There are times when something cuts us so deeply we wonder how we can go on. Going back in time to a song from many moons ago, it all comes down to, ‘I breathe in and I breathe out’. They make it seem as if our lives are not so important and once we’re gone no one will remember you for too long. How can the human Soul feel so much anguish and just end? How, you tell me how; how the complexities of the human mind can simply be washed away.

Look to science and they will tell you that you were once a monkey, not precisely a monkey; I am only trying to get my point across. Yes, perhaps there are many instances of a throwback to the Neanderthal; of this I have no doubt. On one hand we have a loving and brilliant mind and on the other we have a psychopathic attacker of humanity.

She could see that the crest of the hill was just ahead, a couple more minutes and they would be there. They had been walking for so long they could no longer count the days. They had learned to hide when necessary; they knew that hiding was best in order to protect the two children they had found. Going on instinct, just over the rise of this hill a valley should come into view, this is where they would be able to rest for a time.

They all had the look of a homeless vagabond who hadn’t bathed in weeks. They were covered in the dust and trials of their long foot journey that had brought them to where they are now. Magde thought back on a time, not too long ago where things used to make sense and bathing was a daily occurrence. She didn’t care anymore, and it was a wasted thought, bathing was the least of her worries.

If you haven’t been paying attention you may not have noticed the growth of crime, deranged attacker against innocent victim. How can we truly know what causes these individuals to carry out their acts of violence? Are some minds so easily twisted with what is portrayed in a story or does it go deeper than that? How do we know who is Friend or Foe?

You can ask how can I say deranged and I will tell you that a normal thinking mind will not pre-meditate the slaughter of innocent victims. Not stopping at this but building up an arsenal where he dwells, most assuredly with the intent of doing further harm. The question is how do we get through our own lives without becoming wholly distrusting of all those that live around us? As they say trust is earned, but how do we walk down the street and feel safe?

If you forget to close the door and a Predator walks in, whose fault is that? We talk and we talk, we seem to think that because we forget to do things that we should do, it is never our own fault. Children have been born since humanity has begun; having a child does not give you a separate set of rules from all others. So you think what you supposed to be a predator should be hunted down because you forgot to close the door.

If I were you I would consider this a message that you are getting sloppy and you need to sharpen your mind. This time it may have been a minor inconvenience to you, next time it may be far worse. Own up to that which you have neglected and work to correct your errant ways. Stop passing the blame, accept it as your own.

My thoughts to you today are ‘Who pays for the crimes committed against you? What exactly do I mean by the crimes? These can be a number of things, something as simple as hurting your feelings or as far as causing you a great deal of physical and emotional pain. We all deal with the walls we walk into in our own way and somehow we must find a way to carry on and still remain true to who we are.

I am not preaching to you, I am just telling you that all crimes that you commit and those committed against you will have their day of reckoning. It may not be taken care of today, this week or the next, but it shall be done. We’ve all heard the saying, what goes around comes around, many say ‘yeah sure, that never happens’.  But it does, I tell you it does; it may be years down the road, but it surely does come around. Do we have a choice on the punishment that is doled out? Nope, it is done as our creator and those that walk with him see fit.

I have throughout my life found more than one person that believe themselves to be Angels? Could this be true or are they simply delusional? I will say that the couple people I know or have met personally seem to be a bit off the wall. I'm not saying they are completely gonzo but there is something not exactly firing correctly it seems.

There have been books written on the 'Angels Among Us', I have to admit that I have read a few myself. Let us just suppose these people(?) are telling the truth and they are Angels that have somehow lost touch with reality. Can we spin it a bit further and look at the chance that perhaps they go more off the deep end because they no longer hold the powers that they once held as actively working Angels? This is assuming an awful lot but we must not rule it out as a slight possibility.

We seem to go through our younger years and most of us do not even think of our own natural demise. What happens when something wakes us up to the fact that sooner or later, we too will cease to exist in our present bodies?

What changes have taken place and we are forced to face our own mortality? You may have experienced the loss of a loved one or you have had a close brush with death yourself. It may be that neither of these experiences have happened to you but thoughts on your own mortality do play on your mind. Regardless, an event has taken place in your psyche to cause you to think on the fact that your life on this earth is not endless.