I have no plan. I have no topic on which I will focus on. I have no idea what I am about to write. I simply feel as though I have a lot to say. Not to anyone in particular. Not to anyone at all really. I guess you could say I have a lot of thoughts. Thoughts that I need to get out. I need to get them out before they consume me. As they continue to do at this present time. These things eat at my heart and soul These things burn my skull with every breath I take. These things that just don’t make sense. Things that just don’t seem right. Things that just aren’t fair. So I am going to let my conscience pick one at a time. One thought, one blog. Let’s go. For instance, cancer. Cancer in its’ self isn’t right or fair. But that’s not my point. My point goes much deeper than horrors seen at the surface. I am a believer that there is a cure. A cure has been found. Maybe even decades ago. But the government would never allow the cure to be released. They depend on naïve citizens. They can’t afford to lose all that money. The money that comes in for research. The money that comes in for treatments. The money that comes in as donations. Peoples’ lives aren’t worth giving up those funds. So people continue to suffer. Children lose parents. Mothers lose daughters. Husbands lose wives. They say money can’t buy happiness. That statement couldn’t be more true in this situation. In this case, money brings nothing but heartaches. Heartaches that could be avoided. But money always wins. And heads are turned away. Because there is nothing we can do. No matter what lies we are told. We just aren’t that important.