Our Demise

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My heart breaks at the sad state that we have left our planet in. After a decent amount of time researching, I have started to wonder if there is any point in trying to reverse the damage that we have done? WE have been the virus to our Planet, which has been here billions of years, and will be here billions of years after humankind. I’m sure it has a defensive mechanism that will kick in, which seems to already be happening, like barfing up a stomach flu. It WILL cleanse itself, to our demise and our future generations will suffer until we are no more. Makes me kind of sad that I brought my children into this setting, but they are the only thing that makes the time here worth living, not watching, living!


I see lines across our Planet and we stay within our own

Isn’t this Planet supposed to be all our home

One day, long ago, someone planted a flag

Unfortunately, for us, they didn’t go stag

Then the rest of humanity followed suit

If someone else was there, they just gave them the boot

Now it’s all out of hand and damaged beyond repair

The Lines are drawn with no room to spare

Is there a country left with only the one’s who came first

I beg to differ, all cover this Earth

Go to any Country, take a look around

It’s not all white, tan or brown

It’s a Rainbow of color with different tones

All wanting the same thing, a place to call home

But someone drew Lines and said that’s not for you

Only my people are allowed to pass through

If the Planet wanted Lines it would have placed them itself

It would probably have been wise considering her health

All the same animal with all this room to grow

But if you cross that Line, someones sure to say no

DAP 5/9/19 Written with Love

The Center for Disagreement

Temple Mount Jerusalem, Israel

I have always been a person that appreciates history and studied human history, as a hobby, for many years. I enjoy learning about different cultures and have always dreamed of seeing the places I was learning about. I have never had money, just kids, and have learned to just appreciate the time we are given and not worry about discovering the world. Plus, my kids kept me pretty busy.

After two failed marriages and three kids, I met the woman that destiny had planned for me. If I had met her at any other time, it would have been wrong, so it was worth the wait. So many different elements had to happen for us to cross paths, but it happened. This amazing woman happens to be Israeli and I thought, from my hobby, that I knew something about that region. I was so wrong.

During the next four years, my youngest son and I, acclimated to having a woman in the house and felt more like a family unit. My other kids also took to her well and she was fully accepted by my family, as anyone with a good heart is. Her family had visited on different occasions but I had only Skyped with her father. So they decided to add two tickets when they bought my girlfreinds tickets for a visit. We were going in August.

It was then, July 2016, that my oldest son died in a car wreck. He was a soldier, so there was a lot of travel around the country, for a bit. Then we received his body at home and where able to lay him to rest at Riverside National Cemetery. I was glad it was over but it had really just begun. After all this, I felt that we needed to get away for a bit.

As we discussed the trip and planned our visits we were all anticipating a great trip, let alone we had found out that we had a little girl on the way. It was also their first grandchild from three kids, so they were very excited. We had plans to stay were they lived in Haifa and would visit Jerusalem for two days. This was something I had dreamed about for years. To walk on stones with such history.

I am not a religious person, and my girlfriend is more of a Buddhist than Israeli, but I had some family that wanted me to add notes to the wall, so my son and I decided to add notes written to his brother, my son. All was set and we looked forward to having a great adventure on the other side of the world.

The fifteen hour flight was something I had never experienced, lots of movement, praying and such and smells I wasn’t familiar with. It was starting to feel like an adventure and I was happy to just be living the moment. Now, I have heard my share of stories about Jews but I had no experience to judge any of it, so I just decided to roll with it. My girlfriend has a Israeli passport so she went to a different line. So my son and I are standing in a crammed area, being bumped by everyone, without one “excuse me”. By now, the flights getting to me and I’m watching as a group of religious guys, I call the men in black, slowly talk their way in front of everybody else in line.

Now, I don’t know protocol, but nobody said a damn thing, and after being knocked around with a total absence of manners, I lost it. I picked one man in black, closest to me in the group and said loudly, “Hey, do you see us all waiting here in line or what?”. Nothing, ignored, blank face. I think that people may have thought I just got cursed, “well he’s going to hell”. So, I just sucked it up and was hoping it wasn’t just the beginning of a nightmare, thankfully it wasn’t.

The Mediterranean was amazing, Haifa was beautiful, the food and her family were incredible and all was well. We were excited to journey to Jerusalem and were planning to visit the Dead Sea, which we did, and it was as hot as sitting in a sauna, with a wind chill of 130 degrees. After that we made our way to our hotel in Jerusalem, and the day was starting off great. We headed to Mahane Yehuda market and got greeted with live music along the walk to the old city. We were enjoying the day and the weather was great.

The market was incredible and I felt like I was in one of the places I had seen on documentaries so many times. Which I was and even though I am not religious, the feeling of spirituality, I couldn’t shake. This physical contact to history and all that came with it. I was in awe. As I would learn later, it was delightfully deceiving. Filled with tourists, Arabs, Israelis and all different ethnicity, I felt very comfortable and at ease. We continued to walk the old city markets, but I noticed arguments among her two siblings and parents, regarding alleys that they didn’t trust. My wheels started spinning and my head started swiveling more than it was, I was a Marine and my youngest son was standing next to me.

One of the places I wanted to visit was Olive Hill, over-looking Temple Mount (pictured above), what I didn’t know, was that an Arab village sits next to it. Being American, I figured a religious spot here would be one of the safest places on Earth, Wrong again! My girlfriend, sister and mom headed to the hotel and my son, her dad, brother and I headed out. The first warning came when we parked, in the village for some reason, as my obviously American, teenage son stepped out of the car. There was an alley with about three teenagers that gave the “throat-cut sign” to my son as soon as he stepped out of the truck. And I do know, they probably mean it there. I tell her father, the boys had disappeared, and we drive to the parking lot where I took the picture.

I took a few pics and was ready to go. I asked my son if he wanted to ride the scroungy camel that the Bedouin was pushin, he denied. Now, I had some idea that my girlfriends dad is an extreme sport guy, he is, but the extremity I am about to tell you about was as risky as you can be with your life. So, wanting me to see what Israelis have to deal with everyday was his goal, unannounced to me. Keep in mind, I had just buried my son, and the last thing I wanted to do was risk the life of the only son I have left.

So we leave the parking lot to go back to the hotel and I let my son ride up front so he can check things out. As I look around, I notice that there are no soldiers, it’s quite dirtier than where we were before and the looks are a bit scary. Now, an argument in Hebrew starts, traffic is barely moving and the only thing I can think is if someone wanted to make a name for themselves, they have two Jews and two Americans, wrapped in a tin can that’s stuck in traffic. Instinct kicks in and I tell my son to tone it down, remove the shades, avoid eye contact and stay calm. Meanwhile, my girlfriends brother is blowing up at his father, agreeing that we shouldn’t be here. This is probably nothing compared to what he got from my girlfriend and mother, so I think he payed enough.

I have to tell you, I have never felt hate that strong. It is so present, that I think it would be impossible to live like that at least for me. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not everywhere, and some cities feel safe, but are they really? I even had a scary moment later while eating with her dad in a small village but nothing traumatic, so I let it go. This was all in 2016, so the current situation gives some indication that it is continuing. To be honest, in my opinion, this is a disagreement that will never be resolved. I’m not even sure it’s religious anymore, more about possession. I feel for my girlfriends family and everyone, not only Israelis, that have to deal with that kind of prejudice and hate everyday.

From my interactions with Israelis here in the states, they seem to want to work it out, but they are here. Kind of tells me they don’t want to live with it either. I don’t know all the details and I don’t get religious or political about something I know nothing about really. I do know this, you can’t put two Animals of the same species, different versions in the same arena and have them NOT fight. Example, tiger-lion, cheetah-lion, leopard-mountain lion….etc. Notice predators?

I wish it wasn’t like this but the lines were drawn long ago and I don’t believe any amount of negotiation or agreement will ever work. If it looks like it might be close, someone will sabotage it, one side or the other. It’s really too bad, it is beautiful country from what I have seen, and it deserves better than this, considering it’s history. So much good was intended for Jerusalem, how did it get taken over by selfishness and hate? I’m sorry I even had to say that, I like it there but couldn’t stay too long in the cities with any sort of feeling of comfort. It’s too bad it has to be like that.

I have been back since then, got to visit New York and London, that was nice. That first trip to Israel will always stick with me. There is such a feeling of hate, even surrounded by armed soldiers, I felt even more of a target. I hope things can change. The love of my life and my daughter visit regularly and their family reside there and every time I hear about something happening, they immediately come into my head. As of late, it’s not looking good. I hope things change for the better for all people involved in this volatile, explosive disagreement.

Different Angles

Is it really that hard to see we are the same

The Human condition begins in the brain

Conditioned to look from one point of view

How can anything learned really be true

Our colored skin seems to determine fact

Whether it be white, brown, other or black

Bias and prejudice take hold in a view

Never taking the time to confirm if its true

Embrace the difference, it’s what makes us unique

Why do we have to belong to one certain clique

Hug your neighbor, open a door

This invites change; positive we need more

DAP 5/6/19 Written with love

Murdering Mother

last sunset at ob from the deck

Can you hear it in the air?

It’s those simple words “I don’t care”

Don’t care about the tree’s, that doesn’t affect me

Don’t care about the ocean, it’s full of debris

Don’t care about others or what they say

I don’t care to help, I’m on a limited stay

I don’t care cause you don’t care

To mother nature this doesn’t seem fair


Look at the damage and hear this Earth moan

Open your eyes, this is the end of OUR loan

Polars are melting and our seas run black

Looking ahead, it’s a long way back

but I don’t care cause you don’t care

To Mother, this doesn’t seem fair

DAP 5/4/19 Written with Love



The Pain Endless

I seem to be at a crossroads here, no one gets close, hard to be near.

Sitting and staring at a perfect view, and the only thing wrong, is I should be staring at you.

Hard to make sense of what this worlds dished out, but for me on a personal level, the world is missing out.

I want to find a corner to scream out loud, but I hold it in and try and pretend it didn’t happen or I don’t feel it or this is some fucking sick joke!!!!!

Cant seem to get ahold of my body or mind, but theres 3 more I must consider, and they are all your kind.

You would have been a brother, again and once more. But your siblings have never worried. You have always blocked the door.

More honest ive never  known, I hope I played a part.

But honest you were, and full of so much heart.

I was more proud of you, than ive ever been of myself

And a father couldn’t be prouder to help make a man better than himself.

You were honest and strong and really a smartass, but I love you and miss you and I wish you peace.

Honest strong and a smartass, yea! Your related! PLEASE!

The point of all this, is for some relief,

I cant hardly breathe and ive lost my belief

Is there some solution I haven’t yet seen

Or does this shit just go on, like a bad fuckin dream?

Whatever the case and however it comes out

Theres some sort of answer, I have no doubt

I just cant see through this veil of tears

And im pretty sure this will last for years

My son saved my life and gave me a path

I thought for sure he would make it last.

I cant stop crying or feeling the pain

Honestly, just trying to stay sane.

Love to all. Appreciate what you have, daily

DAP 8/15/16

The way of this World

I look around and see things are out of hand

It seems hate is spreading from sea to sand

I don’t understand how it feels good to hate

Deciding it’s up to you to decide ones fate

Hold out your hand or offer a hug

i will accept and help fill you with love

We all belong to the same human race

our concern should be not getting kicked out of this place

Only one world, should be one love

With all the fighting, not sure anyone’s still watching, from above

DAP 5/3/19


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