Archive for September, 2013

“Along The Way”

September 16, 2013

Tears on my pillow, pain in my heart over you,oooo. You only hurt the ones you love, the ones you shouldn’t hurt at all. And if I broke your heart last night, it was because I loved you most of all. In the twisting, winding roads along the way you meet the most incredible persons on the road back to heaven. Each person is unique in their own special time and place and should be treated with respect. As you are treated the same way with love. To be able to forgive only then you find love and to be loved in return. Happiness is real if only shared: if not it becomes shallow. A small debt becomes a huge problem with monumental legal fees and persons are litterly driven out of their homes with no questions asked. It happens more and more behind the scenes not till the damage is done. Certain people through absolutely no fault of their own have you choose between rent and medicine, between heat for their homes and medicine, then between medicine and food. These people have done all the right things in life and for some reason would never cheat anyone out of anything and yet these same people are subjected to undue worry over something that could be fixed and isn’t. This is due to the ultimate greed of others. These people have lived in the same homes that they did when they were born. Lived on the same street, knew their neighbors all their life. This is tragic beyond words yet in the social media it is only slightly mentioned if only mentioned at all. This doesn’t make the raven headlines, simply because others don’t give a care.

“Never Ever”

September 10, 2013

With the second blistering day in September feels like an oven outdoors. Earlier walking back from the office of Country Meadows apts., there wasn’t any air or breeze whatsoever. I felt slightly lightheaded. It wasn’t the two cookies and the three small cups of cold water either. So in order to combat and catch myself, I walked back a few steps and felt the breeze. Then I again walk toward home. I was fine and am fine. It reminded me of Fla., regardless of where in Fla. it is. My body just can’t take the heat. Came home and drank two cups of cold water from the fridge. Never Ever have I had a grandmother. All children should have one and even two. When I came to Ala., there is a sweet, cheerful woman who lives across the street and still does: from the apt., I was living at the time. She is Scot- Irish and has a huge family who is spread throughout the South. She doesn’t have a southern drawl in the least. She has lived in the same house all her life. She has beautiful azaleas near her garden in the back of the house. We chatted about all topics imaginable. She has tons of grandchildren and great-children and a few great-great grandchildren. So one more wouldn’t matter. Her diet consisted of southern cooking. Said that was the worse type. She has all kinds of health issues. Everything and anything is wrong with her. Name it and she has it. To this day we phone each other to chat. She has always had the best frame of mind. With her health slowly declining she plans to go to live with her daughter who has a large home that is equipped for her needs. On the 21st of this month she will go for the visit for two weeks to make a final decision. Two of her sons will take part in selling the house instead of renting it. Although most of the neighborhood is rental property. She says she is reluctant to part with the house however se sera sera. I lived in Ala., for seven years and to this day we are still friends.

“Yellowbird”

September 8, 2013

Yellowbird high in banana tree. Yellowbird as far as the eye can see. Swerving,sweeping,swiverling,swooping,swirling into the cloudless depth of the sky, just recalling. When all is said and done, to come back to me. Seeing well plotted with a slight touch of intrigue movies, playing internet solitare,checkers, backgammon,blogging, having meaningful conversations, occasional debates to make it interesting. As the present generation comes up in age: a thought goes to past generations in family histories. Must try your utmost to deter history repeating itself. Going through the alphabet and saying to yourself the name of the states. Learn the definition of a new word each day, just for your own benefit. Learn the capitals of each state and say them to yourself. Dream up songs to your liking that rhyme. Have a sense of being rhetorical. Improve your spelling. If you like music, rhapsodize if you want.Try to enjoy different types of music and inoorporate the arrangements to sound differently for a wider audience. Learn another language or have some knowledge of a handful of words, phrases you could say in place of your own words. Just for fun. Try to make these things a game and not a chore.

“Analogy”

September 2, 2013

The gentle breezes as several puffy clouds dance through the horison as a beautiful shade of light blue shines bright awakening the ninth month. As a preparation of thoughts to this, was thinking of my son, Ian and family in Jordan and my grand daughter’s comments to the events in Syria, as she was waiting, anxious, praying. The analogy of certain people to others is this subject. The Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan is a most peaceful country. The death of King Hussein ruled forty six years. His son Abdullah11( a very common arabic name)now rules. He and his beautiful American wife met Pope Francis at the Vatican and a memorable photo was snapped of the three. These two men came together in harmony to converse intelligently and come to an understanding in hope of resolving issues which plagued the universe. Later on this year Pope Francis is scheduled to make Pope John XXIII a saint in the Roman Catholic Church. Pope Francis replaced Cardinal Tarcisio Bartone who was appointed by the former Pope Benedict. Cardinal Bartone had been widely critised for a good many years for the ” Vatileaks” scandals. The documents including corruption and infighting in the Vatican. The secretary of state heads the Roman curia, the central administration of the Catholic Church and the pope’s advisor. The new Sec. of State is Archbishop Pietro Parolin. The Clintons and The Johnsons have an analogy as well. These families are among other things are most corrupt. The former Sec. of State was offered and accepted gifts amounting to $500,000,000 from the King Abdullah of Saudi Arabia. The gifts were jewelry of many types. Could that have be a bribe and accepted as such. The President’s wife have accepted gifts from the same king over the years. The President’s daughters too, have accepted gifts as well. This was along with an most expensive piece of furniture to grace the White House. Been deleting more friends on facebook, deleting many articles, hiding photos from the timeline, playing games, solitare, checkers, backgammon online with world players to gain some eye hand coordination. Getting better. My only direction has to be forward.