Saturday, May 31, 2014

Status of Affairs in Felicia's life and this Country from the Spun Off Drift

Dear President Obama and Governor Snyder and Honorable Senators and Governors of all States in this Country of America:

Please forgive me for being a concerned citizen in this country who is still investigating herself this status of affairs that she finds herself in with no assistance by herself.

Anyway, a concern of mine is the overly aggressive nature of all foreigners who come from countries riddled with violence and death and see this behavior as a everyday norm. Unfortunately, they come equipped with bias, prejudice and hate for all Americans especially Black Americans and now I see it slowly alternating and changing and insidiously moving toward White Americans.

It is my duty to report this because White America is the only people who gave me a chance besides a few Black Americans...these are the only people who cared whether I lived or died. Forgive me, but I will report what I find out and see with my own eyes the sheer manipulation and deliberate tampering and goal is to defeat White America and take over. I know that I will not get a chance to live and nor will any of my family or friends that I am trying to keep safe from these paid savages. Now as I see it now it is coming down to Americans vs foreigners for survival and with even more blatant and open savagery aimed at Black Americans and the destruction of our young innocent women who are still chaste and too young to be sexually active. I have never seen so much hate that it rivals the heat waves in the air. When conflicts arise where the hidden culprit is a foreigner then we all have to watch out. Remove and kill and subjugate Black Americans to treatment that is detrimental in extremes to their ability to live, work, study and you have what...destroyed all of Black America who is one of the dominant factors in all manners of protection in this country as a second layer of defeat for all incoming threats...we cannot live without some form of respect, dignity, integrity and honor for I am black and this is the blood in my soul and flesh.

I have been the victim of intentional, premeditated crime and violation of my rights by being savagely sexually harassed with violence done to my person so I cannot find out along with others who did the crime. They claim they were paid and guess who has money to throw away wantonly with no regard is foreigners who pay no taxes at all and live better than any true American.

Who forged and built this country anyway? White Caucasians and Black Americans but who is profiting not our a. I would like this brought to all attention on this planet...I am really disappointed that I am hated...I did nothing to earn this animosity that I am receiving ... I just studied...all of this resentment and hate stems from foreigners who came here hating black people. A case of suspiciousness lies at Delta College of a young black male cut down in his life and who was too smart for his own good like me...I do not wish to follow his exit from this earth...so what a scholarship has been established and granted in his name all of his contributing potential has been cut to nothing...this school (Delta College)
is where people started attacking me. I am not willing to die because I put a lot of time in my school work. This is very scary if someone is resented and hated for having knowledge. What does it matter? I promised that I would put all my work on the internet to help the young people focus so that they can get through these classes.

I would like a report to reflect how free of encumbrance they are and how little worries they have and that they have no right to hound, sexually harass, physically intimidate and harass anyone in this country. A report is wanted to reflect their lack of contribution to this country and they need to be made to do so...why should they come here and get rich and take all of our assets, wonders and gifts from this still great country called United States of America. Further, because of this country's depressed state this method of dealing with them must end. They (foreigners) should begin to pay taxes, personal, real, income taxes, sales taxes if running a business and on real estate and come up with some monies to pay for school...we are denying our own countrymen and women and educating those who will never help this country once they have squeezed all the can from this nation. The majority leave after getting too much of our cache that is set up for American students for educating our citizens and foreigners give nothing back.

Propose reenactment of bill be revoked that deals with foreigners that take residency here while going to school and adjust where they do not soak up all the money for our own citizens to go to school and upgrade their trade skills. I suggest monies from the foreigner sector be cut down and moved over to educate self (who is all in need of education who are AMERICAN CITIZENS OF ALL SHADES). There is lots of racial tension between the cultures and resentment from Americans who are struggling hard to stay afloat whereas foreigners get to drive fancy cars, live in the best homes and live off the fat of the land and talk shit to everybody and about everybody.

Report of income that they generate during their entirety while in the United States and request that a subsidy of all be paid before leaving this country that they earned while using our assets and country to get rich. They should not be allowed to reap the harvest and contribute nothing but try to keep this country less than solvent and on the brink of destruction. I am still upset because a foreigner attacked me verbally and forced me off campus because they hate niggers and don't want them on any campus. I have been the victim of all kinds of verbal abuse at Saginaw Valley State University and only left because it affected me negatively and I was intimidated because they begin to lie and I can't fight all these people...no way. They destroyed my life with filth and lies they said about me. I would like to be respected and some restitution for this treatment and hope by doing this other black students will be safe as well. Everybody knows who I am...Honorable Senators, President of United States and all Honorable Governors and this behavior towards me is being emulated and causing young people to kill themselves. Another concern of mine is the attack of men (various races) towards a black man to rape him and destroy him...I hate this above anything in the world and want them punished for this foul shit. He cannot be a man anymore...he is nothing but something suppressed, oppressed and a sex slave with no care or respect for himself or initiative to do anything and will eventually kill himself.

I STILL CARE BUT I AM UPSET AND ANGRY for they are using this filth they put out on me to steal my possessions, kill my children and continue to hurt me and the father of the children.


By Felicia McCaw
CARING, INTIMIDATED BUT STIL TRYING TO HELP!

Saturday, May 24, 2014

A Tragic Turn of Events that Twist the Screw


Can a person live again. I am through for the lives are plenty and the leaders are indeed are astute for grace is not me as I see it the great behovah is lost as well as its mercy, dignity, honesty and love of another.

Cursed is all that curse me and all that killed my children and my soul will dies as well so sath the lord who is good and merciful. Protect it not will I for care for me is not as a person of color, African or whatever there is nothing to save for this country is angry at all who exceed what their supposed value is to be in this land. They have turned a nation against a nation and have cut my soul from me so I cannot be who I was for a woman’s mean whim to be perfect and the desire for all me. I am nothing. I am nothing. I am nothing. I am nothing.

Too bad the mockingbird song ends soon for they help me not but assist the murdering hand that follow step step step step step. They taunt then deny then deny whatever I was…I am nothing now isn’t that special for school I exceed too much and the complaint they can’t keep up. They have lowered themselves so far that exacerbating and removal of wind is what they have done. They know they know they have the advantage of many against the one and how they crow and how they crow over over and over we have won we have we have won and know there is a smell that nauseates the soul of me that I cannot stomach the indictment of mind in torment to follow the fair aroma that teases and drives me mad in motion after motion it leaves me with no thought that true death is dearest to me of all if my love is kept for me…I will love none but die each day for they have slayed me these evil creatures that call themselves same as me.

Dead am I … dead am I … pursued, tracked, stalked by one and all who finds amusement to descend someone of good nature to levels of total torment who could not compete mentally but resorted to butchery then proclaim to world I have indeed conquered my greatest foe. Physical assault after assault this person is dead unless someone cares if no one cares then we all die one after another from this person of little thought or care but for himself who is nothing but a pretender of corruption that pollutes the young and youth to kill the future through and through and ensure no tomorrow. Indeed I am dead for I am mindless to think that some as they could possibly be humane or human enough to come and converse with someone like me of too elevated thought. I am indeed a fool and the jest is on me for there is none like me … is there…is there anyone like me who still loves the Lord and his people but feels that tomorrow is the end for the very foulest of this act is unpardonable in any deity’s eye and will.

Once a person of respect and now nothing for the people of lust and money have killed me…a fool to dream good things for others and now I am nothing but a façade of mockery for them to he haw he haw he haw while their thought recess farther and farther from reach.

These people of descent have executed my children for a person of no worth a true color of no perception and this is not a life but a mission to see who else this posse hunting band run amuck amuck driven wild by the scent of blood that it will turn vicious swift on any unknowingly unsuspecting living creature. Rejoicing wildly with loudness they exclaim no one for me for they befoul the person with their own errant calling and now they are who they tried to proclaim me as but they have hurt me for the calling and continuance of their place to save self they have but they will not last the night if my demise comes swift and my health continues to fail me. I have no thoughts but to say that whatever a man wishes another will come upon his self in so many spades that even a tree says I hear not, see not, care not for I cannot be you and never wish to be so.

By

Felicia McCaw

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Butterfly’s Ball

Inspired by The Butterfly’s Ball written by William Roscoe located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)

Letea looked around at faces of woebegone saying this is my first ball. Why can’t I go?

Father’s face weathered with stress and work looked at mother’s face filled with love and protective concern said with firmness of knowledge hard worn said “no”.

Tears of huge moons filled eyes of soft dreamy spacey brown saying why? Why? Why?

Mother repeated with look of contentment knowing Letea would understand and thank her later and told her to go to bed swift.

Small shoulders drooping with disappointment drug feet of sad upstairs of steep to close curtain of world of cruel outside far and wide

Listening to crickets sing songs of masquerade she looked at ceilings of bland and let her imagination fly her to place that none could go

Twinkling stars appeared in eyes of sweetness saw herself in gown of unearthly white of gossamer spidery blue at stairs of heaven’s door

Down below all watched her glide glide down each ivory enameled stair trimmed with laces of etch to her dream of sweet nature sad with look of joy restrained

Hooking arm of misery gone she smiled smiled cascading sunshine that defied time of rainbows of richness of thought of carmel kisses to follow

Watching at the sidelines was Crusoe, Roscoe, Flash, Grenade, Emerald, Makeel, Milla, Quirky, Wizard, Zapper, Diamond, Saphire, Magneta, Flash, Grenade Fire, Jasper, Jordan, Maleel, Majesto, Presna, Sumay, Jade Sudan from afar and near

Smiling, clapping with joy unrestrained yelling we are so happy was Little Zap, Little Jazzy, Renae, Sandy, Butch, Smiley, Snippet, Talsna, Telia, the Inspiration singing, Trinket, with echoes of harmony was The Trio Great, Vetoioa and William flying on wings of back of great fowl watching with awe

Grabbing form of full he whirled her around around around in arms of soft sweet emotion of song humming I love you with each swirl of psychedelic colors raining petals of rose, pink and white on forms of unbelievable beauty of effortless glide

Dance after dance they moved across floor of smooth cascading tears of happy lost immersed in eyes of brown lowered concealed

Finally after dances sequential of eight they took their rest on a swan’s back of pure white honesty that took the lovers on a ride of discreet mystery

Leaning back in arms of strong Letea looked at him with eyes of lowered peeps of question question question as blush after blush rained sweet kisses of heat on cheekbones of fresh dew

Grasping hand of hard she kissed palm to show her love of devotion true never to leave or be given to another suitor of new

Curling in arms of content was Lily of Adventure looking at him with curious adoring looks as she snuggled with purring adulation of being stroked stroked stroked as she began to nap

Greeting them in traveling trains was butterflies of so many that defy the eye to invite to ball of special magic where Harlequins danced danced pranced and began the masquerade of allure, romance and seductive night signaled the start of true adventure to start

Descending with grace of dainty quiet steps she curled her head in chest of hard smiling with content to be among the fairies the glow worm who lighted the sky as azure black rescinded until a petal pink mixed with lightest of purple down that smiled cascaded

Holding mask of white feathers coasted trimmed with green eyes of peacock mystery she and him stepped into dance the minuet ochato one to five percussions five

Keeping pace and step she watched with eyes of sweet love as he threw his head back to laugh with pleased respect as he watched tiny feet caress his as she laughed lovingly keeping step to step

Hearing a Conchone Shell blown on winds of enveloping thunder and purple lighting they returned home on swan of destiny, married and lived happily.

By Felicia McCaw

Bajou the Unique

Eyes of huge black curiosity look within and out.

Standing tall, dark and mixture of his father and mother he shined handsome and slim.

Observant shrewd financial he keeps his own name his self.

Watchful careful he love his parents all to self and siblings true.

Godly and wise he portray all learned taught by father, uncles, brothers, sisters and cousins.

Expectant ready he watched with skeptical analysis of possible deduction as we all portray easily the path led.

Resolute he stand on stance if none convince of evidence clear he withstand with God’s shelter.

Sharp keen he watch watch the interactive play of emotions from face to face with inner smile of amusement same as she.

Cynical yet compassionate he realized the harsh realities of life and relay the judgment fair.

Pragmatic sensible he acknowledged the truth relayed in all as the basis of all of God’s law.

A man of peace, justice, fairness, strictness and level as the woven tapestry of the Lord’s spun word is he.

By Felicia McCaw

A Child’s Tears

Requested by Paul McCallum reflecting his love and compassion for man and child.

Sobering thoughts fill the mind as look of remembrance bring forth care and love.

Murmuring in the soul look without questioning how can I heal a child’s tears.

Heart to heart I see the pain in the eyes of one so young that my soul reaches out to God in prayer.

Humbling thoughts fill my mind as big eyes of trust look upon me with hero worship of the life I saved.

Gently wiping each flowing emotion filled tear I curved arms of protective warmth around small shoulders of frail.

Love, honor, dignity and offended pride that one so young would be devastatingly hurt in this fashion fly to me in waves of righteous anger.

Sadness fills my soul for I would fight dragons to give the twinkle of innocence back in eyes of knowledge learned of world’s cruelty.

Reaching out and networking with empathy of the world’s troubled state is he the beaten down valor of a champion of a little’s one heart.

Compassion for the child’s hurt and his and her echo echo echo from land to land country to country for we are the ones who love you dear.

Knowing barrier to barrier he find search for a strong caring compassionate man and woman as he and his wife to love, nurture, protect and mentor them as his self and wife would.

Gracious Lord we pray each day for those like them to help always any child that cry please help me please help me for Felicia’s loves you best of all God’s creation as high as her regard for God’s little ones.

By Felicia McCaw

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

A World of Stage is a Podium filled with Fools

A day of perspicuity was indeed the misfortune of all and her alone she travel paths to see plight of many reflecting on the openness and willingness to change channel channel by channel a true call to be venal reflects the shadow concealed in form.

Intrinsic extrinsic she watched with incredulity the stark awareness of illiteracy rampant wide with shame shame and clear recalcitrant to be not the same.

Remembering protocol as a reflection of lack etiquette and sheer mass lack of good will is the deliberate effort to conceal a troubling shadow of covet, malice, hate.

Dissemble dissemble we are yesterday strong as today although vindictive is our nature reflect the way of people not formed is it or not found she.

Questioning questioning she watched sanguine replete in thought of hope for lethargic apathetic feelings of rebellion against peremptory demands with pleas to understand restrictions and fairness prevail.

Temporizing watchful is a play afoot that enthrall the mind, eye of an analytic soul that quest pleads for more more of such devious hidden acts of jesters evoked.

Invoke she the hidden call of such action that continue continue unceasingly to hide opposite of perspicuity.

Being determined to stay the same is requesting venial evermore for the ready sharp tongue that retaliate with sharpness of adder’s thrust of crescendo’s levels that defy naïve in every proscenium that abound in plenary.

Using sedition as a point to stand against all she weather the storm and watched pattern of démarche to march within when factious ripples rip apart peace of racial harmony.

Convoking all view trust none she exclaimed not me not self not none she implored be polemic polemic in fight for right vs wrong.

Inextricably bound with scandal sought naught she expressly irretrievably fought as if truly derelict with complacent smile of surety none better than she at acts of battle with verbal sparring for burn fervidly with righteous fire outrage of reprehensibly done deeds of acts of verbal, physical attacks done against her en route to relaxation.

What was verboten is now a reflection of a people of too common to imagine same as if a maelstrom removed any commancy but indeed attempted a coup de grâce rendezvous with every visit.

Parody parody after parody she unveiled a mocking mocking until surely death linger at door door cause diatribe, bilateral, tri-lateral, multi-lateral, unicameral invoking others to ingratiate with foul obtrusiveness until over ran with defense against lies foil of aphorism denied denied because consensus never achieved due to accurate schism of races all.

Be us all a product of chimera with herculean effort we docile and acknowledge the epitome a look of dour resignation to accept the sophisticated, unsophisticated yodels of country, city, rural, suburban of same stale stale accusations agreed upon by the minds of lead astray be aberrant thoughts of flimflam to have us all kow tow and drink imaginary prosits to our success in our less than circumspect wish for demise for person who is opposite of disingenuous and resents irruption of life and subjected to obloquy but instead of quandary reveal all to imbroglio.

Living in a house not cabana but obtrusive chicanery duplicity is the represented concealed but covenant to conceal the weird oblation and drinks of held libation to not exercise but perform desecration and offend dogmas and objectable heresy to all Christians alike.

Conclaves held constantly throwing her assets across the floor like Jesus’s life they plot plot each time she pray. Believing in the God the true omniscience and Torah the most sacred Books of God she plea plea against the agnostic and atheist be held afar afar without cants or but with plentiful invocations and confirming the rejection of apostasy.

Not a proselyte she exclaim exclaim but a true believer with heart, soul, mind with icons of faith believed and remind of God’s word strength.

Knowing the hierarchy of God the Father, Son, Holy Ghost she practice no homily but respect all manners sacerdotal to retain and enforce the presence love that God professes and fulfills true.

Exhorting God and wishing to honor and acknowledge him as apotheosis of her life, mind, soul she loves the didactic that practice the stern but true love of that God prevails worldwide.

Celibacy as God relayed Jesus as true way of his love became her as well to keep away spurious people of not contrite who bode and stalk with intent of piscatorial and on safari to mulct desires dreams of continued laconic for her moods are mercurial, volatile and words rivers of perennial with climactic criterions that bring forth inexorable obviate the persecution the so-called sins of a replica debonair who existed prior to antediluvian and nebulous in intent deeds function slow and yet not keen.

Trepidation not elegiac because jocund is the way of wit of a many who knows not that the sententious slanted twisted humor prevails and rejects it from self and propels it as if a fractious mule of deranged capricious nature that bemoans the fate of desuetude mind, soul. Physical lack of work is the pitiful of the mass whose slow to choleric is indeed languorous not disconsolate and refuses to repine for to bridle is a fool’s errand is it not that the clueless are a parody again and should be wallowing in the pity of lugubrious of spirit but still so slow that ephemeral theory of the so-called insult is a worthless picayune.

Is it possible this frenetic is berserk and equable in tactics and realizes not the saturnine look and grimace delivered is plethora with inner rage that anomalous behavior of unexpected is indeed their vehicle to being ambulatory but without perspicacity to fight or turn a coup d’état for the very feebleness of attack that drives mindless to exclaim how titillating that slander of the most raffish runs fast loose out mouths of unknown but claim authority and knowledge that I must impeach this stentorian for he and she is adamant and vibrant in this quest of destruction for expressly incontrovertibly they know that a mind of theirs is flawless in its dexterously, meticulous thrust of old stale useless assertions, claims left by a person of not the most ecstatic and delectable soul of pure honest breed.

Human decency has indeed left its atavistic mark on all that does not temporize or extemporize or grant the right to autonomy for we have usurped all rights have we not based on the whims of a profligate who once claimed heritage to what sachem or something of that nature. Instead of convoking spontaneously it instead brought demarcate and afflective oligarchy and attack of plutocracy who’s very sedition is espionage when all debase and descend protocol into the very lowest level and spearheaded by tripartite they juggle juggle the junta and fiat with smug complacently for the win is assured when it is one and not many they promulgate and consider themselves incomparable, irreproachable, perfection, flawless with thoughts of the highest level as noted by their level of attack.

This is not Russia the Ukase has no standing as a right of dictatorship due to this being a democracy but naïve vista has always been the same embedded young and regarded as not a malediction but a pert trait of nature of course attractive if you are a desperado looking for a last meal or an anglophile who is obsessively poignant and a known bruit who is riddled with an esoteric group who withdraws and draws his aegis as he attempts to be heinous and puerile at the same time.

Being in a class of segment reconnaissance they have no calligraphy but is accompanied by prodigal and a true extreme philologist that is reflected in the elemental agreement of a one brain cell (shared) to attack en masse reflects true military genius and the epitome and correctness of assertions, lies, and physical attack and indeed say this country is correct, proud and truthful and all therein to restrict such sad behavior if found a wanting and deceit. It would never bring on a sickness that is the very twin of mal de mer and bring forth disgust so rich that it is a geyser of devouring of sad remains of human refuse that repel the minds as if a geyser turned on full thrust and brimming full of braggadocio that is so old that patina is like the Wizard of Oz’s yellow brick road just follow and you can be straw man and make an anchorite rejoice for celibacy for the close of air is not a good jest to know for he knows relief in river of rampant thanks.

Far be for me to realize that the old doughty is not the same as yesterday for all they have is sleazy poor legs to stand upon who struggle with desperation for attention now trying to look natty after years of oblivion and a sexual outlook of harried for no one could possible be ebullient that all this done for one obsessed myopic who’s thought of superiority ingrained used tactics of shanghai to create wild levels of pandermonium and go peregrination with the same consoling thought that everyone they hate is benighted due to slurs, slander that a racist throws out in constant a nature.

Ensconce in their levels of atheist rites, marches, attacks against someone who believes there is no epilogue for surely this person laughs at the free amusement as their entourage arrives as prompt as a martinet who would never ride a palfrey for the look of feminity that is stigma attached and disseminate by word to emit or apprise by written but we never truly explicate but we will continue to declaim her for we are all perfect and do no wrong, etc. and we exhort all to follow our dictates and treat her bad with so-called accurate darts of insults that are their own claim as they articulate and reiterate the right to speak opposite of discourse with flawed layers of colloquy of such sad redundant staleness that any reasonable, logical, intelligent person realizes that a flaw is a deadly wrong clue.

To maunder low level of parlance while trying to verbally and physically excoriate someone by assault of foul allegations after allegation without using circumlocution but to fulminate and claim they meant to say with correct right to equivocate but instead bray they are just a bag of stale hot air that are magniloquent pariahs who consumes correct appropriate decorum and has the urbanity of Don Juan.

Never a prepossessing lot anyway they use maladroit as a hatchet to speak in contempt of one of more concise who is a stickler for propriety and sheer continence who does not like a fake of gregarious nature who peccadillo is obvious as a thorn that appears in fosterage of any size.

Savoir-Faire ran away for the lack of comity is a reflective joke that amuse her to propitiate for each punctilio or supposed insult or thrust is blandishment of a cuisine only Cruel the Connoisseur finds it worthy to also be a raconteur at the same time for lost progeny are also the same of victim of foul person who performed fratricide is her thought of chortle and cliché that all time resolves all. Beat down by a termagant whose prognosticate abilities astound conviviality who has her little group of coterie to ape her verbally, physically and mentally we all suffer her a bedizen whore peddling her wares from casino to casino and we know where the tutelage came from don’t we?

We know it was not from the scion who proclaims the prestigious impeccable lineage that is reflective of either the patriarchal or matriarch leadership or representation that rules but despite that is it indeed hard to fathom that a maudlin monogamist could possibly be content with being in a conjugal and uxorious state of bliss or be filial devoted to his progeny even if not congenital who was once seen as moppet and now a product of nepotism even if the patronymic cognomen differs the consanguinity is legitimate as a testator even if of an avuncular nature.

Many appear as mountebanks with veneers of gossamer whose battle was pyrrhic of deceptive nature as a vandal whose reward was of a pittance and of rigmarole whose cease not and reflect the role of poltroon and outrageous rodomontade of patricious pats on shoulders of wide by self alone. Climatic deploys seasoned with arrows of attrition with hope to capitulate surrender until lower levels of bathos that cause any tongue to stumble with solecism with no rest or cicerone to feint or sortie with no logistics for forays of incursion to debouch without defection and yet retain probity of a nature not supported but internecine of salvo that effetes the strongest conscript and reconnoiter.

Causing insurgent waves by either a mirror image of a howitzer disguised as a cadre with ordnance at reach in hands of play with bastion within bivouac of staid gargantuan that defies ability to be malleable in the eye of misfeasance for no quixotic valorous deeds or excessive acts of Thespian histrionics will play overture and lead to dissonance that cause motif of a world podium to find the culpable to perpetrate mendacity against a pragmatic imperturbable soul whose nature is parsimonious and taciturn against those who belies the acts of a true misogynist.

Further lies that a misanthrope is indeed a craven idol that worships his own self with dubious thoughts being unctuous and has no reprieve from being splenetic. Mayhem to pilfer, bilk, indict to hide malefaction that defies laws for some to incarcerate miscreants for depredation is allowable for some whose soul is corrupt with peculation of a larcenous penology that uses a garrote to silence the cries against wrong of heart, mind, soul, flesh that absconds a slightly differing curmudgeon who clamors for retribution using improvisation of dulcet aria, opus madrigal, fugue and antiphonal by self and cheated, threatened by an extortionist who craves to live a life of a sybarite and iconoclastic unbeliever.

Defalcation of choreography for a chance of a mime of abnegation is not a reality for they know they are best of best and has the skill and hanker of a true protean of maverick proportion and Titan allowed to live amongst us mere pitiful mortals. Arabesque of rococo is indeed the impresario of desperation by youth, median, old alike.

By Felicia McCaw
(In Between Semesters)
Project take all words and incorporate in
written mini thesis and relay to world for
Input.
The Reader’s Digest
@ 1966 The Readers Digest Association, Inc.
United States of America
21 Days to a Bigger and Better Vocabulary.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Imani and Pink Tinsel, Green Tinsel Go to Mars, Pluto and Jupiter

Jumping Cruiser of purple crested with moon stars suns and radio of channels all they cruised from orbit of earth sun moon

Watching from window of oval dome Imani, Pink Tinsel and Green Tinsel looked at the ozone circling the earth noting digital changes in fluctuation

Putting on the anti-gravity button they played ping pong with no thought of time fleeting

Grinning laughing they chased balls of yellow feathery fluff that tickled the air as it called out “Get me if you can” “Get me if you can”

Game they called out when they caught the ball and fluffed the hair of plenty as they bubbled with joy

Realigning in a circle they charged laughter streaking colors through the air as they eluded swings of glorious air

Calling out loud firm Mainframe announced first stop Mars arrives in the veriest of seconds to one

Pink Tinsel, Green Tinsel fought over leadership first to teach Imani the exploration of Mars crater to search for particles of ion elements of ore refined

Dressed equipped in suits of psychedelic colors of shimmering that allowed invisibility Green Tinsel led with Pink Tinsel and Imani following with gleams of anticipatory lights in eyes of sharp

Descending with weighted boots of light heavy they landed on surface signaling to trace land the sample in retractable carrier

Gasping with delight Imani exclaimed I found gold gold gold turning it over over as the Geiger read the mineral content in the sample of chipped graterial surface rock

Running to Imani’s side Pink Tinsel and Green said lets collect twenty samples and stake our claim and lets hop next to Pluto rising on the horizon near

Arising upward in cruiser with speed of light they arrived at Pluto penetrating gaseous atmosphere and with laser beam of shield ship all they blasted a segment of half a mile to land and explore fully wide

Changing in gear of reflective wear to repel gaseous flashing changes Imani claimed position first grabbing collective bay to hold oxygenic life of adaptive format check

Supervised closely by Pink Tinsel and Green Tinsel Imani laughed as a portion of live titanium of plutonium landed after extraction of pressure little

Collecting one ton accelerated and decreased to one pound Imani, Pink Tinsel and Green Tinsel left and proceeded posthaste to the last destination to gather surface ingratio from Jupiter

Landing on extension Plateau Pink Tinsel, Green Tinsel and Imani extended telescopic surface tester to withdraw surface methane and install in tanks of four and left to return home

Grasping hands they went to lab of creative four and compiled a crystallis of time to allow travel through time to be ventured and explored later

After completion Imani said she had to go home her mom called and requested her presence fast. Hugging each other Imani, Pink Tinsel and Green Tinsel left separately with Mainframe announcing each arrival at home with expedient speed safe quick

By

Felicia McCaw


Debutante's Honor and Necessity to be Beheld

A Need and Necessity and Understanding of Conduct to be A Debutante

An honorable woman will never lower the sanctity of her honor to the lowest common of thoughts. She will never discuss any inappropriate matter to anyone in a public place or act the lowest of wantons by displays of vulgarity and cause irreparable harm to her honor or her family’s honor.

She is a debutante of irreproachable spirit, pride, honor and integrity of spirit. Please allow your beautiful daughters to read, acknowledge and live the dream of a debutante and groom them to know what it means to care for others and be a selfless person who puts others before self. As a debutante they will be taught all educational subjects, language and spiracle thoughts of literature, mathematical logic that relate beyond the mathematical field of math.

SPEECH FOR PRESIDENT OBAMA - 4-21-11

To: President Barack Obama
From: Felicia McCaw

April 21, 2011

Speech
I would like to presume to do a speech for President Obama
I have always admired Dr. Martin Luther King he was a very unique individual who foresaw all the up and downs that we as a people and human beings go through. He was a man of peace and he was man that wanted to unite all of us in our quest to make this country great. He wanted to see the United
States of America be the great nation that it has been and that it will be and that it continues to be. Although we are going through some trying situations and hardships aplenty for a lot of people in this country this country is still a great nation it is a nation amongst others and we all are in the process of fulfilling our destiny of trying to evolve people forward.
What the goal of this country is to see the educational level evolve to a higher level and what we want to do is educate the people and see the magnificence of this country come forward. We want to bring forth the unique abilities that are buried in people old and young - young and old. We want to see this country stand amongst one of other countries in equal standing. Although this country is relatively young and is relatively like a small child compared to other countries that are older and more established we still want to be a contender in our educational level – we still want to educate our people. If you are a youngster out there and you are feeling left out and you are feeling that no one cares. We want to tell you that someone does care about you and someone wishes for your educational levels to be moved up and evolved so you can stay in this new technology that is fastly moving forward.
As an American Citizen we want you to educate your children and work with your children and encourage them with all your might to seek the education that is available to them. I don’t care how you do it but educate your children take some time and what I always like to say “quality time” and put forth this effort in your children and teach them standards and morals so this country can stay great. Right now I see regression in the educational levels of children and without your children to bring this nation back to its great standing we don’t have anything. If you don’t unite your children and focus on keeping this country great this mighty nation as we see the United States of America will regress into nothingness and I want to know your opinion. Can this country stay great? Can we bring the multi-racial levels of the unique people that is in this country forward? Can we bring them to unite themselves to put aside this racism that we all hold in somewhat…we all have some kind of racism installed in us …deep down seeded in us. Unfortunately, it is probably never going to change there is always going to be levels of uncomfortableness between the races but it doesn’t mean that we cannot unite and work together and bring this country back to its great standing.
As the President of the United States it is an honor to be the first black or as you say you can refer to me as the first African American President of the United States. It has been a pleasure and honor and I am greatly pleased by the unique abilities of my staff to assist me and what we want for this country is the best for all and that is to unite the cultures and not to bring racism that will break us apart.

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We want to respect one and all as people. Not treat one or another person as nothing. We want to bring forth the goodness that is buried deep within us and put aside this racism and see this country become great. Because inside every race there is unique qualities …there is unique qualities that we need to touch upon and we need to merge together and bring out the best in all to represent each race and if we can do this we have a truly unique country and I will always treasure this moment as well as my people that I am representing treasure this moment. That you have given me the honor and you have dignified me and my race and I am representing everyone and hopefully you appreciate me for making this stand because it is not easy, it is very difficult but it is an honor never the less and it’s a challenge and with God before me ..in back of me …on the side of me left and right I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. I can do this and if everyone will stand by me and if you have some ideas, I am open to input, I am open to whatever it takes to bring a positive factor to this country. I just wanted to say I thank you so much for the honor to represent this country and my race and I am putting forth a motion for all black people…I know we have been a divided race but the goal here is to unite, respect all, respect them as you would have them respect you and give them the dignity that you wish relayed to you, the courtesy that you want given to you and always remember whatever input you bring to this table affects all and if you can have something positive to bring to set this country back in motion bring it forth and let’s try to get rid of this recession. Further other countries are suffering worst than this country so I think with a united pull of the United States and all within we can do this.
I want to say thank you this is President Obama it has been a pleasure, it has always been a pleasure or I never would have ran and I am glad and pleased that you have elected me and I thank you for the bottom of my heart. Have a good day!

By Felicia McCaw
Saginaw, Michigan


SPEECH FOR PRESIDENT OBAMA - 12-17-12

To: President Obama
From: Felicia McCaw
Date: December 17, 2012
I would like to presume to give a segment that I thought you might want to use.
Hello, I, President Obama, would like to say that the dream is still alive and it is a living vessel of life for every nationality on this planet.

I feel compelled to say that I am honored once again to be selected to serve as the president of this country again for my second term. That I see and hear the plight of all people in this nation and others and would like you to know that I am here as your humble servant to be the hand you need to help keep prevailing peace, dignity and uppermost honor for all in this country of greatness. We as a nation are not down but are still evolving and changing with our young coming forth to right the wrongs for tomorrow.

Our youth, let me repeat are our life blood, our heart, our soul and the very blessing of this great nation. I just want to say that I love everyone of you as my own and want you to strive forward through all trouble, pain, sorrow, confusion, misery, degradation and challenge all comers who say you are not fit to serve this great nation.

I feel compelled to say I can’t emphasize the need to train, educate and nurture every single child on this planet because they are our blessing from the Lord and to please don’t teach them wrong but discipline them fairly and keep them first and uppermost in your heart and concern.

I would like everyone who is a youth to understand that God loves a trouble child the most and press on. If I could I would love and house all the troubled, abused and unloved children in the world and educate them to bring their insight and greatness to stand for this nation.

My part as your president is to endeavor to fight for all and concede no defeat and serve the people and this nation. Your part as a part of this nation is to raise your hand and voice to relay your thoughts and plans to help protect this country and all therein. To acknowledge that we all have failings and learn to bypass judgmental thoughts and say I am as great as this nation and all people are a good measure in God’s sight. Remember you are the people this country and without you this country is nothing. Bring all that you have to show that you believe like me that this country I serve is the blood of my life and that I will accede to working and prevailing to ask God to bless this nation and all therein with the proud patriotic stance “United We Stand for The Might , Grace and Proudness of Us All”.


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Shomari and the Quest

Brado Brado Brado chased the Lions around around in grass of long treachery deep

Roaring loud loud they screamed their rage at disturb of peace and rest

Teeth flashing large white in face of pure adulated smug Shomari watched their race and chase prey after prey

Grasping the chieftains' hands in asoleme greeting he relayed name of whom

Greeting each with respect he relayed his Auntee sent him on mission far responsible of parley parley of land purchase seek her soon

Traveling far in heat of sweltering rays of mesmerizing they rode in jeep of protect protect on safari safari safari

God’s precious little ones smiled smiled smiled at Shomari once young and small now grown tall wise in the Lord’s Truth

Traveling from village to village he greeted each Swarmi with accordance of respect taught he

Days days days melted in weeks weeks weeks he rested after days of photography photography hobby with his mentor who travel with him long and young

Clasping hands of appreciation deep he left with mentor and rejoined Auntee and all to leave leave leave return they home from trip of extraordinary wild

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Felicia McCaw

Imani and the Butterfly

Tinkle Tinkle Tinkle the rain dew allowed a sparkle of sun to flare and shine little rainbows around around around

Imani ran happily in fields of flowers of colors listening to them sing her name Imani Imani Imani Imani

Smiles of happy cascading from her face like candy canes running jumping with glee glee glee glee

Imani ran ran ran chasing the dancing butterflies of wings of feathery exquisite delicacy saying I love I love I love I love

They turned watching her with eyes of sweet caress kissing her cheeks with soft whispers saying we love we love we love we love over over over

One butterfly whose name was Trinket trimmed with sweet sparkles and orange landed on shoulder of slim saying I go where you go I go where you go

Exploring wide and far the books of treasure stored within Imani and Trinket read read read and immersed themselves within each traveling with mind leaping zones through adventure adventure adventure adventure

Leaping from book to book they smiled giggled we are having the greatest time aren’t we Imani asked Trinket

Trinket said yeah yeah yeah I never thought we could travel so far and go clean through each book so fast and wonderful you’re magic Imani

Imani said no you are magic Trinket let’s take a rest and then go again tomorrow in another book of treasure adventure

By

Felicia McCaw