arrrrrgghhhh!

It seems that gainful employment isn't as easy to come by unless ones idea of gainful is barely making it.... well still in the hole really.

Would you hire me?

To Whom It May Concern:

Money

Money seems to be the root of all. All that is anymore. I cannot seem to get enough of it either.

Cryptic previous Post

I was rushed off the 'puter when I wrote the last post. The point I intended to make was that; if a person is seeking divorce due to "falling in love" with someone else and there are children from the marriage then, they should be required (by law) to take those children with them. Especially if they are under the age of 10.
Here's the logic behind my thinking: The other parent that is left devastated and alone to raise the kid and mourn the lost relationship can in no way be a parent. On many levels. I am not going to go into examples or details on why. If you think about it - you'll know what I mean.

Courts of Law

If Love is God and God is Love Life wouldn't be if not for Love and if something as personal and soulful as Marriage can only be broken through a Court of Law then said courts most certainly should - NO MUST Exercise their authority by taking responsibility for the impact Divorce is having on Society and well Frankly - the existence of Life - Love and Laughter.

Painting the Rainbow

Painting The Rainbow

Living is green - the color of growing.you're part of the scene - you're naturally showing.

Anger is red - the color of blood.gone out of your head? Now rise above.

Being is clear - no color at all.and things that you fear - will color your fall.

Craving is purple - the color that's rare.you jump over hurtles to find yourself there.

Decision is gray - the color between.you bend and you sway. on one thing you lean.

Loving is gold - worthy of wealth.dont let it be sold or lay on a shelf.

Your sins are all black - the colors combined.you cant take them back there is no rewind.

Life is a rainbow you paint everyday.the 'you' that you show the life you display.

Melinda S Marinko
Copyright 2002

LADY IN WAITING Lady in waiting In a cocoon of realization Across thin ice she’s skating To reach her destination What she’ll never know is how deep it goes And when springtime comes She turns and runs. Lady in waiting On the street corner of faith Her daydreams creating Mental toxic waste What she’ll never know is how deep it goes And when her bus comes She turns and runs. Lady in waiting At dusk for the sunrise Always anticipating Until it arrives What she’ll never know is how deep it goes And when the sun comes She turns and runs. Melinda Marinko 1989

It's 2005

In the age of total world communication and sci fiction is now science NON-fiction, I feel it's time to reach out to the masses so my family and friends don't have to listen to me anymore. Now it is your turn. When I return to continue this blog (can't right now - gotta go) I will spill out onto this keyboard snack sized observations. My bowl of mixed nuts, (if you will) washed down with the fermented mind altering liquid I call the "Mind of Mel Margarita".