I’m a normal man in so many ways. I’m never ordinary but what makes me unique isn’t worth envy.

My problems are so far beyond skin deep and poke through the surface all over; it’s all I can do to hide it from the world around me. I’m alone and probably always will be. I discover that giving to another is the only time I feel like I have a reason that can’t be denied or argued. This is a hole made of the bleak and the dark that I’m falling in and it’s such a slow descent that I may never reach the bottom.

But hovering just above seems to make me less deserving of sanity… My remorse is fading. My heart is wilting. My conscience requires a jump-start. My love and my pain are blending together in my memories. Memories I don’t want anymore. A life I can’t want anymore.

Right now we’re looking at a tie of 209 votes for and 209 votes against ObamaCare, with 13 undecided about tomorrows vote. 216 votes are needed to reject the bill, and rejecting the bill is the only option.

I won’t say that Ann Coulter’s idea of health care is perfect, but a free market system in health care, as it exists in every other consumer market, is the only real answer for our nations health care reform issues. Let the consumers do what they do best, keep what they want and discard the rest.

I’ve mailed my Representative, have you? Do so now before it’s too late. Thankfully the Texas District 24 Rep. Kenny Marchant isn’t a total moron on this issue and says he’ll vote no, but there are others who aren’t as well guided as he is. As I stated in my letters…

May God be with those who forget where the power really lies in America, because the People won’t be.

The 9/12 Project

I am a Ron Paul supporter and an inactive member of the Campaign for Liberty, thanks largely to such limited resources prohibiting being more active.

I watched the debates and complete wash-out of Dr. Paul’s presidential campaign a couple of years ago and grew to admire an idea that he pushed throughout his campaign—Audit The fed. It’s a situation only getting more out of hand each day as the Federal Reserve continues to devalue our already worthless currency by printing more and more to cover the extreme and reckless spending of the U.S. government.

At the time people didn’t know for certain how the spending habits of Washington would change once a new President was put in place; we didn’t know who would be President at that time. Most of us assumed race would not win the election alone, but alas our countrymen failed again. Since Obama took office we’ve seen that his idea of a change was more of the same, but instead of settling an old family score with Saddam, like Bush, he is trying to turn our health care system Communist.

It’s not that I don’t see the need for something to be done with our current version of health care, in fact I see that it is on its last leg if something doesn’t change soon. Throwing more money at it is not the answer though.

Medical treatment seems to have taken example from the electronics industry, you know, the one that has us all scrambling for bigger and better TVs, computers, cell phones, and God knows what else every few months. Our health care has been on a steady incline in pricing that’s leaving hard working Americans fighting to stay healthy without the need for doctors, because they’ll regret enjoying their freedom of lifestyle when the doctor’s bill comes in.

Our health care system has but one major problem to contend with, and while our elected officials are still ignoring the demands of the citizens to handle the problem directly, it is a simple problem to fix. Regulate health care costs and you ensure every American has the opportunity for what is a God given right—good health and ready treatment in the absence of good health.

The last thing we need is more spending, more encouragement for the health care industry to keep raising prices as if they were paying retail for their supplies and equipment. It’s time health care in America went wholesale to the public, not on the public dole. And it’s time that Obama realizes who is calling the shots here…We The People…

Jose Ortega y Gasset said it nicely…”Order is not pressure which is imposed on society from without, but an equilibrium which is set up from within.“

The balance in this country is way off and it has been for many, many years. The coming Congressional elections promises to be one the most interesting wake up calls for politicians in decades, but a promise of action is not enough. The people of this nation need to stand up and demand that our officials do our bidding as our Four Fathers intended.

The 9/12 Project isn’t perfect, like our great nation of freedom and liberties, but it’s a step in the right direction.

With that said, I cannot believe how securely proud I am of what Joseph Stack did, or more specifically for why he did it.

I firmly believe that had he done it any other way, that without the loss of life beyond his own, many of us wouldn’t even know who Joseph Stack is. And what’s more fitting is that his ultimate motive was inspired from dealings with the IRS over money—such a common theme that is developing anymore.

But what really has me puzzled is how I’ve only seen opinions from a handful of people that condemn him as a terrorist or murderer, compared to the hundreds already portraying him in a heroic light. Is this the act of irrefutable change that I have been waiting for? Perhaps.

The more times I read “God Bless Joseph Stack” from the people who share his burden just as I do, the more I have to believe that this could be the start to a revolution that might actually leave us better off as Americans.

While reading his suicide note, it’s hard not to get lost as he trails off into a fairly indirect description of his troubles and ultimately the cause of his actions. But I found myself wanting to support him before even finishing the first page.

I don’t know what else to say…he certainly isn’t the hero this country wants right now, but he may just be the hero we need.

I feel it coming down
I feel it all around
It’s not like I can go away
Not like I can forget the sound
But it penetrates me most
When I finally find some hope
When I take a look inside
And I find a reason why

I can’t seem to outlive it, my past, my self, these little fits
I’m amazed I ever made it this far
Filled with hate, my bitter scars, petulance flees my sour heart
It’s almost like I buried you, afraid I don’t know where to start

I feel it coming down
I feel it all around
It’s not like I can go away
Not like I can forget the sound
But it penetrates me most
When I finally find some hope
When I take a look inside
And I find a reason why

But then you say the hardest part, words that pierce right through my heart
Where you at, don’t leave me here, why aren’t you here
I fall away like I’ve lost it all, my tears run down my face
I feel it coming down, but I’m lost in the crowd

I feel it coming down
I feel it all around
It’s not like I can go away
Not like I can forget the sound
But it penetrates me most
When I finally find some hope
When I take a look inside
And I find a reason why

I feel it coming down
I feel it all around
I feel it coming down
I feel you all around

I feel it coming down
I feel it all around
It’s not like I can go away
Not like I can forget the sound
But it penetrates me most
When I finally find some hope
When I take a look inside
And I find a reason why

I feel you all around, I’m lost in the clouds, I feel you all around, I can feel you