay to learn.
A company make CD players. The new line of players are fine, but somewhere on the production line a few hundred players came out faulty and they knew it. The company’s option are to have the machine dissembled and fixed so that 100% of the players played correctly. But this will cost money to fix money the company don’t want to part with. So with a straight face they slap a buyer beware sticker on it and its all good. But in the world that should be the company would with no shame say, “hey few of those players have a shortage, if you get one bring it back to the store for a new one (in fact, any merchandise that ever gets broken or stops working would be replaced when returned to the store even if you broke it; just tell them how you broke it and the makers of the product would try to make the next model be not broken that way again and every company would have a recyclable center that recycle all returns). Then they would fill out a form on their i-phone and at no cost the repair men are there to fix the machine. Because that’s what they do. If every company didn’t have to pay more to make their products 100% safe, effective, reliable, durable and long lasting the world would produce less trash. Because no one throws away something that works. Nothing made should be sub-par. A company interest should not be on cost of making their product 100% safe, effective, reliable, durable and long lasting. What needed to make this happen should be theirs with no problem is for the people, for the family. Would you sale your Mama something that will break on her. Would you work on your Mama’s brakes if you didn’t know how? So why do it to the next Man or Woman. (this isn't done yet but enough to proove a point)

I Promise
When Man, Woman and Child know the Great Creator and control the portals of evil that lets all the problems and turmoil in to world I promise these results and way of life.

No Man, Woman or Child will be hungry or ¬¬¬¬thirsty.
No Man, Woman or Child will be without a comfortable home.
No Man, Woman or Child will be uneducated.
No Man, Woman or Child will be without clothing & shoes of their own delight.
No Man, Woman or Child will know embarrassment or shame.
No Man, Woman or Child will know greed.
No Man, Woman or Child will know suffering.
No Man, Woman or Child will know anger.
No Man, Woman or Child will know envy.
No Man, Woman or Child will know disappointment.
No Man, Woman or Child will know hate.
No Man, Woman or Child will know war.
No Man, Woman or Child will know punishment.
No Man, Woman or Child will know hostility.
No Man, Woman or Child will know jealousy.
No Man, Woman or Child will know mistrust.
No Man, Woman or Child will know worry.
No Man, Woman or Child will know failure.
No Man, Woman or Child will know mistreatment.
No Man, Woman or Child will know loneliness or despair.
No Man, Woman or Child will know fear.
No Man, Woman or Child will be bounded by borders.

All Man, Woman and Child will know, give and receive love.
All Man, Woman and Child will know triumph.
All Man, Woman and Child will know, give and receive respect.
All Man, Woman and Child will know honor.
All Man, Woman and Child will know joy.
All Man, Woman and Child will know satisfaction.
All Man, Woman and Child will know loyalty.
All Man, Woman and Child will know humility.
All Man, Woman and Child will know forgiveness.
All Man, Woman and Child will know honesty.
All Man, Woman and Child will know fulfillment;.
All Man, Woman and Child will know trust.
All Man, Woman and Child will know responsibility.
All Man, Woman and Child will know creativity.
All Man, Woman and Child will know peace.
All Man, Woman and Child will know, understand and use wisdom.
All Man, Woman and Child will know, express and receive compassion.
All Man, Woman and Child will know, patient.

All Man, Woman and Child will be appreciated.
All Man, Woman and Child will be remembered.
All Man, Woman and Child will be heard.
All Man, Woman and Child will be adored.
All Man, Woman and Child will be forgiven.
All Man, Woman and Child will be happy.
All Man, Woman and Child will be protected.
And all Man, Woman and Child will be united.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I follow the way of "New Age Global Belief"

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I Hate Aunt Floe (NOTE: This is a humorous stab at PMS from a Man’s point of view)

I can see your blood boiling
through the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my lungs;
your words seek like bullets
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f__ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it…
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh_t
about the gum I chew.
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same
these 28 days,
but now I’m f_ckin A__hole
Aunt Floe gave me that name.
She said get out my face
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by
What was said before.
I love you
With her glossy eyes
I knew it was true,
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love
To live my life like in a pit.
This is horrible sh_t
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent.
You could be laughing
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue a week.
And that ain’t gone happen
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable rage,
She locked herself
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk. :)


Life is living
But then again it’s not
Because living goes on
Stop breathing
Life stop

Picture this if you may
To help you understand
How a person lives forever
After creating a man

Life is a path
That can go many ways
The roads are cloudy battle fields
With soldiers in a daze

Some are chosen
Some say {f_ck it} {bluff it}
While some give up
and cries tears by the bucket

Life is a tough road
But we can all get to the end
And go on living;
Loved, Remembered, and as a great friend

So soldier march on
The further less dazed
The further the march
The greater the praise

So climb the mountain
Swim the ocean,
Sometimes don’t look back
Because some soldiers
In the battlefield
Just don’t know how to act

But some should be saved
Because on this road you’ve bled
But only if he’s bleeding
Still crawling ahead

Then pass the sword
And forget your graze
Because the more soldiers to the end
Insure better days

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Daddy's lil'Girl

Beautiful as the stone
You are my Jayde,
With a smile like sunshine
Chasing all shade.
"Daddy's lil'Girl"
Yes you'll always be,
Every curly wild hair
Down to your tiny two feet.
A gift not just to me
You were given to the world,
But before all of that
You're "Daddy's lil'Girl".

This poem was wrote for my daughter Jayde.

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Hear These Words

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

Be my guardian and watch my day,
Be with me at night and never stray.

The slightest hint of your presence gives me strength;
To hold my head up high to escape life’s stench,
I’m in a nightmare of the world…
I can’t be woken by a pinch.

Monsters are everywhere…some with Angel faces,
Trying hard to steer my tongue…
far away from my Graces.

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

I’m like prey…there’s many wolves…they all want a piece,
Speaking loud would cause attention…
And have Evil notice me.
Alone I can’t survive…
I need your love to cover me.

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

When you are with me…
I fear no tomorrow;
I can raise my voice to all Pain and Sorrow,
And give thanks to my Lord for the time let borrowed.

Now I feel you with me…I can feel the surge;
I feel the need…I must be heard,
Evil ears must hear these words.

I’m no longer the prey...I will not sit and hide;
I will stand my ground and pull deep from inside,
The power of God and see world's beautiful side.

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You Question My Heart

You question my heart
And curse my soul,
Adding bullshit to bullshit
With a mouth so bold.
Many have problems
but ours are too cold,
And if it doesn’t change now
It’ll be till we`re old.

You question my heart
And call my love my lies,
We both hurting and we’re yelling
And refuse to sympathize.
Minds colliding, crashing, in twine,
I’m sitting right in front of you
But you say I’m hard to find.

You question my heart
Cause you forgot my love,
And you a stranger to me
In the place of my beloved.

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Here we go again, you yelling and my head doin spins.
Now both so loud…both tryin to win.
A battle not ment to be, between two who have something so unique;
Now hot biting lips and at times can’t speak.
B_tch is a word I try not to say, I know it burns but what else can I say
You choppin at me like a tree, molding me like clay.
Into who you see in front of you,
Doing stupid things I wouldn’t think to do.
But you know what “f__k this” “I can’t take it no more”
How strong can a man be, when he like nailed to the floor.
And you can take it how you wanna
Cuz that’s where we at right now,
Cuz don’t forget what you throwing
Also hitting like kapow!!!
When all I wanted to do…was just lay down.
So could you please just stop and think of this
You and I in this frantic twist.
All I want is my baby’s kiss.
Brainstorm…and imagine me,
Think of my eyes and what they see.
Something not working that used to be.

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My Last Plea

Though my eyes are open I cannot see,
I know my name but not who I be.
The sun it shines but I get no light,
Every second of the hour it seems you want to fight.
My love is a river with nowhere to go,
Like a puddle or pond with nowhere to flow.
Trapped and confided I can’t escape these thoughts,
Cursed and ridiculed; is this my fault.
I smile, I love, and I give my all,
But pain and bullsh_t is all I cause,
I’m surrounded...there’s no way out,
By lies and things I know nothing about.
Will you ever stop and present me the chance,
To have your love I worked for
and not be judged by your glance,
Not put down for someone else’s past,
Not acknowledge as the driver of someone else’s crash.
Not as the problem I seem to be,
An unneeded piece to a puzzle complete.
Is there a place that we can one day belong?
A place where this pain and the hurting is gone.
There is; but can we fix it before we get there,
Or do my eyes have to close forever...
Before you see how much I care.

Live In My Heart

Live in my heart
And possess my soul,
Adding chapters to lover`s tales never told.
Many could preach about
How tight they hold,
But this I see till the time we`re old.

Live in my heart
Where true love lies,
Where embracement and kisses
At once hypnotize.
My thoughts your thoughts
At one in twine,
Lips to lips
But both hard to find.

Live in my heart
And you`ll see my love,
True love...a sweet love,
Is what I have for you
And only you my love.

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