Upon reading the article I found myself thinking that it was a topic tainting the beautiful art in the process of death. Death is something we all were born to one day or another eventually have to face whether we want to or not. Masking the process with mind altering drugs could possibly rob an individual of having a noble peaceful passing along with possible negative reactions from the surviving family members.

A question that came to mind after reading the assignment was, what was the family’s position in the decision to undertake such a treatment? Because death has a major impact on everyone left in the wake of losing a loved one.

In my current position I have to remain and always be neutral in my thoughts and if I find myself leaning one way or another I have to rebalance myself and never waiver to one side or another. In the Funeral Parlor business there are many religions that come seeking service and again I must encompass all denominations even if it is something I don’t believe in. I was never one to talk about political issues and definitely when the subjects about drugs ever come up I cannot afford to get involved with it.

In my pursuit of a higher education and working on obtaining a degree in the field of Mortuary Science I am beginning to see that my actions and reactions are now being redefined. I am also working on poise and proper composure along with training myself to think before speaking. In the field of Mortuary Science there is no room for mistakes for you only get one chance in every aspect in the business to make a lifelong memory of the situation that family’s face coming in for a service and a positive memory is what they expect.

Being a witness of the result of death on nearly a weekly and sometimes more basis, I have been entrusted and been welcomed into a community that only a select certain extremely  few individuals ever get to be a part of. There are many attributes that Funeral Directors in the field seriously look for in someone. It is imperative to always refrain from loose talk within the Funeral Home and especially in the Preparation Room and not to mention even in the public.

In last stage situations I have seen both sides of the coin and have to only accept not encourage one way or another if one chooses their avenue of departing. I’ve seen them pass away on heavy morphine and other drugs and also others stop all pain meds to go naturally and then the ones who also had no choice in the matter.

In closing, I found this assignment and subject matter extremely valuable to me because it gave me a perfect opportunity to express my true thoughts and beliefs along with practicing proper education in the field of Mortuary Science.

Death and Dying Class Assignment I received an 80 for a grade do to the avoidance of talking about the drug aspect. I feel that everyone in the class should have received a 100 because it was a reaction paper to what we all had to read.

(Sir Curt A. Rivard Sr. 1-24-14)

Toiled for days, toiled for weeks, toiled for hundreds of years
working his fingers to their bones he’s crafting an ark out of gopher wood.
Noah tried ever so hard to tell and be a teacher
A choosing one from God he spoke as if he was a preacher.

No one heeded to his warning and Noah cried and prayed that they all would.
It’s now getting to late and he’s wishing that they all were godly good.

Getting ready to sail on an ocean full of angel tears
he’s not afraid, he’s content in his ark and he has no fears.
Two by two they came from all the creepeth corners of the earth
He’s so happy that he has his wife and wives for his three sons from birth.

For Forty days and forty nights the angels wept from heaven
And down on earth every living thing’s nostril was begging.
The master didn’t really want to take their breathing air
It had to be done because he had a plan and he did care .

It was a beautiful night when the dove with an olive leaf took to fight
bearing a gift showing Noah he was always right
and dry land isn’t too far from his sight.

After enduring a test of faith and with no despise
he was told and given a promise
and in return for his believing eight souls had rainbows were put in there eyes.

AMEN

(Curt A. Rivard Sr.)

(SirCARSr.2-17-13)

The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the pollen is blinding, as the stems are dividing.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the vines are protecting, and the thorns are injecting.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the roots are now squealing, for they possess human feeling.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the Genesis 30:16 is no mistake, *** was traded for mandrake.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the magic lies in the blossom, feigning you just like an opossum.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the cloud now has you choking, for them you had to start smoking.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the petals are now closing, around you who's rigor frozen.
The flowers of evil are spreading and spreading,
the nectar just took your last breath, so enjoy the dance of death.

(Curt A. Rivard Sr.)

I thought about this paper for many weeks and just what it was I was going to write about. As hard as I can try, I can’t muster up any feelings in any shape or form. The only fear I now face is, when either my father or my girls mother who are both very close to be giving up the fight here on earth I ask myself will I even cry at their funeral and if I don’t what then will all the other family members then think of me? My only defense I guess, will be, I cried out all my tears when my brother had passed away and how he told me not to call for help as he knew he was dying on a ****** overdose. I still to this day deal with just that and how I wish I didn’t listen to what he had said.

All I remember was, when he got that 1.3M he told me he loved me, I was his dog Dollar and he was my Richie Rich and he’ll take care of me because I took care of him when everybody in the family turned him away until he got his money and that was when they all started to come out of the woodwork. Because I never took that into consideration he knew I was true to him and I had to honor a wish that he had given to me before we cashed the check. We both knew one of us probably would die as a result of it and his wish was to just let him be if things got real ugly.

I remember also how I cried all by myself in the funeral home and sat all alone in the church and that nobody in my family asked me if I was ok or even to tell me that they loved me rather then telling me I was next. I now know that they said all that only because he gave me money and tens of thousands they were.  He told me many times not to give any of the money he gave me because they didn’t take care of him for 5 years in a wheelchair like I had when he was **** *** poor and with nothing.

It is not out of hatred for not possibly being able to cry but rather I think I am now numb to such imagery. In the pursuit of the endeavor I am undertaking I am using the valuable skills I am gaining so maybe one day I will be able to possible give my children a life I feel everyone should enjoy. In the process of my newly gained knowledge in an undertaking that is shrouded in mystery to many, I am witnessing much more than the normal person could even fathom, handle, let alone I feel comprehend.

My funeral will be a private event for certain selected individuals that only my children deem fit to attend. As far as music and readings go, let them sing and speak their hearts out to me. My estate will be supervised and handled and given to my youngest son Joshua J. Rivard. I want to be wearing a custom tailored suit and without the backs cut out of them. I also wish to be placed in a full view casket till the time where I am then transported to a private location to begin the process of turning myself into a mummy.

Truly the sad part of this whole thing is, and the my hair on my forearms and on the back of my neck are tingling on their end's is, I had the true pleasure of embalming, casketing, and being a pole bearer for my elementary school teacher "Math Class with Mr.. D." (remember that poem?) and I had read his own obituary that he wanted printed for all to read in the local paper prior to his own death and here it is, my college class assignment. O' yeah, Yes I did place in his hands a scientific calculator a TI 81 it was that nobody got to see because nobody came to his awake but I filled in for the millions that should have been there for him. It also was a blessing to tell the funeral director to put him in a solid pecan wood coffin that was the most expensive and I got to keep the extra pillow and the vintage ribbon that was also inside. That is how my poem "Casket Pillow" also came to life.

(SirCARSr. 1-17-14)

Death and Dying Class assignment, Professor gave me a 90 for a grade.
Although this isn't a poem it is something I felt I owed to all my readers, Thank you all for reading and the time you spent thinking about what I had written.

Till Later, SirCARSr.....

Doubled upon me twice and within the same week
As the cloud of death overshadowed over me
I tried to shout but could not speak.
Fleeing for my life as the debris and splinters were flying all around
In the midst of all the destruction
Great hail stones were also crashing down upon the ground.
What is my trespass? What was my sin that thou has so hotly pursued after me?
For upon my heels I felt your holy power and through the matrix, I then exited my ivory tower.
Lying in a cold sweat I'm trembling and I'm shaking
My heart is sore with great pain and is also aching.
Gazing up at the ceiling, I’m searching for the reason why
If I don't learn the interpretation soon
The next time it happens, my silver cord will be loosed and I will die.
As always in need of help I go and I take a look
Thank you Lord for giving me Samson's strength to open up, my five letter book.
For there it was right before my eyes the answer was revealed to me
It has to be the truth for the Lord tells no lies.
You’ve shown me countless visions and many marvelous wonders all along my path
If I turn my sights and away from you now I know I can expect to reap
Your whirlwind wrath.

(Curt A. Rivard Sr.)

Have you ever loved an animal so much that it made you cry?
You fight with all your might but still you lose no matter how hard you try.
Many a year spent together, you will be missed
And yes it will take some time before I am better.
I tell myself you went off to a better place
It was a beautiful day and God gave you grace.
Forty pounds of amethyst is now your headstone
I saw the love in your eyes for they told me
I’ll be OK and I’m not alone.

4-18-15

(Curt A. Rivard Sr.)

Performing autopsy's and at free will,
as I look all around, I'm very satisfied with my new thrill.

Chosen for my talents because I'm cunning with the knife, till I find the cause of all this death, in my hands, I hold, my own life.

Separated from all that I know and all that I love, all I have now is, my pet raven who follows me from high up above.

Decomposing bodies of every size and every age, to ward off the stench of death, I pack my beak with savory spices and on my hip, a bag of sage.

From the mouths of the rats the curse is told, blessing me the plague doctor with all the power I behold.

Curt A. Rivard Sr.

Beatrice was the object of all his desire
Immortalized by Dante to love forever
She stole his eyes and now he walks through fire.

To see her again, he now must be clever
Overcoming obstacles along his path.              
Save me from crawling, give me wings of feather.

Nine circles this pit, I see the devil's math
Show me now, will I ever be free from here
Why this inferno, why this God burning wrath?

The sight of his love is now close, it's now near
Walking through the valley, the shadow of death
He's on a hero's journey, he has no fear.

Smitten with her beauty pure as baby's breath
He's walking all about in a flame filled haze
Remembering his vow, to love her till death.

Dragging my left hand on the wall of the maze
Can sins be forgiven, how long must I burn?
I have been on fire now for two long day's.

Tell me Lord all the things you want me to learn
Whisper to me so I will never get lost
After this quest, give her back, let her return.

So lonely, upon the flames my dreams are tossed
Shrouded in mystery she makes my heart pound
Let me, I'll care for her no matter the cost.

My hearts screaming out to her, it's screaming loud
A lifetime long ago we made a promise
From high up above she's ridding on a cloud.

Never be apart, we sealed it with a kiss
Free me from all this torment, come break the chain
Am I dreaming, how did it come to all this?

A work in progress  by Curt A. Rivard Sr.

Separating myself from the outside world and that's my choice, as I'm penning these words, I'm listening to, my inner voice.

I'm fighting for my freedom, I'm fighting for my life, I'm fighting real hard so again I can then be with my kids, and my beautiful wife.

It's in times like these, that you feel the pain from all your falls, so no one sees my tears, I hide under my blanket and weep at night, deep within...these concrete walls.

Curt A. Rivard Sr.
2019

The song of the swallow is heard, I listen as the angel sings. Pleading for love from thee, please no more, don't cut my wings.

Words of love are written you are the author, it is your inner voice. The lessons in life you taught me, now makes my heart rejoice.

All your dreams I'll give unto you, each and everyone. You are now free to fly. Follow your heart, chase the setting sun.

If you should ever get lost along the way and later find your way back to me, it will only prove to thee... Yes, we were always meant to be.

(Curt A. Rivard Sr. 2014)

I stood there watching you as I left.  Trying hard to memorize you, knowing it would be so very important to me.
The way you looked, the way you looked.
Soon someday, I will hear your voice again and that days singing will come soon.
Man can not make a pill that would let me sleep without your memory or written erotically enough to forget about you.
These months will go by-
for all I'll remember is...
what it was, as well as, what it will be...
And that my love, you will want to see.

(Curt A. Rivard Sr. 2000)

Tonight my love, I seek out to fulfill my most passionate dream,
capturing your beauty with these words, I'm now penning this poem, for laying before my eyes, heaven has now been seen.

Thy locks of hair are finer than the finest feathers of all the flocks.

Thy eyes are diamonds that saw and found favor in thee,
my promise to you, I'll prove to you, just what you mean to me.

Thy lips are soft and taste so sweet, nothing in this world can come close to compare like when ours gently touch together and then slowly meet.

Thy ******* are well rounded and are so full of life, the love they produced sustained life, the perfect mother, my beautiful wife.

Thy hands move in such a caring way, forever will I long for there touch, each and everyday.

Thy hips have carried and brought forth fruit unto me, so deep the seed planted as were together joined as one, we will live on forever for you let me plant inside you, our very own, family tree.

Thy feet have walked side by side all along the way, never will we forget, for in all our hearts your nurturing memory will always stay.

For all that you are and for all that you have done, I just want you to know, I will always love you and you will always be... the only one.

(Curt A. Rivard Sr. 2014)

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To well scripted to be true. This could have been done right here in the united states on some kind of remote government installation training base.

For starters, I have been keeping a very close eye on all the things that are being said by all the parties involved and I can honestly say that what I see is, there are so many misleading's going on that I can't even count them any more. Being the somewhat writer that I am, I can see all the attempts of stating things that can be literary taking in so many different ways. I also am getting a kick out of all the words used to down play things and also the words to make things sound worse. I feel bad for the people who can not see these things because they do not know how to decipher what is being said between the lines. In speech, it all comes down to the context that is being used that will then in return, control the direction the speaker would want to steer you in.

Once again, all Putin wants is, he wants his people's Empire back and for just that alone to me, I can't blame him because even right here in the united states, the native Indians want there land back. just the same. Trust Putin does not want to destroy any land because he knows it's part of the Empire. With all that is going on now globally with the human death toll that's being attributed to the Russian military offensive that's being carried out, the outcome of what could happen will be many times fold to what the covid-19 had done to the the human race.

The ripple effect of Putin having to continue to maintain his objective is now rapidly turning into a deadly tsunami and one that will have devastating effects world wide and for generations to come. I believe that if Putin can have his peoples Empire back, he will take care of all the people that would be living in the parts of land that he wants as if they were themselves Russians.

With all the sanctions' that are being thrown all around the world along with severing the ties of international global trading and the ECommerce ability, all the different forms of international currency will soon be worthless. There will come the time where it is now time to rebuild all that was destroyed and with it I believe that there will have to be unity and acceptance of one and another between the Russian Empire, the European countries and the rest of the world. Once that happens we as a whole must all work together to somehow try to figure out how we as a human race will be able to survive on this planet.

With all the damage that has been done already, both Putin and Biden will not naturally live long enough to see everything go back to the way it was before February 24, 2022. So to both of them, it makes one wonder if they even care about what is going on. I'll admit yes that people may not have a complete liking of Putin and that's ok because everyone does have the free right to like or not like anything that they want. Example, I live here in the united states and I am forever hearing all over the streets and I'm sure that the many people who may be reading this post will agree also with me that they hear even way before this ordeal started, President Biden is someone who is not even really liked in his own country and there are also many people who want DONALD TRUMP back in the White House or my 2nd choice of Donnie Baker... ;-)

As far as currency goes, have one universal form of currency that has the same value and buying power world wide. When it comes to all the fossil fuels, it equally belongs to each and everyone on the planet because in one way or another, there is not a single person who is alive that does not have some kind of a dependency on oil or the by products that is derived out of it in one form or another. Someday there will no longer be any more fossil fuels left but before that all happens, we all would have already transitioned into a newer form of energy that would replace the dependency on fossil fuels. So till then, divide all the reserves and all the future outputs into allotments according to the countries need for free and at the gas pumps, a same monthly set amount for everyone.

Additionally, there are many places around the world that go extremely cold in the winter months it's not fair to me that people have to freeze because they can't afford to put oil in there tank. To make this all work, I believe that there will have to be a lot of give and take going on by everyone to make things happen. So if everyone wants to feel as equal as everyone else and possibly enjoy a much easier and enjoyable life, then there will also have to be a lot of free labor given in return (able working world citizen's). I mean really, what's the difference between working and getting some pieces of paper at the end of the week or given some free labor and in return, receive free fossil fuels. Because the way I see it, when you pay for something or want to buy something with money, you are really only working to pretty much be able to just survive and a huge chunk of your earnings do in fact go to the use of fossil fuels.

In closing, we as a species that is known to be hunters and gathers, we should go back to them original roots and bring back the act of bartering things for labor or personal needs like it was long ago before there was any such thing as money.

P.S. I say, split the worlds land by the 7 continent's that there are and have someone be the head of each continent, and if so, you'll then have the 7 Crowns.

Yeah I know I'm the wack job nut case babbling fool but isn't that the same thing people called a lot of other people before they became anyone of importance? Hmmm...

One good thing about all of this for me is, First I have award's in world geography, for knowledge of Countries and there Capital's, world bodies of water and many county's cultures along with their religions... I concentrate in the areas of the Middle East and also in Europe... I am learning new names of cities, how to pronounce them and where they are geographically located...

Remember, if you can think it and speak it, don't say it can't be done...

"Welcome To The Show" 😂

Till Later,
(Curt A. Rivard Sr.)

Hast thou not heard, seen nor read how i have made things to happen that have come to pass? And now behold I, again I, a messenger without a choice have returned.

From the very first inkling of the sun's daily shadow's that are cast upon the dial, to the complete courses of the heavenly luminary giants that light up the nightly sky as they all are making their circular orbits, you must not without any hesitation or second guessing your given internal intuition's, falter or waiver off of the balance in which your crystal compass needle rides upon that you posses within. For it is in this sacred arena, that while you are embarking through your life's preordained journey of purpose, rhyme and reason that you will experience and bear witness to many extremely amazing events and stumble upon countless fortunes of fate which will all expose the great power that you behold. Now that you are aware and are able to recognize the patterns of all things, you will then come to notice that with the passing of each and every day, you will realize that the synchronicities and their timing of all the bazaar events having occurred that you had foretold will become closer and closer and with all the more precision with each other as they all are unveiling themselves and becoming revealed to you. Given as it is an ampler and more detailed view of the daily scenes enacted right before your very own eyes you will start and begin to question and wonder that if the gift that you possess is one of a blessing or one of a curse for it is a strange phenomenon whose scope cannot be measured and origins are unknown. It is also when you finally find yourself at the crossroads of your destiny and desires you will instinctively be led upon your chosen path of travel. it is while on this course of direction that you will see and feel all the morer impulse to share with each and every person whom that you have noticed have traveled and even from afar hoping to be within a close proximity of you as you enlighten them with all the things to come and ones that had came to light that you had uttered in earlier times. With all the more foretold events occurring being witnessed by people there will be even more stiff-necked people who are extremely inflexible or obstinate to accepting the truth to what they observed as nothing more than just a modern day miracle being performed in current times. Nevertheless- in light of this fact there will be at all times many tongue-tied individuals who will be out on an inquisition searching for you and all other strange things that are happening in and all around you in their attempt to gain a significant examination to discover the truth that's evident to all the observers of these strange occurrences and the striking coincidence of the statistics whose figures are of the greatest odds of occurring in the most mysterious perturbing way immediately following the eccentricities of your thought and vocal expressions. It is during these times that you must remain on your future plight of destination even if somehow you find it hard to believe yourself that what you are witnessing is a product of your own device and creation. Since with the very slightest differences you must first of all, justify the uncenterntly and surprise of all the measures that you have conjured up by not letting your imagination play pranks with your mind through subsequent detailed bewildering events and recorded accounts in their perplexity. It is also while on your quest to gain a better understanding and knowledge of why you feel that indeed you may actually have what many claim you to have as it is often being said that, "You have been blessed with the gift". it is during these times that you will then start to experience and feel a secret grief that you have never known and one to weigh on you so heavily as your trying to distinguish and understand the similarity between the conflicting fears and the confidence you acquired all along the whiloe as your trying to cope with the matter at hand and the gravity of the situation along with conveying the notion of the ordeals and all there after effects that you foresee. By weight of comparessing, when you start to see and feel the shock or observe the pain upon the faces of those who just so happened to be around you and also at just the right time to bear witness to what had occurred immediately thereafter you gave birth to yet another forecasted event to come, you will also experience the sights of many jaws being dropped along with seeing many rivers of tears streaming down their faces and even more so from the ones who you hold closest to your heart by being thrown off their balance through there bereavement and anxiety due to the mass confusion that is now settling in as they are trying to comprehend what they had just witnessed. When these grievous feelings come upon you, take the time to remember all of the other past events that you had seen that had happened when there was no one else around to observe them happening and keep them all privately locked away and deep within your memory as one who stores up treasures for themselves. With having the licence and the key to be able to speak, think and write things into existence, one also needs to be prepared for all the tenacious individuals who will hold firmly onto their opinions as to, yes it is true to what they saw, or no, there is no such way that this can be true, in their attempt to lessen the impact of what they are feeling by continually seeking to establish the validity or find the proof and evidence. Always live and fix your mind first of all on the observed facts and the majority of the recurring feelings that arise prior to the predictions of things to come that you so perfectly put into force. it is to be noted that the gift that you possess will only come to surface when you in an instant randomly start to think or speak things aloud. the power that you behold cannot be controlled or guided and in such a way that you will be able to make anything good or evil begin to flourish and manifest into existence when you need something to happen for your benefit or that someone is asking you to do soas well. Yes, life hangs in the balance and on a thread and it is one who's fabric is ever so delicate. It is when you start to appreciate and use precautionary measures that you will feel more at ease after having a somewhat negative vision of things to come that you will find that you are unable to control if those measures are not carefully studied or applied. if you find that you have somewhat more of an imagination than the average, don't be duped by having blind faith but rather, just cast prudence to the winds and continue to move in a forward fashion with no looking back except to onl;y take the time to stop and think when you start to feel subsequent events with detailed accounts that come upon you in your new found psychological state of mind. Take notice and always accept the fact that life is meant to be a roller coaster ride and one that with all its ups and downs will come upon you faster than the speed of light. It is during this time that one needs to embrace the fact that it is meant to be enjoyed and not feared even if it seems. Moreover, as it so happens to be, with the things that have yet come that is being recorded with your anxious eyes prior to the culmination of the events prior to when they will appear you need to know and understand that these things are happening because by and large and in complete vivid contrast they necessarily need to happen so in return it can help you cope with the present state of affairs that may soon befall you.

NRUTER LLIW I

As always, Welcome to the SHOW!

(Curt A. Rivard Sr.  2024)

Russia is now on the attack and there never turning back. With pumping veins that are filled with ice, now the Ukraine citizens will have to pay the ultimate price.

A hibernating giant who was peacefully sleeping, is now step by step, slowly creeping. Advancing with much ease and coming from the east, beware... arising from the bottomless pit, here comes the Bible's Revelation's Beast.

Ruling with the iron fist that he has for a hand, it's all out war now, and he's reclaiming the Russian Empire's land. Don't try to call him a crazy madman, for he's only just a player living out a life's, predestined plan.

It was written in the stars long ago to have history forever remember Putin's name. After we all stab mother nature deep in her back as if everything was all just a game, she herself again, will never look the same.

Curt A. Rivard Sr.
      (2-24-22)