"Where is Newton?" "Newton!"

Please, please, where is Newton? When you need something or someone the most, it seems they're never there when you truly need them. "Newton!" Ah, there you go! How did you get way over there? Don't answer that as if you could anyway. But if you could, I wonder what the sound would be? Well, looky there, tic, tic, tic, tic. Okay, I get the point now. Why would someone move you without telling me? Don't they know by now you could become very bobsy-die and cause a lot of difficulties? Who caused you all of this uneasiness? It doesn't matter, Newton your safe with me now. Ah, now everything is in place. You're where I fit you for my desktop where you were supposed to be early. And I'm right where I'm supposed to be, right in front of you, or would you prefer a look at my good side view, Newton? Where was I? Do you remember Newton? You are probably not just staring at me to stare unless I start to bingle with you for no apparent reason. Only then would you have a lot to say. Well, not today, Newton! So you can stare all you want too. I have to finish this estimate. "See!" You made me remember Newton! I will never forget that phrase, "A reasonable mind, many probably would say, 'A good mind' never forgets." Newton, Mr. Potter, was very meticulous, and he wanted me to write out every detail. Hey! Newton, I need you now, buddy. "Let's bingle!" Just a little shove, and you're off. In the meantime, where is my pencil sharpener? This one is old school. You hear me now, Newton? Tic, tic, tic, tic. Of course, you do. Let me know if you get a little tired from all that friction now, okay? Hey, Newton! You have five balls in somewhat of a cradle. Do they ever get hot? Tic, tic, tic, tic. I guess that means no! Huh? You're alright with me, Newton; it seems you always stand alone at your center. Why is that? Tic, tic, tic, tic. Are you trying to say balance? Tic, ti— of course, you are! Now you dun done it again, Newton. Now my eyes are in tune with your movements. Left, left, center, right, left, tic, tic, tic, tic. Come on, Newton! We need this job, buddy! Just as I caught sight of a towel to stop all functions at once if I chose to. But how could I? Why would I? I just couldn't! Do that to you. Newton, you're my friend! Oh, I see you've gained some momentum, but how is that possible? I haven't touched you. It must be the heat that's energizing you. Are we good, Newton, or do I need to have a fire extinguisher on standby? Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic! I guess we're good. My pencil has been sharpened up and ready for action! Newton! This job is ours. I gave Mr. Potter 5% off the total project balance of $5,000.00. He's going to save $250.00, Newton! I told you, Newton. We got this, buddy! Tic, tic, tic, tic, pop! "What?"

"You just got a problem!"

I know it's always been this way for you. If it's one thing you're famous for is that saying of yours. It's my way, or you can take the freeway. I knew from the beginning there was no second-guessing what was said; she meant every word of it. It's usually not this early in the morning you expect to hear such a statement, especially after adjusting your busy schedule to pick up an individual carpooler who has three cars. She's my boss in all, but this is my vehicle. Do I deserve some respect? Adjustments are some of the goals I've been working on since last summer, but this is a two-hour trip, and I'm thinking in the back of my mind, come on, you got to be kidding me, right? Um, Tabby, could you grab my coffee off the counter in the kitchen? Sure, Mrs. Butkins. Hurry now, I don't want to be late, Mrs. Butkins says in a mild tone as she lets out a loud sigh. Then she throws her leather Kelvin Klien jacket over her left shoulder into Tabby's Subaru Outback's back seat, which was already laden with snacks for their upcoming board meeting in Tampa, Florida. Here we go! Got it, Mrs. Butkins; alright, close the door behind you. I could lock it on the way. Whew, girl, it's freezing! In here, can we get some heat going in what this is again? It's a Subaru, Tabby said softly, but in the back of her mind, it sounded like, "lord, it is the safest car in America!" What's your problem now? Speak up! I could hardly hear you, Tabby, girl! Get the heat going, please. This is my baby Mrs. Butkins, a "Subaru!" What? Okay, I thought you had a remote start on your baby! I wanted to say, 'I chose life over gadgets' so bad, but I stayed in a reserved mode. Tabby, would you believe I stayed up half the night trying to figure out which hotel had the better amenities. I turned my head slightly to the left and chuckled a little, and said Mrs. Butkins, "oh no!" In my mind, you guys know it couldn't be good, but surprising myself, I felt remorseful instead of saying, "I believe it!" I thought to myself for a moment she must be exhausted and reasoned that must be the reason for her outburst. That's until we got on the way and I said, I thought Sidney was handling or scheduling our trip? She did! Had us staying at the Holiday Inn, and a Hyatt was right across the Boulevard. I left you booked at the Holiday Inn, but I will be across the Hyatt's Boulevard at the Hyatt. At least you'll still be able to get company points and complimentary breakfast. Just make sure you're there to pick me up at least 20 minutes early. That should give your baby plenty of time to heat up. Please make sure it's heated! For you, Mrs. Butkins, you know I will. Of course, I will make sure it's nice and warm from the cold. Oh' why won't my mind say it will be nice and frigid? Oh my! Where is the eject button! "Where!?" You know what? It just came to me! In my mind, it's clear. "You just got a problem!"

"Everything living is fighting for life!"

Do you see what's happening? Everything living is fighting for life. By being created in the image of God, I could tell you everything there is or answer any questions they're about life. Everything living is fighting for life. Take, for instance, the water cycle it continues. Who set its laws into place? Was it a Creator? Look around you! can you feel the gale? Look around you! Can you see the sun? Look around you! can you smell that sunflower? "See there!" Look at that tree, as it stands so tall and vibrant, but what would it be without the tiniest little creatures called a honey bee, a hummingbird, a monarch butterfly, a grasshopper, a bumblebee, and a ladybug? Everything living is fighting for life. "Stop!" Please and think for a moment. I love science! It was one of my favorite subjects behind geometry, history, and home economics. When I can fight off the mosquitoes, I love star gazing and watching the various consolations close to midnight when the heavens are such a beautiful sight. Year after year, the consolations are still in their exact place. Was it a design of a Creator? I think about Egypt's Pyramids and how science is trying to figure out how earlier humankind accomplished this. Now think about a loving Creator with his ability to create anything. Who taught you to love? Now can you see what's happening? There is simply no comparison to Creation. Everything living is fighting for life. Why? Have you ever heard it was said that blood is thicker than water? How can that be so when it's water that's saving you because your blood can't even redeem your brother. Now can you see it! Who's standard showed you how to love? I'm reminded of it every time I watch a sporting event. Are you? Who gave you what you have the breathe of life? Are you thankful for the life that you have or the life that you gave? [XX, XY] Was it designed? Was the code written allowed for only one to determine the outcome? Everything living is fighting for life. Are you thankful for the animal kingdom for carrying the seeds to plant another tree? Are you grateful for the sea? Would you believe it holds half the world's oxygen in its plants under the sea? My neighbors, please look around you and know. Everything living is fighting for life. "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" Have you ever wonder, Why?" Everything living is fighting for life. "Please tell me, tell me, tell me if you could! If you fought to marry, you fought to win the game, and you fought to get the attention of others, you fought when your head was beneath water, you fought when you were on the Florida beach sands relaxing, you fought when you found yourself preparing for a hurricane. "Why? "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" Was it because "Everything living is fighting for life?" Please, please look around you. It's still there! And you know what else? It is "Relevant!" today just as much as it was when you put it there. That old book "The Holy Bible!" Within its pages lies all of the wisdom and the answers to your questions about why "Everything living is fighting for life." All you need to know about making the right choice to win your life is there. I'm willing to help teach you with a helping hand. I was giving that command. Please allow me to help you understand why "Everything living is fighting for life!" It's my purpose too!

"Of course, I am!" Sorry.

I was from the moment I hurt you. How can anybody in this world ever want to hurt you? Why would anybody knowingly want to hurt someone just because for their simple pleasure anyway? Usually, this only happens when you might be thinking of only yourself, perhaps. How hard is it to consider someone else's feelings first, nonetheless? Obviously, this is pretty hard because it keeps happening all the time. Am I willing to acquiesce? "Absolutely!" It's my thought, and I should have thought of you before I proceeded down that long windy, winding road in the wrong direction. Now that I've thought it through, though, it seemed it was only one thing left that was right for me to do. Turn around swiftly with my head held high, going in the right direction, full of confidence that in time when I reach you, I could show you how sorry I am by owning my wrongs and correcting them in my imperfection. You know me! "Of course, I am!" Sorry. I know you are, and thank you for recognizing your mistakes and correcting them. I love you, my love. How would you like to take a walk in the garden today? I think that's a great idea. I need that soothing relaxation.

"Black beauty looks just like me!"

No, why would you say Black Beauty is a horse? Right, I've heard of that horse Black beauty. It has been in many movies and now on the pages of many books. Okay, the horse was excellent, but what about Black Beauty in life? What would you say it is, Black Beauty? Could it be in a traffic signal? Could it be on an ironing board? Could it be coming from the sounds of a microphone? Could it be hidden under a railway? Could it be found on the back seat of a bus? Is it a basketball or a snake? Is it a poet? Can you hear it in a song? Can you tap it? Can you swing at it? Can you dig it? Can you balance it? Does it run? Will it fly? Can it dance? Is it smart? "Wow!" I never knew Black Beauty could be so many things. Well, look into the archives of the history of Black Beauty. Go on and say it I know you want to. Alright, Black Beauty looks just like you! Really!?

"My Heart Is Full With Pity!"

"How much more can one's heart take before it breaks from observing all of the turmoil around him?" What can I do? What more can I say to bring comfort to many? "I want to!" If I reached out and touched you, would that relieve you from your heartache and pain? How could one possibly find joy from all of the World's fireworks always around him? These last days are full of fireworks amidst so much trouble and pain. "Who is the blame?" I can't help but see through it all with my mind's eye and how quickly we've arrived at the crescendo, the end of it all. My heart is full of pity, so full of compassion, even though so many may find themselves loaded down with anxiety. Is there something more than yourself you could focus on? Usually, when something is not about you, it is something bigger surrounding it. Here is where the reader uses discernment. You have found yourself deep in sorrow, but there is something more than you involved. What will you do? If you dropped your last dollar in a dark room, wouldn't you quickly grab a flashlight to search for it? How do you feel about searching for the truth about what's bigger than you in your present state? Haven't you ever wondered why there are so much sickness and death all around you? Why are there so many different Religions? Who is God? What is the Kingdom of God? Why is there Good and Evil? Why is there Truth and Lies or Right or Wrong? These are vital questions you need to find out the truth about, and then only then will you be able to see with your mind's eye what's bigger than you in your present state. What could I do other than grasp you by the hand and guide you along the way? Because, When I look, and when I see, my heart is full of pity for the vast harvest and the sea.

"Please Don't Turn Away From Me. I'm Talking To You!"

"Please don't turn away from me. I'm talking to you!" Now is not the time to act with a stubborn attitude towards me or life. You promised you would be there when we replant "Sweetie's Palm" in the New World to come. Yes, this is 2020, but it sounds like 2070. Please tell me if you can, what are you going to do tomorrow? Is that day promised to you? "No!" But God has promised a New World Society of righteous people to live on earth very shortly. Did you know? If you read a few verses from God's word daily, you could hear God say to you the exact things that I'm saying to you right now. "Isn't that wonderful?" Here's the problem with accomplishing that as a goal, though. Ask yourself, what is a goal? In an essential term, it is a priority. It takes effort, right? Of course, it does. Always remember no one can set your goals or priorities for you. An examination of your motives is in question. Aren't you tired of saying I need to do this or that? Realistically speaking, the latter can go on for a lifetime. "Isn't it about the time [to listen to God's Word] to walk over there and stand in front of it [The Mirrior] and make the change?" Try This: Write down in your daily journal the most important things a day involves like worship, prayer, supplication, your family, your neighbors, your work, etc. Please place them in your order. Always remember to put the most important things first. You see, it takes exerting one's self to do what's right. It takes courage to put up a hard fight to accomplish meaningful goals in life. "Fight!" And go to work to keep your life on the right track. So you can be there when we replant "Sweetie's Palm" in The New World to come. "Yes, now is the time to listen!" "Please don't turn away from me. I'm talking to you!" Dedicated to a beloved sister. Lasandra Wheeler

"Am I Home?"

Three hundred and twenty years ago, my Ancestors were taken from their Western African home and sold to European slave traders brought to American Colonies in the South. My Ancestors were stolen from their families, and forcibly put to work on plantations in the South. Am I home!? I'm African American, an Immigrant of an enslaved people brought from their natural home in Western Africa from the 15th to the 18th Century. So that's it! Please drop the African. "I'm an American!" Why do I have to be constantly reminded I'm from an enslaved people. What's going on? First, I was Negro, Biracial, Colored! Then African-American, Black, Race 2, and now "A Person Of Color!" So I was born here as an Immigrant because my Ancestors were not allowed any freedoms until after America's Colonization. Why was the North and the South so different? Of course, the same smile of wealth still exists to this day. If you hit a man in his pocket or take away his lively hood, he'll fight or even kill. Sadly this happened during the 1739's uprising. Those were dark days indeed. My Ancestors were healthy, and they were bold! And courageous! They were sold, cold, and told. But I'm here today! My Ancestors did all they can to make sure of my survival. My Ancestors made it through. "Who were they?" [Western Africa, I wonder if I have descendants there? I know I do!] "They made it through!" I want to know more so badly. I have so many questions to ask. Where do I start? I love history. I'm an African-American, and I'm Home!

"Walla!"

Are you finally satisfied with your accomplishment? You arrived on the scene with all speed and spared no dollars during the process. You've left all things behind like, God, family, friends, and love. You're so bright standing in front of that spotlight. I remember you! Your mouth is as sharp as a double-edged sword. Every time it opens, it cuts someone. I remember you! You are street smart. You can talk a person out of their last dollar. I remember you! You are the one sitting on the corner who observes everything that moves. How did you do it? You've come a long way. You've spent your whole life having it your way. How did you finally come up? We'll "Walla!" What can I tell you? You have to be, and you know, somewhat selfish out there. Ain't nobody going to give you nothing I had to get it how I can get it I'm just saying. You can get it how you can get it too. You must know what you want and take it if you know what I mean. You think this spotlight is shining on me because I was nice? Nah, being nice wasn't a part of it. At what cost did you accomplish this? What do you mean, my brother, at all cost! Step back a little; I wouldn't want my spotlight to shine on you. Thank you for that. That's about the most considerate thing you've said up to this point. To each is his own. Well, you did it, "Walla!"

"Is it okay to cry? I did it yesterday!"

Tears are as real as all of the emotions built up inside you; they're no different from the clouds above. You like me, probably never imagined having anything in common with the clouds above. They swell to fill up and burst free. I did the same thing yesterday. For no reason, I guess it's probably a built-up cloud-ready to release a torrent of emotions inside of me. I wouldn't be alarmed because after a very long drought, everything around you seems lifeless until the drought season end and the torrents finally come. I looked up and down and then turned to the right and left and saw everything around me. "Is it okay to cry? I did it yesterday!" "When will my relief come!?" I've been sighing and crying from observing all of the things around me. Sadly I hear it too! I've listened to all of it—the moaning and groaning struggling to make it through another drought. The timing is nearer now than ever before I can fill it in the wind. I can see it in the clouds swells all around me. My emotions are raging inside of me. Is it okay to cry? I did it yesterday. Finally, the clouds burst with torrents as I did with tears. We have no more fears. This valley between The Two Mountains is full of torrents like I was with tears.