…in a week where my brain has had the equivalent of a mental freight train of such evil…there was a very happy note today.

Those of you who’ve been around awhile might recall I lost a lot of creative ability with the mercury/heavy metal poisoning.  Specifically, losing the ability to sew and to play the piano.

I had played since I was five and could sit down and play “Classical Gas” any time I visited my Mom’s.

However, there came the time (after I had the amalgams placed) when I sat down to play…and could not remember the notes.  I just figured it was from not playing…but I had always been able to play that song at the drop of a hat.  It came so easy that I thought playing the piano was nothing to it.

However, with my brain malfunctioning, I could not coordinate the notes on the page with the keys on the piano.  My memory was so severely affected that I could not remember which note corresponded with the keyboard even though I had just played the tune the day before.  This was not like me at all.  I had also forgotten what each note represented in beats.  Just like a child,  I had a paper guide that my mother used to teach piano on the keyboard because I could not remember the notes.

A first breakthrough was when “Lean On Me” just popped into my head one day.  Given that I could not remember notes or even remember playing the song when I was younger, it was nothing less than a miracle.  I just played.

But that was all I could play for years.

Well…today was a breakthrough.

I got out a book that I played as a child, and found a Minuet by Bach and decided to try it.  I had taken off the cardboard guide and just played.  And I remembered the notes and what key they corresponded with.  I played the song pretty well for a first time trying.  I’m a little stunned that it has come back.  I really had my doubts that it would come back after sooo much time had lapsed.

It’s with the keys immediately connected with Center “C”  the middle of the keyboard, and I still have to reacquaint myself with the rest of the keyboard, but wow, I’m so hopeful that it will come back with chelation of the heavy metals and with time.

A wonderful moment.  I am so grateful.

I would love to tour “Abandoned NYC”…but this particular tour? I think I’d pass.  I see an old 7UP bottle from the sixties.  And the witch carrying the pumpkin candle is something we had in the 70s, I believe.  I think it was sold through candle sales that were popular at that time to raise funds for scout troops/band.  There’s been some “water under the bridge” since then, but if memory serves…

Loved this song when it came out and saw they had it on VEVO.  When I first heard it, I thought it was about a first love relationship and how he was scared of being vulnerable to her….but then I realized it was about abortion.  At least, that is how I’m reading it.

It tells the story behind abortion of how it’s not just “some group of cells” (a feminist described as such) that one sweeps from your life — never to be bothered with another thought on it.

“….as weeks went by…it showed that she was not fine…” 

…the realization that it was not so easy to sweep away.

I first heard of abortion regret in college during a composition class, when I read Linda Bird Francke’s essay on her abortion and the lingering feeling of loss for years afterwards.  She thought of the child often after the abortion–seeing a “ghost on the horizon”.  I had never heard of abortion regret from abortion advocates.

bwahahahahahahaha. *snort*

I didn’t listen to the segment. I tend to avoid National Polite Republican, but give in and listen every now and then.  I can’t stand what they pass off as fair and balanced democratic debate…this is just another episode of trying to look relevant and tapped in.

I can’t freaking believe this.  You might as well scrap the EPA.  Who gives a rip about what the costs are TO THE POLLUTERS?!  Again…they are polluters!  It is their responsibility to not send mercury, lead, and arsenic into the atmosphere while profiting off of it.

Oh, right, I forgot…it’s an Ayn Rand world now, where we can do what we want without concern for others nor responsibility towards the Earth.

Good God.

I call it the “incident” because it has all the appearances of a murder and until a credible investigation is done, I won’t call it suicide.

Here is more reason to be suspicious — the FDA raided his offices.  The timing is a little too convenient with the SB277 being considered in California.  And it’s interesting that I had to go through another source (CBS News) because google did not bring this up to the top with the other *news* organizations.  Their slanted reporting is more than I can stomach….journalism is dead.