What Is Love Anyway

 

Love, what a little word, not very long at all

Yet with such broad outstretched arms

Wonderful how wide, inclusive those arms can be

Love, it’s different for Aunt’s, Uncles, Mom and Dad

Narrow are the love lines, can you love a person you can’t trust

Tender, deeper than for our spouse and our children, not possible

Is love really any different when considered by the caste you are in

O  the quiet in the Heavens after the Shout ordered by the Father Above

Now Brothers, this is the time that all of the Human Race will find out!

High Winds

 

Not tired so I decided to stay up a while tonight

Not for any particular special reason, just decided too

About one A.M. I start to hear the high winds roll

Down the Pass straight to our home they blow

The house creaks and cracks to say it’s hello

 

Wife sound a sleep at the backend of the house

Winds always bother her, she has lived in tornado ally

Ms. sleepy got tired so I ushered her to bed about midnight

A big blow picked up her car with here and her baby once

It sat them back down on the highway, still unhurt and alive

 

Sweet dreams to my Lady, sleeping quietly tonight

Wrapper up with her kitty all snuggled in tight

After five A.M. now, it think the big winds have died

Big winds can be so soothing, or bring a chill to your bones

Sleep well my Lady, the high winds meant nothing tonight

 

 

Why I Choose To Operate A Diversified Website

 

I know that there are a lot of folks who choose to stay very narrow in the material they publish on their websites and I do totally understand that line of thought. There are many people who are by their nature very narrow-minded in the way they choose to live their lives, some would say they are very ‘focused’ and I do not doubt their sincerity, our lives after all is a personal thing. Some people are wildly diversified in their beliefs yet choose to be very narrow in the material they will post in their blog, that is understandable to me also. There are a lot of people who when they get onto the internet in search of material to read they want to go to sites that totally and only agree with their personal points of view. This is understandable to me if a person is looking for a certain venue like muscle cars, farm equipment or clothing fashions. There are some folks who run websites who know their targeted market and the people who visit their site so the author’s stay on that narrow path so that they don’t lose readership, in my opinion that is a safe way to operate your site. Yet there are subject matters in this world we live in that are diversified by their very nature.

 

I know that there is an old cliché about never mixing religion and politics into a conversation unless you are wishing to start a war, or to get everyone to leave your party. Yet these are two genre’s that affect our lives whether we wish them to or not. So, this is why I add them into the things I write about and that I reblog for other writers. I try to be a bit eclectic on purpose hoping that I can get people to think outside their norm. I want my readers to search out this website each day for the purpose of liking some things and getting upset about other things they find on this site each day. I do not agree with everything I reblog from other writers, some I very much do not agree with. Yet I do this to broaden my own area of knowledge and hopefully broaden the knowledge of some of my readers.

 

Before I went to college I did not write anything at all except maybe an occasional letter to a family member. While in school I was forced into taking a class called Creative Writing, one that I am positive many of you folks also had to labor through. I found that I actually liked writing during the time I was in those classes though. I survived by writing a lot of poems that a lot of people seemed to like and I was pleased to be able to pass the course. As many of my readers know I still post one of my poems once in a while just to break a routine from serious articles. In the political arena I am a registered Independent voter who is sick of both the Republican and the Democratic parties yet on this site I post articles that are for and against both of these parties as well as other parties and groups of people like Nazi believers, Communists believers and even Socialists believers. Do I do this because I wish to start a war? No, not at all, what I am trying to do is to help start a conversation between these different ideologies. You know, sometimes this conversation I am trying to facilitate is even one that is between one’s own ears.

 

Another genre that a person will find on this site is about religion, or should I say religions. Personally I am a fundamentalist Christian that does not agree totally with any of the world’s main denominations doctrines. There are many ‘Christian’ religions and many people through the past two thousand years have died fighting against other ‘Christians.’ In my personal opinion this violence toward each other is anti-Christian. Then as you know, there are many other ‘religions’ here on this planet that have nothing to do with Jesus (Yeshua) or God the Father Jehovah (Yahweh). There are billions of people who believe in Gods that are not found in any version of the Bible such as Buddhist, Hindu and Islam to name just a few. Yet you may ask why I will forward writings from other bloggers on to this site that are not fundamentalist or even Christian at all and this is a fair question. If you have ever read my homepage article you know that I was brought up in the ‘Church of Christ’ as a kid and as a teenager. I was taught that only people who were members of the Church of Christ would go to Heaven and that everyone else on Earth would go to Hell. Yet there were many questions I had that the Elders would not or could not answer so I started digging into other religions, Christian and otherwise. The Church taught that we were correct and every other religion was wrong yet I was expected to go around the neighborhood knocking on people’s doors telling them that their version of Christian worship was wrong without knowing what they were wrong about. How does one do that? Yet the Elders told me it was evil to be reading materials about religion that wasn’t from the Church of Christ. My opinion then was as it is now, how do you tell someone they are wrong if you don’t even know what they teach?

 

These are the reasons why I post a different type of articles and opinions on this website, to get people to think, to read, to question, to understand. Do I believe in everything I post up each day? Of course not. In editing this site I have learned so very much from what other writers have written. I have learned many things about other cultures, religions, jobs, economies, militaries, and about other countries, some of which I did not even know existed. Friends this is why I do what I do on this site. No one is paying me anything at all to write what I do or to reblog what I choose to reblog, I have never earned one penny from this site and I do not ever expect to. I write and read these articles to educate myself and hopefully to help broaden the understanding and knowledge of others. I do have things that I will not put over onto this site that other WordPress bloggers who read me write about though. I do not put anything I consider to be pornographic nor do I put over articles with filthy language onto this site. That is just a personal choice, just as I hope it is your personal choice to stop in each day to see what range of genre I have posted for you to consider. Until we can meet again, Shalom my friends, may God bless you and your loved ones always.

Within My Gaze

 

I see my picture

Upon T-Shirts, paintings and plates

Displayed proudly upon your walls

You think me to be cuddly

Domesticated easily like your lap dog hounds

Only to the giant bear

Have I ever backed down

You come to my home

To sleep, laugh, and play

When was the last time

You ever saw me walking down your streets

More ignorant than the lamb I had this morning

My belly is grumbling as the dark sets in

Do you now think I am so cute and cuddly

As I back you down,

Your eyes glued, within my gaze

Yours truly, the alpha WOLF!

Three Minutes Till The End

 

Three minutes, it’s not a lot of time

But, if you were in deed all we have left

Three minutes, what should we choose to do with thee

Not much time to think or act

In three minutes will be the end of all life

Friends, what would we do, will we whine and cry

Do we think carnal, grab the first skirt for a quickie try

Like blood in an hourglass the seconds are ticking by

Do we smoke one last joint so we can go out with a high

Do we wonder how it is going to feel to die

How many seconds did we spend in self-pity

Do we hit the floor with our knees and cry to on High

Should we spend our precious time pleading for more

Or, maybe flip open our phone for calls and texts

O Lord if so please teach our fingers how to fly

Who do we choose for that one last phone call

Whom is it that we choose to  drop that one dime

How quick a note to tell them all that they were loved

Would we take that very last moment to spend with our Lord

For all their lives, and our own, to thank Him for

One last chance  to ask Him for all our Souls to save

Every second that passes, we are that much closer to the grave

The Beginning Of Sorrows

 

For those who seek God in all they do

Fear not when you are brought before the judges

When you are beaten and jailed, fear not

Speak what God’s Spirit gives you to speak

These words shall be a testimony against them

Your words will give Spiritual freedom to you

Brother shall for sport, kill their own brothers

Fathers filled with rage shall kill their own kids

You Child, be wise , seek Jesus in all that you do

Fear not even though you will be hated above all people

The Lord fulfilled The Law, now His rest He is taking

Do not live like a fool, await His return through love and faith

Stand fast, live your life with your heart and Soul ruled by love

Before the final Tribulation, horrors we shall all see

Upon the Temple Mount, the Devil will plant His feet

Upon Earth’s skies, no light shall be seen, Evil’s Reign Begins

The Lord will shorten the days or upon the Earth, no Saints to be seen

God’s Holy City, Jerusalem, not one stone shall remain upon another

These Child are the beginning of the Human Race’s greatest sorrows

Now, question your own mind, are these Beginnings what we see now

Young Soldier

Young Soldier

When we were young did we not all play

Pretending to be generals and sergeants

In our backyards or barns filled with hay

President Mom calling a truce,

To fill our bellies with hot biscuits and ham

No foul, no harm, no spills I guess

When young, is not time and the world

Our personal sandbox full of new thrills

17 who can now say that I am not a man

Jungles and deserts I now low crawl

With M-16 with 203 in my hand

I hold my breath and tweak my sight

With one finger the trigger I quietly squeeze

One less breath, one less man

As the earth inhales their blood

To me one more notch, one more trophy

As his last breath leaves with the wind

Is there blood on your conscience

For the blood on your hands

Not knowing your temple

Is the target

17 your life is over

Before it began

In The Beginning

 

How is it that you know nothing

How is it that you see nothing

How is it that you do not understand

O’ man, how is it that you’re deaf to my words

You send machines to the planets

But you do not understand

That it is My hand, and My love,

That you are, and that you have,

A place on which to stand

Lend me your ears now Son

Daughter, now open your eyes

I will show you now once again plainly

Some things which you have missed

Through ignorance, and worldly deceit

My truth to you has been disguised,

Cloaked, by He whom I cast out, with burning eyes

In the beginning, as it is written

There were two creations

The Gentiles first, In My eyes

A couple absent links

Above the Monkeys, dogs, and swine

You populated the land, as you were told to do

I watched sometimes in amusement

But most times in horror

At all the scenes before my eyes unfolded

Through the years your tribes did blend

Through time you looked more like Us

Than the places in which you began

I planted My Garden between Urmia and Nod

There I breathed life into the First Earthly Man of God

From his side a mate, to share these pleasures

The rivers flowed peacefully for this Royal Blood Line We gave them

Red Eyes slithered into My Garden We had given to them

Deceived the woman, then she her man

Their eyes now open to their sins, then I did clothe them

I cast My children out into the world of the Heathen

Two beginnings, Two Peoples

Open your eyes so you can see it

Blood of My Lamb spilled

For your Soul to redeem it

Soon I will come to see you

But, will you wish to see Me?

If you’re as blind to the end

As you are to your beginning

After the Trumpet sounds,

Your plea’s, will not be worth one of your pennies!

Queen Piggy

 

Queen Piggy was a pretty little girl

We inherited her when cancer

Took her mommy from this earthly world

She was a mere six months old

When she came prancing and dancing

Into our family’s little fold

She was so cute you just had to hold and love her

For wherever she was, she always stole the show

Everyone who cast their eyes upon her

Would soon lose their heart to this hairy little girl

For 18 years she ruled our home

To her, every hand was a friend

For everyone always wanted to

Pet her or hold her,

Even with her snarly little grin

You see, Queen Piggy was a Piganeese

With smashed snout, hairy little toes

And her toothy little smile

Everyone that she met was now

Her newest best friend

We loved this little girl

As to our home, light she did bring

But now it’s the angels turn

To smile with Queen Piggy

Tucked up underneath their wings

Here on earth we will always miss her

For all the smiles she did bring

But who am I to complain of missing her

For last night in my dreams

I saw Piggy fast asleep being petted by our Savior

There upon His knee

Tangled And Twisted: The Belvidere Illinois F-4 Tornado

 

Tangled And Twisted

April 21st, 1967 a day that to me

In my mind, will always live in infamy

This is the day an F-4 tornado

Touched down in our hometown

Killing and injuring so many

Putting a dark spot on the history of our town

Was about four on Friday afternoon

Down the business twenty corridor it came

Striking the Chrysler Plant about shift change

The Pacemaker grocery store

Highland Hospital and the neighborhoods

But the high school with children filled buses

Buses lined up, the tornado’s wrath did vent

Many a white cross where children

Now lay in rest white stones at heads

It’s not just cars and houses

That such storms tangle and twist

The empty desks within the class

Forever a reminder of our friends

And children that we so deeply miss