I have not communicated with you in a while, just wanted to know everything is  alright. Its a good thing to write again. I've been very busy. I'm busy now, but I just had to say hello. I hope all of you are well. I feel that you are so shape up, and get it going. We are as we say we are. You should know me by now. I feel what I say and say what I feel. Right? Right. And I answer,lol. I do want to have a brief conversation with you, concerning our teens. I'm concerned. It is a level of great danger.  So many have fallen maybe even some of you. That age is just dangerous, Strong,and very heavy on which way is up! They always find a way, but is always the right way? No and Yes. It depends on the teacher. YES TEACHER. Not always the one in the classroom in a educational enviorment. And sometimes yes it is.  The highest scrutiny at all times should be taken and always always applied.  I taught students who knew all kinds of things I did not know. They were street wise. They had been taught very well. They knew stuff I had to learn in order to communicate.  I did want to communicate, that is who I am. I'm a communicator. I want to know what the other person(s) need me to know in order to have a conversation. I still do. I never rate myself above anyone. I live by high standards, I expect a lot from people, I never settle for less than the best I can have. I was taught this way thus I devloped my on throry on resolution and involvement. I can become who you are with the intentions of never changing who I am. What happens? I take on the traits I need to be a better you.  Then I can communicate with you to you,thruogh you, without extracting the basic ingredient of what it takes to make you run. Without stealing who you are. I only add what it takes to refine and redefind the better solution of YOU. Communication unification, preperation, my brand of mateuration, spicification, meticulously sharp,and witty. I feel if I know so should you. My quest is to know all I can know for all that it means,to the person I communicate with.  In other words to know as much as one can possibly know without breaking the law of LOVE. Some things a person should just have for themselves, to keep just that way. Its between you and God.  That is where I stop. and the other person begins.  All knowledge in human kind needs boundaries. Don"t even try to cross into mine, I'll get rid of the whole package.  That is the truth. More about  the teens when we meet again.  I hope that will be the subject. This will always remain I sure do love you, you can count on that(**)laurissiajohnson@att.net

Hello all! I'm excited! There is something going on and you know what? I don't know what it is. I like the unknown because unexplored things tend to excite me into creativity. I really like that.  I try to stay connected, it does not always work,because for some reason the familiar, makes it gusture toward me and stills a large swap of my time. What can I say?  I love adventure, I always will. I always manage to get away in my mind or peacefull take a strool in my ever ever thoughts.  Lately, everybody is busy doing what they do, but every now and then my turn meanders toward he person who is me, and joy fills my desire to get off the main highway in life.  Not enough of us do that.  I associate that to  a power move. I want to know what is beyond me, far flung in the distance I'm unable to see, hear or touch.  There must be people there I need to meet, to touch to to engage in the most elective relationship acquired.  I'd like to meet someone who was not afried to know someone they never knew before and just sit and reach plateaus in junction.  I love people. and all the people I love don't share the same flavor. Thus, as the thing i use to request of my husband died with him. Lets go have breakfast in Arkansas (and all these places, I would just look at at a map.),have lunch in Kansas, and dinner in some western part of Oklahoma. Yeah, it was very limited sometimes, but very emotionaly satisfying, it all pleased me. Not all the time, but most of the time he wanted to do just that. Please me. All the places I would choose would be places where we were complete strangers. That was sometimes hard to do decause we were well known.  He was a man of all seasons, He lived waving ,speaking, talking to and laughing with everybody he met. He was the extreme of me. He was a world travler. In fact we traveled our entire marriage, until he became ill, Then he didn't want to leave  the house for anything but McDonalds and to go to the nice Dr. he would call his physician. Put up with me this week, thank you. I have these moments every now and then, I'm glad you're there to share with me, that means a lot . Even my reader in Russia.  Thank you for reading what I write. The  sentence structure is not always correct nor the spelling,i still am not a typist!. I write and I get so excited I don"t go back and proof read. Yeah, I know, trecher, Yeah, teachernknows better, not teaching right now, just writing. Those of you who have been blessed to have a mate, a husband a wife, please enjoy that. To have someone to walk through life with is  and can be so very fulfilling. Don"t treat that lightly. It means everything.  Those of you getting ready to marry, stay focused on the prize. Make sure that person is your prize,and make it count for all time. and always remember that , that is a person and not a thing.  Someone to be adored, and stroked constantly. It always returns, maybe not the way you presented it, sometimes even better.  Some times a little bit, take the little bit with a smile, ladies, that seems to always fall back on us. But I tell you it will get better, I'm a winess. 51 years of marriage to the same Man.  When it ended it hurt, but it was all good. I'm here I remember every moment, of all the times we had together.  All of them were not good, but I marrried for a life time. There was no abuse, a little crusing every now and then. Sure, we were human, I did know some words, he did too, a pastors son. But hay, It only lasted long enough to get the words out, oh yeah, and it would happen again but not often, jus enough for us to say Hay wait I am still on the planet and I do matter!  Yes Lord, we did matter.  I still have four witnesses to that truth. Therr sons and a daughter. I miss spelled three(3). I do know This computer is not acting right needs to be replaced. hum, But not now. You are priceless. thank you for reading what I write.  For those of you who are philanthropist, continue to follow your money. Make sure that what you give goes to exactly who it was intended for.  Thank you always and forever for sharing with those who cannot help themselves.  Let us pay a little bit more attention to our teens. They are almost just out there. They need us so badly. You do remember don't you? Please never forget what it wsa like to be a teen. One of the most devious ages one can attain.  Everybody likes little children and babies, but who gives a care about somrone who knows as much as you do, or almost as much and will let you know it ? I care. Yes I give a Care! Pray with me for them. Please think about them They need us also, They all need us. Thanks again remember I really do love you, Sure enough!  We'll meet here again(**)

Hello, its good to  know you are there again. you've been on my mind lately. I hope you are well. When you do come to mind I have learned t pray you off, that simply means, I pray until the thought you is not so strong.  I do hope all is well with you.  Back to the drawing board.  of course tonight it will not be as long of a writing.  This is Saturday night again.  I' concerned about something. Our Story Tellers are really engaged upon some derogatory words to describe our females.  Our Story Tellers are the Hip Hop Musicans, (Rappers). I respect them highly.  I want to know what is going on with the Words Bitches and Whores. In a way I found out. I saw some trerrible things that females are say to fellows. it is not good.  I noted the language that was used and I understand a little  better.  How much is a man supose to take?  How much is a young woman supose to give?  I see they really don't  know they have limits.  It kind of goes both ways, because if you presist and and also acknowledge almost every invitation you have then shown the secret to your success in an area. and soon everybody will want a piece of the action.  How much do you have to give in succession without becoming depleated in an area,visa/versa.  How much is one willing to pay to know, that SPECIAL DOES AS SPECIAL IS! Special is not a feeling, special is not a do baby do. SPECIAL IS I'M IN TO YOU!  Usually you is not always the prettiest, or the  most handsome, nor even the one who can pay the most for a service. That Special one always comes with a jelly wrapper intertwinned with LOVE. Love is what makes the difference.  A play on love never stops to amaize me.  It can not be duplicated. It can not be sold, it cannot be traded no not for any thing or an amount. People cannot take the place of any other person no matter how stately of rich. No Stand Ins, even a mask only works for a very short time. Love is very above our heads. That fact shows in everything we do.  Most people usually choose a copy cat to make do for the Real Thing.  This place is so messed up. so upside down.   You know we have not taught the young a thing.  I am finding out why as I live, most of the people living here really don't know enough to teach.  That is why we clammer at each others throats and try to devior and seize every oppointunity to end someone elses progress. Hate, Envy, Greed.  This is what we have taught. My God, what a mess!  This brings me to my last blogg. Students are taught how to cheat, crusify and kill anothers students gifts and dreams, by teachers and parents who desier to see that student excell above all the rest.  They are fed traps for fools.  They are taught how to cheat at being friends.  How to use a friend up, and then put them down. Money and infulence control grades and attempts at success.  A student has to be very gifted and strong to over come the money game.  The child whos parent who has the most money  has the most pull in a school enviorment.  Teachers usually don't have the cash flow the the influence and the knowledge to convert energy into cash flow.  Children can be and are most times can be the most destructive humans on this planet.  They learn fast and are very easy to be influenced by the right source.  Think again if you think not.  It happened in our community. it still does with the cash flow we have, the same thing happens. I was born and  I was told I was a mixed race child. and in our society if any part of you is African the Whloe part of you is African!  I don't have a problem.  I kewn who I was when I was 2.  I'm just saying the problem is wide spred not race bound.  I know, I felt It I lived it.  Talk to the Hand! Most school reunions are just a farce. A display of look at me now! I made it in spite of you!  Few get to say if had not been for you I don't know where I WOULD BE!  I've heard that before, it feels good.  I wish I could have done more.  What have you done lately to swing that pendulum into favor for a child who seems so down and out.  Not always the highest score, but maintains a score. Mantained scores show diligence and perseverance. This child really never received any special attention by professionals, where another did, but their strenght in judgement and attention to details took them to a higher place. I respect thoes Students. They never give up, and make every class reunion. See you next time, Remember , I love you.

A book review with author Brian Jones

Out-of-Body to Hell, pt. 2 of 2

I see you with my heart. I desire you with my thoughts. I wis you well this day and every day.  You know I thought about you Saturday night. for a lot a circumstances in my life right now, I have to choose various other days.  Know this I keep  you in mind always.  So many times, I ponder the thought of  things to do so as not just to jump up and down about what we need to do. I have solutions, and I never sing off with out sharing one or sometimes more.  They are just basic human everyday things to tend to the needs and rights of others.  We can not exist here alone. we need people.  Yes there are times when I just want to go and hide. to put everything and everybody out of my sight. Out of my ears. No, it last such a short time, but honestly those seconds do exist in me, the lover of all people.  I'm one of those ones who puts off Christmas shopping until the 24th of December. I love it, and I do it on purpose, just to be near all those people, wow, what a treat.  Its a time when I get to touch someone who had no intention on touching someone such that I am.LOL. y\You know what? and sometimes I do, I lol.  Bargans,yes, but the best of all is the Christmas feeling I get.  I get to touch people in mass.  One of my greatest desires in life. Crazy huh?  I told you I am crazy.  I'm crazy in love with you. My people, my unseen public.  What a thought.  Do you know how many young people have thoughts such as this? Graffito,  all over every thing. All kinkds of confirurations and all kinds of messsages.  Some of it , most of it is so very beautiful. Of course ther is danger in over kill. mMuch of it is written to send the establishment a message, some, ment to be art an expression, a belief, a destiny, even a way out, of what ever.  do you undersand whereI'm going? No I never did it. Nor would I ever. I'm from another place in time. where we learned how to speak piglatin and cuss you out while  some floks just thought we were so cute with those cute little nothing words.  We knew exactly what we were saying.  If you were slow, too bad, your whole family just got run down. Who am I talking to to night?  You needed to read what I just wrote.  Perhaps you were one of those. I was.  Youth come in all kinds of packaging. This is what out society has taught. The SERVIVAL OF THE FITTEST.  I get so upset with the educational system of rewards.  The teach students to lie and steal.  Some of our greatest minds are lost to the streets becausof their IQ according to a test  written and required by the elite, not genus, money. Power. And so we turn out what is taught to middle of the road.  Most of the society can not read or write. Count .Yes, that is business, sporst, music, building, machanics, science medcine all controlled by the elite.  Money.  Under bridges , how to blow a city up is taught and lesrned, by someone who was expell from school in the 9th grade. Who knew more than the teacher.  You know I'll telling the truth.  One of them may have been you.  Your mamma had a day job, no dad in sight, you usually had no lights in the house to study, and the kids thoght you were weird because you went to the library after school. But still. No one called your name when graduation day came. know any one like that? I have know many. They usually wast out on this planet doning something they usually don't even care any more, what that something is. Look what we have done! It can be corrected.  If it was you, you know a way, share it. Someone somewhere will listen. Not only listen but act on your behalf.  Not on so such just for you ,but for those out there who are are suffering as you did.  This is how we make his world a better place. one person at a time. One day at a time.  We can, we must.  Next time I will share how we make the middle of the roaders, liers and cheats. Hum. I may even define you. Maybe not, because you read what I write.  Until then, I'll keep you in my prayers and  I'll love you with every thought (**)

I'm here and  its not Saturday night.  I'm so blessed you are here. Thank you again. I have started placing my inteviews on my blogg site. I truly hope you enjoy them.  I've done 6 now. there will be another one the first of the week #2 of my friend Dr. Williams.  I've known her for a while, she is a wonderful person.  Well I'm in good shape after this trimatic decision.  I'm still shaking my head.  Oh but I'm also doing the most powerful thing. Watching and praying. praying and watching.  We'll get through this.  I'm not sad, I'm angry. Not at people so much, but at the existing evil the continues to invade my presence on this planet!  I'm done with it!  I've declared all out war on evil!  I'm not just telling you. I have premission to do exactly what I was sent to do.  Some of you may remember, I have told about the fact that at the end of my freshma year in college I. was married. Not because I was pregnant, but because i was so loved and in love, I just could't helpe it. We lived hundreds of miles away from each other. My mother was strict. very much so . I was worse that she, I knew I was supose to wait. well I was 18 and waiting, for this 31 year old man. He got me. Took me home... Now that is enough of that story.  Before the end of his life in 2012. he gave some advice on how to live, I listened. It was lovely.  Not long ago, this year in fact, (2013), I realized I'm free.  Really free for the first time in my life. I went from my mothers home to my husbands home. Now I'm at home.  I desire to travel the world with my message of hope.  I write all the time. Now, search for people, reading  books, people want me to read for interviews an nuonces to probe the minds of people with a message. We are really alike in a wonderful kind of way. I like it. In fact I love it.  I'm a people person. I love love people, I really do. Back to my realization. I want to be free, just for me.  I once thought  I wanted to be attached again but ,no, its too soon. So now my age, I'm blessed, really Blessed. Since my discovery, I'm 18, going on 71. I was 18 when I married. I no nothing about not being married. I want to know. and I do and I'll even learn more. I remember being 18, yes and all the rest. but 18 is special for me. I'm 70. Do't look it  and I did not do it. The gift was given by my Creator YAH. I don't feel like it and I sure do not smeel like it. Older people seem to develope a certain smell. I don't smell, my house does not smell, Thank God.LOL.I do not act my age, never intend to.  My youngest child who is 40, calls me his wild mamma. I am, I'm wild, and in love with who YAH Created me to hang with, you. I hope you love me too.  Its not always easy, but its fun to try. I say what I want, usually. However it is always in regards to the well being of someone else.  People are not to be trampled upon!  Only things at some times.  I still listen to rapp music. really rapp is basicly the for form of the trans message system. It tells a story.  I hear all of these stories, I'm still shaking my head, not to the beat, and most of them are very nice, but I'm shaking my head to the words they are saying. and even the ones they were to hurt to say and that is usually a huh sound. I hear more thand sounds and the music I hear the hurt .  I hear  and feel the pain. The beat is the cover up. The more exquisite the more  intense the drama, the detestation.  I get it after the first two words. I heard one tha started with' I hate you I love you.'  That simply means I hate you because- and it plays through out the song.  The correct term for rappers  are minsterial  (an instrument). Messager, one who delivers, or tells. They usually had beautiful voices, and gifted to do what they did. The ones I've heard so far are very gifted.  I will listen to more.  When I return , you know where I'm going wwith this right back to the daily news in my life, he miss treatment of youth on this planet and where it is going! You know, you said it, let's look for better, and live the same. I love you with the heart of an 18 year old , who knows where she is going. See you ,Love you be safe come back carefully(**)