Saturday, October 1, 2016

Follow The Moments to Choco Banana Ice Cream 
Lover follow life's best to find the other 
Simply follow these not so simple instructions to a delicious ice cream 

Follow The Moments (English sonnet) 

Follow the moments floating mid the past
Follow the feelings born in heaven’s air
Follow the pathway dreams about to flare
Follow the kisses yearnings which were cast
Recall the precious start of our affair
We made a promise ever was made to last
Who knew back then the weight of life amassed
The troubled winds which we would have to bear
The bitter storms which tore our world apart
Would throw our tears on shores our goodbye
To taste the empty promises we share
Follow the music whispered to your heart
Follow the hope still written in the sky
And you will find me waiting waiting there 

The winds of life call these lovers to the other's waiting arms in this English sonnet. This sonnet begins with an ostinato (Follow the). Then we get a little insight. The problems appear as the sonnet switches to triplets. The ostinato return to end the problems and to reveal their meaning. 

Life was pretty wonderful, in those disco days. Arlene and I were young "know it alls" in those days.  We were better than average dancers. The admiration we received on the dance floor boosted our egos to pursue other ventures. I, for instance, went into photography and music writing and production. Arlene was a little bolder. As a petite, 5 foot 5 inch women, she tried out for the police force. These were just of a few of our dreams we pursued. Strange that we didn't consider becoming championship dancers, with as much dancing and practicing we put in. Arlene was also amazing with the needle and thread. She didn't pursue that either. We were wild and crazy kids. Along with the cheers of our fans: For me, when things didn't turn out right, there was my ego. For Arlene, when things went sour, there was me.  From the time we met, when bad things happened to Arlene, they were never that bad, because she knew I was there. How do I know this? She told me, often. 

And you. Who do you inspire? Who turns to you for hope, for motivation, for direction, for comfort? No one that I know of, comes the answer. Well be surprised. Be very surprised. We all have eyes on us, all of the time. Most of these eyes are involved in generalization, as our eyes often are when we are out in public. But then comes our family and friends. Then comes a different world. Different eyes. Who do you inspire then? Let me guess. We never stopped to think about it. How is their life different because of us? These people have family and friends whose lives they effect. Get the picture? Who was inspired by us then? And on and on. How important we are. How special we are. What would this world be like without you? And while we're thinking about it, let us Enjoy. 

And while we're thinking about it: Foreigner "Waiting For A Girl Like You" 

I scream. You scream  We all scream for... 

Some speculate that the discovery of ice cream dates to A.D 54–68 where Roman Emperor Nero is said to have sent his slaves into the mountains to fetch snow to mix with nectar, fruit pulp, and honey. If that isn't weird enough, here's Gregg, of You Such t Cooking, to teach us how to make Choco Banana ice cream. Not only that, but he is going to teach us with a rap song. 
Try at your own risk. "Choco Banana Ice Cream Rap - You Suck at Cooking (episode 48)" 

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Every day, the people I meet inspire me... 
every day, they make me proud... 
every day they remind me how blessed 
we are to live in the greatest nation on earth. 
Michelle Obama


Thursday, September 29, 2016

The Promised Isle to SpaceX Interplanetary Transport 
Lovers reach their paradise 
Mankind prepares for interplanetary travel 

The Promised Isle (Shakespearean sonnet) 

We made it to the island we were drawn
This place so long ago we dreamed we’d be
Here is the hope we built a life upon
Just open up your eyes and gaze with me
From here the sea we traveled looks so calm
Bold storms enhancing shadows far away
While here soft breezes offer heaven’s balm
So rest my love there’s time enough to play
For all around such wonders to explore
And time it has no purposes to keep
And cares became the things of fabled yore
All this and more when you wake from your sleep
Dream on my love we made our promised isle
And as you dream I’ll be there in a while 

Something more is hidden in this Shakespearean sonnet. This is a sonnet about a couple who arrived at their goal. There is one thing missing that should lead us to something hidden in this sonnet. Clue: Most of my sonnets have conflict stanzas. This one does't seem to have one. Or does it?

For me, life is a wonder. My childhood was pretty messed up. Then I met Arlene and everything seemed worth it. Arlene and I went through many phases and weathered many storms. We survived it all, together. We did some pretty remarkable things on the way. We were never financially rich. Life granted us just enough money to get by. We were blessed with two outstanding children, Peter and Robin. By the time we reached our 40's Arlene and I had lived a full, rich and remarkable life. Then we were made young again. Life's situation required us to turn back time and be that 25ish year old couple again. Life got even better. We learned to live beyond money. Arlene ad I were so popular that others would often pay our way. People were constantly trying to treat us for something we had done. On August 11, 2003 Arlene died. She lived such a full life that for three days people came to her viewing. There wasn't enough room at her evening vigil or the funeral mass the next day. The Masons, a men's organization, held a reception in Arlene's honor. Arlene had reached the promised isle. 

I still say, life is a wonder. The love of my life has died. But for five days an endless flow of people, of faces would help these tear swept eyes see how full our life had been. Most people comment how short life is, how quickly time passes. I don't feel like this. For me, time goes by real slow. I have lived and enjoyed many lifetimes with Arlene. Now I am living yet another life with Amor. Is our life too short? Is time too short? I wish that I could share my secret. If there is a secret at all. All I can say is: Live life to the fullest. Fill life with the things that make you happy, things that are important to you. Life is a wonder. Your wonder. Claim it. Live it. And Enjoy. 

What do you think, Kenny: Kenny G "The Moon Represent my Heart" 

Is our luggage packed 

Mars is the fourth planet from the sun and last of the terrestrial planets. A little less know fact is that over 100,000 people have applied for a one-way trip to colonize Mars in 2022. Space Exploration Technologies Corporation, better known as SpaceX, is one of the companies planning on taking them there. SpaceX, is an American aerospace manufacturer and space transport services company headquartered in Hawthorne, California. It was founded in 2002 by former PayPal entrepreneur and Tesla Motors CEO Elon Musk. 
How do they plan on doing this? A video is wort 1,000 words. "SpaceX Interplanetary Transport System" 

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so you have an obligation to live life 
as well as you can, be as engaged as you can. 
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Wednesday, September 28, 2016

The Kiss to Apple Pay Prank 
Much more than a kiss 
Much more than an apple 

The Kiss (poem)

Imagine streams
Of golden dreams
Much more there it seems
A promise that gleams
Imagine eyes
Rich with surprise
Much more than mere dreams
This land fraught with sighs
Add on a heart
Racing in streams
Through lands of surprise
Where love has its start
Finally kiss
Paradise gleams
Reality sighs
While love claims their heart
And so it seems
It had its start
A dream of a kiss
Deep within her eyes 

A lover follows a feeling to discover a kiss in this poem. What's going on here? This starts out as a "boring old" poem. Then one word doesn't rhymes with the rest. One word becomes two words that don't rhyme, util none of the words rhyme. But if we examine the whole poem, we realize that all the words rhyme in time. All the last words, except for "kiss". Why? 

As everyone should know, I'm a sucker for a kiss. As such, I have been blessed to experience kisses in their many, many varieties. Let me share one with you. It happened at Amor's engagement party at Westlake Joe's. I got a private room and invited all of Amor's friends. At the end of the meal, I presented her the ring and asked Amor to marry me. She said yes, but was very disappointed with the ring. Instead of a diamond, it is crowned with a ruby. I told her that it represented my heart. All of Amor's friends wanted see the ring. She could hear in their voices and see in their faces how much her friends admired the ring. As each friend sang the ring's praise, the ring got better and better. When the ring finally came back to me, I placed the beautiful and unique gem on Amor's finger. It was then that it happened. It was there in her eyes. A kiss. 

Such is the status quo of life. A famous person once asked, "What is truth?" I told my nephew that this was great time to be a history teacher, because history was changing. Companies spend tons of money to get us to believe in their product. Governments are constantly trying to control the people. Then there are family and friends, customs, religion, beliefs and on and on. What is truth? Small wonder a person can't see the beauty in a ring until her friends open her eyes. And who will open our eyes? Do we really need to see the big picture or just our part of it? Interesting question, Interesting challenge. I believe that it all starts here. It is our life. Be aware. Take the reigns and Enjoy. 

How about some music to kiss by: Julio Iglesias "La Paloma Blanca" 

If you like apples you may love apples after this 

The world’s largest apple peel was created by Kathy Wafler Madison on October 16, 1976, in Rochester, N.Y. It was 172 feet 4 inches long. If we find this amazing we're gonna love magician Rahat Hossain, of Magic of Rahat. He uses an apple to pay bills. 
The biggest magic is the reactions Rahat draws from others. "APPLE PAY PRANK!!" 

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The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, 
but its echo lasts a great deal longer. Oliver 
Wendell Holmes, Sr.

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

The Little Gift to Pen-Pineapple-Apple-Pen 
A stranger spreads a gift of memories 
A stranger spreads a gift of complete nonsense 

The Little Gift (Italian sonnet) 

Each day would find him strumming in the smiles
Of people as they stumbled each their way
Retuning confidence to meet life’s trials
Was just a little gift he gave away
His face seemed somehow hidden by his songs
Which knew a welcome path to every heart
And in each person’s memory belongs
This place a little gift will have its start
A stranger came into the neighborhood
He heard a different ringing to the tune
Deceived by shallow reasons that he should
He took his little gift to meet its ruin
A new day came but he’s no longer there
Yet people still wear smiles upon their face
He’s gone but not a person is aware
Somehow a little gift now takes his place

People receive a gift for a price in this Italian sonnet. Most sonnet writers, now a days, use the Shakespearean style of sonnet writing. Even the practitioners of the modern sonnet use the Shakespearean outline (three stanzas followed by a couplet). If one follows me, they will notice that use various forms of sonnets. One of these is the Italian sonnet. It uses four quatrains  and no couplet. I find it is great for story telling. 

The streets of San Francisco is full of wonders. One of these was a singer, guitar player, who took up stage in front of  a burrito joint in the business section of Market Street. He just showed up one day. He was amazing and played a wide variety of music. The street that the stranger chose was wide, so that the crowds he attracted never blocked pedestrian traffic. For the burrito joint, he was good for business. Now, here's the story. Not only was the stranger amazingly talented, in me his songs evoked memories. As I looked around, his songs seemed be having the same effect on others. When he first appeared there were whispers: "He's so good. What is he doing here?" "Maybe he's homeless." "Maybe he's on drugs." There where many more whispers. Most of which where negative, as grand as his music was. For days and week this continued. Some of us even got there early anticipating his arrival. Eventually the negative whispers all but stopped. Shortly thereafter the stranger stopped showing up. No one knew what happened to him. Many smiles where born those days. Many of  those of us who remember those days occasionally pass each other and share a smile. 

A lot can be read into this story. I'm sure everything can be explained away. But let us dreamers dream. Here are some facts, about the story where reality touch dreams, Good music can awaken memories. People who are experiencing a common positive moment, like music awakening a memory, tend to smile at each other. Most of us tend to smile when we pass a familiar face, even if we don't really know them. But it is only a smile. Once again, reality touches dreams. A smile can be the beginning of many great things. A smile can brighten someone's day. Never, never, never cut short the power of a smile. That power is ours. Enjoy. 

Here's to the memory of the guitar: Bread "Guitar Man" 

Are we ready for the new apple pen 

"Gangnam Style"  is the 18th K-pop single by the South Korean musician Psy. The song was released on July 15, 2012. It became the first YouTube video to reach one billion views.The song's music video has now been viewed over 2.65 billion times. A few days ago Pico Taro hit the scee on Facebook. Pico Taro is a Japanese comedian, singer, songwriter. His latest hit "Pen-Pineapple-Apple-Pen" was released on August 25,2016. A day ago it went wild on Facebook, receiving over 2 million views. 
Good luck Pico Taro. "Pen-Pineapple-Apple-Pen/PIKO-TARO" 

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Let my soul smile through my heart 
and my heart smile through my eyes, 
that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts. 
Paramahansa Yogananda

Monday, September 26, 2016

The Forgotten Garden to Mon Daycare 
A father who took unusual care of his wife and children 
A daycare that takes care of unusual children 

The Forgotten Garden (English sonnet) 

His garden held such beauty all could see
His wife brought glory to the morning’s glow
His children danced with ladies where they’d grow
As flowers filled the air from every tree
A scene the man would never come to know
Of wife caressing daisies happily
And children playing daisies for her glee
Outside those windows lost so long ago
Perhaps a breeze recalls the reason why
The man found purpose peering through a shade
They all recall he didn’t even try
To see the world he made begin to fade
And as they sadly cry they’re taken by
Cascades of darkness where his eyes now wade 

A story of a man's life is questioned in this English sonnet. Only 14 lines of 10 syllables each to tell a man's tale.The two quatrains paint an overall picture. The couplets address one facet of the picture; in this case a man. The ending is somewhat confusing in regard to a truth I've seen.

I met Jake in junior high school. He was the son of the band instructor. To me, Jake was a nice guy. To Jake, I was a guy who went against his mother to be his friend. Jake was Jewish and my mother hated "Jews". Jake's grades were just good enough to get into Lowell,  one of California's top schools. Studies at Lowell were very challenging for Jake, but he made time for me. I lost touch wit Jake when he went away to college. Five years later, guess whose back? He brought with him a beautiful wife. He landed a job at Charles Schwab brokerage house. He was very busy, but he still made time for his old friend. Jake was very successful at Charles Schwab. He was making tons of money and was moving up at the price of the hours he put in. On his sixth wedding anniversary, he bought a large home with land in Sausalito. He asked his wife to stop working and focus on raising a family, They would have two fine young men. Jake had an office at his home overlooking a portion of is property where his family would play (without him). Jake is a multi-millionaire, at the price of being with his family. What a price. What a sacrifice! One evening I had a chance to ask Jake about it all. He simply said, with a smile, "I did this all for them."

There we have it. Was it all worth it? Becoming a millionaire at the cost of not being with our family? I can hear all of the Nos. But at least one person thought so. We have all heard the saying, "Money won't buy everything." Taken literally, that's true. But there are two young men who won't have to sacrifice. A father they rarely saw has opened doors for them. Was it all worth it? This is a personal thing. What one may do, another may not. We are all different. To make matters more complicated. What we may not do now, we may do at another time. With all of this: What is important to us? What is important to you, now? And as we travel on this journey of discovery Enjoy.

What about a tune for all this thinking: Quantic "Time Is The Enemy" 

Looking for a daycare 

According to Childcare Aware of America, the cost of child care for two children in a center-based care facility was the largest family expense per year in every region except for the West (where household costs were slightly more). Averaged across the four regions, such care runs just over $18,000 a year. That is, if our child is normal. What if our child has super powers? For this we will have to turn to Freddie Wong, of RocketJump. 
Oh oh, looks like Freddie's daycare as a competitor. "Mon daycare"

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but not in his heart. 
Jonathan Swift

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Slumber to Le Alien 
Lovers captured by a slumber 
An alien from France is captured 

Slumber (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Was it a dream which slumber took away
When lovers’ laughter captured for all time
And tender gazes had much more to say
Each secret kiss held meaning so sublime
Was it mere dream which slumber brushed aside
That paradise of wonder which we shared
When we bared whispers hidden deep inside
And everything we hoped for was found there
What slumber turns a day to endless night
Encumbers hearts so they can’t sing along
We lumber under shadows of delight
And number how much longer we’ll stay strong
Was it our dream which slumber filled with doubt
Wake up wake up it’s time that we find out 

Realities are challenged in this one Shakespearean sonnet. There is a lot going on in this sonnet. We have the references to a dream which disappears in the third stanza and reappear in the rhyming couplet. There is the conflict between dream and slumber. There is the wordplay in the third stanza. Most of all, there are the number of ways this sonnet can be taken. 

When I put this sonnet together I tried to put two ideas into one sonnet. One idea was: Most people have dreams and a wonderful life that expresses those dreams. Arlene ad I lived beyond the dreams we had during our sleep. So when we say, "Wake up, wake up" we are referring to waking up from slumber to enjoy another day. During these happy times, we wondered about those bad times of before. How could two dream lover have drifted so far off the path? So here we have a sonnet (the same one) about two people who loved each other very much, then slumbering in a nightmare. The nightmare was what was eating at that relationship, between two young lovers, at that small Richmond district apartment. So when we say, "Wake up, wake up" we are referring to waking up from the slumber of a dismal period. I creating a sonnet that can be both light or heavy. I noticed that the sonnet wakes up so much more. 

Many can relate to this poem, in one way or another. If you are one of those whose life is better than any dream, then may it never end. Such is life. We go along one day after another and then we look around and wonder where we are at. How did we get here? Do we like it? This is not limited to love. I wish I was qualified to share how and why this happens and a possible solution. Even more challenging, it as come to my attention that even trained professionals (doctors) have varied views to cure the same malady. In the end, all we have is us. Could it be that here is our beginning? Wake up. Wake up. Listen. watch and observe And as we return to our peace, Enjoy. 

And now for something completely different: Youn Sun Nah "Empty Dream" 

Wouldn't it be funny if aliens landed from another planet that spoke perfect Spanish 

Perhaps the first UFO sighting happened in 1450 B.C., when Egyptians recorded seeing brilliant circles of light in the sky. Thomas 'TomSka' Ridgewell captures himself a U.F.O. (Unidentified French Organism). He calls his friend Antoine Daniel for help. If we find ourselves overrun by aliens we best refer to this video. Why? Because it's funny. 
This video carries the following warning. CONTENT WARNING: Gunfire, creepy black eyes, light bondage. "Le Alien" 

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Live life to the fullest, 
and focus on the positive. 
Matt Cameron