(Spiritual Poem) Thunder The Memories And The Light

THUNDER THE MEMORIES AND THE LIGHT

 

4:30 In the morning listening to the rain outside

Quiet massaging thunder rumbling to distill the night

Do we consider the thunder as the fury of God or His love

O’ listen to the somber drum roll fading off into the night

Thunder the voice of an Angel singing, or a warning of might

 

 

The flash of light it can and will change your life from that time

A near miss, a near that didn’t, you tend to remember the pain

Is it a wondrous thing that you got lit up and yet you survived

In the rumbles deep and low you wonder why you’re still alive

Did the Lord steer the light so we could see our own darkness inside

To The Scepter Above do we humbly and meekly bow even now

 

 

Is it guilt, shame or pride, do we hear the Devil laughing at us now

Our final tally sheet, did we end up doing more good than harm

Something as simple as choking on one’s own spit we can die

None knows if once again we will hear the thunder role then light

Thunder the last thing we hear tonight, or is it forever goodbye

The Middle-East, Syria, How Much Blood Per Acre Is The Land Worth?

The Middle-East, Syria, How Much Blood Per Acre Is The Land Worth?

 

Sometimes on our evening news we see scenes of places where wars are going on in the ‘Islamic world’. Whether the landscaping is from Libya, Syria, Iraq, or Afghanistan, folks these people are fighting over and losing their lives over what is nothing but rubble. Folks before George W. Bush ran us into Iraq so he could show his daddy ‘how it’s done’, these battle scenes we have been seeing on the evening news were the cities that are now rubble, some had hundreds of thousands, some millions of residents. In the places where buildings are still standing they are so mauled they will need to be torn down even if a total peace started right now. What I am getting at here is a financial question. Think about it for a moment, if Cities like Knoxville Tennessee, Lexington Kentucky, and Deadwood South Dakota were standing in total rubble what would be the cost of the rubble being hauled to a huge land dump/buried and then having the land scraped clean? Then of course there is the cost of reconstruction. Just in the cities that I just mentioned the cost would probably be several hundred billion dollars. What do you think the rebuild cost will be to remake a whole country like Syria from the ground up? If the Syrian President told ISIS that they could have the City (the ruins) of Aleppo, what would they have gained? They would have a lot of stone, a lot of rock, and a whole lot of dry baron dirt. No economy, no infrastructure, no housing, no people, total brain-drain, no food, no transportation system, what piece of dirt over there is worth anyone’s bloodshed? Should the world maybe realize that there is more behind these wars than just wanting the dirt? Could the real issue be the raw hatred of each other (Shiite – Sunni)? If this is the case (and it is) then it makes no sense for ‘the West’ to spill any of our blood over there because this is a fight that will only end when one has killed-off the other, no matter how much of our blood we give to each of them because they both hate our guts. Should the whole world pull a Donald Trump and maybe put a wall up around all of the Middle-East, deport all people whom believe in Islam and make them stay there and fight it out until only one or the other exist? Thing is the world would still have to keep the winner walled in because you know that the winners would unleash all their hate on you as soon as they get back into your country.

(Spiritual Poem) Thunder The Memories And The Light

THUNDER THE MEMORIES AND THE LIGHT

 

4:30 In the morning listening to the rain outside

Quiet massaging thunder rumbling to distill the night

Do we consider the thunder as the fury of God or His love

O’ listen to the somber drum roll fading off into the night

Thunder the voice of an Angel singing, or a warning of might

 

 

The flash of light it can and will change your life from that time

A near miss, a near that didn’t, you tend to remember the pain

Is it a wondrous thing that you got lit up and yet you survived

In the rumbles deep and low you wonder why you’re still alive

Did the Lord steer the light so we could see our own darkness inside

To The Scepter Above do we humbly and meekly bow even now

 

 

Is it guilt, shame or pride, do we hear the Devil laughing at us now

Our final tally sheet, did we end up doing more good than harm

Something as simple as choking on one’s own spit we can die

None knows if once again we will hear the thunder role then light

Thunder the last thing we hear tonight, or is it forever goodbye

(Philosophy/Poem) Ultimatum

Ultimatum

 

The world in which we live

Do we see the lies

Do we care enough too

Do we understand the ugliness of the reality

Of what the truth of our current situation is

 

No one can hide from the truth forever

We are filled with a world full of liars

The mask of ego’s hide the fangs

Our lack of knowledge is death

Stupidity will certainly kill us

 

Denial of the truth is ignorance

Ignorance doesn’t make truth go away

When we make folly of tonight or today

We are too blind and ignorant to see

It is with demons we dance and play

 

Because we choose to close our ears

We avert our eyes trying to avert reality

The real truths do not become lies

Eat and be merry we are told

Not realizing that tomorrow

That we and all we love will die

Political correctness is the venom of the Asp

If you speak not what is the hidden truths

Then no one’s freedom will ever last

O world, can you yet feel the chill of death

These last breaths of air of which we gasp

 

(Poem Of Reality) Too The Trees (A Soldiers Prayer Of Survival On The Battlefield)

TOO THE TREES

 

To the trees my Captain yells

Across this open field of green

Flowers blooming from spring rains

Will they be the last thing I smell or see

Are there Cross Hairs locked upon my brain

Will a gray pill be the last thing that I feel

 

 

All those trees, are those just branches looking at me

Or will this effort to reach them be the death of me

Leaving my bones to rot among the flowers in this field

Do I run as fast as I can with my breath held in prayer

Or do I play the coward using my brothers as a shield

Letting them taste first the fiery breath of Hell’s lead

 

 

If in the trees our enemy is waiting there for you and me to kill

When to the trees the Captain yells do we jump up and run like hell

Should we low crawl chins dug into the mud hoping were not shelled

Will we be a fool if we do stand up and charge toward the row of trees

Or will we die in this field of green if we raise our head above the weeds

Life is a war, every breath is a chance it will be the last one we breathe

 

 

To the trees like the charge ordered by General Robert E Lee

Like life itself no matter what we do, doubting itself is a gamble

Do we run in hope or do we cower in fear, do we die here, or there

This field to me so beautiful, there are worse places to be my grave

If we just cower here in the mud and never step out onto life’s field

We know we will never get out of this life alive, so what do we do

 

 

Hold your breath and pray, now step into this field of life or death

If in life we choose to never seek the thrills, then a cowards life we live

The fields of life we will not cross, nor the flowers will we ever smell

If we lived our life without the thrills, can we truly say we ever lived

To the trees child, to the trees, up off your ass and face your trees

The Middle-East, Syria, How Much Blood Per Acre Is The Land Worth?

The Middle-East, Syria, How Much Blood Per Acre Is The Land Worth?

 

Sometimes on our evening news we see scenes of places where wars are going on in the ‘Islamic world’. Whether the landscaping is from Libya, Syria, Iraq, or Afghanistan, folks these people are fighting over and losing their lives over what is nothing but rubble. Folks before George W. Bush ran us into Iraq so he could show his daddy ‘how it’s done’, these battle scenes we have been seeing on the evening news were the cities that are now rubble, some had hundreds of thousands, some millions of residents. In the places where buildings are still standing they are so mauled they will need to be torn down even if a total peace started right now. What I am getting at here is a financial question. Think about it for a moment, if Cities like Knoxville Tennessee, Lexington Kentucky, and Deadwood South Dakota were standing in total rubble what would be the cost of the rubble being hauled to a huge land dump/buried and then having the land scraped clean? Then of course there is the cost of reconstruction. Just in the cities that I just mentioned the cost would probably be several hundred billion dollars. What do you think the rebuild cost will be to remake a whole country like Syria from the ground up? If the Syrian President told ISIS that they could have the City (the ruins) of Aleppo, what would they have gained? They would have a lot of stone, a lot of rock, and a whole lot of dry baron dirt. No economy, no infrastructure, no housing, no people, total brain-drain, no food, no transportation system, what piece of dirt over there is worth anyone’s bloodshed? Should the world maybe realize that there is more behind these wars than just wanting the dirt? Could the real issue be the raw hatred of each other (Shiite – Sunni)? If this is the case (and it is) then it makes no sense for ‘the West’ to spill any of our blood over there because this is a fight that will only end when one has killed-off the other, no matter how much of our blood we give to each of them because they both hate our guts. Should the whole world pull a Donald Trump and maybe put a wall up around all of the Middle-East, deport all people whom believe in Islam and make them stay there and fight it out until only one or the other exist? Thing is the world would still have to keep the winner walled in because you know that the winners would unleash all their hate on you as soon as they get back into your country.

This Is How You Stop Returning Domestic Murderers

This Is How You Stop Returning Domestic Murderers

 

When or if the governments of the civilized world decide to protect their own citizens from demonic followers of Islam then they must have the guts and the will to do exactly what I am about to tell you. The world is at war right now and it is a war between good and evil and we humans are the casualties of it. When you and everyone you know and love are direct targets of pure evil then you will either fight to your death or it will absolutely be you and yours who will die instead. It does not matter if you do not believe in something or not, for this something to kill you. Even if you do not believe in such things as a God or the Devil and Demons those who do believe in and follow the teachings of evil will still kill you. But this is not going to be a sermon to you at all but I do know that the harsh events that I am going to speak about now must be followed if we/you wish to keep these mass murders out of our own communities.

 

I know that what I am going to lay out as a program of self-defense will not prevent every single act of violence by those who hate us but it will help keep many acts of terrorism off of our shores. This program goes for everyone on the planet who wishes to live in peace with freedom not just Americans and Europeans.

These things must be done immediately for our own protection and the protection of our families.

#1) When a person leaves our country and the security agencies track this person to an Islamic conflict zone the government of that person MUST immediately cancel that persons pass port/Visa so that they can not legally enter any country and their citizenship must be immediately canceled. With no Passport/Visa it will make it legally impossible for them to get a ticket on a plane or on a ship.

#2) All security agencies around the globe must be immediately notified about this person so that they can be arrested on sight.

#3) It must be public knowledge for these people to know and the free world must follow through with the policy of/if they are ever spotted in their former country that they will be shot on sight, no exceptions.

 

These people are coming back as trained murderers and they are here to kill you and everyone you have ever cared about. They do not give mercy and they must know that they will not be given any mercy if they ever step foot on our countries soil. Is this harsh, yes it is. It comes down to the question of if you wish to stay alive or not or if you wish to have any freedom or not. I always prefer no evil, no blood shed, no hate, no anger, but in the real world pacifists will die young and they will take the ones they love to their grave with them. I do not believe that any of these suggestions will ever come to pass because our governments (politicians) do not have the guts or the intelligence to help save their own citizens. There is a slight possibility that some of the countries in Europe (like France) might possibly implement these policies but not here in America, our so-called leaders are simply to weak.

We Watch Ourselves Die, Every Single Day

We Watch Ourselves Die, Every Single Day

 

We do don’t we, we watch ourselves die every day via some form of media, or worse, with our own eyes. We see constantly how there are so many people all around us who for many different reasons, are starving and who lack basic shelter from the elements. Not just one gender or race, we are all one, one against physical attacks against our women and our children. We condemn them, yet they continue.

The troubles we are seeing in Ferguson Mo and other communities is a wake up call to the main stream media of a deep seeded hate and mistrust of our own Law Enforcement Agencies . Yes is does appear obvious that it is possible race was in part an issue there, but that is only known for sure in the hearts of the two men who were doing the tango. I am not wise enough to assume to know their inner thoughts. I do know that I pray to God that it (race) did not. Race, being an issue with anyone who says they believe in Jesus is putting hot coals under their own feet. The real issue in these demonstrations is highlighting what it has become, new rules of engagement and more training seem to be needed by Police Departments and within the general public. Better re-pore with every Law Enforcement Department in the world and with the whole community they serve. Huge other factor, people badly need to quit breaking the law in the first place and when an Officer tells you to stop then stop, if they say put your hands up, just shut up and do it. I have lived many places in my days and I have witnessed towns and regions where the Police were the problem because they were/are because they are/were either dirty, violent, or both. I have lived in places as we do now where the Law Enforcement Officers I have met have all been raised as quality people. All Policing Departments around the world must be true friends of their communities of which they are part of or they risk the wrath of the population and of becoming nothing but a target because of their Badge.

 

Most everyone that I know lives either week to week, or at most could only last 4-6 weeks without any revenue coming in. Most small business are very fortunate to last 90 days waiting on their biggest customers to pay them. Life is hard, we all know that, obviously for some, life really drew them a bum deal from their beginning. By American standards I would have to put our physical wealth at a D. Nothing to brag about for sure, yet we are not hungry or cold. Now, switch your thoughts to the poor we see around us, homeless and hungry in our own townships. We do not care enough about others often enough (more meals than just on holidays) to see if we can help create a unit of family within our own local communities.

 

Last I heard the UN was cutting off food to Syrian Refuges because people who had promised to donate had not sent the money yet. They said that is about 1.2 million people are going to quit getting food. This is a humanity crisis! How do we as a human race allow the horrors all around us? Is that it, because it is all around us, we are inundated, saturated in blood? And because most all people have to work so hard every week or day just to have this food and this roof that we do forget about what is going on in the rest of the communities we live in. Each day our media shows us clips of the bad going on around the world, and we just wait and pray and hope that what we see on TV today won’t be our own town massacre tomorrow. The hungry revolt for basic human needs. If we do not care enough to care about our own Brothers/Sisters/Children who are our own blood and our own neighbors then how in the name of Who/What Deity we worship can we ourselves expect the condition of humanity to survive. Let us all do what we personally can toward trying to work as a community, try to help humanize all those we can that are around us each day. In doing so, we humanize ourselves.

(Philosophy/Poem) Ultimatum

Ultimatum

 

The world in which we live

Do we see the lies

Do we care enough too

Do we understand the ugliness of the reality

Of what the truth of our current situation is

 

No one can hide from the truth forever

We are filled with a world full of liars

The mask of ego’s hide the fangs

Our lack of knowledge is death

Stupidity will certainly kill us

 

Denial of the truth is ignorance

Ignorance doesn’t make truth go away

When we make folly of tonight or today

We are too blind and ignorant to see

It is with demons we dance and play

 

Because we choose to close our ears

We avert our eyes trying to avert reality

The real truths do not become lies

Eat and be merry we are told

Not realizing that tomorrow

That we and all we love will die

Political correctness is the venom of the Asp

If you speak not what is the hidden truths

Then no one’s freedom will ever last

O world, can you yet feel the chill of death

These last breaths of air of which we gasp

 

(Poem Of Reality) Too The Trees (A Soldiers Prayer Of Survival On The Battlefield)

TOO THE TREES

 

To the trees my Captain yells

Across this open field of green

Flowers blooming from spring rains

Will they be the last thing I smell or see

Are there Cross Hairs locked upon my brain

Will a gray pill be the last thing that I feel

 

 

All those trees, are those just branches looking at me

Or will this effort to reach them be the death of me

Leaving my bones to rot among the flowers in this field

Do I run as fast as I can with my breath held in prayer

Or do I play the coward using my brothers as a shield

Letting them taste first the fiery breath of Hell’s lead

 

 

If in the trees our enemy is waiting there for you and me to kill

When to the trees the Captain yells do we jump up and run like hell

Should we low crawl chins dug into the mud hoping were not shelled

Will we be a fool if we do stand up and charge toward the row of trees

Or will we die in this field of green if we raise our head above the weeds

Life is a war, every breath is a chance it will be the last one we breathe

 

 

To the trees like the charge ordered by General Robert E Lee

Like life itself no matter what we do, doubting itself is a gamble

Do we run in hope or do we cower in fear, do we die here, or there

This field to me so beautiful, there are worse places to be my grave

If we just cower here in the mud and never step out onto life’s field

We know we will never get out of this life alive, so what do we do

 

 

Hold your breath and pray, now step into this field of life or death

If in life we choose to never seek the thrills, then a cowards life we live

The fields of life we will not cross, nor the flowers will we ever smell

If we lived our life without the thrills, can we truly say we ever lived

To the trees child, to the trees, up off your ass and face your trees