I wrote it after being here for about a year...


The murky twilight zone creepy fog of the 2004 election fraud, the Bush lies, the MSM blackout, lies leading to war, the stench of greed. Sounds are muffled, for months I can’t even see my own hands before my face! The fog is thick, viscous… whispering “sore losers”… “conspiracy theories”…

Wait! A spark of light, did you see it? Conyers, investigating! Another! Arenbeck calling for recounts… they faded so quickly, I wonder, did I really see that? Perhaps it was just an illusion…

Oh! I can see shapes in the fog! Others, wandering in this soup, confused as I, now reaching out to each other, clasping hands, no longer alone. Slowly, as more of us gather to each other, our voices combine, stronger, louder!

A brief ray of light illuminates Boxer and 32 members of the House of Representatives standing up, bursting though the evil fog surrounding us…and then the light is gone. Still we cling to each other, struggling through the fog. It’s a bit easier now, together, helping each other avoid the pitfalls of lies and propaganda, war crimes and atrocities.

I can just make out the faces of those closest to me now! Faces of every shade, every nation, all united by our desire for peace, for truth, equality and freedom.

Together, we are the Sun that burns the fog away.