Saturday, April 9, 2016

Dreamer's Path to Behind The Scenes of iPhone 6s Timer 
Tankas on the theme of dreams 
What does Cookie Monster dream about 


Was It A Dream (tanka) 

Searching through the sands
For what was left long ago
Or was it a dream
At the verge of endless sea
Those castles built to the stars



Dreamer’s Path (tanka) 

People would listened
As the dreamer weaved a path
Of wonders waiting
Just beyond the shores of chance
Where moments meet never was



Garden Of Moments (tanka) 

Garden of moments
Filled with fragrances of Joy
Made upon a dream
Calling young lovers return
Into its soft evermore


A tanka, or short poem, is a genre of classical Japanese poetry. A tanka consist of five line usually with the following beat pattern (based on syllables) of: 5-7-5-7-7. A tanka does not have to rhyme. 
One of the top tanka writers on Blogspot is Rika Inami. Hit this link and be taken to her blog. 

We all have dreams. But believe it or not there are some who never pursue them. What is a dream but a mere projection of us: our hopes, our wishes, our desires. I believe our dreams have no place being shut off in our sleep. We should, we can live our dreams. Easy for me to say who was paid to dream by an oil company and had a fraternity, with a lot of money, urging me and my dreams on. My personal dreams were generally pretty realistic: To take a beautiful girl places. Arlene was beautiful and I live in California. Oh sure there were other dreams accomplished. Arlene was a bit more fantasy driven. Her dreams were accomplished via various dress up role playing adventures at game conventions we'd frequent. It is hard to convince me, we all can't realize our dreams.
But Martin, I want to own a home and live in San Francisco, like you. Is this what we really want? Is this what we see when we close our eyes? Yes, owning a home in San Francisco is nice, but it wasn't Arlene's or my dream. It was Arlene's mother's dream. Okay, maybe it was good for us. The point is to live your dreams. And we can. Stay focused on the things you really want. Some dreams require work and maybe some sacrifice. But it is better to pursue our dreams , than to spend a lifetime wishing we did. 
Dreams are real. Don't limit them to our sleep. I believe, we can all live our dreams. All it takes is realizing that first dream to know the rest are possible. Live your dreams! Enjoy! 


To go with theme: The Shadows "Sleepwalk" 

Some dream of mansions others dream of cookies  


Oreos, probably America's favorite cookies, were first developed and produced by the National Biscuit Company (today known as Nabisco) in 1912 at its Chelsea, Manhattan factory in the current-day Chelsea Market complex. My favorite cookie is any peanut butter cookie. Cookie Monster likes any cookie. Speaking of Cookie Monster, he just recently finish stating in the very successful iPhone 6s commercial. No, we are not going to show the commercial. Instead we have the rare footage of what happened behind the scenes. 
Grab your favorite cookies and enjoy. "iPhone 6s - Timer - Behind The Scenes" 

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Pursue your dreams. 
You will be amazed about what you can achieve.
Lailah Gifty Akita

Friday, April 8, 2016

Music Of That Night to How to be a DJ 
There was something more in the music the lovers heard that night 
Make music more in your life by learning how to be a DJ or how to laugh 


Music Of That Night (Martin verse) 

Returning to the music of that night
When everything imagined seemed so right
The hopes and dreams of lovers holding tight
Where etched in schemes which stardust held in sight
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The band played on their timeless melody
As every heart could feel what love could be
A moment set for all of destiny
A wave of Joy across the moonlit sea
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Such magic ruled each single breath that night
When holding close was all that there could be
For worlds can wait to meet their destiny
For here there are more precious realms in sight
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But time and age had their own melody
Which rained down on a couple once so right
Loose shadows promised troubles holding tight
Which darkened sands along true lovers’ sea
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To meet the wind which tries and toys with sight
One memory replays to hold them tight
When everything imagined is not right
Returning to the music of that night 


Here is another Martin verse. Martin verse uses five stanzas of four lines each. Once eight words are selected, in the first two stanzas, they cannot be changed. The third and fourth stanzas mix the words of the first two stanzas. The fifth stanza uses the words of the first stanza, in reverse order. 
It's easy. Try it. Then let me know and I will direct people to its location. 

I'm sure I mentioned this before, when Arlene and I went to our first dance, she realized I couldn't dance. Dancing was very important to Arlene, so she spent years teaching me to dance (partner dancing). I had no idea how much dancing with my Arlene would bless my life. No, we were never championship dancers. But when things got tough, we danced. When age was taking us, we danced. In our 40's, Arlene and I danced the clock back to our 20's (at least in our minds). 
For Arlene and I it was dancing, that held that something. I learned that other couples had gardening, fishing, going out, traveling and a wonderland of other things for that something. Simple walks also worked for some. The most fascinating magic a couple shared, was a couple who crocheted to return to their something. 
What is that "something"? We could call it love. It is what makes a 40 year old couple 20 again. It is a safe realm, away from all problems. It is that space where only one dream matters. We know it when we touch it. Cling to it. Build it. Refresh it. Cherish it. That "something" special to us. So when everything is falling apart, we may enjoy. 


Take it away Johnny Mathis: Leonard Bernstein "Tonight" 

Remember records and record players -You could be a DJ 


The World's first DJ dance party was thrown by Jimmy Savile in 1943, who played jazz records for his guests. As a special "thank you" for stopping by at this edition, you too can be DJ. You too can be the life of any party. With the help of Matt Dennison and Jason Lucas, of IFHT, we have put together an easy to follow instruction video, so you too can be a DJ. Just send us your checks as soon as possible. 
Okay, you can keep your checks. Just watch the video. "How to be a DJ" 

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Everything that is made 
beautiful and fair and lovely is 
made for the eye of one who sees. 
Rumi

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Strangers’ Faces to Best Friends In Rom Coms Are Alcoholics 
From strangers comes the helping hand of a friend 
A friend needs a helping hand - and she gets it 


Strangers’ Faces (Shakespearean sonnet) 

I bumped into a stranger on the street
A man a voice on Sundays he’s a choir
And for the lonely elderly a treat
But here he’s just a face amid the mire
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I turned and into woman I then brushed
A shelter’s kitchen was her destiny
Where her sweet smile would warm those life had crushed
Were those the hands now reaching out toward me
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I struck a fellow as I neared the ground
He gives his time to aid our troubled youth
To help them turn tortured past around
But now he’s here to brace me from my truth
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Among the strangers’ faces in the crowd
Are neighbors making reasons to be proud


In this Shakespearean sonnet there are no tricks. I didn't want any distractions from the message. Here we have an individual who is accidentally bumped into by a stranger. As he falls to the ground tree individuals try to help him. Time seems to slow down as he gains an insight into the strangers' characters. 

I've been a volunteer since, I don't know when. I do remember Chevron got me heavily involved in The United Way of the Bay Area. Since then, I was involved in PTAs and coaching and various other here and theres, I really took off when I joined the Freemasons.
It was 1993 and I found out my Lodge was giving out free pencil boxes at schools!  I joined the Public Schools committee and convinced them to something more meaningful. I was guided to Mrs. Yee, an English teacher at Thomas Jefferson Middle School. She needed $7,000 for an experimental reading program: "Stepping Stones to Reading". The committee lobbied the voting members to have the Lodge vote Mrs. Yee the money. "Stepping Stones to Reading" was so successful San Francisco took over the cost and introduced it to the other middle schools in the city. The Lodge made several newspapers for its support of Mrs. Yee's vision. From there I took off. 
Now let's get back to the sonnet, As I took off, I found others who wanted to help. All around me were individuals who wanted to do something, but needed direction. Money isn't everything. $100 bills cannot spoon out food at a soup kitten. $1,000 bills cannot answer phones at a suicide prevention center. Sure, I would forward donations, but I needed hands, feet and ideas. I have a motto: "Working together we can do so much more." And all around me were volunteers who wanted to be part of the success. When it comes to charity no task is too small. And when one has so many who want to help, we can only accomplish greatness. 
As I got more and more involved into  my various charities, I would bump into strangers who were also involved in volunteer work, of one sort or another. All around us are hard working individuals, doing their part to make this a better world. Perhaps you are one. Perhaps you are not even aware how you are helping. Together we are well intentioned individuals doing our part to build a better place. A place that one day everyone can enjoy. 
And to everyone doing their part: Thank you 


You are not going to believe this video: Matisyahu "One Day" 

Feelin' pretty good about ourselves - How about a laugh 


Monastic orders such as the Cistercians and Benedictines preserved and innovated the art of wine making during the Middle Ages. What does wine have to do with helping people? Okay, I can hear minds churning. But back in this world, there is talk of an employee at College Humor. This employee is always there if someone needs a shoulder to cry on. 
There is only one problem. "Best Friends In Rom Coms Are All Alcoholics"

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And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; 
but the greatest of these is charity.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (King James version)

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Forsaken Pill to The Real Darwinism Debate 
A person debates is life worth living 
The council debates is Darwinism really real 


Forsaken Pill (Shakespearean sonnet) 

I see its shadow calling calling me
I sense the night is falling falling soon
My mind is spinning in this what might be
The end or the beginning of a tune
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Soft memories are playing playing still
Reflections are now swaying swaying so
Do I now swallow this forsaken pill
Into a world that I do not yet know
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I feel its hand now reaching reaching out
Its welcome sighs were breaching breaching tears
Before awaits a destiny of doubt
I fear the ending rending as it nears
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For I have chose to live another day
With heaven’s calling falling far away 


A Shakespearean sonnet with a touch of Word Wizardry. This sonnet uses an echo effect followed by a rhyming echo. Then we have something new introduced  in the crucial point of the sonnet (the third and "conflict" stanza). If we haven't noticed, the last rhyme within a rhyme combines the echoes of the first two lines. Why? 

Life can get pretty hard, pretty confusing, pretty painful, pretty merciless. I have walked the bitter path many times. Perhaps you have also passed though these rough and rugged roads. I pray it wasn't too harsh. And for the lucky few who have been spared the experience, let us all rejoice in their blessing. Many are those who didn't make it through the shadows. Many are they who could take one more step. It is not our place to cast judgments. It is up to us to try. 
In our tale we have an individual. An individual who is struggling. He is at the crossroad. He has a pill that will end his suffering. At the point when his pain has reached a pinnacle, he decides not to take the pill. Make no mistake, he has died. It is a different individual who is walking in his shoes. 
There are many. many good organizations to help those considering suicide. The challenge is those in the midst of suicide. I vaguely remember when I was going through rough times. Seeking help was the last thing on my mind. It was the caring of my family and friends that got me through. What they did for me, I did for others. And so should we all be. And so I trust, we all are. And in each other's hands we shall grow our light. A light that will guide us through the darkness. A light to a brighter world, that we all can enjoy. 


Found a great video on this theme: William Orbit's version of 
Samuel Barber "Adagio For Strings" 

Let's lighten things up and a little education - very little education 


We all know Charles Darwin is the father of evolutionary theory. But did you know he composed a pro/con list that would help him marry Emma Wedgwood? Shortly after he published his theory on evolution, the arguments started. Studio C has graciously put together a reenactment of what might have happened at that first Darwinism debate in a London court. (Some liberties were taken for the sake of laughter.) 
This is just a sketch for laughs. Any similarities to real life are purely coincidental. "The Real Darwinism Debate - Studio C" 


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Life is not a problem to be solved, 
but a reality to be experienced. 
Soren Kierkegaard

Monday, April 4, 2016

Our Journey to Slacklining, Fire and Ice 
A couple walks the tightrope of life  
An artist walks the slackline of fire and ice 


Our Journey (poem) 

We started off with stars within our eyes
So filled with promise greeting our sunrise
Each heartbeat held another sweet surprise
We dreamed about a love that never dies
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We paid no heed to clouds amid our skies
Or little things that happened to arise
They couldn’t fool true lovers with their guise
They couldn’t fool us two to part
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Our eyes too wise to spy through this disguise
Which spoke of ends to world we knew
And wondered when we’d realize
Before our eyes a love would soon be though
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But listen to the weeping of a heart
Which once beat the Joys meant for two
Languishing in bewildered sighs
Wandering through just what to do
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Into this morning of dew
I reach my hand out to you
Hoping you’ll do the same too
So we’ll learn to journey anew 


It is hard to define this poem's form. Here we have a tale of lovers. Things start falling apart. Things turn really bad. In the end the couple seem to have worked out, In the poem, in the second stanza, the last line doesn't rhyme with the rest, Oddly, in the "conflict' stanza (the fourth stanza) a new rhyme is forming. The poem ends with the new rhyme scheme. A bit more subtle. This poem doesn't have a consist meter (beats) until the end and even then, we have a disturbing 7 beats per line. 

Wouldn't it be great if we could stay in that wonderful part of our life? Life is not like that. It is constantly in motion. It is constantly changing. Now, let's throw two individuals into the mix. Love is a wonderful thing, But, I believe, it is part of of life. As such, it too changes. Back to the individuals/ They change too. Let's have the two individuals fall in love with each other, dealing with a changing life, a changing world. Into this stream of changes floats flowers and challenges.Is this  becoming a bit confusing? Or this plucking a familiar chord? 
How are two individuals, a couple, to deal, to face, to handle tomorrows? I believe in the power of communication, accepting, listening, learning, growing. I believe there is grand power in individuals working together. Throw in love and oh boy! We may not be able to keep a moment alive, except in memories, but we can live so much more. No matter what "they" tell us; Two hearts can beat as one. Everything may be changing, yet we can enrich ourselves in all that existence has to offer. Change will be our wonder as we enjoy. 


After we have been together for some time there's: Vince Gill ''Look At Us'' 

Looking for something new to experience 



Nikolas "Nik" Wallenda is an American acrobat, aerialist, daredevil, high wire artist, and author. Although the source of much controversy, is considered the greatest tightrope walker of all time. Then there's slacklining or the act of walking or balancing along a suspended length of flat webbing that is tensioned between two anchors. Slacklines differ from tightropes in the type of material used and the amount of tension applied during use. Devin Super Tramp has brought together some of the greatest sacklining artists to create one amazing video. 
The music is by Trevor DeMaere "Go Without Fear" feat. David Mirga "Slacklining, Fire & Ice - 4K" 

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There is nothing permanent 
except change. 
Heraclitus

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Once More From The Top to Magic LEGO Powers 
There is magic in all of us 
We may not be able to turn everything into LEGO like this guy 


Once More From The Top (round

Our place to start it all is here
Next time we’ll try to not forget
Come back if thing become unclear
Enjoy the rest the start is near
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Make music that you won’t regret
Of every beat of every heart
Ring out in rhythm with each set
Each measure treasures our vignette
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For everyone some unique part
Resounding at their best for all
Once tuned together profound art
Mark well where all this had its start
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They’re waiting now for their stage call
Help them if their own name may drop
Each part means something this recall
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There’s time to take a restful stop
Or if a song begins to veer
Please take it once more from the top


Another round or poem without an end or a beginning. Follow the rhymes to understand a little about a round. In this particular round, a positive message is being delivered. The message starts off slow and intensifies. As the message becomes overwhelming the stanzas begin to break down. The four line stanzas become three lines. Then comes the main message of the poem and we are sent back to the beginning of the poem. 

We may not all be financially rich, a president or a leader of people. We may not be destined for history books or have our names recorded anywhere. I believe everyone, every individual is important. Consider this: Dan picked a carrot. A truck driver took that carrot to market. A grocery clerk put that carrot on display. A buyer picked that carrot for a chef, who prepared that carrot  into a delicious meal. That meal was eaten by a president, who manged the rest of his affairs with a good feeling. Oh sure, anyone could have picked that carrot. But Dan did. The president could feel good for any number of reasons. But who is to say that carrot wasn't one of them? The point is interconnections. 
Remember running laps as punishment in athletics? I was part of a movement who saw the confusing message of this practice. A negative message should not be associated with kids involved in physical activities. Sure, this change of thinking could have happened without me. But I did help. Who is to argue, how important we are to our families? 
The point is; we are all important. If we get tired, overwhelmed, discouraged or anything else, with the part we contributed to the "all"; Take a rest. Don't be afraid of starting over. And most important, Enjoy. 


How about a song to go with thys theme: Ross Lynch "Take It From The Top" 

We have all heard of the Midas touch - Well... 


The main interlocking LEGO building block has not changed since 1958. The story of King Midas has, though, . Remember King Midas? He is popularly remembered in Greek mythology for his ability to turn everything he touched into gold (literally). Corridor Digital has come up with latest version of the Midas tale. A man who could turn everything he touches into LEGO. 
I know what we're thinking. LEGO is hardly gold. Well watch the video. "Magic LEGO Powers!" 


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Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. 
The most certain way to succeed is 
always to try just one more time. 
Thomas A. Edison