All Night Vigil

Well here we are again.  New Year's Eve. 2019.  Time to celebrate an end and a beginning.
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On the eve of an event, vigils were begun.  They were church related observations to pray and meditate in preparation for the holy day.  In other words, they expelled darkness and welcomed Light.  They watched for evil and countered it with good.

Vigils vary as to purpose at hand.  They also might be different in length.

Originally they were all night for protection.  It's like riding a storm til it passes.

In mostly modern times, it's probably just a church service.  People might go to their homes and continue.  There are just not many who do an allnighter.

What I hope lingers amidst the revelry is to see to the safety of all.  This is on all levels and doesn't detract from the fun  In fact, it enhances life.

Safety?  Personal, social, national usw.  Springboard for Liberty and thus the exposure of tyranny.

Hey, have fun.  With fun comes responsibility -s-.

Anon

I've gotten my share of anonymous comments here.  Most of them are spam.  I wish I had more time for honest discussion but most of the time I leave my posts in hope that people take a little food for thought and go about Freedom on their own.

There are safety reasons also for anonymity.  The Founders often used pseudonyms when publishing and organizing resistance to British rule.  Secret societies as it were.  Hanging together or separately comes to mind.  There are reasons for them and yes, there are both good and bad.  Vis a vis French Resistance vs Gestapo.  Open secrets?

Anon is a two sided coin.  It is either for safety from those who destroy or it is used by craven cowards who seek to destroy the Republic.

Don't be shy.  Be careful.

Relevant

Collectivists love their pet words.  They often steal them and subvert their meanings.  Whether it's resistance to liberal, these devious creatures twist definitions to their own perverted ends.  So it is with relevant.

Relevant implies a traceable, significant, logical connection.  For the Liberty minded, the Constitution and Bill of Rights are relevant to proclaiming Freedom.  Logical.  Makes sense.  The opposite of collectivist bilge.

And the door swings back as the collectivists see the aforementioned document and our Republic as refuse.  They still wish to install communism, claiming this time it would be perfected.  They defy logic.  And they appeal solely to emotion. And there is no balance of head and heart.

There twisted logic has given way to the use of relevant to promote sjw/woke claptrap masquerading as entertainment.

Now I'm all for messages in the ravioli.  We can best present Freedom  in comedy and sci-fi, for they are easier to see than dry history.  Well and unless something can be as forthright as, say, Texas Rising for example

What the enemy of Liberty does is attempt to beat us into submission with leftist versions of anything we hold dear.  Or they just love to supplant and rewrite our history and social interaction.

They seek order from chaos.  

We seek honesty and balance.

What's relevant to you?

2 Stores.

I don't hate chain stores.  It depends on the chain and the people in each store.

I do love independent stores or 'mom and pops'.  There is a somewhat growing market for such.

This time round, I'm just making a simple observation about two stores.

One store is on the north side.  It is grander but follows a similar pattern to other outlets.

The other is southside and follows the design of the original stores.  It's large and just a shade plainer.

Demographics have nothing to do with this.  It's just a feeling.

I don't rely solely on feelings, I need to balance them with facts.  But, impressions pave the way to understanding.

It's simply less frenetic and more laid back down south.

They are both well off areas.  They even have private airports nearby, fwiw.  It's not that.  And I'm glad people can reap the fruits of their labors.  I just like laid back over frenetic.

Make of it what you will.

Also, the southern store is quite like the eastside store that was summarily shut down for 'business reasons' and where we shopped for years.

And, at checkout the other day, they played 'Duel of the Fates' from The Phantom Menace.

Gallantry

Not amorous pursuit, though that's ok too.  Let your conscience be your guide.

I'm thinking of spirited and conspicuous bravery.

It might be big or small.  It could be wartime bravery such as Audie Murphy or Desmond Doss.  It could be exposing child rape rings and prosecuting them then rescuing kids.  Or it could be spending a dying dog's last painful minutes in a street till help comes.

Healing might consist of a smile or surgery.  Healthy alternatives in the face of illness or other choices come to mind.

It can be simple politeness and courtesy.  Or it might be making sure others are treated fairly.  It is standing up for what is right.

It is proclaiming Liberty and ensuring it lasts amongst us.  It is stopping a threat to Freedom.

Our enemies are craven cowards and liars who cheat and steal.  It is the direct opposite of what we, I hope, should be doing.

There is nothing wrong with looking good.  But we must not become dandies obsessed with appearance.  We must delve much deeper than that.

Knights were rough men.  They did take care of their armor so it would last to help protect them, so it might shine.  They would enter the fray for the sake of others and to defend themselves.

There is no easy way to Freedom.

Perhaps what the First Lady has proposed is appropriate to finish this post.

Be Best.

That is the core of gallantry.

10 Thou

No. It will take considerably more to finance Heart in the City.  That's the movie dedicated to Ruthann Popcheff and Victim Assistance.  I'm referring to something Patrick McGoohan said to me.

When I first met him, he cautioned me that there were thousands, tens of thousands in LA alone, many of whom were/are quite talented.  Many/most will not get noticed/considered.  An Irishman wished me luck and later was an advisor re writing in particular.

I stood the test, both his and the odds.  There are ways and other ways, all decent not dark, to not just get noticed but to get considered and to sell/publish.

Success can be relative and that's not excuse.  And whatever you pursue, it is content of character that's integral.  And THAT'S not cliché.  It's simple truth.

There are avenues for some to come forth.  You don't have to sell your soul.  Honest.  There are good people/people of Light even in Hollywood.

It's not easy. It can be grueling.  But what do you want?  And how bad do you want it?

Develop an instinct for who what where works.  That I leave to you.

And to broader or even more specific methods, well same thing.

Out of how many billions will you reach?  Message and method.  From one to another.  And another and another.

As Pat said I wish you luck.

If

It's a big word.

Was reminded of part of my past today.  In my child days neighborhood.  We had dinner with my daughter's roommate's family.  I talked about growing up round there and some of my experiences as a Lutheran student minister.

If I had zigged when zagged comes to mind.  But I had a fulfilling time serving others as a student minister.  No regrets as they say.  I've mentioned some of the circumstances re that time.  I'll tackle it again later.  But my time was well spent and I'm glad I could help in this storm of life.

There continue to be, even as I write, of memories from my childhood.  Good things pour forth.  The bad are there but they didn't predominate.  The good is stronger.  Light overcomes dark.  Yes we get through valleys to shine at the mountaintop.

Most importantly, we talked to our deployed son.  What a joy and love and good memories came forth.  It is also his birthday.  He is indeed a man, not just chronologically, but internally.

When I was a kid we had a maiden Great Aunt who treated us like her own kids.  She visited and spent birthdays and holidays with us.

Every year she would send heartfelt cards.  For my 21st, she sent me a card proclaiming me as a man.  Still had a lot to learn though lol.  It included the poem 'If' by Rudyard Kipling.

I'm leaving this post with those words.  Thanks to all of you who care about Freedom 

If

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Mind Prison

It's worse than mountains out of molehills. The worst enemy can be ourselves.  To be so manipulated to talk oneself out of something is horrific.

There are great odds, we are told of failing some project.  Speaking out is dangerous we are told.  Censure and even doxing may await us.  Oh and if you are exposed, spotlight the world!  And remember karma.

Protect yourself.  Assure that people cannot get to you.  And have a redoubt.  It is indeed war between god and evil.  Battles are won and lost.

Listen to your inner voice.  Don't buy into failure, for if you don't attempt, make an effort, then you will forever be a prisoner of doubt.  What ifs will haunt you as you pull the covers over your head and never achieve anything, save failure to act.

There is a reverse side.  Some intend harm, do evil.  They often start small then metasticize.  Interestingly, with no limits, there is little that stops them internally.  Externally is another matter.  Be among those resolved to stop a threat.

And lest we forget, many do something for which they are ashamed, then stop, only to revert after a while.  It is incumbent for these to heed any warnings that come.  That kind of reticence can save them.

Prisoners of own device and checking out but never leaving.  Sums up the prison the mind can become.

It's never too late til it is.

Breakout.

Boomers

Everytime I happen on a zombie show, I check out the scenario.  This includes guns and how they're used, naturally.  Most Hollywood stuff has slashing bashing gore as well as enough gunfire for a war.  I suppose if zombies happened there would be some nasty encounters.  In a show, a narrative is pushed.

There is always some kind of message.  Sometimes it's leftist and other times it can be Freedom minded even still.  Usually it's bleak in the apocalyptic shows.

If it really happened, zombies would be quickly dispatched.  Perhaps even with some epidemic, there would be lots of people who would know what to do.

Of course, in all the walking corpses stories, nobody has any idea what's happening.  They halt and falter, including not even figuring out that shooting them in the head drops them, well usually.  There are a few where nothing stops them short of nuclear.  Catastrophe is the name of the game.

If I'm interested, I pick through the usual collectivist miasma and check out all the elements of a show, including writing, acting sets, production values etc.  It's just the artist in me -s-.

Now, as far as the usually desperate tone in most shows, well that pushes the narrative.  So be it.  I might even stick around to see how they paint themselves into corners and how they get out.  I happen to do that in my novels.  It stretches my mind lol.

I'm just saying in reality, there are a lot of people who would know what to do.

So, prepare for the unexpected.  Our reality is spookier than fiction.

And Happy Halloween!

Face your fears

Creativity.

I told John Rhys-Davies I am a writer.  He good naturedly made a gesture and said, ''scribble scribble''.  One creative artist to another, we had a great visit.  He is one of those Freedom minded artists I admire.

With its Leftist bent, the Industry is making it increasingly harder to be Freedom minded.  That's putting it mildly.  I've previously discussed this and its surroundings, but this affects me directly.

The preponderance of entertainment material is overwhelmingly leftist.  Many conservative etc people are censured aka no work.  It depends but a lot of artists just shut up in order to work.

This is of course, the reason fans have been turned off.  Even some liberals have had enough 'politics'.   Instead of a free flow, collectivist thinking, which leads to bland, unexciting work, is sought.  Writers rooms are full of people who don't care about show history and forge leftist gobbledygook, making characters and situations unrecognizable.

How can someone survive and thrive as a conservative?  Very carefully.  Even established folks ford upstream (or against the wind -s-).  Naturally there are a few who have the resources to get their stories told.  But many struggle.

Many of us have our creativity/intelligence insulted every day.  We just consider the source.

I won't reveal how I'm faring and what method I am using to sell.  Let's just say it's part of my creativity.

I can tell you all my artistic skills are at work.  And I love writing novels because I can play all the parts -s-.

There are many stories to be told that are full of heart and inspiration.

Fans.

I don't watch TV anymore.  I rarely see a movie.  If something interests me, I wait and get series at the end of a season or a flick when available on disc.  I avoid the sea of commercials and can watch as many eps as I like.  It's more than that.

It started with performance time being gobbled up.  Used to be that a half hour or hour were almost that.  Few commercials interfered and a complete story could be told in just under 30 minutes.  Now an 'hour' show is barely 40 minutes.  Sheesh.  But time isn't the worst part.

I'm always aware of a message in the ravioli.  Might be adventure, cop procedural, even comedy or sci-fi.  Doesn't matter.  I'm always on the lookout for little things.  For instance, might be an otherwise good show, but the antigun vibe pulses.  I've overlooked it before, but as of late it's increasingly unpalatable.  In historical dramas, I look for accuracy, however moreso for the spirit of the message.  Those are simple examples.  There are so many and I trust you have to judge for yourselves.

Most shameful of all, the past is being erased.  This is both historical and within the realm of shows themselves.

There are literally total rewrites of old shows and even new, revising already collectivist/Cultural Marxist pablum/lies.  Reboots of reboots.  This allows further manipulation and draws people, particularly kids, further away from origin/truth.

Disdain for fandom is rampant.  The people who spent hard earned money are being abused ignored betrayed with the woke/commie revision.  Some in Hollywood are very egocentric to say the least.  I eschew them and gravitate to decent Freedom loving folks.  BTW the disdain extend to crews as well.

Some studios are erasing the past by restricting classic work.

If you care, boycott the clappy trappy churned out today.  Buy DVDs etc and store them.  Become preservationists of decent Freedom minded work.  And work that is not leftist counts as well.

I'll do my part to make some inroad for not just a past, but a restored future.

God bless the Fans!

Wakey Wakey

One of the trendy leftist terms is woke.  It's meant to illustrate that a person is accepting of all that leftists fault.  Please look them up yourself.  I won't waste time and become nauseated repeating them.

Suffice it to say the goal is to completely upset/subvert all that makes us unique as a Republic.  It's what makes people human.

To be woke in the leftist sense means being delusional.  The collectivist ignore the truth in favor of wrecking the Republic, all for hatred of the President.  And more.  It is truly subversion.  The old collectivist tactic is to attack the truth with lies and half truths and to project their crimes on their enemies.  It is absolutely hellish.

It's about dominance.  Control.  There is no broken record when it comes to this.  Absolute gov interference in all aspects of life is the goal.constant.

Please, wake up to the fact that woke is brainwashing.

To be awake is glorious.

Forgetting Voices

Cast upon the wind.  What's left?

I remember family and friends.  How could I forget my Dad and GreatGrandmother among so many others?  Such forces for Light are simply unforgettable.

On the opposite end, I remember those who had a deleterious even downright hostile attitude toward me.

As for voices, they do fade.  As for the title expression, it can be like some black hole, which can blot out one thing then another.

I replay people's voices.  I remember tone and cadence etc.  Again such dynamic people simply inspire it.

I got a little reel to reel recorder one Christmas.  I remember piquantly recording Dad saying, ''Merry Christmas everyone''.  Wish I still had it.  But I remember him saying it.  Major memory.

I can still hear Grandma (GreatGrandma Hiland say, ''Mike it's who you are not what you are''.

Of course there are the negatives.  I will not give them names here.  Suffice it to say they had profound impressions on me.  Keep in mind, they do not sour me.  I do not live in hatred.  I remember what NOT to be.

Among other things, I'm a voice actor.  I love to imitate noted people, friends and family.

So what's left?  Those impressions.  I am who I am and my personal history replays.

As for me, what's left would be the kids carrying on.

All our yesterdays coalesce.

Dress Code

Clothes make the man? You can't tell a book by its cover.

I've worn off the rack stuff as well as tailored.  I've collected a lot of second hand clothes too.  There are great bargains around.

I've worn suits and sweats, formal and informal, new and old.

Certain clothes seem to code what one does.  Sure, jeans and t-shirts might be a plumber or painter.  Usually painters get some paint on there clothes.  Not sloppy, just hazard of the profession lol.

Overalls may be factory or mechanics.

Suits are anything from office to politics to sales.

That's the apparent intention.  But, as said, books and covers can be divergent.

Now, I'm all for dressing up.  I've done it quite a lot.  But I'm also for dressing down.  I'm just as happy in shorts and t-shirts or beat up sweats round the house.  Comfort.

Impressions are funny attitudes.  One might expect business to be conducted in a suit.  Maybe.  Depends.   On what you do and how/why you do it.

I've managed to do business without ties.  At a church interview, I made that comment.  It was in passing and did not reflect on anyone else.

One of the interviewers immediately got angry.  He said HE wore a tie every day.  Wow!  I answered fine.  My work allowed the opposite.  He was actually hostile from then on.  So much for brotherly love huh?

Obviously, when it comes to clothes, we see what and how people actually are.  The cover doesn't match the book always.

No matter who, look at the eyes.  They are indeed the windows of the soul.  And look for results.  Words can betray.

And remember what my GreatGrandma said.  ''Mike, it's who you are, not what you are.''

Results

I've spoken of such several times.

We can talk til the moon changes to green cheese about how JFK or the Towers happened.  And we should.  It is NOT conspiracy THEORY.  That is a deflective term instituted by the company to make legitimate inquiries into these affairs seem twonky/questionable.  Obstacles.

In fact, such outre meanderings that one can imagine proliferate and further deflect from what has occurred.  What are the results?

Confusion, distrust, and institution of antifreedom/anticonstitutional measures that are working to destroy the Republic and press upon us collectivism/control.

Make no mistake, the goal is control.  Total control.

I had a prof who was a translator at Nuremberg.  She was brilliant and very much cherished Freedom

I asked her about the east and west, which at the time was the way of things.

She told me that there are always people who prefer to be told what to do.  Whether conditioned or not, though that is the traditional way of collectivism, it is their reality.

So be it.  Get out of the way.  Called Tories, Loyalists, collectivists, liberals (stolen) etal, they are going to find that a Constitutional Republic will not tolerate such folly.  Much longer.

Savage, horrid as some events might be, we must meet them head on.  Freedom is not free.

Liberty is a shock in itself.  What the collectivists do is use violence/unbalance to attempt to unhinge the country.

Our saving grace is the reality that we weather the storm.  Look to the Founders.  Imperfect folks, they knew what would come.  They stayed the course.

Yes, our Freedoms are being ecked away.

Yes, they are being Restored.

The meaning of 'woke' is  instrumental.  It's not the pablum the collectivists attempt to shove down our throats.  It is becoming aware of the fact they have been shifting us away from what is right/correct to left/downward.

Results are up in the air.  The psycho dance continues and we must shatter the illusion.

An attack is just that.  Hard/soft, direct/indirect is still the same.

Results will rebound, with , or . or any piquant expressions.

Counter.

Headliners

Plenty of those aka distractions these days.  Little credit or reason.  Just hope minds are on hold.

The collectivists thrive on emotion/reaction.  Less thought, led around.  They hope we are headliners.

I get several news sources delivered daily.  I can speed read, but even that precludes reading everything.  I peruse headlines and choose according to current events.  I supplement that with various live/taped news sources.  But I look and choose, even filing some for later viewing.

The problem is when people just glance over headlines and form opinions in a slapdash manner.  Our enemies want us to stay on the surface.  Digging leads to turning up uncomfortable things for them.  Such as how they lie, cheat, steal.  And yes, thinking for ourselves.

One needn't speed read to get the lowdown of current events.  It merely takes effort.  That's true for anything worthwhile.

Now we know leftists don't like to be confused with facts.  Supply yourselves with same.  And if they demand cites, well depends but I rarely give them.  I demand they find out for themselves.  The socalled entitled need to learn they are not and we are not their servants.

Be yourselves.  Don't go off half cocked like collectivists.  Balance your heads and hearts.

Don't need to intentionally irritate them.  The facts handle that.

We can be headliners aka making a difference.  Read, talk, discuss, stand up.

Meds

Small word.  Big meaning.

Health or dependence.  Profit and loss.  There has to be a balance.

We've come a long way healthwise.  However, overmedication leads to big profits.  No cure just 'prevention'.

I know personally how modern medicine has helped me.  I've recovered quickly and not been the worse for wear.  Otherwise there could be more suffering.  But it is a two sided coin.

What if some things are misprescribed or excessively so?  What causes this?

What I'm getting at is medical science deals in objective facts.  Now, there are more holistic medicos thankfully.  But often certain personal factors are left out.

People, honest with themselves, know their bodies.  They should openly confer with honest doctors/nurses and come to conclusions.  Of course, that can be fluid, can change, adjust.

I'm not talking delusion.  I'm talking a whole health approach involving diet, exercise, supplements and med when needed.

Big pharma pushes perks for prescribers and the fall back is medicate.  As said, sometimes increase is the ticket.

It's easy NOT to do things.  It's simple to just let go, get sedentary and rely on more meds.

Conversely some medicos just respond.

Balance is what I'm ultimately driving at.  Possibilities.  Alternatives.

Chances.

Fall Cleaning.

Time to tidy up.

Yet again I need to clean my desk/bed.  And people all over are excavating, having yard sales and keeping dumps/recycle centers busy.

Cleaner is a curious term when it comes to politics, intelligence.  It even extends its oddity to show biz and anywhere socalled prominent people err.

Let's say a given politician, agent, celebrity etal, commits a crime.  It can be fixed by fixers or cleaners.  They eliminate inquiry by obfuscation, intimidation and elimination.  They minimalize and divert with some outlandish act.

You see it everywhere and unless you are sheeplike, you see through it.

I constantly remind people to dig, discover, examine everything.  Grain of salt comes to mind.  And DO NOT be part of ANY cult of personality.  All must be scrutinized.

Could coverup swing the other way?  Might we keep some things secret/classified for our protection from assault, invasion etc?

What do you think?

Ducks in a row.  Timing.  Disclosure.  From actual national security re Freedom to even the 'secrets of the universe'.

True cleaning exposes the darkness/lies.  It restores clean open government and even moreso decency.

The trick, as it were, is not to become like our enemies.  In war, we fight.

Fight right.

Come clean.

Turnabout Dance

In high school a turnabout dance, called by some Sadie Hawkins Day, was a school dance where the girls asked the boys out.

Nope this isn't about trans etc.  Topic for another time.

Personally, I don't mind if a woman asks me out.  A compliment lol.

I don't dance.  But I have been asked to do so several times in the past when out and about.  I managed to stumble through and not step on toes.

Maybe the right woman inspires one to dance and vice versa -s-.

Be careful of what's asked of you.  Know what you are getting into.  Don't get talked into anything.  Think for yourself.

Know the difference between public and private.

Know the difference between projection and truth.

Partner with the right people, there will be a turnabout.

Savile

It's well known child rapists are for all intents and purposes, everywhere.  They are from all walks of life.  This includes doctors and lawyers.

I'm thinking of a particular case where a girl was victimized by a doctor.  Thinking she could tell, she confided in a lawyer.  He also raped her.  This girl had a rough row to hoe.  Her faith in adults and in this case, men were shattered.  She finally got help from a therapist who truly cared.  We know him.

I say the above because we must learn to associate with people who are actually helping.  There are good guys.

Some are subtle.  Others stick out like a sore thumb.  And many of them associate.  The old 'they stick together' is actually quite true.  Oh, there are loners.  But the cabals are legion.  And those who deny that are enablers.  I've called to the carpet someone who supposedly was helping kids.  Perhaps some, but he denied the cabals existed.  His very methods exuded Alinskyan tactics.  I was n't the only one to do so.  However, some people with notoriety survive.  And, as said, they may do some good work.

How despicable are collectivists to use child rape and rescuing kids as a gateway to institute collectivists' goals.

OTOH good people get lost in the shuffle.  This has to do with msm downplaying rescue and indictment of rapists for either leftist reasons, that they are also child rapists or both.

Search for the truth.  Vet everyone.  You'll find the real deal out there.  The president through ICE etal are among them.

I rarely mention the names of perps, for obvious reasons.  We will not reverse glorify them.  In this title's case, I make an exception.

This skank's evil shouts for itself.  The network involved is lengthy and entwined.

Betrayal of trust is always endemic.  Using position including adult status is pure evil.  It betrays those around the kids as well.

It's all I'm gonna say re him.  Look for the sordid history and know our enemies.

The child rapists are cunning.  In show biz, it amounts to the mystique of fame and fortune.  They appeal to the dream of breaking into the biz.  Asperations of parents as well as the kids are exploited.

And as always the evil ones have the veneer of helping others.  The price is horrendous.

Not only nurture the kids, but also those who help them.

As said some are sore thumbs.  Most, like a rancid iceberg, lurk below.

Perhaps most of all, do not fear.  love and care for the kids.

Don't witch hunt and cast false aspersions.

Find like minded folks who save and protect kids, even in show biz.  There are many.

And many hands make Light work.

Apathy

Apathy is a major contributor to dementia/Alzheimers.  Literally doing nothing, especially physical activity, atrophies muscle.  Also, thinking, analysis, self determination shrink.

Unfortunately, as people get older, they slow down.  As a result, they wither away.

I've seen therapists motivating folks, getting them to move, even minimally at socalled 'rest homes'.  That at least is good.  To inspire people to do so on their own is the goal.

I suggest being an inspiration to others.  If you do it, then reach out and get your peers to join in.

I look around and see so many with noses buried in pcs, phones with internet access and other devices.  They are often oblivious to their surroundings.  Physical fitness and critical thinking suffer.

A soft society, without motivation, is easier to control.

I just can't bring or not as it were, myself to do nothing.  And sure to do nothing is doing something.  Only to stop stagnating is that correct.

Now, I have at times slowed down.  Maybe I've been ill or distracted.  And the older we get, the easier to get flabby.

Put a stop to that, if you are caught in a revolving door of apathy.

Exercise your bodies and minds.  Workout.  You don't have to be Arnold nor anyone else.  Find out what works for you.  Read.  Think.  Walk.  Get up from bed/desk and stretch, deep bend, punch, flex neck and grip.  Then do mind puzzles, walk and read or exercise then sit and analyze.

Watch what's going on.  Get involved, however you may.  Write a blog, letters, communicate.

Learn not to rely on electronics.  If you remember what it was like before the internet, share that with others who don't.

We cannot be stopped unless we surrender.

Don't give up.

We win if we are fit.

Battle Hymn

I learned the Battle Hymn of the Republic in grade school.  It was part of history/cultural education which of course was much more open and inclusive.  We learned Dixie too.

Now everything is polarized and marginalized etc in the matrix of Cultural Marxism.  There is no impartiality.

Salute to America was one of the most beautiful gestures and wonderful artistic/symbolic expressions I've ever seen celebrating the Republic.  No wonder the collectivists hated it.  Study Alinsky's Rules For Radicals to see how people are accused of what opponents are guilty.  It's the old finger pointing  Same ref to rats and cities.

The whole event was popular and was well attended.  It was spectacular.  It was also a warning.

The collectivists are threatening violent revolution.  Our President promises in gesture, to combat that, on all levels.  All of what happened celebration wise has been done before.  And this time it was an assurance we won't let the collectivists destroy the Republic.

It was an exorcism of sorts, refuting and casting out the evils of collectivism.

The celebrants were sociable, downright loving.  And they/we are determined to Restore the Republic.  And that from the most fundamental in the home, on the street places to the halls of representative government.  Power to the people.

And that tune, sung while the POTUS and FLOTUS responded emotionally, stirred us all.  Melania teared up and breathed deeply.  The President maintained himself but it was a struggle.  He sniffled and batted his eyes as he pursed his lips.  The pair were thrilled as the Blue Angels flew over.  The look of love and pride for country were palpable.

He hath sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat.  So be it.  Into the fray.  Til victory.

Allies

No man is an island.  Ok women too lol.  Noone does everything alone.

William Wallace united many clansmen.  The Founders in spite of differences united to defeat the forces of King George III.  Many united to defeat tyranny in WWII.  We must unite now to restore the Republic.

There are often leaders as mentioned above.  Without incentive, ideas, nothing happens.  But it is people united that cause the effect.

The leftists know this.  They have their useful idiots, true believers, string pullers and the shadow dwellers.  Without them, the nightmare of total control would perish.

We who work to spread Liberty are different though.  Working together, we don't exploit, we are individuals who have differences.  But we have a common goal of Freedom, self thinking and determination.  That makes us triumphant.  IF we unite.

In the hood, we have neighborhood cats.  They are not actually pets, however some feed them.  They are instrumental in keeping the rat and mice population down.  There is a creek nearby, which is a gathering spot for vermin when not cleaned., when unchecked.

A crazy woman had moved into a rental across the street.  She poisoned a number of cats.  The rat and mouse numbers grew and became a significant problem.  It was a war.

The woman moved, having been discovered as the perp, but never legally punished.  Karma took a hand.

The cat population again increased.  Along with owls, hawks, falcons and some snakes, they quickly withered down the vermin.  Case in point.

In the human realm, let us do likewise.

Many different folks.  To clean out vermin and preserve Freedom, Allies.

Ratted Out

For so long we defended our hood from criminals and attendant decline.

It has now become a 'gentrified' place.  It's nice to see folks walking their dogs and families strolling with babies.  And yes it is mixed, not pearly white.  Everyone but Orientals seems to be represented.

The cleanup has included four legged and multilegged vermin as well as two legged.

Poorly governed areas, mainly collectivist, are pockets of literal disease and poverty.  Recently such filth has come into view in blue cities/sates.  Literal mounds of trash and attendant vermin are overrunning places.  All these areas are overseen by politicians who look to their own welfare at the expense of the people.  They have usually been in office far too long.  I hope they will be brought to book.  It will take constant exposure and not just demands for improvement, but for the people to take the task in hand.

When I came here, there was an insect and mouse infestation problem.  Bit by bit, we spearheaded getting rid and cleaning things up.

Now, there were other folks here who were clean literally and decent.  They too sought to improve the decline.

One of the problems was rental property.  There were many absentee landlords and either didn't care or they were drug dealers seeking to plant their weeds of crime..

We rooted many out, including a few child rapists.  With the help of good police and conscientious others, we cleaned it out.  Along with that went the other vermin.

We had threats and a few attempts on us.  Yet, we stood firm and managed to give our kids a place where they grew up into decent Freedom minded people.  It's too easy to cut and run.

We never asked for recognition nor accolades.  All we wanted was for the hood to rebecome a clean decent place for all.  And that takes the doing of all of us.

As people increasingly get fed up with governmental negligence, we must speak out and up.

A great part of the problem is the collectivist tenet that 'worse is better'.  It's an old Leninist method to ensure the control of dictators.  Empty promises with some pie in the sky hope over the horizon.

A Constitutional Republic doesn't allow for that.  We seek solutions and that entails everyone getting involved.  We must also inspire a sense of responsibility so that it is done.

A major move forward will be to stop the entitlement for illegals. And for the homeless, including many vets, to receive the help they need.

People can be given real chances to live for themselves, their hoods, cities and so forth.

Ruthie has plans for that to happen in Indianapolis before we follow in the fetid footsteps of Baltimore, LA, Chicago etc.

I'll be talking about this soon.

Let's rat out the criminals on the streets and in government.

Time for Liberty to rise!

Endings.

Nooooo.  I'm NOT ending.  At least til I'm called Home.  This could be as broad and esoteric as you like.

Like the painting in Spock's quarters depicting Adam and Eve being expelled from Eden.  When asked, he explained that with all endings are beginnings.

I'm tempted at times to just stick . and leave it at the lol.  I, most of all, extolling Freedom, proclaim free will ie, thinking for oneself.  How dangerous.  Risky.

There is no end.  Collectivists like to define endings.  They try to bully us into believing that they have all the answers.  They do not.  And their insecurity drives them to control, because they lack self.  The nature of hell.

There are endings, however.  That comes when we bid adieu to collectivism.

It's not order out of chaos.  It is taking command of ourselves.

We face their threats, we fight fear.

Ending lies.

Forever truths.

Plunge.

What we've been doing as we clear out the pipes under the house.  All jokes aside re poop, we have had more than our share.  And I assure you we have done jobs that supposedly Americans won't do lol.

Perhaps clearing sewage is an apt analogy for our Republic's condition these days.  And we must not be reticent literally scooping out sludge.  This leads to the further definition of plunge.  That is, to go for it.

There may come a time when we give all, such as Bunker Hill, the Alamo or even way before at the Hot Gates.  Doomed, one must wade into it.  One must fight.

Of course, we might not come to that dire exigency.  But perhaps we inch toward it every time we encounter tyranny.  Mildly or severely, we meet the test.  We may seem almost diametrically opposed, but when it comes to it, we are all in this together.  Look at the Founders.  They certainly were at odds.  Yet they started what we must continue.  I call it in for a penny, in for a pounding lol.

There are stultifying attacks on humanity.  They can literally be breath taking.  These may be nips, gouges, cut or scoring.  So resolve to face it.

It might be body mind spirit.  But the psyche, ie, that gift of God, can and will strengthen you.  Whether it's battle as spoken before, or battle elsewhere, we must resolve to plunge in.

I could go on.  But I prefer to tell you to face and attack the attackers.

Clean it up.

Plunge.

The Lost

Instead of souls, collectivists usw, let us speak of things.

There was a series of Harveytoon cartoons in the 50s, I recall, that featured a talking fish called Red Lantern.  He led two kids, a boy and girl, to the undersea 'land of lost things'.  They found and experienced  some kind of reconciliation with lost articles, which have formed their own community.

Ok, bear with me lest you think I've gone round the bend lol.  Symbolism is rampant in cartoons.  They are literally moving pictures.  And you can ascribe what you like.

IOW I am not going to do an in depth analysis of this stuff.  I'll leave that to you to find out.

It just seemed an amusing intro to the fact we acquire things, lose things and mostly add and subtract all our lives.

They come and go.  From watches to photos, we accumulate material goods.

Someone's GreatGrandmother had shoeboxes full of greeting cards, which she had acquired for decades.  That she lived over 100, it was a considerable collection.  They were paper expressions of love and devotion from many family, friends and others she touched.  What became of them is a mystery.

The same can be said of all, all of her possessions.

How could someone, quite old and a property owner, not have a thing materially at their death?

Could people be so covetous that they grab everything someone has and hope no one notices?

How frail these people are, to put such interest in all someone has.  Not just property, bank accounts etc, but everything down to utensils and yes, greeting cards.

Now, some people lose all things material through natural disaster.  They have to go on, as do we all, when we suffer loss.

The things lost most likely have significance only to them and a limited circle.  Yet, we can sympathize, even empathize concerning loss.  Most of us have suffered.

The loss most sad, most piquant, is the loss of a person.  I'd go as far as to say pets too.

Wherever there are relationships, when loss occurs, we grieve.

Then we have a choice.  We stay locked in or go on.

Life demands, gently or roughly, that we continue.  We are made to not just survive, but thrive.  Victorious.

I carry the loss of some 'things' and moreso, those friend, family, associates gone before.

Then again things are things yet life goes on.  That's not cruel.  For death is transition and love never dies.

The lost are found.

Mind Games

Almost ignored by some, nearly as much as spirit, is the psychological aspect to politics and life in general.  They are the mind games played especially by collectivists.

The object is to devalue individuals and groups.  The method is to isolate, depress and discourage.

Let them try.

For instance, a young fella overcame a terrible divorce where his child was taken away.  He was self reliant and also counseled at risk folks.

A leftist took over as head of mental health org.  She castigated him for taking time for himself.

He expressed confidence and joy.

She called it being flip/

It was the arrogance of ignorance and the ignorance of arrogance.

They don't care.  The job is to destroy all but their stilted way.

Another certain guy was a student minister.  He preached in many of the church's pulpits.  He counseled and did everything but marry and bless communion.  A popular person, he served the people, not the organization.  That was his downfall.

A dictatorial bishop took over, in step with the collectivist agenda that consumed many church orgs.  Instead of shepherding shepherds, he demanded loyalty to the org, to himself.

He stripped the student of his pulpit supplying duties and all else.

Later, one of the kowtowing pastors told the young man that 'people in high places didn't want him to succeed'.

An actor in theater was blacklisted.  He dared to confront bullying mandarins of the local theater community.  The wife specialized in that.  The husband victimized boys and young men.  Too many were go along to get along.

So dare to speak up or stand out and get knocked down?  That is a risk.  But if you don't you'll cower in security, living at the pleasure of others.

Let the collectivists play mind games.  They are picking up a snake by the tail.  If you know what they are doing, then they might get bitten.

Collectivists are insecure and full of hate.  They seek compliance for a twisted dominance because they are jealous.  If they worsen conditions it gives power.  Misery loves company.

Sidestep them.  Uppercut them.  Don't let them lead.

Know yourself and know God cares.  If you don't believe, know nature's on your side.

If you live in hate, you poison yourself.

If you live in Liberty, you see clearly.  Don't be naive and watch your back.  No mind games, cut to the chase.

The Smooth

Our enemies aka collectivists, come in many packages.  And there are levels even a pecking order such as useful idiots, true believers, string pullers and those behind the scenes in the shadows.


Sometimes they take an interest in some of us.  There are the prominent, such as the banned of fb.  Anyone who speaks out against tyranny is fair game or unfair as it were.  There are those who make a blip on the screen.  It is invariably in opposition to the fallen.  Though, it might be something only 'they' understand or in association with others.


In the realm of espionage, there are those who are obvious.  There are indeed those who blend in.  There are those who are slick.  And there are those who are smooth.


Each person has a role and one may serve the other. 


It goes beyond east and west certainly.  And it goes even past globalist and nationalist.  It boils down to content of character.


The outre, the spiritual gets involved.  In such  a 'business', which is often invisible, the oldest war of all hides in plain sight.


My aim is to simply point out certain 'actors' in this drama.  If you are awake/aware, you should already have an inkling of the types involved.


If one is savvy, one can perceive the personality types who serve, shall we say, interests in this world.  The smooth are the convinced.


They are dutiful in their surveillance.  There is a static atmosphere around them.  They may merely watch or some might foment some kind of incident.  But they most certainly are not serving the Light.


There is a static air about them.  Oh, they move, talk and interact, but they are always aloof, as though they are above it all.  Pride?  Who do they serve?


If they don't serve the Light, well I'll leave it to you all to figure it out.


They instill a quiet fear, even paranoia and if they succeed, they compromise the certainty and sanity of others.


You might remember I've mentioned angels and spirits of Light.  And the same who are physically present.  The darkness has its counterparts.


The smooth are hard to put your finger on.  You may perceive them, however if confronted, they deny and might even infer you're nuts for explicitly exposing them.  Cat and mouse is the best way to explain this.


They appear soft and seamless, yet they are hard and dedicated. 


The 'trick', as it were, is not to be flummoxed by them.


Be resolute, watch your back and speak and live the truth of Liberty.


I guarantee that will flummox them.

Charmaine

It's the name of Deaf Smith's horse in the miniseries Texas Rising.   Can't find a ref to the real life Deaf but it might be accurate.  Sometimes details are dealt with accurately.  Some are placed for dramatic effect and some fictionalized to 'make the story move'.


Deaf was one of the Founders of Texas, active in the Revolution and after until his death.  He fought in the Texian Army then formed a Ranger Company.


They say he was patriotic and resolute, a man of few words.  He was a loving family man and chivalrous to a fault.  And yes, he was hearing impaired.


There are many tales of cowboys and their horses.  Loyalty, trust, love was and is shared with equine friends.  Before this, American Indian, Mongols, knights and many more experienced similar relationships.  And quite a lot of horsemen and women today share this bond.


Charmaine carried Deaf from the Alamo to Gonzalez to his home.  She was with him in battle as well.  They patrolled in the Ranger Company.  It's hard to explain that closeness, but the cowboy and the horse helped and lived for each other.


There is a scene in Texas Rising where Charmaine takes Deaf into the Battle of San Jacinto.  Deaf suffered from what appeared to be TB.


Overcome from the exertion of fighting, mixed with the dust and gunsmoke, Deaf weakened and partially collapsed.  He held onto Charmaine by reins and saddlehorn as she dragged him far enough away and he collapsed.


A while later, Deaf came to, still weak.  He spied Charmaine, patiently waiting nearby.  He whistled and she came to him.


Deaf praised her and sadly found a vicious leg wound.  This was a death sentence for a horse.  He cried and made her to lie down next to him.


Deaf sobbed and talked to Charmaine, thanking her for being such a good friend.  He cradled her head and reached for his saddlebag, producing a pistol.


Choking on his words, Deaf said he was so sorry.  He asked Charmaine to wait for him and he shot her, ending her suffering.


Later on he indeed died of his tuberculosis.


I can imagine Charmaine standing tall and Deaf mounting her, riding into the sun.


I cried watching and thought myself of the love and sacrifice we make for Freedom.


Just a vignette, a moment which pieces into the mosaic of our lives.


I wish Love Devotion and Liberty to us all.

Worse

Worse is better or the worse the better is attributed to Lenin in relation to the Bolshevik revolution and part of the blueprint for the collectivist worldwide revolution.


The idea is, as conditions grow worse, the workers, peasants etc will flock to communism.  Also, the state of flux/chaos maintains the power base for the leaders.  Very unegalitarian.


The masses are fueled with dire circumstances which the leaders promise will get better soon as their immediate goal is reached.  Then new crises and privations ensue and the leaders profit.  They may throw a few crumbs to the socalled proletariat but anyone who questions gets crushed.  Collectivism is seasoned with fear.  Of course, they are disarmed as seen all through history and they keep trying here.  Our Constitution and Bill of Rights are great hated stumbling blocks to them.


Currently, the collectivist attempts to destroy our Republic are a mixed bag.  Where socalled blue cities prevail, collectivist policies rot to the core.  The more failure the better to borrow Vlad's motto.  And they intend to make all the US in the diseased commie matrix.  Btw, when the colors for demo/repubs were established, red was the color for the demos.  It was quickly switched.  Too close to home lol.


All the negative things happening have done a number on US.  Yet we prevail, but only because we are willing to fight on all levels.  The attacks are multi level/purposed.  And we must not just respond we must be proactive.


Study the enemy, at least purpose and tactics, then counter them.  Set brushfires of Freedom in the minds of men and women.  Be relentless facing them and enduring proclaiming Liberty.


They say darkest before dawn or that a fever gets worse before it's better.  Well, sure, to a degree.  We can clean them out.  Truth is the disinfectant.


Let's shove the truth up Lenin's posterior.


Our Restoration of the Republic and thirst for Freedom is their downfall.


Better for US is worse for them.

Solo

Events unfold.  The Earth turns.  The sun rises and sets and rises.  The family goes its own way.


It's natural for kids to venture out on their own.  And the empty nest is only so physically.  Mentally and spiritually, home is full of memories.  Yet, we don't live in the past.  We springboard into what awaits us and what we do with the future.


Children are NOT pieces of us.  They are sovereign individuals who come from other sovereign individuals, tied together with blood perhaps, but mostly with love, caring responsibility.  Ask anyone loved enough to be adopted.


At a point, save for occasional advice perhaps, kids are on their own.  That's as it should be.  Thus, parents are on their own too.  Each has the ability to explore, to determine what they want to do with the rest of their lives.


I don't regret a minute of raising the kids.  Well, the diapers weren't fun but you roll up your sleeves and get the job done.  Nothing is completely smooth and straight.  There are a lot of bumps and curves and grades.  We got through it.


Now the 4 of us are flying solo.  Each has goals and we are working on them.


Yet love binds.


Kind of the family kernel of E Pluribus Unum.

Acker Mini Mansion

It was the nickname of the last home of Forrest J Ackerman.  He was the founder and editor of Famous Monsters of Filmland, a writer, literary agent and actor.  Try this bio and search for more: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forrest_J_Ackerman.

He had the most extensive collection of sci-fi/horror movie memorabilia, at around 400,000 pieces.

There had been two previous homes called the Ackermansion and Son of Ackermansion.

Uncle 4E lived his last 6 years at the Minimansion, with a greatly reduced collection.  He still maintained tours, free of charge as done previously

His inspiration and influence were widespread and many in showbiz in all facets were personally encouraged by him.  Including me.

His wordplay was legendary.  The last one that he mentioned to me was Baby-lon 5 or Lon Chaney the early years lol.

So inspiring but his last home reduced to either a parking lot or minimall?  Geez there would hardly be room for any zombies lol.

On Thursday morning, November 17, 2016 the corner of Franklin and Vermont Avenues, in the heart of the neighborhood "Uncle Forry" lived in for 30 years, was christened Forrest J Ackerman Square.

Most of all he lives in our hearts and minds and inspires u as we pass it along.

I know 'things' come and go.  The farm/estate of my GreatAunt May and GreatUncle Emmett is gone.  It encompassed an area now rife with a housing addition and two strip malls.  The last of it, their house and garage, have finally disappeared.

I miss the mahogany basement bar and all the flowers outside.  One could target shoot in the back yard in the day.

We come and go.

What remains is passed down such as Freedom and the drive and creativity that propels us forward.

John And Martha

Title reminds me of the old voiceover comedy routine of John and Marsha.  Through speaking, they convey a variety of emotion such as love, doubt, fear, happiness.  Look for it.  It's worth a laugh.

John is John Dorie and Martha is known as 'the filthy woman' on Fear the Walking Dead, a spinoff of the popular The Walking Dead tv show.

I'm not going to critique the show.  If you like, watch it for yourselves.  But the two characters interest me.

John Dorie happened to be a cop.  He had already withdrawn to a remote cabin before the apocalypse.  He was dealing with guilt concerning someone he killed in the line of duty. 

I don't think he was prepared for it, even though it was a perp.  Certainly it placed him where he was at the start.

John is very self sufficient.  He is used to camping, hunting, fishing etc.  He has access to water and a generator.  Except for the occasional undead visitor, it's a quiet life.  He can defend himself.

He also has a heart.  He is willing to help others and nurses a woman back to health

Martha was an English teacher.  She and her husband attempted to flee a city at the start.  A panicking driver causes them to collide and impales him, totaling the car.  They are stuck on the road with him slowly dying.

Both are quite intelligent and devoted to each other.  They are academic and have little survival skill.

She repeatedly tries to flag down other evacuees to no avail.  Martha is left to watch her hubby die and turn.  Then she repeatedly mutters that someone will stop and help.

Somehow she gets the body out after dispatching him and buries it.  She cries and stays at the grave, sleeping.  The filthy comes from the fact that she never bathed after this. 

Her mind snaps and she gets revenge for no one helping by killing folks and thus zombifying them.

She blames them for her lack of self help and is particularly antagonistic to those who help others.

Now, their professions might not have a thing to do with who they are.  I know good hearted self sufficient teachers and cops who are just the opposite as well as the counter opposite to that.

Different contents of character.

In one, faith is lived.  In the other it's more like a salve or bandaid. 

When crisis occurs, one survives and the other dies.

Taking care of yourself thus being able to take care of others.

Up to you.

Oaths Rising

It's always so.  But there is a current tide in the affairs of people and it's surely rising.

'The choice of all men, to endure oppression, or to resist', as presented in the prologue to The Alamo 1960, is profound and always true. 

An oath taken is lifelong.  It cannot be revoked.  It can be betrayed or suborned.  It can even be dormant.  But, it is lifelong.  You may end whatever kind of service you were sworn to uphold; the oath colors your life.

There have always been threats to the Republic.  People have dealt with them in several ways.  Sometimes as a light rain, others as a storm.  And there are occasionally the ensuing floods.  I don't mean a little standing water in your basement.  It is a raging torrent, sweeping objects away or obliterating/covering them.

The threat has never been worse.  Perhaps just as dire, but never as full swung.  The machinations of the varying 'flavors' or odors, of collectivists are full blown and unrelenting.  One can easily imagine if we were totally disarmed how complete their tyranny would be.

So there is a call to patriotism.  Oaths are rising with varying degrees of  intensity and necessity. 

New oath takers are coming along for much more than a ride, given by those countless predecessors.

You must decide where your watermark is etched.

April Foolish

The drama has played out.  No collusion.

Yet the collectivists, against all odds cling to delusion.  After all, that's the total of their makeup.  Steeped in lies and half truth, they have no alternative but descend.

Remember, there are useful idiots, true believers, string pullers and those who dwell in shadowy background.  All collectivist.  No wonder they hate the President.

He/us are working to Restore the Republic  The are seeking to install worldwide collectivism. 

They prefer to have subjects who want to be told what to do.  We encourage individualism and the gathering of like minds, who don't always agree.

Lies are piling up and fools rush in, while fear ensnares them.

Perhaps the folly needed to go the limit.  It shows the perfidy of collectivism.  And just how squirmy/wormy enemies of Freedom are.  Truth shines on something and sure enough, it is rewritten to aim for our destruction. 

One can be foolish and have, for instance, a poster of a beach.  It is either a goal to obtain aka vacation or enough money to travel, or it is just a dreamy pic, an 'if only' to comfort within imprisonment.  People fool themselves.

Obstruction has either been achieved or not.  For a time it's dragged us along.  All of the negativity has been exposed.  We have a choice.  We live in fear or we do not.  That is the secret which is not a secret. 

We are foolish if we let fear control us.  We are wise to face fear and be free.

My Mom used to say, ''April Fool is past, and you're the biggest fool at last''. 

Or not.

Clarence

Clarence had a homemade pizza shop in the 20 odd hundred block of Meridian Street in the 50s.  He and his brother Meo had the busiest shops in town.

I don't remember if they were former Italian POWs.  There was a camp in Indianapolis.  The Italians would come into downtown, visit music stores and return to the camp.  When it came time to repatriate, some stayed and became citizens.

Indianapolis has been a melting pot for many naturalized citizens.  Among restaurants, there were Chinese, Italian and even a Holland Pastry Shop.  They were all folks who came here to be Americans.  And the list grew over the years.

I used to stand outside Clarence's.  He had a huge front display window. I watched him knead the dough and flatten it. Then he would twirl it to widen it and he tossed it in the air!  He always had a wide smile on his face and loved to entertain his customers.  His food making was truly an art.

Now of course there are smaller places currently, some homemade such as Fast Wok or Acapulco Joe's  where the food is native and shared in true American style.

There is a lack of getting to know people, yet my family always chats with the owners and workers and the mood is pleasant.

I'm not sad about time rolling on, just nostalgic.  Good memories I've shared with the family.
I'm encouraged the last couple of years that small business is increasing.  The personal touch is not completely lost.

And to be reminded of humanity right now as always, is important.  It is the basis for victory.

Infinity...

Endless.  It can mean the unexplainable except for a term to define it.  Timeless.

Ever wonder how God could be forever?  I used to think on that as a kid and get dizzy as a result.  Think is the operative word.  We need more, all of us.

Infinity is a philosophical concept, as well as a psychological and mathematical one.  It was interestingly the mathematical that got me going here.

I was researching the language of mathematics and noted the parallels between that and languages in general.  It led me to consider the intricacies involved and how some are flummoxed by it all.

Depends on the teacher.  A good/great one can show what's going on then leave it to the student to seek.  Same for math as well as any subject.

On the contrary, a teacher who understands but cannot communicate, leaves students floundering.

I've experienced both and have either suffered or risen accordingly.

I don't always recommend Wikipedia.  They are leftist/twonky for people/politics.  But math facts not bad.  There is still a plethora of info out there beyond them.  Go for it.

Don't confuse Moebius strips with infinity though there are similarities.  Seek and you shall find.

Think.  For oneself.  Regardless the subject.

Don't be intimidated.  Good tutors/teachers are worth their weight in gold.

OTOH I've always found seeking for myself the way to go.  And again that's what the best teachers inspire.

I'm reminded of Planet of the Apes, the novel.  One of the scientists/astronauts reverted to a bestial screeching primitive.  When approached by the protagonist he retreated and hid among the herd.

Learning is commitment.  It is conviction.  It is risk.

Forever...

Boys And Girls

In my travels, in my studies, there is one conclusion.  Male and female are the constant in the universe.  Both psychological and spiritual studies have indicated this to me. 

Male and female counter and compliment each other.  There are differences, yet we are all human.  It is collectivism which dehumanizes and confuses.  They don't want people to realize potential and embrace content of character. 

They especially mix up sexuality.  That's where we find variations.  Don't want to get into all that.  Not afraid, just so much already said.  The most egregious thing is pushing kids to sexualize.  That is a ploy of child rapists, to excuse their evil. 

Of course, children are curious.  When the kids were little we explained about moms and dads, about attraction and kept it simple. 

Males tend to be more external and women internal.  Yet we learn from one another and realize a crisscross.  As for territory, both deal with it as a result of the former.

Modern times have opened us concerning roles .

For instance, my GreatGrandmother was a suffragette and a business woman as well as wife and mother.  I learned to think things through with her.

I learned to cook from my Mom and hunt from my brother.  My Dad taught content of character.

There is a lot of overlap. 

We shared parenting and for a while I was home as my wife worked outside the house.  For work, besides raising the kids, I concentrated on writing.

Physically males have some estrogen and females have some testosterone.  Sometimes there is overbalance.  There are also some who evidence opposite characteristics. 

Women are nurturers and men protectors.  But I tell you those really overlap! 

Confusing?  Maybe or not really.  Some things are figured out on the way

There is nothing toxic except abuse and there we run into obsession.  Fear is the key.  And the fact, as I see it, evil.  I've discussed the spiritual and as it evidences outwardly and will again. 

Men upper body strength women lower.  As for pain, well there are different kinds, some shared some not.

As for sexuality, well that's a matter covered seemingly everywhere.  Nature/nurture, wiring/conditioning=probably both.

What we must beware is the confusion egged on by collectivists.  Gov/politicizing sex is just wrong.  They want to control everything and they cannot, for the HUMAN drive is to be free.  Both for boys and girls.

So boys and girls, I offer as usual a palette for a portrait.

And that there is mystery involving boys and girls.

6 Fathoms

Below whale poop. 

Way beneath contempt.  But I'm thinking of things very deep, so deep that they are hopefully not noticed.

Most of the people involved in the coup against the President are leftists, steeped from an early age in collectivism.  It's not a fantasy.  It's well documented.  Search and dig, for there is an attempt to cover this up.  To many, this might be Captain Obvious reporting.  To others, it is fantastic,  uncomfortable in a black and white world.

I suggest you study collectivism, as much as possible.  Learn how it has wended its way into all facets of life and like the 'thing' absorbs and imitates its host.

It has captured many students and we see the result especially in the last 30 years.  From presidents to aides/clerks, the gov has been poisoned with many moles/plants.  It's a critical reason our President is having trouble.  But there is hope with increased exposure.

These lefties are cunning and convinced they are right and we who stand for Liberty and Restoring the Republic are wrong.  Their arrogance is nonpareil. 

Look for truth in news and find out.

Here is a start:  http://dianawest.net/Home/tabid/36/Default.aspx

Right now they are running like bugs from light.  Let's keep em running.

Our future depends on it.

Cowardice

What is cowardice?  What causes it?

It is certainly a lack of courage.  But it must be more.

Cowardice has always been around.  It is more than caution, for many brave people forsake such to accomplish goals.

Fear is a key.  Some are scared to try.  Fear of success or failure propels them into a 'safe' place neither ho nor cold.

Greed can work to bribe some into inaction.  Whether it's money, houses, car etc or position, some would 'sell their own mother' for such things.

Many are evil.  They cover up their deeds for fear of exposure.  Thus, blackmail might play a part. 

I chose to title this in a negative way.  I'm not jaded and I'm not afraid as it were to talk about such qualities.  For courage awaits us.  It beckons and cowardice though powerful, cannot stop it.

The price for courage may be great or small.  It is an intangible factor in life and may not be recognized nor cowardice confronted til a tipping point.

Sometimes, it can be contemplated as here and now.  I hope it gets folks thinking.

But often there comes the time to leap, to forge, to make a statement.  We fly away from the nest of comfort and reach something greater than any of us.

Through all time in all places we can see/feel cowardice.  In all stations /circumstances of life it exists.  It is probably most self evident, aside from military and other physically dangerous jobs, in politics.  Just look to government to see it on full display.

Freedom is dangerous.  We risk it all to ascertain and maintain it.

I speak broadly as a palette for a portrait for you the reader, for us as a country.

Do we lose what we have, too afraid to speak/act?  Or do we slap cowardice in the face or punch it in the nose and step out into that curious place of risk?

Don't let the thieves of Liberty stop us.

I will be speaking out in the weeks to come and I suggest you all do the same.

Show the perfidy afoot.

Be cautious only in this: If you have evidence that will stop our enemies, secure it and learn who to trust with it.  Do not say you will do something.  Like courage, just do it.

Books

I remember a trip to the doctor's office years ago.

Our then family doc had a children's waiting area, with books to while away the time.

We were waiting our turn when a sweet little girl came in with her Mom.  She spied the kid's area and declared 'Books!' so joyously that we smiled.  It warmed the heart.

Even in these electronic times, books are the gateway to knowledge.

I still prefer ink and paper.  Besides, during a power failure, we whiled away our time reading.

It led me to remember old independent bookstores, which existed a long time and now gone.

Long before discount chains and bargain bins, I used to go to three places.

One was in Broad Ripple, north of the canal.  It was in a converted old house, large with several rooms.  It was almost labyrinthian and books were everywhere, even on the stairs.  Reminded me of my friend and teacher Robert Easton's house.

It was owned by a heavy set woman who was one of the most erudite people I've known.  She seemed to have an answer for practically everything.  And if she didn't, she knew how to research/reference.

Fair prices and a few rare finds rounded out the place and added greatly to my collection.

The second store was east, right at the city limits in Cumberland.  The store was a converted Masonic hall, thus it was quite large and chock full of books.

The owner was likewise heavy set and just as resourceful.

The third was in an old five and dime building in Fountain Square.

It was the largest of all and had a wide stairway to what was the bargain basement.  Rows and rows of books greeted one, like a small town.

The owner was yet another heavyset lady, who evidenced a similar knowledge seemingly boundless.

BTW, the fact they were heavyset was simply a fact, a description, lest I be accused of some silly fat shaming tirade.  Ah how times have changed since these ladies graced the scene.  I think they would tilt their heads and smile amusedly.

It was a time of knowledge and acceptance.  There was more of that than the sjws would even guess.

Though most personality places like the above are gone, we still have knowledge.  Boundless, limited only by time and space, we can reach new generations who can still be thrilled to see 'Books!'