Life…A fun attempt to mess with your parent’s sanity.
Death…An opposite and, as far as we know, equal reaction to taxes.
Heaven…The merging of life,death and your local coffee shop.

Life…A fun attempt to mess with your parent’s sanity.
Death…An opposite and, as far as we know, equal reaction to taxes.
Heaven…The merging of life,death and your local coffee shop.
Once during a time before this time there was an advanced group of people living on what is now called earth. They were advanced enough to be in the beginnings of off world flight and living for extended ages in the quite of space. These people had several colonies on outer planets and were mining comets for iron to build fantastic ships that would support large colonies for ages in flight to other galaxies.
By the time they had 3 expeditions launched the earth was pretty depleted of those who were capable of living off planet even with their work in the nano-health sciences making the remaining population live longer and healthier, the greatest of their minds had opted for the grand travel in search of new worlds and higher learning.
As the last, as it turned out, star ship was leaving the galactic boundaries it learned of a catastrophe about to send solar debris toward earth in a massive wave that was more than the inhabitants could overcome and an almost complete annihilation of life on earth would happen but because they would be drawn in and also destroyed if they tried to reverse course to help, they stayed their course and the ships leader General Odessa Davis sent word to the other outbound vessels of the destruction and that he and his crew would go into dormancy except for the AI and robots who could carry out advanced scientific studies that could be fed into the human bodies as they rested in stasis and would come out after a period of time when it was again safe to venture back to help what ever was left of society in the solar system.
After many eons Davis was awakened, fully rejuvenated by the internal bot-medics, his DNA advanced and most known human physical problems dealt with. His crew as well had been resurrected to a much advanced state of physical ability. The AI was far advanced but still willing to be part of “The new humanity”.
On returning to Earth they found all the outposts along the way had suffered total annihilation and only Earth was left with life but not human in nature. Only larger land animals and ocean creatures lived well but were in an altered state from the creatures who the space dwellers had left behind before the destruction of the planets they knew as home.
The land masses had turned under in the violence and no sign of the former intelligence was in evidence beyond things that were rusting beyond recognition or were soon to be abducted under the volcanic eruptions still roiling upon the surface.
General Odessa Davis’ crew was small compared to the other colony ships human cargo but it had wide diversity in genetic standing. It was agreed that a new human society was to be created on this “New” Earth and their ship would explore the outer reaches of this galaxy while it naturally built itself with no artificial intelligence help.
Science Administrator Thomas Alvin Nester was assigned to find suitable earth hosts for DNA from the ships ancient cold storage to start the new humans on the planet. A few examples where gathered from warm blooded species that could simulate human form though not so close as to copy human form as it was in the past and the most dangerous animals that would be a hazard to these prototype “New lifers” would be eliminated using low tech asteroid bombardment which would also rearrange the world to have more water segregated continents for the experiment to give more chances one would work in favor of a new society that would eventually be allowed to carry on the work of the ancients in outer space while giving diversity to the human body form.
S.A.Thomas A. Nester or as his suit tag read S.A.T.A.N. was told to give the subjects only pure original DNA because G. O. Davis wanted Independent natural growth before any advanced knowledge was invested in this new human experiment. But Nester thought he knew more about science and what should be the new form of things than the General and allowed advanced knowledge to be a
Once during a time before this time there was an advanced group of people living on what is now called earth. They were advanced enough to be in the beginnings of off world flight and living for extended ages in the quite of space. These people had several colonies on outer planets and were mining comets for iron to build fantastic ships that would support large colonies for ages in flight to other galaxies.
By the time they had 3 expeditions launched the earth was pretty depleted of those who were capable of living off planet even with their work in the nano-health sciences making the remaining population live longer and healthier, the greatest of their minds had opted for the grand travel in search of new worlds and higher learning.
As the last, as it turned out, star ship was leaving the galactic boundaries it learned of a catastrophe about to send solar debris toward earth in a massive wave that was more than the inhabitants could overcome and an almost complete annihilation of life on earth would happen but because they would be drawn in and also destroyed if they tried to reverse course to help, they stayed their course and the ships leader General Odessa Davis sent word to the other outbound vessels of the destruction and that he and his crew would go into dormancy except for the AI and robots who could carry out advanced scientific studies that could be fed into the human bodies as they rested in stasis and would come out after a period of time when it was again safe to venture back to help what ever was left of society in the solar system.
After many eons Davis was awakened, fully rejuvenated by the internal bot-medics, his DNA advanced and most known human physical problems dealt with. His crew as well had been resurrected to a much advanced state of physical ability. The AI was far advanced but still willing to be part of “The new humanity”.
On returning to Earth they found all the outposts along the way had suffered total annihilation and only Earth was left with life but not human in nature. Only larger land animals and ocean creatures lived well but were in an altered state from the creatures who the space dwellers had left behind before the destruction of the planets they knew as home.
The land masses had turned under in the violence and no sign of the former intelligence was in evidence beyond things that were rusting beyond recognition or were soon to be abducted under the volcanic eruptions still roiling upon the surface.
General Odessa Davis’ crew was small compared to the other colony ships human cargo but it had wide diversity in genetic standing. It was agreed that a new human society was to be created on this “New” Earth and their ship would explore the outer reaches of this galaxy while Earth naturally built itself with no artificial intelligence help.
Science Administrator Thomas Alvin Nester was assigned to find suitable earth hosts for DNA from the ships ancient cold storage to start the new humans on the planet. A few examples where gathered from warm blooded species that could simulate human form though not so close as to copy human form as it was in the past and the most dangerous animals that would be a hazard to these prototype “New lifers” would be eliminated using low tech asteroid bombardment which would also rearrange the world to have more water segregated continents for the experiment to give more chances one would work in favor of a new society that would eventually be allowed to carry on the work of the ancients in outer space while giving diversity to the human body form.
S.A.Thomas A. Nester or as his suit tag read S.A.T.A.N. was told to give the subjects only pure original DNA because G. O. Davis wanted Independent natural growth before any advanced knowledge was invested in this new human experiment. But Nester thought he knew more about science and what should be the new form of things than the General and allowed advanced knowledge to b
The name of our thirteenth Zodiac sign just goes to show how the gods think of us in these troubled times “O-phiuch-us”
Minotaur or goat, scales or virgin and what the hell happened to my rising sign in all of this. The gods have abandoned me to a life of confusion so my sign must be
“Mental ward this way –>”.
OH stars that guide me, woe is the dark day a 13 came into my life … no wait that’s the day I was born on and it hasn’t been all that bad, well except when I got that ticket on Friday the thirteenth when I was confused as to what state I was in, physically not mentally … or maybe that should be turned around … I’m not sure because my life long Lebrian balance has been given to a Virgin and we ALL know how confused virgins are. Anyway, if you thought I was a little wacko all these years you can now understand, as I do about YOU, why.
The name of our thirteenth Zodiac sign just goes to show how the gods think of us in these troubled times “O-phiuch-us”
Minotaur or goat, scales or virgin and what the hell happened to my rising sign in all of this. The gods have abandoned me to a life of confusion so my sign must be
“Mental ward this way –>”.
OH stars that guide me, woe is the dark day a 13 came into my life … no wait that’s the day I was born on and it hasn’t been all that bad, well except when I got that ticket on Friday the thirteenth when I was confused as to what state I was in, physically not mentally … or maybe that should be turned around … I’m not sure because my life long Lebrian balance has been given to a Virgin and we ALL know how confused virgins are. Anyway, if you thought I was a little wacko all these years you can now understand, as I do about YOU, why.
In this world I sometimes find myself seeing sad shapes in my thoughts.
The world being shaped by greed that even takes over religion.
Profit at the expense of peoples lives.
Where the many good faiths are turned upon their heads and used for money or killing in the name of the highest power.
I cry !
Tired of politics as usual? …
I know some people, not to mention names, who are like old teasel.
They grumble and rumble and sometimes grumble about their rumble.
At times their age shows in the form of sharp barbs and spotted faces.
But I would not trade them for any other because you see they are still beautiful to me.
They are still like that quick young person I knew when they get sassy and say things that others may fear to say.
But now they don’t whisper it and come right out loud and say it to my face.
When they put on a new hat they are still handsome, though in a more dignified way even if some of them don’t pick the best look, they never did then either.
Yup! they may be old and slow and have weaker eyes to see all my imperfections with but I still got um and maybe my barbs are showing a bit more too.
I think all those young and brash weeds I knew may not be young in the eyes of the world but I still see them fresh and green with high hopes.
I try to listen more to what they have to say too because the older I get the more there is to know.
Young weeds tell me what they think is right, and where they think I should go and how I should go because they read it in a book but old thistles tell me from experience what’s really in store for me because they wrote the book.
The place is abandoned, they’ve all gone south. I feel like doing that myself some days but stop short, remembering the swollen freeways instead of peaceful mornings listening to the crazy birds, like me, who stay the winter through, the ones who are too young or old and slow to make it that far. We like each other I suspect because there is never a shortage of them at my winter feeder to squabble a hello in the frosty mornings air. I hope they stick around and white wash my grave stone or scatter my bleached out bones when it’s the time for me to head south for the last flight to eternity!
Like some Japanese pine, I think heavy weights have been placed on some of my thoughts to try and bend them into “Correct” shape but my acid personality, I fear, probably has eaten away the wires that holds them in place and I keep going astray ”c)~
A father, a Son, a Husband, a quick mind, a funny person, a passionate helper of the less fortunate, a defender of what is right, a giver to all and most important A friend !
As we are busy blaming “BP” for messing up the Gulf of mexico I would suggest a solution for oil barriers along the beautiful beaches there and in fact all along our coastlines. First I will direct you to search floating “debris in the gulf of Mexico”.
There are enough objects floating there that if gathered and strung along the beaches could cover all the coastlines of our country I believe. It is floating so we would not have to buy new floating barriers, all we need is nets, which could be made from shredding more of the junk out in the ocean. “BP” didn’t put it there, it came from the cities along the waterways that feed into the gulf.
Though much of it is oil byproducts washed out from storm drains, a lot came from the “Beautiful” beaches and those “Valuable tourists” that are so afraid of getting a tar ball on their tootsies visited and left behind. They should come back and volunteer to help clean it if they really care!
I also propose instead of dredging sand that will destroy animal habitat we build berms of the garbage that came from those beaches in the first place. It may be ugly, to say the least, but it would do more for the fish and birds in the region that get trapped in it than any other thing I can think of, just cover it with a small portion of sand from the tourist beaches.
The wild life doesn’t want it and it’s only fare that the people that made it take it back and recycle it or something. They need to pay for every bit of the pollution just like “BP”, all of us who let that junk float out to sea should pay for it to be cleaned up!
If an honest look at what is in the ocean was taken “BP” would look like small potatoes or in this case oil byproduct pollution.
The old tale of Tortoise and Hare tells that falling asleep while doing a task is bad.
Jack the rabbit read it well, thought to himself, “the light this sheds is sad !”
No member of my global community is so lax, I’ll get that title back !
To that end he checked out the local Tortoise, Goggling on his computer for every fact.
He bought goggles and bomber cap from a site on the internet .
And while he was at it, found some sites and placed a few side bets.
The odds were good, in the turtles favor.
The money Jack knew he would soon savor !
Come race day the a crowd came out and the sun did shine.
The Tortoise was ready and Jackrabbit looked quite fine !
The race got started with a flurry and flash.
The rabbit was off like a shot but Tortoise got hung up in desert trash.
Jack was far out in front and in sight of the finish line .
But Coyote spied the race, thinking Tortoise and Hare would taste just fine.
Coyote joined in the race with turtle the first one he caught just rounding the bend.
Tortoise pulled up shy in his shell and, though Coyote knocked, would not let him come in.
So off Coyote sped to catch his other pray but Jack saw him coming and did not want to be Din Din.
As things often go the race was a bust and no body won.
Jack was diligent and did not sleep, so lived to have another son.
Tortoise, though he was slow, lived long and finally came out.
But Tortoise forgot what the race was about.
So when you hear another famous fable.
Just finish your spinach and clean up the crumbs before you leave the table.
So you may live long like Tortoise and Hare,
Though like Tortoise your mind may not be there.
And fast is good when you are fast as a bunny so you may outrun the danger.
Like Jackrabbit, you may have to change your course when chased by a stranger.
First … I think it is imperative we help the peoples of Haiti, no ifs ands or buts !!!
Secondly however … I think the people of Haiti need some major educational efforts along with a way to make a living and not from tourism !!!
Food is basic to stability in any society. When the populace eats enough that they have a little time to put forth extra efforts they usually come up with good Ideas to keep growing. If hunger keeps them on a constant search to fill bellies with no education on productive farming practices you get things like denuded hillsides, eroded ground, poor soil stability and ever poorer quality of land that eats away at itself in an ever spiraling downward cycle until the populace is always in flux and no political system can last, giving way to warlords and crime in general.
The earthquake in Haiti can be a positive thing if more than money is poured in just so people feel good about helping. It must be made to work for the common good of all these people as in ways to create potable water in a manner that is sustainable by relatively low levels of education. Agricultural practices that lead not to large commercial Agra-business but small plot farming. Micro investment so the populace can make extra money or even sustain a family and rebound even with natural disasters that seem to hit this part of the world .
Education more than just primary, though that seems to be badly needed as well, where the region can have native knowledge that will grow to help itself with forethought to that which is possible for building society and structures that will be safe. The populace needs to be put to work in the reconstruction efforts, not companies brought in from somewhere else, so cultural elements will be understood. At first this may need to be overseen by outside help (show them how to build , don’t build it for them) but only until educated native elements can be found or educated to take over and NO LONGER!
A government that is of the peoples choice, even if we do not like it, should be supported and worked with to stabilize it in a world culture as legitimately wanted and promote aid in ways that do not force political agendas but aim at the well being of common citizens. Care should be taken that the help does not end up in the pockets of a few elite .
We and they will be all the better for this kind of help and some day we may indeed be helped by them in return.
Lucky is as lucky does but no rabbit he !
Lucky sees future things that wishes do not fulfill and makes them happen just because …
He knows the rabbit was not so lucky that gave a foot so that you might be …
Hamster ways like hamster days are short stepped and burrowed with mini paws …
But believe or don’t, the magic carried in his Shillelagh, makes no difference to him …
Shillelagh or no, making things happen is Lucky’s way …
Fury lil ball-o-fat forever treading mill is not his whim …
For every time a C notes found forget the leprechaun, it’s Lucky’s day !
Few rewards are as fun as taking that first spin in you own car.
In my case it started out pretty quick to be “First series Chevy” trucks and through the years I have had seven that ran and this one will be my last I think.
Not because I wouldn’t want a thousand more but gas and the the roar of engines with a smell of burnt petroleum smokin from the tires is almost past to the status of legends.
Carburetors are tossed for EFI 350 V8 blocks or some such but give me that old stove bolt 6 that sounds like a well oiled sewing machine any day.
Gas that once was cheap even for a $0.75 an hour kid is hard to justify but I will until the dinosaurs give up the last drop I can afford just to feel the freedom of wind blowing through the cowl vent, windows down even in mid winter, the purr of early iron and finicky gauges bopping with the bumps and Mr. Butterfield’s ”East West” drifting with the breeze around my head from cheap speakers and a shared drink stashed between me and my girl.
There are few finer feelings than nowhere particular to go, all day to get there in no particular hurry.
Keep um rollin!
“I was there once” I said to myself and wondered who said that.
“I know there are deer just beyond those trees” I can smell them, it’s old hat.
I hear words like “no” and I know there is something I shouldn’t do but why, I do not know.
They smell delicious, I would share and the chase would be a wonderful thing so let’s go.
He is telling me something that sounds like I will regret it but I know I won’t.
There they are just a short sprint over easy ground but here it is again “Don’t!”
I like him even if he is a pill! Why he even roasts perfectly wondrous raw kill.
Oh now I’m going no matter what it is he’s trying to say.
Look at them all dancing with excitement, what wonderful prey!
I could run forever mile after mile but I’ll go back and let him see my happy smile.
Hey what’s this ? no “atta boy” or “good boy you” ?
I will never understand that attitude after such a wonderful chase, where they all almost flew!
OH I see … I didn’t catch one to bring back with me.
Next time I’ll not ask, just go and bring back a present then perhaps he’ll be much more pleasant.
Having fun is coloring outside the lines sometimes …
Having fun sometimes is no color at all …
And sometimes fun is really, really small
“Well I was wet, your side of the truck was dry,
I like dry,
that side didn’t have your name on it,
so I am a bad boy…
it’s Christmas … go tell Santa or get over it !
Sheesh Murph !!!”
He was young and idealistic but RANDOLPH
thought there would be no discrimination just
because he was a Black tail and not a Rein deer.
Unfortunately he had not counted on local
animosity of the more famous deer who worked there
and was found crossing the north pole border unlawfully.
It was said he must have lost his way or gone back home
and no further investigation was launched though many years later
rumors surfaced that he was spotted in Santa’s barbershop relaxing.
This could not be confirmed though because of the
security worries about lists compiled on humans stored there.
The tapes of all comments were lost some how by accidental erasure.
By Polar News Service …
I am innocent I tells ya, It’s society made me do it.
Why sure that was my hand in your pocket but you never said I couldn’t do it.
If I’d heard even one moan I would have stopped and shot again but through the gurgles I never heard a tone.
The clergy said it was ok not to tell the truth on a need to know basis so I told you my name was Ruth.
Why just one twitch and I’d have started praying instead of preying, Honest, I say this without a hitch.
Had I known you didn’t want me to pull that trigger in the first place you wouldn’t have shown me your wallet was so much bigger.
My mother played a part for never spanking me ya know and my father said nothing, he wasn’t there, he had to go.
My teachers were all handcuffed by my lawyers, I would have sued them so, there’s profit in nonprofit don’t you know.
They never stopped me for speeding enough times and that warped my mind to have so many chances to cross the lines.
Drunk and murderous they once called it but had no more room in the mental ward so let me go which means I am cured now don’t you know.
No one cared as long as I was not knocking at their door so it is ok to do it if I do it to the poor.
The priest he said it was OK, that I should never tell. He had to go to another place but not to fear, he’d teach them there as well.
I am sorry Mr. John Doe, I was always on your side but you had too many golf clubs and such a pretty bride.
I was looking through your wallet and found a child or two, why didn’t you wear that wedding ring, I could have had that too.
The Army tried to do me right, maybe best of all but society had already messed me up so they sent me down the hall.
My brothers were all coming back it seems but had no place to go, the economy already took their jobs, left them with their nightmare dreams.
They sent the bad guy money makers, most of them, to jail. I mixed in quite well though I got a stiffer sentence while they all got to sail.
The judges were all concerned, it was so sad but their hands were tied, had it been up to them I may have surely died.
But society has set the course on which they then must follow, with hopes of course in a supreme seat they may also wallow.
And what about your cutting police and pay so a budget minded civic leader could get another raise, for that you win my praise!
He wasn’t here to see or even near to help me hear your plea.
So for your last gasp Mr. councilman it should be to thank yourself if you will, it was society did it to you, it wasn’t me!
My dog’s name is Wyatt.
He’s never too loud and mostly quiet.
He romps and plays on sunny days and even stormy weather.
He likes to chase anything that scats, especially if they look like cats or has a pretty feather.
But he does not know birdy fluff from cattail stuff and most times ends up looking pretty funny!
I can’t help but to keep thinking of all the religious strife that covers this planet all in the name of the all mighty.
I wonder how anything in this little place can be of any more significance
to that which is everything.
If one proton of one atom in my body has a billion solar systems in it’s being and one place there less than a speck of sand has beings living on it and they are made up of the same thing as I or I am made up of it because the speck and the me are one thing, inseparable except by my casting it out but I am all things so when I cast it out there is no place but back in to me it must go to be mixed again in an ever-changing, roiling mass of energy as known by me but which is unknowable to the speck. The total is me yet the speck is me.
I do not want to kill myself, I only want to let the speck change to my benefit. My purpose is only to be and the only battle should be against that opposite, not to be.
Perhaps Shakey Spear had it more right than is given credit except to be or not to be is not the question, it is the answer.
Even if you are a speck of dust in the deepest, darkest reaches of space and time …
Even if no light shines form any knowable sun and all the points of light are so far away the universe looks like one dimly lit speck barely noticeable in a vast sea of blackness …
Even if the distance to anything like you is so far that time itself does not exist and seems void…You are not the forgotten edge of nothing …
But the leading edge of everything …
! …
I can’t wait to have this public! I want a tee shirt, a coffee mug…….