BORN WITHOUT PREJUDICE; United we sacrifice!


We are people born without permission.. not given a choice in parents, family, race or religion.

We were not given classes on life nor taught truly about naughty and nice.

Now that we’re old though it’s up to us to decide … throw all that shit out the window and lets be one .. UNITED!

#screwraceandreligion its time we #UNITE! #oneworld #allcountriesunite

… summer bradshau, your poetic mistress 2017 copyright and contiguous


Looking for “Christ”mas in all the wrong places!



As I woke up alone this Christmas morning, no tree, no gifts, no family or friends and nothing to do, so I decided today being Christmas would be about the reason for the season, Jesus. It’s his birthday after all so I decided to take a walk and find Christmas and all that Christmas brings.

It snowed last night, right on time for Christmas, so the air was clear and crisp and the view of the streets were priceless. Just enough snow to let you know, Santa was here.
I actually didn’t know why I was outside but as I walked, the mission became very clear. To be one with God on this day, to allow him to share with me what Christmas brings (his son Jesus).
LOOKING FOR CHRISTMAS in all the wrong places, as we all often do.
As I walked, my first reminder of “Christ”mas was a church on the street corner. As I walked by the church with Christmas wreaths on its doors, the spirit spoke to me and It stopped me dead in my tracks. I had to pull the camera out and take a picture. The spirit said, “the doors of the church are open”!


I have often heard this many of times in the church, “the doors of the church are open”, as the preacher preached and asked for new members and it made me wonder, “why aren’t the doors of the church open on Christmas day”? ALL DAY!

I mean Christmas is about celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ yet as I walked many miles in my quest to find Christmas, the doors to many churches were closed and empty.

In my heart, I see open doors, I see people piling in to celebrate Jesus. Lighting a candle in his honor, singing him praises, at all hours of Christmas day. What a perfect way for those who are alone to be able to feel the love that Christmas brings. To honor Jesus and his ultimate sacrifice.


So I continued my walk and my wonder in the empty streets that were blessed with snow on Christmas day, yet not enough for the kids to play.
As cars passed by, there were no HAPPY HOLIDAY WAVES or smiles on anyone’s face. Some wore Christmas hats and others wore faces of stress as they hurried along their merry way.

I ventured into downtown where it’s always busy, only to find the streets so empty, no creature was stirring, not even a mouse. I passed by many churches along the way, closed doors is all they say. I couldn’t find Christmas anywhere.

The sandwich shop was empty, no one waiting in line to eat. The coffee shop was shut down, no one roasting beans at its peak.


There was the music store not playing any tunes and the mad hatter bar and grill was on chill.

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The further I walked the emptier the streets got and the churches, kept coming my way, yet I didn’t stray, I kept hope alive in finding Christmas today. I passed a beautiful Ice sculpture and Christmas wreaths and finally a human came trotting by, I happily exclaimed “Merry Christmas”, only to hear absolutely nothing in return. No one was home, as he hurried on. Oh well.

What’s funny is, this walk was completely narrated by Jesus with every step that I took, like I was writing a book. OKayyy….. so, God was in complete control, I get this. I am out looking for his son so what was I expecting. Nothing but the best intentions.

The only place that showed signs of activity and people were at the hotel downtown. There were cars and a few people, a family of such, walking to their car. Skipping and playing along the way with smiles on their face. That made my day. I moved on.


I wondered what happened to the lonely people today, what was open that would allow them human contact so they didn’t feel alone. Where could they go to not feel so sad and lonely?  I took pictures of the things I saw so that I would not forget, the city has shut down so that they can celebrate today but what are they celebrating? Could it be …. Christmas or Jesus or nothing at all. Maybe just a quiet day to not work or deal with life, for just one day.

I walked, in the cold as my feet began to get tired, my love for Christ carried me further. I’m on a mission to find Christmas and I can’t let my sore feet stop me.
I’ve walked so far, yet I haven’t found Jesus. . . as I turn the corner to head back in a different direction, I pass by more churches with closed doors and empty parking lots.

The businesses were empty, the parking meters were just the same and Jesus was to blame. There was no one at the print shop to get papers printed. The attorney office was closed, no one to bail out in time to go home for Christmas.


The local library read CLOSED for the day, and as I passed the GREYHOUND bus station, there was no one there to greet me. Empty, as if the world ended last night while I was sleeping.

My feet are tired and the narrations are dwindling …
I see more churches, beautiful as they stand yet because they are empty, I begin to wonder. The doors of the church should be open today, for the people who wish to worship Jesus in their own way. Where do I go and what do I do? I was beginning to have no clue. But then again, God was speaking to me and Jesus was walking with me as I took each step… remember, he’s my narrator.


I see the city park and there is a very large Christmas Tree, let’s go see!
I make my way over to the tree and there is no one there singing …no Christmas carols or praises to Jesus. Just empty, yet the plaque reads, it was gifted for people and “the gathering”. Yet today, no one cared to gather, and sing yule time themes.


I pause, I prayed, I continued on my way when I’m stopped in amazement as what I hear in the background somewhere …omg I stopped and starred … behind me, its coming from behind me, the sound of what Christmas brings, so I quickly pulled out my video and start recording so I don’t forget that sound. ITS THE SOUND OF CHRISTMAS MUSIC BEING PLAYED OUT-LOUD!

The entire surrounding of the church on the corner and I need to be a part of this, so as I record, I start walking. Walking faster and faster as I enjoy the noise of Christmas carols played with love.

As I get closer and I cross the street, I arrive with a smile on my face, only for the music to silently fade away. IT STOPPED! OH NO … are you serious?

I thought I found Christmas yet it was just for that moment and I’m assuming it was to help me understand where exactly Christmas is. It wasn’t at that church, that’s for sure.
I began my journey home, empty handed and empty heart, when God spoke to me this:

“Christmas is all about my son Jesus and you cannot find him anywhere but here” (as he pointed to my heart) and he explained that what I was looking for was already inside of me. ‘The bible my dear child is what CHRISTMAS brings”. It brings the TRUTH about Christmas and the story to be told, and however you celebrate Jesus will be your CHRISTMAS!


To honor, to love and to obey, that’s how you find Christmas today!
I kept walking in the direction of home, for there was no need to keep looking for Christmas, or Jesus in this ice cold.

I passed by the empty fire station, no sirens going off and no flag at half staff. I passed by the empty train tracks, no trains delivering goods today. I passed by house after house and what I see, some acknowledge with Christmas decorations and wreaths. The local news paper company was empty as a cave, no stories about Jesus on this Christmas day.


I saw through a window, a few gathered around the Christmas tree, wearing Santa hats and laughing. Made me smile as I head home alone, taking pictures of the reminders of what Christmas is to some.

As I walked I began to pray for every house and business that I passed and my feet touched its pathways, praying for their peace and happiness for today… my walk was not done in vain. It taught me where to find CHRISTMAS in the most amazing type of way.


I picked up pine cones and kicked a few rocks … I FINALLY FOUND JESUS/CHRISTMAS and he was always in my heart.
We spend so much time, shopping for gifts and spending money on useless things, we forget the true meaning of Christmas. Jesus was born as the ultimate sacrifice for our sins, doesn’t he deserve to have a seat at your table or a gift under your tree? What are you doing to celebrate Jesus on a day set aside for him?




Summer N. Bradshau


copyright 2015

YOU CAN STILL BE BAD BEING A LITTLE GOOD! learning how to add kindness to your evil.


For those who are in the bad boy/girl nature, were you aware; we can be good and still be bad. We don’t have to utilize our entire character to do bad. You can add a little light to your darkness. It’s the only way that you will be able to see.

We can be kind and helpful and still be bad if that’s what you need to be. Not condoning badness but the point is to bring you to the light. Where there is a clear and present view … of you!

There can be a good part of character without ridding yourself entirely of your evil.

You can be respectful … yet naughty. (get it?)

You can be concerned yet still rob the bank (if that’s what your life entails)

You can help a little old lady across the street and steal a news paper from the stand.

What I’m trying to say is …. even if you are going to be bad … you can still be good. It’s the stepping stone to eventually ridding yourself of all evils. (if you have a desire) Or do you want to end up like the people you see on the news that are taking out life’s frustrations on innocent people?

You can add a little kindness into your day as you go along. As much as you can handle but make it a point to go out of your way to do something kind. It’s time for us people to stop being selfish. It’s time that we start helping to rebuild our country. Change starts with us and we can all use a little kindness in our life…. even from evil people.


Summer Bradshau


Are you a HOLIDAY CHRISTIAN or an Everyday Saint?

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Are you a holiday Christian? A holiday Christian is someone who on certain religious holidays come out and participate but the rest of the year you kind of don’t see or hear them. Someone who is full of Christmas spirit and tales about Jesus and the season and come January they are not in church and you don’t see or hear them until Easter time when it s time to dress up again and come on out. Let’s not forget mother’s day when you get to put on your big hat and pretty dress you just purchased. There has been calls for participation from church members and donations for this or that and you have not seem to be around for anything not even church and here you are in your pretty yellow Easter dress strutting your stuff to the front pews.

Holiday Christian or do you live for Jesus everyday? Do you practice living according to the word and the laws of the land? Are you a helper and a healer and will do all that you can do for your fellow-man? Are you a holiday Christian or everyday saint? I need you to allow yourself time before answering that question because your first thought will be the real thought of your reality which will shoot up to God and then when that first thought bounces back to you, you may alter and create a detour depending on how ashamed or embarrassed you feel if in fact you are a holiday Christian and not an everyday saint?

What? I’m just asking…

Don’t take things literal or personal. Not directed to anyone in general. It’s just something for EVERYONE to think about!



Stepping out of the purgatory of living….

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INTRODUCTION to Purgatory by Summer Bradshau 2013 copyright

One day I woke up and realized that I had been lost for quite some time. I had got comfortable with how life was treating me. I no longer cared about how I presented myself, although I looked great to everyone else, stuck between life and death, you know Purgatory. The real me had left long ago and the figure that I saw before me was just a shell that protects me until I could be found again. I had everything a woman could ask for and more yet somehow and someway I forgot about myself and ended up in the purgatory of living.

When I had my epiphany, I discovered some things that I should have seen all along but was too busy allowing life to consume me that I didn’t care to pay attention. You know, kids, husband, family, work, friends and oh yeah, then me if I’m not too tired….

One day I found myself on the outside of the milk cartoon… Lost, hanging in the purgatory of living. It was the shock of my life yet not a shock for everyone else. Most often others can see what’s going on in your life even when you cannot (or you think you do).
Don’t let that to happen to you or to allow it to continue. You can step out of the purgatory of living and into a new beginning. It could be easier than you think it is. For me…
I have some changing to do and the changing can only be done by me for me. I cannot change you or the rest of the world but we can help each other with the process of changing for the better…. TOGETHER! And look who we shall find! (You and me too) Let’s begin… how did I lose myself?
(That is the introduction to the new self help, personal motivation and self inspiring book PURGATORY written by Summer Bradshau … SOON TO BE RELEASED! Please stay in touch as to be the first to own one. Its something we can do together) follow us on facebook; Purgatoryliving

The Death of Your Child at the Hands of a Man …


The Death of Your Child at the Hands of a Man …by Summer Bradshau

Recently in the news a 2 year old lost his life to the hands of his mother’s boyfriend or husband who was not the child’s father. Such a sad time for all three families but most importantly, his mother. His mother has to live with the fact that she trusted someone so much only for him to kill her son. She let the devil in! She allowed the devil to remove her son from this world.
God doesn’t need new angles by early departure. He can actually wait until it’s your actual time. We don’t need to give him angles before they are due!

One thing I learned in my life is that you cannot trust anyone with your children, and often times not even their own family. We would love to trust that people care as much about our loved ones as we do, whether it’s a senior parent or your child, people who are around the weak are often tainted with the purgatory of living. Their minds hang in between heaven and hell and just sometimes hell is where it dwells.

The mind can be a terrible thing to waste but can also be the most terrible thing to use. Currently in this recession the world feels the need to be medicated off any and everything. From high school to seniors we are pretty much all high on something. The ones who are not medicated are having trouble sleeping, having trouble thinking, having trouble determining what’s right and wrong even though a few years ago the mind was ok. We are at a different time and place right now and life is just … overwhelming!

Now that we know everyone is carrying great burdens, let’s look at reality … he beat a child to his death! Why would someone do such a thing?
As a mother of 3 myself, I have often had to leave my children in the care of someone so that I can do things in our lives that were beneficial and maybe even simply fun. Do mothers question their choice of people? Of course mothers and fathers question their choice of people but sometimes the situation called for help and sometimes all you can get is what you have to deal with like it or not. Is that good for the children? No but it’s something that we go through in life. Almost each and every parent.

Mothers are born with natural instincts that kick in when children are born. Mothers know how to love, forgive, trust etc. Not every woman will give birth to their natural instincts when they give birth to their child. Some women go through pregnancy as well as after the birth not caring for the child at all. We are flawed as humans but the bottom line should always be RESPECT. Respect to another human being.

Fathers have great bonds and some get the natural instinct as well as the mother. Some men will never feel any different having a child and buying a car. Sometimes those fatherly feelings may get in the way and the man rejects those feelings all together.
It’s a catch 22 when it comes to parenting and the feeling you carry with that role…

For some people, they have not become a parent as yet and don’t have the feelings of protection that parents have. If someone is not a parent, how will they know how to parent your child? They won’t know how to parent your child. They will only know how to respect your child as such.
Babysitting in my opinion should not be done by most men. Yes there are some men who are great at caring for kids but for the most part men SHOULD not babysit because of the lack of natural instincts that realistically exist.

The majority of children who die of abuse are killed by men and usually the boyfriend of the mother and most often when the mother is not at the home at the time.

Men can have no hidden agenda (women do as well) while they are sitting there watching the child play or listening to the child scream and cry but at some point, people snap and as a result, can’t handle the child and become violent, often out of their inner control. The mind simply snaps and now your child is dead and the person is in prison.

This can often be prevented …. How? MEN SHOULD NOT BABYSIT!

I hear women say, it’s not babysitting if it’s their own kid! Well yes it is technically because they don’t have the same maternal hearts that you do!

A man can be sitting there watching the child and all of a sudden a weird thought pops in their mind. They start looking at the child different. They get up and walk away and maybe even go in the kitchen and get something to eat but when they sit back down and start watching that child again, an evil thought starts to overtake their mind. Somewhere in the mind something was never right but you thought it was and you tried to make it right!
Now that the evil thoughts have started, the child by natural instinct starts to agitate the guardian and now the guardian has turned into a mental transformer of an abuser instantly within just a few moments or hours. The thoughts that are now provoked into the guardians mind are that of evil spirits and at this point the child is no longer safe. It is not what the child does that causes death, it’s what the guardian conceives in their sick and twisted minds that were not of this nature yesterday. (Maybe)

As a mother you hope the people you love will love and respect you in return but you have to be realistic and know that you only have control over yourself. You cannot control what other people do and think. Once you realize this you can have an easier life.

When I was a young single mother I knew that I had to protect my children. In order for me to protect my children I had to keep them from harm. In order to keep them from harm I had to keep people out of their lives. Sometimes those people were even family if that family was doing something that was not in good health or deed to my children. You may like your family member but if they smoke in front of your child, then maybe you can’t visit that family member when you have your child with you and you definitely may not want that person to babysit if you know that they will be smoking around your child.
As a parent I did not allow my children to sit on grown folks laps if I could help it. It’s not something we can allow in these days and times. We have to do our part to not provoke people into thinking and doing naughty things. We only have control over what we do so if I don’t sit my daughter on Uncle Smatts lap then Uncle Smatt won’t get horny and molest my child. Sometimes those thoughts in someone’s mind do not appear until Satan wants it to and you don’t want to help out.

I didn’t have a lot of boyfriends in my life because I had children and it was my responsibility to protect them. You have to limit the contact with men for the good of your children. Yes you have a right to have a life but your first right is to raise your child in a healthy and safe environment and often parents need to stay single in an effort to do so.
Get a babysitter (only if it’s convenient and safe) and go out and meet your date, you can even spend the night but your child does not need to be around every boyfriend or girlfriend you get. Sometimes a casual friend is all you can afford if it means keeping your child safe.

Children are children and not everyone can handle children. I am a parent as well as grandparent but I realize that children provoke me into stress sometimes so I have to limit when I babysit. Point blank period. It’s a whole mental mind thing I know but I know my limits so I use them accordingly. I’m not going to open up a daycare to make money and end up abusing the children because they work my nerves. If children irritate you, then by all means, don’t be around them and don’t babysit. You don’t have to apologize for that, it’s just you and you have a right to be you.

Boyfriends come a dime a dozen (girlfriends as well). They are most often temporary people in our journey of life. To trust them among your children is a huge step. That step should be taken with some precautionary measures. If you want to move someone into your life with your children it may be time to look at their police records. If they don’t have any, great, but still be cautious. Some men get with women who have children just so they can abuse them. Just so they can ruin their innocent lives. Sometimes the mother see’s it and ignores it, often times not because the predator is really good at disguises.

The Peterson child that was killed by his mother’s boyfriend was an innocent child. He didn’t deserve to die and no other child does as well. STOP ALLOWING MEN (BOYFRIENDS) TO BABYSIT your children. They just can’t handle children the way women can. It’s not saying they are a bad person or they will actually harm your child, you are just preventing something from stirring … in the mind of an evil person. (Women are abusers as well; we are talking about boyfriends today)

CHILDREN deserve to be protected by our boyfriends and girlfriends and step parents. It’s not right for the sake of love or orgasms to allow anyone to mentally or physically hurt your children. You took an oath to love and protect your children and sometimes that means being alone or single in order to do that. Everyone is so quick to re-marry, shack up after break-ups with the kids … that’s not cool. Let your children get a break from confusion. Allow them time to heal by being alone for a while. What you do affects your children too.

You have everyone watching your children and you have no idea what goes on when you are not there. Well, it’s time to know. Set up nanny cams or whatever you need but please stop letting your fly by night boyfriends babysit your children… They don’t deserve to die because the dick was good!

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I’m just keeping it real …as a single parent; I had to go through it too!

Summer Bradshau, The Realist Mistress
2013 ©

Our purpose of living


Our purpose of living ….

We are born without permission to a family that was not chosen by us. It’s like pulling a straw so to speak, you never know what country, state or city you will be born into and you will not have authority over which race you are born into and for the love of all that is good, you will not have control over what gender(s) you are born into.

Once we have determined you are alive and well and on your way to adulthood, we will prepare to you by educating you so that you have the knowledge necessary to enter into the purpose of living which is to populate to flourish the world for the good of all mankind.

Once you are well educated we will enter you into the work force. All of mankind will enter into the work force of life. The only exception will be if you are disabled and unable to fulfill any work duties at all or if you are too old to carry out customary work duties and children less than 16 years of age.

Your education will determine what type of employment you will be able to secure. The wages you earn will be determined by the type of job that you get which will determine what kind of life style you can live. Whew that’s a lot isn’t it (laughing)? But its actually how the it goes down per say.

We are born to be active in the world by working, living, spending, populating, and so forth. The world was created to have a cycle of human beings live on until it is time to demise. We cannot get clear answers regarding that for the one to make life’s rules has yet to return so until then we must carry forth in a productive way that is beneficial to all of mankind as written in the by-laws of living.

We have to be able to educate ourselves and our children, not only what they need to know about how to survive in the world but we must educate them on the purpose of living and detailed information with the plan to implement and each step to take to secure it.

Currently we are raising children this way; we have a child and some out of wedlock (baby daddy). Often because we want someone to love and for someone to love us back. We raise the child but with a silent resentment sometimes because they are taking up too much of our time, our money and our lives. We send them to school and often irritated if we have to help with homework because we are tired. We tell them everything is not their business because they are kids and expect them to know something when they get grown. We kick them out when they are 18 regardless if they secured a high school diploma or not and we say get out there and find your own way and don’t come crawling back here!

OK … WHAT????? And you know that to be true!

They then have to know how to work, pay for housing, food and clothing. They also must secure their future so they have to know how to saving money for their retirement. They surely should know how to not let people cheat them out of what they have and how about teaching them how to be a good spouse and parent while you’re at it.

You know, the school can’t teach them everything. If we teach them as we are supposed to be teaching them they can grow up to be some pretty awesome people and not someone we see on the morning bad news.

The purpose of living is not being taught in the home and the information to live it is not provided by the parents or guardians. Its up to us to teach our children and their children the purpose of living and how to live it! There should not have to be a book or dialog for you to refer to. The rules are the rules and the purpose is the purpose. You might have had a different purpose for having children, but the way it was conceived was not an option. The creator is the creator and to not follow the directions on the box will cause you nothing but heartache and a lot of pain.

What’s your purpose for living? And what are you doing to secure it, Life … the ultimate sacrifice!

© 2013 Summer Bradshau, Your Poetic Mistress