DAILY PROMPT SAGA 5

BANNED

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I am no longer banned from anything I want to do. Money opens doors there are no holds barred when you have life changing money. That, I am quickly seeing is the problem with our society.

People can even get away with certain crimes given they can buy their way out of it. I can disgusted by the overt display of wealth even though I am now part of this elite group. I know in this moment I will never be one of them. I refuse to be another “lottery winner” statistic and blow my money on frivolous things losing my humanity in the process.

At least for now…

 

 

 

 

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DAILY PROMPT SAGA 4

TRANSFORMATION

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My transformation from poor white trash to filthy rich socialize is complete. My debt has all been paid and my husband and I are in talks with contractors on the remodel for our home.

We are trying to figure out how to buy my neighbor’s out and expand the property. It is no great loss. I never liked my neighbor’s anyway.

OMG! Am I sounding like a snob right now? Oh, God has the money changed me already? Maybe I am transforming into something other than myself. I gotta go donate something see ya…

 

 

 

 

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DAILY PROMPT SAGA 4

TINY

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There is one tiny little problem with having a crap load of money.

Everyone wants a piece of you. The late night calls the large letters you get in the mail with people you don’t even know, begging for just a few dollars so that they can feed their families. It is enough to literally keep you up at night.

Flying over Maui in first class. I watch as the landing strip gets closer and closer. I feel a momentary sense of peace. I know will not last once I deplane. The paparazzi have been following me everywhere for days. This miracle of mine is quickly becoming a nightmare…

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DAILY PROMPT SAGA 3

ARTIFICIAL

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Today was the first day since winning my money that I have seen the greed in other people eyes. Their Artificial smiles and laughter at my jokes that even I know are not funny. People that before, I rarely saw and never called me are now calling me to take me to lunch and go on shopping sprees together.

Little do they know I am not that stupid and I can’t stand fake people. It is only a matter of time before they realize if they didn’t know me way back when I don’t know them now. Family members I never knew I had have begun calling in the middle of the night and I am starting to lose sleep over it. I am going to have to change my number in the morning.

I think now would be a good time to take a much-needed vacation just me and the immediate family in my house. Where to that is the question? Maybe I will start with a trip to the beauty that is Hawaii. I will get some tickets tomorrow. For now, I am just going to unplug the phone take a hot bath and get some much-needed sleep…

 

 

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THE NEPHILIM

The NEPHILIM or in Hebrew (NAPHIL) were offspring of the “sons of God” and the “daughters of men” before the deluge according to GENESIS 6:4, they were said to later inhabit Canaan at the time of the Israelite conquest of Canaan according to NUMBERS 13:33.

In the KING JAMES BIBLE, they are referred to as giants.  GENESIS 6:4 states                                     THERE WERE GIANTS IN THE EARTH IN THOSE DAYS; AND ALSO AFTER THAT, WHEN THE SONS OF GOD CAME IN UNTO THE DAUGHTERS OF MEN, AND THEY BARE CHILDREN TO THEM, THE SAME BECAME MIGHTY MEN WHICH WERE OF OLD, MEN OF RENOWN.

Also in the KING JAMES VERSION in NUMBERS 13:33.                                                                                  AND THERE WE SAW THE GIANTS, THE SONS OF ANAK, WHICH COME OF THE GIANTS: AND WE WERE IN OUR OWN SIGHT AS GRASSHOPPERS, AND SO WE WERE IN THEIR SIGHT. 

Yet, they have been dwindled down to nothing more than fairytales. These giants, these abominations were not of God’s making and therefore needed to be locked away. He created the earth for humans only. This is our  world our Paradise he has set for us his most beloved creations. From what I know it is tabu to speak of such creatures. Imagine the “sons of God” or fallen Angels if you will roaming the earth mingling with mankind as if they are nothing more than toys to be played with.

Laying with human women that then produced such “Giants or Nephilim” so large that we were as grasshoppers in their eyes. Imagine such beings mingling among us now. Can you just imagine the devastation and perversities that would take place!

Well, you don’t have to imagine anymore. The gates of hell have been loosed and now it is only a matter of time before they will take their place upon the earth once again. The end of humanity as we know it is upon us for the NEPHILIM have arrived.

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

FORSAKEN

Sometimes having easy twenty -four-hour access to online activity is depressing. I see the posts on facebook of happy families and I cringe. Or I assume they are lying because no one family is that happy right?

Most days the constant barrage of  happy validation doesn’t affect me. But then BAM! The demons I thought were finally laid to rest raise their ugly heads to the surface and I am just a vulnerable little girl crying for someone, anyone to comfort me. I see posts of if you love your mother repost and if you have the world’s greatest daughter share. Normally I see these posts and I am no longer fazed by the fact that I have no relationship with my mother.

Yes, she is still alive and people tell me all the time that I should “mend fences” before it is too late. They just don’t get that I have given everything and at one point in my life my sanity to try and bridge the gap between me and my mother. However, it is very much like beating my head against a brick wall. She has no idea or at least pretends really well that there is even an issue.

How can you “mend fences” with someone that doesn’t see they are broken, to begin with? The answer, you can’t! I loved my mother at one time with even with all the beatings and put downs I tried my damnedest to be everything she wanted in a daughter. Still not good enough, it only got worse as I left home and after hearing other family members tell me of the lies she told on me I was still astonished at the lengths she went to, to keep us from getting close.

I haven’t spoken to her in almost two years now and there seems to be no sign of that changing as I made the very difficult decision to cut her from my life for my and my kids mental health. Yet, I still feel the effects of not having her in my life. The poison that she was , was it really better having it in my life than not at all?

I may be feeling down tonight and that may be why I am missing her and maybe I am wrong for not constantly trying to have her in my life. But I do know I am surrounded by love now and am grateful I married into a wonderful family.

Even if they still don’t get that being forsaken by your own mother echoes throughout eternity and will forever change you.

DAILY PROMPT SAGA 2

VOLUNTEER 

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Today I woke up with a skip in my step. Today I open up a soup kitchen for the less fortunate.  Today I VOLUNTEER my time and my  love to feed my community. Just a few short days ago I was the less  fortunate, I was the hungry and now thanks to my lottery winnings I can spread the love.

It is amazing the mountains you can move in just a short time when you have the money to move them. I just came from  the grocery store buying the essential food I need to make a spectacular stew for those that need to eat. My children are with me so they can see first hand what it is truly like to have nothing. Maybe it will humble them and open up their hearts to the love only one human can bestow upon another. The gift of kindness and giving back to one’s fellow man.

I made the stew and now people are pouring in and I relish in the grateful looks of the bedraggled children walking toward me bellies grumbling from starvation. My voice cracks as I hand a small blonde child not more than four a heaping bowl of soup and some french bread for her to sop it up with and say, “here you go sweetie.”

She gives me a nod and a dazzling smile erupts on her dirt encrusted face. I have to turn away so she doesn’t see the tears that have gathered in my eyes. I blink them back and continue doling out the stew until there is no more and everyone is sated.

Exhausted, but happy I will cherish today forever. The gift of giving to others is indescribable and I feel a lightness in my heart I haven’t felt in years.  I have no worry in this moment that the money will corrupt me. Only the love I have for mankind and the joy in the faces of those I have helped. As I walk out the door I am giddy at what tomorrow will bring…

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