I remember thinking, when I underwent certain procedures to affirm, at the time what I thought was my "true" identity, (I had a bilateral mastectomy and full hysterectomy at the Cleveland Clinic in South Florida) how happy I was, as they removed the bandages from my chest, and I saw for the very first time, the scars where my breasts use to be and the recreated "man" crusted nipples and hoping they would not fall off after the resizing and recreation of them. My brain was trying to understand what just happened, and I was unconsciously preventing from going into shock, the already set in program of you will be happy after this is done, was battling the reality of the situation.  I smiled and thought, "yeah, I am now a man" so I thought. Rethinking this and in a sane/healthy state of mind I am now in, I ask, who makes us believe that a removal of the healthy breasts and reproductive organs make us men?  When in reality there are millions of women who undergo these procedures, not because they want to, but because they have to due to cancer or other illnesses, shameful, I know. 

Looking back now, and knowing what I know today, these types of procedures should be outlawed and doctors jailed who perform them. Unless you have breast cancer and this is going to save your life, bilateral mastectomy for an individual who alleges to have gender dysphoria should not be allowed to undergo such procedures. These are healthy parts, nothing wrong with them, it is our mental state in question, it is the individual who has the problem of low self-esteem, wanting to be something they are not and thinking that this will solve their problems, this is beyond ludicrous and insane. No surgical alterations should be allowed for individuals with any type of body dysmorphia, mental conditions (GD is a mental condition, I don't care how the trans advocates managed to have it questioned and removed) working through the real issues is the answer. It makes as much sense as cutting up your stomach and intestines to lose weight, this is the society we are living in. Health care is nothing about health and all about filling up big pharma and the medical community's pockets with dollars. The "professionals" who are in charge of making these decisions need to have their heads examined.

There is lots of work to be done for those of us who are in the process of de-transitioning, and there is no help provided by these organizations that are pushing the trans agenda, a class action lawsuit is definitely in order. Healing, getting all of our documentation changed, learning to adapt to a scared body, living without any form of hormones, especially those of us who have had a radical hysterectomy and refuse to go on synthetic estradiol that is harmful and uncharted for ex-transgender individuals, is not easy. The world is so focused on the transitioning process that those of us who are returning home seem invisible.  

Well on a positive note, I went to a female bathroom for the very first time yesterday, I had been using the gender neutral ones, or just holding it till I got home, but I felt really good about myself yesterday, it has been a little over  3 weeks since my de-transitioning,  and I finally went and used the women's bathroom at Church. I can't tell you the feeling of joy I felt, returning to the bathroom I belong in the one that was created for individuals born with XX chromosomes, the ones with a real vagina, and that would be me. It was the most natural stress-free feeling ever, the other, always felt false and deceitful.  I am so glad to own who I am, my true identity, the identity God gave me, I am a woman and can't ever be anything else. Yesterday at church the Pastor (I love this man, he speaks from his heart) talked about how our gender is eternal and we are born with it and transcend with it wherever we go, so for those of you in the trans community who think you can change this how wrong you are, and how tormented you will be for eternity until you accept what God gave you.

Although when I look in the mirror, I am still not quite happy with what I see, the hopes is that laser will remove the unwanted hair on my face and body, that the hair on my head will start to grow in, and that my skin will return to the skin I had (I know I am older, and that there will be some alterations from the beautiful 37-year-old I use to be before I started using androgens, but I will be thankful to feel complete as the woman I was meant to be.

How I am feeling since de-transitioning:

My appetite has decreased, my strength is going down, I find myself losing weight, loss of muscle mass, headaches began this morning, guess my hormonal levels are changing, the body is trying to adapt. I am trying to do this without using estradiol but will take it one day at a time. 

Emotionally I feel great, went shopping at the dollar store yesterday after church, and bought some more makeup, nail polish, and womanly smelling lotion. I am embracing the feminine in me, something I use to hate before. I feel like God is recreating me, healing me, and it feels wonderful. 

I am sure there is lots of work to be done, 13 years is no easy to erased in 3 weeks, I am for certain though that gender dysphoria and the trans mantra needs to be stopped dead in its tracks. People need to work on the real issues and that is a lack of self-love and acceptance. There is absolutely nothing wrong with your gender or body parts, it is your mental and emotional state that needs to be looked at. You need God in your heart, God heals everything. You may not see the results from your prayers right away, it takes time, have patience, but realize that when you start to develop a relationship with God, the void you once felt will disappear, he has your back and he loves you beyond words.  I am saddened by the lack of love for God or even belief in our creator. How can anyone not believe, how do we justify all of his wonderful design? Just look around you, everything has his fingerprints on it. 

Till Next Time

Maritza Lopez

Unconditional Love

We use the world love often and unconsciously, throw it around without any true concept of what Love truly is.  We are taught from a very young age that we are loved if we do what we are told, even our own parents who brought us into this world fail to provide us the gift of unconditional love and that to me is a source of sadness beyond belief. This lack of unconditional love from our safe haven, creates the spiral of our life long relationship problems, including the relationship we have with ourself. 

We come into this world to build not only our bank accounts and ego, but to build our spiritual connection with our higher self and our fellow spirits. Every interaction we have here on earth is not a coincidence, but a carefully planned contract that allows us to work through the many challenges and working that are fortified to us here on planet earth.

When we judge others, we are merely reflecting on something inside of us we don't like. Our relationships are there to help us see inside of self, sort of a mirror image. If you look at your past relationships and notice that we continue to be faced with similar situations it is no coincidence that these relationships are a guide for our growth, till you work things out, you will continue to be presented with the same situations time and time again. I believe in twin flame connections, and I believe that many of us are fortunate enough to be provided the gift of finding our twin. I am thankful to have found mine and ever since, my evolution and growth has sky rocketed in incredible ways, this is how you know you are with your twin, when you are faced with growth and challenges beyond your imagination.  

Keep working on yourself and rid self of judgement and your life will change, you may even get to encounter your true other half. Life is exciting and can be an incredible teacher. Surrender to its lessons and navigate with an open heart and the world will be a kinder place. I have made many mistakes in my life time, but what I have learn from these mistakes is priceless, I would not change a single thing, even my transition, because my transition allowed me to meet my twin and now I am the happiest person alive, navigating the smooth seas with the sun shinning on my face and the world is my canvas, I will paint the images and pictures I wish to see, creating an ever flow of love, abundance, health and peace. I wish you all an amazing journey of learning and gratitude, give unconditional to yourself and others and that love will be fortified in return. Happy loving.....

The Masks We Create

Remove the veil, remove the face, the usual narratives we all face, it is nothing more than a cry for help, creating a character that comes from hell, it has to be, when you look back and see the pain you have caused and all you took in the quest of your "happiness". Get defensive all you want, it is about time someone stood up to you and your cause. The go fund me accounts, the telling everyone to respect your pronouns and your plight, well what about the real world, doest that not count? You live in fantasy, every move you make is consumed by the creation in your mind, that you are trying to bring to life.  Fix yourself, really fix it, not just bandaid it with hormones and surgeries, you are in need of a revelation to stop the lies and your frustrations of wanting to fit in to a world that associates our kind as deplorable and unacceptable. 

Be wise, be real, accept the you that you were born as, doesn't mean you have to kiss ass, or be something you are not, but don't think for one moment that you will be able to alter your gender, it is all a fable, a big fat lie, one that you may get away with during the coarse of time, but there will come a day when your conscious will give you away.  Wait for it, I guarantee you, that your quest for this stunt is like Evil Knievel, but even he fell down and broke many bones, and eventually had to stop the show. 

You want to be brave, then step forward, and throw it all away, all the stereotypes you are trying to play. Stop feeding the system that is corrupting our world, our bodies and souls. You created this character to save you from your past, the ridicules you faced, all your insecurities and lack of say, it helped you talk and feel more confident, but of coarse it did, you now are on stage with a different number and name, no longer being criticized by the audience you face. They can't hurt you, cause the mask you have on your face, hides the true you that you hated each and every day.  The new you is more fabulous, wears fun clothes, sports new muscle, you feel invincible and strong, prettier than ever, more attention from the admirers who are as hurt as you, you feed each other without a clue. Time to wake up from the act, being you is the best thing to do in fact, give the real you a chance, now that you have tools to advance, it wasn't all bad, he/she taught you a lot, make it last. Teach the world what bravery is, and help the rest of the lost souls come back.  

After The Fast

Ritz at 19 eating disorder one of the many characteristics in those who suffer from gender dysphoria.

Today is Sunday, and it has been 3 weeks since I have been off hormones. Everyone keeps warning me about all the problems I can face since I have no ovaries, having had a radical hysterectomy on Dec 2003. I find it hard to believe how people worry so much and are not confident in their bodies, I for one know that my body will do what it needs to do to survive. Fear only creates negative cell reactions which leads to disease.

Our bodies produce hormones from other glands such as our pituitary and adrenal, plus we also produce it in our fat cells as well. I am cleaning out my body and will let it do her thing. Then and only then if I feel I need supplementation will I take a natural form of estrogen called Estroven, eat soy products that are GMO free, continue exercising and eating a diet based on fruit, veggies, nuts and seeds, legumes as well as potatoes and rice, and the occasional fish. I will supplement with vitamin B12, drink lots of water and take in the healthy sun rays to provide my body with the much needed Vitamin D.

I am going to do this the natural way and will continue to document my progress. As far as my 3 days fast, it went very well. I felt lots of healing not only physically, emotionally, but mentally and spiritually as well. I will continue to do these fast every 3 months or so. It is a life saver and fortifies you with a longer life by allowing your body to rest from the very taxing digestion, and it created new cell growth in the brain and through out the body. 

There are lots of challenges to face, changing my name and documents seems to be a major ordeal, getting rid of all this ungodly hair from my body and face, and having my hair grow back on my head is not an easy task and costly. I want to create awareness so that its not only a one way ticket to transville, but an all rounded road trip where people are made aware of the dangers of transitioning and the end results. I want there to be accountability from the APA and WPATH and from all the organizations that are promoting transing, yet are not looking at the real deal. 

Everyone is entitled to live their lives the way they please, I am not against your autonomy, but I do want to provide another voice other options such as, live and be happy with what you've got, changing yourself does not lead to happiness. I see it every day, no matter what trans people do they are still miserable, so why hurt yourself? I have not began vlogging my experience yet, I will start soon and add the vlogs to this blog as well.  

Be kind to yourself and gentle, don't try to live your life based on trends and what you think people want or need. Learn to dig deep into your heart for answers, don't let your brain lead, it will get you into trouble every single time. Till next time.....

Shedding The Layers

I figured out why so many get so irate with me and confrontational with my writings and TV Shows, well not everyone, but those in the trans community who are still in their infant stage and self loathing mode;  I touch a certain chord and wounds deep inside of them, I am definitely doing my job. I plan to make people think and think really hard on what they are doing or have done. I want people to question their actions and validity, every step of the way. There are too many people who go on this transgender train ride who have no business riding it. 

By now I have revealed my eating disorder, my self esteem issues,  gender confusion and child traumas, all of which are the typical issues faced with trans individuals. Until you come clean, and accept your flaws, you can't heal. You will continue in search of this utopia which does not exist, and will continue to hurt yourself and others until you have nothing else to give. You will continue to feel dysphoric, no matter what you do, but the difference is now you have greater problems to deal with. So why not save yourself the hassle and aggravation, and just work through the underlying issues and learn to love and accept yourself as you are. The key  here is lack of self love, we blame our gender, but gender has nothing to do with it. 

Shed all the layers one by one, find out what is the cause of  your pain, and no, its not your gender, in fact gender is the least of your problems. I want to add that I am grateful I underwent this journey because what it has done is, it has allowed me to see the true me, and it has taught me to appreciate the woman I have always been. You can say BS all you want, and you tell yourself, you were never a woman, but the facts are, that you are the gender you were pronounced at birth. You may not act as the typical girl or boy, but that doesn't mean you are not the sex you were born as. We need to learn to accept ourselves and not worry about what others think or say. 

Society is creating this outpour of transgender individuals and are harming our youth by saying we can't accept your differences, so fix it. That is wrong on all levels, and we are in the making of a major catastrophe.  People should be allowed to express as they feel inside and dress as they feel outwardly. No one should have to repress their needs but this whole medicalization and fixing of the biological sex is ludicrous. It does not work, it is a temporary fix that in the end will blow itself out of the water. 

Here is an update on my fast: Day 3, going strong, thinking about doing 7 days but will play it by ear. My health is good, feeling hungry still, the digestive system shuts down after today, so the hunger should go away. I had an enema and good meditation session. I feel at peace and balanced. I hoping to detox the T out of the body or at least get a head start.  I am excited to see the changes in me and to start to recognize my old self. I have such a new found love for myself and the knowledge I have gathered during these past 13 years have been amazing.  More about that on my next blog, till next time.....

Self Denial

This is now

That was then

The struggle of being who we feel we aught to be, creates devastation from the moment we pursue the "dream". As Maritza I struggled with my mannerisms, my dress code and presentation, the world was telling me I was wrong for being me. Little girls should not sit a certain way, careful how you walk you emulate the walk of a boy, these words pounded my brain and shaped the fears and low self esteem I experience today.  Looking back at my life, I see how I could have done things differently, don't we all? But badgering and judging myself just like everyone else did would solve  absolutely nothing and further create damage, the damage that I am now faced with healing.

I can understand now why I wanted to take on the role of a male bodied person, they have all the fun, authority and rule the world. But little did I know that it is actually a woman who has all the control, if only we can look past societies illusion, and really see the power of what it means to be a woman. I know that now, after 13 years of living a male's life, whatever that means, but it has given me a strong insight of the power I truly posses as a female.

What has led me to my change of heart and detransitioning you may ask? The realization that I did not have to do what I did to realize who I am.  I came up with all sorts of excuses to justify doing what I did, altering my body and creating a mirage of what I though I should be. Many in this community lose it all while pursuing what they think they are or should be. I lost many clients, clients Maritza built while creating an amazing business called  Bodies Under Construction .  At first, I was in denial, and created all sorts of excuses for the loss, the lethargic nature of Mark, destroyed single handed all the hard work Maritza put to build a career and business, placing more focus on   transgender advocacy, and running away from reality in a world that would not question Mark's validity.

I look back now and I can clearly see the destruction, many in this community have blinders and refuse to see right through the smokey mirrors and just continue paving forward with their plan, the plan to destroy who they were and everyone they knew.  I have this to say to those in this community, when you wake up from your dream, you will find many feelings you will have to face, and I promise you, regret will be one of them. How long it will take, that is up to you and your journey, but you will look back and see the destruction and wonder how did you let it happen?

Word of advise, be gentle with yourself, although the journey may have hurt many, it was your journey and something for you and others to learn from. I believe the biggest reveal for me was to learn to appreciate my womanhood, to learn to have compassion for every human and most of all, to make peace with the pain I felt through out my life.

The Pain: A Day Of Giving Thanks

Having been around, dated and lived with many transgender females in the past, it has provided me a with information that many are not privy to. Many of these so called Male to Trans are dealing with deep rooted issues that stem from lack of self worth, anger and frustration. They failed as men, fathers, husbands and in many other aspects of life. They had poor to no relationships with their fathers, some never got to meet them, and  now feel as if they cannot fulfill the role of manhood in life since they never were taught how.

The "dream" of being a woman is deep for many, its as if they wish they could run away from reality and their responsibility while "becoming" the other sex, thinking this will solve all their problems, but in reality, the problems only worsens and now they have to face the catastrophe they created and left behind.  The same pattern is seen in Female to Trans, with of coarse changing the roles and gender.

There is lots of pain in this community, pain that is not being addressed properly, instead some pseudo treatment that only creates bigger issues and enhances the problems in the end. On a day like today, there are many hurt trans identified individuals who miss being home with their families and friends, and may even be feeling regret. They are in so much pain they can't even appreciate who and what they have around them. So my question is, was it worth it? Changing your gender marker can lead to bigger problems you ever anticipated, please think it through, because not only are you hurting yourself, you are also creating a title wave of hurt with every move you make.

I want to take this time to wish everyone a peaceful, love filled Day of Thanks, remember how many died for you to sit with your family today, how many gave up their land and home.  Let us be grateful for what and who we have in our lives today, cause tomorrow, you never know what brings.

Transsexualism Is An Addiction

When we step out of the normal balance of life there are many things that happen. One of these things is called imbalance, the typical state of disease. The world we live in is filled with synthetics, the behavior we engage in is unnatural and the things we do and crave are very abnormal. With in this abnormality there are things that have become common and seen as normal. The side effects of our behavior create addictions, which leads to more addiction, then shame, then more addiction, it is quite the vicious cycle.

Addiction comes in many forms and there are genetic factor behind it, it never really leaves you, it just takes on different forms.  I have always had a an addictive personality, my father has it, and I believe my grandfather did too.  Lets say that I have lived my life chasing happiness, getting myself in all sorts of trouble but have had the sense to stop doing things that were dangerous to my health, that is, once I saw that I was in danger. One of the my addictions was the obsession with loosing weight and looking good, this got me into bodybuilding, which lead me to the use of ergogenics that spiraled into another addiction called transsexualism.

The worse kind of addictions are the kind you allow to take over your life, the ones that destroys everything in its path, the one that makes you love it, more than you. You know, the addiction that will get you to steal, lie, and leave everything behind, including putting your health in jeopardy. Yes, that pretty much sums up what transgenderism does to you, if you don't believe me, just read through the countless Face Book pages, they all have the same narratives, from those who are caught in this addictions grip. Nothing matters, but becoming that gender you think you are.  Selfie after selfies, procedures after procedure, broken hearts and loss after loss, with the outcome being emptiness, depression and further suicide, for once the addict finds out that their delusion is nothing more than a pipe dream, reality sets in and devastation takes over.

Take a look at the very similar behaviors of individuals in the trans community. They all have the same things in common, body image issues, obsessive nature, anxiety, anger, lack of coping and social skills and not to mention being able to deal with reality.  Even after transitioning these characteristic follow them, with a few reprieve in behavior, only to return. The only way to fight these demons, is to face them, to realize that there is nothing wrong with your body, that it is your need to belong, and in the quest of belonging you do whatever it takes to get there. The obsession with changing gender takes center stage and like a run away train, you will not stop till the train crashes, taking with you hostages that did not sign up for the ride.

Only an addict believes that their drug of choice is good for them and will make them happy, they defend it and honor it, for it is their delusion, that transitioning is what is right for them and makes them happy. It doesnt matter that there is no actual objective reasoning for their plight, only living out a fantasy which they hold on to for dear life.

As an addict to another, please realize that this time, this addiction has taken you way too far. It is not worth losing it all, because in the end biology is none negotiable and all you have done is destroyed a wonderful human being, who is loved and missed by those you left behind.

Hello my name is Maritza Cummings, and I am a recovering transgender addict.

Looking Back

The way to learn from our mistakes and heal is to analyze our life and the path we have chosen. Many people might want to call it regret, I like to call it growth. Sometimes we think one way in a certain stage of our lives, and then we find our views change as we grow older and wiser. I have made tons of mistakes in my life time, too many to mention, but one thing I do know is those mistakes help shape the person I am today. So no need crying over spilled milk or regretting a thing, I will just wipe my knees and move on.

I know now that I allowed fear to lead my life in so many ways, I also allowed the lack of self love to shape my world and life. I no longer feel I was born in the wrong body, what a crazy notion that was. I can say that decision was not sane, and if I would have had the proper therapies, as many are not getting, I would have never undergone such a drastic move.  You tell a therapist what they are trained to hear, and you get a letter, hormones, and surgery, its that easy, and that is just wrong. 

Mutilation of healthy breasts

I had body dysmorphic disorder, self esteem issues, I was sexually abused from a young age, and bad experiences with men, all which leads us into a path that is, well lets say, absurd. Now I don't want to speak for every, I am learning that this disclaimer is need to prevent the mob from attacking, but I do want to say that it is important to really do soul searching and get as much help as you can before you embark on the trans disaster train. We are seeing way too many young people buying this trans agenda and ruining their lives. 

Any how, I am excited for what lies ahead, it's not going to be easy, but I know that it's what I must do to make things right with myself. I look in the mirror now, comparing the pictures of my youth when I had not messed with myself.  I can't help but feel sadness and shame. But I do hope that my journey will help others, that way I won't feel like my life has been such a waste. 

I want to take this time to thank all of my sisters out there, who are being supportive of me. I want to thank Lynna, whom I know my decision has been hard to  deal with, but this is who I am, and I can't no longer continue to live a lie. How ironic is that not what most people say, when they transition? 

Relationships and Healing

My parents divorced and I am now left to pick up the pieces and the start of a new life.  I had so many relationships, trying to find my identity and place in the world. All relationships were with females, yet, I could not be placed in a box, was I butch or was I  fem? I could not find the answer to that riddle, nor did I care to fit in any box. Fast forward many years and I found myself involved with a bisexual female whom I ended up transitioning with, and married for 10 years.  Life was good, I became a fierce advocate for what I thought at the time was the right path.

I since have changed the way I think, and have gotten to know many in the trans community. I no longer see life in the eyes of gender, I see life as a learning to tool, and gender just another tool of division for the masses.  Violet and I divorced, remaining friends, but realizing that I needed more, I continued in the quest to find love and to find myself.  I believe that many in the trans community are trying to do the same, except they get caught in the turmoil of wanting others to see them, instead of just seeing themselves. They try so hard to fit into a gender box, feeling they belong, just like a teen joins a gang to feel a sense of family and normalcy. But what is normal, why are humans so broken and their search to find happiness leads them into destruction of everything they built and loved?

If you listen to the narratives and really unfold the life of many in this community, you will find a common theme, brokenness, hurt, some sort of trauma, be it sexual abuse, religious dogma, not fitting in the gender they where born as, because of coarse they, did not make it as a "man" or a "woman", so they must be the opposite gender, right?  Because they "feel" trapped, "feel" wrong, so they need to fix it?  Well the body is not the problem, it is how they view the world, and how they "feel" they can't fit in, so escape is the only answer.

I find that until a trans person stops living in denial, and accept reality, they will continue on the vicious cycle they have started. It destroys everyone around them, and themselves. They can't ever find peace, and will continue to leave a destructive path, wherever they go.

Now, where am I in the scheme of things? Well, I no longer which to fight with my heart and head. I no longer wish to battle with anyone, I just want to be and be free, and I find that I cannot be free living a life that the Universe did not intend me to live in.  I am speaking for myself so before I get all the haters jumping down my throat as many have in the past, I want to say that this is my journey, my thoughts and my life. I no longer wish to poison my body with unnatural hormones that do not belong inside of me. I no longer wish to pull the wool over anyones eye, I just want to live and live in a place where I don't have to force the world to see what I want them to see, I just want to be me, no labels, no boxes, just me.

So anyways, the time to heal is now. It has been a long and tiring road, what lies ahead is lots of uncertainties, but I am ready for whatever comes my way. I am a woman, always have been, always will be. For those that are claiming womanhood because they "feel" they are, I can only say this to you, feelings has nothing to do with who you are, we can't just feel we hate something, so therefore I will be something else. Biology is biology which ever way you slice it. Express away is all I have to say, but make sure you are aware of who you are, and try not fall into the trap of delusion, because in the end it is you, you will hurt, and that is a hard pill to swallow when the years pass and you have to face you in that mirror.


To be continued.......

Secrets Unfolding

Well, where was I? Ah yes, I was telling you about my hang ups during childhood,  being cross eyed, having self hatred, suffering from loneliness and not being able to fit in, because of all of my "differences"while growing up.  I might as well have said I was from Mars, oh wait, I did say that. Did I mention that after awhile in junior high school, I told one of my classmates, that I was from Mars after being tired of not fitting in and always feeling out of place, well, they started calling me Martian after that?

Adults can be cruel, but kids have a way of getting under your skin beyond measure. I hated school, could not understand the concept of sitting in a class room all day long listening to a person ramble about things that really didn't matter. As if that was not bad enough, having to deal with all sorts of different personalities from individuals who I could clearly see where hurting and trying to be what they were not. No one made any sense to me and everyone seem to live in their own reality. How I ever made it through school was beyond me.

Home life was no better, my parents worked real hard to provide for their kids and never really spent much time with me at all, I was an only child till the age of 8 till my sister came along. It was a bit of a shock at first to have to share what little attention I did get with someone else,  but of coarse now I don't feel the same.  I could not imagine life with out my younger sister or brother. She is an amazing young woman and I am so very proud of her and her accomplishments. My brother who came along 16 later, is a married man, who recently had a child of his own.

But lets go back to my childhood for a brief moment. I want to touch upon something really horrible that happened to me back then, not to dwell on it but  just to touch upon it. I believe I have worked through it now, I was sexually abused.  I was 8 years old, and a friend of the family, whom was like a grandfather to me and whom my family trusted, got access to our home while my parents were at work. He began to touch me inappropriately and to tell you the truth, I don't remember every detail about it, but it happened till I was 12 years old, when I finally asked him to stop. Why I didn't stop him earlier, I don't know? He gave me gifts, lots of attention and knew the right things to say.  I don't know if I felt special or more like an adult because of what he was doing, or maybe because I was too scared to rock the boat and hurt this mans place in our family, I kept silent for all those years. I can't really answer why, nor do I think I am ready to open up that can of worms but I did reveal it to my mother later on in my adult years.  I do want to mention, I  am not traumatized by this event, nor do I feel like a victim.  I have never played that role in life, I just suck things up and move forward. I have never gone to therapy to deal with it, I do feel that it has not hindered my sexual relationships in life, nor do I hate men for it, or any of that jazz. I do have problems trusting people and have lack of self worth.

So I won't go into all the sexual details of what he did or did not do during those 4 years time but I believe that many in the lgbt community and outside of it have had some sort of sexual abuse, at least that is what the old man lead me on to believe, that everyone has a special "friend" when they are younger that shows them about sex.  I will talk more about my theory regarding this in future blog entries, as I unravel the reasons behind gender confusion and sex change, but for now, lets just say that my life would have been totally different had this even not occurred.

I was very sexual after being introduced to sex at such a young age, sexual, not in having sex with other people that is, but  sexual as in exploring my own body, and had a hunger to learn how to pleasure myself and others. I was provided sexual magazines and books by my abuser and I felt that for such a young person I knew about sex more than most in my age group.  As I grew older, I started wanting to date young men, but after they too tried to engage in sexual relationships with me without my consent, I became turned off and therefore stopped dating men all together. To tell you the truth, I preferred being alone and masturbating in my room this way I would not get hurt emotionally and it felt safer that way.

Years went by and I fell in love with a girl in high school, she was in my drama class and there began my interest in women. She had no interests in girls, in fact she was straight the same as me. We had a few school projects together and before you know it, we started to explore. We had some really nice moments together, until we got caught and needless to say, well,  that is another chapter on its own. In fact I did right about this experience in my book The Mirror Makes No Sense, a book I wrote during my trans advocacy years, girl, do things change.

Fast forward a few years, I graduated high school, became heart broken because Denise and I were forced apart by family and now my heart was guarded and never to let any emotions back in.  Trying to find myself I joined the forces and then followed a trail of relationships in search of my lost heart and soul.

To be continued......

A New Day

Hello everyone my name is Maritza Cummings and I am recovering gender addict. I close my eyes, and my life flashes before my very eyes. Who am I, what am I, where have I been and where am I going? I shake my head, I wipe my eyes, I look within, and here I am.

Many of you know me as the controversial once trans identified trans man, an identity that was given to me by society, the players, the haters the lovers, and my own egocentric self. Yes narcissism was a way of life for me, I created the perfect "man", a specimen to be admired, so I thought. But in reality who was I kidding? A hairy chest, back and face, coupled with muscles and a sexy raspy voice worthy of radio broadcast, but in the end, inside the deep center of it all, I am a woman, a scared little girl, who just wanted to be held and loved. 

So here I stand in front of the world, in front of me, the soul that has been through so much in this life, and I ask, what next? I have been on hormones since 2003, as well as dabbled in bodybuilding which made it easier to cross the gender border. It was easy as pie to change my physique, after all pharmaceuticals makes it easy to create whatever you want. But what did I do? I altered my life and body all in the quest to help society push us into their box, the box they feel comfortable with us being in.  

In our society, girls have to look a certain ways as do boys, and mannerisms, well lets not even mention those, careful how you walk, talk and dress. If I can accomplish anything and learn from my life events is this, I will never feed into what the system wants. I will do everything within my power to change things, even if its only me I am changing.

Look out world, for this fierce woman is back, Ritz Cummings will  rise up from the ashes, wipe her knees and stand proud and tall, as the woman I was born to be. No wrong body, no wrong theme, what needs to change is not the way society sees me, but how I see society. 

Words are changing our world, let us realize that who we are is not a pronoun or a feeling, but who we are is etched deep inside our soul. After all we are spirits having a human experience, let us not give away our power to those that are trying to make us powerless

Why Believe The Liars?

Sexology's war on Transgender Children

Andrea James as well as many autogynephellic men are in constant need of twisting truth to get their point and agenda across. Why would anyone believe these chronic liars as they use the faces of innocence to get their message acrosss. Andrea paved the way for facial reconstruction on men to look like women, he was arrested for posting stolen pictures of Dr. Michael Bailey's 9 year old daughter with obscene captions and claimed the girl deserved it.

Having been the target of these self serving individuals via threats, foul language and lies, I can't understand how they would even have any clout when they speak or write. Everything based around them is filled with vitriol, hate and lies.  The latest attempt to transition children is the claim that reparative therapy led to the death of Leelah Alcorn when in fact, what led to his suicide was the pressure from these Trans gestapos pushing their trans agenda all over the map. There straw man arguments are not only ludicrous but filled with gaps.

These individuals tactics includes digging information, downloading pictures placing captions full of lies and offensive wording all to try to discredit the truth being spread. Sending death threats and vulgar language use to try to intimidate the person is just one of the many tactics these violent men use. All techniques that not only show the lack of professionalism in their approach, but showing how really messed up they truly are, and if anyone is to be charged with phobic behavior, is them.

These Trans activists need to be stopped dead on their tracks, and no longer allowed to intimidate those that do not agree with their trans narratives and lies.

Andrea who are these experts you claim deem reparative therapy unethical? Possibly those pushing drugs and procedures? There is a trans mafia on the horizon, pushing and brain washing the population to believe these autogynephilles and their lies.

Just like a political campaign is filled with dirty laundry and thought out demeaning lies, these men will stop at nothing to push their Trans agenda and will destroy or attempt to, anyone that gets in their way. I say let us stand up against these individuals and stop these needless transing of our children.

On A Creepier Note

https://www.facebook.com/rachel.london.31?fref=ts

Can someone tell me what is the fascination with rabbits and trans females are all about? I have found these disturbing pictures on the pages of several trans women, and can't help but correlate sexual fetishes and mental disturbance with them.

These pictures were found on Rachael Michele Hilgerts FB page

Finding Self

I believe as humans, we are always growing and changing, those that do not are in a perpetual state of nothingness. Whenever we believe we are done growing somehow we are saying that we have lost our drive to change and grow.

One of the reasons I denounced being transgender was the confusion and lack of construct in the word and community. Therefore I had to recreate and find my true self. In that search I found that I cannot and will never be placed in any type of box, including a gender box, Why? Because I am more than a couple of words slapped together by someone who thinks they know me. I am bigger than the word transgender, or Cis female, or Trans man. I cannot be explained nor be understood therefore, I am that I am, and forever will be changing and growing.

I hope to help end this fight we see amongst all the different groups and political agendas that divide us all and keep us fighting with one another. If we could just learn to respect and understand each others pain, and go a step further as to support one another, I believe we would solve the many problems we are faced with.

Now I still hold true many of my core beliefs, such as a man can not be a woman, nor can a woman be a man. We can easily express our selves and lead our lives in ways that finds us happiness, but when we create a political fight against others to prove we are something we are not, that is when the danger begins. Let us educate one another, let us understand while using a gentler approach to the matter.

In the mean time, I am still reinventing myself and I am so ever excited for what the future holds. I am a unicorn, I am a hybrid, and what I am cannot be boxed or bottled.

What Does De Transitioning Mean To Me?

From the moment we sailed out to advocate against dangerous blockers for Children, we have been asked if we were going to de transition? At the time it seemed like the right thing to do so we could provide a strong message, however, who was I kidding? After 12 years of being on hormones, my changes are permanent, I have no ovaries therefore I can't produce my own hormones and to shift gear on this body is only placing my own health in danger. I noticed fatigue, I was losing weight very rapidly, had no sex drive and was starting to feel very depressed.  I looked in the mirror and was not happy with what I was seeing. Don't get me wrong, Maritza is alive and well in me, I am her and will forever be. I will always stand up for my sisters and help fight their battle, I am woman, here me roar, yet I am also Mark and I can't erase neither one of them, nor do I want to. I have created who I am today, not taking away from anyone or anything. I refuse to wear the label Trans, since many in this community have been mocking me and hurting me for being a different voice. In spite of it all, I still have trans identifying friends who have stock with us, and we love them dearly. Just because we have a different view, doesn't mean we can't be friends.


We never meant to hurt anyone, yet the attacks and counter attacks were flaring at speed. Anger and hate solves nothing. We still believe strongly in our views, but choose to go about things a different way. We want to be happy and continue to love one another as we do, and can't focus on the haters. Any way, it is sad that there is little to no information on de transitioning, and we still want to bring focus on this to help those who can return to their old self. Knowledge is golden and how can we learn if we don't question ourselves?

De Transitioning Diary Fom The Ex Trans Man On A Mission First Month

So, I decided to blog my de transition, and create a guide for those who are planning to stop taking T, stop identifying as a man or trans man, and try to lead a semi normal life. I have tried to find information out there but have come out with blanks. I am debating if I should go on Estrogen for a while to try to bring back some normalcy since I have no ovaries or any other form of hormone production.

It has been almost one month since I stopped taking T, and today for the first time,  I did feel a bit tired during my run, I think this is normal since sex hormones do provide the oomph that is necessary for activities, and I have no ovaries to produce my own. Well lets see how this goes.  I will be posting information videos and such to help create a diary for those who want information regarding de transitioning. If any of you want to share your experiences, please feel free to comment. Note I screen all comments now due to the haters, but will get to the comments and the legit ones will be allowed.

 Here are the changes on my first month of De Transitioning:

• Hair growth still strong on my body and face.
• Voice still deep, but a bit raspy, difficulty singing, feels like voice will crack
• Mild headaches and fatigue
• I am more aware of my emotions, T numbed me.
• Letting my hair grow on my head, disappointed bald spot, very self conscious 
• Hate shaving and no longer find it pleasurable as I did before, really hate anything that is too manly on my body or appearance. I am trying to find a balance in self, and recreating my look and identity. 

I find the path to De Transitioning is much more difficult and less support than for Transitioning. 12 years ago, when I decided to transition there was not much information out there, well it seems the same goes no for the other path. The lack of support and hatred towards the community against de transitioners is over whelming, we hope to change this with time.

The Long Road Back Home

Hi Everyone,

I don't know where to begin here and some of you may not even care to read what I type here, but for those of you that do and are up to reading this, I guarantee you that you will not be disappointed. So here goes...

First of all, I simply want to offer my sincerest apology. I hurt, confused, lied to, hid from, and used so many of you. I sincerely believed that I was justified in believing what I did was right. I lost my focus on reality a very long time ago and I nursed these thoughts as I grew older. I heard an old message from Andy Stanley that stuck with me because I am living proof of what was said and what he spoke about that day. I had plopped myself down on the couch after a long day at work and what he said resonated with me for some reason...

He mentioned that the devil is patient and waits sometimes a lifetime to get to some of us. He doesn't push himself onto us because he knows that he will scare us away or we will call his bluff, so he waits. A thought here, I lie there and over time he has dropped several chunks of things into our lives. He has been alive for millennia and knows the human race so well. He knows personality types, he knows what motivates us, our needs, our likes and our dislikes. He is no fool and actually has a carefully orchestrated plan for each and every individual. He also has lots of helpers, both seen and unseen to accomplish his goal. He doesn't play games and has been at this for a very long time.

In my case, my gender identity question started early, Satan was at work even as I was yet learning to spell my own name. I was only five and the thoughts of wanting to be a girl used to raid my innocent little mind. Maybe it was something that I saw on tv, maybe it was that I didn't feel like a bunch of the other boys in kindergarten, regardless, I was confused. I would pray to God to change me, but it never happened (it can't).

All of you know me, you know that I am a kind-hearted, soft-spoken, easy-going, and otherwise sweet individual. I am thankful that God created me with such a soft heart, such an ability to appreciate things and feel things that others would walk right by. I also have a very soft spirit. I am sensitive to the Holy Spirit in a way that many never experience. I don't say that to toot my horn or anything like that, I just know that this is how my God made me. Problem is that I was swayed into thinking that these could never possibly ever be manly characteristics. Boys are taught to be rough and tough, but then there was me, a sensitive little cry-baby.

I grew up knowing that I was like that, boys are to be emotionless and girls are the ones who show emotion. So I always had this pervading thought in the back of my mind that if I could have any wish, I would ask the genie to turn me into a female because this me that I certainly was not really me at all. I prayed to God to take away my thoughts, but wrestled again and again with these questions. I had no idea that this was a plan that was being carefully unraveled with evil intentions. The devil was engaged in getting me to believe the lie that I was in the wrong body. One lie, one suggestion, one image at a time. He knew that eventually he would get me to believe it so much so that I would be willing to lose it all to get it.

I crosdressed as a child and kept feeding the dream. I watched shows as I was home by myself in the summertime. I woke up and went to sleep with the tv on. So many shows, so many talk shows, sitcoms, movies. All working to influence me and working to lead me to my delusion. I thought that some day I could be what I loved. I wanted to see my self much differently. As I got older, the feelings got stronger and I acted out on it by raiding my older sister's closet as a teen. I would hear songs by female singers and imagined myself as they. I felt so guilty for having these thoughts and would routinely confess them away in private, but where could I go? I figured that the Lord and I could handle my thought life, the problem is that this lone ranger mentality does not work. Confessing a secret sin to someone never works either. I needed someone to come along side me and help me with the issues that I was dealing with.

The problem is that I hated everything about being a man. I still struggle with much of it. Nice guys always finish last is what I was seeing. Pretty girls liked bad boys. What would a pretty girl want anything to do with sweet me? I used to get the word sweet written on my yearbook all the time. I got so annoyed, but that was what people saw. Now I know that most women want to have a man who in sensitive, kind and thoughtful, not this bad boy who just stereotypes her as some sexual object. I had no idea, I just thought that I had been born a mistake. Why do I cry so easily God? Why do I think like this or that? So many questions from a questioning teen...

As I left for Bible college in late 1988 with my best friend John, I felt like I was past these questions, but Satan was never too far. During school I was able to put these thoughts and desires away because I was a guy and I really liked girls. Being away from home and in another state opened up my eyes and I was able to meet so many different people. I met one girl, dated and broke up and then found another that interested me and did the same. I put my transgender thoughts down and buried them in the past, but I never ever really dealt with them. The devil knew that and was happy to be ever so patient with me.

One night however, I was confronted with those hidden things. I had just come back from shooting a video in New Orleans and I was just really spiritually weak. I had gone to bed and something that had plagued me happened again that left me feeling helpless. A demonic spirit came into my dorm room and began to sit on top of me as I was sleeping. I had had encounters like these before because as a child I could see clear impressions of some thing on my bed when I would go to my bedroom. This was a lot like that, but now this entity took up the entire space of the room itself. I tried to open my mouth but it was as if I could not open my mouth from the abject fear that had overcome me. I proceeded to say, "in the name of Jesus, I rebuke you". It laughed at me and began to mock me by saying that I didn't even believe that. It continued to breathe heavily right into my face. I could feel that heat of the breaths on my now sweaty face. I drummed up all that I had in me in faith and finally yelled out, "in Jesus name and by His blood on the cross shed for me, I rebuke you Satan, get away from here!" Immediately, as if it were sucked out of my room by a powerful vacuum, the entity left my room. My best friend John heard my yelling and had been praying for me all of the time while I was being attacked. I ran through the bathroom that divided our rooms and with tear in my eyes, told him what had happened. I was a pile of tears and we hugged there for a while. He prayed over me and I felt better. Oh, if I had only confided in him these thoughts back then.

Afterwards, I went to get a drink of water out in the dorm room hallway and as I put my lip onto the stream of water coming from the fountain, I heard that entity speak yet again. It simply said, "Don't you ever forget, I know just how to get to you." I knew then and there exactly what it was talking about. There was no doubt in my mind. My gender identity issues were definitely the ways and means that the devil was going to try and destroy my life. Again though, it was my secret and my deal. God and I could handle this...

I married my college sweetheart in 1997, she was so innocent, kind and a real catch. Her gentle spirit coincided right with mine and oh did she ever have a heart for God. She was beautiful in every way. A very rare find and she was my gift. Her parents almost made that not possible. We had just come back from a wonderful mission trip to Hungary and Romania. God used us all in powerful ways those three weeks and we both were so grateful to have gone. The next thing to get finalized was our marriage which was scheduled for August of 1991. I went home to California and she went home to Minnesota. It was only a few weeks and I get a different kind of phone call from me fiancé. She was in tears and told me that her parents wanted to her to call the wedding off because there was something that they felt was wrong with me. They did not want their daughter to suffer in the future from marrying me. They knew, the Lord had revealed it to them. They didn't know what, but they knew that this would damage their daughter unmercifully. I hastily made a trip to Minnesota that same day.

Upon arriving, we met with her mom and dad and some close spiritual friends, they were probing me and asking me questions that lasted into the wee early hours of the morning. I finally confessed to them and everyone there, including her brothers and sister that I liked to crossdress, but apparently they did not think that this was my problem. I never told them the truth though. The truth was that I dreamed of becoming a woman someday. That was still between God and I, our little secret...

They cancelled our plans and two twenty-one year olds were devastated. I fought to get her back and by 1994, I proposed to her yet again and she said yes. Over time we were able to get her parent's blessing and in the spring of 1997, we were finally married. We, however struggled from day one, nothing of her doing whatsoever. She was perfect in every way and loved me with all her heart. I sang, "I Will Be Here" to her, but my secret was still hidden. That secret started to come out in the form of my constant desire to look up transgender/crossdressing stories on the internet. I fed my desires for years as I hid that from her. For me, it was never a pornographic obsession, it was simply a desire to see examples of people who actually were able to change their gender. I was obsessed and I could not get enough. Only a few months into our marriage, my wife discovered that I had been in contact with someone on the internet. She called me out on it and I told her that it wasn't what she thought, I was not cheating on her. I promised her that I would not talk to anyone online and she never asked me anything else. I was actually in a conversation with a transgender person in a tg chat room. I was fascinated and asking this person all kinds of questions. Again, Satan at work adding to his carefully constructed rock pile that he was designing for not only my destruction but for the destruction of my wife and our entire future family. Like I said, the devil is extremely patient...

I continued to entertain my thoughts and every time that I had an out of town job, I would use my off-hours to feed my obsession. This lasted for years and I would stop out of guilt, but then continue to do the same thing and read tg fiction months later. It just kept on gaining more and more momentum and continued to damage our marital relationship. She was not my love interest anymore, somewhere along the road, I had replaced her with me. She wondered what she could do to gain my interest again, but it was to no avail. She would literally go to bed in tears waiting for me to come to bed, but I was engrossed on my couch reading yet another account of a boy turned into a girl by her mom or a brother turned into a bridesmaid by her sister. I know, sick, some of you say, but I am willing to admit that this was my struggle. This was my burden to bear. I thought that I could eventually just take this to the grave with me. Satan however, had plans that were much more grand. He uses the weaknesses in our lives to carefully place them in a place where maximum impact can be achieved. If I only knew then that this was the hellish plans that he had ever so patiently been working out for decades. He waited until I had turned forty-one and had five kids. He then sprung his plan onto me.

In the fall of 2011, my wife had plans to have us all go visit her sister and family over in Joplin, Missouri over the Thanksgiving holidays. I knew that I had two days of work that had been scheduled and so I asked her to go by herself and take the kids. All of a sudden it hit me, I would be alone. I could see me for the first time. I could finally discover the me that I had hidden for so long. No need to read about it anymore, I could now be it. So I made my plans, I spent money on wigs, makeup, and clothing. I saw this person and was changed after that. It was now not enough to just read it, I had to be it. So I did just that. My wife discovered my secret and she tried to help me get out, but it was to no avail, I was in too deep. All of Satan's plans were now in full force, he hand gotten me to believe my lie. I was a woman and I would prove that fact to the world no matter what the cost. I figured that I needed to be honest with myself and I was going to finally be me. Other people would just have to deal with it.

So on November 11, 2013, I walked out the door of our home and into the rest of my life. She told me that if I started on hormone replacement therapy then I was not welcome back home again. I started HRT the next day and life has never been the same. This was the plan that Satan had and I fulfilled his plans completely. My wife lost her husband, my five kids lost their dad and for what??? To be something that I will never be able to be???

So now I come full circle, although after causing cataclysmic damage to my family and to those who loved me. I was involved in a horrific car accident that left me with three broken bones in my neck. I will never be the same and I am disabled for life. I have had time to reflect during my recovery and God brought a special woman into my life to restore me back to health both spiritually and physically. She has a similar story as mine.

She always felt like a very masculine girl but could equally be as feminine as any woman out there. One day, after becoming a successful business woman she was asked of she knew about female to male transsexuals. She was thirty-eight and lesbian, she had been sexually abused as a child and hated men. She responded by saying that she didn't know anything about it. Later on, she went to the internet to look up FTM and she immediately associated with being just that. Six months later she had removed her breasts and removed her reproductive organs and was on testosterone. She was now looking like a biological male and she became a fierce advocate for the trans community. She was on most major talk shows in the US and Latin America as the miracle woman turned into a man. She actually discovered Jazz Jennings who was embraced by the media as the innocent face of the transgender movement. She fought for twelve years to gain more acceptance and rights for the trans community. Then she met me...

I was left in an ICU in El Paso, Texas after my accident and she came to me. We had met only a few weeks before through a mutual friend who watched our YouTube channels. Our mutual friend suggested that I needed help and that we would be good for each other. For some reason, I packed up my Honda and headed down to seeing this person who went by the name Mark. It is also when I drove off of a high mountain pass in the evening of December 30, 2014. Upon impact with the first tree, I knew that I was not going to survive. I literally flew off of the highway and down a rocky mountainside and landed 300 feet or so later, not dead, but miraculously alive. I spent a freezing night down in the canyon and upon daylight I knew that God would rescue me. A series of miracles happened and I was cabled up and out of there. My life had now literally hit rock bottom. I had nothing and I was nothing. I was carefully airlifted to a trauma center in El Paso and was told that I would need to get life debilitating surgery to fuse my back to my now broken neck. I spoke with my ex-wife about it and she agreed that this was probably best, I was not at peace with that though. That is when she showed up...

She was looking like a he and was as cute as ever. I was drugged up and she brought me a teddy bear and lay it next to my motionless body. I was pretty paralyzed and she had no idea if I was going to survive, if I would be disabled in a wheelchair or what. She asked me if she wanted her to stay, I said yes, please. I fell in love with a woman that day, that is what I saw. She saw a man lying helpless there that day. I awoke in her that woman that she had buried and discarded and she helped me to see the wonderful man that I always was. I became her child at that point. You see, Maritza was never able to have a child of her own and she realized then that her love for me was now bringing up all of those nurturing qualities that come so naturally to women. I was her baby and she was going to make sure that I was going to recover. She immediately suggested that I not go under the knife. She had been an occupational therapist for years and had worked in the medical community. She knew that medicine is never the answer to health. She told me that health comes to the body when we let it heal itself. She helped me through the seven days at the hospital, she never left my side. We were discharged and she took me in. We moved to New Mexico where she had already been living. God was working on her heart and she could do nothing about it.

Here we are six months later and I am able to live my life without pain killers, I have lost a bunch of weight and have never been healthier in my life. I owe it all to Maritza to help me accept all of me, not just the part that I wanted to accept. I am so grateful and love her beyond words. A few weeks ago we heard about the plans that are being orchestrated by the medical community and the trans community to subvert our children.

We evidenced the rise of the transgender child and the legitimaization of giving these gender non-conforming kids puberty blocking drugs and eventually cross-sex hormones in order to allow them to be themselves. This is a flat out lie and an evil satanic plan to destroy lives from a very young age. Biology is unchangeable, this is just an absolute. Our kids are now targets for mass sterilization and a lifetime of confusion. Make no mistake, this is a diabolical plan that has been well thought out. The trans community knows that through the innocence of children they can normalize this behavior and make it more socially acceptable. Now, with Bruce Jenner coming out and the whole lid has been blown off. Bruce has revealed that autogenyphilia (the desire for man to look like a woman or to be a woman) has no limits. When one has wealth, they think that they can literally become what they have always loved. The love of self has multiplied itself to such a high degree that it knows no bounds. No man can ever become a woman or vice versa. Science will try to make that possible, but you can't mess with perfection.

Maritza and I renounce ever being transgender, we renounce the lie that the devil had sold us both, we renounce that we ever promoted this type of behavior and lifestyle. We seek to lay ourselves at the foot of the cross and ask God to restore to us what was stolen away from us. We promise to work tirelessly to rid this world of this transgender menace. We are committed to sparing children the agony of a life of confusion and instead offer them the hope in learning to love what God made them to be. We offer ourselves to be used in any way that Jesus seems fit to use us for His glory and for His glorious purpose. To teach mankind that God truly loves and cares for His creation and that we are truly perfect just the way that we are.

Thank You For Your Time,
Sincerely and Apologetically,

Paul & Maritza

We are presently trying to garner more support to get this redemptive message out to the masses and would love to share our story, counsel those that need help, and partner with anyone who wants to help turn the tide on this lie.

Please check out www.transitionradio.net or you can get a hold of Maritza at markangelocummings@gmail.com or myself at lopster01@gmail.com. We look forward to getting this message out to the masses.

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