Out here off of the beaten paths in an area unknown to most I can hear the thunder hitting and rolling across the hills and fields as if it were a bell being rung by an ironhand. Feeling at times as if I were thunderstruck from the rolling waves of thunde...
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Standing up on a hill or more accurately a rise and looking out to the far horizon under the crimson skies of the setting of the sun. Having me wondering if I should follow the sun and see what path takes me to where I need to go or take me to the gate? O...
When we finally come to the end of those lives we all have lived will the faithful be rewarded, and will others miss the final warning when it sounds? There are times when it feels as there is nothing remaining and the darkness can be felt beginning to fa...
I walk along these lonely roads and go where I have been directed by the Tao, and in most cases I am the only one walking down these empty streets. With usually having my shadow walking with me to wherever I head as I make my way down the line, and it see...
Standing here in the aftermath of the night that has just past and feeling as if I had been in a fight, and feeling as if hungover when I saw the news today. Feeling as if Ralph Peter’s book has come to pass as some of it already has, and this is the cont...
Sitting here after just getting off the phone with my oldest friend the other night, and it had me starting to think of that place I left behind me as a place on that long road of a thousand miles full of memories. Visualizing in my mind’s eye the way, th...
Remembering when the days were long, and the roads stretched to the horizon under those deep blue skies. And now those skies are grey and threatening with the season beginning to change as the clouds roll by. Everything has either changed or in the proces...
One Last Shot
For those I'd stop a bullet for and that Mangy Motley Crew for they are all of good characterAt this point in my life it seems as though I have done so many things wrong, and I wonder if I can ever possibly put any of those things right. And I have seen the ones circling in the desert as I have passed by, and smelled the smoke of the burning page...
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Sitting here as I make a crossing by ferry across Lake Michigan and feeling the old Navy terminology coming back in my mind as well as the remembered sea legs like when I was on two of the three ships I was on. And feeling my mind slip back trying to avoi...
It is the sort of a day that doesn’t seem to give a damn, and usually gives up on itself in disgust, with Summer being over and the skies being low and drained of colour. Seeing the dead or dying leaves hanging like crepe paper over these dirt roads I am...
Walking in the moonlight and riding on feeling the rhythm of the Earth beneath my feet, and finding myself occasionally thinking of my past life, and learning how to live with memories. And sometimes wondering what others know about hope or sacrifice as s...
Standing here in the far North and occasionally feeling a hot wind blowing on my shoulder which reminds me I am from a land and a world that’s a lot older than the one here. The breeze feels as if it is from South of the border and feels like I am on a wa...
Standing on opposite sides of that hardwood floor under those heavy Venetian chandeliers which were ablaze with light. I saw her standing there looking a bit out of place wearing a backless cotton dress with beat-up old Converse sneakers, in a sea of silk...
Everything is a form of energy and that's all there is to it, so match it to the frequency of the reality you want, and you cannot help but get that reality. It can be no other way, for this is not philosophy; this is a form of physics. And theory exists,...
What is known by him and them about sacrifice when the lights go out, and when the darkness comes crashing down like an anvil? And then they wonder when some stand up when they launch their attacks, and don’t understand that when one has shed blood with a...