The Chinese being smart built their bunker at the bottom of their dam. Figuring that a bunker fortress would protect them from the zombie virus unleashed upon the 50000 pet owners that were specified winners in a law suit for their pets. That and the played several other games at once. Taking out the internet via electrical smart bombs, they were able to short all the oil in the world in august then buy it up for a song... Without legal rights the US and Europe played right into their hand in giving Taiwan back to mainland China. The problem was the virus mutated and the anti virus did not work. And of course killing them with head shots only worked for so long till the military was overwhelmed by their own dead.

The edge of the abyss the feeling of despair and grief. As one who has lost his left foot to flesh-eating bacteria, you would expect you could grow out of that weird place. Meaning the elderly folks' home they sent me to. At first I could not understand the aged people. Then we would gather and talk. The nurses would communicate with me but not talk. How was your day? What is up? I finally got better and was worried meaning I started noticing that people were forgotten at lunch time for bringing them to the lunchroom. The conversation begins to be silly. One lady would smile and talk to me in Spanish. She would talk in a way you felt that she knew you but in reality, the conversation was sad. She was there to die. Then one day they stopped bring her into the lunch room. Hospice was signed and they just let her have her food in her room. I cried I think.

People humans, humanity being forgotten not noticed not cared for but just let to be fed and disappear from the face of the earth. I worried for I was one of them the drugs I was on allowed me to communicate to people that the nurses did not talk to. I was worried. What was life but a reality through which chemical change the perspective of what was real and was not? I stayed up all nights watching storage wars the whole three seasons. I wondered why a doll would be deserving so much where as a bike was worth so little. I started to care again and noticed my talking in the gathering to happen less. The sadness was most were there to die. They had visitors but to die alone that made no sense. To work all those years provide a living a life maybe some happiness and to go out with well watching some stupid television. No great stories, no life. The games, the books were even old. You wonder is life at its end worth living or just another excuse to cry.

I am often asked what happened to me. I have told many a fictional tale due to happen stance and life. When I first encountered flesh-eating bacteria, I said I was a zombie for 17 days prior to them operating to remove the piece of dead flesh. When that did not seem to do the trick, I said I was snowmobiling when a grizzly bear came out and pulled me off into a snow drift.

Then my second go around with flesh-eating bacteria, I said that a shark got me in the Great Salt Lake. A drug lord had dropped off his over grown shark into the Salt Lake, and well I was swimming and that the shark came up and took my foot.

Being disabled due to flesh-eating bacteria I tried to go back to work. Only to have the bacteria attack me again to lose my foot. Next I attempted to start once more and stress dealing with no money no health insurance and no way to cop caused my sugars to be so high I lost my hearing and eyesight for a time.

As a result, I tried to ask for help. I was sort of denied. I wrote the website that is supposed to give help at the federal level. They never replied. I wrote my senators and congressman. To no reply. I finally gave up and moved in with my mother in law due to my family wanting me dead because instead of helping me. They just kept up the pressure. Why do you not get a job?

Sadness, after nine months the government agreed a one eye, hearing impaired, one footed person might be disabled. Great I thought I would be able to get insurance after spending my 401 k on health insurance. That was a bust. Instead of helping or trying to assist they wanted 800 a month without paying for any of the drugs they said I had to be on and guess what that is without visiting a single doctor.

This said I had a decision to feed my family or go to the doctor. I was lucky. My mother in law allowed me and my family to move in paying rent of course and lived away from the Obama tax law requiring because I made 32 dollars more than allowed to pay 800 a month for health insurance. Sadness. Evilness. That is how I see being disabled. No one is helping. No one cares. The website directed to me to go to is useless. as well as now. At this moment in time, all the grants for artists, or people trying went to the people with sexually disability. Which is interesting because I guess I qualify for that too? Humor how life is sad and only gets sadder in remembering a life worth living.

I have difference of opinion as to what to expect. A person that has been missing from my reality since 2015 is back another hacker that I meet along the way which went missing for 2018 is back am I half way home? I understand enough of the closed time curved process in yet that would mean the end of the worlds here within 3.5 years give or take. Oneof the five ends to revelations I remember. The awkwardness does one say to dead people hey you are dead change your ways? I have tried that argument is like arguing with a robot or zombie it gets me up tight enough that with this body I could easily teach someone a lesson which is not how I am . Kind, be kind, walk away for if I throw a punch finish the job .. half way in yet I have four other endings to the bible to still go through.. this should be interesting.. I am already dead I walk among dead people and I point to facts showing them you are dead repent. They laugh and then I dont see them again.. like they disappear..

I suppose I should not be surprised.. I have been here supposedly before. I doubt I recall. I know I cried then as I do now.. In yet.. black and green moons.. to which do I belong? I wonder to travel by moonlight is much like to travel by candle light. The spell is the same people forget and then remember and forget .. I never was a witch.. I was a bear. We did not need to forget..Wind blows, trees sway, a brush with the night hour. A treat for prayers for All Saints Day. A mask or gourd or pumpkin to scare the spirits away. The color orange to represent harvest time while black means death for all time. Halloween is the spirit's night.Halloween Spirit oh how I miss the dreamers at nightall waiting in the patch at night,living loving within laughter of the street lightloads of candy and sweets tonightopens your bag hope you can see well by the moonlightwinter is nearer tonighteternity will remember the spirits prancing in the streetlightseverlasting streetlightsneeds more candy to dance tonight.Spirit on all hallow's Eveprancing in the dusk of the moonindeed dreaming of candy under the moonreality watching the drifting mooninwardly hoping for a sight of a spirit tonighttime to ask for more candy tonight.acrostic Halloween Spirit short prose introductionI do not want realism. I want Magic - Yes magic. Make a fairy tale and go live in it. Worry s a misuse of your imagination. You have to remember fear is not real. It is a product of the thoughts you create. Do not misunderstand me. Danger is very real. But fear is a choice. My enter life can be described in one sentence: It did not go as planned, and that is okay. Speaking from Bolivia I realize I should have been a writer along time ago. However, all the stories I had to tell were not so good. Now what to do is just write. The magic - I was reading Through the Looking Glass - falling asleep Curiouser and Curiouser cried Alice. At which point the reader thoughts were distracted. For a moment, Wonderland folded in and onto itself as if a book being a pop-up. Time flew by as if a raven was heading north by northeast had hit a head wind and stopped for no other reason but to watch a curious site unfold. Time after all was all that reality had. For imagination of those that read is greater at times than time itself. For who wants to live in a realistic world when magic is about. At which point the book folded into a tea service set and tea table along with a complete different book of characters. Alice was transformed into dominatrix with full leather and chaps, while politician toke the place of the mad hatter. Of course, the insane hare and mouse stayed the same just a bit more grey. Curiouser and Curiouser said the new Alice, who toke without asking or being inquired two lumps of sugar with her herbal tea not black tea. Do tell of this politician abusing a pig... Did he get away with it? The new mad hatter, I mean politician was at a loss for words still being brought from a past reality of magic into the present time. However, being a politician, he could muffle a few words. Indicating that the pig was in truth not hurt and sexuality being in questioned of the politician was deemed not a fair controversy. Thus the new Alice showing her more dominate side reached out and smacked the hare with a tea pot. The mouse seeing this breaks into a laughter that is followed by the mad hatter, to error here I mean the politician. The hare staring off into the past seeing a different Alice one with less force and more a little girl than dominatrix who stands before him now. The reader yawns and the book refolds itself. The book folds itself into a farther future this time a robot looking Alice is reflecting a messy tea service set, and tea table. Curiouser and Curiouser said the robot Alice to a caged rabbit whose eyes set open like those of a science experiment that has gone wrong. A mouse does pop up next to the table but does nothing. At the end of the table is a skeleton of what looks like a politician but with enough skin that you realize, he must have died a while ago. However, the dead skull moves and realization are a zombie has taken the mad Hatters seat or maybe the zombie is the politician in a hatter's seat. Just then the rabbit starts crying in a yelping voice scaring the mouse and forcing the robot Alice to be concerned. Subsequently, away following the reader yawns again, and the book poofs! Back and forth between all three scenes catching a wild little girl having a tea party at one moment, then a dominatrix bending a politician over a tea table the following, to a robot Alice desperately helping a lunatic hare from a cage. Curiouser and Curiouser said the reader finally laying down the book and nodding off to sleep. At which point magic takes over, and the reader is part of the tea party. Initially helping to serve tea with a little girl, chatting with the mad hatter, sipping tea with the insane hare, and conversing with the mouse. Next flirting with the dominatrix Alice, her dominating the reader will have to serve tea, and forcing a bit more conversation about hares, a mouse and politician than would be normally thought of. Finally within a future of robots, zombies, and mad experimental rabbit that all defer to a mouse whose main goal is to finish the tea.Finally, the reader drifts away like a butterfly towards a dimly lighted moon that can be seen through the clouds. The reader wondering if maddest is that which is caused by reading Alice in Wonderland or Curiouser and Curiouser is it the loneliness of reader and dreamers of the magic held within such books. A thud noise happens. The reader awakes to the voice of an Alice Curiouser and Curiouser. Is this the dream or magic? The reader decides that the noise is part of the dream. When it starts raining and filling up with all sort of creatures and books, the reader realizes the wetness, and water is causing a shortness of breathe. Swimming for what looks like a book the reader hands clasp upon it. Pinching trying to wake-up only to find that the magic the book is more real and shows more reality than what the reader was hoping to wake up to. The reader shouts with hope Curiouser and Curiouser and the magic is broken. The reader wakes up with a book resting in hand.https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/green-moon-or-or-it-s-the-first-of-two-august-2019-new-moons-1008579985317908480