I recently came across a post with this picture in it. The comments following were of course “he is so cute” , I just love his cute little face” and “I am kissing him in my mind ”to name a few with about 20 comments after that along those same lines. NO ONE sad anything about what this little guy was going through. Think about it, he is approximately a 25 pound animal wedged in a tree at the shoulder. Put yourself in his place what would you feel? Would it be how cute you must look or how much pain you are feeling with all of your weight supported by vise like pressure on your muscles and skin, You think he could have been afraid of falling?. I commented this on the thread and as was to be expected a guy reached deep into his bag of new aged rhetoric and pulled out the usual catch phrase said “seeing the bad is a sign of a negative self-image” or something like that.  It is sad how often a person will say what they think they are supposed to say to be seen as a loving thoughtful person when what needed to be said was the fact that the photographer was callous enough to pup this little guy in such a position as to cause him considerable pain. I am pretty sure instead of knowing he was being kissed in someone’s mind he would have preferred to be let out of the damn tree.

R.Caruso (c)

The American Way

The American Way

In the tragic death of Trayvon Martin, George Zimmerman saw a young man that in his mind was suspiciously dressed and acting in a potentially threatening way.

He felt this young man was in some way a threat to his neighbor hood so he mounted a preemptive attack on Trayvon based on what he thought he might do. (KINDA WHAT WE ARE ABOUT TO DO TO IRAN)  the only difference is we want to ultimately take what rightfully belongs to them (oil). Another great way our “progressive” government is leading by example. Maybe the codefendant in this trial other then Zimmerman is this idiotic practice or preemptive attacks.

R.Caruso (c)

Welcome to the Machine


It shouldn’t be shocking to anyone that we have people in this country that will fight animals to the death for money.  The only difference between them and our govt is that our government uses our kids instead of dogs.  not for money but for oil and control.  The amazing thing is that they’re able to get the American people to agree to it.  The dog has no choice. I personally support the troops were and disgusted in the way their lives sacrifices are being wasted by this heartless greedy militarized monster.  That we call home. 😦

R.Caruso (c) 2012

The Final Act.

On a mountain precipice an old man stood

thinking about his life

He took a pen and paper out and

quickly began to write

He wrote I faced my inner demons; I stood

strong through every test.

It has been a long hard road to get

here ; I have done my very best

To my kids I love you deeply, beyond this life that love will stand

You birth gave me life, your life

gave me strength to be a stronger man

You were taught to stand strong

against adversity; though it’s hard to tell just when.

Are you standing strong on stubborn

ground? Or should you step back and start again

I watched you face your challenges my

hopes and prayers with you

I listen through your painful nights

wishing there was more that I could do.

The years went by so quickly not

enough time to keep you close

Of all the things I’ll miss in this

life I’ll miss you both the most.

To friends and lovers that’s come and

gone I hope that you can see.

No matter what happened I did my best

, I was the all I knew to be.

To god please send this letter to the ones I love; something I know that you will do.

People I met who cried for help, I

gave a message to them from you.

He wrote “my health is failing, won’t be useless in this life.

So he tossed his letter to the

Universe and stepped into the light.

R.Caruso © 2011

negative thought

When it comes to negative thought or energy you have two choices

1.you can stand strong and face it with the strength of the light which always conquers the dark.

Or you can weakly hide behind you hands like a two-year old and pretend it doesn’t exist.


A Day in the Life

Hello Mrs. Smith, how are you today

I am sorry to hear your life long love

has recently passed away.

I know you loved him dearly

I know he loved you too.

You have trouble thinking clearly

You are left wondering what to do


You feel him close to you at night.

But his absence gives you pain.

You see his form just out of sight

And you think you’ll go insane


I settle back into my chair deep breathing

is my way

Of tuning into Mr. Smith maybe

There’s something he needs to say.


I see a man Mrs. Smith  tall, lean and a little gray

he has a crooked smile ms Smith

but he is missing his right leg.

He lost his leg the day he died she said

as her voice began to fade

Then tears trickled down her grief worn face

“Oh my god that must be Wade”.


Mr. Smith says he loves you,

he is sorry he had to leave.

He has stayed with you after he had passed

to help you while you grieve.


His vibration started to envelop me there

was a lot more he had to say.

So I settled back into my chair and

let him have his way.


Tell little Wade I love him and

that his daddy is ok.

Tell him I‘ll see him in his dreams

and in his heart I’ll always stay.


Tell him that I will be there

If  he needs me anytime.

I’ll miss holding him when

he gets scared.

But I will hold him in his mind.


You both made my life worth living

Those memories I will keep.

Like the night you kissed my shoulder

when you thought I was asleep.


I’ll miss holding you against me and

the sweet smell of your dark hair.

Your soft warm body felt so good to me

I thanked god that you were there.


Don’t be afraid to love again

It’s no disrespect to me.

No matter what you do my love

our love will always be.


I wish for you the best of life

That has always been my way.

When you love another, I

will be happy too that day.


Tina, please know I love you

I haven’t gone away.

Your are in my heart and soul my love

We will be together again one day.


I felt a shutter consume me as

Mr. Smith went on his way.

Mrs. Smith just sat and stared at me

Not knowing what to say.


Through tear filled eyes she forced a smile

She said “I have just one thing to say”

The things Wade said

you couldn’t have known

was what I needed to hear today.


I watch Mrs. Smith as she left the room

lighter than when she came.

Full of hopes for a bright tomorrow

as her life gets rearranged.


I felt sadness for Mrs. Smith

But I said all I could say.

So with a cleansing breath released it

I had four more to go that day.

R.Caruso © 2008