<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228</id><updated>2012-01-25T17:39:55.942-08:00</updated><category term='sustainability'/><category term='environmental'/><category term='oceans'/><category term='researching'/><category term='corporations'/><title type='text'>Lost in Thought</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-5060489483953745513</id><published>2011-11-02T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:08:08.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-5060489483953745513?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5060489483953745513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5060489483953745513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-193583368946308202</id><published>2011-11-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:42:34.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG he is&amp;nbsp;Arab&lt;br /&gt;OMG he is Black&lt;br /&gt;OMG she is Asian&lt;br /&gt;Is he going to blow up the subway?&lt;br /&gt;Is he going to shoot you?&lt;br /&gt;Is she going to be your slave?&lt;br /&gt;she is poor&lt;br /&gt;he is homeless&lt;br /&gt;she is a single mom&lt;br /&gt;he is a single dad&lt;br /&gt;her mom is an addict&lt;br /&gt;his dad is in prison&lt;br /&gt;he has money but no happiness&lt;br /&gt;he is always sad&lt;br /&gt;he is a happy rich man&lt;br /&gt;she is a unhappy rich girl&lt;br /&gt;he is a philanthropist mogul&lt;br /&gt;she is a media fiend&lt;br /&gt;OMG?? Are they all different? More than the eye can see?&lt;br /&gt;are you going to judge her because she is angry?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to see him as helpless because he lost his home and job?&lt;br /&gt;Will you take her acting out as criminal because she wants to be like her mom?&lt;br /&gt;Will you take the time to smile at the child who is unclean?&lt;br /&gt;Will you see the humanity in all who live?&lt;br /&gt;human is human, money is what we make it,&lt;br /&gt;We give it value,&lt;br /&gt;and we decide what out society values as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-193583368946308202?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/193583368946308202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/omg-he-is-omg-he-is-black-omg-she-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/193583368946308202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/193583368946308202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/omg-he-is-omg-he-is-black-omg-she-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-1283565149789780656</id><published>2011-11-01T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:50:30.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized&lt;br /&gt;I have never been in love&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt the true love of a man who loves me&lt;br /&gt;dedicated 50/50 love&lt;br /&gt;never felt it and I fear I never will&lt;br /&gt;there is a void inside me that needs this feeling&lt;br /&gt;this love feeling&lt;br /&gt;I have had physical love&lt;br /&gt;physical attraction&lt;br /&gt;good sex, physical attraction,&lt;br /&gt;I just have never felt love in the mind&lt;br /&gt;In my body&lt;br /&gt;I have felt love on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;But never deep within it&lt;br /&gt;where love goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-1283565149789780656?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1283565149789780656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-realized-i-have-never-been-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1283565149789780656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1283565149789780656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-realized-i-have-never-been-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-5261622680442817767</id><published>2011-11-01T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:37:36.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wounds</title><content type='html'>wounds do not have to be made in the flesh, sometimes they can be made in the heart,&lt;div&gt;in the soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wounds can be made by ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or they can be made by others words and actions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wounds, bleeding, open, sore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swim throughout &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slithering into my mind, to remind me that I am human&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wounds can be made by sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and can be made by memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if the one with the knife doesn't see the blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-5261622680442817767?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5261622680442817767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/wounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5261622680442817767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5261622680442817767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/11/wounds.html' title='wounds'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-8036857795137355305</id><published>2011-10-24T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:47:32.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Is the world apprehensive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To accept the new order,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where citizens do not stand back and take the corporate slaughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that our parents were accepting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bought and bought and bought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No questions asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times were good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they could buy what they wanted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrow, borrow, borrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no consequences,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our parents made this world materialistic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly not knowing what was to come,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did not know that our economy is/was an onslaught of failure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that it would become so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the world going to see this and open their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You educated us all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we are told to close our eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on your corporate government!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on your fake lobbyists!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your business allies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-8036857795137355305?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-2809004893436507397</id><published>2011-10-20T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T13:32:42.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>us</title><content type='html'>clashing&lt;br /&gt;indignant&lt;br /&gt;relative to time and space&lt;br /&gt;That is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripping&lt;br /&gt;shredding&lt;br /&gt;That is what I wish you would feel so I can pass the hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffering&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;You will have one day&lt;br /&gt;For yourself&lt;br /&gt;For making us this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-2809004893436507397?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2809004893436507397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2809004893436507397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2809004893436507397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/us.html' title='us'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-6631560490491527962</id><published>2011-10-17T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T08:11:50.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Idea of my Belief</title><content type='html'>I am deeply rooted in what I believe,&lt;br /&gt;Just as you are rooted in yours,&lt;br /&gt;I can back up my belief with stories and granduer,&lt;br /&gt;Just as you can yours,&lt;br /&gt;I can seize my beliefs and live in them and devote myself,&lt;br /&gt;I can live my life based on its teachings,&lt;br /&gt;I can sit in the pew of devotion and see without your direction,&lt;br /&gt;I can see on my own,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I know just as you do,&lt;br /&gt;I believe what I know that much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-6631560490491527962?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6631560490491527962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/idea-of-my-belief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6631560490491527962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6631560490491527962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/idea-of-my-belief.html' title='The Idea of my Belief'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-6681614496710681879</id><published>2011-10-17T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T08:08:40.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been thinking again...oh no!</title><content type='html'>The last couple of years have been really eye opening for me. I have noticed so much that I almost wish I could just drop everything I have been working on for 6 years and move onto a different stage in my life. I feel incomplte not doing more. More with myself. I feel I have a greater purpose. I know I have a purpose as a mother and a sister and daughter granddaughter and all that but I am talking about the greater purpose that describes people's lives that did more and made the world notice things they never would have noticed before. I have been frustrated by the same issues Occupy Wall Street is frustrated with but now frustration has turned to anger and anger to rage, and rage to pure disobedience to every norm we are taught to follow. There has not been an uprising in this nation since who knows when. I even tried to just look it up and all I got on Google was results of Arab Spring and the protests in Libya, Egypt, Syria and so forth. Pretty interesting huh?? I put in when was the last uprising in US History and those are the results I got. Oh and slave uprising was another result.&lt;br /&gt;This country has always been for the rich if you think about it. The working poor have been fighting against rules and laws that oppress them for hundreds of years but that is not even unique at all to the United States. Great Britian, now United Kingdom, France, everywhere, Europe, Africa, and Asia, all over the world. The United States ranks 24th out of 30 industrialized nations in our students academic skills. 37th ranking in our health care system, link below:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nejm.org/doi/full/10.1056/NEJMp0910064&lt;br /&gt;The very entity, which is education, that will ensure the progress of our nation in every way is the very entity that will be gripped by corporate greed. Instead of our schools being run by school districts, corporations will come in and make our schools run by businesses then in turn that will create more poverty because when a corporation runs an institution, nothing is free so they will start charging us for every little thing we need to ensure our child is educated. There is an issue in every single inner city school in this nation and that is the lack of commitment and lack of dealing with the issues outside of the school that will ensure that it stay in the condition that it is in. Lack of decent teachers, lack of funding, lack of parental involvement, lack of commitment from staff and administrators, the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Every institution serves a purpose, and I believe the idea of these institutions in this nation were invented to serve one population and one population only. That is the wealthy, white-European, population. It has always been that way. There have been presidents whom came from a modest background and Senators who are completely dedicated to their job as a representative of their country and their community but corporate involvement economically and fundamentally in the government is the core of the problem in our modern day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-6681614496710681879?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6681614496710681879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-been-thinking-againoh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6681614496710681879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6681614496710681879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-been-thinking-againoh-no.html' title='I have been thinking again...oh no!'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-4627894672167307364</id><published>2011-10-17T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T07:53:29.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how are we going to cover this?</title><content type='html'>oh my gosh did you see the news,&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; they going to cover this?&lt;br /&gt;Pointing fingers and playing games,&lt;br /&gt;The corporate media is the best source of news right?&lt;br /&gt;They are thinking now "How are we going to cover this?"&lt;br /&gt;I tell you how,&lt;br /&gt;They will demonize.&lt;br /&gt;They will say we are crazy,&lt;br /&gt;They will say we are just trying to get people worked up,&lt;br /&gt;There is no true ruling class right?&lt;br /&gt;They will become scared and say anything,&lt;br /&gt;Fox News will definitely say that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OWS&lt;/span&gt; is silly, it is a nonsensical entity that will die off soon,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it crazy what happens when people are allowed to learn?&lt;br /&gt;Education has provided for this movement,&lt;br /&gt;Education has created the minds that occupy this movement,&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is silly now,&lt;br /&gt;There is no going back,&lt;br /&gt;Finally every nation will see we will not accept it either!&lt;br /&gt;We will not sit back as we have for decades,&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;People have beheaded kings, ousted governments throughout history,&lt;br /&gt;The people have become the object for change,&lt;br /&gt;Th commercials teach our children what to want,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; teaches our kids how they should act,&lt;br /&gt;The news tells us what to think about society,&lt;br /&gt;The media is thinking how are we going to cover this?&lt;br /&gt;"Let's cover the people getting arrested so everyone can see how crazy these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;protesters&lt;/span&gt; are"&lt;br /&gt;Instead of showing the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;livestream&lt;/span&gt; of coverage in Times Square or hearing the testimonies of thousands of people in the virtual march on wall street, they will show the hundreds of people getting arrested for expressing their human right to stand up against &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tyranny&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-4627894672167307364?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/4627894672167307364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-are-we-going-to-cover-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/4627894672167307364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/4627894672167307364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-are-we-going-to-cover-this.html' title='how are we going to cover this?'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-6890806889505933567</id><published>2011-10-05T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:35:58.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>If one feels that the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;treasons&lt;/span&gt; of wall street are so great,&lt;br /&gt;How can one not become enraged?&lt;br /&gt;If their home has been taken and their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;livelihood&lt;/span&gt; shattered,&lt;br /&gt;Their children's lives altered negatively,&lt;br /&gt;How can one not become saddened by the state of affairs?&lt;br /&gt;Right now there is an undefined movement,&lt;br /&gt;Created doubt where the media has left a void,&lt;br /&gt;People see the occupy wall street as a joke,&lt;br /&gt;Conservatives reduce its meaning to a laughing matter and yet still thousands join the movement,&lt;br /&gt;Why is it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; that home loans became an instrument for a certain few to get rich by way of deceit and predatory tactics?&lt;br /&gt;It is not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; but what is to be done?&lt;br /&gt;How can a few little people, strained by a new society different than that of their ancestors,&lt;br /&gt;become the instrument for change?&lt;br /&gt;I do not have the answer.&lt;br /&gt;It is complex, deep, secluded from the movement because there is so much to bitch about that it is hard to find just one thing!&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for me to reduce the Occupy Wall St as a joke that deserves conservative analysis, mindless detached analysis,&lt;br /&gt;It is small now, scattered people, scattered ideas trying to find a conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a meaning, maybe also trying to just find an answer,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is the greed of the wealthiest citizens of this nation that take and take from the bucket,&lt;br /&gt;and do not give,&lt;br /&gt;They give corporate galas, fundraisers, parties, museum donations, charity auctions and charity fundraisers,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the real problems require intense &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Action&lt;/span&gt;, such as the reform of the education system,&lt;br /&gt;The reform of the government as a whole to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; it from the control of corporations,&lt;br /&gt;Caution is not a factor, tolerance has been tolerated for too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-6890806889505933567?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6890806889505933567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6890806889505933567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6890806889505933567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/10/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-5388912445884860830</id><published>2011-09-28T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:58:00.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>right to live YOUR life</title><content type='html'>I know that the basis for my beliefs is that all people have a right to live their life, believe what they want, and be whatever they want to be. Meaning: If somebody is gay, I am not offended, I do not feel they owe an explanation to myself or the rest of society, nor do I think that a homosexual deserves to be ostracisized from society for their sexual preference. I do not believe gay people are sexual deviants, I do not feel that gay people have a choice in what their sexual preference is. If someone is gay they are gay and there is no hiding it. Even if a man is married for 20 years and has children and maybe even grandchildren and he is truly gay it will come out. He will not live his entire life in the lie of being married to a woman. Denying one their right to their sexual preference is like denying their right to breath. Another example: I am fascinated by people whom make no excuses for their life, their beliefs, regardless of what others may say or do to them. The person who can be totally open about what is in their mind is the person who can understand themselves and the world around them better. Fear comes from that which we do not know. Fear of the unknown is the driving force behind many issues in America today. Religion in America has a tinge of fear to it because if one is not religious it is almost impossible to get someone who is to believe that you are a rational person. So fear is created for people who are not adherent to God and christianity of any kind. There is fear on the end of the religious toward the non-religious and vise-versa. Back to the concept of being what you are. Isn't it a lie if one does not live to what they feel inside they are as a person? Isn't it a blatant lie to ones self if they do not adhere to their own indoctrinations about life and the world around them. All this is coming from my crazy mind of course as some may say but really my point is directed toward those who judge others, those who do not keep an open mind, those who view people who are different from them as bad. My obsession lately has been: Why do human beings hold judgement for those who are what they are: gay, handicapped, disabled, psycholgically or physically impaired in anyway, all people, all categories and types??? Why is there a fear in this country to accept. Not reject. I am sure people could refute me and say that this there is no problem and I am negative and overreacting yet think about this, why don't we focus on fixing problems instead of worrying about if a woman does with her body what she pleases. Issues in the government have been stalemated because of this issues alone. Abortion. I can see the points of prolife supporters, the positive points are many, yet our bodies are like our opinions, they are what they are and they are there for us to do with them as we wish. I don't even know who I am writing too but I know that I have to get this out. Logic in my mind is scarce right now when it comes to my opiniosn regarding sorting them and finding hat to use to present to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-5388912445884860830?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5388912445884860830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-to-live-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5388912445884860830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5388912445884860830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-to-live-your-life.html' title='right to live YOUR life'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-8610564204840437927</id><published>2011-09-26T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:59:08.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah-thoughts 9-26-11</title><content type='html'>If we let it go and stay this way&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes will close forever and the world will stop&lt;br /&gt;The sea washes away the scattered remains of consumerism,&lt;br /&gt;Our earth screams for love, acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;and gives us nothing but sustanance in return&lt;br /&gt;The air catches our scattered pollution&lt;br /&gt;and distributes it throughout the sustaining earth&lt;br /&gt;making great care to give to all&lt;br /&gt;there is constant give from the earth but constant take from its inhabitants&lt;br /&gt;Human intervention is the cause and the solution&lt;br /&gt;and yet we watch the news and the latest story is the royal wedding, the arrest of the latest corporate goon,&lt;br /&gt;The treatment of the earth is a reflection of the treatment of human suffering&lt;br /&gt;capturing the latest famine in Sudan, the war in Libya, the war of Israel and Palestine, is not enough to ease the enormity of it,&lt;br /&gt;Just watching is not enough to help&lt;br /&gt;We can not go in and we just have to watch as the world takes on more and more heavy, deepening contradiction,&lt;br /&gt;As we conserve and recycle, billions of pounds of garbage remain&lt;br /&gt;as we send food thousands of babies die&lt;br /&gt;as we buy our diamonds, our clothes, our cars, our houses,&lt;br /&gt;people die in the name of freedom, in the name of allah, in the name of God,&lt;br /&gt;as we buy our houses someone else is losing theirs,&lt;br /&gt;before they even move out someone is moving in.&lt;br /&gt;when one inch of progress is made there is a detrimental reality waiting to block it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-8610564204840437927?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/8610564204840437927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/09/blah-blah-blah-thoughts-9-26-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/8610564204840437927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/8610564204840437927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/09/blah-blah-blah-thoughts-9-26-11.html' title='blah blah blah-thoughts 9-26-11'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-6493194526211601863</id><published>2011-08-07T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T12:18:44.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oceans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environmental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='researching'/><title type='text'>sustainability</title><content type='html'>It is kind of a hard word to say and spell yet it is a very important word in our world today. There are truly hundreds of companies who research and support sustainability from corporate and human to environmental. Let's call sustainability something else from now on because it is such a difficult word to type over and over again. Let's call it: long term, basically, how to make things last. That is all it is anyways right? People researching how to make things last. Let's face it if one does not know how to make a corporation last it will fail hence why people need things such as long term , how to make things last, research analysts whom pay scientists, and many other people to promote long term effectiveness. What about long term effectiveness in long term environmental solutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term goals for our earth for instance are researched and analyzed by hundreds of people who have PHD's in environmental areas of study, such as marine biology or those scientists who study litter in the ocean, I can't remember what they are called. Anyways, millions of dollars is put into answering the question : How do we make the earth last? Well you can probably think of many solutions off the top of your head that would help the earth. So can I, stop littering so the ocean can be clean so the sea animals and fish can have sustainability, stop littering so the giant hundred mile long rings of garbage in the ocean can start to maybe be eliminated. Not littering is at the top of my list for sure. But what about the rain forests, extinct animals and plants, the oceans fish which are literally, no pun intended, being fished off of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the pollution which is giving people cancer in China? What about the logging operations which not everywhere, but in a lot of places, are stealing animals homes and forcing them to move or die. Wow we humans are pretty apt to kick anyone or anything out of whatever we think is ours. I know we live in our modern day and we have our cell phones and our computers, which I am using right now!, and our nice clothes, our nice cars, we have all our manmade prized possessions at our disposal and all we have to do to is not litter or find ways to better dispose of our waste and we don't do it. Instead we, humans, hire people to figure out what went wrong, what we can do better, and all the while the real problems are in our faces. If you thought I was joking about the rings of waste in the worlds oceans, look it up. It is a real thing. Our toothbrushes, hairbrushes, milk jugs, pop bottles, nail files, computer and cell phone batteries, and other parts, we can't recycle everything. Can you imagine how many people in the world own toothbrushes, or drink from milk cartons, or use nail files, or throw away cell phone and computer parts. That is just the beginning. Why not be aware?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure the more I know the more I am armed with to go out against the world we live in. The world that has it granduers, it's chaos, it's beauty, and it's pain.....And littering doesn't just mean the little gum wrapper you throw out the car window either, we are littering all the waste we use everyday all over the earth. I am guilty, you are guilty, now how can we all live a little smarter? I think just by educating your self, you get smarter: get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-6493194526211601863?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6493194526211601863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/08/sustainability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6493194526211601863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6493194526211601863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/08/sustainability.html' title='sustainability'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-6799941285529576998</id><published>2011-07-25T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:38:41.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>discovery</title><content type='html'>unscripted&lt;br /&gt;unbridled&lt;br /&gt;crafty in my delivery&lt;br /&gt;constant mind maneuvers&lt;br /&gt;go on all the time&lt;br /&gt;given the chance&lt;br /&gt;to be one with another&lt;br /&gt;Going far to the farthest reaches to discover&lt;br /&gt;what? Not yet known.&lt;br /&gt;constant thoughts, deep feelings&lt;br /&gt;unscripted, unbridled&lt;br /&gt;given the chance,&lt;br /&gt;to go far to the farthest reaches to discover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-6799941285529576998?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6799941285529576998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/07/discovery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6799941285529576998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6799941285529576998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/07/discovery.html' title='discovery'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-7934421639919224941</id><published>2011-06-02T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:36:06.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the stream</title><content type='html'>all water in the world&lt;br /&gt;eventually makes it to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;even the smallest stream&lt;br /&gt;to the largest lake makes it to the roaring ocean someday&lt;br /&gt;from the African Savannah to Cambodia to China, what happens when the cycle ends&lt;br /&gt;when all the beautiful moist cherished gold is gone&lt;br /&gt;and those places where woman search all day for water for their children, when that last drop is gone&lt;br /&gt;It is gone forever&lt;br /&gt;all the water in the world goes in a cycle and gradually it is diminishing&lt;br /&gt;and the water that is there in some places&lt;br /&gt;is not good enough&lt;br /&gt;it is not pure enough, or clean enough, it may as well not even be there&lt;br /&gt;the Ganges River is a holy river and now it is a holy polluted river&lt;br /&gt;it's water cannot sustain anyone&lt;br /&gt;It can only be holy water for the holy&lt;br /&gt;even water now is commercialized as we drink it from our stores in our bottles&lt;br /&gt;then we throw them away and the very places that have no water or have bad water get to suffer&lt;br /&gt;as we throw our plastic away&lt;br /&gt;that holds our water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person can live longer without water than they can without food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this link to learn more about water shortages throughout the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.water.org/"&gt;www.water.org&lt;/a&gt; copy and paste it into your browser&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-7934421639919224941?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/7934421639919224941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/06/stream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7934421639919224941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7934421639919224941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/06/stream.html' title='the stream'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-1950740026147850102</id><published>2011-03-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:42:03.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>common thread</title><content type='html'>it starts with a needle and thread. goes through the fabric needle point first. then back through it over and over again. each swoop of the needle requires the connection of the needle through the thread....constantly connected and all started from one point. the thread never breaks and constantly moves through itself. this is like life this is like the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-1950740026147850102?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1950740026147850102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/03/common-thread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1950740026147850102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1950740026147850102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/03/common-thread.html' title='common thread'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-561737983457365498</id><published>2011-03-30T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:45:12.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous American Brands No Longer Made in the U.S.A. - Newsweek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/photo/2010/03/19/brands-no-longer-made-in-the-usa.html"&gt;Famous American Brands No Longer Made in the U.S.A. - Newsweek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-561737983457365498?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-7847921274588568831</id><published>2011-03-22T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T09:59:04.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skeletons in the closet</title><content type='html'>Skeletons in the closet,&lt;br /&gt;The story is now coming out,&lt;br /&gt;Like a gay coming out of the closet,&lt;br /&gt;This secret is quite shocking,&lt;br /&gt;Even though we see the proof right in front of our faces,&lt;br /&gt;Skeletons that will wake up the world are now coming out,&lt;br /&gt;Taunting skeletons who keep spools of history rolled up under their dark sleeves,&lt;br /&gt;They come and show us destruction based on belief,&lt;br /&gt;Oppression being opposed and the want of freedom drives people to kill or be killed,&lt;br /&gt;The skeletons cannot speak but they can move slowly like ghosts,&lt;br /&gt;Taunting with their secrets,&lt;br /&gt;They  taunt like daunting demons,&lt;br /&gt;That stay with a person their entire life,&lt;br /&gt;from childhood to adulthood the demon taunts and daunts until one day it has become too much,&lt;br /&gt;And then those who are taunted strike back at the skeleton,&lt;br /&gt;They strike back and set forth the tide that will carry the world from now on,&lt;br /&gt;Tides of war, disease, catastrophic events will leave people dead in massive numbers,&lt;br /&gt;But this is just the beginning of this skeleton coming out,&lt;br /&gt;Now the people will taunt the writers of the spools to change or accept their fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-7847921274588568831?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/7847921274588568831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/03/skeletons-in-closet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7847921274588568831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7847921274588568831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/03/skeletons-in-closet.html' title='skeletons in the closet'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-6481460130886792218</id><published>2011-03-22T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T09:36:04.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casualties</title><content type='html'>We are all the casualties of government control and power,&lt;br /&gt;Yet we do need their help,&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we though, entitled to make decisions along with the government,&lt;br /&gt;It seems less and less like that everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Democracy is becoming just another tool to control people,&lt;br /&gt;Now Michigan's new governor is putting the problems of the entire state on the poor people and working people,&lt;br /&gt;There is now rich and poor, no middle class,&lt;br /&gt;the middle class built this state,&lt;br /&gt;Now the jobs our elder family members had in the industrial era are gone,&lt;br /&gt;We are all casualities of a globalized connected world,&lt;br /&gt;It is great to be connected but some suffe more the more we advance in technology,&lt;br /&gt;Some succeed less and less while some feed off of that to become millionaires,&lt;br /&gt;Amazing MI, I am glad I got to see this in my lifetime because my daughter will know I fought for her, for her future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-6481460130886792218?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/6481460130886792218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/03/casualties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6481460130886792218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/6481460130886792218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/03/casualties.html' title='Casualties'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-4816402400177186668</id><published>2011-02-22T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:51:14.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe we should try backward for a change</title><content type='html'>Everything is supposed to make us better,&lt;br /&gt;All the products we buy and products we use,&lt;br /&gt;If they say it on a commercial, we are supposed to believe it,&lt;br /&gt;Is your leg moving uncontrollably? Do you have a twitch?&lt;br /&gt;Do your eyelashes need to be longer? How about your butt?&lt;br /&gt;Does it need to be bigger or smaller?&lt;br /&gt;Is your sex life ok?&lt;br /&gt;How about your breasts? Do they need to be bigger, smaller, or just more perky?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have arthritis? Bad gas? Back pain? Low back pain? Upper back pain?&lt;br /&gt;Everything is supposed to make us better, and there is a medication, a product, or a surgery for everything mentioned above,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have night sweats? Do you feel depressed?&lt;br /&gt; Does your mind wander when you are at work?&lt;br /&gt;Do you need help to sleep? Wake up?&lt;br /&gt;Now we have all these medications, products, and surgeries for anything and everything, I could sit here all day and name the illnesses we are told we have, maybe some of us do, but not all,&lt;br /&gt;I could sit here all day and name the different surgeries we are told by the media and Hollywood that we need,&lt;br /&gt;But do we need any of it?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we beautiful just the way we are?&lt;br /&gt;Fat skinny big small short tall buckteeth no teeth fake teeth fake hair real hair pail or dark skin,&lt;br /&gt;We all are different,&lt;br /&gt;And we are all important,&lt;br /&gt;I think the girls we consider the ugly ones should be captain of the cheerleading squad! Could you imagine the self esteem boost that would have for other girls?&lt;br /&gt;I think the boy who is scrawny and other people think is weird should be the boy who gets the girl, because he will respect and honor her, I wish that the pretty girl would care,&lt;br /&gt;I think that the single mom whom is so intelligent but has always been at the bottom rungs of society should be the CEO of the largest corporation on earth,&lt;br /&gt;I think that she should also run for President, because if she can mold and shape more than one human being into a positive productive member of society than she can run the country! Even the world,&lt;br /&gt;I think backward should be forward,&lt;br /&gt;And right should be left,&lt;br /&gt;We have done it for so long as a society that supposedly does things right,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should try backward for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-4816402400177186668?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/4816402400177186668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/maybe-we-should-try-backward-for-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/4816402400177186668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/4816402400177186668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/maybe-we-should-try-backward-for-change.html' title='maybe we should try backward for a change'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-4237095044451314003</id><published>2011-02-18T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:23:17.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a silk sheet</title><content type='html'>my heart sleeps on a silk sheet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is adorned with hearts that beat lovingly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is loved by a silk heart that glides with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout life, day and night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shields me and keeps me safe from everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My silk sheet is a man, he is strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are soft and flow and float, a silk sheet in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in a fog, there is nothing fake here even though my words are so devoted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sleeps and is kept safe by another strong heart that loves with a passion and a fire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passion and fire meets my loves passion and fire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the combination is that I succumb to the intense heat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;barriors&lt;/span&gt; are stripped away and my life is easy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strong shield,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is easy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels light, and in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is not dainty, but does flow like a silk sheet in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a place in this love, yet and free to keep myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever want is to keep myself and how I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever want is for him to keep himself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our passions meet, our passion for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt; is fierce, and I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-4237095044451314003?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/4237095044451314003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/silk-sheet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/4237095044451314003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/4237095044451314003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/silk-sheet.html' title='a silk sheet'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-9182719552726018001</id><published>2011-02-15T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T07:50:51.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see the good</title><content type='html'>though there is bad&lt;br /&gt;there is still so much good&lt;br /&gt;I see it in children&lt;br /&gt;my child&lt;br /&gt;I see it in the young man who still helps the elderly woman cross the street&lt;br /&gt;I see in the way people smile while passing each other on the street&lt;br /&gt;I see it in humanitarian aid provided here and afar&lt;br /&gt;I see it in the books I read about people who never give up on the human spirit&lt;br /&gt;I see it in law enforcement, still working while being paid less and less&lt;br /&gt;I see it in the teachers, still working even though greatly unappreciated by many&lt;br /&gt;though there is bad, we always learn about the bad&lt;br /&gt;But what about the good?&lt;br /&gt;You can come to this country on a dollar and a dime&lt;br /&gt;You can build up an empire with an empire state of mind&lt;br /&gt;You can also fall short and lose your dreams in the wind&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is, you can come here and have the opportunity to try&lt;br /&gt;America gives hope, provides hope to those who come from places where hope is held onto like a frail string falling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;froma&lt;/span&gt; clear sky with nothing to cling to&lt;br /&gt;Any race can succeed here&lt;br /&gt;Any religion can succeed as well, there may be resistance, not everyone likes it but its true&lt;br /&gt;Either gender, man or woman, can partake in government, social, economic affairs of society&lt;br /&gt;Some say the illusion of equality exists&lt;br /&gt;I say that there is proof all over that equality does exist&lt;br /&gt;There are cases where people do not prosper&lt;br /&gt;There are cases where race does get in the way&lt;br /&gt;There are cases where gender does hold someone back&lt;br /&gt;But equality does exist&lt;br /&gt;I see it in the way people strive to give their kids the best, values and possessions&lt;br /&gt;People say that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;technolgy&lt;/span&gt; has made kids lose touch with reality, it has made them fat and antisocial&lt;br /&gt;I say that the world changes all the time, every day new things are invented to make our lives better and more efficient&lt;br /&gt;Is it the consumers fault for being so gullible or is it the manufacturers fault for being greedy, is in neither one?&lt;br /&gt;I say that there are always cases of people who abuse power, honestly this country has been made great by just that, abusing power,&lt;br /&gt;But does everyone abuse power?&lt;br /&gt;Or just a select few that ruin it for everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Is every politician in it for fame and wealth, or do they get into politics to actually shape policy and work for the people?&lt;br /&gt;There are always cases of people who are selfish, they do things for the wrong reasons&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone make choices based on the wrong reasons?&lt;br /&gt;That's what I see&lt;br /&gt;There are always certain people that do not succeed and they do things for the wrong reasons,&lt;br /&gt;If there is one place on the world where one can succeed or fail and it happens to depend on the individual, it is America!&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes highlight the negative aspects of government, society, and education, and more but&lt;br /&gt;I see now that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eveything&lt;/span&gt; is relative&lt;br /&gt;what really matters is the individual person and their choices&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can control anyone else, it is about influence,&lt;br /&gt;Influence can be worse than control&lt;br /&gt;Because influence shapes a person from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;deep down&lt;br /&gt;I see that there is positive in this time of need&lt;br /&gt;There is positivity in this time of the new era of "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;survivial&lt;/span&gt; of the fittest".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-9182719552726018001?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/9182719552726018001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-see-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/9182719552726018001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/9182719552726018001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-see-good.html' title='I see the good'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-5576969090327434935</id><published>2011-02-08T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T13:36:15.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome quotes from awesome authors and poets</title><content type='html'>"Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders." -William Faulkner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pouring out liqour is like burning books." -William Faulkner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I choose pain." -William faulkner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-5576969090327434935?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5576969090327434935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-quotes-from-awesome-authors-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5576969090327434935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5576969090327434935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-quotes-from-awesome-authors-and.html' title='awesome quotes from awesome authors and poets'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-2274267923816561571</id><published>2011-01-26T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:40:42.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world</title><content type='html'>The world&lt;br /&gt;Is falling&lt;br /&gt;Murder&lt;br /&gt;Corruption&lt;br /&gt;Greed&lt;br /&gt;The devil has taken over the most important aspects&lt;br /&gt;Natural resources&lt;br /&gt;Dwindle&lt;br /&gt;As we spend and spend&lt;br /&gt;The world&lt;br /&gt;Keeps crying&lt;br /&gt;The natural disasters are fits of rage&lt;br /&gt;Fits of mother nature&lt;br /&gt;And father is shaking his head&lt;br /&gt;Corruption in every government of every developed nation = corruption in the governments that are controlled by modern day imperialism,&lt;br /&gt;I love the USA&lt;br /&gt;I would live nowhere else&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe Europe&lt;br /&gt;But the USA has been losing touch for a long while&lt;br /&gt;The world is telling us all something with its fits of rage&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;Government&lt;br /&gt;Society needs reshaping&lt;br /&gt;Into what we all say we want it to be&lt;br /&gt;But we never act&lt;br /&gt;We analyze and throw the world away when our goals are reached&lt;br /&gt;Partisan efforts instead of crossing lines to find solutions plagues our government&lt;br /&gt;It is getting better&lt;br /&gt;Everything is divided&lt;br /&gt;society has divided itself into the haves and the have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corporations have helped but mostly&lt;br /&gt;Society can change&lt;br /&gt;Or stay the same&lt;br /&gt;Society controls what happens in society&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we lost sight of that as a society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-2274267923816561571?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2274267923816561571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2011/01/world.html#comment-form' 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/&gt;I had dirt on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ym&lt;/span&gt; face but I still went forward&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw what could have been a bad life&lt;br /&gt;She was all alone walking with a bunch of kids in tow&lt;br /&gt;There is probably more than one father out and about in the world&lt;br /&gt;Not giving a damn about the outcome of his children's lives&lt;br /&gt;I see what I could have been in the young ignorant girls attracting men&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rong&lt;/span&gt; reasons&lt;br /&gt;Flaunting their bodies representing no respect for oneself in the truest form&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw that my future is bright and my mind is brighter&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge I have obtained thus far in life&lt;br /&gt;Is enough to get me through until the end&lt;br /&gt;Yet I cannot and will not stop obtaining knowledge good or bad&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power my Uncle once told me&lt;br /&gt;I have never forgotten those powerful yet short words&lt;br /&gt;They have affected my entire life&lt;br /&gt;I strayed, I made mistakes but I am here&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling a path that was laid out for me&lt;br /&gt;It has wound through and around every avenue and river that life could flow through&lt;br /&gt;I now know that there are consequences to choices, good or bad&lt;br /&gt;There are consequences to feelings, good or bad, especially when a thought and theory often follow the feelings&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized that knowledge can be a factor that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;determines&lt;/span&gt; how much success one can obtain in their lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-3441766694240858845?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-2726953234521836484</id><published>2010-11-15T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T11:40:52.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BELIEFS!</title><content type='html'>sparked by Larry Neitzert's HIS421 class discussion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe that the government has any right to spy on me, state or federal, it is a violation of my human rights. I have the right to sleep, eat, talk, make love, do whatever I want within my own walls. Republicans want small government and they want the right to spy on people? The Democrats want big government and claim to want to make the economy better but want to spend billions of dollars on a pointless war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of hearing the Republican and the Democrat view in this country about every issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it just be our government as a whole that wants to solve problems? The economy, war, housing crisis, unemployment, etc. There are too many serious issues at hand right now to be playing sides. I hope they see this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what a liberal is? Maybe I should ask Mr. Neitzert? I do not consider myself a Democrat anymore because Mr. Neitzert was right all that label is is to get someone elected.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my beliefs are radical, I would say 90% of people do not agree with my beliefs. Is it just the area I live in or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I crazy? If I state my opinion on education in the U.S. race relations, religion, these are all forbidden topics. Why? Can we not as Americans debate and talk about our beliefs? Human rights means not being violated by the government. It means that I am not violated or oppressed by my government which represents me as an American!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets explore on of my radical crazy beliefs: Then you tell me your opinion on my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inner cities: I believe that the government in the past marginalized African American people and made it so they could not move into suburbs: There were actually rules put in place so real estate agents did not have to sell houses in predominantly white neighborhoods to black families. This problem does not go away overnight! HELLO&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Things like that last. I am not saying people do not have the ability to advance in this country because they obviously do but when an entire race is pushed out of society in every way and then they have to automatically just know how to get around the racist red tape that the government and people have created. This is reality. I know its the past but if we understand this past then understand race relations in this country a little better.  If I express this particular belief when in a debate I would say that 90% of people would say I am anti American and that blacks have plenty of opportunities and I am just being racist against white people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW RIDICULOUS! They are just the facts. The fact that African Americans were brutally discriminated against because of their culture and color does not go away overnight. Generations carry hate....black or white...... families carry hate......cultures, and I think it is not gone. If we understand we can try to make it better. Yes we have an African American president: But think about the little boy or girl who lives in the city of Detroit Mi or Flint Mi whom are scared because there was a drive by yesterday or their uncle got murdered and see if they think they could be president someday......We can change their perceptions on life....as a whole American society we can think differently and with less discrimination maybe people will see that we all have a common bond as Americans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I went from his class to this discussion I do not know!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-2726953234521836484?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2726953234521836484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-beliefs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2726953234521836484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2726953234521836484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-beliefs.html' title='MY BELIEFS!'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-7884328449935453523</id><published>2010-10-21T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:12:41.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken-Africa 9-24-10</title><content type='html'>A broken people&lt;br /&gt;Destined to fulfill the destiny of the "white devil"&lt;br /&gt;Emerging now as misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;A broken people with a broken scattered culture&lt;br /&gt;Noone can save them now&lt;br /&gt;Exploitation and oppression&lt;br /&gt;Take over the land and the suffering people&lt;br /&gt;Exploitation even comes from within&lt;br /&gt;It even seeps in via their own people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A broken land&lt;br /&gt;Used as a war ground for outside and inside forces&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to successfully describe this&lt;br /&gt;The land used to belong to the natives, even in the USA&lt;br /&gt;and now it gets exploited&lt;br /&gt;Used until it can be used no more, then cast away.&lt;br /&gt;The people can no longer accept the land as their equal&lt;br /&gt;Because the land is no longer theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africans have never tried to conquer other people&lt;br /&gt;They have never traveled to distant seas&lt;br /&gt;Or felt the use of their land as useful&lt;br /&gt;The only way they are connected to the land anymore&lt;br /&gt;Is to be its slave&lt;br /&gt;They have never oppressed another whole culture and society&lt;br /&gt;Other than the opes who have traded, enslaved, and burdened their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after colonialism, the land and people are at war&lt;br /&gt;In a place where they never knew of God before&lt;br /&gt;Now the people fight for those who are Christian&lt;br /&gt;Or also those who are Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been converted to either one by a people who know nothing of Africa&lt;br /&gt;They know nothing of their kind of struggle&lt;br /&gt;There is post colonialism now&lt;br /&gt;"Neo-colonialism"&lt;br /&gt;A new term for a new era of leaders who were taught well, to well, by the white and Arab men before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the knowledge of this ,&lt;br /&gt;In your own empathetic consciousness&lt;br /&gt;Praise knowledge for it is the only aspect of life that can be protected freely&lt;br /&gt;People die for religion, ethnicity, and land wars,&lt;br /&gt;And life goes on in Broken Africa&lt;br /&gt;Missionaries doomed the broken with their good god fearing intent&lt;br /&gt;How do I explain the word oppression:&lt;br /&gt;I have never known the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperate the love from hate&lt;br /&gt;It is all mixed up there&lt;br /&gt;In the broken, currently unwavering continent&lt;br /&gt;Hate drives oppression&lt;br /&gt;And not knowing is fear as well&lt;br /&gt;Just as Native Americans in North America were&lt;br /&gt;Dutifully stripped of their heritage and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows this and yet no one understands, even I,&lt;br /&gt;There is no solution to having to ring out wet sand&lt;br /&gt;It is not possible&lt;br /&gt;To ring out oil from water&lt;br /&gt;Just as it is not possible to not see the evolution of Africa permeating into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This is not about every single country in Africe. Southern Sudan, Nigeria, Somalia, and many more are in wars fought everyday, over land, religion, and there are more reasons. I have become quite obsessed with the reasons for this. I want to know what the blatant deep reasons for "The white mans" supposed responsibility to assimilate  the entire world to democracy and Christianity. Beyond the obvious reasons of money, power, capital, . There has to be a deeper core concept that I am not getting about how some of these countries are now in Africa. And as I sad it is not all of Africa, but I have seen too much and researched so much that the blood shed and oppression of the people of the above said countries is undeniable. And now it is not white people doing it, maybe white people are but more behind the scenes while providing aid at that, it African-Christians and African-Muslims. There are many good aspects of Africa this is just a writing, a poem I wrote while in deep thought, I have not meant to offend anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-7884328449935453523?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/7884328449935453523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken-africa-9-24-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7884328449935453523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7884328449935453523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;And do not create based on new ideas&lt;br /&gt;They create based on what the old have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go and go&lt;br /&gt;Yet do not adjust&lt;br /&gt;We just build on the false hope of old ideas,&lt;br /&gt;Giving the world new things with an old twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society does not fear the future&lt;br /&gt;Nor believe in the hope I do&lt;br /&gt;Of mankind being doomed for failure&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the clouds and smoke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-417958059618752583?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/417958059618752583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/10/untitled-9-24-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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see&lt;br /&gt;You don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;You perceive&lt;br /&gt;I want&lt;br /&gt;You need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashing thoughts&lt;br /&gt;A crashing world&lt;br /&gt;Is slowly&lt;br /&gt;Becoming our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I succumb&lt;br /&gt;You rot&lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;You want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifted heart&lt;br /&gt;A slave to art&lt;br /&gt;Knows no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;But his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world keeps turning&lt;br /&gt;Spinning&lt;br /&gt;But soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no spinning&lt;br /&gt;Only salt in the wound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-8775817860500042563?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/8775817860500042563/comments/default' title='Post 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href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/06/firstamendmentcenterorg-speech-overview.html' title='firstamendmentcenter.org: Speech - Overview'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-551654975953219313</id><published>2010-04-05T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:10:48.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The laugh behind the hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zeZP3VWiTdY/S7qXeCYrA1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CnBxTwaJDJo/s1600/Our+family+and+friends+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zeZP3VWiTdY/S7qXeCYrA1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CnBxTwaJDJo/s320/Our+family+and+friends+088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456840440805000018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laugh behind the hand is the poetry behind my daughter. She explores words and expresses herself as a poet. Her laugh can be described in a word: poetic. That word embodies every emotion known to me and more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-551654975953219313?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/551654975953219313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/04/laugh-behind-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/551654975953219313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/551654975953219313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/04/laugh-behind-hand.html' title='The laugh behind the hand.'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zeZP3VWiTdY/S7qXeCYrA1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CnBxTwaJDJo/s72-c/Our+family+and+friends+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-9102380697670740138</id><published>2010-04-05T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:04:35.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone thinks its pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Everyone thinks its pretty,&lt;br /&gt;But I think its ugly,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks its going to last,&lt;br /&gt;But I think it will come to pass,&lt;br /&gt;I think that the flowers look dimmer and the sun is looking thinner,&lt;br /&gt;With all its rays just diminishing with the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Little droplets of rain fall like the sweat off of a long distance runner,&lt;br /&gt;Then after it sprinkles,&lt;br /&gt;It is gone with the wind that gathers it up to be absorbed once again,&lt;br /&gt;Rain is extinct,&lt;br /&gt;When it does come it comes a lot then it disappears,&lt;br /&gt;It comes in droves,&lt;br /&gt;Then they scamper off,&lt;br /&gt;The rain drops scamper desperately to the things that need them,&lt;br /&gt;Trees, grass, fields, crops, people,&lt;br /&gt;They fall,&lt;br /&gt;Then they scamper to get to what needs them,&lt;br /&gt;Waterfalls are drying up,&lt;br /&gt;Wells are running dry,&lt;br /&gt;Rain forests are losing life because the sky can't even cry?&lt;br /&gt;Oceans are becoming ferocious, based on their diminishing life,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh the world has seen worse" some will say and then go back to being blind, It is amazing how many people can walk around without tripping all the time because of how blind we all are,&lt;br /&gt;It seems like people would be just falling face first and breaking arms and legs in the process,&lt;br /&gt;someone drinks a glass of water in the U.S.,&lt;br /&gt;someone loses water that almost got to their lips in Africa,&lt;br /&gt;Consumption, consuming, Materialism/Capitalism is brooding,&lt;br /&gt;Over everyone even people that do not live in a capitalist world,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thinks its beautiful but I can see its diminishing life,&lt;br /&gt;I can see the pause of the world, it inhales, pauses, then keeps that breath in for a very very very long time,&lt;br /&gt;I can see the world pause to hold us any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-1893669688905155535</id><published>2010-04-02T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:42:23.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new day</title><content type='html'>we all must begin to rethink our places in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all think the goings on of the world don't apply to us&lt;br /&gt;we evolve within ourselves but not as people of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must rethink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is never enough money to go around&lt;br /&gt;not enough land or natural resources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is never enough power or pain&lt;br /&gt;they go hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to guide ourselves through this the fundamentals have to change&lt;br /&gt;the very existence of our beliefs now have to change&lt;br /&gt;and we have to evolve as people and not have different beliefs but overhaul the current ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never is there enough love, war, or genocide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will always be more,&lt;br /&gt;people are funny&lt;br /&gt;some think that global warming is a myth&lt;br /&gt;some think that they have no say in the way of the world&lt;br /&gt;the only way to have a say is to see reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the sugar coated mess we have gotten ourselves into&lt;br /&gt;people don't see&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is choice&lt;br /&gt;maybe the blindness is choice guided by doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even guilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one sees the demise of the earth&lt;br /&gt;pollution&lt;br /&gt;disease&lt;br /&gt;mass natural disasters&lt;br /&gt;genocide and ethnic cleansing of entire cultures of people&lt;br /&gt;the decay of the social norms society has created over time&lt;br /&gt;we have changed so much as a people&lt;br /&gt;yet have also went back wards in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backwards regarding acceptance&lt;br /&gt;yes things have changed and acceptance is better than it has ever been before&lt;br /&gt;yet the reverse side which is hatred, and unacceptance&lt;br /&gt;those things have remained in different forms&lt;br /&gt;we must evolve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must wake up and reverse the damage we have done&lt;br /&gt;there is scientific evidence of global warming&lt;br /&gt;regarding if the world has already had radical climate change in the past&lt;br /&gt;that means nothing&lt;br /&gt;the things that are happening now are 99.99999 percent caused by human activity&lt;br /&gt;human expansion&lt;br /&gt;human development&lt;br /&gt;human existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can not exist as humans without causing problems and then after it is almost too late we acknowledge the problems and then try to fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have faith in the world but fundamental change is coming and it may come in the form of a revolution against all that we have ever been told is the NORM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-1893669688905155535?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1893669688905155535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1893669688905155535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1893669688905155535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-day.html' title='a new day'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-3932304643571632551</id><published>2010-03-19T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:51:37.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Credo for Support" 1995-Axis Cons. &amp; Training Ltd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Throughout history people with physical and mental disabilities have been abandoned at birth, banished from society, used as court &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jestors&lt;/span&gt;, drowned and burned during Nazi Germany, and still continue to be segregated, institutionalized, tortured in the name of behaviour management, abused, euthanized, and murdered. Now, for the first time, people with disabilities are taking their rightful place as fully contributing citizens, The danger is that we will respond with remediation and benevolence rather than equity and respect. And so we offer you:&lt;br /&gt;A CREDO FOR SUPPORT&lt;br /&gt;Do not see my disability as the problem,&lt;br /&gt;Recognize that my disability is an attribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not see my disability as a deficit,&lt;br /&gt;It is you who see me as deviant and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to fix me because I am not broken.&lt;br /&gt;Support me. I can make my contribution to the community in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not see me as your client. I am your fellow citizen.&lt;br /&gt;See me as your neighbor. Remember, none of us can be self-sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to modify my behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;Be still and listen. What you define as inappropriate may be my only attempt to communicate with you in the only way I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to change me, you have no right.&lt;br /&gt;Help me learn, I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not hide your uncertainty behind professional distance.&lt;br /&gt;Be a person who listens, and does not take my struggle away from me by trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not use theories and strategy on me.&lt;br /&gt;Be with me. And when we struggle&lt;br /&gt;with each other, let that give rise to self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to control me. I have a right to my power as a person.&lt;br /&gt;What you call non-compliance or manipulation may&lt;br /&gt;actually be the only way I can exert some control over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not teach me to be obedient, submissive, and polite.&lt;br /&gt;I need not feel entitled to say no if I am to protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be charitable towards me.&lt;br /&gt;The last thing the world needs is another Jerry Lewis,&lt;br /&gt;Be my ally against those who exploit me for their own gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to be my friend. I deserve more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Get to know me we may become friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not help me, even if it does make you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Ask if I may need your help. let me show you how you can best assist me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not admire me. A desire to live a full life does not warrant adoration.&lt;br /&gt;Respect me, for respect presumes equity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not tell, correct, and lead.&lt;br /&gt;Listen, support, and follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not work on me.&lt;br /&gt;Work with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dedicated to the memory of Tracy Latimer. 1995- WRITTEN BY: Norman Kune and Emma Van der Klift. Distributed by Axis Consultation &amp;amp; Training Ltd).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-3932304643571632551?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/3932304643571632551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/03/credo-for-support-1995-axis-cons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/3932304643571632551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/3932304643571632551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/03/credo-for-support-1995-axis-cons.html' title='&quot;A Credo for Support&quot; 1995-Axis Cons. &amp; Training Ltd.'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-7588698610479938090</id><published>2010-03-19T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:32:39.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLID</title><content type='html'>I am not going to waver from my beliefs,&lt;br /&gt;Even though they are different from those around me,&lt;br /&gt;I see the world as a racial, frictional place and things are given and taken on terms of race,&lt;br /&gt;Others would call me fanatical, out of place,&lt;br /&gt;I see the world as a place that gives and takes based on your class, social status, color, religion, that's just the way it is,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just speak the reality I see,&lt;br /&gt;It's not made up it's no joke,&lt;br /&gt;I have these feelings and I will be strong,&lt;br /&gt;I see the USA as a declining world power, There are drastic changes being made,&lt;br /&gt;But we will never be where we were,&lt;br /&gt;Who is to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Greed, shame, there are many reasons to move forward yet retain the past in practice,&lt;br /&gt;It is man/woman kind,&lt;br /&gt;We are good yet we are evil,&lt;br /&gt;We see the truth,&lt;br /&gt;But we shield ourselves from it by all means,&lt;br /&gt;I see this country as a country that needs its people to step it up and care a little more,&lt;br /&gt;About the world,&lt;br /&gt; There are drastic changes being made, everyday&lt;br /&gt;The new administration is under scrutiny and pressure,&lt;br /&gt;If you think it has nothing to do with race, then the reality has not set in that we need a change,&lt;br /&gt;Racism has taken a new face,&lt;br /&gt;I took care of an old woman,&lt;br /&gt;She astounded me with her words,&lt;br /&gt;She stated that "n******" were the downfall of Owosso MI: where I live,&lt;br /&gt;I see racism everyday,&lt;br /&gt;We are better, as a nation, but racism has just taken a new face,&lt;br /&gt;President Obama will face opposition for many reasons,&lt;br /&gt;You can bet one of those reasons is the deep down subconscious embedded feeling called racism that exists today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to be negative or be down and out about things I just feel its OK to reach in and take out the bad and examine it to the fullest potential. For those of you who do not agree with me or feel I am just a fanatical Liberal....leave your comments they would be greatly appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-7588698610479938090?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/7588698610479938090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/03/solid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7588698610479938090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/7588698610479938090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2010/03/solid.html' title='SOLID'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-5469106886244826270</id><published>2009-11-01T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:29:25.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allyvia Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love teaching her and watching her and being near her everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love seeing her eyes smile when she likes what I say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love how she walks around with not a worry in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love the stream of happiness she leaves wherever she walks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My dear sweet Allyvia Rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You wake up my world everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You know my sadness and happiness too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You feel with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hear with me and experience my world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love watching you walk into school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Or perhaps should I say run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You run to learn, You love to learn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You get that from me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love to see how you react to bad things in the world and especially the good things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love to see your face when you know what I will say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I remember my childhood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I remember everything you do is what I used to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I ran to school, I was eager to learn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I never faltered from what I was, I was just me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love how you are just you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;No excuses, there could never be an excuse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love you so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Cliche, but I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love you all the way to the farthest away paradise in the farthest extensions of the outer universe.....more than that.....more than I could ever try to put into poetic words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-5469106886244826270?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/5469106886244826270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/allyvia-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5469106886244826270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/5469106886244826270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/11/allyvia-rose.html' title='Allyvia Rose'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-805850717285004828</id><published>2009-10-23T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:26:45.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go go go thats all we do, we want more and more and more&lt;br /&gt;without giving ourselves the truth&lt;br /&gt;We do not need more and more and more&lt;br /&gt;We need less....we are spoiled little kids who when we don't get our way, we are mad at the world&lt;br /&gt;The world that already thinks poorly of us anyways,&lt;br /&gt;go go go and more more more&lt;br /&gt;what happens when there is no more, what happens when those who have never wanted or needed for anything suddeny; have to ask for help or even beg&lt;br /&gt;That day may come&lt;br /&gt;That day may be the day that we finally change things around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-805850717285004828?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/805850717285004828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-go-go-thats-all-we-do-we-want-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/805850717285004828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/805850717285004828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-go-go-thats-all-we-do-we-want-more.html' title=''/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-1508382191671870463</id><published>2009-10-09T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:14:49.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful lady</title><content type='html'>I have known you since childhood,&lt;br /&gt;Always respected you and loved you so,&lt;br /&gt;But as I grew older I saw the side of you that showed me who you really are,&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful woman inside and out,&lt;br /&gt;You preserve your youth and never make a big deal about getting older,&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's first experience with chocolate was with you!&lt;br /&gt;She loved it and that day you grew close and stayed so.....&lt;br /&gt;You have so many little ones around you but you still manage to remember all the names and all the birthdates of every one, I can't even remember my own sometimes....haha&lt;br /&gt;Your faith is strong but you never pushed it on anyone else you just knew your beliefs and that was good enough,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what people thought or said or did you always stayed Aunt Viv,&lt;br /&gt;No matter the hardship,&lt;br /&gt;You stayed as we all will remember you, honest and good........&lt;br /&gt;I look up now even though my beliefs are different than yours,&lt;br /&gt;I know you are surrounding those you love and giving them strength through your memories...I love you rest in peace,&lt;br /&gt;we all know someday that in death we will be with you again, we are with you in spirit now in soul and when we die, which is inevitable,&lt;br /&gt;I will hug you again and tell I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-1508382191671870463?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1508382191671870463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1508382191671870463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/1508382191671870463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-lady.html' title='beautiful lady'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-1684501740250926748</id><published>2009-09-02T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T07:17:44.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through everything I have remained calm</title><content type='html'>I have remained calm through most occasions in my life. There have never been any flip outs or outrages, atleast major ones, that I can think of. Ofcourse I have been in arguments but I am referring to the moment after a trauma or crisis when most people have the sudden breakdown that is necessary at that moment.  I have never expressed pain, fear, depression, or any  horrible emotion I have been feeling for the last 11 years. I can not explain the pain, fear, or depression to anyone except that it is deep inside. I am happy yet depressed. I have finally accepted the fact that I am not going to just let go of old feelings with a shrug of the shoulders because I can't. There is no way. I tell myself things that people probably should not tell themselves. Considering that negative self talk is the worst thing one can do to themselves. It can take years to reverse the negative things that we tell ourselves. For instance, when I feel fat or whatever, I tell myself, you are so fat.....When something happens where I make a mistake or don't do something I am supposed to do, then I tell myself I am stupid.  It's not right.  and It's not something I am particularly proud of. Ignorance is bliss and isn't it more easy in life to deny issues. Posty Traumatic Stress Disorder is pretty serious and it affects millions of people everyday. It affects our soldiers coming home from war in Iraq, or that have come home from WWI, WWII, Vietnam, Desert Storm. It affects rape victims, assault victims, people that have suffered a loss in their lives due to murder or drug overdoses or whatever else you can think of. It is serious. There are so many ways that a person can close themselves off to the world and make it look like their ok while they keep closing and closing and closing themselves off.  You know how they say when a person is a functional alcoholic, their family and friends will view him/her as not being that bad because they work, go to school, have families and take care of them. Somebody who functions with a mental illness is exactly like someone who functions with long term alcoholism. Actions become addicting instead of the alcohol though. The agony of knowing that there is a problem but are helpless to fix it. A person can be addicted to their own disorders, whether mental or physical. Actually I mentioned a second ago about letting go of old feelings, most of them are not old they are new stemming from old and back again like a regret that just keeps thowing itself in your face day after day. Most disorderly feelings come just out of nowhere. People say oh its normal, I know how you feel, or whatever, but everyone knows or atleast should know that no two people are exactly alike. My mental disorder could be your everyday life. Well I do not want it to be my everyday life. I am up and down, outside myself and in, on this side and that, and the most frustrating thing is that I thought when my life was like it is now I thought that was going to erase whatever used to be there but still remains. I thought finding a man and I love and want to be faithful to was going to make me all better. I thought reaching my goals, HAVING SET GOALS, was going solve it. I thought knowing my morals, values, and where I want to be with my education was going to just magically make my thoughts, regrets, and feelings change so I can think differently.  you may be saying well give me an example, ok i'll come back and write more because I can't think of any while I am trying to. lol/././.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-1684501740250926748?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/1684501740250926748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/09/through-everything-i-have-remained-calm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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down upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;every catch is apparent to be woozy&lt;br /&gt;falling into the sunken love on the ground&lt;br /&gt;the quick sand of it is enormous&lt;br /&gt;can love sink but still be there sunken in the ground?&lt;br /&gt;cast away the deep and let it be&lt;br /&gt;deep thoughts keep the mind going, going too much, too fast, too long, too much&lt;br /&gt;know this::::::::::: it is not a joke&lt;br /&gt;don't give away that which you love&lt;br /&gt;don't be scared of it either&lt;br /&gt;let love be&lt;br /&gt;let it go if need be&lt;br /&gt;but while it is alive or sometimes dead&lt;br /&gt;let it be..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-5802614385192257378?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-2925760056645185128</id><published>2009-08-10T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:20:01.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such a thing as free speech when at times of warfare people are silenced,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there such a thing as that when a man cannot be gay in the military: don't ask don't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such a thing as that when a person can oppose homosexuality in public but a man/woman opposing abortion is not stopped,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free speech exists until a person becomes a politician,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/she must be conscious of every word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free speech exists until one becomes the professor at a university or high school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a nation go on with traitors in their midst who could defame the American name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Amendment: the right to free speech, freedom of the press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of the Press gives the power to one or many to dictate information,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of the Press gives one or many the right to give it as they see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reporters and journalists have a bias and this is a fact,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever they work for is their bias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on the newspaper or magazine but whoever it is they all have on goal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sway people's thoughts and feelings one way or another,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story:&lt;br /&gt;A dual-language school opens in NYC. There are already dual language schools pertaining to Chinese Americans, Mexican Americans, and this new one was to be Arab-American dual language. This was not a religious school, strictly developed to assist Arab American children in learning to speak English, along with otrher things that were not religion related. Debbie Almontaser was the appointed principal. Immediately the right wing extremists here in America attacked the school for being terrorist relatd and and of being an Islamic school which it was clearly not. This woman lost her job due to journalists who twisted her words and made her out to be a terrorist, that and a t-shirt killed her career. all because of a right wing journalist.....This is not the only example of things like this but you get the point....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America we can be whatever we want whenever we want.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America we can speak out against racism, discrimination, and poverty, and injustice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.But in America we cannot oppose war.....we cannot go against our government when it all comes down to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Republican National Convention::2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protestors to the Iraq War gathered in NYC, home to the convention and were going to march for their views against the war.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within 5 mins literally, the protestors were silenced.....police blockaded them and trapped them behind mesh orange lining that seemed to be especially made for the occasion.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a wall against the infidels who choose to go against their leaders and speak out against the regime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO this is not like a country that kills whoever speaks out against them but it is pretty sad when people cannot even carry a sign in the street in silence without being suppressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can speak out against someone being a homosexual out in the open... yet we have to be quiet when our young African American's are being pulled over and searched because of the color of their skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously it does not happen every day of the week but lets face it it is a reality.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can worship their god in public catholic shrines.....outdoors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yet if one was to say that they did not believe in God they would be reprimanded openly, in public....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.freedom has constraints..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freedom is overrated if you ask me........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-2925760056645185128?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2925760056645185128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2925760056645185128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2925760056645185128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones.html' title=''/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-8230309799402029472</id><published>2009-08-10T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:13:18.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outdoors</title><content type='html'>Peace&lt;br /&gt;Tranquil&lt;br /&gt;The river brings sustanance yet its broken from what is used to be&lt;br /&gt;Beauty flows down river&lt;br /&gt;Along with the current&lt;br /&gt;That carries ducks and fish away&lt;br /&gt;Looking down the river carries more than ducks and fish&lt;br /&gt;It carries souls, memories, wishes, desires...&lt;br /&gt;While looking down the river those thoughts flow seemlessly&lt;br /&gt;Peace flows down river&lt;br /&gt;Peace is not in plastic improvement, nor in larger endowments&lt;br /&gt;It is in the flowing river and the chirping bird&lt;br /&gt;The green grass and the stamping herd&lt;br /&gt;The ebb of the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Is also the ebb of our existence&lt;br /&gt;Tranquility will not come through endless pairs of shoes, shiny cars, and pockets overflowing&lt;br /&gt;It will not&lt;br /&gt;It will come though the cemetery at night&lt;br /&gt;While the shadows of animals are mistaken for spirits&lt;br /&gt;Tranquility is attainable through the shell on the beach&lt;br /&gt;It has floated a million miles to get to someone's feet&lt;br /&gt;The bird and the whale all wish to live free&lt;br /&gt;If they can't? Why should we?&lt;br /&gt;Silhouettes of mocking birds,&lt;br /&gt; Tigers and leopards charging their score&lt;br /&gt;these things to view and admire can bring tranquility&lt;br /&gt;Viewing nature is at a loss&lt;br /&gt;Noone cares about the white horse riding in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Noone cares for the little toad...hopping over sticks and through streams....&lt;br /&gt;The children do,&lt;br /&gt;and they know that we all once loved these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-8230309799402029472?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/8230309799402029472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/outdoors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/8230309799402029472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/8230309799402029472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/outdoors.html' title='outdoors'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-8378818298252150385</id><published>2009-08-07T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:33:49.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>This period is calming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strategy is successful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need to figure out now is&lt;br /&gt;What comes next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a dynamic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That chooses the next phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a certain excuse if the path brings shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no certain dynamic or phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all comes: unmistakedly comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no gestation of promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dream of false hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope and dream is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This period is calming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This period of knowing the acheivement is near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing all this is worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strategy is successful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-8378818298252150385?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-2108422352304880735</id><published>2009-08-07T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:45:45.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;does time have to go so fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much about time is relative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to some time moves slowly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to some there is not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to some time is only existing for them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the reality is we exist for time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it does not stop because we lose someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesn't reverse so we can go back and make the right choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the wrong one was made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do people control time? or does time control us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much, no everything, about time is relative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who understands time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody I feel does&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all exist in it and form it to what we need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we mold time around our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time molds around us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;which is it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time is relative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do we all see now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to some it is a horrible reminder of what they do not have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to some it is a deep beginning to new eras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;new experiences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time is so broad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is no explaining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could try all day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there is no argument that time is relative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is purely a complete adaptation of comfort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is a neverending reminder of everything we are individually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-2108422352304880735?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2108422352304880735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2108422352304880735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2108422352304880735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-2136537634047310184</id><published>2009-08-07T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:44:59.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>If anyone can be trapped in their own mind&lt;br /&gt;That one is me&lt;br /&gt;Trapped above and below what is wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;I know the difference&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I always?&lt;br /&gt;Change is all around me&lt;br /&gt;Unstopping and pure and&lt;br /&gt;damn it's just everywhere&lt;br /&gt;and noone can hide from it&lt;br /&gt;Noone can stop it&lt;br /&gt;It is consuming all of America&lt;br /&gt;All of the world&lt;br /&gt;Change that will require understanding and self control&lt;br /&gt;Change that will open others eyes to how shit should really be&lt;br /&gt;It subsides next to what people have always known&lt;br /&gt;and it is truth hidden behind&lt;br /&gt;all the lies&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can be trapped in their own mind, it's me,&lt;br /&gt;Because of knaowing aspects of this world that noone will acknowledge&lt;br /&gt;Some will not openly accept change&lt;br /&gt;The ones who challenge it&lt;br /&gt;Are scared of what will result from&lt;br /&gt;From knowing about everything we are never taught by those that are supposed to teach it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-2136537634047310184?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/feeds/2136537634047310184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/trapped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2136537634047310184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3366639849219325228/posts/default/2136537634047310184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com/2009/08/trapped.html' title='Trapped'/><author><name>ShayLa Rose Wadsworth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18358064267572408864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-9017906156754888079</id><published>2009-08-07T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:49:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cry sometimes when I watch the news,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This state is done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are all doomed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I going to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cry sometimes when I drive through Flint&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't even go there anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am way too literal and and way too analytical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can't control it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Especially not now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously I cry when I wathc the news,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who does that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no clue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tell people what I am doing with my future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And people criticize and put it down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say I want to teach inner city kids how to read and write,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to take my knowledge, experience, and education&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And do something meaningful with it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;\I don't want to teach rich ungrateful brats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to mold the mionds that don't know better yet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not the ones that know and don't care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cry when I see suffering around the world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who does that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am almost to the point of making a noticeable difference,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I make one now but.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is only in the form of words and mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soon it will be action&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cry at strange times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who does that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am condemned for my morals and beliefs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who puts up with that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without blowing their brains out?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no clue,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's ok,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am way too analytical and literal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But thgere is nothing I can do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3366639849219325228-9017906156754888079?l=shaylawadsworth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3366639849219325228.post-7032642868495509647</id><published>2009-08-06T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:28:38.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>To give fault to one in a family is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one person is at fault,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all within can find ways to make things better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships fail, whether family or not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People fail, no matter who loves them or how much they are loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion drawn from childhood is that family is the entity from which success is formed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who thinks of family the same anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are cousins living with sisters who live with Uncles and Aunts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are brothers and Great Neices singing the same chant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are step children living with grand parents of their step parent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are children all over the world who live with Grandparents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is not the same which means our institutions must change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acceptance of the new rules brings greater understanding within ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are black with white, Chinese with Mexican, Japanese with Salvadorian, Indian with Canadian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can go one forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we always learn to embrace change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leap over it and overcome, come out on top,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there are some values that seem to never die down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of family is changing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who grew up with all their family close,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then are deprived of those same people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of change;;;;;because of family changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divorce and deceit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that never flourished just died,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bratty teenager who just needs a ride down life's possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deprivation is not having what you love, Like starving children not getting some meat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a man with no water stuck in the desert heat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having what was once had little children who you watch grow then are gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a flash,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't die, life just changes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't cry for their loved ones without changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness can be the event of life for those who lose their laughing, beautiful, children that have to grow,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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