Do Not Be Afraid

Old injuries bite my life,

I get up and boom,

like an old friend,

out of nowhere and right to the heart of things.

Untangling strange happenings,

embrace and not running,

coming to terms with memories traffic,

one breath of reality,

a human condition,

trending.

Thank you to whom does care,

the warmth of knowing I'm not alone,

your words are priceless and heal my home.

Silent repair is not despair,

time of structure,

hindsight on review,

gives an insight to what I knew.

The Reflective Quality Is Priceless

The dance of life,

incredible!!

Cheers to memories,

amazing!!

Waltzing in eternity,

always!!

Classical symphony,

instrumentals!!

The eternal flame,

flickering!!

Don't Give Up!!

The power of a storm,

the knowledge to prepare,

the wisdom to be patient and not unaware,

relies on our ability to understand what so many will not attempt to even comprehend,

it could have happened to them.

The fact of the read,

this blog is a lead,

people can change things,

believing.

A reply to know answer,

the point of what's driven,

are decisions that have made differences,

so that lives can complete,

not continue to question,

the fact of repeat.

A task or a purpose,

the reference to such,

take a look at the World,

it is a good place to start.

A message to Humanity,

brought with a brush,

the strokes of the painting,

the poems only touch,

the lyrics to songs,

makes life in a picture,

umbrellas to touch.

Hello, Hello, Hello!!

What an incredible day!! I went on an incredible ride on Axl.  He is a nine year old Thoroughbred off the track.  He is available for re-homing if anyone is interested.  I took him out on a new trail and ended up making a few people smile along our way.  In fact one gentleman stopped his vehicle and wished to visit and ask a few questions.  Turns out that his last ride was on a Thoroughbred off the track too.  He told me how the horse had run away with him and he couldn't do anything to stop him.  We laughed and I told him that I hate that when that happens, but it does happen.

After introducing himself he invited me to continue my ride on the private road which we had come across.  He and his wife lived at the end and they did not mind me riding up there, it was very kind.  He also told me of a friend that had ridden in France for two years. He told me that he stopped to admire a horse and rider on the road, saying that he had not seen a horse there before.

Axl and I continued on down the road and soon we had to ride over to the side to let another car pass.  As the car passed I waved and kept going on the road he had told me about.  It was beautiful.  Tucked up in the redwoods, the road wound around different pieces of property.  As we started up the last hill there was the car that we had let pass.  Turned out to be this gentleman's wife. To make a long story shorter, turned out she too was admiring the view of a horse and rider on their road.  Big smiles, warm conversation, who could have asked for a better surprise.

As Axl and I turned around to head back to the barn, the birds were singing and the hills were full of life.  We rode back through the bamboo ranch and cantered up the hill to home.  It was a great day. 

Take A Leap Of Faith

To be an example of what is a forward march, I'm off to the Barn.  With my britches on and my boots in hand, I say to myself, "I will go on."  I will greet what is to come with the cheer of, life is weird and I am more than just here, I am alive and I will not live in the fear of the unknown.  I will embrace all that takes place and remember it's called, the Human Race.

I love to laugh, I love to smile and I love that I may have the opportunity to meet and shake your hand today.  I love to know that every day of my life has been a leap of faith, it keeps it real for me.  It makes life an adventure and not a sentence to be lived out.

The Optimist Is Todays Ray

I encourage each individual, every person that would like to go on.   Put down the immediate and stand strong.  Turn about and recognize, life is the breath that is not dead.  Look into the eyes of another and say "hi," be that mirror of no fear.  Encourage a smile to come around by just simply saying to yourself, "I am a human being that can change the most amazing thing....another persons day!!"

Paralysis

The paper breeze,

the muddy ink,

the sentence blinks with questions.

The length of time,

the passing second hand in life,

missing the touch?

Connections serve a numbered learn,

absurdly used,

the Minds have forgotten,

Societies dues.

Powering towards the change, what for?,

it will be important to remember,

conversations presented individuals,

the interaction brought choice,

looking someone in the eyes made you realize,

words are powerful but the human touch,

well.....that saves more lives.

Shadow Echoing

The eyes that never grow old,

the clarity that never dies,

the worth of every life,

the depth of simplicity,

the revolution or a guide?

To build a road, no longer necessary,

breaking this link with humanity,

no connections made,

the dial tone trades.

It is the bitter chill in the air,

that snaps the chain for repair,

not naturally; Inevitably.

Art

The day is bright and offers each human being an opportunity to live this life to the fullest.  The advancement of all that is now surrounding our each and every day amazes me.  So many gifts have been presented to humanity and yet the World is still under such great stress.  People are not smiling, laughter is missing, reality is overlooked. 

Hello Friend

The truth of existence,
liberty of life,
happiness and laughter,
the birds chirp!!

The human touch,
a smile speaks,
a comforting voice,
silence!!

The better or the worse,
views of droves,
found in signs,
the mirrors of nature.

Glacier Steam

Watching the World die,
a tear is in the rain,
the shame of what will be,
lost in eternity.

Love is just a word,
people spread it like an infection,
a disease without a cure.

Never showing,
it looks like ice cream,
melting in lives of,
only dreams.

Better Said

The compliment of another human being,
lends credence to the existence of life itself.

The walk of humanity is a lonely one,
when your hands are the only ones you hold.

The hug of the breeze,
the shimmer of the trees,
the balance of the surroundings,
this becomes the identity that you rely upon,
to even attempt to breath.

Life has gone so wrong,
we have swept away connections made,
alliance now a phone.

An icon or reflection,
there are no eyes to see,
when the example holds your read.

Negativity streams so hard,
the words with faces never touch,
as if the anonymity releases rush,
the storm of their energy is CRUSH.

Conversations eye to eye,
ability to listen or to say hi,
the handshake now fingered swipe,
destruction is the same,
just like a puppets trade.

Collective Thought? or Internet taught?

I Believe In A Coffee Cup. It Is A Religious Experience To.....

Coffee Service PortlandJune 28, 2012 at 2:13 AM

Nice literary works over a cup of coffee:-)

My Coffee Cup Theory

I know that in this World today we see what is. Some of us run, some of us hide, some change their names and some disappear.

Try not to despair or judge with the Centuries that have passed or assume that through old belief's they will repair this rift in the Air.  Even "Time" has changed it's mind.  And Ancients seem "No where." Guidance for such deliverance of knowledge that comes from a different means, is not readily received by anyone, anywhere, if you know what I mean.

I am not a Man, nor would I ever want such responsibility to fall upon me, in any life chosen for me. One day I will be free of what has become so taxing to me and for me.  I have had to grow-up or advance in my years from a child-hood view, so, I would be afforded the opportunity to watch, listen and experience all that is new and seemed so strange.  So many arguments over which religion and how that or any other for that matter, practiced it's faith.  It became so confusing, I quit the entire religious belief to know that it was not worth the Wars that it was most obviously causing here on our own homefront, least of all the Wars it has already caused on every other bit of land on this God Forsaken Earth.

My original idea to do or accept Death and/or Life was presented. I watched and learned alone so that I could gain my own opinion of what I thought was "Right or Wrong," and "Good or Evil," "Religious or not," etc. I discovered so many inconsistencies amongst all that I witnessed, I decided I must only be able to find comfort in what is considered spiritual by nobody but me.  I found my solace in a coffee cup.

It is real.  It is always there. Of course I must wash it with soap and water, should it need a good cleaning,  And if it breaks I can go anywhere in the World and purchase a new one or old one.  The best part about my "Coffee Cup Theory" is that a coffee cup can hold all sorts of things other than coffee.   Hot or cold, even if they are chipped up a bit, they do the job they were meant to do, serve and they keep time too.  So, really, in essence, if treated with care and concern, a "Coffee Cup" can last a lifetime or even longer if necessary.  Just go to your local Thrift Store or Estate Sale and you will see what I speaking of.

Best of all, should you die and belief becomes waning because you cannot see the very thing you sunk all your hope in, you can always take a deep breath, after you take that long sigh and ask, "May I have that cup of coffee now.  I know exactly where I left my coffee cup, it's at home."  Death will answer and lacking anything better or good to say, I can tell you, "You will be on your way, coffee cup in hand or knot."  Should you not be able to pick your coffee cup up with the physical hand that you know it with, than, you shall know that a new and different dimension speaks.

I wish for you my best. However changes are necessary, and, unrest seems to be what will plague the indifference that is happening in each and every place today. There is no belief in anything anymore that brings peace to the land, or to the minds of Men.

I believe, we have lost sight of innocence as a way to fight what is wrong. All in an effort to make it right.

I Believe In A Coffee Cup. It Is A Religious Experience To Me

Posted 15th June 2012 by Karen A. Placek

Death comes without an invitation.

No Note-card arrives for review or approval.

The date is set upon arrival,

know input, "Did you rival?"

To do what you must.

To succeed and accomplish each & every task,

takes "Mastery of Craft," not just class.

Attention to detail is required.

Being a Liar is not admired.

Laziness is retired.

Return you will,

to times of "Ill."

Regardless of your mess, it's called,

"Due process."

Deeds of Life were drawn,

Contracts to prove you're gone,

were signed and sealed,

with every deal.

Sin was an "At Will," wheel.

You turned.

Do not say, "When" or to ask, "Where"

this will only enhance your End.

"I almost wish I was there!"

Death Court that is,
if interested in "Where."

I have a fascination with it,

how flip-it you are with what creates those hard-core scars.

For failure of such a chore

is met with permanence and much more.

FLAIR! Should I dare to say,
"It does mark the way."

Death will say,

"Come here to stay, I'll escort you the entire way."

Believe what you wish.

Shout what you must

and when you realize that you are Mute,

you will know with certainty you've been dupped.

Looped and Ashamed,

you have no ready claim.

And in a speedy exchange

 you will wish for that Hot cup of coffee.

Lame or Stable,

I am only able,

 to give you something, it is not much, but it may touch.

A suggestion at best.

"I hope you never rest."

Just a personal thing, I accept owing.

A hot cup of coffee would make more sense

than a prayer to a being that you've never seen.

To expect that a god should come to your Wake,

when you neither announce or denounce the existence of:  "Shake."

Attending Mass would have been good.

At least, I think that you probably should,

practice the Religion that you preach with precision.

Pointing your fingers at what you call sinners.

To stand at your end,

without doing yourself in,

Shouting your plead,

makes as much sense,
as having no need.

 Some advice you can "SEE."

Just imagine, what it is at the
"Top of this Post"
and maybe:

You can redeem and have that chance just to be; Free!