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Remember any Storm passes away if we leave with the the things that brought on in first place we will be rewarded by Calm until the next storm and some it will be many but be assured the final calm you find for yourself out of those storms will be a calm in your soul

One Inch of Hope

Without hope there is only despair a place of horrible darkness and I will not go there

I have inside at alll times a life line of which I never let go it is just one inch of extreme power of hope

Without one inch of hope there is no companionship only emptiness

Without one inch ofhope there is no gladness only sadness

Without one inch of hope there is no clarity only confusion

Without one inch of hope there is no found only lost

Without one inch of hope there is no Love only hate

So hold on to that one inch inside that is the spark of your soul

Grab on as hard as you can it will get bruised battered bent and possibly broken but if you hold on to that one inch of hope

Remember it’s one inch of hope but it is the spark that us your soul never never let it go

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One Inch of Hope

Without hope there is only despair a place of horrible darkness and I will not go there

I have inside at alll times a life line of which I never let go it is just one inch of extreme power of hope

Without one inch of hope there is no companionship only emptiness

Without one inch ofhope there is no gladness only sadness

Without one inch of hope there is no clarity only confusion

Without one inch of hope there is no found only lost

Without one inch of hope there is no Love only hate

So hold on to that one inch inside that is the spark of your soul

Grab on as hard as you can it will get bruised battered bent and possibly broken but if you hold on to that one inch of hope

Remember it’s one inch of hope but it is the spark that us your soul never never let it go

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The Evil System

Julia Roxx was has going to have a wonderful discussion with the most delighting and very rich couple. Charles and Veronica  Sweet’s She had meet them a fund raiser for her protect the Abused Women’s program. This Fine Dinning experience with a 3 star Chef from Vail was 100.00 a plate  Julia(Elom) was making sure to cherry pick Brockton’s finest to delivery the baby(changeling).

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Wow what a weekend

Hey have you ever had a weekend from hell? Try getting a call from a close friends wife at 4 am saying they are taking him away in an ambulance he can barely breathe. Now remember I lost my soulmate to acute respiratory failure so my heart is trying jump out my throat. Oh surely this Friday nightmare can’t get any worse right? Wrong oh so wrong, judas preist she calls again from the house now life flight is going to take him to a trauma center. Holy hell and hand basket my wife died 3 times on life flight to the trauma center. All this time I am reliving the worst memories of my life, I have to try and keep his mother who is seriously disabled calm, when not only is she bed and wheelchair bound she has great anxiety issues as well. Well finally Friday night they have him breathing well again in a room his wife is with I have his mother semi calm and coping So then decided to take a break go sit outside for awhile. There’s no one out to distress with so I move inside to find a friend heading out to the Patio I turn around go back out. After decompressing with the night gang for a time I decided to go in to take my injections that I spaced 2 hours ago. Only to find out I had no keys to my room. After hours number for our building is answering machine, which by the way does not get answered on weekends. So after the nice police officer with a master key let into my apartment I find out My friend called from the hospital. He has pneumonia, crap, wait it gets worse much much worse he has a Brain tumor. He has asked me to not tell his mother to let him tell her when and if he feels like it. Stubborn Jackass just like his mother. I do as I am asked. Saturday after not being able to sleep but oh I would guess 2 maybe 21/2 hours I started my day like a normal Saturday except knowing my friend most likely had Brain cancer and was going to die. Knowing that at some point durring the day his mother would call begging for any information I had heard because her son doesn’t like to speak to her. Shit my day was hell and I had not even finished my cereal yet. Found my keys grabbed some air on the Patio before anyone was out Immediately went in locked myself in my apartment refused to answer the door or the phone binge watched some stuff on Netflix. That evening I answered the phone found out everything about my friends diagnosed condition from his wife went and informed his mother of everything because secrets kill the soul. I helped her bring herself to being okay. Why not being good? Because there was no being good having a loved one dying. So the best she could be was okay. I was not even okay 2 years ago I watched someone I love die before my eyes. I know the hurt that is coming to her I know the stabbing pain of loss she will feel. I know that she will wish it had been her instead. I know she will unbelievable anguish and sorrow. I know that rage at the loss will be all to real. I went to hang with the night gang on Patio to engage in light hearted jovial conversation like the night before. Nothing was the same. Why the was basically composed of the right members. Something was off. Oh oh damn it was me I wasn’t talking part at all just sitting there lost. Screw it I was not going to bring down everybody else I excused myself and to my apartment took some pain reliever for my knee and crashed Sunday I thought okay the rest of the weekend is a walk in the Park hahahahaha yeah no Another friend breaks up with his SO sudden I got to be Doctor Phil that’s all I needed while this going on I find out my friend with the tumor finally talked with his mother and basically told her deal shit happens then you die though while very true was not a good way to tell your mother with anxiety issues you are dying So Sunday all day I tried to be a therapist while inside the memory of how real how terrible how painful death is is ripping at me on I press until both his mother and my friend who broke up with his so are okay what the F that evening a Thunderous hit and hit hard I thought to myself wow what a appropriate ending

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In the Works

Hi Rusty here with news about a fourth novel that is in the works. It is loosely   based on a real life human horror story. Which is in the Book Theft by Adoption by John Elmy. It is called The Evil System and if you like to hear people scream in the night, have children stole away from there home by demons, If you need to worry about is plotting what behind whose back oh Joy this Novel has all that and more. 

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What would you do if a Ghost Borrowed your Body?

you are related to one of the Wild west’s greatest  Gun slingers that just would not stay dead and decided to take your body out for a joy ride.  Well not so much joy ride as a wide bloody chase through the bad lands. The Marshall is at it again Wild Bill  just wont stand for no ghost stealing a body and becoming a mass murder. He and his 7 of his name sake try to chase  down a viscous serial killing who high jack the prefect ride. What to know more it’s in

No More Aces And Eights ( dead man’s hand? whose dead?)

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The Evil System

It was just one of those days when nothing went right when John got up this morning he just knew in his bones something did not feel right. Oh if only he had any clue of what was being planed for his and Kia’s infant child at the Brockman office of child protective services.

The Demon that had cleverly hid itself in the position of the assistant head administrator position, waited nervously. Her real name was Elom the devourer. She was making the final arrangements to secure another child to sacrifice. The things she did for her master. He was now getting inpatient with the reasons for her delays. No John and Kia’s child had to be secured this very day

This time no one would get in her way she. She was oh so careful. This time John would not know what was happening. No it was perfect the couple that had bought the child did not know they were being played also. The changing that would take the child’s place, was oh so eager to be of service. The couple was about to get what they deserved not what they desired. Bargains are best left to experts, like herself. These people never saw this coming oh victory smelled sweet upon the morning breese.

The couple sat restless in CPS waiting room wanting .They wanted to know if the 25,000 down payment secured the interest of the new mother. She was Kia she knew from John’s church. The bishop had even arranged for them be the baby sitter for John jr. The Townsend’s were getting excited and nervous to know if the plan was working.

Though the Sweet’s were as good and up standing as they come they were also weak. Mrs Sweet had a childhood illness that left her unable to bear children. Her Husband though he claimed he was okay without children jumped at Elon’s offer to buy a baby and go around the usual channels which would take years. Oh he wanted a son badly so badly he became easy to manipulate

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One Inch of Hope

Without hope there is only despair a place of horrible darkness and I will not go there

I have inside at alll times a life line of which I never let go it is just one inch of extreme power of hope

Without one inch of hope there is no companionship only emptiness

Without one inch ofhope there is no gladness only sadness

Without one inch of hope there is no clarity only confusion

Without one inch of hope there is no found only lost

Without one inch of hope there is no Love only hate

So hold on to that one inch inside that is the spark of your soul

Grab on as hard as you can it will get bruised battered bent and possibly broken but if you hold on to that one inch of hope

Remember it’s one inch of hope but it is the spark that us your soul never never let it go

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Never Drift Away

Never drift away from your dreams

It will leave you hollow and feeling lost

Never drift away from your soul and it’s desire

It will burn up inside like a funeral pire

Never drift away from the hope inside your heart

Without that you have nowhere to start

Never drift away from your need to feel

When make ourselves numb nothing is real

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Solitare

In a world where no one listen

they don’t know what they are missing

In a world where no one cares it’s Solitare

In a world where time is missing

there are lost lost soul kissing

In a world knows dispare it’s Solitare

In a world that is bound so tight

there are things are not right

In a world that is unfare it’s Solitare

In a world lost in shame

there only few that reach fame

In a world that can not share it’s Solitare

In a world of hate and crime

there is justice at tiimes

In a world caught in sares it;s Solitare

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Rusty Forever

The reason I use the saying is quite smilple really it as a way of letting everyone know; that my thank you’s are from the bottom of my heart. Now that I have fouund myself again and started on this journey, I am feeling like a new person. It seems that I was lost in a caregivers role and never made time for myself often enough to be me. That all changed when my dearly departed wife asked me why I was not writing any more? This was a question that at the time could not answer now I know it was because I had not found the author inside of me.

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Rusty Ramble’s

It’s an empty world, No one will spare you time, you could lose your mind.

it’ s an empty world, do you do what they want you to are you free like me?

Free to think and see, the world as it should be?

It would could be a beautiful world if we want it to.

Do you like Van Gogh have to cut an ear to make your message clear?

Do you follow the Golden Rule?

Do you use it as a guiding tool?

it’s an empty world, No one will spare you time, you could lose your mind.

It all because we refuse to see how stunning it could be.

Do we take the time to brighten up our minds?

If we did we would be surprised by what we find.

It’s a beautiful world hiding under layers of crimes.

We only need to listen to its heart and we would hear.

Lend me some time so I help you see clearly.

We need to find a beautiful world or we will pay dearly.

It’s an empty World, No one will spare you time, You could lose your mind.

Let’s make it a beautiful world.

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Rusty Ramble’s

There are times in your life when nothing is scary than having an epiphany about something that has been weighing down. I had the scare yesterday when I realized that I keep looking back in my life to a time that was and that it will never help me move forward to keep doing this. I have to reinvent myself before when I was much younger, which of course made it easier to do. Now that I am as they say reaching the end of the summer of my life. I must start over again. So I have decided to let go of the things that are in my past that I keep reflecting back upon. I will turn it over to what I personally believe is a higher power and let it go. Once I made that decision my head cleared and knew exactly what to write about today. and it has been a long time since I have been able to do that because I was having writer's block. It by the way sucks. I was lost. I was confused. I had no focus. I was as a drunk driving a car swerving all over the place. If you are someone who writer’s and know there are many of you out there that do. When you hit that wall. I can only tell you what worked for me and that was to just let go of looking behind, look ahead. While is true that you can not get where you are going if you do not know where you have been. It is truer that by continuing to look back you are not seeing what is right in front of you. Door’s do close yes, but they also leave a window in the room open. Look to the window not back at the door. If you do you might find that a weight has been lifted off of your soul and it feels marvelous.

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