House Republicans on Monday released their plan to repeal and replace the ACA. The biggest challenge for the administration is to get the GOP aligned with some of the features that support the right direction and still keep them in line when certain aspects of the plan are "redlined." At this point no plan is going to be perfect—however, certain aspects of the plan are moving in the right direction. No one's going to get “everything” they want. The idea is to get enough corrected so that--over time--we can salvage a financially appropriate percentage of loss. Insurances don't lose, so thinking we can broker a deal where an insurance is going to lose money in the long run is immature. I don't agree with public insurance of any kind. Privatization is much more American than any health care plan that will be drawn up, but I am of the belief that that ship has sailed. FDR ensured an entitlement state and, if there was any doubt that a “welfare mentality” and an “entitlement system” had been created, LBJ blew that to hell with his so-called utopian minded “Great Society.” As cold hearted as this will sound (I’m as compassionate as LBJ) I believe people who can do for themselves must do so, even to the endurance of great pain, and those who cannot do for themselves must be cared for by the state. This sort of thinking is what is necessary if we are to stop the financial hemorrhaging the Republic is going through. It won’t happen. Because of the cultural shift caused by our acceptance of leftism, cosmopolitanism, multi-culturalism, and all the other flawed ideologies of those who wish to restructure a society absent of all the perceived ills their warped, liberal view deduces, our Republic is no longer capable of thinking along the lines of Free People. Thus, our Republic is forced to suffer through more incremental “political and economic surgeries” before we can even begin to go about the hard business of ridding ourselves of such evil, half-baked, flawed systems which were introduced into our fabric by FDR, LBJ, and expanded upon by the modern leftists of today. There are no perfect societies. There are no heavens on physical earth. These perfect places exist only in the spiritual realm, governed by higher, wiser minds then those which occupy the physical realm. If the leftist demand we remove all spiritual faiths and concepts from our government—their attack on Christianity being their focus—then why do they then demand that a morality based on their warped spiritual conceptions be adopted by our consciousness? It is absurd to believe our government should be the source that insures every Citizen in the Republic. Yet, this is the dilemma we are faced with. The leftists will not easily relinquish their perverted gains, which they believe are a betterment to society. This leaves little choice but to force us to engage in a political, economic war the likes that should have been fought for the past one hundred and fifty years. We must not grow weary of the fight. The Ideological War is just beginning. We must be strong—for the good of the Republic. Or it will die. Publius http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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Why Did Roma build the Colosseum? It was not to watch men die, although in parts of the human mind savagery is its prerequisite. Roma built the Colosseum, originally known as the Flavian Amphitheatre, to capture the revelation of greatness in a snapshot of competition. Thereby, to allow the People of a mighty Republic/Empire to observe the image of a champion. Roma was a place where greatness resided. The test of the Colosseum was to impart that level of greatness to another people, to the lowest of these—the common man; worse yet, the criminal mind. It is great to behold the spectacle of greatness and contemplate its accomplishment. For within us there must exist a spark of greatness to even regard its existence, moreover, even a mightier vision to contemplate the arduous journey and powerful effort to accomplish its destiny, its providence. When I looked up Merriam-Webster’s definition of greatness, even its glossary struggled to define its quintessence. It wasn’t until I reached the third suggestion where I found a meaning worth its weight and substance. remarkable in magnitude, degree, or effectiveness It wasn’t until the fifth offering where I found the next closest paradigm of the meaning. eminent, distinguished, chief or preeminent over others The next reference I could accept as having semblance to the meaning of greatness came in Webster’s ninth submission. markedly superior in character or quality; especially: noble I determine Merriam-Webster’s glossary was exhausting its ability to define such a magnificent aspiration, but I found one more recommendation. remarkably skilled <great at tennis> b : marked by enthusiasm : keen These descriptions offer some clarity into the meaning of greatness, but pale in comparison to what the soul feels when it recognizes greatness. The Republic of the United States of America built their replicas of the Colosseum for the same reason ancient Roma did—to seek, within the confines of competition, phantasmagorias of greatness. To dare to gaze into the soul of the competitor and fully examine the full capacity of what is essential to gain victory. Last night, in the face of a fierce competitor, pummeled to a near pulp by a tenacious, constant rush that produced many knock downs, endless pressure, and five brutal sacks, a player reached into his heart and dared to contemplate the achievement of greatness. By daring to imagine the attainment of such glory he inspired his team to accomplish the impossible. By his team accomplishing the impossible, the immensity of the heart of the United States of America was once more revealed. What Tom Brady and his intrepid assembly of players accomplished in Super Bowl 51 demonstrates how a dream, a hope, can become reality. When the Patriots were behind by 25 points, I saw defeat in Tom Brady’s eyes. But deeper than the defeat, I saw defiance. Defiance against age, defiance against circumstances, insolence in the face of defeat, rebellion in contradiction of fact. The essence of my faith and the central reason my father—and his father(s) before him—envisioned a path and a life within the fabric of the United States relied on the dream of greatness and the conviction that they could attain it. It was this dream of greatness—this hope for a better tomorrow—that I witnessed on the field at Houston’s NRG Stadium, a modern Colosseum of incredible dimension. It is the defiant human soul struggling against a vicious demise who, with the inspiration of the unconquerable spirit, dares not only to dream of greatness—but sets out to accomplish it. [caption id="attachment_1653" align="alignnone" width="700"] HOUSTON, TX - FEBRUARY 05: Dont'a Hightower #54 of the New England Patriots forces a fumble from Matt Ryan #2 of the Atlanta Falcons during the fourth quarter during Super Bowl 51 at NRG Stadium on February 5, 2017 in Houston, Texas. (Photo by Patrick Smith/Getty Images)[/caption] http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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trea·son ˈtrēzən/ noun the crime of betraying one's country Treason is a serious charge. So serious one must dedicate time and effort to carefully examine the facts before accusing someone of it. After witnessing another weekend of endless media reports emerging from yahoo and CNN, which were so anti-USA they caused me to become nauseous, I can no longer take it. I have always judged the press firmly. Now I judge them with the inflexibility and steadfastness of a Citizen seeking to assign blame on those terrorists, and terrorists sympathizers, who have cost the lives of so many US Citizens. Ask France about allowing Syrian so-called refugees into their country without having an “extreme vetting” program in place. Hell, ask us—the USA—about not having proper screening before allowing anyone—refugee or otherwise—into our country. President Trump has proposed a “safe zone” in their own country of Syria for these people. Why must these people come into our country? Why can’t they remain in their country and be protected within a “safe zone?” No, instead, you attack our country and endanger the lives of us—the US Citizens—and defend the “rights” of foreign refugees. “Rights?” Syrian refugees HAVE NO RIGHTS in the United States. Furthermore—what about the rights of the US Citizens? Or do the US Citizens not have a place in your perverted line of illogic and radical and dangerous pseudo-journalism? What about the rights of the dead caused by the violence Daesh terrorists have inflicted upon US Citizens? Will you and your fellow pseudo-journalists be there to help the US families when they endure more suffering at the hands of the many Daesh terrorists posing as so called Syrian refugees? Will you help mop up the blood and clean up the carnage? Will you be there to comfort and help the US families as they go through their endless periods of grief? The leftist media is so possessed in their agenda driven tunnel vision, that more and more pseudo-journalists spread lies and distortion, causing great harm to our USA culture and endangering the lives of our Citizens. With every lying report, they are committing treason and will not hold themselves accountable if they cause the Trump Administration’s extreme vetting program to be postponed. No, when the bloody US Citizens are blown-up or murdered, the pervert pseudo-journalists will line up to snap pictures and ask their absurd and pointless questions. [caption id="attachment_1642" align="alignleft" width="300"] KONICA MINOLTA DIGITAL CAMERA[/caption] http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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NANCY BENAC and BEN NUCKOLS, of the Associated Press released a commentary in the early hours of Sunday morning. Essentially, the convoluted length and meaning of their supposed exposition (It was a commentary or exposition; it sure wasn’t an example of journalistic excellence) transferred the event screamed and shouted across the media’s front pages since its inception: The Women’s March on Washington. The commentators (They are not journalists, rather they are commentators or pseudo-journalists) stated in their commentary that the marchers sent “a decisive message to President Trump.” A defiant message to President Trump? Leave it to these pseudo-journalists to twist and distort the facts of an event to such graphic proportions that the truth of the story becomes lost in the fake news reporting. By twisting and disfiguring the truth of an event pseudo-journalists hope to interject themselves into the story in a desperate attempt to accrue attention and relevance. Pseudo-journalism is the number one reason the US Populous holds such low regard for the US media, and trust in US news reporting is at an all-time low. Since pseudo-journalists Benac and Nuckols did not report the truth—I will state the truth. The women’s march did not send a message to President Trump. Trump did not elect himself to the presidency—the US People elected him to the office. Therefore, the women’s march sent a message to the US People. Often the leftist and other organizers of such perverted ideological events as the women’s march declare that it is the right who is possessed with the issue of abortion. In fact, it is the leftists, and certain leftist agenda driven women’s political groups, who are absolutely obsessed and fanatical about the issue of abortion. Let it be unmistakably stated that the cloaked phrases such as “reproductive rights” and “women’s right to choose,” to name a few, are veiled political statements declaring that they demand the right to have state sponsored—often state funded—abortions. This was the central message the women’s march declared to the US People who voted for and elected Donald Trump as president of the United States. All the other messages were ancillary, relegated to side notes and segues. I find it hard to wrap my mind and heart around such a callous, self-serving, ego motivated agenda. Our country is in debt $20, 000, 000, 000, 000, our economic foundation has been decimated for the past sixteen years—arguably for the past eighty plus years—families are losing their homes, many going hungry or on food stamps, and our culture is being destroyed and murdered daily due to our government refusing to secure our borders, deport illegal aliens, and penalizing US businesses who hire illegals, and this is what the women’s march is screaming for? Abortions? Moreover, if it was a women’s march, why wasn’t it welcome to women who are “Pro-life?” I get it: it was a woman’s march only if those women were zombie minded zealots for abortions. “Reproductive Rights” were only important if the women supported the abortion issue. That’s an agenda of a tyrannical kind—the very thing they accuse President Trump of. I was raised by women—a beloved Matriarch and six sisters, five of them older than me. I was raised by an alpha male Patriarch—I am an alpha male, myself. I was raised, and have lived to confirm the fact that women are extremely valuable, intelligent, and can accomplish great things. I have adoration, admiration, and respect for my beloved Mother and Father. They have earned it. I don’t always have the same feelings for my sisters and brothers, yet, I respect them, and never underestimate or undervalue them. I maintain the same format of respect and value for women and men outside of my family—if and when they deserve it. The US Citizens elected Donald Trump our President. If he is a good president, he will set out to accomplish the promises he made that led to his election. He will do so with the blessings of those People who voted for and elected him. If he is a great president, he will accomplish some or all of the campaign promises he made. The US People who voted for and elected Donald Trump to the presidency of the United States deserve the respect of all agenda driven political groups. It is their wishes President Trump is carrying out. They are not President Trump’s wishes and agenda, they are ours—the US People’s wishes and agenda. Therefore, the women’s march was not against President Trump. The women’s march was against the US People, and our Republic. That is the truth. https://www.yahoo.com/news/defiant-women-trump-agenda-wont-unchallenged-080853565--politics.html http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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You were both created in 1977. This year, your journeys will have spanned forty years. Much was riding on your success. Your missions were to bridge the gap between humanity’s painful ignorance of our solar system and the exultation of learning and discovering the evidence of our beginning. Crafted to last, weighing roughly two-thousand pounds, you both have lost half of your power capacity in the 40 years of your expedition. But this has not slowed you down. Travelling between 35000 and 39000 miles per hour, you have reached the edge of our known planetary realms. The heliosphere is behind you. In August 2012, Voyager 1 made the historic entry into interstellar space, the region between stars, filled with material ejected by the death of nearby stars millions of years ago. Data from Voyager 1 indicated that it had become the first human-made object to enter interstellar space, traveling “further than anyone, or anything, in history.” If its present pace continues, in another 1,300 years it will reach the inner Oort Cloud. From there, it will take voyager 1 another 30,000 years to move beyond our solar system. How improbable that a machine of such modest capabilities could achieve such a magnificent feat. It is said that around 2025 Voyager’s radioisotope thermoelectric generators will no longer be able to supply enough power to operate any of its scientific instruments, preventing any further exploration. Will Voyager die then, I wonder? What will be the machine explorers’ ultimate fate? Voyager I and II, you are an inspiration to me, and to all others on earth who dream of discovering other worlds and exploring the universe. Will you inspire other life forms some day? I choose to believe your voyage will never end. That your 773 kilograms of magnificence will continue to explore further and further into space. I have faith that somehow you will overcome you power issue and, in some miraculous event, explore until your instruments break down and are no longer able to function. In your belly was placed the Golden Record. Far into space the masterpieces of Beethoven reverberate and echo into eternity. On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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Most of my life, I could not grow anything, or at least I never had the desire to. Then Dad died. I cannot say what occurred in my mind, but a few months after Dad stopped breathing an idea formed and refused to leave my mind. It was an idea based on respect, fear, and love. As I dug my fingers into the soil and planted the Maple into ground, I felt a newness I’d never known existed. It was a calling from a distant place, an awakening of a forgotten endowment, a quickening of my spirit. As a son of my Father, I am a possessor of innumerous gifts and abilities. Many I rarely consider; uncountable others I never use. My hands moved on their own, as if practiced for generations, only to be employed at the chosen time. My Dad was like that—he could grow things, for sure. But, when it became necessary, he could accomplish things other men could not. This was the greatness of my Father—to be the leader of great objectives, to be the doer and accomplisher of impossible things, to be the protector of the weak and the vulnerable. Somehow my father always had the answers. And if he didn’t, he could dig and find the solution to any problem. He's been dead nearly eighteen years and I still remember his energy and Life’s force. All of my life, I've lived in the shadow of a man so great that I never felt I could measure up. Of all the things that people remember Dad for, it was his force and spirit for life that defined him. It is how he lived that made him great. Dad lived like forever. He never got old; he just died one day. He did the impossible so many times people came to expect it from him as an ordinary event. Dad always stood for what was right. Always. Possessed with a photographic mind, my Father was a mathematical whiz. His calculations were always precise, managing to raise nine children and provide them with everything they needed to survive. With a kind heart, he adopted a homeless kid and raised him as his own. With equal precision, he virtually taught himself to read two languages. His perfect math captured Mom's heart; to his last breath, he loved her for over 50 years. I am the son of Carlos Lerma Bolado. I come from an old bloodline that fears God, loves family and friends, and overcomes impossible obstacles to achieve great things. Because I am a Bolado—I cannot quit. I will never surrender my dreams. I will dare to reach for greatness, and maintain my high standards. I will love, to my last breath, the idea of true love. And in the brightness of my unyielding hope—I will be great. http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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Dad’s life was hard from the start. My Grandfather—Baltazar Bolado, I—was killed in the line of duty when Dad was just ten years old. Having to learn quickly, my father—the oldest in the family—helped Grandma raise my uncles. Providing for the family became priority. Working long, hard hours became a norm early on in his life, and my father did not avoid his obligations. By the time his own family came along, my father was accustomed to hard work. Although life left him scarred, my father’s childlike spirit never died. To his last breath, he lived to the fullest and provided his children with the same energy. I can remember when I was a kid, how Dad always made Christmas such a big event. Dad was a big kid. Because he never truly had a childhood, he lived childhood through us, his children. To get an idea what Christmas was like for me as a kid, think the super bowl. The super bowl has taken on a life of its own in our culture. At times, the activities surrounding the super bowl are bigger and better than the actual game. That’s the way Christmas was for me growing up as a child. The only difference was that the events leading up to Christmas and the actual day of Christmas were equal in quality, perfectly balanced between the anticipation and the experience of it. Dad was great—he’d even leave the cookie crumbs and a few drinks of the milk so I could imagine Santa having a snack after dropping off my gifts. Every kid should have a Dad like mine. Every Christmas should be like the ones I experienced as a kid. Merry Christmas, Dad. I bet you have great Christmas mornings in heaven. Give Mrs. Santa Claus a kiss and hug for me. http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
Athenian Democracy developed around the fifth century BC in Athens. Direct democracy—pure democracy—is evil. The Greeks determined this 4, 500 years ago.
The wisdom of the Electoral College is to vote the will of all the People of the United States of America.
All of the states of the Republic.It is not necessary for our Republic to forget an ancient lesson because certain rich actors can’t except that their candidate lost. The Hollywood elites claim that they are in support of the Constitution and are urging the electors to switch their vote and go against the will of the US Voters who elected Trump to be their president. So now they care about our Constitution? Now—when it conveniences them—they proclaim the wise words of the Founders. Where in the hell have they been for the past eight years? Where was their great love for our Republic’s Constitution when this president was desecrating our Constitution through his two terms? They say that Trump’s unqualified. Oh, really? And what magnificent qualifications did their president for the past eight years have? He had none. He waltzed right into our highest office, not only absent of any suitable requirement for the office of president, but he gained his victories through the practice and use of highly questionable and illegal methods. From utilizing agencies such as the Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now (ACORN), and through various other loathsome groups, this president used cloaked concepts, such as “making the voting process easier” and made use of one of the most repulsive instruments ever created to support the ominous practice of illegal immigration—the “matricula consular.” Of a certainty, the methods the leftists used to get their president (re)elected in 2008 and 2012 were far-reaching and all-encompassing. Nevertheless, their candidate won. http://baltazarbolado.com/dead-voters-society-how-us-elections-have-been-rigged/ And what exactly did these Hollywood elites say or do about such an unqualified, devious individual winning the White House? They uttered not a word. In 2008 and 2012—because their candidate won—they gave not one damn about our sacred Constitution. And, upon each attack on our Constitution, by their illegal, unqualified president, they sat in silent adoration as he shaped the United States into a weak, pathetic, lawless country, bathed in racial tensions and possessed with an affinity toward racist organizations who condone violence against police. Regarding pure democracy Plato wrote: Dictatorship naturally arises out of democracy, and the most aggravated form of tyranny and slavery out of the most extreme liberty. Essentially, the definition of democracy is 2 wolves and 1 lamb voting on what to have for dinner. Armed with such a succinct assessment of the evils of democracy, the Founders of our Republic developed a system that regards the popular vote with the detest it deserves. The Founders developed and voted into the heart of our Republic a system to protect the People from democracy’s evils. As Madison declares: it could not be less folly to abolish Liberty. However, we can eradicate democracy. The electoral College is not to “vote your conscious” as these Hollywood malefactors are suggesting, thereby voting against the will of the People. Rather, it is exactly to ensure that the will of the People is obeyed. Madison judiciously explicates: The influence of factious leaders may kindle a flame within their particular States, but will be unable to spread a general conflagration through the other States. The vote of the Electors is to protect our Republic from having elections stolen from the People’s will. The will of the People is not the popular vote—a democratic tool that can be easily manipulated, even more in our modern world than in the ancient world of the Athenians. The wisdom of the Electoral College is to regard the popular vote of the Republic (Athenian Democracy) as mob rule—which is not the will of the People. The wisdom of the Electoral College is to vote the will of all the People of the United States of America. All of the states of the Republic. This is what makes the duty of the Elector consecrated into the fabric of our beloved Republic. It is your duty as an Elector to vote the “conscious” of your state’s People. It is possible that the pure democracy vote of each individual state can be deceived and compromised by an extraordinary tyrant or cabal—the very possibility that the Founders feared and guarded against the most— but it is far more difficult for such a tyrant or cabal to do so across the entire Republic. The People of your states have voted. The Republic—as a whole—has elected Donald Trump to be our president. It is your righteous duty to uphold the will of the People of your state. Publius http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
I am a voice in support of the Republic of the United States of America.
I declare my adoration and loyalty to Liberty and inspire the objective of the United States’ Citizens to pursue happiness.
I am concerned about the state of our country. I believe that our beloved Republic has lost its way.
Many times in our history our country has been threatened. We—the Citizens of the Republic—have always saved it from extinction.
Today, our Republic is faced with great threats. Out of control debt, that will reach $21 trillion within the next few months, our inability and refusal to secure our borders, and the lack of integrity in our politics—to name a few.
A responsible US Citizen has only to take a look at the Debt Clock in real time to see we cannot continue in the direction we are going.
An imagination of Jamestown saddens me. Then arouses me in my soul.
It leaves me feeling inadequate.
Confronting the immensity of the Atlantic Ocean, thereafter to land on a strange world in the spring of the year, with the memory of the “Lost Colony” still fresh on their minds, the 100 members of the Virginia Company dared to institute ruthless laws to survive the harshness of winter and the feral beast.
James Forte—built in a triangle around a stockroom for weaponries and other provisions, a church, and a number of houses—provided little sustenance in the first years after their 1607 landing.
The brutal weather and cruel environment led to many dying of starvation and disease.
Drastic measures were needed.
The following year, Captain John Smith enacted a “no work, no food,” law.
The edict led to broader covenants which called for stronger, tougher, stricter leadership. Until, ultimately, the colony introduced military law, imposing harsh punishment to those who refused to comply.
Jamestown survived due to the courage of the early Patriots to accept tough leadership and because of the resilience within their hearts to preserve the idea of Liberty and autonomy, even to the point of death.
Jamestown continued to exist throughout the century and into the next, ceasing to exist as a town in the mid 1700s. But it left behind legacies expressed in the Constitution of today’s United States.
While many today believe that Liberty and tough leadership are not compatible, quite the contrary, they are much aligned with each other.
If our Republic is to survive through the present day “starving time” it will require the same mindset, character, and tenacious spirit displayed by the Patriots who endured the trials and sufferings at Jamestown.
While I am not endorsing that tough leadership reach the level of John Smith’s “no work, no food” law, I am saying that if we don’t balance our budget, we will lose our ability to pay our debts.
Sovereign default is not a pretty picture.
Poverty is not a picnic.
Ask India, South America, and Africa, or any of the other countries who fall into its pit.
Our country is strong—we will not fall into such an ugly hole.
However, we will lose some of our economic might and influence.
Our posterity will be negotiated, perhaps even forfeited.
We need a John Smith, or a Jane Smith—I care not which.
There’s only one way—one message—that can address the most pressing issues facing our Republic.
Donald Trump is not the right messenger, nor the perfect president.
However—at this time—his message is the tough leadership our country must have if it is to endure.http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
In my autistic ramparts, I am invincible.
Inside my powerful walls, I am untouchable.
All of my life I’ve existed within an event horizon, where sunlight and darkness can enter, but can never escape. All of my life, I’ve lived behind my fortifications—unconquerable, unreachable—solitary but never lonesome.
Because of my parents, I absconded from the dark, shadowy prison that autism can be.
Intelligent beyond their condensed education, my parents possessed a love that reached out to me in my cold place and provided a warmth that sustained me—touched me.
Through the kindness and love of my parents I was able to comprehend life in its kindest expression. Even though I retained the cold and the hardness of my prison, I morphed into a semblance of animation that I could not have attained without their shelter and care.
Their compassion saved me, although they weren’t able to free me completely from oblivion.
Halfway between abysmal emptiness and paradise, I have lived a life void of emotion, except in its highest, purest manifestation.
Truth, honor, the quest for perfection—these are the pillars of my existence.
Honest emotions, the bravery to seek out the ancient wisdom of my Forefathers, a voracious appetite for the tantalizing corpulence of Life—these are the remunerations of my Family legacy.
All of my life I’ve needed nothing—no one.
Such an existence left me absent of pretense and void of earthly ambition.
A Trojan archetype in the core of my nothingness; an Etruscan artist in the intensity of my virtuousness; a Roman Lawgiver in the temple of my heart—I walked alone and shook the earth with my rage.
Everything changed when I married.
After my divorce, and Mom’s death, the big house appeared much bigger… empty. For the first time I felt lonely.
I always liked to be alone. Now, being alone is agony.
I am not the man I used to be.
I am lonely.
If it wasn’t for Rene, I would have no one in my life.
Many would say that it’s a good thing for me to crave human contact. They would say that my loneliness proves that I am human.
I suppose they’re right.
And yet… I’m alone even when surrounded by the world.
I need to be everywhere, instantly in my mind.
I cannot perceive surroundings as others can.
I live in an event horizon.
My past is in Rome, my mind and body are in the heartland of the United States, my heart is in Dixie Land, my future is out west, and my soul is in heaven.
I refuse to be anywhere—I choose to be everywhere—and if this continues, I will die nowhere.http://baltazarbolado.com On twitter: https://twitter.com/baltazar_bolado Author of: http://baltazarbolado.com/book/publius-liberatas-aut-mors/ http://baltazarbolado.com/book/paint-black/
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Baltazar Bolado is a writer, blogger and social media influencer. He loves his country and is using his platform to do his part to Make America Great again. Baltazar's writing is iconic and focuses on the foundations of what made America great, Faith, Family and Hard Work.