Isaiah 9:19-20,   

19 Through the wrath of the Lord of hosts is the land darkened, and the people shall be as the fuel of the fire: no man shall spare his brother.

20 And he shall snatch on the right hand, and be hungry; and he shall eat on the left hand, and they shall not be satisfied: they shall eat every man the flesh of his own arm:

Jeremiah 19:9

9 And I will cause them to eat the flesh of their sons and the flesh of their daughters, and they shall eat every one the flesh of his friend in the siege and straightness, wherewith their enemies, and they that seek their lives, shall straiten them.

Ezekiel 5:10

10 Therefore the fathers shall eat the sons in the midst of thee, and the sons shall eat their fathers; and I will execute judgments in thee, and the whole remnant of thee will I scatter into all the winds.

Similar attacks have been happening all around the world actually since 2009 but have not been reported on that much in the news. Maybe it’s a government cover up or conspiracy ? All I know is the cops in most of these cases seem to have advanced knowledge of the “zombie” like nature of those involved. Several accounts and eyewitness say cops were very concerned about getting to close to those involved. I have never seen that behavior before from police who are always heavily armed while out number those involved. Cops usually can’t wait to go in full steam ahead with guns drawn, mace ready, taser fully charged with their baton swinging. Ask your self why would these cops be so hesitant and nervous ? Did they fear what would happen to them if they were bitten by the attacker ? Do plenty of research and you will find on your own a heavy Masonic influence in every police force world wide. Go to this link provided and read carefully all the words on the page at http://www.fop.net/about/history/star.shtml

Notice anything strange about the star pictured, look at the symbols. The Masonic shield and with checkerboard pattern in the middle. The “all seeing eye” as seen on the back of the American dollar bill. The Masonic handshake that so many elites and celebrities have been witnessed using. Anyway this article would be way too long so I will just leave links and if I get plenty of reads then I will elaborate further with a more detailed part 2. Watch plenty of movies not just zombie movies Hollywood loves to leave in plain sight lots of hints about the world and the world the elite are trying to make. Biological attacks and warfare are real and possible so please take this seriously don’t just sweep it under the rug. The battle for your mind and your imagination starts young and continues all your life. If you can’t imagine you will not be able to see the signs or symbols, you will not think anything of the world and believe everything is ok. I’m really tired of talking about this stuff because I know deep down that nobody will do anything about it. Knowing and having this knowledge is good and all but at some point action must be taken. Wars are won when some soldiers die on both sides, don’t be afraid to die for freedom. It’s not just your freedom that you fight for, think about it.  Here are the links :

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2152519/Rudy-Eugene-Last-words-Miami-cannibal-girlfriend-attack-Ronald-Poppo.html?ICO=most_read_module

http://www.exciteddelirium.org/

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2152925/Engineering-student-21–stabbed-dismembered-roommate-knife-ate-brain-heart.html?ICO=most_read_module

http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2010/10/1001027-rabies-influenza-zomb…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBxc_7EyXlg&feature=related

http://www.nbcmiami.com/news/local/Police-Investigate-After-Naked-Man-Shot-Wi…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idxzjAt1T4Y

There are two seeds from which my first novel grew, both of which came to me in my dreams.  I saw death in a dream, and I wondered of the neurobiological implications of near-death experiences on the perception of time and space.  This became a simple question: can time collapse in the moments before death?  As I tried to answer this question, my mind was consumed by a beautiful concept of human potential.  Before me was a story, infinitely interwoven with the empowerment of dreams and human emotion—the perfect recipe for my first novel.  Wordless pages followed for months.  I left this story as only a thought in my mind, exploring the scientific concepts that would nurture the realism in my fictional work.  Science was the reason I was able to invent a story in creative space.

My second dream was less sophisticated but, in a way, monumentally more appealing.  I can’t remember what I saw (perhaps a flower or a tree, maybe even a patch of grass), but I was instantly drawn closer.  It was as if nothing in the world mattered as long as this hypnotic gradient of green shades, glittering in pale yellow sunlight.  It was in that moment that I knew that this idea I was entertaining for months was something I must write down, something I must share.  I awoke from this dream, for the first time really considering myself to be a writer.  I had the obligation of sharing what I had seen.  So as the science settled in my mind, I stepped back to write something more beautiful that only the magic of the human mind could bear. 

They sneer and chant with simulated blood smeared signs at anti-war demonstrations,  what some may refer to as the animal act of copulation and the other animal act of war.  Not only that, but they shout that the act of engaging in weaponized conflict with opposing aggressors to safeguard individual rights compares with participating in sex to preserve or regain chastity and purity within the couple involved.  Yet, if this imprecise utterance is viewed in the context of procreation and emphasis is then placed on the development of an embryonic diploid eukaryote, then it is valid and an absolute verity.

Baby-making time

The destructive nature of bombs dropping on sections of cities in some foreign land to promote serenity for some distant day may seem difficult to conceptualize by the time search crews begin to recover human remains. The notion is so far removed from the idea of exchanging bodily fluids in an act of passion and pleasure in the bedroom. On the battlefield, it includes your adversary’s blood squirting into your eyes upon thrusting a spear into his neck, or enjoying watching as he shuffles off the mortal coil, gives up the ghost, and suffers the last blast of the buffets of fate and chance.

It is pertinent to remember that a babe is but a whole, perfect, untouched being.  The ultimate example of virginity lies in the womb of the mother, not the mother herself nor the father, indeed.  But that potential infant carries on the legacy of man as hateful as spite and as brilliant as the halo effect of an atom bomb’s detonation.

Go to sleep little babies.

These include, but are not limited to:

• Shooting oneself
• Stabbing oneself
• Hanging oneself
• Drowning oneself
• Overdosing on purpose
• Killing oneself by vehicle, train, bomb, etc.

 I would like to label these types of self-rendered deaths as Direct Suicide.

These are the types of suicide that are heard around the world, as soon as the action is realized.  They are usually judged, criticized, frowned on and condemned by many especially of the religious sect. 

But there are other deaths that can fall under the umbrella of suicide, as derived by its meaning, (to kill oneself).  I would like to label these types of death as Indirect Suicide.

The differences between Indirect and Direct Suicide are, most deaths from Direct Suicide usually happens immediately and is planned, whereas death from Indirect Suicide may not occur until, months or even years later.  However the one thing that links these two together is the definition of what it means to kill oneself. 

Examples of Indirect Suicide are as follow:

• If I continue to smoke and it has been determined that smoking will cause cancer and I make the decision to smoke anyway and get cancer and die, how did I not kill myself?
• If I drink continuously after hearing that doing so can cause liver failure and I do it anyway and dies as a result, how did I not kill myself?
• If I commit a crime, knowing that I could be killed as a result and I commit the crime anyway, and is shot and killed, how was not my death my fault? aka ( killed myself).

It’s a fact that we all are born to die, and there is nothing we can do about that.  But how we treat our body can rush death to our doorstep.  And doing that can be labeled as Suicide.

P.S; Peace and Love to anyone who has lost a love one from Direct or Indirect Suicide.

As someone who worked in the funeral industry for just under fifteen years both as an embalmer and a funeral arranger, I saw this dilemma constantly in grieving people.The battle between wanting to see their loved one again, but not wanting to see them dead. The conflict of wanting to say their final goodbye, but not wanting to have to say it at all. Will it help me heal or will it leave me with a memory I don’t want? I guess in the end it’s a very personal matter and only you can decide at the time. I can say this though, I rarely saw a person come out of a viewing room after seeing their grandparent, father, mother, husband, wife, partner, sibling, child, or baby to say, “I wish I hadn’t done that.”

There was the occasional comment about the person looking different, but overall I found people couldn’t thank you enough. The visible difference to their face and body language once they had seen their loved one was clearly apparent. There was relief, there was peace, and a new calm. Even those who were totally bereft and way beyond consoling, there was still that moment when they stopped to say how glad they were they decided to see them again … to say goodbye, to tell them they love them.

We all know memories stay with us for years and indeed for ever. It’s this thought that can really concern people. No one wants a ghastly lasting impression of someone they love when they could remember them the way they were at their last family function, before they got sick, before the drastic weight loss, before the accident and so on. Inevitably some choose to do exactly that … remember them in better times and fair enough I say. However the importance of having the opportunity to see. touch, talk to and spend time with the dead should never be underestimated. I’ve seen some real emotional torment result from not being allowed to, able to, or at the time decide not to view the person. Feelings of unresolved business … things they should have said … a hand they should have held … a last word … a final goodbye.

So for me, although I understand both sides, I am inclined to believe a viewing is beneficial for the living family members and friends. In fact in many cultures they couldn’t even imagine not spending time with the deceased.

Where do you stand on it if you were faced with the opportunity to see them one last time … would you want to?

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Details of her death were not released as that time.

Family members of the deceased were captured saying they will really miss their sister so much. They also sent their condolences to the children the deceased left behind.

The Bedford Police Department earlier confirmed they were seriously investigating the death.

The deceased according to Authorities was found inside an out building on the property.    Mary Kennedy, 52 was married to Robert F. Kennedy. Robert however filed for divorce in 2010 which sparked lots of media controversy exposing many happening in the marriage of the two.

Today, as I sit here in front of my computer sipping a cup of tea, listening to the soft pitter-patter of raindrops against my front window, my mind is filled with thoughts of my own mortality… 

I never really thought about it before, but it just occurred to me that, being in my late 30’s, statistically I’ve already lived about half of my life.  Have I even been paying attention to how fast time is flying by?  It’s like someone just showed up out of nowhere and said, “Surprise!  Guess what… your life is half over!” 

(Total bummer).

I find myself wondering where did the time go? It seems like just yesterday I was graduating from high school, and making great plans for my life; the sky was the limit and I was excited to really start ”living”.

I went to college, set some goals and started planning a career in science. I was going to be a wildlife biologist, or maybe a veterinarian, or maybe even a plastic surgeon.  However, I admit, I got sidetracked and let other people influence my life path. I made some decisions which still cause me, to this day, some sense of regret; I did things I shouldn’t have and didn’t do things I should have. Why is it that hindsight is 20/20?  That just doesn’t seem fair… 

So, where I am now is not where I thought I would be.  I sometimes find myself struggling with the idea of whether or not a higher power is guiding my life.  Whether or not the real reason my plans fell through is because they were not what the Universe had in mind for me.  Instead, maybe I have been guided to exactly where I am at this very moment, to await a plan that has been laid out for me that I just don’t realize yet.  Only time will tell… 

I guess the thing that consumes me the most, though, is whether or not I will have the opportunity to share the life lessons I’ve learned with my children, with hopes they won’t make the same mistakes I’ve made (lessons I will share with you in a later post).  And, if I do share these lessons, will my children even listen? Or will they roll their eyes, thinking they know it all just as I did when I was their age.  I guess all I can do is try… and I need to start trying NOW!  Because, really, you just never know what tomorrow will bring. 

It is my hope that you will take this advice to heart and do the same with your children, if you haven’t already.  If you have older children, talk to them. Don’t “dumb it down”, be real.  Spend some quality one on one time with each child, and ask how he or she feels about the world.  Find out about future plans, hopes, and dreams… don’t always be a dictator in their lives, sometimes just try to be a guide.

And for your own sake, make sure your final wishes have been made known.  Make a will, get some life insurance, and make sure that, in the event you pass away, your family will be taken care of.  I know you probably don’t want to think about it, but you HAVE to!  Inevitably, we all die. Unfortunately, we don’t know when.  If you don’t want to do it for you, then do it for your family.

So sit down, with a cup of tea, write down your most important life lessons and start sharing with your kids.  Then, thank the Universe for the time you’ve had on this Earth, and vow to make the most of whatever time you have left.  You’ll be glad you did.

The rain began to pour down, disguising the tears I shed. I asked the Good Lord silently.” why oh why Lord was it mum?” But, I guess he was busy in heaven where all the good guys go, so I’m hoping he’s with my mother, and I pray he’ll let her know, just how very much I miss her, and I send her lots of love. And, to tell her If I am a good girl I’ll see her up above!

                Science defines Death as it is the term used to describe the cessation of all biological functions that sustain a living organism.All known organisms inevitably experience death.[1] Bodies of living organisms begin to decompose shortly after death.(Wikipedia). Well it is so easy for science to describe how death is but think how it’ll be like, I mean a person who we have loved or who we have seen yesterday, when dies, is no more… the feeling it is intensely hurtful. I’m not scared of death. Yes I’m not. but even though I’m realistic in my life I can’t think about anyone else dying so which basically makes me unrealistic because I like to run away from fact inorder to make myself comfortable to live here on Earth. Its so crucial to see ones dead body. I would never want to see a lifeless organism or I should I say energyless organism.

                According to Law of conservation of Energy, energy can neither be created, nor be destroyed but it can be transformed from one form to another. So now the question is Death and Life – a transformation of energy? I think its because of this thought humans believe in incarnation, after life, spirits, etc. But I don’t know whether its true or false because after that my information regarding it is almost null and void. Well all of us know that there is energy everywhere. Energy is anything and everything… and when we dies where is this energy going? an energy which was with us, until we die or the moment before we die, where is it? Where is it going? Does spirit truly exists? What is it to be die? I wonder whether people who are claiming that they’ve seen death with their own eyes and has escaped from it, is that true or just our brain’s trick to hide it from reality. I think I’m deviating from the subject now. so the question is that whether Death is a friend or a foe. Death is painful I think. Sometimes it may be instant like instant death or sometimes old age, sickness etc but I’m sure that death is painful indeed.  – may be for the one who die or the loved ones. We can basically call something painful as a foe but Death is essential in some other way. I think that makes us an earth being.

              No one in this world know why are we dying and why are we living. I don’t know what made me write this article. I’m feeling like its totally insane to even write about it. but I don’t know.. I ‘ve just felt to write it and I did.