Sunday, May 28, 2017

Grand Lovers to James's New Girlfriend 
These grand lovers were a bit different 
Jame's new girlfriend is a bit different 

Grand Lovers (Shakespearean sonnet) 

If never two were meant to be as one
Defying reason strangely making sense
The stars set omens there before the sun
Proceed young lovers at your own expense
Each day brought opportunity to stray
A chance to cut in deeper to our wound
Poor reasoning to once again betray
This boiling pot of passion oft retuned
Yet in the friction of this human mess
Igniting hope that others crave apply
Imagining such passion without stress
The hidden show would only make them cry.
There never were two lovers such as we
For them the story ended happily

Two lovers, a dream was formed out of the confusion of this Shakespearean sonnet. If this "love" sonnet seems to be a bit quirky then perfect. The reader should feel somewhat confused at the onset of this sonnet. As the tale continues some sense starts or seems to take shape. Then comes the rhyming couplet. The "we" becomes "them". The "never" introduced at the beginning of the sonnet forms a different connotation. 

We didn't know it way back then or we simply were unaware (didn't care). Arlene and I were quite different from each other. But two madly in love teenagers could hardly see that they were incompatible. Me not being able to dance and the importance of dancing to Arlene should have been a clue. I'm sure that there were many other things, but they weren't as important as being together. One would think that when we moved in together, Arlene and my differences would become more evident. Our first apartment was a "palace in the sky". It was on Twin Peaks overlooking San Francisco. A lovers' dream. It was magic. Arlene would take us to astrologers and fortune tellers, who all warned us we were incompatible. We just laughed it all off. Then Arlene's father died. We moved close to Arlene's mom, to take care of her. It was then reality hit us. We were very different from each other. When did we change so much or was it that we didn't truly see? The food we liked, the music, the clothes.the way we behaved, everything. Fights (shouting) were not uncommon. Silence was our best friend. It got worse. We were dangling on our wedding vow. Then we made our escape from that apartment. The disco era came along. Arlene and I decided to build, to try and build on our differences rather than letting them tear us apart. The dances, the parties, the lifestyle made this experiment a little easier. Arlene and I were different, to the point of incompatibility, yet there was power in this. We saw and took in the world so differently that together it gave us an amazingly broad view point. Not only that but it kept Arlene always fresh to me. Our differences became our strength.

Let's consider relationships and remember I am not a therapist. People are different. Besides the many studies, what brings couples together is a mystery. The laws of attraction are the matters of two individuals' hearts. It could be looks, behavior, memories, moments or any number and combination of things. To make matters more complicated, there is change. Everything changes. We change. Relationships change, hopefully for the positive. It is important, in a relationship to allow, to expect the other person to grow. Hopefully we can be a source of that growth. It is important to take the time we have together to make moments; Grand and wonderful moments. There may come a time when these moments will be our strength. Relationships encompass that someone special or family and friends (and there is more), all reasons to Enjoy.

Back to the land of lovers: Hugo Montenegro "Amor de Mañana" 

Talk about the laws of attraction 

Evolutionary biologists say that it’s better to be average looking, as average features advertise better reproductive health and more diverse set of genes. James Corden, of "The Late Late Show with James Corden", take exception to this. James has a new girlfriend. 
James introduces Emma at a dinner party hosted by Billy Crudup and Kristen Schaal. "James's New Girlfriend Is the 'Alien' Xenomorph w/ Billy Crudup & Kristen Schaal" 

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What good is the warmth of summer, 
without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. 
John Steinbeck

Friday, May 26, 2017

The Glow to Master Ken Debunks the Candle Punch 
Lovers stroll toward the light 
Martial art master extinguishes the lights 

The Glow (English sonnet) 

There amid the shadows veiled in light
Another hope another dream to sow
Another chance to let a feeling go
And if we feel some pain it’s still alright
There amid these shadows rests a glow
Some flicker lost to meet its lonely night
Some chance to hold another moment tight
And if it hurts a tear will let us know
Let’s sing about the Joys which fill our day
And rainbows which have lost the need for rain
And brighter dreams have lost the need to roam
Let’s sing away the doubt which made us stray
For we have brighter reasons to explain
I love you dear so let me take you home 

Amid the shadows lovers still find reasons to sing in this English sonnet.  As in most English sonnets, this one is divided into two parts. The first part talks about a shadow the lovers find themselves in. The second half discusses the hope to overcome the shadow. It is a subtle nuance: The hope triads start with the conjunction "Let's" (let us). Indicating the partnership. 

Here we were, Arlene and I. The saddest part of our life. Most parents may relate. Our son was off to college, in Montana. Robin was busy with her schoolwork, her friends and trying to earn some extra cash. Our family was breaking up. Gone were those trips to the zoo, the parks, the bike rides together. The dining room table was so quiet and empty. It was over. Gone were those unbelievable disco days. "The Crew" of friends Arlene and I used to dazzle with. The concerts, the dances, the parties, the life style... It was over. The "palace in the sky", Our apartment overlooking San Francisco. Two young lovers living a dream. It's all over. But we did it. We did it all. And now this. I'm sure we could have done better. But we were pretty good parents. And there was the proof. All in all it was a pretty spectacular life. The proof is there was one more wonder filled chapter to be written. 

Life is what it is. Beautiful. Painful. Full of wonder. A flower unfolding its splendor for us. So much there, it is impossible to take it all in. And here we are. A vital part of the grand scheme of things. Every step we take, everything we take in, every idea we let out, changes everything forever. There it all is before us; For us. Then one day our eyesight isn't what it used to be. Our favorite ice cream parlor is closing. Our children have grown up. Our friends are dying. It's all gone. Sounds so sad. But then come the waves; The wonder of life; The changes we made; The memories. Alive. We are still alive. There is yet one more chapter to be written. Our past becomes our strength, beckoning us on. What is passed is a celebration. We did it. We lived it. See the sun rising to another day just for us? How important it is that we Enjoy.

Isn't that right Sade: Sade "Nothing Can Come Between Us" 

What can martial arts Master Ken add to this 

Karate means "empty hand". Karate developed from the indigenous martial arts of Ryukyu Islands (called te in Okinawan) under the influence of Chinese martial arts, particularly Fijian White Crane. Here to divulge one of the many secrets of martial arts is Master Ken of Ameri-Do-Te and creator of EnterTheDojoShow. 
So let's enter the dojo and learn how to put out the lights. "Master Ken Debunks the Candle Punch" 

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Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Star Of Heaven to Save The Starfish 
A lover is lost in a star 
Something is lost in starfish 

Star Of Heaven (Martin verse) 

Oh star of heaven pure delight
Make one more dream come true tonight
A moment by your blesséd light
A wonder to make all things right
A world impassioned by your glow
Such Joy is felt within your flow
One final wish a heart would know
A memory might you bestow
What splendor would dance with delight
Imagined blossoms endless flow
In paradise which few may know
A wonder only you make right
If ever hope should lose your glow
Forever’s sorrows start tonight
And there is no more use for light
What else could emptiness bestow
My wonder of everything right
The reason that I feel so light
Will you grant me your gift tonight
Oh star of heaven pure delight

A lover is once again lost in his star in this Martin verse. A Martin verse uses two rhymes of eight words. The first rhyme of four words is introduced. Then the second rhyme of the last four words is introduced. In the next two stanzas the two sets of rhymes and eight words are mixed up. In the final stanza the first four words reappear, but in reverse order.

Ah Fortuna. In the year 2000, I had just completed an exhausting year as Master of my Lodge. The dream of a former Master, Ernie Blueher, was now complete. The Lodge was thriving. I had a lot to do with it. I and my partner, Arlene. Another of our grand successes was the public schools. In 2000 I turned over the reigns of the pubic schools to another who was highly interested and motivated. He did so well he was honored by the San Francisco Unified School District. To show his appreciation he lent Arlene and me his Eel River lodge at an outrageously low rate.

So it was, Arlene and I found ourselves on the shore of the Eel River, surrounded by California Redwood. Nearby was the small town of Fortuna, where Arlene and I got our supplies. Also in Fortuna was a bar with a dance area. The lodge had a wonderful view of the heavens: the sky, the forest, the river and Arlene. It was a dream. In town we had dancing, an important part of what brought us here. We had the river and those majestic trees. We were timeless children of wonder, taken in beauty and marvel. At night Arlene and I had the the stars, unhindered by city light. Joyous reminders of all that passed to bring us here.  And with a kiss we were there.

Every now and again we deserve a break. Not just a vacation or some time away from work (although these can be helpful and pleasant). These breaks cam last a week or longer or be as short as a warm cup of one's favorite brew. Some time to catch our breath, to remember who we are and what we are doing. Some time for ourselves. Some time because we deserve it. (This rarely means sleeping, watching TV, video games and things like that.) A moment, or two, where everything is left aside. These moments can be different for each individual and can change from time to time. Sometimes these moments call to us. Go with it. We become better, refreshed, able to handle more. Know that we are special. We are wonders. We deserve to Enjoy.

Here to guide us along: Groove Lovers "Mediterranean Star" 

Now for a star of a different kind 

Starfish have no brain and no blood. They use filtered sea water to pump nutrients through their nervous system. There are many reasons these beautiful creatures are washed up on shore. The most common reason is a storm. There they will most likely die. But not if Jeremy Warner, of Studio C, has his way.
Jeremy believe saving just one starfish's life cab change the world. "Save The Starfish"

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William Shakespeare

Monday, May 22, 2017

A Common Melody to The Most Generous Boy In The World 
Something special calls to people 
Something special rings out from a young boy 

A Common Melody (round) 

A melody upon the sea
A silent voice that called to me
What did it bode it would not say
But from its spell I could not flee
That no one heard caused some dismay
Perhaps this fate was meant this way
That only I could feel the sound
While other people felt their day
So to the ocean I was bound
My thoughts were spinning so profound
What secret was awaiting there
What symphony makes my heart pound
Sweet music seemed to fill the air
And to all else I’m unaware
Till I then kissed the promised shore
To find what fortune had to share
But then the music was no more
Just faces wond’ring what it’s for
What set us drifting to this place
What special need did sea restore
And there it was upon each face
A special smile a special grace
That shared this common memory
That somehow vanished but this trace 

Something calls to a man and brings him together with others in this round. In this round the third the third line sets up the rhyme for the next stanza. The third line of the last stanza leads back to the first stanza. Thus we have a poem with no beginning or end. It is not intended that this round means this one man endlessly is called to the sea. It means that others are endlessly being called. 

I have been involved in charities and volunteer work for a long time. It is a good feeling to help others and/or work for the community. My life was extremely blessed. Serving others was a good way to give back for my many blessings. Most all, it gave me the opportunity to see the good side of people. When I was a coach or working for the PTA, it was mostly parents trying to do their parts for their children. With the Masons, my charity and volunteer work got more ambitious. My biggest two was the public schools and Toys For Tots. Both of these projects were assigned to me. I did a sterling job with both of these projects. The real fact is: I achieved on the shoulders of people who wanted to help. It is amazing, how many people want to help, but for some reason don't. It is even more amazing to see how many people how many people are serving their fellow man, their Mother Earth. I and others like me have been gifted to find doorways for those who want to help. So, one by one thousands are added to our ranks. The ranks of those who are serving: cleaning our beaches, planting trees, helping our teachers, building homes, feeding the hungry, searching for the lost and much, much, much more. All around us are people free serving, I have seen them. I was a part of them. maybe you are too.

One of the first rules of First Aid is: make sure that we are okay first. The rational (simply put): how can we help if we too are injured? or Why make two when only one needs rescuing? Of course there is the main  rational of getting us to think before we rush off. Then consider what made us humans so successful. Why we are still around. So, we are pretty much okay. We are relatively satisfied. I believe we should help others up. I believe we should help to make our world a better place. The proof that I may be right is that good feeling, we all experience. Then there is that something, we experience, looking in someone's eyes,,who is serving by our side, knowing we are answering the same call. Something has brought us together. I believe that it is our calling to give back for the satisfaction, successes life has granted us. Life is wonderful. We are wonderful. Live, love, serve and Enjoy.

Listen and we may hear a voice: Diane Arkenstone "Voice Of The Sea" 

Goodness is all around 

Paul Allen, cofounder of Microsoft, now serves as the chairman of Vulcan, his private-investment company. As chairman of the Paul G. Allen Family Foundation, he's given millions to global-health causes, including $5 million to Seattle BioMed, $4 million to Global FinPrint, a conservation project focused on the preservation of sharks worldwide, and $7 million in grants to Alzheimer's research. Paul Allen is just one example of some of the most generous people in the world. As Meir Kay points out, it doesn't take a millionaire to perform major acts of generosity. 
Here an example of generosity (and more). "The Most Generous Boy In The World!" 

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Leo Tolstoy


Saturday, May 20, 2017

Flowers' Revenge to Flicker 
Flowers seek out their revenge on lover
Man seeks out his revenge for office joke 

Flowers’ Revenge (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Was lost in all the beauty which love grants
Sweet scent of fragrant flowers filled the air
Was taken by much more they had to share
I swear they whispered of your underpants
I let it pass as if it wasn’t there
For at this moment I was in love’s throws
When again the flowers caught my nose
And aired the color of your underwear
Twas then your curiosity arose
I guess confusion is not hard to see
I aired what flowers shared so trustingly
I hear the flowers share your under clothes
So struck I landed somewhere near a tree
Where a bouquet of flowers laughed at me 

The question: if flowers could talk is discovered in this Shakespearean sonnet. For those of us a little confused: A guy is out walking with his girlfriend in a field of flowers. The flowers started whispering to the guy things he shouldn't know. This is an example that sonnets don't have to be serious. 

I am not easily embarrassed. My self confidence is very high. Oh sure,  I have suffered my share of embarrassing moments, but I am such an egotist and showman it made it easy to laugh them off. My single most embarrassing moment happened a long, long time ago. I was remarkable in sports. Remarkable in that: I was the best bench warmer. I did make the college fencing team. It took me two years or serious practice and a lot of serious welts and scars. I was a saber-man. Those blades travel very fast. So fast that even with all the padding the skin might burst on contact. My instructor, Maestro Marke, taught us a woman's kiss could heal all wounds, take away all pains. Arlene did a lot of healing. After two years, I made the team. You should have seen me. I was quite good looking and I knew it. I was really into myself. The day of the first competition was upon me. My fans showed up in droves (don't forget, I was also on stage. performing). And there, taking center stage, was Martin's girlfriend, Arlene. And there I was, looking fine as I could be. I took my position. I saluted everyone with my sword and put on my mask. The referee told us to fence. My opponent charged. Then it happened. As I retreated, I tripped on my own feet. Not only that. I took to the air. I landed on my tail bone. It hurt pretty bad. I was rushed to the hospital. I was in a lot of pain, but otherwise alright. My fall must have been really something, because when I went back to school I could see people snickering at me. When I went to fencing class, Maestro Marke took one look at me and started to laugh uncontrollably. He had to retire to his office, where the whole class could hear the echoes of his laughter. It took several weeks for then to return somewhat to a semblance of normalcy. If there ever was such a thing with me.

We should all enjoy a level off self confidence. I'm not saying we all have to address a crowd of complete strangers or mindlessly climb a cliff or things like that. We should appreciate that we are unique. We are special. There isn't, there never was, there never will be another us. Think about that: An almost infinite number of lives and only one me. That is pretty special in itself. Add to this our talents and skills and all that we may add to the world. The special gets better. I doubt that as time passes we don't touch someone or something and don't leave it changed. Surely we all pursue a star or two. The special gets even better.  And that special is us.  And that "even better" is just the beginning. (I know these things because have seen it and worked with it over and over.) Knowing this, how can we not be confident in ourselves? Be assured of and in ourselves? Knowing this, how can we not stretch out our hand? Knowing this, how can we not Enjoy?

A love song: Sevginin Kokusu "The Scent Of Love" 

When is a joke too long 

What is the longest joke in the world? It is a musical by Jason Kleinberg ("The World’s Longest Joke In The World"). It is the story of one man’s journey to improve his bad sense of humor; mainly so that he could be less annoying to his friends and loved ones. On the other side of the spectrum we have Keegan-Michael Key and Jordan Peele.
They have a joke that might make Guinness. "Key & Peele - Flicker"

If you enjoyed this video press this link to Key & Peele - White Zombies

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Flowers always make people better, happier, 
and more helpful; they are sunshine, food 
and medicine for the soul. 
Luther Burbank


Thursday, May 18, 2017

Love Will Lead Us to Illegal Move 
Lovers try to put a meaning to love 
Lovers discover there are no rules to love 

Love Will Lead Us (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Low strangers yet we feel this long lost thrill
Of seeing someone from forgotten past
Viewed with eyes that somehow love you still
Eternity has brought us back at last
Will we refill a glass so richly blessed
In time who sets the stage to love once more
Like lips whose kisses others so impressed
Left lights so love will lead us to our shore
Lest lies deny and doubters may refuse
Enduring dreams like ours a place to shine
As if their hearts were blinded by the clues
Dew dropped in darkness do forever pine
Use this a kiss two candles’ burning glow
So where our love will lead us we will go 

A lover tries to define love in this Shakespearean sonnet. Not only is this a Shakespearean sonnet. It is an acrostic Shakespearean sonnet. Even more. Follow the rhymes of lines one and three. They rhyme with the first word of the next stanza (thrill, still to Will). The last words of the rhyming couplet rhyme with the first word of the sonnet. Thus we have a round.  An acrostic Shakespearean sonnet that is a round. Three forms of poetry in one. All this to describe love. Imagine that.

When it came to a romantic evening, I liked to plan every detail and then as the evening stated let everything go into free fall. There was a big project at work. After working excessive hours for almost three weeks. I planned a big evening with Arlene. We would go out to dinner, then see a play on Broadway (Geary Street). then a grand dessert at the Deli (a nearby restaurant that specialized in desserts) and to finish the evening off some romantic dancing. I made reservations for dinner. Arlene purchased the tickets for the play. The night had arrived. The lovers were off. Dinner was spectacular. So spectacular Arlene started kissing me. She, in a seductive voice, suggested we skip the theater and dessert and go straight to dancing. What is man to do when a rare beauty's kisses are singing to him? I forgot everything and off we went. After an unbelievable time on the dance floor we headed home to finish the evening. When I say, I forgot everything. I also meant the car. At the dance we drank so much we took a taxi home and left the car behind. The next day I went to get it. The car wasn't where Arlene said that I had left it. I searched and search. When I got home, there was the car. Inside the house was Arlene and a friend, laughing it up. It seems Arlene had made a detailed plan of her own. Was I angry?  What is man to do when a rare beauty's kisses are singing to him?

Life is full of surprises. whether it is two lovers playing with each other or a beautiful humming bird visiting our yard. Wonder and surprise is everywhere. All around us us. Every drop of water. Every cloud in the sky. Every I love you. Science and scientists may rationalize it all into neat pockets. But there is more. There is more when we are walking. More than the scenery, More than the smiles on people's faces. More than a touch, a feeling. It is unique to every individual. Special just for us. Don't believe me? Think that I am talking about something out there? Look at an infant's eyes as he or she takes in their world. Remember back to the last time we were amazed. The Grand Canyon! Then there is the second time. And all the times after that. It is still the same canyon. We must keep ourselves open to see. To see; To take in the surprises of life and Enjoy.

How about a dance: George Gershwin "Love is here to stay" 

Chess anyone 

In chess there are 400 different possible positions after one move each. There are 72,084 different possible positions after two moves each. There are over 9 million different possible positions after three moves each. There are over 318 billion different possible positions after four moves each. The number of distinct 40-move games in chess is far greater than the number of electrons in the observable universe. The number of electrons is approximately 10^79, while the number of unique chess games is 10^120. What does all this have to do with love, one may ask. Sana Srinivasan and Kyle Lopez are about to give us an answer. 
Does love defy logic? "CGI Animated Short Film HD: "Illegal Move Short Film" by Sana Srinivasan & Kyle Lopez: 

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because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.
Rabindranath Tagore

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

The Day Denise Went Away to A Normal Day 
Some days are quite unexpliainable 
Some days are quite normal - depending on who we talk to 

The Day Denise Went Away (repeating poem) 

We pledged our love ever we’d stay
Two youths in a garden at play
The world for us was far astray
And joy was the reason for day
I never thought someone would say
The day that Denise went away
Back then it was her and there’s me
And seasons were reasons to be
From problems it seemed we were free
There was so much we didn’t see
The seeds which we’d carelessly lay
The day that Denise went away
We’d dance in the clouds of our sky
While world of our friends passed us by
To waves they gave came no reply
We didn’t know how flowers die
Or changes which wrought a decay
The day that Denise went away
As time would pass we too would slow
Within a world which didn’t grow
And through each day which lingered so
Was this the girl I use to know
I wondered when to my dismay
The day that Denise went away
A nightmare of a dream come true
Too late I pondered what to do
And as my eyes there filled with dew
I wondered if she shared my view
We never dreamed we’d end this way
The day that Denise went away

What seeds were planted that lover could not see their end coming in this repeating poem? What makes this a repeating poem is that on line is the same. In this case the last line. It is unsure what went wrong, but the seed was planted at the beginning of the poem. This was represented by the first stanza rhyming with the repeating line. From the first stanza, the echo of doom (the repeating line) was in the couple's face. More subtly, if we noticed, there is something not right about the rhythm of some of then lines.

Arlene and I got married quite young. I was 23 and she was 22. In our time, at least among our friends. this was the norm. The problems started happening a few years later. Divorce rates were on the rise. This included our friends. The ones that should have never gotten married, in the first place, were easy to accept when divorce hit.  The couples who had to get away from each other. for one reason or another, were harder to accept. How could two people who once loved each other so much end this way? Then there were a few who didn't know exactly why, but being married just wasn't for them and there. It had little to do with how they felt about each other.  There we were: Arlene and I. How were we we going to serve? We could cuddle and kiss a little more. We could work on, enjoy and take in our relationship. We could accept reality. We had eyes to see. What will be will be. Live for this moment, now.

Life is funny. I am old now. There is so much I cannot do anymore. Tomorrow holds the promise of one more thing I cannot do anymore.  Arlene passed on way too early. There is so much I miss. Miss, because I did them and did most things well. Maybe if I didn't do so much, I wouldn't have so much to miss. There was a time, I watched my friends divorce and used it to build a stronger moments (memories). Now I watch myself getting older and unable to do yet one more something. I use what is left to build one more memory. So it should be for all of us. Live. Make one more memory. This life is a gift. A gift of wonders. A world of wonders. Waiting for us. We are that special. Make one more dream and Enjoy.

Talk about memories: Madonna "This Used To Be My Playground" 

Some more memories 

Ever heard of the terrible twos? The nickname may have something to do with the fact 2-year olds tend to be more active now than they will ever be again. 2-year olds really aren't terrible. As the Story of This Life is about to show us, it's all in how we look at it. 
Let's follow the exploits of a mom and her toddler. "A Normal Day" 

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Nobody can predict the future. You just have 
to give your all to the relationship you're in 
and do your best to take care of your partner, 
communicate and give them every last drop 
of love you have. I think one of the most important 
things in a relationship is caring for your significant 
other through good times and bad. 
Nick Cannon


Sunday, May 14, 2017

Place In Paradise to Fire Dance Old School vs New School 
The flames of paradise 
The flames are passed from old to young 

Place In Paradise (Shakespearean sonnet) 

I found my precious place in paradise
Beside the tides which sweep across the shore
Of dreams so soft like nothing felt before
That all which once was me it did entice
I found much more than I was looking for
From waves which braved those places imprecise
Excited by such dreams your kisses spice
The silken sighs of pleasure to explore
And though the need to breath may call me back
I drowned within an ocean of desire
I feel my very sole is now on fire
Till all at once my whole world turns to black
I found my precious place here next to you
Where paradise is always in my view

A lover discovers his paradise on the shores of this Shakespearean sonnet. This sonnet is loaded with word play. It has rhymes within rhymes and reapearing consonants. We probably noticed that three of of the stanzas start with "I found". Did we notice line two of the third stanza ("I drowned") rhymes with "I found". Let our imagination go. There was something else going on in this sonnet. 

I have often shared how Arlene loved to drive. We were driving back from Los Vegas and passed through this town. There was this restaurant with an inordinate number of trucks outside. Arlene and I learned that a restaurant and a lot of truckers meant there was good food. We were right and they had great music. It was late, and we thought it best to find somewhere to bed down for the evening. We found a charming little motel with a pool. This and a moonlit night was an invitation to lovers to lose themselves in a star filled sky. The next day, Arlene and I happened into a quaint old coffee shop with marvelous desserts, Over coffee we decided to look around the town, as we had never been there before. We had a special day.

Arlene and I told some of our friends about the town and the fun we had there. Later they reported back to us. Where we crazy?  They found the town more than boring. How could this be, we wondered? Then one morning, Arlene and I were kissing and there in a full length mirror came the answer.

The world really does change depending on how we look at it; Depending on our attitude. It's true. Take a bunch of people to see the same picture and ask them privately what they saw. They will each describe something different. We hear some people describing how beautiful the world is, while others are focused on all of the problems. The world does face challenges. We face challenges. Challenges are all around. How we face those challenges; How we take in everything around us depends on us. It all starts here. This goes beyond simple positives and negatives. There are an endless "state of affairs" involved.  It all starts here. Don't like what we see, then change it. The easiest road to change is us. There is  a lot in that statement. Active, inactive, internal, external,the easiest road to change, to enjoyment, to everything is here, is us. As we discover our power over our world, Enjoy.

Let's drift into paradise: Café del Mar "Paradise" 

Let's fire things up a bit 

Polynesian fire dancing began hundreds of years ago. In an area spanning over 4,000 square miles with hundreds of islands, it’s hard to pin-point exactly where in Polynesia fire dancing began. It is believed that the Maori people of New Zealand were the first pioneers as the originators of poi (“ball on a string.”) This ancient art has undergone many changes. Devinsupertramp has put together a video showing what might happen when the old world comes head to head with the new. 
Let's join ScottDW at the Polynesian Cultural Center on the Island of Oahu. "FIRE DANCE BATTLE! Old School VS New School!" 

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Friday, May 12, 2017

The Dream to Dancing in the Street - without music 
Lovers dancing in a dream 
Four million people still don't know what's going on 

The Dream (round) 

A dream I had that started here with you
My fragrant friend my shelter for a kiss
For surely paradise is drawn from this
Just drifting here for wishes to come true
What cares I had your flowers do dismiss
A breeze whispers to life a gentle air
A soft reminder that we often share
Before we do resign ourselves to bliss
My promise of tomorrows meets me there
Where dancing dreams give meaning to the sky
While time forgot the meaning of goodbye
And reason as to meaning unaware
For now let’s put aside our need for why
And place an endless love within our view
Without this precious gift what will I do
Another dream is waiting your reply

Lovers happily lost in a dream of a round. In this round the middle rhyme form the outer rhymes of the next stanza. The last stanza leads back to the first stanza. Thus we have a poem with no beginning or end. If some of the lines seem to extend in meaning, remember this is a dream. 

Yes, Arlene and I were dreamers. Our best of our dreams was the ability and the opportunity to cast dreams for others to enjoy. Our dances were a good examples. People became young again. We held dances on boats. in gardens and even at the zoo, to stretch imaginations. One of our big parties was almost a disaster. Every year the Masons hold a party in honor of our widows. It is usually held in conjunction with Mother's day. Although usually a charming event, Arlene and I decided to take it one step further. We rented a facility in South San Francisco with a view of a lush green garden. Most of our guests were up there in years. They arrived as normal. We had small gifts,as was customary. The menu had a Polynesian flare. All the waiters wore Hawaiian attire. After dining it started. The lights flickered to the load of lightening. Hawaiian performers came from everywhere. Through some great lighting effects, the entire facility was transported to the islands. The whole transformation was a bit much for a few of the ladies, who had to be taken outside. Arlene and I thought we might be responsible for some hospitalizations. This was not well thought out. Luckily as the event went on everyone had a great time. But it was Arlene and I who nearly had a heart attack.

It got better. The entire event went way over budget. Many members of the Lodge were angry and felt that I should pay some retribution. I was nervous, was an understatement. Just before the vote, the secretary read a few letters. They were from widows, thanking the Lodge and telling what a good time they had. Not only did the vote go in my favor, men continue to try to outdo each other with the widows' party.

And what are your dreams? Easy for one to ask who had others to pay for his flights of fancy. But there was something else. The money was there before that widows' party. At one time there was no widows' party. Then someone used their imagination. Imagination. We all have one (somewhere), Remember, when we were kids? We didn't need a horse, to ride a horse. What happened? Just like muscles, imaginations require exorcise. Maybe we've become afraid. Maybe we've come to believe imaginations are just for kids. Maybe we believe that voice telling us we can't. Well, we Can. Believe in ourselves. We are wonders in a wonderful world and there is a breeze loose called our imagination. Ever wonder how beautiful a flower can be? Imagination. It is limitless. Do we see the possibilities? They are us. Enjoy.

The other side of dreams: Roy Orbison "In Dreams" 

Some people should not be dancing in the streets 

Research shows dancing not only improves overall physical health, it can improve your mental health by boosting your overall happiness. But take a gaze at this video provided by Strack Azar. It makes one wonder. 
Did I catch Mick Jagger drinking in this video? "Dancing in the Street // Silent Music Video" 

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Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Flower In The Mud to How Tarzan Met Jane 
A flower is a reminder of how couple met 
A picture is a reminder of how Tarzan and Jane met 

Flower In The Mud (English sonnet) 

Amid the blackened mud a flower grew
Reminder of a time that couldn’t last
A lover’s passion burning way too fast
This flower bears the madness they went through
Oh flower of such kisses from the past
What feelings fostered fate of lovers two
One wonders now if even they then knew
Speak flower any scent which you may cast
A sunny day they say when couple met
To air some darkness brewing in their mind
Resulting in a flower in the mud
What followed was a scene of deep regret
As blow by blow soft words became unkind
Resulting in a flower in the blood 

A flower, madness, a world unreal unfolds in this English sonnet. As in most English sonnets, this one is broken into two halves. The first half (the quatrains) discusses a strange flower which is a reminder of a romance. The second half (the triplets) discusses what happened to the relationship and the grim conclusion. From the beginning the sonnet is colored with the madness that takes place at the end. The ending is so grim that it effects the entire sonnet. 

When Arlene became president of the PTA, we rediscovered our old friends Steve and Molly, Steve and Molly were a couple from our high school to pre-disco days. They were a lot like Arlene and I: mad lovers. I'm not certain what happened, but here the were again... married... with three kids. The oldest was attending our school. Steve and Molly were hard working supporters and volunteers. We got together to catch up on lost years. After about a year Arlene started noticing some bruises on Molly. She found out from Molly that Steve had lost his job. It couldn't have happened at a worse time, financially. Steve turned to alcohol at nights. Arlene and I suspected the worst: Steve was attacking Molly. It all sounds easy for friends to step in and help. First off, Molly would blame her bruises on this and that. What were we to do? We had to do something, for the sake of our conscience. We went to the school principal. There were kids involved.  This led to an investigation. It turned out to be much worse. Unfortunately, this story doesn't have a happy ending, except that everyone is alive.

Life is a wonder, Was it mere coincidence that one couple was brought back into a world of another couple who would help them? There are many, many people willing to help, that are helping (making a positive difference). There are many who do nothing at all. Or so the media would have us believe. We read and hear about the damage being done to our environment. We don't often hear about those working very hard for our Mother Nature. There are many, many working, serving to make a difference, I have seen them. They follow many callings.  My main service was for the youth. There are some people who are willing to help but, for some reason, are held back. The right motivation at the right time and another hope is born. We should all help. We should all give back for this gift of ours. I'm sure we all do (or want to). Life is wonderful. We are wonderful. And as we work for a better tomorrow, Enjoy.

A sad song, in memory of a love: Thao Nguyen Xanh "Sad Romance" 

Talk about wonder: Tarzan and Jane come to mind 

Tarzan is a fictional character, created by Edgar Rice Burroughs for his 1914 book "Tarzan of the Apes". Tarzan was  an archetypal feral child raised in the African jungle by the Mangani great apes; he later experiences civilization only to largely reject it and return to the wild as a heroic adventurer. As far as meeting his mate Jane, is was nothing even close to a video created by Hannah Stocking.
Since Hannah's video is much shorter than the actual meeting of Tarzan and Jane, let's watch that. "How Tarzan Met Jane | Hannah Stocking & Anwar Jibawi" 

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But there is also always some reason in madness. 
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Monday, May 8, 2017

The Spring to Grover Bird Watches 
Lovers watch their spring  
Grover goes bird watching 

The Spring (Shakespearean sonnet) 

It sang of memories as lovers played
This spring which brings sweet music to their heart
And wanders from where kisses have their start
Of lovers once found dancing in the glade
Each hope fulfilled in dreams beside the spring
As lover watched imagination drift
Here safely far away from raging rift
Where even love has not learned how to sting
Here by the spring mere time still saunters by
For other dawns await to greet their sun
While other tales await to be unspun
A lasting sip before eyes wonder why
One day two lovers resting by the tide
Still see the spring they carry deep inside 

The eternal spring flows on as two more lovers are caught in its currents in this Shakespearean sonnet. The sonnet describes a magic spring. It isn't until the very end (the rhyming couplet) that we discover the spring's course. Also note: the spring is mentioned in every stanza. This was to signify that the spring is ever present.

The spring was very much alive in Arlene and me. It took on a new course during our parenting years. It was my fault and my idea. Though we were encouraged to take a little time for ourselves by Arlene's mother and Arlene's brother and his wife, I felt we should be with our children until they were grown up. I felt we should postpone Arlene and Martin in favor of the Kloess family. The time came. The kids had grown up. This "genius" had a "great" idea. In our early teenage courting years Arlene and I used to enjoy and go to the classic more (the opera. symphonies, ballets and such). So, I was convinced we revisit those magic years. I got tickets for Phillip Glass's opera "Satyagraha" and reservations at Lehr's Steak House. A big step up from Doggie Diner, where those teenagers ate (now gone). Before we went out, Arlene put on a fashion show of some of the old outfits she saved. She hadn't changed (in a lover's eye's). The evening went smoothly. But smoothly was the best that could describe it. The opera and Lehr's were great, but there was something incomplete. Before heading home Arlene wanted to go out dancing. She had heard about a new salsa dance club, the Cafe Cocomo. So off we went. The Cafe Cocomo (now closed) was an indoor, outdoor dance club. With Arlene in my arms the evening's purpose was complete. The past was great, but here comes tomorrow.

We have all heard that we shouldn't dwell in our memories. For many, memories are all they have. How important it is in life to make great memories. Great to us. Great to our heart, our soul. our being. For some, one grand dream is all they can expect, all they need. Imagine one event that is the purpose of a life. It is possible. It does happen. Then there is the future, to test the value of that event. The temptations. The lies. Then there is the many who should go on to make more memories or to find or to create that moment(s). How will we know that we have fulfilled our purpose? I believe the answer is with us all. Now here is the great riddle: There are so many wonders in this world. We are only here once. We were not meant to do nothing, even if we have accomplished our dream(s). The answer to the riddle is different for every individual. We are the greatest wonder of all. Memories are stepping stones for the future. And most importantly, Enjoy.

Ever see the spring waters: Sergei Rachmaninov "Spring Waters" 

Now for some bird watching 

Twitchers are committed bird-watchers who travel long distances to see a new species just to add a species their "lifelist", "year list" or other lists. The latest to join the long and respected list of twitchers is Sesame Street's Grover. 
Let's join Grover as he discovers a new species of bird. "Sesame Street: Grover Bird Watches" 

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Saturday, May 6, 2017

I Sit And Watch to Baby Are You Watching 
A couple sit and watch the wold from a park bench 
A couple sit and watch TV 

I Sit And Watch (Italian sonnet) 

I sit and watch young lovers passing by
The sweet yet awkwardness in their caress
As angels finding pathways to the sky
They fly upon the edge of happiness
I sit and watch the lovers as they kiss
For this they put all other cares aside
In this less lustrous words would be amiss
By this true love forever will abide
I sit and watch two lovers face the wind
Which stirs and throws confusion in the air
What wayward hopes will lovers then rescind
How will their flame of passion meet despair
I sit and watch as lovers passed this way
Still holding hands beside their memory
I sit and watch this fanciful display
As one of them was you the other me

Something stirs more than a memory in this Italian sonnet. This sonnet uses a trick to build up to its surprise ending. Each quatrain starts with the phrase "I sit and watch two lovers..." This was done to set our minds up. In the fourth quatrain a part of this starts the third line. This has the effect of making us feel the sonnet is speeding up (or at least one more "echo" will happen). Then, on the final line. the surprise hits. 

Arlene and my favorite spot was a rock under a willow beside Stow Lake, in Golden Gate Park. We used to enjoy rowing a canoe around the lake. The boat house replaced all the row boats and canoes with paddle boats. They weren't quit the same. This was when our tree took on a deeper meaning. Park bench were always great places to sit and take the weight off of our feet and, of coarse, kiss. About the same time our tree took on its meaning, park beaches became more.  Arlene and I sat, as lovers do, and watched the world go by. Sometimes we let our imaginations go free. One day we went on a family walk with our kids, Peter and Robin. We came upon a bench. Arlene and I sat down as the kids went ahead. In the distance a pair of young lovers appeared. They acted oddly familiar: Like Arlene and I, way back when. Though it's not polite, Arlene and I took it in, every now and again sharing a smile. A wordless acknowledgement that we were together in what was happening. The couple must have caught us looking. They both looked up. It was Arlene and me. Arlene and I looked at each other to reassure ourselves. When we checked what we were seeing, the couple was gone.

(Spoiler Alert! - Do not read unless you require some explanation. If you enjoy magic best not proceed. When a couple reaches middle age, it is not uncommon to notice a younger couple acting as they once did. At the distance Arlene and I were from the young couple, they could have looked like anyone. The couple could have gone into the nearby bushes, while Arlene and I were looking at each other,)

It is a wonderful world we live in. Who is to say what is real and what is "an active imagination"? Way back in 1966 a man, on a TV science fiction, talked into a communicator (on "Star Trek"). Who would have guessed we all would be connected to our cell phones? When I worked at Chevron, my job was to "think outside the box". My greatest accomplishment was suspending three flags in mid air, without any strings. I used a technology that didn't exist five years earlier. (What money can do.) Look at the new tricks magicians are doing now a days. Once we see how the trick is performed, we say , "Of course." At times, even our senses cannot be trusted (optical illusions, for example). Into this world we must challenge ourselves to stay alert. What is real? Then, from time to time, it's okay to enjoy our imagination; as long as we are aware that it is our imagination. Or is it? The things of today. It is a wonder-filled world we live in. What is real? Let's do our best  to stay aware and Enjoy.

Let's drift a bit on an imagination: John Williams "Moon River" 

In today's world let's talk multitasking 

Although the idea that women are better multitaskers than men has been popular in the media as well in conventional thought, there is very little data available to support claims of a real sex difference. Most studies that do show any sex differences tend to find that the differences are small and inconsistent. Here to explore the question is XVP Comedy. 
Yes, that is Rick Grimes of "The Walking Dead". "'Babe, ARE YOU WATCHING?!' (A Walking Dead Parody) [SPOILERS]" 

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Thursday, May 4, 2017

Church Bells to Eating Twinkies With God 
The realism of life 
The wonders of life 

Church Bells (poem) 

Those church bells welcomed her into this world
And there she was her mother at her side
With holy waters into life was hurled
This angel proved to be her father’s pride
Those church bells welcomed her into this world
And there she was her mother at her side
As laces of her wedding dress unfurled
She starts a journey husband at her side
Those church bells welcomed her into this world
And there she was her mother at her side
Inside a coffin now her body curled
For days the people came and stared and cried
Those church bells welcomed her into this world
And there she was her mother at her side
It was the day when all of heaven twirled
It was the day her mother gently died 

These church bells mark the lives of mother and daughter in this poem. This poem uses the exact wording in the first two lines of each stanza, followed by two more lines that rhyme with them and match them in meter. This was done to imitate two lives under the unchanging church bells.  

This poem encapsulates one of the saddest things I have ever experienced. A mother burying her daughter. I know it happens, but I still feel it it is wrong. The church in the picture is Star Of The Sea. It is the church where Arlene was baptized. By it is a Catholic school, where Arlene and I met. Me? I'm baptized Lutheran. My mother and her first husband were not religious. My interest in Christianity began in 1967, when I was in high school. I was drawn into one of the storefront churches of Evangelist Dave Wilkerson. From there, I became a church choir singer.  I sang for Methodist, Episcopalian, Baptist and Presbyterian churches.  I got into reading the bible at the same time that I got into reading other spiritual books. I met Devoy Harris and together we formed The Messengers Of Light. The messengers and I parted ways. I was 30 when my friend Steven got me to accept Jesus. I just felt right.  The Catholic church got their hands on me when Saint Gabriel School asked me to coach for them. Going to mass wasn't part of the deal, but I thought it best if parents and players saw me on Sundays. St. Gabriel and I parted ways when I stopped coaching. At the time I was heavily into bible studies (as far as book reading). I was looking for answers from different Christian sources as well as versions of the bible. This lead me to the Jehovah's Witnesses. They were more than happy to study and discuss the bible with me. We accepted that I would not become a Witness. All this religious background would come in handy when I performed funerals for the Masons. I did go a bit off track. Still...

It is a big world, filled with many beliefs. Some believe in a supreme being. Some do not. Some believe there is life after death. Others do not. The number of religions in the world is vast. Additionally, to add complexity, there are variations of these religions. There are even variations of these variations. Sound confusing? Consider the Word of God: the bible. It is estimated there are at least 50 English versions. Then there are all of our languages. Let's throw into the mix those who believe this is all there is. What is really important is what we believe. After all, it is we who live this life. It is we who will breath that last breath. What is, is. We must be satisfied. And in our satisfaction, do our best. What do we believe? It all starts from here. And from here let us Enjoy.

Isn't that right Barbara: Faure "Pavane" (Barbra Streisand) 

Let us not close our eyes to wonder 

We don't need to look for and wide for God. He's in every one of us and in every thing that we do. Whether you believe or not, we all can agree that by helping each other, each good act that we do makes this world a brighter place. Let us rise to the occasion and be kinder to each other, to help one another. 
To illustrate this Meyer Kay has created this video. "Eating Twinkies With God" 

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Be happy for this moment. 
This moment is your life. 
Omar Khayyam