My soul has washed up on
time’s beach out of place
My eyes pale and change green to blue
I remember things I have not seen
I’m certain the corner ahead
hides my past from view
Shadows cone to greet me
with flashes previous
Falth whispers ” meant to be ”
ears assemble pieces together
Thousand puzzles with no image
descend into view
Tallowed like a glove, they all fit ideally
Their embrace frees fear to conquer anew
It could be madness or immaculate
that fills me now
A mirrors image either way to inner journeys beyond maps
I was destined to arrive here eventually
Fields of dreams tucked in beds under
I’m a fulfilled spirit walking amongst
wishes and prayers
Under a star filed blanket I pause to reflect the
History taught me about time and place
Nature slipped my place through time
I understand divinity is destiny
A first blush these aren’t the ruins you go to visit. Actually this is what find look like before they are cleaned up and repaired and signed. The rock outlines and fences spread out across 4 acres here. There are changes in styles of rooms and positioning with other rooms. Over four hundred years people lived here. They used rocks as foundations and covered them with branches or skins and wooden frames.
In the picture above, the sapling pine sits where a door was. There is an oval ring where a house stood about 1150 AD toward the end of their stay here.
It’s on the Houston Mesa Rd off of North Arizona 87. There’s a weird feeling to the place. You could spend more time here than you realize.
Just like Robin Hood, Gaspard de Besse robbed from the rich (who detested him) and gave to the poor (who adored him). But while Robin Hood’s roots are shrouded in mystery, there’s no doubt about the identity of our French outlaw.
Gaspard Bouis, later known as Gaspard de Besse, was born February 9, 1757 in Besse-sur-Issole, a small village in the Var region of southern France. His father died one year later, and Gaspard was placed in the care of the local priest. The priest assumed Gaspard would follow his footsteps into a religious life and made sure he had a proper education.
However, Gaspard was a charming, handsome smooth-talker who wasn’t suited to the priestly way of life. At the age of seventeen, he left the small town of Besse and went to Toulon for a taste of the city. It’s in Toulon that he began his…
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The embodiment of profound
Obfuscation of the message
Panacea to common sense
You unite in dividing
Noble scarecrows bow
Highness of sorts, never reached
Your dias commands quite a view
Reality may never see it that way
Their loss and suffering of ignorance
If you could impart your ways again
We are dying to hear the cure of our ills
Only one can dance us to the edge
Into yonder Valley lies paradise
Or is it our grave.
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A writing lesson speaking to the sad truth, it’s not what you want the story to be but what the reader makes of it!
There a circus touring the United States! It’s the end of the Primary season. We have that sparkling fall full of Clinton versus Trump sound bites. But what if I told you why the Capital is so quiet. There was a time when the American economy tanked because the banks that hold our money gambled with what they didn’t have.
There is a gentleman in Texas named Representative Jeb Hensarling. He sees your bank is held back from offering you more products for your money. The problem is the same bank that feels you need to have a down payment for a house, car, any other use for their money, the same bank doesn’t feel they should be held to that standard. The threshold Frank-Dodd Wall Street Reform and Consumer Protection Act is the banks with more than $50 billion must have hard assets to cover $5 billion or 10% of their investments.
Let’s go back to the house analogy. If you don’t have enough credit, down payment, or money the bank says no. You may have to take on extra fees called PMI (principal mortgage insurance). The large bank that gives you .5% interest on your premium checking, can’t offer better services if they have the same level of investment you need for a house. That rate is common where I live. The prospective is inflation has stayed between 2-3%. You have lost money with them already. You lost money when the largest bank collapsed and your tax money bailed them out. The Executives never missed a bonus, lack of money never means breaking contracts with their
employees Customers executives.
But the point was the economy is dependent on credit. Credit builds businesses. Easy credit means easy, quick growth can happen. Wrap it in the flag people! Raise it high on Flag Day. Let’s all sing “Glory, glory, hallelujah!!” We have allowed the nation to grow by getting rid of extra, wasteful legislation.
Sorry, we have been playing with Trickle Down Economics for 35 years! Their are less jobs that produce durable goods (things we can sell). Their are greater debt to college students because we have increased education through tax cuts. Their are greater CEO salaries and bonuses going to fewer executives as mergers have made mega companies. The banks are worried about money invest. It won’t lower your interest rates! It won’t create any more full time jobs than it has created the last time legislation was passed!
If you like your bank needing to play by the same rules as you have to, then read about the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau. It was created to observe the banks large enough “not to fail” actually cover their assets. Read about Frank Dodd act. Call, email, tweet, text your local representative, if you are in US. Tell them where you are on this. They actually pay people to listen to you. Money talks in donors. But their voter contacts are limited. You represent several hundred others when you contact them.
Take back your country, it is yours.
Mark stepping off the soapbox for now. Time for happy reflections