What Is A Soul Mate?

What is a soul mate?  That’s a loaded question with no simple answer.  While most people view a soul mate as a single person to spend the rest of your life with in a romantic sense, I do not.

These are all my beliefs, with no proof behind any of them, except a strong notion deep in my core.  I believe that a person has more than one soul mate and that you meet them at different times in your life and they stay with you until the next.

A person can have as few as five and up to a dozen mutual soul mates, souls that you both belong to each other, and not all of them are human souls.  Any living soul can be your soul mate.  A pet, a parent, a sibling, a friend, a grandparent, any can be in your mutual circle of soul mates.

I say mutual soul mates because you can be someone else’s soul mate yet they are not yours or vice versa.  I call these healing soul mates.  They come into your life or you come into theirs to help them recover from something the universe has hit them with.  You help them get through it and then your souls drift apart and only come together when needed once more.

The souls in your mutual circle can change roles from lifetime to lifetime.  One thing will stay constant, you will always find them.

That’s my view on soul mates.  Take what you will from it but that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

- Max M. Power 

Death Is Near

Death is near
But will not come close.
It’s not me,
That he wants the most.

I offer myself,
I’m ready to go.
I willingly surrender,
And he shouts, “NO!”

“We shall tango,
And then I will win.
Not accepting your surrender,
Tortures your soul more in the end.”

Death hides in my shadows
Causing me so much pain.
He roars with laughter,
While driving me insane.

- Max M. Power

Alien Hunter

There are three main species that rule the Universe.  My Masters, the Anunnaki, the Reptoids, you call them Reptilians, and the Zeta Reticulans, you call them Greys.  From these three all other species are created.  My Masters, however, have created all fifteen base species in the universe.
The Greys, the youngest of the three, are the most advanced intellectual species in the universe, which also makes them the most dangerous.  Physically they are a weak species and unable to create other species on their own so they rely on taking over species and make hybrids using science.  The hybrids they create are their slaves.
The Reptoids are physically strong but they too are unable to create new species on their own.  Unlike the Greys, they make hybrids by procreation.  If a base species is strong enough to survive the procreation process they become slaves to the Reptoids.
The Anunnaki, the Reptoids, and the Zeta Reticulans are family. Like any family they have been fighting with each other for over one hundred millennium.  The Greys started the war when they tried to enslave the Reptoids and their hybrids.  The Reptoids, full of rage, will destroy a Grey, eating them after killing them violently.
Mankind was the last of the base species to be touched by the Galactic War.  Homo sapiens became the only version of mankind to survive the early battles here on Earth.  The Reptoids tried breeding with Homo erectus but most did not survive the procreation. The Greys tried creating hybrids on Neanderthals but like the rest, most did not survive the process.
To protect the earth my Masters created a new species.  I am an Anuki, a race of female warriors who can not reproduce in any way.  My name is Rosil, and I am the last of my species.  I hunt down any Reptoids that come to procreate with your species, destroying them and their hybrid children.
Your governments, however, protect the Greys.  They have been lying to you.  They have been dealing with the Greys and they are not to be trusted.  The Greys are close to enslaving your leaders.  My Masters have finally given me permission to warn the world of the dangers you are facing.
I carved this message in a crop circle for mankind back in 2002:
Beware the bearers of FALSE gifts & their BROKEN PROMISES. Much PAIN but still time. There is GOOD out there. We Oppose DECEPTION. Conduit CLOSING.
Your governments are not listening.  Now I must take extreme actions.  Your governments wants to reveal the existence of the Greys and that you need to protect them.  If this happens mankind will be enslaved.  You are the last line of defense for your species.  Join me.  Become an Alien Hunter.
 
- Max M. Power

The Truth Is Out There

It was a Friday night, September 10, 1993. It was pitch black dark in my parents house. I was home alone, laying in my sister's waterbed because her room had the working tv.
There was a LOT of hype about this new science fiction show that was guaranteed to blow your mind and in a sense frighten you at the same time.
I was a gullible teen, still easily scared of things that went bump in the night. In my life I had already experienced a few in the houses I slept in.
Building up on the hype of the unknown about the show I was scaring myself without realizing it. Finally the show started. By the end I was hiding under the covers, too afraid to move from the safety of the bed, knowing if I set my foot on the floor I would become a victim of The X-Files.
- Max M. Power

Hurricane Season

When it's hurricane season Mother Nature creates storms so massive they destroy lives in a matter of seconds. They start out of no where and there is no way to prevent them from forming.
From Thanksgiving to Valentine's Day is Hurricane Season for people with live with depression. No one knows why but the holidays hits them hardest.
If you know someone with depression please keep this in mind. They will not tell you nor will they show it, so as not to ruin the holidays for you. They will suffer in silence.
An extra hug, words of encouragement, saying "I love you," can make a huge difference. It only takes a few seconds.

I'm Tired

I'm tired.
I'm tired of life.
I'm tired of the drama.
I'm so tired.

I'm tired of the bullshit.
I'm tired of the fight.
I'm tired.
I'm so fucking tired.

I'm tired of taking the blame.
I'm tired of it all.
I'm so tired.
I'm tired.

I'm tired of life.
I'm tired of Death avoiding me.
I'm tired of being tired.
Lord,  I am just tired.

- Max M. Power

Dark Demons

Dark demons are coming
And there's nothing I can do
But let them come
Because they bring memories of you.

Memories so strong
I can see your beautiful face
I can smell your hair
And feel your warm embrace.

I would sell them my soul
To wrap my arms around your hips
And just once more
To kiss your soft lips.

Dark demons are here
I'm consumed by their gloom,
Drowning in the memories
Of the love from you.

Max M. Power

Show Down

Paved roads and high speeds reminded you that you lived in the city but the small wooded area was enough to give you a country feel, balancing that fine line of City and Country living.
The air was cool as the morning dew soaked the grass on the islands dividing the road in half. The East side of the road was covered in trees, hiding an ocean of wild life while the West side was littered with industrial buildings.
At five in the morning on a Sunday I was the only idiot awake and on the road, or so I thought.
The crisp air kissed my face as I cruised down this dark road on my way to work. The moment was to beautiful to disturb so the radio remained off, the silence of nature filling my ears.
Up ahead I could see a large black mass in the darkness which meant something was in the road. A flick of my wrist turned on the brights but it wasn't enough to penetrate the darkness so I slowed to a stop before the black mass.
A buck was standing in the left lane staring at me. A beautiful animal that any hunter would love to get their hands on was standing in front of me.
I honked my horn, breaking the silence, in hopes of scaring off the huge buck, but to no avail. He just stomped a hoof and held his ground.
YOU SHALL NOT PASS!
Seriously? I honked again.
YOU SHALL NOT PASS!
"Fuck you buddy, I have to get to work. You're lucky or you would be dinner."
I yanked the wheel to the right and gunned the gas. As I passed the buck in the other lane we made eye contact and the world slowed down.
"Well played Sir," his eyes said. "Well played."