IMMIGRANT FAMILIES SEPARATED

How would you feel if you were SEPARATED FROM YOUR PARENTS during your childhood…terrorized and traumatized I am sure you would feel it. How would you feel if you were kept separated from your parents for MONTHS …inhumanly treated I AM SURE YOU WOULD FEEL IT! How would you feel if you uprooted and ABANDONED YOUR HOME and WALKED AND SLEPT WHERE ever NECESSARY TO SURVIVE AND KEEP GOING.

No more mass denial of the reality of racism and prejudice, and minimizing the full effects it has on your fellow country men and immigrant families who tolerate the shit daily. Black and Hispanic AMERICANS is an incarceration REALITY that the mass delusional frenzy of secret hate and denial can do.

Trump the marketing profiler and pathological, fascist Administration is clearly an antisocial and desensitized sickness of hate. It is hidden in denial and intolerance that undeniably INSTIGATES negativity. The missing screw is a mockery, Satanic in nature, tribal and clannish. And they call themselves conservatives and Christian?!! The Holy Spirit speaks truth from ad adversity.

This is a true definition of corruption and underdeveloped irresponsibly. The collective denied claim that concentration camps, idiot walls, Trump rally fear and threats, MASS incarceration and inhuman threats of mass deportations, etc is not what is happening on the border. It Damn well is a cultural fascist disease at work and rising out of the pits of hell!! Time to wake up. This beast is the bi product of the old Civil War Confederacy.

ICE Director Morgans focus on families amounts to the typical racist defensiveness tone.

•The clarity of denial yet the application of the latter with “focus” on the innocence of “families” generally said but yet implying immigrant families are not to populate nor thrive and so “deport them by the millions”.

•Plus Director Morgan is clearly in denial and antisocial of the concept of consequence to fear factor on a realistic level versus his generalized “rule of law” bull shi& justifying a partisan desire to the delusions of false criminality and protecting American people from “immigrant families”.

Dumbfounded “again the rule of law”, dah!!…as if we don’t understand ICE Director Morgan’s simpleton, remedial grasp of morality, ethics, humanity, Christianity.

I bet he says under his breath things like “these damn liberals”. He’s got his lips on Trumps rear end but of course not for

long given upcoming elections. Fear is a cage covered with foil paper bed sheets, pre packaged immigrant families living and breathing humans but yet he maintains the fart out of his own mouth and Trump’s mouth as “the rule of law”!

Breath of fresh air, to hear from more moral and real men and women of the human race like Chief Acevedo and Attorney Binford.

Keep Breathing Past Despair

By Juan Carrillo

Where I may fall there I lay awaiting a fate. Is this my day with my God that no one ever wants, that date of a fate we all must encounter.  Perfect it is to await it through some and come to some terms with He, who even in this your moment of despair is totally there.

No doubt, never ever doubt that fate is in His hands, definitely the most wonderful embrace is His arms, the arms of God after death. So it must be to have come close to such an awesome embrace. I may say no, no not yet but yet it may just be as such but to leave my fate entrusted upon His awesome hands. The ultimate giver of life, a life spent is perfect enough, even when you lay upon a trail, a life path where many have journeyed, and when not a soul passes it be just fine even – for here I am.

And so you lay upon the dust and rocks despite they be set aside. Yet still no comfort found yet breath and strength taken and yet unable to continue as far as I should desire. Patience, yes when in time you should be ready to desire, patience be learned.

Good be such that I find it comforting to gaze at the stars above, so awesome is He Christ this Holy Spirit who once said that, “into your arms I commend my spirit.” Beautiful moments indeed it must be as we ascend to the Creator.

It must be so perfect but yet we should leave it thereupon His hands to hold fate, and not I this creature of little worth. Yet I must be as such lest I not ascend to the great Heaven above. Never curse nor hate He God who takes life after life, yet He gives upon gives life and challenges and refines a soul till it be ready to ascend.

Even if you may be ready, He the almighty has a fate for still till it be fulfilled in whatever it may be; but it must be so and there even, right under my nose.

Yes, even death, that which comes to us all, we should love and smile at while laying upon the rocky earth wounded yet gazing in thanksgiving at the beauty of the stars. Thank you my creator for fate, that which I leave onto you to hold me until then.

The Big Dipper gives water and refreshes mankind yet can be the destroyer of man as in Noah’s time. Yet I see a falling star that moment when you signaled to me not to worry -You will receive your water, the purest of all. Bless be he who sees and attains gratitude and loves it despite incidence of disparity and survival.

Time is not eternal here for surely one day it must be so, but here we test and refine the soul anew and renew it again and again by trial and error.

Forgiveness is the new commandment of the entire Earth and Universe says He when He merely scribbled upon the dust. Awaken, the laws are not upon stone no more but upon the dust which blows away and erases it; but do not harden the heart lest it remain.

Dear perfect Christ you were there just a wee nothing past my doubts that evening in as humble as I should be, and rightly so you always are that we should never ask from a proudful filled heart.

Yet the evil trickster suggested and brought doubt that the desert sun is a friend that must be travelled upon if you so love those close to you, but yet patience came to rescue lest otherwise we perish.

My Christ thank you I am grateful for your ever so presence in my life and within those who surround us. jrc

Journey to the Cross

The journey to the Cross from the base of the trail begins an effort, a willingness to persist and insist to ascend further and further a hike and an effort.

Every step by step you ascend, you gain a great than what you were when you started. Keep going, it’s okay to look back, it’s okay to fall, it’s okay to doubt and return to the base but as long as you try again and again never ever giving up the climb to the Cross that resides unseen from where you may be. Still you know it is up there. Have faith that it is at the end of the journey.

My lesson is having learned the need to continue and never stop reaching out to make it to the unseen cross. It is and it must be way above. With trying effort I will make it there, tired, relieved, satisfied, fulfilled and content with my accomplishment.

To ascend and climb is an upward struggle that never ends from birth to death. We must persist and insist on a higher part of our selves. Yes continue and you will find a determined higher, inner self.

The closer you ascend the more you will see, physically, spiritually, the effort to persist and insist is a measure of the faith unearthed in the soul within. Upon your seeing the Cross, imagine how Christ must have seen it and felt it, it was joy to show the ultimate love and demonstrate forgiveness of thy enemies. It was not with hate in light of the passion and beatings, but with a burning passion to love His fellow mankind’s fallen spiritual condition.

To be nailed upon the Cross must it be for eternal life. How honored can I be. The journey is suffering and pain to truly ascend beyond the physical cross and thereafter ascend to Heaven where God resides. He journeyed to the Cross and so must I am be so determined to ascend!!! jrc