Friday, March 17, 2017

In This I Say To You to Coolin’ Down With Sasquatch 
A special song for a lover 
A special song for Sasquatch 


In This I Say To You (lyrical poem) 

In this I say to you
A beat a word or two
Please listen very clear
And feel what you might hear
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What makes my life a glow
What shines and makes it grow
The life you bring to me
A touch and you may see
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And don’t you
Touch my hand awhile
And don’t you
Let me see you smile
And don’t you
Say you’ll share your hopes and life with me.
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And don’t you
Share your troubled heart
And don’t you
Cry when we’re apart
And don’t you
Whisper just how happy we might be.
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The day passes we were two
I always think of you
Your voice is what I hear
I pray my love is clear
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I pray that you might see
How much you mean to me
Together we might grow
You make my daylight glow
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And don’t you
Whisper in my ear
And don’t you
Make me warm when you are near
And don’t you
Share the moments that we are apart
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And don’t you
Share this simple song
And don’t you
Share that we belong
And don’t you
Bare the same songs that are in my heart
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Dream another moment
Take my hand awhile
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Other lover’s glow
As to let us know
And don’t you
Show that we belong
I know you
You love this song 


A lover tries to avoid the distractions of his desire and is lost in the confusion of this lyrical poem. The form of lyrics is V/V/C/C, V/V/C/C. coda (where V=verse and C=chorus). What makes the song playful and confusing is that the lover asks his desire not to do things that set his mind in a whirl. Is asking her not to or is he encouraging her on? 

One of the many confusing periods in my life was being a new parent. I come from a time when it was a woman's place to take care of the baby. So when the baby (Peter) woke up in the middle of the night, it was only natural that Arlene get up and take care of him. There were two problems, though. His crying woke me up. I couldn't go back to sleep until Arlene was back in bed, by my side. It dawned on me, there no need for both Arlene and me to be awake. So it was that I took over the midnight duty. To make it all more worth my while, Arlene would cuddle close when I got back in bed. In the morning I got a big thank you. Being a typical man, I looked for more opportunities for these thank yous. When our daughter, Robin, came into our lives, everything I did for did for baby Peter came naturally. I didn't expect anything extra from Arlene, which made the thank yous better. 

When I look back at me, I see how easy it is that people fall into social behaviors. (Not all favorable.) One would think that one whose eyes were opened to the power of government brainwashing would see better. (My mother was brainwashed by Nazi Germany.) But "it" is all around us everyday. "It" being all the "norm" around us everyday. Truths like the men and women equality, racism. social classism, rights, freedoms and the list goes on and on. Many of these things we grew up with. Then people or things challenge the right or wrong of "it". Add to this all, the government, companies, organization and the like are trying to take control of us or sway us in their direction. The things being done to us, efforts to sway us, to control us are unbelievable. But there is a bright side to it all. We, we humans are basically good. In the long run, we will make the world a better place. I was not the only husband to make the midnight crossover. Look at the world, then and now. See the truth of it. Overall our world is a far better place to live. Sure, there are challenges ahead. But who better than we are suited to meet those challenges? Meet and beat. Look around and see the faces of those who care. Those who are working for the time we are all dreaming of. We are one of those faces. We are part of the prevailing good of humankind. Revel in the truth of it and Enjoy.


Back to that crazy poem: Alexander O'Neal "What Is This Thing Called Love?" 

What if we discover Sasquatch and we don't have a song for it ready 


Bigfoot (also known as Sasquatch) is the name given to a mythological simian, ape, or hominid-like creature that is said to inhabit forests, mainly in the Pacific Northwest. In an Oct.  2, 2013 article in the New York Daily News, A group of Bigfoot researchers say break-through DNA evidence and a video allegedly showing a female Sasquatch sleeping in the woods proves Bigfoot's existence. Jack Link's has been using what looks like a Sasquatch to sell their product for years. 
Jack Link's has just released a song in preparation. For what? "COOLIN’ DOWN WITH SASQUATCH FEAT. TITUSS BURGESS" 


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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Now The Rules Have Changed to Time Trouble 
Some rules don't change 
But what if we could go back and change things 


Now The Rules Have Changed (story/poem) 

A quick little ditty
‘bout a lad named Smitty
That I hope you will find witty
For the rules have changed
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He was gifted and so pretty
All things he put to pity
Anyone who was not privy
That the rules had changed
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He soon went into business
All his gifts he put to witness
Brush aside those lax and witless
For the rules he changed
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His power grew much higher
Gifted Smitty was on fire
But his wealth became his mire
And the rule soon changed
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For one night in a bleak corner
Was for him a scene of horror
Once was colleague turned to moaner
Now the rules have changed
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Well Smitty got to heaven
Where he found his hopes to get in
Were his gifts he shared with brethren
For the rules don’t change


The story of a man's life becomes am afterthought in this story/poem. This poem uses a last line, in each stanza, which is similar to the last lines of all the stanzas. One other thing some may have picked up on: As the poem gets closer to the end, strict rhymes give way to sound alike words. Meaning behind this? 

I am a Christian. Though I was baptized a Lutheran, my days as a choir singer put me in many denominations. Even in my bible studies, I have been exposed to many interpretations. Over all, my life has been pretty lucky. Though I am not well off financially, I have done and seen things most people only dream about. Things and opportunities were laid at my feet. If ever there was blessed, it was me. But there was something wrong. I believe that a person so blessed should give back. Chevron gave my first opportunity by asking me to serve the United Way in their fundraising endeavor at the Chevron's headquarters. This, coaching and serving on the PTA got me through my parenthood years.When I joined the Masons and I my children were on their own, my charity endeavors went crazy. My biggest successes were the San Francisco Public Schools and Toys For Tots. I also served in soup kitchens and campaigns to feed those in need along with my work with the Masonic Youth. My reputation, in the fraternity, grew to such a level that other came to my side in charity and volunteer endeavors. Yes, I am an egotist, but it is well deserved. And if there is a heaven, I'm sure I'll get in.

I'm not pushing my religious beliefs on anyone. Whether or not there is life after death we shall see (or maybe not). I do believe we should serve our fellow brethren and sisters. Whether financially. in material donations or in time, each person to their own level. Even the simplest smile or the smallest act of kindness can change a life. No one can do (or help) everything, nor should we. just our piece of it. But I am preaching to the choir. We all know this. I am certain we all are involved in serving our world and our fellow brethren and sisters. I know this because I have seen it. I have been blessed to be a part of it. A better world is coming. As we do our part to usher it in, Enjoy.


Need some inspiration: Elvis Presley "In The Ghetto" 

If we could go back in time 


Stephen Hawking once suggested that time travel must be impossible, because if it were possible, we should have had visitors from the future. Since we have never seen a tourist from the future, time travel must be impossible. However, others have suggested that this argument breaks down if tourists from the future are simply not interested in us, or that time travel might be possible but impractical because of the enormous amounts of energy required. Just for fun, what if time travel were possible. What would we go back to see? Here's what Thomas James "TomSka" Ridgewell would do. 
Here's what really might happen. "Time Trouble" 


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Monday, March 13, 2017

One Morning We'll Wake Up to If Star Wars Took Place Today 
An odd tale of a dying freedom 
An odd tale of a politically correct Star Wars 


One Morning We’ll Wake Up (villanelle) 

Perhaps one morning we’ll wake up to see
As winds carry tale too odd to be true
There are no havens remaining to flee
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As comfort becomes our mind’s destiny
And questioning ways world tends to subdue
Perhaps one morning we’ll wake up to see
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Each day’s distractions sets all troubles free
Just trust us we’re sold no need to pursue
There are no havens remaining to flee
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We build up our lives in shade of false tree
Believing in things that we never knew
Perhaps one morning we’ll wake up to see
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Confusing how we let this come to be
Here lost in the lines they endlessly spew
There are no havens remaining to flee
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Now each night we rest in slumber’s decree
Mistakes which we made in our tearful view
Perhaps one morning we’ll wake up to see
There are no havens remaining to flee 


The loss of liberties is the warning of this villanelle. A villanelle is comprised of five tercets (i.e., a three-line stanza) followed by one quatrain (a stanza with four lines). The first and third lines of the opening tercet are repeated in an alternating pattern as the final line of each next tercet; those two repeated lines then form the final two lines of the entire poem. The rhyme scheme looks like this: A1 b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 A2. 

9/11, four coordinated terrorist attacks by the terrorist group al-Qaeda on the United States on the morning of Tuesday, September 11, 2001. A war of a different kind. A war which we lost. This is my opinion. I am not a believer in the conspiracy theories. I believe al-Qaeda launched this attack to hurt the United States in the long term, not just the death and destruction of that day. America is a capitalist nation. Since the attack, everything has gotten rapidly more expensive. Not good for a capitalistic society. We have/are giving up our liberties, the liberties that so many have died for, for the sake of safety. We are all being watched, listened to, to capture those who might do us harm. I apologies that this section doesn't contain the usual stories that we all like, but the poem is about our present state of affairs. Worse yet, we are told that the millennial generation is getting used to the present state of things. 

What can we do? Open our eyes to the situation. Respect all sides if any stance. Our opponent may (or may not) be right, but our idea(s) become better, building on all sides. Try to find avenues where everyone wins. (This may be impossible, but in the search the most are benefited.) Get involved. Let our voice be heard. We may be one person in an ocean, but there are others who believe as we do. Contact our leaders. There are many ways available to us to get in contact. Encourage others to get involved. So few people are involved that each voice represents hundreds. Avoid supporting those who we are working against. Keep in mind that this is a capitalistic society. The best way to get attention is through the pocket book. Know that we can make a difference. Know that a better world is just around the corner. Know that working together we can do so much more. And when we see things are better because of us, Enjoy.


From George Orwell's "1984": Dominic Muldowney "Oceania" 

Let's take today's world into the stars 


There are no female fighter pilots in the original trilogy of "Star Wars". Even though female fighter pilots were in the original screenplay, they were removed from final cut. This would never be stood for in the 21st century. What other minor changes would have to be made in the "Star Wars" saga? Ryan Higa, of nigahiga, has created a video of a more 21st century correct "Star Wars". 
Any similarity in this video and the actual movies was sheer luck. "If Star Wars Took Place Today!" 


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