Monthly Archives: September 2016

It is without doubt that we wake and go on our way with death every day. I have in a very  unusual way learned to listen to my guts and not be at odds with them. That hit-and-run automobile accident could perhaps have been avoided had I obliged.

And I know at present that certain things do in fact matter more than do others. Of course, it was the end of the month, and needed money, money to pay my rent. But really was that something to lose my life for? If someone asked me that same question today, I wouldn’t hesitate to say ….no…

I have become fully aware that being a mother to my children does matter more than making a penny or two. I have learned the hard way to trust my guts , and believe strongly that my faith in God saved my dear life.

At present time I question every decision I choose to make, every step I choose to take…to make sure I’m taking the right step in the right direction. And do realize certain things I will never understand no matter how hard I find it necessary to try…I know for sure that some things aren’t for me to know, let alone understand, but the good Lord’s alone.

Seeing my boys, my children and grandchildren grow up to be productive individuals in today’s society is certainly worth more than money. Growing up without parents is with its own flows. Life as an orphan is a shallow road of opportunity few have made it through.

This narrative will, as is expected, address itself to individuals who read it in different ways, and that’s only human. Our brains as humans receive information differently, analyse it differently.

My near-failure was an error of the unintentional consequence many did not survive, had no chance to correct. Which has appeared to me to be an unfamiliar favor many did not have a probability this world affords? If I had to do it over again, I would come toward it with a rare caution.

If I offered (sold) to the hungry reader a more interesting publication than the one readily accessible that’s full of rubbish, and he, instead of enhancing his graver dissecting a portion on it now, and then, reading more of it when his mind orders such relaxation, foolishly overdoses himself with even more chapters of the volume in a single sitting, he would have deserved to be nauseated, in that he would have nobody to blame but himself.

There can be nothing more distrustful in writing articles full of nonsense than there would be in operating a candy-store without sweets in it, it depends wholly on individual customers to harm themselves with either – or will extract from the comfort which they have been afforded if they use their feasibility wisely…


When a system being utilized is one implemented in the 1800s, then of course we have a problem; a system built that many years ago was only good in those days and time, when the world was young and still formulating. The world is no longer what it was in the 1800s, and the world population has more than doubled, with human life not being an exception. In the days of long ago, people walked almost everywhere they went, which is no longer the case in today’s world. People in the modern world drive, even the shortest of distance is covered by car.

The only thing stagnant are the wages – people’s take-home pay. And when that is the case, you have what many would identify as a failed system, because the cost of living is the highest its been. Why then is it that people’s wages are stagnant, you would ask? This leaves no doubt in any person’s mind that as unproductive, hocus pocus governments hop around on limbs, the average Joe is struggling, even with two jobs it’s almost impossible to make ends meet.

We all by now have seen those wild police chase in broad daylight for drugs and money. Many have wondered why, why would a police officer chase after someone in broad daylight, someone who poses no threat to him or the general public? What those asking don’t seem to realize is that some police officers know how to profile people, black male in certain areas. They know how people who are more likely to be in possession of drugs and money look like.

Another problem with this world today is that most people fit the criteria that of a provider than that of a parent, because most parents are always gone, in search of money, missing out in their children’s lives; they are not there to help their children with homework, absent at dinner tables, they are not there to watch their children play sports. Our children learn manners from the street, and that is a real problem. You can’t expect to raise responsible adults if you are a helicopter parent…

A Failed System-Unproductive Hocus Pocus Governments on Limbs-Wild Police Chase in Broad Daylight for Drugs and Money-A Provider or a Parent- is a great read. Get a copy of it on Amazon, by Viora Mayobo.