"People do not remember people. They Remember the things they do." - David E Fernandez

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We will not allow any man or woman to define who we are. We are the summation of our hopes, dreams and feelings. We choose to stand up or sit. We choose to walk or run. We choose to play or sit. We choose to speak or stay quiet. We choose to love or hate. These are the things that define us and nothing in this world can change that. We define ourselves.

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I get this question often. The answer is always the same: bad. I’ll tell you I’m ok but I don’t mean it.

I don’t know if you think it’s a ploy or if you just don’t believe me. To be very clear: I am being poisoned. I am being controlled through my nervous system like a rag doll. I can only sleep 2 hours at a time (6 hours in the past 48 hours). They can literally put me to sleep with the flick of a switch. I have been to the emergency room twice. I have twitching, itching, chills, stings and pain in places you couldn’t imagine. I have tightening pains in my chest. And on one occasion I had complete paralysis in my “very valuable” area. You say anxiety? No. These twitches are very precise. For example while writing this I am getting a shooting pain in my middle finger and stinging at the tip of my penis. I wish I was just kidding. I am astonished that nobody has done anything.

I feel the gases flooding in from air vents. I tried wearing a surgical mask which eased the situation but I cannot sleep with it on so I wake up in the same condition. Somebody please do something. It is becoming unbearable.

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Fear tells you no. Fear tells you it’s impossible. Fear ridicules you. Fear tells you to give up. Fear stabs you in the back. Fear is relentless, abusive and treacherous. Fear will yank your dreams from the beautiful blue skies and drown you in unending oppression. You will fight until you can no longer fight and then you will fight more because you will not allow fear to takeaway what is rightfully yours. Fear will sedate you and leave you complacent. Break through the shackles of fear and fight for your dreams.

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A father and son went to a marketplace on a Saturday afternoon. As they approached the market they saw a man sitting on the floor with his back to the wall. The father pulled out a business card and deposited it into the man’s cup. The son turned to the father and asked, “daddy, why did you do that?” His father replied “because he needs a job and it’s the right thing to do”.

As they continued they saw a man who was carrying a tremendous load on his back. The father went over and helped the man unload the goods. The son asked “daddy, why did you help that man?” The father replied “because no man should have to carry that burden on his own. It’s the right thing to do”.

Finally at the last booth there was a familiar man. As the father approached he handed a stack of bills to the man. The son, once again turned to the father and asked “why did you hand that man so much money.” The father smiled and said “because son, it’s the right thing to do”.

Dear President, Do the right thing. Popthebubble

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Foolish is the man who tries to strip away your dreams for no dream, no matter how small, can never be extinguished. Dreams are the fuel that send us soaring above the clouds, shoot you over the stars and catapult you into the stratosphere. Many are quick to call a dreamer foolish. The truth is that nothing is impossible. Impossibility should fear a hopeful man with an unquenchable desire to dream.

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This was fueled by anger and I apologize and I have removed the posting.

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After feeling like a gas was being pushed through my air vents I went to the hospital. The hospital took blood work which came back normal. However, a nose swab discovered an airborne virus which could not be identified.

I feel like a living pincushion/voodoo doll. Can someone please explain to me why nothing has been done??

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When there is nothing wrong with plan A, there’s no need for a plan B.

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The surges come in waves of pain.
Leaving every vital organ strained.

Fear is trying to piece everything together while my mind is both asleep and awake.
Damage to my heart is being done daily with so much at stake.

I’ve been cursed for what I think.
Your moral crusade has pushed me to the brink.
I can no longer laugh, smile or think.

Trapped within my own mind, I try to focus.
How can you just stand around and leave me hopeless.

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You cannot see it. You cannot touch it. It is the inexplicable feeling that we have towards one another. It moves us, motivates us and inspires us. Love is the world’s most powerful motivator.

In the face of the darkest and most treacherous moments of my life it was love that was my salvation. Love for my son, my family and my invisible friends. I struggle everyday to find the light and beauty in this world because I am constantly being suffocated by darkness.

I am still here today because of the love that I have for you and you for me. Thank you to everybody who has shown me love. I am forever indebted to you.