Republicans Are Dying Faster Than Democrats. WHY? Old Age, Bad Choices, Poverty and Guns. Here's a Simple Solution!

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One Realistic Solution To Dying Young is to STOP Making Bad Choices... The Republican "Drug of Choice" is Alcohol... and Drinking Causes Brain Damage, Auto Accidents, Fistfights and Cirrhosis of the Liver... Simply Quit Drinking and That FOG in Your Brain Lifts... Ever Notice RUDE JULIE ANNA? He's a Classic Example of "WET BRAIN" a Lifetime of Drinking Alcohol has Left Him Unable to Think Clearly!

Republicans LOVE GUNS! Another Bad Choice! Did You Know that The Number One Cause of Death by Gunshot is SUICIDE? and the Number One Cause of Death for Children is GUNS... and Most Children that Die of Gunshots DIE AT HOME... The Republican Love of Guns is Killing Off Their Children!

 

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Calvin and Hobbes:

"Calvin? Calvin, sweetheart?"

In the darkness Calvin heard the sound of Susie, his wife of fifty-three years. Calvin struggled to open his eyes. God, he was so tired and it took so much strength. Slowly, light replaced the darkness, and soon vision followed. At the foot of his bed stood his wife. Calvin wet his dry lips and spoke hoarsely, "Did... did you.... find him?"

"Yes dear," Susie said smiling sadly, "He was in the attic."

Susie reached into her big purse and brought out a soft, old, orange tiger doll. Calvin could not help but laugh. It had been so long. Too long.

"I washed him for you," Susie said, her voice cracking a little as she laid the stuffed tiger next to her husband.

"Thank you, Susie." Calvin said.

A few moments passed as Calvin just laid on his hospital bed, his head turned to the side, staring at the old toy with nostalgia.

"Dear," Calvin said finally. "Would you mind leaving me alone with Hobbes for a while? I would like to catch up with him."

"All right," Susie said. "I'll get something to eat in the cafeteria. I'll be back soon."

Susie kissed her huband on the forehead and turned to leave. With sudden but gentle strength Calvin stopped her. Lovingly he pulled his wife in and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. "I love you," he said.

"And I love you," said Susie.

Susie turned and left. Calvin saw tears streaming from her face as she went out the door.

Calvin then turned to face his oldest and dearest friend. "Hello Hobbes. It's been a long time hasn't it old pal?"

Hobbes was no longer a stuffed doll but the big furry old tiger Calvin had always remembered. "It sure has, Calvin." said Hobbes.

"You... haven't changed a bit." Calvin smiled.

"You've changed a lot." Hobbes said sadly.

Calvin laughed, "Really? I haven't noticed at all."

There was a long pause. The sound of a clock ticking away the seconds rang throughout the sterile hospital room.

"So... you married Susie Derkins." Hobbes said, finally smiling. "I knew you always like her."

"Shut up!" Calvin said, his smile bigger than ever.

"Tell me everything I missed. I'd love to hear what you've been up to!" Hobbes said, excited.

And so Calvin told him everything. He told him about how he and Susie fell in love in high school and had married after graduating from college, about his three kids and four grandkids, how he turned Spaceman Spiff into one of the most popular sci-fi novels of the decade, and so on. After he told Hobbes all this there was another pregnant pause.

"You know... I visited you in the attic a bunch of times." Calvin said.

"I know."

"But I couldn't see you. All I saw was a stuffed animal." Calvin voice was breaking and tears of regret started welling up in his eyes.

"You grew up old buddy." said Hobbes.

Calvin broke down and sobbed, hugging his best friend. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry I broke my promise! I promised I wouldn't grow up and that we'd be together forever!!"

Hobbes stroke the Calvin's hair, or what little was left of it. "But you didn't."

"What do you mean?"

"We were always together... in our dreams."

"We were?"

"We were."

"Hobbes?"

"Yeah, old buddy?"

"I'm so glad I got to see you like this... one last time..."

"Me too, Calvin. Me too."

"Sweetheart?" Susie voice came from outside the door.

"Yes dear?" Calvin replied.

"Can I come in?" Susie asked.

"Just a minute."

Calvin turned to face Hobbes one last time. "Goodbye Hobbes. Thanks... for everything..."

"No, thank you Calvin." Hobbes said.

Calvin turned back to the door and said, "You can come in now."

Susie came in and said, "Look who's come to visit you."

Calvin's children and grandchildren followed Susie into Calvin's room. The youngest grandchild ran past the rest of them and hugged Calvin in a hard, excited hug. "Grandpa!!" screamed the child in delight.

"Francis!" cried Calvin's daughter, "Be gentle with your grandfather."

Calvin's daughter turned to her dad. "I'm sorry, Daddy. Francis never seems to behave these days. He just runs around making a mess and coming up with strange stories."

Calvin laughed and said, "Well now! That sound just like me when I was his age."

Calvin and his family chatted some more until a nurse said, "Sorry, but visiting hours are almost up."

Calvin's beloved family said good bye and promised to visit tommorrow. As they turned to leave Calvin said, "Francis. Come here for a second."

Francis came over to his grandfather's side, "What is it Gramps?"

Calvin reached over to the stuffed tiger on his bedside and and held him out shakily to his grandson, who looked exactly as he did so many years ago. "This is Hobbes. He was my best friend when I was your age. I want you to have him."

"He's just a stuffed tiger." Francis said, eyebrows raised.

Calvin laughed, "Well, let me tell you a secret."

Francis leaned closer to Clavin. Calvin whispered, "If you catch him in a tiger trap using a tuna sandwich as bait he will turn into a real tiger."

Francis gasped in delighted awe. Calvin continued, "Not only that he will be your best friend forever."

"Wow! Thanks grandpa!" Francis said, hugging his grandpa tightly again.

"Francis! We need to go now!" Calvin's daughter called.

"Okay!" Francis shouted back.

"Take good care of him." Calvin said.

"I will." Francis said before running off after the rest of the family.

Calvin laid on his back and stared at the ceiling. The time to go was close. He could feel it in his soul. Calvin tried to remember a quote he read in a book once. It said something about death being the next great adventure or something like that. He eyelids grew heavy and his breathing slowed. As he went deeper into his final sleep he heard Hobbes, as if he was right next to him at his bedside. "I'll take care of him, Calvin..."

Calvin took his first step toward one more adventure and breathed his last with a grin on his face.

Credits: samuraitiger19 - from reddit

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WHAT A REMARKABLE STORY: The last time AJ Martinez was in school was May 24, when he was shot through the thigh as he hid under backpacks while a gunman murdered his two teachers and 19 fellow students at Robb Elementary in Uvalde, Texas.

He saw the shooter come to his classroom and heard him tell his teacher, “Goodnight,” before he unleashed a torrent of shots from his assault-style rifle. AJ also heard law enforcement officers outside in the hallways during the 77 minutes that it took from the time the gunman entered the small-town school to when he was ultimately confronted and killed.

AJ left school that day with someone else’s blood on his face, likely from lying on the floor with the dead and the injured. Since then, he’s been sad, he’s been angry and he’s been fearful. And he’s done a lot of physical therapy.

But when the new school year began Tuesday, AJ, now 10, walked up with a broad smile on his face.

“I slept good,” he told CNN, wearing a maroon T-shirt with pictures of his slain teachers, Eva Mireles and Irma Garcia, and the 19 lost children with the words, “My teachers and classmates forever.”

AJ’s resilience is inspiring and show us how children can overcome anything to teach us a lesson.

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https://www.amazon.com/Still-Here-Embracing-Aging-Changing-ebook/dp/B00FPWS4ZG

Preface:
   Be Here Now was first published in 1971. It recorded the two major experiences I had Had during the Sixties; one of them was psilocybin mushrooms, and the other was my Guru, Maharajji. Both of them - mushrooms and Maharajji - did many things for me, one of which was to give me a familiarity with other planes of consciousness. They showed me that there's much more in any given moment than we usually perceive, and that we ourselves are much more than we usually perceive. When you know that, part of you can stand outside the drama of your life. 

   There were a number of transformations in Richard Alpert (my name at birth), which were inspired by mushrooms and Maharajji, and the best, I think, is the one that opened my heart and gave me a chance to serve. For me, the way the compassion seemed to express itself was showing people what I had done, how I had approached my experiences, and so opening avenues for them where their own spirit could emerge. I felt incredibly fortunate because of all the things that had happened to me in the Sixties, and I wanted to spread the grace around. So there were lectures, there were books, there were tapes, and there were videos - a patchwork of different means for sharing my life with people. Ghandi once said, "My life is my message." That's what I aspire to. 

   As I opened my heart, various forms of suffering in my fellow human beings presented themselves, and I decided to dowhat I could to help. Prisoners read Be Here Now, and then wrote to me, and through corresponding with them I realized that many people can do deep spiritual work in prison. So I started the Prison Ashram Project.

   Then I noticed how frightened we are of death in our culture, and what a lot of suffering that was creating. That was in contrast to what I'd seen in India, which has a much different understanding of death than we do because of their knowledge of the continuation of the soul. I wanted to find ways of sharing that, so I instituted the Dying Project.  I started hanging out with people who were dying - including my mother, my father, my stepmother, people with AIDS and cancer, many, many people over the years, who I've been with as they died. To each of these individuals and situations I brought what I had to share - my acquaintance with other planes of consciousness, and the way that affects how we perceive our living and our dying. 

   I started to look at the social institutions in the world around me, to see weather the spiritual tack I was taking might be commensurate with social action. A couple of friends were starting the Seva Foundation, and invited me to join them to do work with doctors and activists, doing work in India, Nepal and Guatemala, and with American Indians and in the Inner Cities of America. Other friends had wondered how business, which is the institution which has the most power in out society, might become more informed bu Spiritual Awareness and I Started the Social Venture Network. They are compassionate business people who invited me to work together with them. I joined the board of Creating Our Future, which was an organization for teenagers who wanted to inform their lives with spirit. These organizations were trying to prevent suffering in areas in which I felt a personal connection. For some people, it's world hunger or literacy. For me it was seeking spiritual answers to many of our problems. 

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   One evening in February, 1997, I was in bed at home in Marin County, contemplating how to end this book. I'd been working on the manuscript for the past eighteen months, weaving together personal experiences and from talks I'd given around the country on conscious aging, but somehow the book's conclusion had eluded me. Lying there in the dark, I wondered why what I'd written seemed so incomplete, not quite rounded, grounded or whole. I tried to imagine what life would be like if I were very old, not an active person of sixty-five, traveling the world incessantly as a teacher and speaker, caught up in my public role - but as someone of ninety, say, with failing sight and failing limbs. I fantasized how that old man would think, how he would move and speak and hear, what desires he might have as he slowly surveyed the world. I was trying to feel my way into oldness. I was thoroughly enjoying this fantasy when the phone rang. In the process of my fantasy, I'd noticed that my leg had seemed to fall asleep. As I got up to answer the phone, my leg gave way under me and I fell to the floor. In my mind, the fall was still part of my "old man fantasy." I didn't know that my leg had fallen asleep because I'd had a stroke. 
   
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   "R. D. ? Are you there?
   
   I heard the voice of an old friend in Santa Fe. When I didn't respond coherently, he asked. "Are you sick?" I suppose I still didn't answer, so he said, "If you can't speak, tap on the phone. Tap once for yes and twice for no." When he asked if I wanted help, I tapped "no" over and over again. 

   Nonetheless, he contacted my secretaries, who live close by, and the next thing I knew they rushed into the house and found me on the floor. There I was flat on my back, still caught in my "dream" of the very old man, who had now fallen down because his leg wouldn't work. My assistants seemed very frightened; they called 911. My next recollection is of a group of young firemen, straight out of central casting, staring into the old man's face while I observed the whole thing as if from a doorway to the side. I'm told I was immediately rushed to a hospital nearby, but all I remember was being rolled down the hospital corridors, looking up at the ceiling pipes and the concerned faces of nurses and friends. I was fascinated by what was happening. 

   Only afterward did I learn that I had a stroke and realize how close to death I had actually been. The doctors told my friends I had a massive cerebral hemorrhage, and only a ten percent chance of survival. I noticed the looks of deep concern on the faces of the doctors and my friends, but the thought of dying was nowhere in my mind, so I was perplexed by their grave expressions. 

   Three hospitals and hundreds of hours of rehabilitation later, I gradually eased into my own post stroke life as someone in a wheelchair, partially paralyzed, requiring round-the-clock care and a degree of personal attention that made me uncomfortable. All my life I had been a "helper"; I had even collaborated on a book called How Can I Help? Now I found myself forced to accept the help of others, and to admit that my body needed attention. Because I'd spent my adult life concentrating on the realms of the spirit, I'd always been able to rationalize the distance I'd maintained from my body by saying that my detachment was a spiritual witnessing of the physical form. But that had only been partly true. The truth is that I distanced myself from my body. I saw my body as merely a vehicle for the soul. I ignored it as much as possible and tried to spiritualize it away. 

   From a physical perspective, the lack of love I had shown towards my body contributed to my stroke. I was negligent about taking my blood pressure medicine, and a month before the stroke, ignored an unusual one-side hearing loss while scuba diving in the Caribbean.  Before the stroke, although I was in my 60's, I saw myself as young and powerful, with my MG, golf clubs, surfing, and speaking gigs. Illness had shattered my self image, and opened the door to a new chapter in my life. 

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Great Backpacking Trips in Northern California

Hetch Hetchy: A level path goes around the lake. A good place to camp about 5 miles in. We used it as a base camp for "free climbing" granite. Be careful of accidentally slipping into the river... I did upstream of Wapama Falls. That Morning we ate LSD and Peyote and Smoked Marijuana. Since we were Stimulated and Filled with Electric Energy given by the LSD, We were able to Climb Up a Chimney. The Granite Rock Was Split Vertically and I Was able to climb with my Left Boot on one side and my Right Boot on the other side. I felt as if I was Spiderman... Never Before or since have I been able to climb like that. After wandering around above Timberline we went down to look at the river. It had carved a large pool with a Short waterfall flowing into the pool and a Large Waterfall flowing OUT. I did not NOTICE the REALITY of the WET GRANITE and I slipped right in. Swimming in a river with a powerful current That was out of my control. I was forced underwater and I gave up and accepted Death. Then by a Miracle, The river Bubbled me up at a place where I could climb out. We walked back to camp and I spent the rest on the trip IN my sleeping bag, asking my friends to bring me beverages, food and weed... I cannot say that I had any Cosmic Revelations with my Near Death Experience... No Great Wisdom... Except NOTICE REALITY!  

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