Rapid Fire Hipsters

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.hungry are the wishing upon a star
.thirsty are the rainy rainy days
.hollow are the featured headliners
.glorified are the shining rays of light
.nervous are the rapid fire hipsters
.lovely are the glowing neon moons
.jaded are the rickety old whiners
.joyful are the clowns in the rooms
.plastered are the stumbling weary lads
.floating are the happy go luckys
.pitiful are the half a million strangers
.lonely are the twisting in the wind
.heavy are the hearts that lost their mother
.tortured are the fallen folks of time
.blinking are the lights of motel windows
.charming are the joksters of the hills
.bleeding are the souls of desperation
.ready are the people in the valley
.kneeling are the sinners that repent

John 441

terrible terrible, it's falling from the sky
a whole world is looking up helpless
roars and smoke across the horizon
some poor lost soul was weeping
convinced that time was gone
sad eyes lonely and scarlet
empty like the unforgiven
watery like the regretful
hands folded together
in a seated position
elbows on knees
chin on the top
mind racing
His words
praying
peace
john
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Types Of Love

almost always, we end with an I love you.
the morning shhhh.
an early polish.
love songs a nickel a dozen.

broken love.
budding love.
new love.
hard love.
grateful love.
tough love.
old love.
mirror love.
woman love.
anxious love.
silent love.
island love.
mean love.
sad love.
coasting love.
winner love.
loser love.
funny funny love.

the rambling notes and prose.
expressing love but never specifically.
a general appreciation and occasional attraction.
nothing like the love of a creator.
unapologetic and constant.
the holy act.
loved for all your years.
loved in all ways.

forgiven too.
for things done and left undone.
until the heart cries.
alone we groan.
love is patient.
and kind.

Crystal Sky

...estimating the crystal sky...
...plainly we are adrift...
...just observers to the job...
...took us for all our cash...
...stole my watch too...
...one nation under debt...
...the apocalypse must be near...
...as it always is...
...every day is the end times...
...count them down slowly...

Thinking Will Never End

...hazy and lethargic mind...the combat medicines and sunken eyes...the body heats as its forces are called in...friction produces the energy...head is full of empty thoughts...knowing that thinking will never end...humanity on a space ride refusing to look to the night sky...caught in a circle of years...kept bound by gravity...the gravity...the pull of the sun...another pulling and compelling continues as well...the Son and His way...completely irrational to the modern mind...music continues to satisfy...six notes form a thousand chords...origins unknown and mysterious...constantly awakening my mind...

My Changing Heart

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a hundred thousand dollars to do this job.
the ladies took a break with the tranquil mob.
let me tell you 'bout the time i got robbed.
by the devil himself, but he missed my heart.

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my heart is full of gasoline.
it'll beat 'til the final scene.
fights even while it bleeds.
my heart, my heart.

at some point you find that it's all been tried.
rocket to the moon.  come back alive.
tried every flavor and seen every sky.
loved thy neighbor and loved the child.

my soul is full of elements.
been yearning for the sacraments.
my soul knows where it's been.
my changing heart.

Going Still

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wake up darling, the sun came up
cold wind howling, ice and dust
sounded the warning, made a fuss
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wanna be free

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your time ain't over, you ain't been killed
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going still, you're going still
moving slower, but still gettin' your thrills
going still, you're going still

i don't want to miss the show
i won't dismiss your hopes
to kiss you just once more
it's worth it to me

your time ain't over, you ain't been killed
going still, you're going still
moving slower, but still gettin' your thrills
going still, you're going still

Another Trillion Or Ten

..hardy har har har..
..had a good long laugh..
..this roundtable of talkers..

..hope finally realized..
..keep running the cards..
..the starvers and homeless..

..another trillion or ten..
..good rates and a printer..
..phone bills need to get paid..

..that's a big pie to eat..
..thick and full of ripe fruit..
..still picking fights and stealing..

Roman Numbers

Happiest are those who do the most for others.
Booker T had it right.

Didn't worry bout getting respect.
Although he earned it in the end.

Deserving nothing.
Certainly no made up American dream.

The kind that must be bought.
Or begged for.

Dream about stolen songs and wise women.
This court is in session.

Dropped by the wine bar and sat by the fire.
Winter still chilling the night.

Like those Roman numbers.

The minute hand movements.
Smooth and constant.

Never been older than right now.
A statement that is always true.

German Bones

     What joy a holiday brings. Some sort of honor bestowed. Martin Luther king Jr. Named after his father who was named for Martin Luther. Luther, who stood up, peacefully but boldly, to a church gone wrong. They threw him out of that church. And he persevered. Martin Luther the king Jr was tired of getting thrown out and kicked around. He really organized his community. The original, and best, community organizer. His stage was the alter. His voice was his sermons. 'I have a dream!'. And massive prayer. Martin's old German bones were proud. Proud to call him brother. The hucksters and shakedown artists come later, mocking the sacraments and lying to themselves.

     A Lily was born in the Eldorado valley. This was before the towers fell. She'll confront a foe one day. She'll demand change. A wild pack of glowface dames will follow her and become heard. Once heard, the music will continue forever, melodies and stories. Just remember, my darling', can't nobody control your dreams.

Pretend Glam Rockers

..shucked and jived through the escalator maze.. ..the fooled and the envious all around.. ..all this styling and profiling not for me.. ..pretend glam rockers and hussies..

Tranquil Mobs

.please please please wipe that smile off your face.
.don't you know people out there are suffering.
.all sick and depressed.
.ashamed and disgusted.
.worn by the years.
.jaded by the scenes.
.broken down and busted up.
.pride and stupidity collide.
.get some shelter from the storm.
.run through puddles and slide on the court.
.like novak.
.had my fill and wrote my words.
.sang my songs and smoked my smoke.
.not for now.
.these glowface and tranquil mobs.
.just let it out.accept the truth.
.mick told you about it.no no no.
.driving in my car when that man came on the radio.
.I can't get no.
.no no no.

Tulum Waters

.clear as the tulum waters.
     .wave after wave after wave.

.coming over from the island.
     .been paddling since dawn.

.ready for the big bonfire tonight.
     .heard the server girls were coming.

.after the late seating at la cruz playa.
     .they got those margaritas that glow.

.late night beach walk in barefeet.
     .as always the ocean winds blow wild.

.as ever the duos kissing and wandering.
     .smelling of sweat and mexican lust.

Book Upon Book

all writing is done in the mind
the question of recording it

either by writing or typing or thumbing
having a place to write

or several
and opportunities and time

a true writer doesn't need daily inspiraiton
it is excruciating work

it will crush you--mind, body, and soul
at least a whiff of inspiration is needed

at the beginning
but this could be a brief glimpse

or a faint sound or a memorable taste
set out to explain to no one

an unattainable and maddening occupation of your time
book upon book, poem upon poem, song upon song

Money Grabbers

name of a new year.
the money grabbers keep grabbing.
take it all you pathetic grub.

wrap yourself in my money and save yourself.
create a legacy of robin hood justification.
little John is the thug.

pull your tights up to your navel.
put a feather in your cap.
you're on the payroll.

pay up.
we need to move the spring fashions.
budgets adjusted.

not enough votes for that.
each generation has its challenges.
you get the bill and the tip.

for protection and service.
for fines and fees.
pulling the strings.

Day To Day Rocket

.bleary eyed and restless. .let me be honest. .this day to day rocket. .our wilting tolerance. .forever makers. .icehouse owners. .night of the soul. .when no one is awake. .words are corrupted. .the raging men. .the disgusted women. .get to your feet. .invite the devil too. .he's likely to no show. .we got skin in this place. .check the archives. .an automatic silencer. .summon the will. .request a happy tune. .flaunt your silk face. .walk with a sway.

Pecan Clusters

led down a hall to a room full of pecan clusters.
glazed with sugar and steaming.
the smell was incredible and stays with me always.

morning dreams and fireproof unions.
more good days than bad.
heartbreaks and last second shots.

move the body and expand the brain.
this life, full of cliffs.
jumping jacks flashing the grease.

makeup containers litter the room.
old ways of thinking.
when liberty was for the courageous.

only love matters in the end.
the love of it all.
pleasure and pain.

old and new.
of things not even new yet.
this ain't no American dream.

laws and regulations and socially acceptable behavior.
as long as the checks keep coming and the roads get smoother.
house all the people in the hills.
like the Incas.

name streets after robbers.
make maps of the city limits.
plunged into poverty and reliance.

as the Texicans built barbed wire fences.

Bella 119:59

Read from the Psalms.
Old Testament common ground.

Written in past tense after heavy thought.
Heavy thought man.

Gun range went out of business.
Houses strung together with plaster.

Just got back from a cruise and walked around barefoot.
Had our choice of those female pups.

Took one and called her Bella.
Cash under the table.

I've considered my path.
The steps we'll take.

Get your toenails done.
Pluck your brows.

Got a birthday party coming up.
Sleep well sweet Bella.

Chattered About

.central nervous system.completely shut off for an hour.time to think about how we think.or why we think.and why we think because we think we are superior to other brain equipped animals on this world.only the soul elevates us.the hope for always.this is why we think of death.animals think of death only when its upon them.the lifelong dread and awareness is not there.for humanity, our minds are active in self awareness only.a selfless person has not been known.for the last two thousand, or so, years anyway.prior to that, bands of cannibals roamed the land.violence is nothing new.brutality is old.persecution is real.protect and serve.echoes repeat on the other side of the valley.progress and civilization advancing.move aside you fighters.stand down you gangsters.look ahead and see where the path leads.romeos of all colors selling the plan.for themselves, remember.to coast at the end.be chattered about fondly.no wisdom left behind.just a past..

Ways To Consider

in a distorted panic, the stumble to the window.
visions of the promised resurrection to come.
glassy eyes from years of being a dreamer.
dreams as a way of life, creating inspiration.
walking shaky ground with careful thought.

seems like the world keeps going sideways.
the mind is damaged by what it endures.
the body, we know, will be wrecked.
only the soul can escape untouched.

resisting logic and ignoring common thought.
reaching untypical and alternate conclusions.
indignant, restrained, resigned to fate.

all the frauds are illuminated in the end.
spotlights will shine and fingers will point.

ways to consider and steps to take.  


    

Pleas Of The Soul

.rotting from the inside out.

.choking on the decline of dignity.

.checking him out from shoe to top.

.calculating up the competition.

.respect the pain envy can inspire.

.unsurprising but unexpected.

.compromising lines in the sand.

.ignoring the pleas of the soul.

Overtaking The Day

the morning bed, with it's comfort and warmth.
sleeping minds treasuring another minute or three.
vanity will wake them eventually, reluctant still.
we'll have brrrrrs and hollars and other noises.
overtaking the day, disregaridng time and living.
listening to the digital sounds, the fans and chirps.

zipzipchirp.
errrrzitttchu.
zazazaeekk.
beeeeeeep.

chill of the wind still awaking the still sleeping bones.
holy promise if only ideas were actually created.
he was, and is, and will always be, the original creator.
his full image we can only hope to understand one day.
creator of moments and opportunities and inspiration.
and to think he created us in his image, creators all.

da.boop.de.baup.lala.do.didly.pop.la.da.da.dee.da.dee.da.ahh.




    

Spanish Roots

a room full of wine drinkers.
talking of the great grape harvest.
texas roots and imported spanish vines.
spanish roots can't make it in the texas soil.
some sort of hybrid was developed and nurtured.
care was taken to allow for several years of oversight.
the vines now robust and mighty in the large waves of rows.
the explanations were magnificent and i understood the reasons.
get it to the bottle and capture the liquids of the earth with a cork.
finest grapes in the world grow on mitas hill in north collin county.  



  

Sipping From The Dish

.part the sea again Lord.
 .free your people.
  .sing holy songs and blow trumpets.
   .those girls want a tree.
     .and a list.

.hide your sneeze in your sleeve please.
 .we can do without you for a day.
  .or two.
   .renegade wranglers.
    .tophat chasers.

.respectable reputations.
 .all dignified and trusted.
  .adversity absorbed.
   .sponge of madness.
    .shaken loose by use.

.proclaim your future.
 .set the scene.
  .watch her sip from the dish.
   .sipping like a cat.
    .and barking like a dog.

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Floppy Shoes

him who brought levity and grace.
who told you about the mistakes.
lighting the path all the way through.

aware of each specific experience.
aware of the thoughts of others even.
but uncaring and resolved to fate.

blend in with the marching band.
waive flags and throw flaming batons.
wind blown tangles and floppy shoes.

all the days are owed your attention.
attend to the particulars of your culture.
make your written words count.  

Creekbed Day

she really works for her supper.
all day long worry about the little ones.

waking her deep sleeps.
every day is its own.

a sunrise and a sunset.
dusk and dawn.

the day makes sense.
seasons too.

changes are evident and recurring.
a week and a month are man made.

all the days already named.
named before they arrived.

it is a tradgedy.
i want to name my days.

yesterday was creekbed day.
the previous, follow the sun.
today, maybe earning applause.

but she does awake.
and works.

works to keep that spark.
breathing in heavy.

his enthusiatic row.
sleep is easy now.

her work is complete.
hopefully he's been tamed.

Texico (draft): Holy Water

    
     To some, water is the most essential element.  Not only does it ensure sanitary living, but the soul needs the cleansing prior to the arrival of the Holy Spirit.  If you were to invite God over for dinner, would you not give your house a good cleaning?  Wash that infant soul.  Because of its obvious importance and tremendous abundance, many steps were taken in the early days of Texico to develop the water purification industry. The process was very simple and required only steam emissions.  The abundant ocean waters could be consumed.  Privately funded infrastructure was improved and, relatively quickly, the deserts and dust of western Texico became an oasis.

     The Pacific Ocean water proved more tasty and fresh.  Baja was known as the Pias de Agua--Land of Water.  The Gulf water better for irrigation and swimming pools.  Gulf mud baths were a luxury for vacationing tourists and locals alike.  The Caribbean waters were left alone mostly, but a few private companies had created huge fresh water lakes using the sacred clear water and seafood fed the masses.  Along with beef, tomatoes, almonds, cheese, spices and herbs and peppers of a thousand varieties.  Texico was a culture focused on its culture.  Music was everywhere.  The beats were reggae, cajun, honkeytonk, blues. All jazzed up and plugged in.  Every night was an event.  No better way to end the day.  Also, days of the week were abandoned in Texico.  Dates were fine, the brilliance of the Mayans, but the Monday - Sunday weekly marker disappeared in Texico.  Generally, private employers gave a number of days per year off. The average Texican works about half the days of a year.  The rest are sick days, vacation days, birthdays, holidays, sabbath days, family days, and health days.  The schools in Texico work in much the same fashion. Education is customized, individualized, and specialized.  Technology is used creatively and effectively to provide very low cost education.  After only ten years as a nation, the Texican children were the smartest in the world and contributed to innovation of thoughts, ideas, and methods at very early ages. America had its Ivy League; Texico had its Cyber League.  Texicans didn't go away to big buildings to get educated, week after week after week.  Like voting, school was largely done through the internet.  Cheaper, better, customized.  The industries of the modern world required a new model from the three R- reading/rightin/rithmatic educations of the poor American children.

     Texican water and purification systems would also have major impact abroad as well.  By 2050, the Sahara Desert had completely disappeared.  Changed, like western Texico, into a lush green bed.  The Australian Outback as well.  Ice cultivation and earth heating technology, invented by Dr. Dale DeVille, transformed Greenland into a vast prairie region.  Innovation was what Texico was known for most and it's relationships with almost all the countries of the world were strong.  Relations with America were always tinged with a bit of frost, although mutual interests and business realities kept the peace assured.  A war between the nations never occurred.

     Once the succession was ratified by America during the Second Louisiana Purchase Agreement in 2020, blood shedding was never considered a prudent action.  Although the nations never declared war on each other, border skirmishes were common in the early days of Texico with the Battle of Lake Texoma and the San Diego Incident being the most notorious.  The Okies desire for acceptance into Texico was normal, but never had a group of people banned together in tribal unity and violence demanding to become part of nation. This level of intensity was usually reserved for factions of people breaking away from a country. Perhaps that’s what was happening.  The Okies, desperate to leave America like the Texans, directed the anger at Texico.  Because the Okies had no real guns, the fighting was done through bows and arrows, and knifes.  When 2,000 Okies stormed over the Denison dam and marched into downtown Denison announcing their arrival, 20,000 Texico citizens showed up a day later and sent them running back in a haze of shotgun fire.  Texicans didn't like their style and saw no future for the Okies in Texico.  In San Diego, tunnels were dug to funnel people into Texico from America.  This was during the Mexican American and Asian American race war of 2026.  The people of San Diego wanted Texico to protect and accept them as their own, but the Californians were insistent on certain demands and the Texicans passed on the deal.  Insulted, the San Diego Brigade of the Mexican American army turned it's fury towards Texico.  Details are undisclosed, but the Texican Especialista Unidad was called in and the conflict ended quickly.  The following day, the Brigade had another commander with a more reasonable attitude towards Texico and tensions subsided.

     A pipeline now runs from the Pacific Ocean to the Edwards Aquifer.  It is the purest water in all the world, hailed for its healing qualities and mineral content.  The holy water of Texico.

Texico (Draft): Follow The Sun

 
     Texican hands were rough. Full of earth spots, sun spots, and nicks.  From the fertile dark soils of the northeast to the dust left over from the dust bowl of the previous century, there was a purpose for all the dirt.  Sands of Galveston, Padre Island, and the Yucatan Rivera met the Sea of the Gulf.  Baja and Acapulco bid farewell to the Pacific.  It does always go east to west it seems.  Follow the sun.

     The family farm was a thriving industry in Texico.  Robust local economies supported direct trade. Producer to consumer was the normal exchange.  Only manufacturers of large or specialized items used middle men.  Mostly, it was direct and modestly priced.  America's corrupt institutions included its economy, where several deals were contracted and negotiated before the buyer got to decide.  Persuasions to fool the masses represented the largest industry in America.  Advertising and media.  Billboards were not existent in Texico, where anything to burden the evening views and morning sunrises was scorned by the population. Money was a means to an end, not the end of the rainbow.  Many American farmers migrated to Texico to live the life they knew.  The estado of Trinity, with its spring rains and rich soil, largely supplied the nation's food and textiles needs, allowing economies of other areas to focus on other industries.  There was cooperation and strategy, not competition and sabotage, among the estados of Texico.  Oil energy in Delta, sugarcane in Veracruz, wind energy in Ogallala, technology in Pecos, automobiles in Chihuahua, media and tourism in Yucatan, telecommunications in Mexico, financial services in Brazos, sports in Tabasco, music in Galveston, beer and wine in Louisiana, foreign exporting in Baja, and the farming and ranching of Trinity.  Never had the world seen a well coordinated and executed strategy applied to an entire economy.  The results were spectacular for all Texicans. 

     The term limits written into the Texico Papers ensured innovation and evolution of thought.  Creative solutions to problems and, more importantly, the avoidance of creating new problems motivated the politicians and their actions.  Like the economy, middle men were cut out of government.  Politics was not an industry like the still-greasy Washington D.C. of America.  The lobbying profession barely existed and went underground.  Offenders would rightly be brought up on bribery charges, usually convicted, and sent to an Ogallala tent prison.

                

Left Brain Maniacs

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harmonica tones and blabber mouths.
two times the tears as yesterday.
and it's only noon.

left brain maniacs and hopers.
silly dances and wails.
lunged for a slice of muffin.

cobwebs and crazy faces.
our globe turns and speeds through space.
the territorial games.

huffing and puffing.
plenty of h2o.
plenty of love to go around.

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we are tangled up in love, together forever on a timeless ride.  we are the frozen tramps with glory plans so we can sleep at night.  call out for me in the desert, forgive me for my lies.  honey please forgive me for all my lies.          

reaching desperately for the ladder.
the boat won't stop now.
you can make it--swim!

on the deck they're giving eyes.
reading minds and blaming.
starving for a moment of flight.

Said Willie And LBJ

Chatter chatter chatter
My guy my guy my guy
Winner winner winner
Chatter chatter chatter
Historic and extremely important
It's all a game of dice
God is indifferent
The devil is a political junkie
Hope they pick up all the signs
Don't mess with Texas
Said Willie and LBJ.

Pull The Shades Tight

...trips through the garage. the trash carried, the rakes and cutters. same star is always there. the once great meadow now an estate. and the world revolves around them all. the importance of each life. outcomes only temporary, pain endured. lock 'em down girls. pull the shades tight. the bikers and wheel boys keep coming around. looked him in the eye and told him the truth. he seemed to understand as I explained the rules. don't come around here again. these girls don't like you...

Long Sleepers

razor birds flying on a clear morning,
playing games of tag in between giggles.

long sleepers complain about disinclusion,
sincere and heartbroken the woman screams.

carefully creating a long and static life,
knowing nothing more and enjoying the earth.

evolution in an instant and watery eyes,
the fear of this life gone for good.

Of Blues And Joy

....busted out of a lion's den. tested the world until it tamed me. tasted chocolates and wine. felt the softest skin. saw the most incredible sights. heard canyon birds make music as the evening smells rose from the canyon floor. the balancing of indulgement and restraint, blind faith and intellect, rest and work, poverty and prosperity, and of blues and joy....

Punk Rockers And Deadlifters

.went crazy last night.
.remembering 20 years of toil.
.silk and plaid ties and shades.
.the fast and loose aren't around anymore.
.came and went and came and went.
.figured them as part of the lost tribe.
.down from upstate New York .
.voices I've heard for ages.
.huge voices with cackles and spit.
.punk rockers and deadlifters.
.slick cats toeing the line of integrity.
.old men working and working.

Multiple Meanings And Blunt

speaking out of turn
with a lisp and a sneer
complaining about fairness
and rights.
thinking of a word
need a powerful word
multiple meanings and blunt
that's the one.
clinging to a life raft
waves engulfing and salty
floating while gazing
the night sky.

Gold In Your Pocket

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bulldogs chewing on shoestrings.
her tatoo spread out like spider wings.

just then heard a phone ring.
and a lady bird started to sing.

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sang....honey, why don't you love me.
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why don't you worry about my worries and blues.
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she just wants a man who can give her a hand.
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when life comes and takes away our youth.

honestly, he was just a lazy player.
heard his daddy complained to the mayor.

it was the town with that stupid ole jailer.
when my woman didn't take no for an answer.

sang....honey, why don't you love me.
why don't you worry about my worries and blues.
she just wants a man who can give her a hand.
when life comes and takes away our youth.

go over there you better have gold in your pocket.
wise woman said they high but the food is worth it.

poured me a single malt drink and just nursed it.
found my harp rack, thought i forgot it.

sang....honey, why don't you love me.
why don't you worry about my worries and blues.
she just wants a man who can give her a hand.
when life comes and takes away our youth.

Teddy Was My Favorite

...mitt romney seems to want to be president so bad, it is weird. he might get it just so americans can have a break from his campaigning. in the end, the guy is just weird, and his judgement is suspect. i believe. the presidency of the united states has a track record of right man at the right time. surely lincoln would fit this category, as would washington (the ultimately humble man who resisted being king), jefferson (who better to navigate our early foriegn policy and lend credibility to americans because of his personal accomplishments and impressiveness), jackson (the people take the house back, literally), the forgotten maze of late 1880's presidents that let industry thrive. talk about turning a blind eye and corruption. teddy was my personal favorite, truly a man of the people. and national parks. a true leader who fought in hand to hand combat. finally tamed this new industry called industry. a civilized start anyway. but all were flawed in very incredible ways. anyone prior to lincoln let slavery slide. reminds me a bit of our current attitude toward abortion. shameful and a future historical blackmark on this country. like slavery. anyway, FDR nurtured us back from economic collapse and finally confronted hitler. but, his response was slow. our modern presidents certainly fit this trend of fortunate timing.  truman (the guts to end the war II, including firing mcaurther and not continuing the war into china.), ike (perfect guy to lead the baby boom and suburban explosion and....he wasn't scared of no reds!), kennedy (the restlessness had a hero, and a celebrity). LBJ (as a former teacher, he saw poverty in rural texas and only he could have sold the great society to congress), nixon (he knew asia and he ended the dumb war), ford (who better to bring back some levity after nixon's pathetic end), carter (continuing the need for trust, he was too honest and sincere to be an effective president. good man, that carter. if there is such a thing. rather, and as he would likely describe himself, a sinner who occasionally overcomes himself and does good things.), reagan (the russians felt he was a little off his rocker, which he was, and that made american even more formidable. the crazy man has the codes! his economic policies created huge wealth, despite it's flaws. look at the dow from reagan to now. the graph is impressive and moves in the right direction as time has passed. the peaks and valleys is where all the heartbreak lies. where greed and fright create vast opportunities for the emotionally stable. allocate/diversify/rebalance. most people chronically do not understand rebalancing. not perfect, but not discredited socialism or disgracful communism. many think that socialism is the humane governmental design, but it leads to apathy, contentment, and ridiculous discussions about fairness.), bush/sr (iraq would have owned kuwait and fought the saudis. the iron wall falls down.), clinton (who better to compromise, but the islamic militant misses were a disaster and his horndogness was a white house disgrace. preying on 21 year old interns. what a jack. mr lewinsky is a putz.), W (wanted dead or alive, just what the public wanted to hear), and barak (diversity america has a hero. smooth and principled. the right's hatred of him is their main weakness. he's a liberal, he does what liberals do. he seems tired of being president and i don't blame him. he probably wishes romney wasn't so weird.  he has 4 more years of presidential aging ahead of him.). in summary, reagan was reagan, jimmy is jimmy, bill is bill, w is w, and barak is barak. God bless Texico.

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Sir Walter Scott

g
the place was closed 'til eight, when the blue cats would arrive.
c                                                                                g
the house of blues was up the road, this place was a dive.

started with a bb tune with a shaking boom boom beat.
place was full of lover girls and smokers took the streets.

d7                                c         g
can't nobody play like walter scott
                                                                  c
laid his guitar on his knee, his picking was so hot
they all sang out to sir walter scott
when he finally took the lead, thought he might never stop
                         g
just never stopped.


kept pushing folks to the front, the dancefloor was never used
no telling how many tunes sir walter scott knew

his lady started singing about a man that done her wrong
he sat there and played guitar the whole entire song.

red was on the keys and the big man kept the time
bass player showed up late, kept blowing my mind

near michigan avenue on a lonely side street road
sir walter scott plays the blues in the town of chicago.      


       


  

Glowing To Know

ea
thought the rain wouldn't stop last night
the day, a common blur of decisions and worry.
everything seems lost, everything seems blurry.
la la la la la la la la la la la

d7ae
i wanna drown in the holy water
i wanna love my wife and protect my daughters
i wanna get down to the truth
Lord i wanna, i wann, i wanna

all the time i tell myself the blame is justice
don't care if the easily offended get miffed.
don't care what you drank, or smoked, or sniffed.
la la la la la la la la la la la


heard ole levi got lost while walking in the woods
thoreau it was, wrote a chapter on the benefits of walking.
once you get Him started he'll be talking and talking.
la la la la la la la la la la la


knowledge is captured revelation to revelation
the minds coming alive and glowing to know.
i'm glowing, i'm glowing, i'm glowing to know.
la la la la la la la la la la la

Livin' On The Lines

g
c
livin' on the lines
g
in the middle of a third set grind
d7
time after time after time after time
g c
you come through
d7
you take the shot yes you make the shot
c g
oh yes. oh yes you do
d7
g

Paint Needs Mixing

things we understand alone
way down in our bones
things we understand alone
deep breath when it's done

pick up a five pack and shake out the paper stack
make room for a cart and check if the engine starts
put a finish on the old desk and see that oily mess
the fixtures need fixing and the paint needs mixing

things we understand alone
way down in our bones
things we understand alone
deep breath when it's done

the story has to hold with a patience not yet shown
just words on a screen going from scene to scene
some say it's pretend but let me tell you man
my truth comes from my soul i know what i know

things we understand alone
way down in our bones
things we understand alone
deep breath when it's done

solitary moment of time shines like they all shine
seems like ones that last are free from the past
living a new morning ignoring the night's storming
held together cause we said so she got a natural glow      

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emamemg

Things We Understand Alone

    
     things we understand aloud and things we understand alone provide the needed perspective to joyfully live this life. from beginning to end, understanding brimming with each passing moment. until it overflows. we sympathize with others, our empathy knows no limit. the poor, and sad, and desperate. the blamers, and angry, and greedy. the selfish. we never completely lose it either. we never become completely selfless. we don't hang on a cross, hated by all. we don't choose that. but we overcome in the most microscopic ways. humanity can, does, and will do great things for the benefit of others. but, to create. to make. to discover. that is divine work. made in His image. the creator's image. things we understand alone. i've lived thousands of hours of peace. i can't explain it, but i understand it.

End Times

...the mountains laugh at the endless stream of humans who think they are living in the end times. our predeath life is plagued by anxiety and fear. The afterdeath of our eternal life is where all the shakin' really happens...

Blood On The Plate

Those boys sounded just like Merle Haggard.
Eat with your fingers if you have to.
Two two one or one two three for a waltz.
Told the story of Mustang Sally.
That don't look well done to me.
Look at all the blood on the plate.
Back roads on the way home, lost them on Custer.
Not many more left around.
A few by the prison and behind the gardens.
Nowhere left to get lost.
Full street of cars to see the navyman off.
To float on the oceans of this world.
He'll grow up, hope he becomes a man.
The singing starts in fifteen minutes.
The Lord lifted high.
The ladies are rushing around and smelling good.

The clock! The clock!

Gotta make better decisions in this world.
Or you will pay the price.

Net Man

to move, to create new moments
to go, to plow different fields

cry with the net man...
fly with the net man...

to stop, an action as well
to linger, a bit too long

try with the net man...
die with the net man...

to ask, to respect your response
to glow, like the moonbeam faces

Unknown Nouns (English Ale)

She indicated all my errors with the red pen.
Massive amounts of red ink reminded me of a war.
The bleeding vowels, the unknown nouns, the exclamation sword.
When the questioners came at the end...'what has happened here?'

'huh?' asked the ignorant girl, and continued, 'you say you got some beer?'

'it's not cold but we could put it on ice', i told her with complete confidence

'you drink ice in yer beer?,' she stayed curious, 'is it any good?'

'depends on the beer', i replied as i took a long drink of my english ale.

Political Haiku

pure influencers
are utterly unconcerned
about politics

Seeing In The Dark

so many days we laughed and rambled
so many times we were lost
we walked the night and burned the candles
never once considered the cost

seen colors you can't imagine
been so many places i forgot
your love is lasting and lasting
yes, i been seeing in the dark

without you i know that i'm stronger
thinking bout doing without
girl i would live this life much longer
absolutely no doubt

when you wake me in the morning
when you feel my beating heart
know that my soul is still a stormin'
yes, i been seeing in the dark

cem
amg
cem
amdg

Sweet Singer

There must be thousands of fish in this water.
Twenty four million hats.
I'm not really sure if we are supposed to be here.
Seems like forever since the rightous man came.
Correctly deciding we couldn't' save ourselves.
Then the world was left to us.
The wasters.
The criminals.
The selfish.
The prideful.
A few come and go through the years.
Speaking the truth and crying out to the lost.
They are hated.
They are destroyed.
Everybody wants truth.
They say anyway.
Hear that?
That's truth coming home.
A sweet singer.