It seems that as you get older, the harder it is to lose weight. Not that I am the type of cholo that is worried about my belly or moobs... but I have noticed that my testimony (I'm sure that's what it is) is growing more rapidly these days. And though I don't find that alarming per se, I just think it's another of God's cruel pranks he must giggle at. I mean seriously, as far back as Adam, he's been giving and taking away. Think about that for a minute and you'll see what I mean. Really. As we get closer to the grave we being to lose our hair (though I am blessed with the "curse" of being part Sasquatch or Werewolf), teeth, hearing, vision, in short...all the stuff we didn't have at one time. So he lets us enjoy it for a few years and then he begins to take it all away. That sucks. So what did he take away from me you ask? I wish that I could say that he is slowly taking away all of the unwanted hair from my butt, but sadly, that isn't the case at all. In fact, my nose and ears are becoming my own little garden that requires attention from me almost on a weekly basis. How gross is that??? And the hair on my money maker is thicker than ever....pretty soon I'm sure I'll have to start braiding it. But I'm getting a little off subject with my rant. What I'm noticing is that my metabolism is beginning to suck ass!

My eating habits haven't changed at all...yet the six pack I had in my prime has become a kegger. My pectoral muscles that glistened with baby oil while strutting my stuff on the beach are now beginning to look like a pubescent girl who is in desperate need of a training bra. Oh the horror! Thank God for game...and for women who have the capacity to look beyond the physical appearance!

My main homegirl Lisa recently wrote how she is eating healthy and has lost 25+ pounds. And though it's impressive and I'm proud of her...she has not convinced this old cholo bastard that dieting is the way to go. By the way she looks damn good for being a year older than me! You should check her out...er...I mean, check out her site.

Anyway, though I'm no longer a sexy bitch...and haven't been for 15 years, I do have a plan! That's right! Why diet and exercise when I could just...

Damnit! If Godzilla can do it, so can I! I mean seriously, he's 53 years old and look at him, he looks great. You can't tell me it was all diet and exercise! You don't exercise a new chin into existence, no matter how many push ups you do. Let's be honest, Godzilla got a little work done. And hell, if it's good enough for Godzilla, It's good enough for me.

THOUGHTS????

*******UPDATE************************************

I received a lot of private messages asking me if I was serious about getting some work done. I had to laugh. Of course not! I would never consider doing that. I was trying to be funny. However, as far as getting work done goes, the only thing I'd ever consider doing again, or getting more of is this ===>

If I did have money like that to spend on myself, I'd get rid of some, if not all of my ink.

Children are susceptible of influences; those whom they esteem most they will be the most likely to imitate. And as children generally suppose their parents to be superior to all others (which is why, my dad can beat up your dad never ends) they are very apt to be controlled by their influence, either for good or for bad. Hence the wise man says, "Train up a child in the way that he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it." The reality though, is that parents cannot train children  in the proper path, unless they walk therein themselves. Reality check, Miguel!

Thoughts????

*Inebriated, drunk, intoxicated, tipsy, bent, blasted, blitzed, hammered, juiced, loaded, pickled, plastered, sauced, shit-faced, sloshed, smashed, tanked, toasted, wasted, A little too much of Grandpa's medicine....

..."maybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do? I had to feed my fuckin' family. What else could I do, but be a thug?" Tupac Amaru Shakur

"Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, he will give him a stone? Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent?" Jesus

Once in a while, God puts the smack down on this old cholo heathen. It seems that he knows the right time to do it. It's usually timed to perfection. Last night for example, just as S.O. put a hot plate of food in front of me, I came across this picture. I don't know why exactly, but at that moment, it really touched me. I say that I don't know why, because I'm no a stranger to poverty...and in no way did this shock me. The thought stayed with me all through the night, and even carried into a dream once I fell asleep.

In America, most of us have the luxury to put ourselves in God's place and decide what is right and wrong for the rest of the world. From the comfort of our own home, and usually after a nice meal, we denounce others who happen to be here illegally...because they are invading our land. We even form organizations like the Minute Men, to patrol the borders and keep those people out!

I'm not going to argue the point of right or wrong...no. I just want you to do something for me. The next time you look at your children, pretend that they were the ones forced to rummage through the city dump looking for food. Pretend that circumstances were such that you couldn't do anything for them but try and find something edible among the rotting stench. Imagine what it would be like to listen to your children tell you how they wish they lived a different life. Then recall the words that Jesus spoke (from the quote above) and tell me what you would do. What would you do?

Oh wait...I know what you're gonna say. "Well it's sad that this happens, but it's Mexico's (because everyone is from Mexico, regardless of what county they are really from) fault. It isn't America's problem. Mexico needs to be held responsible to take care of its own citizens." And we say this as we scarf down another Twinky.

So maybe it is wrong. Mexico should make things better. But meanwhile, their kids are barely surviving. So they take their chances and come to America. Illegally. But once they're here, they work hard, keeping their goals in mind. They work under the hot ass sun all day for what we would consider petty cash. They know that they are being exploited. They know that they are not wanted and are despised. They realize that they smell bad and look worse. Do you think that they don't realize the look of disgust that we give them? It doesn't matter though...the kids...that's what matters.

Now there's the flipside...but you'll have to wait for that.

THOUGHTS???

*************THE FLIPSIDE********PART 2********************************

Do you know what the meaning behind the tattoo on Tupac's stomach is? THUG LIFE is actually an acronym for The Hate U Gave Little Infants, Fuck Everybody. What does that mean exactly? Well, there may be more to it than I can tell you. What I know it means, at least in part, is that kids grow up seeing the hate that everybody has for them. They see discrimination and even overt racism. Some of these kids learn to hate you right back! Only they kick it up a notch.

We grew up seeing our fathers work like slaves and still struggle to put food on the table. We dealt with the teasing in school about our clothes, our shoes and even our culture. You even made us ashamed of our parents. We grew up seeing the look you gave us...the way we were treated, as if we were somehow lower than you. We heard you laugh at our accents when we tried to learn the language. But mostly, you taught us that we would never get a fair shot at being like you, or having the things you have. And we hate you for it!

 I think Ice T said it best, "You turned the needy into the greedy, with cocaine, my success came speedy."

And that is one of the most powerful reasons why kids who are full of hate, join a gang. To get out of poverty and feel like men. In this lifestyle, money is very attainable. Robbery, extortion, and even selling drugs are all ways that we can have what you have. Why work all day under the hot ass sun for pennies when we can make more money selling crack on the corner? How do you think we feel when your racist ass crosses the street because you are afraid? Finally, we feel superior. We feel stronger. And it feels good.

It isn't until much later that we realize that this was wrong. That we made the wrong choices. We see the downside and consequences that that lifestyle brings. We don't want that for our kids anymore than our parents wanted it for us. So now we try and embrace the culture we threw away. Family and hard work to provide for our children. We endure what our parents endured...because we see what really matters in this world...our kids.

Sad.

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 It's tough to be a leader. Even tougher in the corporate/business world. There's tons of books out there about leadership skills...some good (or decent), some bad. I've read my share, as they are a requirement in the job that I have. In fact, we review these books on a weekly basis. It really irritates me, but I play the game. The biggest problem I have with these books is that it seems that nobody has anything original to say. All these books follow this format:

"In his book, Good To Great, so and so says..."

"Dr So And So, explains it like this in his book Talkin' Out Of My Ass, blah, blah, blah..."

"In his book, Bland Shit I Heard From Someone Once, he states that..."

And this is what they are all about. Everyone requoting each other and selling book after book, about the same, rehashed, tired, and boring shit. But I guess that I should glad that at least they are trying to help us become good "leaders."

I have to tell you, no matter how many books I read, I stick to my own ideas. Yeah, they're modified versions of what I learned in a past life of wickedness...but effective, none the less. Maybe I should write a book..."Everything I Learned About Leadership, I Learned In A Gang." But really, who would buy a book like that, especially from someone named Miguel? I'd have to use a fake name like Michael Anderson, or John Smith...to fool people into thinking I was something other than one of those Mexican hooligans. I'd also have to change the title. Oh well.  Will you please just get on with what you're saying Miguel? Yes, hold on...I do have a point. I just had to give you a little intro.

I define leadership or a leader as someone who inspires and has the ability to make others follow them. Someone who instills a vision that people want to achieve. The problem is that this is no easy task when one removes fear from the equation. Because fear is one hellava (yes that's a word) motivator. People must also respect and trust you in order for you to be a good leader. We're in for a long post aren't we Miguel? Yes, you are. Okay, not really.

This is easily (relatively speaking) achieved with violence and an intemperate disposition. It doesn't take long. But earning that same amount of respect and admiration in the corporate/business world is not so easily achieved. But here is a quick list of things that both worlds share:

* Never ask anyone to do something you wouldn't be willing to do yourself. Prove it.

* Keep your word, no matter what. If you say you're going to do something DO IT.

* Realize that everyone has potential and is important in some way. Make sure they know it.

* Publicly recognize accomplishments

* Don't ever become complacent.

It would take me forever (to write) to give you examples of all of these things...and it would take you forever to read it. So, just take my word for it, or don't. Just a tip from your uncle Miguel.

***EDIT 1**************

I was asked a question via private messages. I was wondering when or if someone would ask about the milk carton and jail cell picture. I think very few people would've ever got that. Let me explain. Prison is a testing ground. It's bad for people with gang affiliations, but even worse for those who are just individuals. Among other things, people will test you by extortion, taxing, or just plain stealing. Cells are unlocked during certain hours and therefore, any possessions that you have will get stolen. It's almost a guarantee. In fact, some inmates will steal anything from new inmates without worry. They casually stroll into the cells and help themselves to anything they want. They are usually connected and therefore considered untouchable. That is a problem. However, some people simply will not accept the inevitable. They bow to no man. So they usually take a milk carton and cut off the top. They then tie it to the outside of the cell bars using a small to towel or string. They then place a personal belonging in it (usually something they could live without in case it was stolen) and wait for it to get stolen. This is a challenge to everyone of these prison thieves. It sends a message...which more often than not, is seen as a bluff. It tells them that there will be serious repercussions for anyone who steals from that person. By placing an item outside like that, he's saying that he's not the one to steal from. Kind of like saying, I dare you to steal from me. If the item/items get stolen, then the person has now earned the right to get his property back by any means necessary. He will still have to follow etiquette, and get permission to assault the protected inmate from the ones running the area...which he will no doubt receive. Now the person has the right to get his property back by any means necessary. More often than not, someone will die in the process. If he is successful though, he will have earned a reputation and get respect. He will not be bothered or have anything stolen from him again because others will know that there will be serious consequences if they steal from that man. They will move on to other people instead. This is one of the ways of earning people's respect and essential in the path to becoming a leader. Speaking in terms of street...not corporate of course.

I was watching the Lord of The Rings this morning, the first one...Fellowship Of The Ring. I really liked the movie. The story, the action, and most of all the special effects. Specifically the scene where Gandolf fights the Balrog. It got me thinking though...man, I was ripped off as a child! This is what I was watching when I was a kid==>

Yeah...a slight difference in quality you might say. Here are some more differences ==>

These were my cartoons. These are the cartoons my kids have ==>

I'd have to say that the X-men are just slightly cooler. Drawn just slightly better. But it doesn't end there. I remember other things too ==>

I recall my family packing me and my 200 relatives in this monstrosity! Of course us kids would be in the very back on  the fold out seats, sweating our asses off! And these days ==>

Yeah. I'd have to say that this ride is just a little more comfortable. Riding in the very back isn't so bad these days. You can even enjoy watching a dvd while sitting back there. Not to mention that kids can even regulate the air temperature back there. And here's another thing. Remember our discipline in school for acting up or swearing? ==>

And these days ==>

But there is, however, one thing that was great about living back then ==>

Enough said.

BTW, I found this quiz on Miztaken1's site. Booya! Take that! I had to share==>

Okay, sorry I took longer than I said I would. It seems that Mr Sandman is a ruthless son of a gun sometimes. It doesn't help that I'm feeling a little under the weather. But anyway, on to my post...

I wish that you could really understand how difficult it is for me to live a normal life and forget my past. I've been successful in keeping it private and in blending in with others. But though the camouflage may work on the outside, the inside is a different matter altogether. I guess the real problem is my personality. I'm hard wired a little different then most people. I'm such an extremist. It seems mediocrity is just not in my nature, and THAT, my friends, is where the problem is.

"By any means necessary" has always been my mathematical formula for not failing...at anything.  No rules, ethics, morality, limit, etiquette, or line to cross. And when one doesn't abide by any rules, there is really very little that you can't accomplish...speaking of a warped view of accomplishment.

But one begins to see things different (at least I did) once we become parents. For their sake, we make changes, follow rules, and live good lives. That's been the one thing that has kept me straight....my kids.

So what brought this on? Well...I ran out of time. Perhaps tonight. until then....THOUGHTS???

Sometimes, when I look around and observe people, I come to the realization that we are in fact a doomed species. Normally, I just listen to conversations that are within earshot and shake my head in silence. Other times I see things that make me cringe...but I keep it to myself. But fortunately, I have my Xanga page where I can talk about these things.

This got me thinking in a few rules that I live by and highly recommend that you do too. Actually, they're more like commandments.

Thou shalt not...

...choose a woman over a friend under any circumstance. And if you do, you should realize that you deserve what you get.

Thou shalt not...

...ever use her place for a rendezvous if she's still in a relationship with someone else.

Thou shalt not...

...assume that nobody is watching. Someone is always watching.

Thou shalt not

get a boner at the wrong time. Especially if you're no longer 15.

Thou shalt not...

wear anything but boxers if you're a man. No exemptions!

But thee most important thing for a man ever is this ===>

Thou shalt not have moobs. And if you do...keep it to yourself, you sick bastard!

Thoughts???

I guess there were 15 commandments originally, I assume that I have now revealed what the other 5 are in this post. See? And you thought that subscribing to me wasn't going to be educational! Shame, shame!

You know, maybe it has something to do with being forced to surrender the television most of the day to my kids. And having to endure Dora until I long for a quick death...maybe that is it.. But then, the more I look at Dora, the more I notice that she has devil eyes! And then I start to notice that her clothes don't match at all. And that she has a weird relationship with a monkey whose tale tip is pink for no apparent reason. I haven't quite put my finger on it...but there's something there. I'll get back to that later.

But it's just not Dora. A lot of the cartoons that our kids watch are just plain 'ol weird. You know? And damnit! I'm not fooled!

I know "This Old Man" when I hear it. That Barney song didn't originate with that purple bastard! Thieving purple bastard. And speaking of purple ==>

Have you ever watched the Teletubbies? The purple bastard who speaks with a manly voice is the only one who carries a woman's purse! And isn't the triangle on top of his head just a little too coincidental? Skipping around for all to see! Or worse! For my kids to see!

Getting back to Dora. As I was writing this post I remembered this toy S.O. bought my daughter. I took this away from her a few weeks ago. Maybe it was my perverted mind, but I saw what looks to be a penis with two balls disguised as a child's toy. What's worse she had it in her mouth at the time. Now, was this intentional? No idea. But intentional or not...it pissed me off. What's next? ==>

-More later-

Any thoughts???

The original one is 9 minutes long. You can see it here ==> Brett Darrow . The funny thing is that this video is shocking to so many people. Where I'm from this is standard operating procedure. I have to tell you though, what's shocking to me is that this happened to a white guy. You guys deal with this too? Wow.

And just in case you are ineterested, I found a good website full of this kind of stuff. I wasted a lot of hours there this morning ==> HERE.

**************UPDATE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE************** 

Oh man, I was just reading a distinguished site about alien abductions and they had a 52 question survey that one can take to help them determine if they've been abducted. What I found was really interesting and revealing! Here's the quiz, along with my answers:

52 Indicators Of Encounters Or Abductions By Aliens

Many millions of people, it seems, have had encounters with alien beings. Many of those people do not realize that they are having these experiences because of suppressed memories. Their awareness is limited to an occasional paranormal incident that seems to confuse them more than anything else. Some people are not ready to know for sure, others feel a deep need to know if they are involved with the beings. If you are in the later group, read on.

This is a list of 52 common indicators shared by most UFO abductees. It is based on known research on the subject and on personal findings. It has been compiled to help you determine if you are an abductee. Of course there may be other explanations for these occurrences and this is in no way an absolute means of knowing if you are an abductee. If you or someone you know does fit many of these traits listed here, PLEASE seek the help of a qualified researcher of therapist. This list is not in any particular order.

Ask yourself if you . . .

1.Have had missing or lost time of any length, especially one hour or more.

Why, yes! I was drinking Southern Comfort on more than one occasion and for some strange reason I don't recall where the time went and what happened to me!

2.Have been paralyzed in bed with a being in your room.

Again, YES! I was surprised by my homie's wife one night when nobody was around. And she looked extra yummy. I was paralyzed momentarily, and certain parts of my anatomy were also stiff (with fear?). Regrettably, my stiffness and paralyzation was quickly overcome with the sudden realization that she was off limits!

3.Have unusual scars or marks with no possible explanation on how you received them. especially if you have an emotional reaction to them. (i.e. small scoop indentation, straight line scar, scars in roof of mouth. in nose, behind or in ears, or genitals, etc.

Um...yes and no. I recall waking up in a hospital bed with many scars, indentations, and puncture wounds on my genitals and yes, there was an emotional reaction to them. However, it was due to thinking I was invincible on one occasion, where I was proven wrong. One of many such occasions.

4.Have seen balls of light or flashes of light in your home or other locations

Yes! It was usually accompanied by people wearing black uniforms asking me for my drivers license, registration and proof of insurance! Sometimes these men also barged into my home unannounced and applied metal contraptions on me and took pictures of my tattoos!

5.Have a memory of flying through the air which could not be a dream.

Yes! I recall flying through the air as I was being thrown into a metal dumpster by some unchristian like entities but only after they beat the piss out of me!

6.Have a "marker memory" that will not go away (i.e.: alien face, examination, needle, table, strange baby, etc.)

Yes. Many of them. As a matter of fact, I have recurring dreams of these events over and over. And about the baby...yes! But I still swear that it isn't mine!

7.Have seen beams of light outside your home, or come into your room through a window.

Once again, yes! Those bastards have never left me alone! For some reason, I recall the faint smell of bacon associated with these encounters!

8.Have had dreams of UFOs, beams of light, or alien beings.

Why, yes! I dream of aliens all the time. However, they are mostly relatives who came here from Guatemala and Mexico.

9.Have had a UFO sighting or sightings in your life.

Yes. Twice. Once while fishing on a pier at night in Huntington Beach, California. Again while sitting in the back of a pickup truck on a dark street in North Hollywood. The street is called Coldwater Canyon and the Flying disk followed just above for about a minute. I thought that it was La Migra, but then it suddenly disappeared.

10.Have a cosmic awareness, an interest in ecology, environment, vegetarianism, or are very socially conscious.

No, not a vegetarian. I don't worry about the environment or ecology. But yes, I'm very socially conscious.

11.Have a strong sense of having a mission or important task to perform, without knowing where this compulsion came from.

Yes.

12.Have had unexplainable events occur in your life, and felt strangely anxious afterwards.

Yes. You can read about it here.

13.For women only: Have had false pregnancy or missing fetus. (pregnant, and then not)

N/A

14.Have awoken in another place than where you went to sleep, or don't remember ever going to sleep. (i.e. upside down in bed, or in your car)

Yes. On more than one occasion. There was usually heavy drinking associated with it though.

15.Have had a dream of eyes such as animal eyes (like an owl or deer), or remember seeing an animal looking in at you. Also if you have a fear of eyes.

Yes, and they were animals! Fuckers in prison are always eye-fucking you.

16.Have awoken in the middle of the night startled.

Yeah, whenever S.O. wakes me and says that she wants to have sex!

17.Have strong reaction to cover of Communion or pictures of aliens. Either an aversion to or being drawn to.

Yes, I get very emotional when I see pictures of aliens. Julio, Esteban, Jose, Carlos and Gonzalo...they all are important people to me and yes, I feel drawn to them whenever I go through old pictures.

18.Have inexplicably strong fears or phobias. (i.e. heights, snakes, spiders, large insects, certain sounds, bright lights, your personal security or being alone).

Yes. Bright lights with the smell of bacon, the sound of cells opening, and especially of being stabbed in the back.

19.Have experienced self-esteem problem much of your life.

Yeah, when I wasn't allowed to shower for weeks on end. Fuckers!

20.Have seen someone with you become paralyzed, motionless, or frozen in time, especially someone you sleep with.

Yes, and I know she hears me. It happens every time I ask for a little late night hoochie coochie!

21.Have awoken with marks, burns or bruises which appeared during the night with no explanation on how you could have possibly received them.

Yes. But it was that one time I was drunk and slept with a girl dressed in leather and handcuffs. My bad.

22.Have had someone in your life who claims to have witnessed a ship or alien near you or has witnessed you having been missing.

Yeah, but it's comes from a lack of updating my Xanga. Work and all...you know.

23.Have had, at any time, blood or an unusual stain on sheet or pillow, with no explanation of how it got there.

Yeah, but again I was drunk and had a severe case of diarrhea. It wasn't on the pillow, but it was all over the sheets. Gross, I know.

24.Have an interest in the subject of UFO sightings or aliens, perhaps compelled to read about it a lot, or an extreme aversion towards the subject.

Oh come on, who the hell doesn't? This question should be a given.

25.Have been suddenly compelled to drive or walk to an out of the way or unknown area.

Yeah, whenever I have an argument with S.O.

26.Have the feeling of being watched much of the time, especially at night.

Yes...and I see her look through my phone and wallet, though I pretend I'm asleep.

27.Have had dreams of passing through a closed window or solid wall.

Yeah, but it wasn't a dream. I needed money and the window was open.

28.Have seen a strange fog or haze that should not be there.

Yeah...but its my neighbors! I recognize the smell of weed anywhere.

29.Have heard strange humming or pulsing sounds, and you could not identify the source.

Yeah, but they shouldn't be calling at that time of night anyway.

30.Have had unusual nose bleeds at any time in your life. Or have awoken with a nose bleed.

Yeah, but in all honesty, I did have blood on my finger too. I think I was nose picking in my sleep.

31.Have awoken with soreness in your genitals which can not be explained.

Again, I was drunk...and S.O. probably kicked me in the balls and I don't recall.

32.Have had back or neck problems, T-3 vertebrae out often, or awoken with an unusual stiffness in any part of the body.

Yes, but I was dreaming of Jessica Alba...so that explains the stiffness.

33.Have had chronic sinusitis or nasal problems.

Yeah, I've had the Chronic before. It's highly overrated. Oh, wait. Never mind.

34.Have had electronics around you go haywire or oddly malfunction with no explanation (such as street lights going out as you walk under them, TV's and radios affected as you move close, etc.).

Yeah, but it was due to not paying the electricity bill.

35.Have seen a hooded figure in or near your home, especially next to your bed.

Yeah, usually a strung out homie of mine looking to steal money from me while I slept. Bastard!

36.Have had frequent or sporadic ringing in your ears, especially in one ear.

Yeah, my mother says that that happens when someone is talking shit about you. Something about the right ear being bad and left being good. Or vice versa. I don't recall. It's a cultural thing.

37.Have an unusual fear of doctors or tend to avoid medical treatment.

Yes! The fear is usually what it will cost me!

38.Have insomnia or sleep disorders which are puzzling to you.

Yeah. But I think it's due to a guilty conscience.

39.Have had dreams of doctors or medical procedures.

Yes! I wake up screaming "Thirteen thousand? You bastards!"

40.Have frequent or sporadic headaches, especially in the sinus, behind one eye, or in one ear.

Yeah, but maybe it was due to that baseball bat incident.

41.Have the feeling that you are going crazy for even thinking about these sorts of things.

Yeah! For sure. I'm a weird bastard. But hey, it's my Xanga buddy!

42.Have had paranormal or psychic experiences, including intuition.

Yes. And it's saved my life on more than one occasion.

43.Have been prone to compulsive or addictive behavior.

Xanga baby. Xanga.

44.Have channeled telepathic messages from extraterrestrials.

No. But if I did I'd charge them 5.99 a minute, no free weekends....and the long distance rates would be a motherfucker!

45.Have been afraid of your closet, now or as a child.

No. I'm not gay.

46.Have had sexual or relationship problems (such as a mysterious "feeling" that you must not become involved in a relationship because it would interfere with "something" important you must do).

Yes! How do you know? I married too young!

47.Have to sleep against the wall or must sleep with your bed against a wall.

Yeah, but that's because I'd roll off the bed if I didn't. And it makes less noise when doing the nasty at night. And even less noise if you put a bunch of socks on the headboard posts...just a tip from your uncle Migs!

48.Have a difficult time trusting other people. especially authority figures.

HELL YES!

49.Have had dreams of destruction or catastrophe.

Yeah. I think it was all those Godzilla movies I watched as a child. It's usually Mothera or Gamera causing all the madness.

50.Have the feeling that you are not supposed to talk about these things, or that you should not talk about them.

Yeah. Especially after realizing that this was such a damn long post!

51.Have tried to resolve these types of problems with little or no success.

Yeah, but my readers and subscribers are more forgiving than you think, buddy.

52.Have many of these traits but can't remember anything about an abduction or alien encounter.

Yes. How weird is that???

Do you think you could have been abducted too? Thoughts????

******************************UPDATE****************************************

These are just some pics of people who have supposedly been abducted. Not that I'm calling them liars, or even dispute the fact that abductions do happen...but I do have a question. Why would superior and advanced beings travel millions of miles to this planet and just choose random fugly people to probe and experiment with??? They supposedly have the power and capability to capture, paralyze, and even make us forget encounters right? If that's true, then all I'm saying is that these encounters WOULD BE slightly different! Like this for example ==>

Please excuse my clever UFO edits...I had to do it. But the point is, why wouldn't these encounters be like this? You know what I'm sayin'???