Monday, October 6, 2014

What If...! Part 1 Revised

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  October 6, 2014


What if…?!

What if…!  I was not true to myself?  What if…!  I did not believe in what I knew or heard?  What if…!  I was wrong?  What if…!  I was never told the untold story?  What if…!  I was hard of hearing?  What if…!  I was blind?  What if…! I was left for dead?

This story has gone on far too long…

This story is my story!  This story is not a Fairytale; this story is my life’s story…  It has taken a fairy to tell a fairy’s tale; it has taken a fairy to tell this fable of tales.  These fables are the fables of the “Big Fat Liars,” and not of those with “True and Factual Statements.”  The “Big Fat Lies” exist within those for whom do not carry and divulge the truth where the truth lies on their backsides, hence, their backsides are not seen when they stand there facing the mirror.  Well… Unless you have a three-way mirror.

When we carry the truth in our right hand and our “Big Fat Lies” in our left hand; we can smite down thine enemies with the sword of righteousness and carry our shield on our left forearm and hand to protect our bodies from the “Big Fat Liars.”  We can shield ourselves from those who spout “Big Fat Lies” which they carry upon their shoulders and interpret as “True and Factual Statements;” the burden of the “Big Fat Lie” seeks out the truth, death and imprisonment.   When we stand before each other and look upon each other’s faces where the stories of our lives are concealed we fail to reveal our sacred belongings, such as our “True and Factual Statements” which we guard most sacred; the most sacred of places are kept in the deepest of darkest places, such as our hearts.  As we stand upon our two feet facing forward into the mirror, our reflection should bare our true nature; although, we alone view the image of our outer skin where the hide is left for the animals to peel apart.  We are taught, our skin is merely seven layers deep; subsequently, as we peer into the mirror do we examine the reality of the images which peer back at us?  As the dermatologist and doctors examine our skin where the layers hold stories of where we have been and stories of lives we have piloted, we are advised as to the truth which cancer reveals; the cancer can appear as a “Big Fat Lie!”
People emerge and develop upon this planet we call Earth.  As we grow we develop with two cheeks upon their faces and two cheek upon their backsides; as my mother always advised me, “Remember, son, you only have four cheeks; when do you run out?!”  We are taught as children to turn the other cheek; we may be taught by our parents or our Sunday School Teacher.  As the Holy Bible reads:

Matthew 5:39, states:

King James Version:

But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.

New American Standard Bible:

"But I say to you, do not resist an evil person; but whoever slaps you on your right cheek, turn the other to him also.

We bear our cheeks as a coin bares two sides; consequently, when we turn our cheeks or our backsides from side-to-side we see two sides of a coin.  In the comics Two-Face is described as a man with two faces.  As we read within the pages of the illustration, Two-Face reveals a two-head coin from his vest pocket.  He tosses the coin with deliberation to make the mandated decisions as to who lives or dies.  Are these the decisions we are making as citizens, law enforcement, military or politicians; or are we manufacturing “Big Fat Lies” opposed to “True and Factual Statements?”  As I stand on my feet which I consider the pillars of my form behind and forefront of my “True and Factual Statements;” I come to find those who are supposed to be Of-the-Law to hide behind the “Big Fat Lies” which have exuded from their mouths or actions.  They are not the only ones which disappear behind the “Big Fat Lies;” we have our families, our friends, our spouses and our partners.  Where are those “True and Factual Statements” we seek from our families, our friends, our spouses, our partners, our law enforcement, our military and governments?  These lies are within the individuals for whom are to protect and serve; we are to revere them where they are to keep us from harm’s way.  These individuals are those for whom we are inclined to confide and place our trust.  These individuals are those who cannot willfully or wantonly express a truthful statement, they bare the mark of a “Big Fat Lie!”  Are we naive, or are they in the right?  To what depth must we uncover the “Big Fat Lie?”

Within the span of my life which I have carried to the forefront of my being, I would turn the other cheek and take the lesser road traveled; the road I traveled branched countless times just as the lines have appeared upon my face.  I believe in a Non-Violent Moment, just as Martin Luther King, Jr. moved a nation in protest against racism; consequently, the reasoning behind my mother saying, “Remember, son, you only have four cheeks; when do you run out?”  During my childhood, my adolescence and my young adult life, I would normally back way from the fight to understand the violent behaviour of the aggressor and their ignorance; I would take time to uncover and reveal the pragmatic nature of the onslaught and invasion of characteristic attacks to examine the truth and decipher the hostility of animalistic nature.  I would unearth a way to understand the ignorance and lack of questioning of those who would take a man or child for granted.  Do we take the time for others?  We as humans by nature are born with conscious thought.  As mankind, we are to inspect and investigate, observe and survey, test and question, research and analyze the information which sets before us just as we inspect and investigate the layers upon the hide we unveil in the mirror.  If mankind is to explore the unknown, thenceforth, the steps we take are the strides we pace as mankind challenges their enemy; as Gene Roddenberry said, “Boldly go where no man has gone before.”  Our human curiosity even as children is to get to know other children or persons, to know our parents, our friends, our allies and our enemies.

When we grow from birth into children who play on a ground which is layered in sand and graphite which can be made in to mirrors and from children into adolescence and from adolescence into young adults and from young adults into adults; we have learned to build upon each other where traits and mannerisms branch off from our families, our friends, our relationships and our associations.  We construct our thoughts, our similarities, our differences, our beliefs, our ideas and our philosophies from those who surround us just as trees sprout, grow and give life to other trees which meld from maple to ash, oak to cedar, and dogwood to magnolia providing us shade where playgrounds are established to aid us in the melding of friends, allies and enemies allowing us to branch off from one another into our own personality traits and individualities.  As personalities grow and flourish upon the fields where we play, we throw our fists, we scratch each other’s faces, we forge through the fight, we mature and separate and construct new friends, enemies and allies to cultivate new foundations and leave the foolishness behind!  Territories are formed and boundaries erected which encompass a parameter which can either pushed forward or backward into battle leaving damages behind, hence forth, allowing for growth and leadership.  As alliances are forged, we charge off into battle; allies become foes and foes become allies.  Boundaries are destroyed and territories are fenced off, comrades are honored and entombed, enemies laid to rest upon the ground which was conquered and memorials are instituted for those who have remained behind to fertilize the ground which we play games upon.  We gather at the line and encourage Red Rover to come on over by voicing the call at the top of our lungs, “Red Rover, Red Rover; come on over!”  We rush ahead with thought in mind as to who holds the weakest link; we break the line with all our speed and might hoping not to be tangled in the tie where our hands are bound by the grasping of our paws to ensure no man or child shall break our line.

The lines are strong, built armor strength, are feet are grounded, planted firm, one foot in front of the other; we look at each other from side-to-side knowing that the enemy is on his or her way.  We hold on tight where no man or child shall across; the enemy is near he is my friend but he is my ally.  Do I allow him or her to cross the line?  If he or she crosses the line my numbers will decrease; if he or she fails to break our line my numbers will increase.  Do I allow he or she to increase my numbers on the battle line where I have forced my enemy to draw their sword against their party who we know will soon topple or do I allow them to break my line permitting them to reduce our numbers and allocating a new one on your enemies battle ground?  These are the decisions children make to launch new relationships, collaborate and join forces because we are eager to develop into men and women who will bind new friendships and relationships to ensure our foundations are secure and protected.  We are guarded individuals and we are weak; consequently, we construct a foundation to embody a persona to ensure our barriers are concrete and our inner beings are stable so others do not deconstruct them and our core’s powerful to challenge the foe which is confronting us.  As we are maturing to adulthood our lifestyles are changing, are physiques are developing and are hormones are evolving just as our mindsets are stabilizing to embrace the qualities of the characteristics we wish to empower and bring forward into our own evolution of who we are.  Each man and each woman have their own foundation which they have built their existence upon where we share our knowledge, our classes, our commonalities, our environments and our beliefs together; subsequently, as animals we prey upon another to find a weakness we can maul over to ensure the reminisce is tattered and torn and the carcass has been devoured leaving the hide in shreds which will decay upon the grounds we have dominated.

Consequently, when do we stand against those who have taken us for granted?  Is it left for one individual to stand erect and turn the other cheek; or, to fight against those who have sought out vengeance and revenge to play a game to either stay clean and sober or to lay face down and be sold into enslavement to produce pornography or be sexually assaulted by an entire community?  When you only have four cheeks on the carcass which God hath provided to each man, woman and child; when you do run out?!  We can turn our cheeks “x” amount of times before our intolerance seeks out our aggressive nature.  To remain calm inside the injustice is to grab hold of the mighty pen and combat the hostile and violent nature of terrorism!  The silent enemy is an enemy of electronic harassment and mind control!  Here I stand, alone… naked, befuddled and bewondered whether I am in the entitlement or if all others are in control of my destiny.  I can only bare four cheeks; and then, I run out!  I have a front-side and a backside, nonetheless, from my front-side I can see the truth within your eyes which are shrouded by the lines upon your face; whereas, from the backside I can detect the “Big Fat Lies!”

I can no longer stand upon my pillars which are based upon a platform allowing those to, lack of better words, “Walk all over me;” I must stand here upon the battlefield where wars are waged and bodies are lost to protest against the injustice, the violence, the hostility, the brain-washing, the terrorism, the conspiracy, and the isolation which has resulted in the last two years, since Easter’s arrival in 2012.  I must stand forefront of the war and face my confronters, no longer lay upon my backside or belly or stand upon all fours as animals; I must call upon my strength as I stand before them and spout out to them “Mother Fucker!  These are not Mother Fucking Games; these games we play are the games we will be playing from now through eternity!”

Furthermore, when we examine our lives from our friends’, our families’, our allies’ and our foes’ viewpoints, they will appear as mirrors to “Who we truly are.”  Within these type of mirrors, we should examine and weigh the value and significance of these kind of mirrors; these mirrors come with consequences, whereas these mirrors reveal their own “True and Factual Statements” and “Big Fat Lies.”  The mirrors which stand upon their own pillars and buttress hold opinions as we hold opinions; with honesty and forthrightness our mirrors which we place in front of the mirrors as to who they are, they are merely reflections or shadows of who we are.  We may not realize everything about ourselves, although, if we truly examine everything from our life history to our friends and relationships; then we should have a better understanding as to “Who we truly are.”  Why should we rely on a Clair Savant to tell us as to “Who we truly are;” why don’t we just examine the fluidity of our lives?  These stories which we tell each other are the stories which we remember; do we remember the “True and Factual Statements” or do we remember the “Big Fat Lies?”  In reality, we can remember both; although, what do tell each other…?  Or, better yet, what do we tell ourselves?

Our lies our similar to the scars and tattoos we adorn upon our bodies and our faces; they cannot be easily concealed due to the lies present themselves and the embarrassment for which they were created.  With our skin only seven layers deep compared to the hide which other animal tear from a carcass which was left upon the terrain where wolves and coyotes scavenge the area, how do our scars truly heal?  Do they heal from the outside to the inside; or, inward to outward?  As we shield ourselves from our scars where others may have left them, we pick up our pens to convey our disgust to our society, our government, our friends, our families, our allies, our military and our law enforcement which their reflections are not about a “True and Factual Statement,” but, about a “Big Fat Lie!”

Do we see the truth as we peer in the mirror?  Probably…, not!  Some take the time to paint their faces and some stand there making faces.  How do you paint your face?  How do you make faces?  Is it with makeup, lotion or maybe a razor?  Is it by crossing your eyes, is it sticking your tongue out, is it putting fingers in your nostrils, is it by pulling on your ears, is it by pulling on the slants of your eyes or is a combination of all of these; how do you make your faces?  Truthfully, some stand and some sit; the image we should be adorning upon ourselves is the truth otherwise makeup which we utilize to adorn our faces hides the truth and creates the lie!  Underneath the “Big Fat Lie” can bare a clown, since that clown cannot face the circus for which it has created.  The mask should be placed upon our faces to present ourselves to another as we exit the safety of our own homes, these are not just the masks we wear at Halloween.  If the truth cannot be bared upon or faces, subsequently why should we leave our houses and our safe places?  Are we frightful of the truth, are we unyielding, or are we children just trying to play a game called, “Everybody Plays the Man as a Fool”?

What if…, the truth resides in one individual who’ll stand, nonetheless, not sit for the injustice which was wrongfully propelled him upon his backside or upon all fours; better yet, be turned upon his head?  Those may ask, “Who would trust such an injustice upon one’s backside?”  To answer, “Only those who would not pillar and falter and look another in the eye and say, ‘I am the wrongful man; or, I am the wrongful woman.  I am the one who tore at your carcass and fed upon the meat of your hide; whether, it be face down on a mattress or on a public bathroom tiled floor.”  “We are the ones who have left you in disgrace; we are the ones from whom the Angels came looking for.”  For, he is the one we discarded and through away.  He is not the one who hung himself upon the tree; he is the one we all have been waiting for!

Do not let those play you for the “Fool;” he already has a job!  We have yet to know what is going to happen in the future; nevertheless, what I can tell you is that I am here.   I am the one you have all been waiting for!  We are playing these games of “True and Factual Statements” and “Big Fat Lies;” because these are the games we play from now through eternity!

Oh, my fucking God!  These words are used so frequently without hesitation or regard; are these the words which you can hoist in front of another person and confront them to say, “Oh, my fucking God?”  Or, do you stand there and call an Officer-of-the-Law a “Mother Fucker”?  The term “mother fucker” is reserved for those who stand before you and want to appear as animals inside the animal kingdom!  Because, if you do not know who is a part of the Animal Kingdom, then we should reexamine the content of our Biology courses; whereas, “WE ALL” are a part of the Animal Kingdom no matter how great or small or no matter from the time here on earth to the time we spend in space.  Make your amends now about your “Big Fat Lies;” start telling a “True and Factual Statement.”  These “True and Factual Statements” can be the difference as to who stays behind and as to who goes!  The animals you might be leaving behind are the family members who says, “Oh, my fucking God!”

Am I kidding you?  No Answer.  What if…, I’m not?

You may be thinking, “you gotta be kidding me;” whereas, “I’m not fucking kidding you!”  Now, you are thinking “you gotta be fucking kidding me;” I’m not fucking kidding you!  Two-thousand years have come; where do you stand?  On all fours or do you lay upon your backside; in Hawaii, there are those who stand upon two feet.  At the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific[i], men and women are buried upright.  I at times lay upon my backside due to I am in bedroom furniture with no lights illuminating over my head and the covers drawn above my feet and to my shoulder with Scrabble and Binxy by my side ensuring my safe keeping and our warmth; I have journeyed through the Valley of the Shadows of Death.  I am here; I am the one you have all been waiting for!  And, this is not a “Practical Joke”!
  
So, what if…! 

So, what if…, I was not true to myself?  Would I lose the embodiment of myself or would I lose my integrity?  As USNdaddy, as I have been since the year two-thousand, I value my ideals and self-respect; you don’t spend almost two decades inside the United States Navy and Navy Reserves without gaining some form of self-identification and some form of respect from others.  Inside the military, our identification comes upon a piece of paper with a plastic covering and picture of whom we are supposed to be.  The Identification Cards contain a service number, an expiration date, a United States Government Seal banishing a Noble Eagle with its wings spread graciously outward and its beak turned over its right shoulder with the left eye peering upon its service member, a crest of arms signifying the branch of service we either Enlisted upon or became Commissioned; above all, our signature which emblemizes as to “Who we truly are.”

Today’s military identification cards are called, Common Access Cards (CAC); these cards have been modified over the last decade, however, these CACs remain similar in nature.  These card are made of a hard plastic material which bears a photo or a mirror of “Who we are” along with a microchip which contains a historical detail of our military record.  These cards which we carry portray the individuals as to who we are; knowing this, why would we want to become anyone else?  We strive as children to grow and idolize our parents, mentors and leaders to become the person who we are to be.  We seek out these teachers, coaches and trainers to formulate our potential as citizens within a society of ignorance and stupidity to uniquely stand forefront of those whom are blinded by the parents, mentors and leaders which we cherished so fondly.  Asking yourself…, why does the Noble Eagle spread his or her wings and peers over his or her right shoulder; because his or her wings are spread to embrace the society which is shared from hand-to-hand such as our One dollar bill?  The eye which looks upon our peers within a society of people who hide behind a “Big Fat Lie” are shielding their eyes toward the truth.  The value of the truth in imprinted upon our currency and our currency is a reflection of our labors where we have forged a nation and alliances through communication and an earnest grasp of the hand to exchange a greeting where mankind can flourish upon a terrain where all animals roam.

Consequently, is my integrity someone else’s value which can be passed on from hand-to-hand or can be shared with ignorance, stupidity and disregard for an individual’s will and testament to he or she “truly” is.  Is my name of no value, is my fathers’ family’s name of no value to those who would take it without thought and consideration to an outcome of endangerment to the individual and ideals which one may stand erect where his buttresses are firmly grounded and his pillars stabilize his torso which holds his arms to his sides and his neck tall so his head and face gain the attention which is deserved?  Can one’s individuality and behaviour be so coerced by those who take no regard for a human being which laid beneath those who have laid upon him cold and lifeless and shared with others to solicit him into enslavement or to retain him behind a set of blackened steel cold bars.  The body which was left upon a grounded mattress covered in grey woven cotton was buried beneath the heat of a passionate frenzy of uncontrollable desire by two men. 

The identity of the man was so easily distributed upon a piece of plastic which holds a face for others to identify an individual which bears the brandishing of a Noble Eagle within a society and community which sought greed, hunger and vengeance.  The identification was divided amongst a community for a denomination where a man’s identity could be used for profit and gain.

When a man only wants to seek out justice for the injustice for a community, society, law enforcement, US military and US Government for its wrong doings; how do you embrace the character of the man?  Do you embrace it by placing it on to a database to wrongfully imprison the innocent and naive?  How many times does the character of a man need to be destroyed and preyed upon?  When a community begins to learn of an individual, especially a gifted individual where do they halt in their actions and start questioning  “The very important questions?”  These individuals are to be Of-the-Law; only to reveal they shield themselves behind their dishonesty and belief in the man who truly plays them for the “Fool.”  When our law enforcement starts playing a game with the man who plays all mankind as the “Fool” by saying, “Gotta be kidding me;” he can elicit their confidence through an exchange in communication and persuasion, just as Satan did when he gained Eve’s confidence to collapse her canines over a piece of fruit which will generate cause for deception.  Now, what if…, John Joseph Gibbons bought, retained and conspired with the law enforcement by inviting them to the largest personal White Party event within the community inside his residence with John Hamilton, a Rancho Mirage Police Officer, and Jeff Moffatt in the year of two-thousand and twelve?

Or, what if…, all this harassment was started by an individual calling 9-1-1 to report two individuals in possession of a ball of methamphetamine or because he called 9-1-1 on different occasions where he the heard insertion of a key into a lock and the tumbler dropping its plugs followed by the turning of a lock.  As USNdaddy, I thought and believed I was doing the right thing by what I was told and heard.  I truly did  not know what was truly happening to me ever since the initial day I was smothered to death; my life was changing drastically.  Some may want to say I was on a methamphetamine high, or high from an inhalant; I want it stated that I was not on a narcotic or inhalant “high” during these days in question, I was quite self-aware.  I did not sleep well the evening prior to my initial arrest and the pressure in my head was beyond normal.  I know what I did and what had occurred that evening prior to White Party weekend; what I did not know or expect was to be played as the “Fool” on the following morning by two individual who spoke of a “Big Fat Lie” and for whom I placed my trust.  I find I place my trust too easily in those for whom we should trust and lay our confidence only to find those for whom we should place our trust are “truly” un-loyal to their uniform and badge numbers; nonetheless, they are loyal to their methamphetamine whether it be to their friends or their dealers.

What comes at the cost of one man’s life in addition to two additional attempts at suicide, one in the spring and one in the summer of the year twenty-thirteen linking six arrests within a two year span of time by your “so-called” beloved law enforcement to build a Programmable Computer creating The Pandora Effect, so “Everybody can Play the Man as a Fool.”  With one man’s life and ideals comes a great price of truth, honor and integrity ever so strengthening the man’s veracity and gallantry to push forward and suppress the depression and anxiety which is masturbated by the creation of our friends, families, community and law enforcement.  The names which we wear upon are breast are to be a symbol of who we are.  In a time before combat and a rise to power, I can remember the times when our superior officers scrutinized their personnel for not adorning our badges which carried our names and decorations.  Our names are to signify as to “Who we truly are;” these names were provided to us from birth and to last us from now to the time when sleep is ever after.

With our names comes are character, with are character comes our behaviour, and with our character and behaviour our identity can be derived.  We look towards our friends, parents, mentors and leaders to establish, create and build our characteristic within our individualities; from our parents, mentors, leaders and role models we learn and facilitate our behavioral personalities.  Our behavioral personalities can define our individuality from our friends, parents, mentors and leaders which are fearful of “True and Factual Statements;” the truth lies beneath the “Big Fat Lie,” and within the “Big Fat Lie” originates the “True and Factual Statement.”  What if…, the “True and Factual Statement” was never told within our storybook and the storybook was worn upon the pages from the earth for which we stood?  As we turn the pages of our storybooks, we read and learn about the characters and behaviors of other individuals so we can either identify or self-identify with either the hero, the villain, the protagonist, the antagonist or a foil.

A hero[i] is described as:

1. In mythology and legend, a man, often of divine ancestry, who is endowed with great courage and strength, celebrated for his bold exploits, and favored by the gods.
2. A person noted for feats of courage or nobility of purpose, especially one who has risked or sacrificed his or her life: soldiers and nurses who were heroes in an unpopular war.
3. A person noted for special achievement in a particular field: the heroes of medicine.  See Synonyms at celebrity.*
4. The principal male character in novel, poem, or dramatic presentation.

A villain[ii] is described as:

A villain is the proverbial bad guy or evil character in a piece of literature.  Villains are an essential part of any fictional work, historical narratives, literature and films. The literary villain is the character whose negative actions spell doom for the other characters. A good literary villain can increase the excitement and dramatic appeal of the story. Contrary to the popular fairy tale portrayal of villains as evil looking creatures, good literary villains are in reality very human, which makes them believable. Otherwise they run the risk of becoming caricatures.

A protagonist is described as:

A protagonist is the central character or leading figure in poetry, narrative, novel or any other story. A protagonist is sometimes called a “hero” by the audience or readers. The word originally came from the Greek language and in Greek drama which refers to the person who led the chorus. Later on, the word started being used as a term for the first actor in order of performance.

Iago in Othello could be identified as the protagonist of the novel because he played a central role in all the controversies of the play. The question here would be that, even though he was a central character, was he really the lead character too? Such a kind of indistinctness generally results in completely different interpretations of whether the said character is a protagonist or not.

A antagonist[iii] is described as:

In literature, an antagonist is a character or a group of characters which stand in opposition to the protagonist or the main character. The term antagonist comes from Greek word “antagonistÄ“s” that means opponent, competitor or rival.

It is common to refer to an antagonist as a villain (the bad guy) against whom a hero (the good guy) fights in order to relieve himself or others.  In some cases, an antagonist may exist within the protagonist that causes an inner conflict or a moral conflict inside his mind. This inner conflict is a major theme of many literary works e.g. Doctor Faustus by Christopher Marlowe, Hamlet by William Shakespeare, and A Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce etc. Generally, an antagonist appears as a foil to the main character embodying qualities that are in contrast with the qualities of the main character.

A foil[iv] is described as:

In literature, a foil is a character that shows qualities that are in contrast with the qualities of another character with the objective to highlight the traits of the other character. The term foil, though generally being applied for a contrasting character, may also be used for any comparison that is drawn to portray a difference between two things.

What we observe in literature very often is that a foil is a secondary character who contrasts with the major character to enhance the importance of the major character. The etymology of the term foil testifies the aforementioned assertion as the word “foil” is taken from the practice of backing gems with foil (tool) so that they shine more brightly.

What if…, the story and not the fable did not contain either of these characters; would we be able to identify with these individuals or do we carry about our lives as if nothing ever happened?  Now imagine the one you have all been waiting for had to take matters within the grasps of his own hands to prove his innocence and suicide; can you stand before him and spout out a “Big Fat Lie,” or do you stand before him and tell a “True and Factual Statement?”  Can you self-actualize the actions which have occurred; can you recognize and distinguish between the “Big Fat Liars” and those who tell the truth?  Where do I stand, and what if…, I was not true to myself; would this would place me amongst the “Big Fat Liars!?”  As I’ve mentioned, it has taken me over a half-of-a-century to become the individual I am today, to tomorrow, to the day-before-yesterday, to the day-after-yesterday from now and into the future and from the future into eternity.  Where does your character lie; underneath the “Big Fat Lies” you were lead to believe because of one insignificant incident which stemmed from one larger to one greater incident, or is it the belief in one’s self? 

What if…!  I did not believe in what I knew or heard to be a “True and Factual Statement?”  Am I still in the wrong, or is the wrongful blinded by lust, greed and vengeance or are they just seeking revenge?  Never mistake me!  I am just a man and a kind man; nonetheless, I enjoy life and I enjoy having lovers, partners, spouses, friends and family, conversely living in isolation can be exclusionary.  From the time I was smothered in November of two-thousand and eleven, my life has been ever revolving…a Circus, more or less.  From being filmed unknowing by those when I was in John Gibbons’ home while on a date, to being sexually assaulted while lying face down and cold on a mattress, to hearing the music of the Tree People which sounded as if it came down through the ages of time coinciding with the Angels as they came down to see who I “truly” am, to being revived upon the mattress which I had laid like a corpse in a mortuary except the vision you would see is my naked backside, and  having those which laid upon my backside never saying a word as to what had happened. After awakening,  these individuals will give birth to a game in psychology which I will have to learn and conquer.

When I awakened without the knowledge of  what had truly happened; all I could remember is how John Gibbons and I started playing a game of sexual exploration.  What I remember of that evening is we both started out as Noble Eagles to our sexual exploration, to reviving from the mattress and making my way to the Master bathroom, to start having what I now know are psychic visions and Clairaudience.  The remainder portion of the story will be continued “Inside RedSagittarian’s Home.”  My Clairaudience, also known as clear audio/hearing, allows me to hear the sounds of the Angels along with frequencies which are carried upon electricity.  As we know, our bodies are made up of atoms, protons, neutrons, electrons and ions.  The following pieces speak on these matters:

Dr. Robert O. Becker, pioneering researcher and author of the book:

The Body Electric and Cross Currents, has established that energy system within our bodies consists of two forces, magnetism and electricity, with the electricity component consisting of low-frequency direct-current (DC) electric field.  This electromagnetic energy system is affected by the earth's natural electromagnetic environment, which is normally relatively quiet, with minor rhythmic variations, but which experiences great increase in an electromagnetic charged environment.[v]

How Stuff Works, speaks upon the electricity in the human brain:

Everything we do is controlled and enabled by electrical signals running through our bodies.  As we learned in intro physics, everything is made up of atoms, and atoms are made up of protons, neutrons and electrons.  Protons have a positive charge, neutrons have a neutral charge, and electrons have a negative charge. When these charges are out of balance, an atom becomes either positively or negatively charged.  The switch between one type of charge and the other allows electrons to flow from one atom to another.  This flow of electrons, or a negative charge, is what we call electricity.  Since our bodies are huge masses of atoms, we can generate electricity.[vi]

Subsequently, to say that one is not Clairaudient, is to make an invalid judgment upon an individual.  Saying one is not gifted is to show your ignorance.  “Who Are We” to judge others based upon their behaviour, beliefs, habits, culture, religion, talents and gifts?  Clairaudience is not just a table game where we sit down and charge a client and have them shuffle a deck of Tarot cards and read their fortune from a deck of cards.  Clairaudience is not from being on a methamphetamine, marijuana or any other narcotic or prescription high; Clairaudience is a gift from God himself.  Some natural order event has happened within our lives which may have caused us to become Clairaudient or gifted in some other fashion.  Do not let others judge or fool you for their own blindsided ignorance; stand before them, face them and confront the mal-justice.  As I stand before you now and spout out to you “Oh, my fucking God, Mother Fucker!,” do you react or do lay down upon your belly or backside and take the pounding from one who may only want to open your mother fucking hole… anus?

My “True and Factual Statements” are to build a resolve to the night I was smothered to suffocation; to structure the events of the evening activities.  To be given the gift of Clairaudience was to bring the guilty to justice.  John Hamilton kept saying, “He built me, and that Clairaudience is not a gift.”  I begin to wonder if he truly knew who he was; from what I remember, my parents built me, gave me birth, fed and clothed me where I grew in the image of our Holy Father.  Am I a science experiment?  How would I know this what he said if it were not for my Clairaudience?  He and Michael also stated, “You are not supposed to be able to hear these kind of things, such as Angels, electromagnetic and radio frequencies which can travel and bounce along which can be received microwave frequencies;” knowing our brains and bodies are made up of electricity, then I question if they graduated High School.  Do we not learn these things in High School Biology? 

I grew up learning to live with “Big Fat Lies,” probably just as most of us have; but, when do you grow up and mature enough to stop telling the “Big Fat Lies” and evoke a “True and Factual Statement?”  Our community, law enforcement and military have hidden behind these “Big Fat Lies” for their own purposes.  Where their ignorance and immaturity lies is when they have taken the sides of a handful of individuals who enjoy playing a game.  When it comes to the Kingdom of Heaven, I have learned we continue to play games; however, the Kingdom of Heaven is not playing a game when it comes to wrongful actions, especially when it comes to one who holds the Key to the doorways into the Kingdom of Heaven.  To have our law enforcement participate in an Act of Terrorism, revenge, deformation of character, wrongful incarceration because they wanted to play and toy with USNdaddy’s psychic visions, Clairaudience, Clairsentiences and knowledge of making a solid psychic connection to play a game inside the community and rob him of any form of denomination which would keep him off the Unemployment Line and poverty level.


Sunday, October 5, 2014

What If... Part 2 Revised

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  October 5, 2014


What if…?!

What if…!  I was wrong?!

What if…, I was wrong?  Would I be right, or would I just be a “Big Fat Liar”?  At times we may get our facts twisted and distorted; however, within the distortion lies the truth where we conceal from ourselves and others.  We allow the lie to become unrecognizable; we find those who we confided our trust whether if it be bought or earned and who will aid us in our “Big Fat Lie”.  I've learned to live a “Big Fat Lie” a long time ago; today, I choose to live on a “True and Factual Statement” as I did from the day-before-yesterday as I will to the day-after-tomorrow.  I am able to tell a lie from time-to-time but the lie comes with consequences where consequences come with “True and Factual Statements”.  Do not assume we or I have not told a little white lie to protect those from harm and ridicule; I remain human where I am constantly learning about my own true and valuable lessons.  Our misinterpretation of a “True and Factual Statement” can lead us down the road most traveled; the road less traveled is the road to self-realization where self-realization is line where lies and trues are carried upon our faces.

I have been trying to piece together a puzzle the last three years merely find those I have laid my trust were not the ones I should have revealed my own “True and Factual Statements;” they have shroud themselves within a story of “cloak and dagger.”  I have had to rely on my own recollection and knowledge of events which have occurred with some assistance from the Animal Kingdom which hail from the Kingdom of Heaven.  Who resides in the Animal Kingdom from the Kingdom of Heaven…?   If you don’t know who they are; then, let’s refer to:

Genesis 1:20-21

20   And God said, Let the water bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life, and fowl that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.
21   And God created great whales, and every living creature that moveth, which the waters brought forth abundantly, after their kind, and every winged fowl after his kind: and God saw that it was good.

Genesis 1:24-26

24   And God said, Let the earth bring forth the living creature after his kind, cattle, and creeping thing, and beast of the earth after his kind: and it was so.
25   And God made the beast of the earth after his kind, and cattle after their kind, and everything that creepeth upon the earth after his kind: and God saw that it was good.
26   And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.

Genesis 3:4-5

4      And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die:
5      For God doth, know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.

Why do they aid me in my remembrance of who I am?  It may be because an Officer-of-the-Law along with is boyfriend failed to contact the Emergency Service, such as 9-1-1, an Emergency Medical Technician or failed to drive me to a hospital, after the incident occurred.  They aid me to ensure justice is done and the wrongs have been set right.  And, to where the Federal Bureau of Investigations knows who the man who laid dead upon a mattress was.  The also aid me because life was given back to me not only this day but the day of my suicide.

Who holds a “True and Factual Statement?  Is it the Judge who prosecutes your case, is it the Officer-of-the-Law or a Sheriff, or is your mother or father?  We travel pathways through life and each pathway we travel has a different connection; where each pathway we travel is different for each person as it is for each of our family members.  I have learned through several visions and conversations with Lucifer, Satan, Jesus and God himself I am the one they saved on that early November morning of my suicide and that November evening of my smothering.  Between God, Jesus, Satan, Lucifer, the Angels and the Animal Kingdom they are on my right and left side; where my right-side holds each “True and Factual Statements” as opposed to my left-side which holds “Big Fat Lies”.  When I speak of truth, justice and the American Way; we speak of our Civil Rights, Civil Liberties and Right to Assembly, right to Freedom of Speech or of the Press, Freedom of Religion and the right to suppress the injustice for which our country was built upon.

US Constitution ~ First Amendment[i]
Notes for this amendment: Proposed 9/25/1789
Ratified 12/15/1791

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

US Constitution ~ Fourth Amendment[ii]
Notes for this amendment: Proposed 9/25/1789
Ratified 12/15/1791

No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a Grand Jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the Militia, when in actual service in time of War or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offense to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.

The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America[iii]
In Congress, July 4, 1776

When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just Powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.

As we pick up arms to rebel against the injustice and brutality which our Civil Rights and Liberties were built upon, we must examine the truth and dishonesty which we build our belief system upon.  So, what if…, I was wrong?  Would I still be alive today to bring forth a change in viewpoint and opinion to all mankind and animal alike?  I have been complying my facts as to the issues and experiences which I have been transcending through.  Some may say they were there to support me, which I will not disagree; however, no one was there to comfort me.  I cycle through depression and anxiety to the point I am unable to consume and digest food willfully.  My weight loss left me frail in some eyes; however, in accordance with United States Government and military standards, I was physical fit.

What if…, I was wrong?  I relied on the information I was hearing, my knowledge of the events, the evidence I saw, and additionally my knowledge in the field of Communications.  I find it difficult to bring together all these fragments of each story which these occurrences which have taken place.  My truth is my knowledge of the occurrences which became my trials leading onward into the aftermath.  The outcome is to ensure these events never take place just as they have.  One man’s peril is the sacrifice which their sins and transgressions were fostered upon.  I, truly, don’t stand here in judgment; whereas, I, truly, expose the true nature of the beast.  The beast comes in many disguises; the Angel comes in many disguises as the “Fool” plays the adversary just as the lucifers we are, are prone to deception.  The things I hear are the sounds of the Angels, the things I hear are your voices which stand before me, the thing I hear are the noises which surround us on a daily basis, the things I hear are the turning of locks and doors which open and close, and the things I hear are clawing on those who are unwilling to bare their true nature.

The knowledge of events are my “True and Factual Statements,” the knowledge of events are those who choose to tell a “Big Fat Lie.”  The evidence I saw bare brings forth justice for the injustice; the evidence I uncover will bring about change where the dishonesty and concealment to the persecution which I endured and suffered.  When we procure and examine the evidence, I must bear witness to my own behaviour and circumstance.  I have exposed myself to some extent; however, I have not fully disclosed all occurrences which lead to the injustice and bully which befell me.  As to my knowledge in Communications; justly, this is where the Pandora Effect emasculates itself.  I have provided knowledge to the Rancho Mirage Police and Palm Desert Sheriff’s Departments without compensation and to our United States Governments where they and a community can withhold knowledge to events which incurred upon their Programmable Computer equipment which utilized Thermal Electromagnetic Tape.

Where does the injustice lie?  Is it in my hearing you speak to me directly, is it in my Clairaudience, is it me overhearing your conversations, is it in my ease dropping into your conversations or is you standing with pointing a finger pointing toward my backside and laughing because I do something differently?  The truth is within each of us and as to the events which have occurred; so, when we conceal the events we conceal the truth.  When we conceal the truth; we reveal the lie which lies within inside each of us.  If I happen to overhear your conversation, I am not ease dropping into it; if I am ease dropping into your life without conversation, then I am leaning forward or backward to gain knowledge which can either be used against you or can be used to protect you.  If I am standing before you, I am lending you my ear; if you are standing behind me, you are pointing a finger toward my backside.  As a Clairaudient, I am gifted by God himself to bring forth a change in the evidence which was so graciously hidden from each and every one us; we are only citizens which serve and protect our nation, we are the people who stand behind those which serve and preserve our nation.  My Clairaudience may have been caused by another’s hand, heart or mind where absence of their own wisdom; however, my Clairaudience was bestowed and gifted upon me by my return to life.  With my gifts of Clairaudience I have been able to decipher the information which was presented to me.  The information comes in various forms and formats; as I was learn to utilize my gift, I became aware of information which was unknown to me.  I, then, took pen in hand or laptop if you prefer and began to annotate all my notes together.  I spent many of hours researching the information that I was hearing, Angelic or not; some are even electronic in nature.  When Clairaudience is blended with electronics, I am able to detect the vibrations which an Electromagnetic Low Frequency (ELF) output machine is capable of.

These ELF machines carry radio frequencies which enhance my Clairaudience and my Clairsentience, which aid my hearing in conversations which one would not normally heard.  Several of these conversations were carried through several members of the community due to our local governments were testing a new piece of equipment which allows one to tamper with an individual’s mind and relay communications to-and-fro a Programmable Computer which records voices and conversations.  These machines are built to build a “better soldier;” ever since World War II these machines were being built, and these machines have been tested gradually over time itself to prefect the human soldier.  Are our United States citizens human soldiers?  Yes they are, only if they sign a contract for our military for an obligated time of service.  Are these soldiers liable to be tested upon?  Yes they are; because as a contracted service member, we have provided a signature on our contracts to allow the government to experiment on us.  As citizens of a community, we have not viewed or signed such contracts nor have we volunteered for such experimentation without a written signature. 

As we discuss our First Amendment, Congress or any other citizen or political government has no authorization to suppress your freedom of religion.  We each have our own God-given right to express ourselves with our own choices in religion; whether, they are Catholic, Protestant, Baptist or occult in nature.  We will or shall not be oppressed by our oppressors, even those who have oppressed us are those who will continue to persecute each of us with willful thought and blind ignorance.  They are the ones which do not understand or willing to eagerly accept those who are willfully expressing themselves through either religion, thought or freedom of speech or press.  We are the ones that shall overcome their suppression of ignorance and blind truth; they are the ones which hide behind the laws to uphold our laws which they have failed to read themselves.  They attempt to uphold the laws because they believe they are of the most righteous; righteousness does not come in a bottle for us to splash upon our bodies, nor are we born righteous.   They do not sit on the right-hand side of the law that was written by men who believe in God and who believed in separation of Church and State.  We as citizens may sit to left of the judge inside a court room, but he himself also sits on the left side of a judge inside a courtroom; a judge in his right can sit in judgment of his own actions.

When we sit in judgment either in the courtroom or in the Kingdom of Heaven where will you take your seat?  Will it be on the witness stand or will it be in the eye of God?  We are the ones accountable for our actions because this is how we choose to be judged.  Does it matter as whether we are in a courtroom here on earth or in a courtroom in the Kingdom of Heaven?  When we examine a courtroom, we take notice that the judge sits higher above all who enter the courtroom where he can observe and look down upon all those who enter and bear witness or provide testimony to the actions and behaviour of others.  If we take a moment to think and examine where God behaves in the same manner; we are here on this earth where we are to bear witness and provide testimony to others and ourselves.  Therefore, are we on the right-hand side of the law or are we on the left-hand side of the law viewed by God’s eye?

Even as a Sheriff-of-the-Law or Officers-of-the-Law, we are still accountable for our actions as viewed by God himself.  We are here on this earth or in a witness stand, if you prefer, to provide each other the “True and Factual Statements” which He deems necessary to enter into the Kingdom of Heaven.  As a Sheriff-of-the-Law, a Police Officer, as a Federal Agent, as a Central Intelligence Officer, as Congressman, as Senator, as a Governor or as the President of the United States, we are still accountable for our actions and behaviour in the eyes of the Lord.  It doesn't matter what kind of political, civil, Principal, teacher, business owner, supervisor, or team leader you are, we all are accountable for our “True and Factual Statements” and “Big Fat Lies” in the eyes of the Lord.  So, when we stand or sit there to express our opinion, our right to speak, our right to assemble or our right to petition our Governments tactics and policies we are to assemble and petition, speak up and verbalize the injustice.  We may choose to sit or stand, we may choose to pick up a pen or pencil in hand where we have our civil rights to freedom of speech and thought.  Never let anyone take these from you; this is your United States Constitution’s First Amendment.  If you give up these unamiable rights, you give up your rights as a citizen, your rights to self-identity and your rights to become a free citizen within our United States; otherwise, you are being sold into slavery without an unconscionable thought.

Slavery comes in many forms; how you chose to be enslaved is at your own will.  Your will is only as strong as your head, your heart and your hand; how you choose to use these three things is based upon your will and your strength to endure.  Where does your will lie?  Is it in your “Last Will and Testament,” is it upon your right to bear arms, is it your mind over influence or is it your heart to endure the pain and anguish which may have resulted from the actions and behaviour of others or the refrain to build courage and stand against the oppressors which may have oppressed you.  Think about those who have oppressed you, we may just have oppressed ourselves; because, when we look into the reflecting glass, we choose to oppress or become oppressed.  How do we…, how do you view yourself in the reflecting irises of others.  Are we oppressed and to be deprived of life, liberty or property without due process of law; or, are we the oppressor to deprive life, liberty, property and thought without due process of law?  Our United States Fourth Amendment gives us these rights of life, liberty or property with due process where our laws were written to protect us from the oppressors and wrongful doings of others and ourselves.

We choose who we oppress, we choose who we deprive life, liberty or property, and we choose to oppress ourselves.  When we lose our rights even by our own hand, we lose ourselves as humans beings; For, this is how we made ourselves and this is how choose to express our beliefs.  Our beliefs are buried deep within ourselves; these beliefs have been provided to us through a long line of history, whether, that history be in our communications, our readings, our teachings, our guidance and counseling or even in ourselves as we take these things and create our own belief system.  When we don’t question the question, we then leave the question unanswered or blank for others to fill in their own words and text.  Our words are our words, our thoughts are our thoughts, our actions are our actions and our behaviour is our behaviour; as to how others view our words, our thoughts, our actions and behaviour is their viewpoint, however, it is also our viewpoint.

Our words are supposed to be our “True and Factual Statements,” whereas, our words also can be “Big Fat Lies”.  Our questions which lead to our “True and Factual Statements” are stemmed from when we speak to a very good or very important question or questions.  Our thoughts derive our behaviour and our actions as to whether they are true and factual in nature is based upon what we believe.  There are many people who may tell you that your actions are not respectable and truthful, nor is your behaviour; your behaviour and actions are constitutional within your own eyes.  How you defend them are your words and policies; your policies are too be of the righteous expressing our intentions of honesty and morality, these are our attributes of who we are.  Your words are your education, your vocabulary is an insight as to who you are.  How you choose to your words along with your vocabulary is an edict as to where you hail from and how you express your inner being which should reflect your outer being or maybe just the man or woman in the mirror.  Your irises are to be your story to your soul.  How to bring your soul into the reality of your human behaviour, actions and words are yours to toy with.  To allow another to tell you how you should conduct your thoughts and behaviour are to shelter yourself from the storm.

My storm comes from within…  To take the backseat and to allow those with respect or common decency to tread over me.  I will willfully furnish you the front seat; however, will your actions willfully grant me the same or shall I continue to ride within your vehicle in the backseat just because you may be larger, taller, bulkier or older than I am.  Or, are you going to find it within your heart to relay a message to your head to extend your hand and open the front door of your vehicle to provide me a seat of importance and respect?  I am your equal; never assume anything less of me or yourself.  A long time ago, a declaration was created so our thirteen united States of America could come together.  Together…  Wow!  What a concept; that should keep from one another or is it unconscionable effort to unite together in a format which shows mankind we are the reason God had united us a long time ago.

These words rang true a long time ago as they rang loud across a nation; these words still ring as loudly today as they ever did, or did we go deaf as to the words no longer have meaning?  These words are to give us a ground basis for our behaviour towards our fellow mankind.  “We hold these truths to be self-event, that all men are created equal,” this includes a fellow women; “that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.”  Are men and women created equal?  According to our Holy Bible, no we are not; woman was given a rib from man leaving man one rib less.  Women are gifted differently than men; however, each man and woman walk upright as opposed to on all fours as we may once have.  We were each given a voice and hand to which we are to pick up a pen and voice our opinion; whether, our opinion is the matter of art or criticism.  Our Rights are our rights for which one or more cannot take away from a person or persons.  We may withdraw from our Rights to stand before another, or we may stand before them and call them out on their “Big Fat Lies”.  Their “True and Factual Statements” we take for granted; where we find, we do not question the “Big Fat Lie”.

Our “True and Factual Statements” and “Big Fat Lies” are prevalent in our nature.  We use these in pursuit of our own happiness, our lives and our liberties; how we use these with each other can become destructive upon our actions and behaviour.  The Rights of the People are to alter or abolish and to institute a new Government where we are to lay down a foundation on principles and organize the powers, the regulators of policy, which shall effect our Safety and Happiness.  Our principles are important, just as our right to question the evidence which sets or arises before us.  We are to question our Government’s tactics just as we are to question our friends, families, allies and enemies whether they be foreign or domestic.  Our friends, our families may be foreign to us just as they are domestic to each other; our allies are domestic to our foreign allies, and our enemies are foreign to our ally’s enemies where we are domestic in nature to all mankind.

Our prudence, meaning our wisdom, cautiousness and practicality, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes.  Transient causes, signifying how quickly the door opens and closes to our backsides ensuring whether we walk through them or they hit us where the dog done bit us, denoting the door hit us upon our backsides making us realize that emotion is a sign of caring as to the treatment of a fellow man or woman.  All experiences shown is where mankind is more acceptable to suffer, while the evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.  Mankind is to suffer the insufferable, mankind is to endure the pain for which we are to overcome, mankind is bear its true nature to its fellow mankind and mankind is to persecute all those who will be persecuted by their actions and behaviour.  We have become so accustomed throughout our nation, our history, our cities and states, our societies, our nationalities, our neighborhoods, our friends and families, our children and to our children’s children where we have not dropped our cloaks of disguise because we still treat mankind in the same manner we have become so accustomed.

Where do we make the change?  Is it with the man in the mirror or is it the man or woman which stands before you?  Maybe it is in our children or our children’s children?  Why not start today?  We delay our actions, we delay our ingredient and we delay our responses our natural selves to become evident to our own creation.  We change our actions, we change our behaviour, we change our policies and procedures, and we change the persecution of each other to ensure the safety and happiness of all mankind; not only today’s children, but, tomorrow’s children.  Tomorrow’s children are here today, where yesterday’s children are on their two feet, where the day-before-yesterday’s children are still in the womb of life.  The creation of mankind was to provide a growth of children upon this planet, known as the gravel pit, to bring life and prosperity into the future of our children which we bare; we bare children to ensure the prosperity of tomorrow’s wisdom and maturation where we bear witness to the growth of tomorrow and tomorrow’s tomorrow.

Monday, September 29, 2014

Apology Posting

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Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  September 29, 2014

Apology Posting

I sit here and hear the sounds of the Angels call my name.  I sit here and hear the voice of our citizens call my name.  I sit here and hear those who talk about things which they did not want to speak of before.  I sit here and I write an apology to a man face an officer who appeared as he did.  I sit here and I write an apology to man who faced prison time.  I sit here and I write to a man, to a city, to a county, to a state and to a nation who deserves an apology for pointing a finger to the wrong individual.  Yes, I did faced myself within the glass which hold my reflection.  The glass is clear as the Clearasil which cleanses my face.  The names are similar where the names are different; yet, the faces are the same where the faces are different.  The fingers are the same where the fingers are not the same; because, the finger that holds the man or woman are different.

Each finger pointer is different where each finger they point does something the same.  Each hand holds a finger where each person carries a fist; for, we were not born with for feet.  We are still animals waiting in the fields where cactus, palms and water grow.  So, as to what we choose to do with our fingers whether it be tearing at the meat of our faces or tearing at the meat of another’s faces; we are still tearing at the hide of the animal which bears a marking, whether it be on a finger or on our faces where in the mirror these things are visible to everyone who either sits or stands there either in front or behind, or who sit or stand there with us.  Each finger and each face bears a markings and as to whether how noticeable the markings are they are still markings of a man or woman which makes us different in each other’s eyes as we peer into the mirror.  Where each mirror is held either hung on a wall or lays on a slant, each mirror holds our images and imaginations; each mirrors holds our trues and our lies and as to how we chose to use these images are determined be our heads where our hands lay within yours and where our hearts lay beating in our chest as to the anguish or disgust we hold for each other.

Therefore, I must make an adjustment as to whom I pointed a finger.  As time has moved forward so have the revelations as to who assaulted and smothered me; only to find that more people were involved than I thought.  There were those who recorded images of my smothering, there were those who opened a VPN (Virtual Private Network), there were those who opened an internet site and there were those who sat back and masturbated while enjoying the erotic scene where laid a man who died by the hands of an officer who failed to call the emergency service contact number where if he did he may have been arrested along with the other man.  The events are still true to nature the names may have been changed so the Police Departments and Sheriff’s Stations could be investigated from my previous postings where I sought help by a nation who would listen where my cries for help fell on deaf ears of the men and women who swore an oath to uphold the laws and duties which they so deserve.

The man I named as Jonathan Wunschel is John Hamilton who is no longer an Officer-of-the-Law in the Rancho Mirage Police Department.  I fell victim to name changes through a form of communication that is known as the PANDORA Effect as I have written about in my previous writings.[i]




[i] See, PANDORA Effect, ScrabbleBinxy on Blogger

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Change in Our Technologies

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Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  May 11, 2015

Change in Our Technologies

Are world is changing and so is our technology; the frequencies we once used are no longer the same frequencies.  The Ultra High Frequencies (UHF) are now being utilized by our governments and no longer by our commercial broadcasters.  The frequencies which we used to see on our televisions are now merely being utilized where now these frequencies are being utilized by our police forces, our sheriff’s Stations, our government officials and by our Special Forces, and the frequencies echo the sounds of the Angels.  The Angels are on frequencies of their own where man is now able to hear these frequencies which are manipulated through an Electromagnetic Low Frequency device known as an ELF machine.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

The PANDORA Effect ~ Mankind Brings About Chaos Through Communication

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Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  September 18, 2014

Mankind Brings About Chaos Through Communication


No one wants to talk to him.  You won’t play him as the fool to carry a conversation.  There is a plague which is going to spread across the earth just like mankind has spread their own disease across the earth.  Mankind is going to play mankind as the fool to communicate with others using a piece of equipment where others will be able to listen to their friends, families, relatives, allies and foes.  Mankind will bring about its own chaos where we will play one man as the fool.  One man will be played as the fool to his own destruction which has been brought about my mankind.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Who Am I

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  August 25, 2014
Revised:  February 22, 2020



Revisions are in the 4th and 6th paragraphs.
Revisions are in the 3rd, 6th and 7th paragraphs.


Who Am I

“There is nothing to fear, but fear itself,” said Franklin D. Roosevelt.  As I go forth in to the future, I only have my past to reflect upon.  Only the shadows which cover me are the reminders of where I have been and the events which I have attended.  As I set one foot in front of the other, I am soon to be headed out the door to a new awakening where untold stories and dreams of possibilities to bring about change and evolution into the future of tomorrow’s tomorrow.  I…, am the future of mankind.  I am the hope and prosperity of our kind.  I am the savior of the animal kingdom.  For, if you did not know, we are all animals.  For, we are the ones who have forsaken God.  He now looks down upon us as our races have come together.  I am a blend of many races from when we originally started upon this rock we call earth; earth is a gravel pit which lays upon water.  The water which surrounds us in the water we bathe in and we drink from; where the land we walk, run, bicycle, or dive upon is where we lay our hopes, our dreams, our children, our children’s dreams of the future hopes and dreams have yet to come into existence.

If we are to know as to who we truly are then let’s look back into time when we did not care and our world only treats us as animals knowing upon this gravel pit we were animals and we were to fulfill a prophecy to populate the ground where we lay our head.  We are the hope and prosperity of our races; our races are mankind.  We have turned away from our animalistic instinct, however, we revert back to its nature.  As the animals walk through the doorway, they rarely look back; they only look back when they know they are being followed.  For, Scrabble and Binxy travel as brother; at times Scrabble my travel alone as to Binxy may travel alone; but, together they travel together.  It may not matter if one is male or female, it may not matter if they both are male for female.  What matters is they both travel together as a couple of animals; they have created their own animal kingdom.  So, when a man travels with a woman they are considered a couple of animals.  For, they have also created their own animal kingdom.  When, we peer upon those who are different than those who travel differently than as man and woman; do not assume we are homosexual or lesbian.  We may travel on foot alone or separately, but we travel and gather just as another animal gathers food in the animal kingdom.  The doorways are open to all mankind and women alike; we are not to judge as we have been taught and as we have learned.  We came out of the animal kingdom to bring forth mankind; we are to embrace each other as the animals have embraced each other’s differences.  The animal did not know any better; For, He gave the animal knowledge just as He have us knowledge of who we are to become.

Now that the doorway is open to all mankind and woman alike inside the animal kingdom, we can set forth upon a new future where hope and prosperity are to be ours.  We either take what has been provided, or we chose to close the door which opens and closes with the turn of a key.  For, this man has laid the payment to the hope and prosperity to the future of all mankind.  Does it make a difference as the whether you are homosexual or heterosexual?  No…; because, all possibilities are yours for the future of our kind is the future of your kind.  We are the future of the animal kingdom which He hath sent down before us a long time ago; For, my history alone goes back a long way.  As far back as the dawning for mankind these are the history files which my Holy Father hath provided to me.  I am the last of my kind.  I am the last of my races.  I am the last male of our family history which came together since the beginning of time.  Whether if you chose to believe me, or whether if you chose to believe in Him, our Holy Father; I know as a true and factual statement these are the lessons I have been taught.  I am here now to teach and guide you all through some new lessons.  Homosexuality and lesbianism is a part of our lives ever since the dawning to the sunset of time.  These lessons are mine, these lessons are His, and these lessons are the lessons of Jesus Christ.

We are the ones for whom you have learned these lessons from, we are the ones which will continue to guide you and instruct you into becoming the animal you once were.  If, we were to let go of our nature and act as animals, then we are to let go of who we may become.  We are the light, the truth and the way.  I, Carroll Scherber, bring you a new truth to enhance the truth of the past; these are the stories of BinxyScrabble, USNdaddy, Eleouisa, Starwalker Amun Scherber, Binxy and Scrabble, Redsagittarian, ScrabbleBinxy Lucifer Scherber, Eyheleuwsa, and Scrabble and Binxy.  These stories are told through the irises of Carroll Scherber, Jesus Christ, Paul and his Holy Father.  As I sit here and tell you these stories, I tell you these stories due to I am not the same man I once was a long time ago.  I have become the man I am to truly be for they have yet to know who they truly are; this is the question which other animals have pondered upon.  I know who I am, I know who I am supposed to become; I know what lays before my feet.  At my feet are my animal kingdoms no matter if they are human or animal alike.

So, when you stop and ask the question as to who I truly am; be sure to take a look in a mirror.  For, the mirror holds the truth and the lie is the one you wear upon your face.  If you need to cover up the lie just open the mirror and you may find your answer.  My answer came in a bottle, your answer may come in a jar; we all are looking for an answer as to who we truly are, whether, we are animal or man.  We still can make a decision as to who we are.  We are the creation of God.  We are the creation of ourselves.  We are the creation of others.  When it comes to who I am, I glare into the mirror and say, “I am who I am; I am the one which brings forth a new and bright future for others to share.”  I am the one who you will turn to for council and guidance as have turned to each other and sought out the truth; but, were only told a big fat lie.  When I stand before you do not nor never assume I am telling you a big fat lie; I am telling and teaching you the truth of who I am.  I do not withhold my honesty, I am the man I make before the mirror; I am the man my mother and father made.  I am not the animal which you have created.  I am the animal which God hath created, homosexual or not.  I am your truth, I am your light, I am your way to the Lord our God; For, He has brought be back to you and all of you.  I have surpassed my death; I have surpassed my suicide, I have surpassed a knife to the throat which was taken by my own hand.  I am now telling you a true and factual story because these true and factual stories come with my animals at my feet.

I know bring to you my life’s story inside a coloring book.  I now bring to you BinxyScrabble’s life story inside a coloring book, I now bring you Ehlouesa life story inside a coloring book, I now bring you Starwalker and Amun Scherber's life story inside a coloring book, I now bring to you Redsagittarian’s life story inside a coloring book, I now bring to you ScrabbleBinxy’s life story inside a coloring book, I know bring you Lucifer’s life story inside a coloring book, I now bring you Satan’s life story inside a coloring book, I now bring to Eyheleuwsa’s life story inside a coloring book,  and I now bring you USNdaddy’s and USNpig's life stories inside a coloring book; For, these stories are told to Carroll Scherber by Jesus Christ, Paul and our Holy Father.  These stories are the stories you will be able to find everywhere; these stories are the stories of our future.  These stories are the stories we share together inside the animal kingdom through the kingdom of heaven.  These are the stories we keep on our shelves, on our table and on our laps; because, these animals always sit upon USNdaddy’s lap.


As we reflect back, there is nothing to fear; the only thing to fear is what faces us in the mirror.  I now must lay down my pen for the animal kingdom is waiting for me at the door; this doorway heads outside into our future together.  Your doorway heads into the unknown.  Before you head out of your doorway, look upon the mirror and ask yourself, “Who am I?”  You are human inside the animal kingdom of God.
           

Blind Faith

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  August 25, 2014




It’s difficult to have faith in one’s self when your faith has been stolen by those who would play you as the fool.  I had faith a long time ago; For, now is the time I must regain my faith; For, my life cycles through the depression which is brought upon by the lack of faith you have in me.  I have not caused my depression; For, I have created my own optimism to see beyond the ignorance and intolerance you hath brought to me.  For, I have not taken from your home or your heart; For, you have taken from my head, my heart and my hand.  When you return my head, when you return my heart and when you return my wages I may consider you in my arms to hold, to treasure, to love, to respect and above all to give you my tolerance and my integrity; For, these are the things which come to each of us when we lend an open ear and an open hand to each other; For, I am here to lend you my head, my heart and my hand.  I can only hope that these words don’t fall upon deaf ears; For, these words are written upon paper with pen and ink where I share my mind which was so eagerly taken from me; For, a test experiment which I have yet to recover. I do not know if I ever shall; For, those who have stolen these things from me have stolen them from blind ignorance and blind respect for the individual just as they have stolen a man’s identity.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Memoir 1 ~ The Darkness

On:  ScrabbleBinxy.Blogspot.com
Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  August 11, 2014
Revised Title:  August 04, 2015
Revision:  June 14, 2020

MEMOIR 1
AKA:  Suffering Through the Darkness of Depression


Life isn't easy after death.  I died in the month of November upon committing suicide on the weekend after the harvest of Thanksgiving.

I arrived upon a destination, which was isolated and kept a distance from travelers who would bay their vehicles and rest from a long journey’s propulsion where they would find relief at an oasis where many would travel from various areas across our nation.  The morning of my death was a chilly winter where the skies are dark and the stars illuminate as halos upon the earth.  The earth sits still where the rotation has slowed to where one can examine the rotation through from the buttresses of the trees which redden from the fall season upon their variation of orange and have fallen upon the ground given that the winter’s solstice has frozen the roots of the pillars that rise and support themselves from the ground where we place our feet.  I arrived upon this destination because I knew it was secluded.  I also knew my body would be left undiscovered.  For, those who would find my body would trek over my carcass like animals to either urinate or defecate as they passed over my body.  I sat there with the knowledge and intention to commit suicide because my life was become more and more controlled by others who would seek me out and persecute me because I was unlike other men or women.  I was unlike other men and women because I laid dead underneath the mass of two animals who sought out to fornicate with an animal who was in heat for the sweat and smell of another man’s warmth.

I contemplated and I contemplated with a strong intention to consume the medication which was prescribed for sleep; the medication was prescribed initially because I was not sleeping well and to aid me with my depression.  I suffered from insomnia and depression which lead to anxiety and agitation; the medication that was prescribed was Trazodone.  The descriptions listed by the following websites for Trazodone along with its side effects are:

According to Drugs.com[i]

Trazodone is an antidepressant medicine.  It affects chemicals in the brain that may become unbalanced and cause depression Trazodone is used to treat major depressive disorder.
An overdose of trazodone can be fatal when it is taken with alcohol, barbiturates such as phenobarbital, or sedatives such as Diazepam (Valium).
Overdose symptoms may include extreme drowsiness, vomiting, penis erection that is painful or prolonged, fast or pounding heartbeat, seizure (black-out or convulsions), or breathing that slows or stops.

And, according to WebMD.com[ii]

Common side effects of Trazodone oral:  with Less Severity
Less Serve:        Dizzy, Drowsiness, Feel like Throwing Up, Head Pain, Incomplete or Infrequent Bowel Movements, and Throwing Up
Infrequent side effects of Trazodone oral: with Severity and Less Severity
Severe:             Confused, Feeling Faint, and Involuntary Quivering
Less Severe:      Muscle Pain and Weight Gain
Rare side effects of Trazodone oral: with Severity and Less Severity
Less Severe:      Blurred Vision, Diarrhea, Feeling Weak, Twitching, and Weight Loss
Severe:             Anemia, Anxious, Bloody Urine, Brain Disease or Injury causing Inability to Communicate, Change in Appetite, Chest Pain, Chills, Chronic Heart Failure, Continued Painful Erection, Excessive Sweating, Fast Heartbeat, Feeling of Restlessness with Inability to Sit Still, Frequent Urination, Gas, Hallucination, Numbness, Numbness and Tingling, Over Excitement, Periods of Not Breathing, Seizures, Slow Heartbeat, Stroke, and Uncoordinated

I was dressed for the cold climate weather; I sat there listening… and talking…, to whom?  To those that were listening.  The contemplation lead me to the remember of those who had forgotten me; who are those that had forgotten who I am are those that have led to my persecution, whether it be before my suffocation where I was smothered underneath two men or after my suffocation because before my suffocation I was a normal human being with a job, with hopes, with dreams, with friends, with animals, with courage, with honor, and with nobility.  And, after my suffocation… I have honor, I have courage, I have nobility; what I lack are friends, family, animals, a home, wages, and warmth of another individual for whom I could share my experiences and my abilities in who I have become for the future we could hold together is a strong one where others may be weak to an end where the end has means for one to come together.

I sat in a car that I now call “Animal Kingdom Mobile;” the listeners were those who are of the natural and of the supernatural where those that hear the call of the Horn that blew for all Angels to hear.  As I sat with my feet upon the pedals which propelled me toward my destination point to a journey that I was uncertain to take with one foot upon the metals of the undercarriage and with that one foot still on the steel and rubber which would push the animal inside outward from an oasis where the trees pillar upon their buttresses and the water that ran came from a faucet which was made from the steel that we toil with the sweat and backache from our labor.  That pedal which ever so moves up and down or forward and backward is has been vulcanized to ensure its strength… its grips upon the soles of our feet so we do not lose the pace for which we travel into the unknown.  I withdrew the medication from my jacket; I glared at the label as I would glare into the unknown through my windshield which holds a view of darkness, the tar is black which laid upon the gravel which laid upon the earth which was made from the lava and oil which burned from beneath the waters and sand and the skies are darkened from the lack of rays which would redden our backsides.  The darkness I saw was from within a bottle which held a label for death; death meant a journey which had no end because the suicide had no need but to only alleviate the pain and torment which I could no longer endure because one of the last words I heard was “Die”.

The label which is adhered to the bottle is placed there for a reason just as the labels which are upon our nameplates; my name plate was also placed inside my pocket where it was dark and where my eyes could not see through the fabric which was woven from the cotton which was harvested by the workforce of labor with an animal kingdom.  Labels hold pieces of information such as names and places where our name plates hide behind a barrier which ensures its safe keeping but also ensures its hiding places which tell us something about who we are and where we come from just as the dates which chronicle the life expectancy to either the bottle which contains a dosage or a driver’s license which bears a date where places, ages and expirations come to renewal.  The bottle is now open and death has been unleashed and ready for consumption just as our lives our consumed by each other whereas a bottle containing death can contain hope for a future with each other can learn from a man who had committed suicide.  With water in hand which was delivered from an aquifer, bottled, and delivered upon the backside of a wagon where man and animal had traveled to a place to bring an oasis worth of wealth; and death in hand sixty tablets were consumed and a reservoir of water was delivered to a darkened place to dissolve into a reservoir of blood to where the place of death will be lite and the floor will be cold.  I placed hand and bottle to mouth and swallowed death not knowing that hope was already on its way; the voices are voices not just sounds of the wind, sounds of the breaking ice that comes from the moisture which batters our faces or breaks within the wind, or sounds that come from the audience whether they applaud or whether they cheer, the voices are those who sought me out and those who have chosen to either be my friend or to be my antagonist because either way the sounds are the winds which will cause my audience to Clair.