George McGinty

Are You Into The Bah Humbug?

George — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 02:01:28 +0000

I cannot believe that I have not uttered those words for a whole year. It is about that time again when I begin. I know a lot of people love to hate me for it and very many would really love to see me roast in hell like one of Gordon Ramsey’s famous scallops but who cares?

Almost every single time this season comes around I am plagued with myriad things that I just do not need in my life. For instance why in the world do I have to break my already malnutritioned piggy to put a smile on someone’s face? If I love them then they know it already and I should not have to fork over a Gucci bag just to make them smile. Does it not then cease to be love right there?

That is not really the main reason but just one of the many because let us face it, Mr Scrooge was not strapped for cash and neither am I despite the near great depression we just went through. People will have runny noses and all they will want is kiss on this cheek and a kiss on that. I hope I do not end up under mistletoe. Bah humbug!

My Life And Death Moment Yes

George — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 02:02:10 +0000

I had never known how important some things were in my life until this moment. No doubt you will put your value on this and on that but you never really know the value until that point in your life when things come crashing all around you. Until everything around you is as dark as it was for me at that very moment. So dark that you know there is some truth to it when scientists speak of dark matter. You feel like you can reach out and touch it.

The taste in my mouth was nothing like anything I had ever tasted. I thought of all the people I knew and wondered how many were wondering what I was going through. None of them could possibly come close to knowing what this felt like. With every step closer to freedom I got I realized that all of us take too much for granted. I kept procrastinating on saying I love you and doing things that I was meant to do when I was meant to do. I could hear the rescue searchers pull away the last of the debris that had buried me alive in the earthquake. I had every tax payer that employed these fire men to thank for this breath of fresh air.

Today Is The Day I Speak My Mind

George — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 19:11:41 +0000

I have been wanting to start a blog site for a while now, and today is the day I begin. I had to get some help from my bud Peter and he hooked me up with hosting and a little training on how to figure out the word press stuff. Now I am good to go and will start blogging from here. I am just going to write whatever I want and see where it takes me.

I think blogging is going to be really good therapy for me and that is what I need with my stressful life and such. Time to get that figured out! Love!

The Dove And The Ark

George — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 01:57:23 +0000

I could not see the horizon at all but I knew it was not because of the heavy torrents that surrounded this immense construction. To be a part of this was good on the heart. I was happy that I had listened and left everything that I owned behind. The problem was for what?

He had kept his word and saved those who had listened to him. The rest who had not listened were not with us. I was happy to be alive but the heavy tug in my heart when I thought about the millions submerged below the fresh water was enough to stop the beating.

He said he loves us so much. How could he just smite us all with rains? I now knew that he really did exist and that he was not one to be taken lightly. I always knew he was one to be feared but this was too much. Did I now have to live so afraid of death like this the rest of my life?

Then I saw the dove come shine through the mist almost like a cavalry. We were going to make it, a whole new world. We did not have to live in fear forever. There was his promise, the largest rainbow that any of us ever saw. He always keeps his word.

I Had A Change Of Heart

George — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 01:56:13 +0000

They all looked up to me and as the air’s electric aura escalated I looked down at them and realized I was now more than a demigod. Just a few years back I was down there looking up at my idol. He told me that I could do anything I wanted and I did not have to listen to anything that anybody said.
That was all I was doing when I had begun my journey towards this very moment. I had finally made it and here they were screaming their lungs out for me till their throats tasted of bile. I should have been glad I should have. Only one thing rang in my head above all those screams. The spotlight is where I had wanted to be all this time but now it only shone like another type of spotlight. The kind in the interrogation room.
I knew I had caused it all and I blamed myself because I had turned a deaf ear to the poor soul. Now I had more than one soul to writhe about. He had strapped that bomb around himself and headed down to the local mall. He had squeezed down on that button and watched the flash take him and many along with him. He had done what I had told him to do. He had rebelled.