Oh! No!

Oh! Dear!---“Woe”-is-me!?...“poor(?)”-Americans! Amen!

 

So?---Nobody has any money!?...Everybody---is…Broke!? Wow! Let’s take a look-see! Hmm!
 
A $20-trillion yearly economy!---WOW!...That is…$20-million-million! That’s a heap of $’s!
 
Where does all that “cash” go?---Hmm?...Makes one wonder(?) and, also, vey dizzy! Amen!
 
“We, the people” (Gov’ment) over-spends (WASTES) $30-trillion more than we have!
“We, the people” (Citizens) spend 100’s of billions on autos, homes, businesses, etc.
“We, the people” (Citizens) spend (Waste) more billions on chasing faux-celebrity!
 
To wit:
High-premiums for auto faux-logos! Just the “right” zip-code!
“Designer”-jeans (to accent a “broad” posterior! What? Hmm!
“Designer”-bags to hang over that “wide-load” to hide it!? Okay?
“Designer”-drugs (and---not) to make us “feel”-good! Not-working!
“Designer”-designer to make us “Cool”! Not-working, either! Hmm!
“Designer” l-m-n-o-p phones for self-“praise” fall short! By-design!
 
“Peace”-in-spirit! Cannot be $-bought!...It’s a “personal”-Choice!
That “choice” must be based in holy-sacred TRUTH! Amen!
 
If “Truth” is simply any-whatever anyone says is true---we reap Chaos!...Wanna-play? Hmm?
 
Until “We, the people” return to “Truth” as the–trace to “Happy”, money won’t buy it!
 
Hero! Popular! Class! Happiness! Salvation! Hope! Love!---They just aren’t…“For sale”!
You can’t buy anything that is worthwhile---unless…you subscribe to the “lie”! Prostitution!
No matter how-many or how-often the evil-“lie” is repeated---it is…just a “Damnable”-lie!
 
But---everything and everyone is “For sale”?...NO! Take a focused “Truth”-look!
 
Money isn’t God! Nor evil!---But…its procurers and purveyors practice evil, abusing it!
 
Faith! Family! Freedom!---Live! Love! Laugh!...Salvation! Peace! Love!

Amen!

Anachronism! (a thing out of place in time & place---it doesn' fit)

Anachronism!

Anachronism-A thing out of place in time and space. I am stuck in a “real” world of simple-humble Christian-generous society/culture absent evil-modern (Loved/Cherished/Embraced) once alive and well and prospering in the middle of the last century until around 1964 when I divorced the “popular”-majority(?); today, I remain in that anachronistic time and space absent any vile association of “bow” to the evil-secular obvious, protracted viral global-war on Faith! Family! & Freedom! I embrace the celebrated-reality “Innocence” of that era and want “No” truck with so-called modern-secular “Lie”-necessity! You---want it?---You…got it? Now-What?

 Amen!

Looking for trouble!?

 

Looking-for-trouble!? Hmm!?

 

“Hill-billy” yonder down Branson-way is a focused “pragmatist”.

He makes “coffins” out of natural wood and sells them---to…clients!?

 

Nah! Thanks!---I’ll pass? (On the offer)…I ain’t plannin’ on needin’ one!?

 

Some people just gotta go lookin’ for trouble?---It’ll…find you!

 

Amen!

Memorial Day Tribute! (2023)

 

Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats

(a song)

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

Taw-head boy’s hand in Dad’s viewed July 4^th parade yonder

Crowd-lined Main St. celebrates holiday Homecoming wonder

 

Flowered floats with pretty girls waving coquettishly

Uniformed bands precision-cadence march prophetic-ly

 

For father, brother, uncle, son a glisten-tear upon yon tender cheek

Surrendered all for National-Pride, forever tall, the country’s meek

 

In innocent vision clear, Dad’s salute to flag is formed

Emulates the adoring child as a tradition-love is borned

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

Studied hard, learned well: math, English, valued history

Contemplated natural life, challenged religious-mystery

 

We the people voted good men President numbers to forty-four

Office demanded, was freely granted, loyal respect and more

 

Of five worthy presidents loved Jefferson’s vocabulary

Save four, the rest deserved scrutiny by the constabulary

 

Virtue country leaders “Teddy”, JFK, Reagan and “Old Hickory”

Mere flawed men who cherished US first and most, I surely see

 

Kissed first love at twelve behind the shadowed bandstand

Returned his love, bore his child, no hypocritic grandstand

 

Donned the colors, off to war, faced honor-true responsibility

Served brave while honing sacred independent-individuality

 

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

Hot brick oven rushes close in verdant emerald jungle green

Idealist-young beret descends hellish red clay fire-fight scene

 

A hundred honor-challenged, of only three successes, one was he

Under white billowed canvas rifle clutched, chose a hero-man to be

 

Wonder if the patriotic beat drums loud proudly in his ears

Wonder if silver wings upon young chest quell his war-fears

 

Freedom flickers in bright eye betrays true pride he knows

Ideology unique! Special Forces-“In your face!” He chose

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

Years ahead in warm summer’s June-time Homecoming parade

A young child stands by parents honor-proud, no mock charade

 

His tender heart reverberates a pounding drumbeat calling song

Varied faces, same ole places, a decade born, wild-lived, soon gone

 

“Where was my honor-won parade?” Proud father-soldier sadly laments

Another time? Another place? Crisp salutes Old Glory! Humble relents

 

Soft tender touch upon broad shoulder from adoring lovely wife

Caressed away nightmare spirit-demons; shared lonely vacant strife

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

An old man totters as yesteryears soldiers smartly march past

Shaky hand salutes his proud flag! Wonders: How can it last?

 

Spectators stand urged by Traditions hard-won spark

Candle-comfort flame beckons sad world lost in dark

 

Declared sparkle in the elder clear blue orbs, intelligent

 Bridged river deep, challenged mountain high, significant

 

Reflections of such time-mirage suggest offered ambition

His parade is past to march in ’morrow’s famed Tradition

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

 Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

And, in that awesome-wondered life is found

Adventure-world discovery awaits un-bound

 

Dare satiate spirit hunger need in unabated courage wild

Wear “Cool”-mantle proud-displayed by “meek and mild”

 

On Liberty Hill, gold Freedom torch-flame flicker-beckons

Love me tender! Defend me true! Patriotic reason-reckons

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

 Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

Happy Birthday! America! Red, white and blue proud waves unfurled

Our home! Our love! Constitution-law upheld in sacred honor swirled

Found freedom bound sweet liberty; best of the best in this wide world!

 

Happy Birthday! America! Red, white and blue waves proud unfurled

Our home! Our love! Constitution-law upheld in sacred honor swirled

Found freedom bound sweet liberty; best of the best in this wide world!

 

Staccato-tempo pulses heart-chords true

Waves proud unfurled red, white and blue

From infant innocence grasped family cue

 Breathed tradition-liberty-freedom he drew

Soft “Patriotic-Cadenced Heartbeats” knew

 

Happy Birthday! America! Red, white and blue waves proud unfurled

Our home! Our love! Constitution-law upheld in sacred honor swirled

Found freedom bound sweet liberty; best of the best in this wide world!

Amen! To that! Amen! Again!

 

Battlecry!

 Battle Cry of the Traditional!

Proud be, we, the people, of independent declaration

God-inspired rights-individual through our Constitution

 

Illuminated glory halo shines bright flame-red torch of liberty

A people born of character from majestic mountains to the sea

 

Sacred Bill-of-Rights protect us from governmental tyranny

No sweeter gift bestowed than to set worthy citizens free

 

Stand tall in the glowing light of that coveted U. S. beacon

 

Celebrate ordained freedom of inspired document’s speaking

Pure individual liberty is truly eternal worthwhile seeking

Truth marches concert-strong of pure heart-cadenced beating

 

In this blessed land where sustenance milk and honey’s found

My faithful people flourishing through genius un-bound

Step aside and listen to their perpetual productive sound

 

We, the mighty people, now inaugurate this holy radiance-meeting

 

No better place than here for a likeness akin to heaven

Commandments three praise God, honor man the latter seven

 

Careful that the lowly hired help be not allowed to spoil

Curtail insatiable appetite to create ancestry royal

 

Watch for the pernicious trick to treat you like they’re caring

Consider, Please! Rescinding one Great Lie--- “revenue sharing”

 

We expressly claim the enumerated freedoms in those founding manuscripts

Hold accountable our “hired help” and myriad bureaucratic non-descripts

No more usurped authority nor politely tolerated demon-hypocrites

We, the people, re-establish our freedoms and true rights given

Under the Declaration and Constitution in this righteous life worth living

For ourselves and those politicos, Please! Pray we are all forgiven

 

And, in that peaceful victory garden, cultivate sweet liberty

For salvation of the people, in this homeland of the free. 

Amen!

Heroes!---Friend Bobby!...Salite! Memorial Day! 2023

 Heroes

(a memorial-salute to my friend: Bobby)

 

Too many names on a stone wall so black

Young brave soldiers won’t ever come back

 

Sacrificed lives vacate “ideals” construction

Death chiseled in granite, horror’s destruction

 

Those icicle fingers grope beyond wasted lost life

Piercing mothers and lovers, their children with strife

 

A mistake we allowed, this venomous deed dastardly

We pray haunts dead souls of “elite” politicos bastardly

 

Forgive us, our heroes, the people we love

Help us with healing from His Power above

 

Innocent young people on a long wall-of-black

Souls of the children who can never come back

 

Alas! And, what of us now as we struggle anew?

These issues enormous strike terror right through

 

For logic answers we search but simply can’t see

Profound problem is “us”, our own worst enemy

 

Grant us a life without further pernicious sorrows

Peaceful-quiet rest like those fallen young warriors

 

Leave them alone, steal no longer their youth

Don’t teach them to lie but rather sight truth

 

Beyond the self-centered wanton with greed

Mankind does hunger to satiate good need

 

Where are we now as onward we falter?

Far from Redemption, no spiritual altar

 

Too many names on a stone wall so black

Young brave soldiers won’t ever come back

 

Amen!

 

 

 

Happy Birthday! Anna! (limerick) Yea!

Happy Birthday! Anna!

(a Loving-sister limerick) Yea! May 25, 2023! Yea!

 

 

 “Top-Bananna Anna!”

 

“Sweet” Anna Marie with a diabolical-“plan-a”!

Her cosmos-eternal vision makes me a “fan-a”!

“Duchess-of-Duke” pursues a Master’s Degree!

Business-partners: Miss Lauren! & Dr. Anna! PhD!

Well! Gee! Somebody’s gotta be “Top-Bananna”!

 

Amen!

 

Happy Birthday! Darling-Anna!

 

Love, Nanny & Bapa 

Happy Birthday! Anna Marie! (20!) Wow! Yea!

 

Happy Birthday! Anna Marie!
(May 25, 2023 20! Wow Celebrate! Yea!)
 
Jr.! U-K Upper classman! Wow! Comes our Beauty! Anna Marie!
Genius-intellect! To us mere average-“peons” seems “serendipity”!
“Look-out! Old-world! Here comes Lovely-Anna for everyone to see!”
 
Always with a razor-focus “sense-of-humor” miles ahead
While most complain-of-rain Annie dances smiles-instead
 
Beauty! & Brains! A most deadly envied combination
So far ahead of all, her acumen generates consternation
 
Saintly-Angel Personality! Abounds in “Goodness!”-to-a-fault
Any who know our Annie love-her with sacred-reverence exalt
 
For this summer Miss Anna asks loved-ones to please “excuse”
A “research” sabbatical-hiatus REU to New York, Syracuse
 
And---Oh!...How special-boys, her absence, they shall lament
Ole Connor-man shed a wet-tear that sad-day when Annie went
Athlete-Harrison rock-climbed an Appalachian-rock vertical-vent
Erudite-Colin wrote prose and cards away to far-northeast, he sent
Spirit-Michael sang a serenade beneath a golden-hush full moon bent
Each admirer truly loves her! Annie only has eyes for her “Zorro”-gent
 
Despair-not! Oh! Pursuing-quad! Studies resume in coming-fall!
Back to “normal” college “Life-with-Annie” high-academia call
 
Most-intellectuals “Reach-for-the-stars” to diamond-glisten holy-Glory!
Annie knows the secret: There ain’t no box! Writes her own sacred-story!
 
If there be obfuscated enigma---Seek Truth!...Forever a-purpose Appreciate!
Find common-Value!---Practice into Virtue!...Like Anna---Love!...encapsulate!
 
Seek “Good”-adventure in each event-of-life with Christian-generous Grace!
Imprint a “positive”-whisper shadow-trace along thy gifted time-through-space
 
Say, “Thank you!” Easy---“Please?” Seldom!...Only if of dire-necessity
Search “Measure! Treasure! Pleasure!” Be of Unrestricted-perspicacity
 
Lovely Young-Lady Anna Marie! Embrace the-dawn! Celebrate high-sun noon!
Join-me to Appreciate-cherish life just a bit south of yon alabaster-pale full moon!

Amen!
 
Happy Birthday! Love, Nanny & Bapa

Excitement-builds!

 The "Best"---is...yet to come! Amen!

Begins tomorrow---An Annie's birthday celebration!...Yeah!

Amen!

"So be it!" or "So it is!"

 "Amen!"

Yeah!---It really is...just that simple!

Sure-enough! Reckon so! Live with it!

"So be it!" 'So it is!"

Amen!

The "Wild" bunch!

 Sunday breakfast with "The Wild bunch"!

Oh! Yeah! The "group" was "on" today! Umm! Hmm!

I knew it would be "good" when a visitor from my home 

state of Tennessee showed up by way of Wyoming!? What?

Yeah! "Tony" joined the "Wild" bunch for refreshments.

He hails from middle-Tennessee; I come from Nashville!

Mr. Chuck and Mr. Lee were very "excellent", again, today.

Always with "insight" and "intelligent" information to consider.

We all appreciate your focused-efforts and considered-opinions!

Beautiful!

And---the priest hit a "home run" with his excellent sermon!

Thank you! Everyone was duly impressed! Fantastic! Amen!

(Persnally, I thought he may have been reading my blog!?) Hmm!

How to defeat evil? 1) Don't participate! 2) Pray! Simple! & True!

Eschew evil "materialism"! Faus-"celebrity"! Any & all evil "lies"!

"What other people think of me ---is...none of my business!" Amen!

Yes! I'd rather be "Right" than popular! Always & Forever! Amen!

"Bored! Lonely! & Afraid!"---Each...is a personal-"choice"!

Choose wisely! Do not participate! Simple!

Have a GREAT-day & life!---Surely...I do!

Faith! Family! Freedom! Live! Love! Laugh!

Amen!

Night-respite!---Comes the daylight!...Another adventure!

 Dark!---Light!...Life!

5:10 a.m. southbound out of St. Lou on to Memphis, 

New Orleans and the Florida peninsula calls the 

first pink-blush hint-of-dawn gentle-shaking my 

Fantasy-dreamscape on a Magic-unicorn across 

the eternal-cosmos as she echo-clatters "reality" 

emphasized with stark-staccato whistle high-notes 

announcing a "schedule" needed to be accurate-kept.

I'm awake! Ole alarm-clock! Ready and waiting!

Welcome aboard! Please! Join me on an awesome journey!

We'll fly the flat-prairie, ascend the mountain-summit 

snow-white high above the clouds, sail across the white-

sand desert west beyond the Great Salt Lake to truly 

navigate the Cascade Range sighting the blue Pacific!

Adventure awaits around each next-bend, atop the 

mirage horizon-yonder, over any mountain-range 

toward some distant-destination expected soon.

Get-aboard!---And...Welcome! Embrace! & Enjoy!

Warning! Do not stand on the tracks! Keep clear!

We're bound on a trace to events raising adventure!

If ye be "Young-at-heart" and of Free-spirit! Wild!

Come join in the Fun! Live! Love! Laugh!

We're bound honor sacred: Faith! Family! Freedom!

I'll be sad (for your loss) should you errant decline.

Dare! Freely-choose! Liberty & Freedom! I'll be there!

Amen!