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Monday, April 30, 2012

Passion

While taking an early morning stroll, the word passion throws itself into the forefront of my mind. A mighty word!
What is passion? If you're passionate about something, it's something you really believe in. The passion gives you the strength to carry on despite obstacles. We've all read stories of passion that has given people the strength to do amazing things. Passion is from deep within your soul! Some people ooze passion. It's contagious! Now, more than ever, we need to unite the passionate ones for the cause. We need champions, to overcome the seemingly insurmountable challenges we face. Doom and Gloom, be everywhere in this world. Quite frankly, we cannot get away from it! 

What is the cause? The cause be the basic freedom of everyday men, and women, across this small and getting smaller planet, we call home. Who are the bad guys? We all know who they are! I do not need to go over those who continue to take away our freedom! Simply look at the ones who Have, and the everyday ones, who are The Have Nots!!! That be you and me Baby!!! We pay for every fucking thing across this planet! We serve lifetime sentences, for them! Bet your sweet ass we do!!! If you cannot see that, I feel sorry for you! We are allowed our big screen tv's with hundreds of channels. Our computer cellphones, destroy what we have left of brains!!! Don't think so! Then it's too late for you baby!!! We are being lead to oblivion with rings through our nose! Yes, once the mighty bull roamed free with  the strength to make the land of freedom his. Land of opportunity along with nature, new stock, strong to survive, generation after generation.

The majestic Bison, too many to count, became extinct. Why? Man, greed, progress my ass!!! Rings have been inserted into all modern day creatures! Why? How can you contol a 2,000 pound behemoth of freedom? A simple piece of metal inserted into its nose! Attach a rope to it, the massive beast becomes a lamb! The mighty bull is controlled, his herd follows. How sad! We are the Bison, that once filled the plains. We have been castrated! We have allowed generations to be shot down, as coldly as the hunters of the old west! Greed, corruption, needless wars! Our soldiers sold a line of bull, giving up their lifes! For the few, the powerful, Self Annointed Rulers! There have always been slaves, billions today!!! The future is gone for the HAVE NOT'S! Most don't even know it! They watch the evening news, shaking their heads at the shape the world! Why they ask? They read the paper, listen to the Politicians, that speak with fork tongues!

TODAY IS THE DAY FOR THE PASSIONATE PEOPLE OF THE WORLD TO COME TOGETHER. THE HAVE'S OF THE WORLD ARE THE MINORITY! THEY HAVE THE MONEY, THE MILITARY, THEY TELL US WHAT, "WE BELIEVE!" IF WE DON'T WAKE UP FROM THE STUPOR, WE'RE HISTORY! THE PASSION RESIDES WITHIN, IT MUST!!! SOON THE MIGHTY NATIONS OF THIS ROCK WILL WAGE WORLD WAR! THE SNAKES WILL GO UNERGROUND, INTO THEIR CASTLE LIKE BUNKERS, AROUND THE WORLD. THEY PLAN ON SURVIVING! THEY BUILD UNDERGROUND, FOR THEM!!! NOT US!!! WE ARE SACRIFICES, LIVESTOCK, THAT HAVE DONE THEIR DIRTY WORK, SINCE THE BEGINNING OF MANKIND! OUR NOSES ARE HOOKED! ONLY THE GREAT PASSION OF PEOPLE, ACROSS THE PLANET, CAN SAVE US! MY HOPE, IS THAT ENOUGH IS OUT THERE, TO SEE THROUGH ALL THE DUNG, THAT'S BEEN LAID! LET US RISE UP, PUSH AWAY ALL THE POISON WEEDS, THAT HAVE BEEN SEWN!  OH GOD I PRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, April 29, 2012

I Can't Stay The Course!

Well as usual, I don't have anything earth shattering or important to write about. All I can give you is ME, being ME! Who am I? I'm a over 50, oh shit! Sorry, I hate when I cuss! SORRY! A side effect of working in factories all my life! I be 60 now, but don't tell, OK! Oh !@#k! I can't believe I told my age! Sorry once more! I tell you what, I'll just make one big APOLOGY, in case my fingers slip! You know, I've been working REALLY quite hard, fer a spell, on my typing and on my thinkin! (Thinkin, be my version of thinking, only I like the way thinkin sounds, if that's allright with y'all?) You know with doing all this thinkin crap, comes some responsibility! Why? You know it's one thing to just type what your brain thinks! But it's another thing, to go back and try to understand what your brain said! I know, I know, I know! I probably confused you on that! Please reread, a few times and it'll make sense! Don't you have that trouble? My mind be so much faster than my fingers. My mind be going 100 miles per hour, my fingers can only translate at school crossing zone speed! Ah ha! That be a wee, little funny! Oh !@#K you're not supposed to have a double something or another as in a descriptive use in a sentence, such as, wee and little, side by side! Guess what I don't give a rat's ass! It be me and I gotta be me! You know, I be at an age that I don't want anyone doing my thinkin, or telling me what I think! All your life people be a telling you, what to think!

(Oh I like using A's, in a strange way, so just overlook it! Remember now, if you read my meandering nin-ca-poop, I gotta be ME! How did I get to be me? Hells fire! I don't know! I dare not think upon that! It be  a lifetime accumulation, I reckon! Let's just leave it at that, okay!)

See, it ain't easy being me! My mind always be interrupting, ME! My mind, be a doing it's own thing, leaving the rest of my body hanging. I can't stay the course! Conversation be a taking place up top and my body be a waiting for instructions! Of course, those of you fine people, don't have that trouble do ya? Well maybe you do! It be the totally !@#$ed up world we live in! Oh crap, I used that F word again! Oh, I apologized earlier, never mind!!! I drive a truck late at night on the interstate system, what do I see? I have a really good view, causin I be a setting up higher than them SUV'S and regular automobiles you see. Them crazy ass morons, be texting at 70 miles per hour!!! I WON'T EVEN TALK ON MY CELLPHONE WHILE DRIVING, YET SOME CRAZY FOOLS BE, A TEXTING! Sometimes I wonder anymore? Who be the crazy one, me or them! The lines be so blurred, I can no longer tell! I used to think, I be plum nuts! Now in my old age, when I'm supposed to be dismissed as a crazy old fart! I be confused, BIG TIME! When I was young, I automatically thought that once you reached a certain age, senility set in! Now it seems ignorance runs amuck, EVERYWHERE! I must ask, why??? Has the school system failed our children? How can that be? We spend a heap O money educating them! Build mighty fine architectural wonders, the finest leaders with all them them pretty letters behind their names! These educated ones have spent more time a learning than, some live! They be so smart, talk so fine, write so pretty! We dumber ones might think they be running for office, as in Politicians! SOO! My question be, to y'all out there! How the !@#K can our children be a getting DUMBER??? This old country boy, that was educated before these fine architectural designed buildings, made of glass and namsy pamsy air and heating systems, with stairs that we had to walk up. How did we learn anything? We never had computers! We actually had to write with a pencil! Uwee! How ancient is that? We had to walk or ride our bicycles! Uwee! Or worse still we rode on a BIG YELLOW BUS! How ungodly awful is that? We were never chauffeured to school every day by our momma!

So I reckon I have nothing to say today sorry! My lifestyle makeover be going good. Me pants be getting loose. Uwee! I keep this up, I'll go on The Oprah Winfrey Show! Hold one second someone is trying to get my attention.................

Okay! Okay! Okay! You nunb nuts! Oprah doesn't have a show any more, you moron! She has her own channel. You should get out more, or watch tv! You might learn something, Joe Pesky rather unrudely blurts out!

For you new to my mind, Joe Pesky is an inner voice of mine! Sometimes they raise their ugly voices unexpectedly! Now don't tell me you don't have inner voices! We all do, whether you care to acknowledge them is a different matter! I on the other hand embrace them! I listen to them and find them funny, thought provoking, knowledgeable! I just wish one of them had been an English Major! Oh well! Goodnight my friends from Glen Of Glen View.

Friday, April 27, 2012

HARMONY

This word is stuck in my mind for some reason. I must say it is a most beautiful, pleasing! Harmony be, when everything comes together, and you're feeling, GOOD!!! You decide to take a stroll on a spring day, the smell of early flowers, is everywhere, the light wind carries the fragrance along with you. The colors of the rainbow are truly amazing! Mother Earth, she be, looking mighty fine! Trees look outstanding, in their spring attire. Springtime, gives you new spring in your step. The air, man what has God done to this air? It fills your lungs with crispness. Sweet tingling sensations, a shot of real, reality, as you get caught up in the moment! Who-wee! Strides lengthen with heavens air. You've grown taller, admiring the beauty above, the blue looks, so much more, BIGGER, BLUER! The cotton clouds float as effortlessly, as you! You close your eyes, harmonizing with the universe. Your face is, ear to ear smile, not at anyone, but at life. You glide block after block, through parks, parking lots, until you reach the ocean. You stop and sit down in the warm sand. The child within, is unleashed, uninhibited once again, age has no meaning! Only your senses, the vastness of the ocean gives you a chill, uncomprehendable, it seems so endless! You hear seagulls, feel the warmth! Ahh warmth! You lie back and make a sand angel. Oblivous to all, or anyhing, except the now, that moment, the feeling of peace, contentment, harmony, resonates! You take off your shoes, squeezing the warm sand with your toes, oh my God! Can it get any better than this? You stroll along just beyond the waves, watching the birds scamper in and out, just beyond the water line. So funny they play with the waves, yet afraid the water will harm them! You laugh out loud, it feels so right! You're unaware of anyone, your beyond the day to day nonsensical realities. You're tresspassing on the borderline, to where Angels congregate. After who knows how long, you awaken, on your sofa. It was a dream! But what a dream! You still smell the ocean. Face feels red, tiny needles pricking, like when the wind is blowing hard or you have been outside too long. You laugh with the contentment of a most fulfilling, once in a lifetime moment. You look down at the carpet, your shoes are full of sand, sand is betwen your toes. You laugh, man how you laugh!!! You've been harmonizing with the most powerful force of the universe and it was out of this world!!!  Goodnight and sweet dreams!   GLEN

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Silly Old Man Talk!

It's late in my work day and I muster up a headache. Not from tension mind ya! I've been on a rather even keel recently. Towards the end of my shift, I deliver product we produced that night. It's one AM, and I'm thoroughly enjoying the peacefulness, this late night excursion brings. I'm listening to the radio, my favorite program, Coast to Coast, a thought provoking show that discusses all subject matter. Any way, (I'm getting sideswiped,) I realize while driving, I haven't had, nary a sip, of caffeine today. Damn, no wonder this old boy has a headache!!! I make my delivery and stop for fuel, for me and my truck, it takes diesel, and I need, you know, at the most convenient, Convenient Store. Mighty convenient fer me, I must say, ah, ha, ha, ha! Mind ya, I've given up sugar, and working on eliminatiing diet sodas. I be weaning myself off of my number one bad habit of my lifetime, sodas! I was hooked on caffeine and that devil powder, "sugar." It be a fat man's double dip! Jolt my body into attention mode! Oh, oh, oh! I just wrote a funny and didn't realize it! They actually make a caffeine loaded drink called Jolt, don't they? Have you ever seen how much caffeine goes into one of them? They named it right! It has four times the caffeine of the sodas I consume, 140 mg's...

Any who!!! I got me a diet Mountain Dew and some peanuts, within an hour my headache was gone BA-BY! Them peanuts and Diet Dew was, YA-HOO!!! I was feeling mighty fine, by the time I clocked out! I go home and walk around outside, it was a 57 degrees, on a dewie night. (In more ways, than one!) There was no wind and I could smell the ever so slight aroma of flowers. It was so peaceful, I meander around for awhile! It felt GOOD!!! Me and Goofy, the neighbor's dog doing what comes natural, smelling, walking, freedom under the cloak of darkness as only a couple old dogs could, it was late night delight! What's so special about this morn I ask? (Myself mind ya!) Goofy ain't much for conversation... Ha, ha! I live on the outskirts of suburbs where the country begins, so I can walk around in my yard and not have the law called on me.

Many years ago, as in the late 70's, I lived in an old farmhouse, with access to 200 acres. I loved sitting outside on a hot summer night, drink a couple brew and look up at the stars. Just me and my dog at that time named Sam. Sometimes in the bright moonlight we'd walk back the long lane. I felt like the only human on the planet. My eyes become so acclimated to the moons glow, I swear, I could read a book! On moonless nights the stars were so bright. I would lie in my swing, gazing up into the heavens, my eyes view deep into the universe, time seems to have taken some time off! I reckon that was meditation of sorts! I had a game, that I loved to play, I'd spot jets flying, then guess as to where they were heading. I've not been able to play this game since back then, too many lights from the city and neighbors now. Back then it was total boondocks you see! 

I'VE TRIED TO RECAPTURE A BIT OF THOSE OLD DAYS. I DID FEEL A SMIDGEN OF IT, LAST NIGHT, IT WAS WONDERFUL! GOOD NIGHT, MY FRIENDS!!!     THE DREAMER, THAT BE ME, A SILLY OLD!!! MAN...

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Turn'er Loose!

Wowza! I'm feeling rea-l-l good tonight! Don't know why! Don't care! I'm going with it! Yes I am! Is my body purging out them impurities of a lifetime? God I hope so! No junk food in my body for over four weeks! Hallelujah on that! I be feeling that good juice from all them vegetables and such! "Woo doggie" as Jed Clampett would say. Beverly Hillbillies be one of my favorite shows growing up. Silly, funny, entertaining and Ellie Mae looked mighty fine, in them jeans! Of course a young lad doesn't notice those kinds of things! I can still recite the opening song.  Good family entertainment, yes sir.
I have nothing against the TV of today, I just don't watch it! Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha! Why? I find nothing entertaining, it be that simple! Theses C. S. I. shows have been done to death. (A little joke there.) Comedy shows, where are they? The gay thing has been done to death! I never found it funny to begin with! Come on people give me a break! Going into famous people's life's, who gives a fuck! Like the Osbornes, or all these other silly ass shows spawned from this format. The Kardashians, don't care! Hulk Hogan, give me a break!!! There is so many yuck shows, I can't remember the titles! Given the choice of having today's shows, or family shows like The Andy Griffith Show, or the old Walt Disney Show, hosted by Walt Disney, Gilligans Island, Gunsmoke, Red Skeleton, Carol Burnett Show, Mchale's Navy, Leave It To Beaver and on and on, I'll take the old ones!

Sorry! Except for an occasional movie here and there I don't watch TV. I did watch a good movie on DVD called War Horse. I despise the war scenes, but was necessary I suppose. Yes I did cry! I'm getting to be an old softy! I reckon I get so excited when I see something on my 25 inch boob tube, I cannot control myself. Yes you read right, my TV is 20 years old, has perfect color and works just fine! I gave $329.00 for it and it still serves me good. IF, and I say IF, there was more worth watching, I most certainly would go out and splurge for one of them, gigantic big ass, new fangled, put on the wall monsters! I would get me one of them blow my ass away surround sound systems, park my lazy boy recliner right in front and let the thrill blow my hair back and my brain into the modern ages! But Damn! I donna, thinka, I wanna! It seems to take more, and more, bigger and bigger!!! Damn how much sex, violence, vulgarity can people take? Apparently a lot!!! Every new generation has their own remake of movies that have been done and done and done!!! Are people dumb enough to go to the movies, pay outlandish prices for the ticket! Take your overtime money to buy popcorn and a one gallon coke! Ahh, but you get free refills! Yeah, if I was to drink them great big drinks I would miss the movie! How many Harry Potter knock off movies can one take? How many Pirates of the Carribbean can one take? I never understood one word Johnny Depp said! I did think he dressed funny and probably needed a bath! I like Johnny Depp, I used to watch 21 Jump Street when it was on TV. But damn, is Johnny Depp in every movie made today? They're so hard up for movies, they made a movie out of 21 Jump Street! I bet that was a real box office success! Now, had they have gotten Johnny Depp to reprise his roll as a 50 year old to go undercover posing as a 17 year old, that would be worth watching! If anybody could of pulled it off he could! You think I've gone nuts, that's beside the point! You can take all the camera trickery and lighting and make anybody younger!

The classics of television are being made into movies because there ain't one fricking thing original anymore! Take for example The Three Stooges. I grew up laughing my ass off at them and still love The Three Stooges. I was in the hospital, bored to death a couple years ago and happened upon the original silent Hal Roach Little Rascals, they almost stopped my heart from laughter. It was 12 hours on the classic channel. Every body, Doctors, Nurses, all asked what I was watching and watched with me and laughed. Yep, even them highly educated Doctors got a kick from the silent Little Rascals movies. I believe they were called shorts, like The Three Stooges, man they were funny!!! There ain't nothing original today! You take writers that find a new generation, Hollywood jumps on it! The vampire thing has been done to death! (HA, HA, another little funny.) The killers get younger and younger and younger! .

Damn I feel my meds kicking in big time! I must sign off, this be Glen, here on Glen View, goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite! Uwe!!!

Sunday, April 22, 2012

The Ride, The Diet, I Wish For Clear Skies Ahead!

I awake early a.m. Sunday morn. So wide awake, I'll never go back to sleep. Up and at 'em at 3 am. I'll take a ride when no ones out and about, just like me and my favorite side kick used to. I'll enjoy the ride for both of us, she still resides in my heart. I'm outside preparing to go, waiting on a low thirty degree morning dew to clear from my van's windows. When behold in my sight, a black dog appears, jumping in my van. It's Sunny my next door neighbor's dog, ready for a ride in the heart of the night! Wow, imagine my surprise, while I was glancing up at the stars, low and behold sunshine appears! I must tell you about Sunny. She is an eight year old all american breed. Heinz 57, I believe there sometimes called. This one is Heinz 3, as the story is told. Her Daddy was a Blue Heeler, as is suspectingly known. Her mother is part Chow and Lab. The mixture of Lab and Blue Heeler should make a wonderfully smart dog. Yet that bit of Chow I surely do question! She weighs in at about 70 pounds, mostly black with what is called blue merle scattered throughout her coat.

She's the next door neighbor's dog, but visit's when I'm out and about. Brains do not seem too plentiful, but has a good heart. I tease her and call her Goofy, which seems a more likely fit. She doesn't matter as long as you talk to her. Is she volunteering to be my new side kick on Sunday morn? Perhaps my Punkster has veered her this way, one can surmise. I'll see how this goes a, trial and error ride into the night. We ride over to my favorite convenient store, for a diet drink, and cashews for me. I grab a slim jim jerky treat, for my replacement fallen comrade, on this most unusual night. I always grab one for my adventurous, one riding shotgun, looking for big foot once more, it seems, this night. Haven't looked for big foot in nye onto six months, since the passing of my old partner, of many a nights. We'll see how it goes. Out to the van Sunny senses food, I have no doubt!  Not too many creatures like us out, at this time of the night. Sunny eats her slim jim, then sets sight on  my cashews, I think damn girl, how do you know the routine? We ride about and I visited Wally's World, she sleeps soundly as if, it was her own personal van, this chilly night. We venture into the country, deer, raccoons a plenty! All goes well, and most assuredly will happen again. I made her promise to keep this our little secret, as we shook hand to paw, sealing the pact, ahhh!!!

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DIET UPDATE, for all to see. Going good, although early spring has sprung, much misery as in tears, sneezing and misery. Man oh man! It be like, the flu, allergies, straight from the Devil himself! Aches and pains, the likes of which this old man has never seen! About two weeks of misery!!! I live through it, with my diet intact, thank God for that! I have been more creative, in what I can devour! I was going to write, what I can eat, but devour seems more appropro. (Damn is that even a word, I hope so, because I like it, and am leaving it in!!!) Through the pain and misery I continue to work. Damn, I be tired and achy, must get my rest. Through the pain of an old body, comes the dreams of absolute magnificance. The likes of which, I have never known, believe me when I tell you, I have always been a dreamer! I awaken within a dream, my body still frozen from the deep sleep. The whole story line plays out in my head, breathtakingly beautiful I must say! I will attempt to write it, but will not be easy recapturing the mood that filled me, so, so out of sight! I'll call it, New Land. I told the basis of of the story, to a friend. He told me "you ought to make it, into a book!" Yeah right! I do intend to make it a short story, one never knows, what may happen. I can dream about it, if only in my dreams! HAHAHA!

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HOPEFULLY IT BE, ONLY CLEAR SKIES AHEAD. I HOPE I HAVE WEATHERED THE STORM AND HOPE THE WIND REMAINS CALM FOR A SPELL. THE CHALLENGES OF THE LAST TWO WEEKS, HAVE WORN ME TO A FRAZZLE. DON'T FROWN FOR ME THOUGH, BECAUSE IT BALENCES THE SCALES, MAKES ONE SEE THE IMPORTANCE OF THINGS, THAT HAS NEVER BEEN CLEAR BEFORE! THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON DON'T THEY? WE CANNOT SEE THAT, IF ALL IS BEAUTIFUL, CLEAR SKIES. WE MUST HAVE BALENCE, TO KEEP PERSPECTIVE. I HOPE TO KEEP BALENCE FOR AWHILE. IF NOT THE ACHES, PAINS, DARKNESS OF LIFE WILL REMIND ME OF THAT, I CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON!     GLEN

Saturday, April 21, 2012

To Be, Or, Not To Be! Ah, Ha, Ha!!!

To be, or not to be, as in, to be nutty, or not! Nutty wins, yeah! What did you expect from me, huh? How be it in your neighbahood? I'm still here and am still trucking, so that be good I reckon, even though sometimes, I just want to put my head, and my whole body in the sand! U-know what I'm saying!!! But that be so, so, forever, that be, a long time! I don't mind being old you see. For the first time in my life I know who I am, and am content mostly... I have formed an invisible boundary around me, and am trying to produce a force field also. So that, if some people, become too much, or come too close to me, I can zap them with my force field saying to them "take that sucker!" Man how I would love that! Instead of talking to people and telling them how ignorant they are, I'll just zap them! Uwe, la, la I love it!!! Just imagining that force field around me makes me tingle with delight! Go up to your boss, who be in a bad mood, zap 'em! You gonna be uncivilized to this old man, I'll zap yer ass, I'll really give ya something to look mad about! Damn I can see the orders rolling in for Glen's Zap 'em! I feel like a millionaire and haven't made one! (So nice to have an overactive imagination, so much better than an over active bladder, wouldn't you say!!!) Good God almighty! Seeing ones jumping back from me like, I just hit them with a stun gun is making me woozy, from inner laughter! To really do it, would have me rolling on the floor! I'll go to the Doctor's office and if that snooty receptionist, is being snooty, full of herself this morning. If she is snooty to a poor old man that pays her salary + I got insurance and many physical and mental disorders. I'll  jolt her right's good, not just a tad, I'll hity her really good, until she smiles at me with the look of a friendly dumb blonde! I'm sorry to pick on blondes, but damn, I had to explain that look, u-know! I am escorted back to my examining room by the nurse, ready to zap her if she ain't good to me. I be ready mind ya!  I be chomping at the bit, ready for that Doctor of mine! I wait and wait and wait, man is he gonna get it! I'm going to try my zap 'em good a new setting I haven't tried yet! He gonna be the first, just because he be a Doctor, my time is important too, u-know! I could of been home watching Married With Children or The Simpletons or Father Don't Know Shit! U-know good family shows with morals, that they make today! Anything would be better than staring at these little walls, thinking about all the sick people that have touched everything in this room, a gazillion times! That Doctor Sucker, he gonna get my new zap 'em good setting! I'm studying about ways to make a fry 'em good setting, by doubling the battery power! My oh my! I feel like a Maad Scientist, as in a really Maad Scientist! I'm wringing my hands, I look into the mirror, at myself, my once calm demeanor has shape shifted into a Maad hideous looking, well u-know, Maad Scientist looking feller see!

SHE--- WITH LONG LEGS SHOWING UNDER THAT BEAUTIFUL WHITE DOCTOR'S SMOCK, casually walks in and says "how are you today, Mr. Jekyll, or is it Mr. Hyde today? I'm kinda new here. your Doctor is in Glenview, seems he has gone nutso! May I help you?"

Suddenly the overwhelming, unbridled passion of zaping my Doctor is gone, standing before me is an angel! Uwe, la, la! She be the most beautiful Doctor I could imagine! I've now shape shifted into a 18 year old! I reverse polarity of the force field, zap gun, doog-a-ma-floppy. I'm gonna zap myself to see if I'm dreaming, and if I ain't a dreaming, I'm gonna zap myself, real good, so this angel will examine me, u-know what I mean!!!     Something silly before bedtime, hope you like it!!! Glen           I'M BACK!!!!

Friday, April 20, 2012

4 AM Ride & I Been Thinkin Once Again!

Sunday morning 4 am on 4/15/2012, I can't rest, aches and pains are gnawig at every joint in my body. I say to myself  "the hell with this shit!" I'll take a late night ride. Actually, not too long ago, Punkster ( my dog ) and I would ride around every Sunday morning, at this hour, looking for critters of the night. I laughingly referred to this ride as "searching for big foot," before cancer took her away. I haven't rode around in the wee hours, since her passing. I'll go through town this morning. This time of the week, absolutely no one is out and about. They be, all snuggled in their beds, sleeping. That's why, I like it soo! I could use some can dog food for Pedro, my other old dog who is 14. He won't be around much longer, age is slowly, but surely, robbing him also! Pedro showed up one spring morning, in April 12 years ago, becoming Punksters best friend.

I thought, "if I'm going to hurt" I may as well, do something useful. I purchase a diet fountain drink, called big red, since I'm on The South Beach Plan, as in d-d-d-di-et, at my fav "un-convenient store" where I had to wait in line, as 10 people were ahead of me. Usually, its zip in, and zip out, at this hour. Something's gonna to be strange,  this Sunday Morn, I feel it in my aching bones! (Oh, I almost forgot!) I got a bag o nuts. (cashews) I'm already nutty, so adding a  few more nuts, ainna, gonna hurt me one iota! This convenient store is conveniently located close to Wally's World, you know, one of them all night big box stores.

The trip inside the all night amusement park, was amusing as always! I run the usual obstacle course of pallets and  boxes, everywhere! The people working here are ALIEN-ated to customers hindering them. I take it all in stride, having mucho problems of my own, as in a gigantic headache and inflamed joints, like when you have the flu. I meander about the amusement park, much to my amusement, (ha, ha, sometimes I crack myself up!!!) picking up a few things, I seem to always forget, that I needed, until I get home. Why are they always moving stock around here? Just when I think I know where to look in the supermarket part, of the park. I say, "piss on this!" Aliens appear from behind swinging doors in the rear of Wally's World! I shutter to think what lies back there!!! One comes out the size of a hores pulling a large pallet of produce. You know how these young Aliens/young ones like showing their underwear! His was riding much lower than the accepable norm! His buttocks are rather large and them pants didn't go down, as in down, you know what I mean! Thank the almighty for that!!! I don't think my heart could of withstood it!

Onto the main course, of my rambling. I drive through the heart of my community, as in MAIN STREET. Actually it be Washington Street. We've been on a building frenzy in the downtown area. Three parking garages, oh yeah! My community's been building them things, from zero, zip, nada, to three of them lickety split! Damn, the economy as in building construction, sure as hell ain't stagnant in my hometown! Hotels, apartments, office buildings. Damn, I ain't seen nothing like this since the interstate system came through in the early 60's. Until that time, Washington Street was the main steet in town! I hope you got that, silly but true! If you wanted anything you must go downtown as Petula Clark once sang! Drugs, yep! Downtown, oopsey, legal as in Walgreens! Banks, we had all of three banks and one Credit Union for the big factory in town, that makes, whoops, if I tell you that, you'll know my hometown! Fortune 200 or possibly higher. They have been making record profits in the last ten years or so. While others struggle, this world wide company makes much $$$$$. Any way downtown was where it was at! Then the builders of houses went suburb mania, and downtown was dying, like a rope tied wrong, causing the hanging to take FOREVER! Why? All them businesses gone, the suburban sprawl, became the suburban drawl! You build a hundred houses and them chain stores relocate. We thought we had hit the big time in 1965 with one Mcdonalds and a K. F. C. That was it baby! We had wonderful family owned restaurants, where you bring the family and enjoy dinner, like grandma was cooking it! Damn, them fast food joints, !@#$ed up everything! How so! Damn, look at the obesity problem in our children! They be giving gastric bypass surgery to teenagers today! Never heard about such surgery back then! Most likely didn't exist.

Hardware stores, downtown, clothing stores, downtown, you get the picture, "downtown." Now there were other establishments on main street, that opened up after the 9 to 5 stores closed. Oh yeah! Them be the bars, lodges and such! These alcohol establishments cater to the drinkers and private clubs, so on and so forth, was allowed. Standing all symbolic, rising many stories was the typical courthouse with the large clock pointing all four directions.There was a most convenient jail, beside the courthouse. How convenient! Damn you reckon that's where these modern convenience stores of today got the name! Just a thought! How convenient was that! Also, there was police officers working as teams actually walking the beat. They patroled on foot mind ya! Carrying them big night sticks nudging them drunks and other problem that always seem to be where alcohol is, over to the jail! See how much more convenient it was on main street back then. I remember bars called, Hollywood, Wagon Wheel and of course all them Secret Societies doing all there secret work! Now, what would be going on in them clubs anyway? My oh my! Any way??? Well I was too young to know back then. BUTT, I heard stories, all I will say is, boys will be boys! So to put this in mens unscientific fomula, you got secret societies, lodges, bars for the simpletons of the county. Men drinking--- away from their wives--- secrets---- bars--- simpletons = = =. okay I won't say it! Just use your !@#$ing imagination! Damn! Why did I get off on that? Sad but true! You had the family, shopping, going to the movies and on the other hand, you had the dark side, a bunch of drinkers acting like 18 year olds! On Sundays you had the biggest, fanciest, churhes with the largest congregation, where? Downtown!

I know yer a thinkin what in tarnation is this old boy a talking about! Well these thoughts and how much main street has changed, good or bad! The controlling of downtown was a good thing back then. Both the regular God/Apple Pie people, shared main street, somehow with the dark ones of the night! I'm really not poking fun of either here, I'm simply stating facts as I know them to be! My Daddy liked his drinking. Many a times, as in more than once and less than a hundred, my Daddy would park his pickup out side the Wagon Wheel or another classy joint, Lou La Bells. Yep, I can't make this good a shit up! Well's, anyhow, me and my bro, as in my brother, waited outside the bar for our Dad to come out. Many times we saw fights, drunks staggering out and other craziness! Seems so stupid! Both then and now! Never understood such behavior, never will! It goes on in my community today, only stretched all over the community out into the new suburbia, with liquor available at every convenient store, Drug Store, Super Store and  Super markets! Damn what a shame! You got sodie pop on one aisle and liquor on the other. Whilst I be on a rampage against mass stupidity! I remember the time before... I hate these words as much as I do alcohol... Lottery tickets... Police would raid bingo games sponsored by a church when I was young, yep! I can't make such good shit up! My state once balenced the budget, before gambling mania took hold! These lottery tickets! The odds are so damn high, you may as well take out your life's savings, sell the house and go to Vegas! Oh shit! You don't have to do that now! Just visit the boats along the Oho River where gambling is allowed!

I originally had a point, till I began typing, then all hell broke loose inside! The point is, Main Street in the Heartland is an all American portrait of once upon a time! All of the eggs are being put in one basket! Not twenty years ago this company was going the way of the big three automakers. A miracle ressurection from the original family members, put money back into the failing company and a big turn around took place. I'm glad, but we, as in the regular Joe's, are financing all this downtown renovating. Businesses as in retaurants, bars, hotel's etc. 800 new jobs are "supposedly" being created in Engineering. Good paying jobs, mind ya!

The thing that sticks in this old man's crawl is! WE, as in the taxpayers, are underwriting all these projects for one company! This is what frost my balls. The highly skilled jobs will not be filled with ones in our community! They will hire from everywhere for these positions. If, and God forbid, the company falters like it did, 20 years ago, who will be left holding the bag for all these goodies for the privileged company and new workers??? Yep, old average Joes, making far less than the wonder boys of the Engineering sector. So the brains of the community, I, I, I, stutter saying these words, Politicians, even at the local level do what they wish, OR what money buy's! This is a double edge sword for me! This company, visionaries that created this are long gone! I applaud these ones! The last few years has brought torturing results for us the average Joe's! We pay and pay and pay, as will our future generations for the bailing out of corporations too big to fail! DAMN!!! I'm tired of my paycheck being decided by Politicians, that IS NOT meant to help "WE THE PEOPLE!" WE BE NOTHING MORE THAN PACK MULES BEING TAXED TO DEATH! I'M GLAD I'M GETTING OLD, I CANNOT IMAGINE MY HOMETOWN IN TWENTY YEARS! In my hopes, dreams and prayers, I wish for better. I don't see it that way! The two classes of people get narrowed down. What's so !@#$ing bad about this, is the mindless mindset, of people are letting it happen! Perfect example in my opinion! If you actually believe the answer in OUR problems lie in voting for the other party not in office. There is no hope! Both parties ae bankrolled with the Mega Super Rich Corporations and the self-proclaimed Elite as in --- follow the money, GREED!

I HAVE GONE ON A BIT OF A TIRADE! ALONG WITH THESE NEW ADDITIONS IN MY HOMETOWN IS BANKS, SPROUTING UP LIKE SPRINGTIME FLOWERS. AHH! THEY BE GETTING THE JUMP ON ALL THIS MONEY THAT'S GONNA BE FLOWING IN! DAMN THEM BANKERS BE SMART ONES! YEP! THEY FLEECE US HARD WORKING MULES OF THE WORLD, WE WORK, AND PAY, AND PAY! DON'T Y'ALL OUT THERE GET TIRED OF GETTING !@#$ED, AND NEVER GETTING A KISS, FOREPLAY, NOT EVEN A TAD OF K Y JELLY FOR LUBRICATION! YIKES!!! ANYHOW THIS PRETTY MUCH SUMS UP WHAT I WAS THINKING ON, AS I RODE DOWN MAIN STREET OF MY HOMETOWN. HOPE I DIDN'T BORE YOU, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN!   Glen    

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Achey Breaky Heart and Back!!!

This possibly has been the week to make or break me! I spent too long on my riding mower last week end, trying to get caught up on my mowing. Something about using it for more than a half hour at a time, aggravates an old back injury. Damn! Seems everything is old on me, plus I have many injured parts. That's not  including my brain! You can be the judge on what kind of brain injuries, concussions, retardation, oh that's not the proper word of the modern society, challenged, whatever!!!

Before I proceed, I must tell you what I witnessed today. I had the hankerin (country word meaning want) fer, oh shit! I just felt my I. Q. lower substantially, I'm regressing to my ancestors, choice of words. That's okay, my mind's in the concussion mode, so hell, I'll go with it! Well isn't this just swell, I got sidetracked (actually I prefer sideswiped for future use.) once again, I plum forgot what the point was that I was going to make! Don't you just hate when that happens! It's as though my mind shut down, all of a sudden, as I was being being bombarded with too many thoughts. Damn! I hate when that happens! I'm confused enough normally, but when this happens, there ain't no hope! So what the !@#k, I'll go with it! Don't have a choice now do I? Nope! I've got myself so !@#$ed up with typing before I go to dreamland. It be the meds I take! Yeah, right! It be the natural me!!!

Before I was so rudely interrupted, by myself, I had the hankerin for some roast beef, shaved thin, just that nothing else. I left early for work to enjoy the sunny day, I was just sitting in my vehicle no hurry at all, in front of the supermarket. Directly in front of me was an older couple I would guess in their seventies. The man was pushing a cart with his cane in it. Let me rephrase that. He was headed into the store and leaning on the cart, ever so slowly dragging his feet. Poor man! He needs the stabiliy of the cart to proceed. This hit me hard, very hard, as my back was aching. I was walking without the aid of a cane but stiff and slightly bent to one side. On the other side of him was his spouse walking slower than the poor old fellow pushing his cart! She was walking with the aid of a cane. Standing straight, rather than humched over, but all too sadly dragging her feet!  Tears come into to my eyes, too nuch realization, hitting me too hard, I could not control myself! If you read my post titled "The Now" The man upstairs was sending me a message! I receive it, all too clear! "The Now" from that moment shook the foundation of my heart reverberating into my soul!!!

Old age, we can't stop it! It gets all of us, in time doesn't it? I remember when I was a young whipper snapper (young pup) without aches and pains, I did not understand why old people walk funny, bent over and seem so out of it mentally!

I go inside the supermarket, the thought of the old couple fades. My quest is for roast beef hopefully to soothe my belly in addition to my heart, after my shedding of tears! (I'M AN OLD MAN BUT FIND MORE MEANING, MORE BEAUTY, MORE SADNESS OF LIFE, THAN EVER BEFORE!. MY HEART CRIES OUT, LIKE I NEVER THOUGHT POSSIBLE!)  It's not meant to be. I'm at the speedy deli, where one person is filling orders on Friday afternoon, undoubtedly the busiest day of the week! I wait, until I could wait no longer, I grab a rotisserie chicken. If I would have stuck it out, I would of missed the main character of this story.

I hope I have your attention! The change of plans, due to my haste, places me behind an older gentleman, older than the couple I spoke of earlier. This man was bent at about a 90 degree angle from living life. He was slumped over his cart, which carries only donuts, a whole box full. The lid was not closed, seemed peculiar! I thought either he was having trouble closing, the stubborn box, or to show the cashier. He was slow, clearly having trouble with simple things, we take for granted! "How can that be?" you ask. It's called life! The aches, the pains, the fluidity of youth, has taken it's toll! His eyes also carry the visible effects of living so long! Paying for the donuts, placing them back in his cart, the lid not yet closed. He does manage with his billifold, although with not effortlessly! My heart is touched once again! My mind tells me "no hurry!" He proceeds to the parking lot as I pay for my rotisserie chicken. I catch up to him just in time to see him attempt getting in his car, parked in a handicapped spot. He suddenly realizes, it's not his car! It was a silver Toyota Camry. He moves over another row of cars, to a Chevrolet Cruz, this one, is his! I'm one row from him and have a clear view. I watch him with a heart full of compassion. He manages to get the box of donuts closed after many attempts, placing them in the backseat. He leans over the cart still at the 90 degree angle, pushing it a few feet away. He then leans on his car to get to the drivers side, all this time bent from lifes betrayal, of once a young man. He opens the door and lifts his right leg with his right hand to place his leg inside. He also uses his left hand to lift his left leg into the car. After much passing of time he slowly backs out and off he goes. The time spent before and after the supermarket, will never leave me. It registers a 10 on my heart scale!

AS I WRITE THIS, I SUFFER WITH MUCH PAIN, AT THE YOUNG AGE OF 60. I FEEL 80, AT TIMES. HOWEVER; I ENCOUNTER, AGE, AS, IT IS IN REAL TERMS! NOT PRETTY! NOT PRETTY AT ALL!!! THIS IS "THE NOW" I SPOKE OF, A FEW POSTS BACK. SEEMS, I WAS MEANT TO SEE THOSE TWO ENCOUNTERS! TWO DAYS LATER, I VISIT MY MOTHER, WHO IS IN HER EIGHTIES, WHO MOVES ABOUT WITH DIFFICULTY, LEANING ON FURNITURE TO GET THROUGH HER HOUSE. MAN OH MAN! IT HURTS! TO SEE REALITY! AGE SO UNFORGIVING! MY ONCE STAIGHT, SOUND MOTHER, REDUCED TO A FRACTION OF HER ONCE UPRIGHT SELF! I HEAR THE RINGING THROUGHOUT MY SOUL!___ MY HEART CRIES OUT!___ FOR ALL THE PEOPLE!___ I HAVE OVERLOOKED!___ OUT OF IGNORANCE!___ FROM BEING A YOUNG GLEN! I AM SLOWLY, BUT MOST CERTAINLY, JOINING THE RANKS, OF A ONCE GREAT ARMY, FULL OF YOUTHFUL EXUBERANCE! MY HEART CRIES OUT!___ I HURT FOR ALL!___ MY HEART'S BREAKING, AS IS, MY BODY. SEEING ALL, TOO UP CLOSE! IMPALES AN ARROW DEEP INTO MY HEART! I CURRENTLY STRUGGLE WITH ACHES AND PAINS. THE LIKES OF WHICH I'VE EXPERIENED ONLY A FEW TIMES, CAUSINGS ME TO WRESTLE WITH MY OWN MORTALITY, FOR THE SECOND TIME THIS YEAR! ONCE AGAIN I FIND MYSELF PUSHING MYSELF BEYOND MY BODY'S LIMITATIONS, THEREFORE SUFFERING FROM EXHAUSTION! THIS IS WHY I'M WORKING HARD TO CREATE A NEW ME, A MUCH HEALTHIER ONE, BY EATING THE WAY WE'RE SUPPOSE TO! AS I TYPE THIS POST I HAVE JUST AWAKENED FROM A SELF INDUCED MARATHON SLEEP-ATHON. ATTEMPTING  TO RECAPTURE, WHAT I HAD ONLY TWO WEEKS AGO. I HAVE BEEN HIT HARD MENTALLY AND PHYSICALLY FOR A REASON, I KNOW THIS BECAUSE OF THOSE___"THE NOW"___ MOMENTS I'M CURRENTLY IN!!! HOW IT HURTS!!!  DAMN!!!--- HOW IT HURTS!!!  THERE IS NO GAIN WITHOUT THE PAIN! I FIGHT WITH EVERY CELL OF MY BODY!___ ISN'T IT SOO FUCKING FUNNY!!! THAT NO ONE CAN FEEL YOUR PAIN!___ SIMPLY PUT FORTH A STIFF UPPER LIP! TOO LIVE EVEY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY, WITH WHAT I HAVE EXPERIENCED THE LAST WEEK, WOULD BE TO WISH FOR RELIEF, OF ANY KIND! CURRENTLY CURLING UP UNDERNEATH A WARM QUILT IS MY ONLY RELIEF! AH! IF ONLY, I COULD SLEEP UNTIL MY BODY REJUVENATES ITSELF FROM THE EXHAUSTION I FIND MYSELF IN! ONLY DREAMS AND A WARM QUILT FILLS MY BILL AT THIS MOMENT!

NOT TO WORRY FOR GLEN! I WILL SURVIVE!!! I SIMPLY WISH TO CONVEY MY CURRENT THOUGHTS AND PREDICAMENT, I FIND MYSELF IN! WE'RE ONLY HUMAN, WITH HUMAN FRAILITIES! MY GOAL IS TO WRITE MY THOUGHTS, FOR OTHERS THAT MAY NOT BE ABLE TOO! THAT'S THE UNDERLYING REASON THAT HAS SEEN ME THROUGH THE CHALLENGES, AND GIVETH ME____ THE STRENGTH, TO WRITE GLEN VIEW AND ALL THE OBSTACLES I OVERCOME, TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THERE ARE MANY! ONE CAN NOT ACCURATELY DEPICT, WHAT THEY HAVE NOT GONE THROUGH! "THERE BE MANY YEARS LEFT IN THIS OLD CODGER," BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY THAT! THE OLD SAYING "IT'S ALWAYS THE DARKEST BEFORE THE DAWN!" YES I THINK THAT'S TRUE! THAT'S WHERE I FIND MYSELF, ALONG WITH PROBABLY MILLIONS OF OTHERS! I SIMPLY WRITE OF THEM. IF YOU TO, ARE EXPERIENCING THE MANY CHALLENGING MOMENTS OF LIFE, AS I ONCE MORE FIND MYSELF IN! THE LIGHTHOUSE SENDS A LIGHT FROM OUT OF THE DARKNESS TO THE VASTNESS OF THE OCEAN, THEY GUIDE MANY LOST SHIPS TO THE SAFETY OF THE HARBOR! WOW AIN'T THAT COMFORTING OR WHAT???

i might feel at times it would be easier to cave in, there ain't no way! take this post as more positive than that! don't go away with negativity or sadness in your heart. i simply state the facts as i am living them! even as i lay my heart and soul out, for the whole world see, for some reason i sense that's my purpose! as one has a purpose in life they become stronger like the childhood story of "the little train that could." please don't make me have to tell you that story, because that little train did!!    Goodnight my friends in the land of Blogdom! Glen

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Update on DIE-ET!

Three weeks into the rest of my life, life style change. The die-et, is going wonderful. However, the yearly springtime allergies, has hit me like a ton of bricks!!! (More like 10 ton of !@#$ing-bricks!) I'm not talking regular allergy. I'm talking one from the depth's of helldom! Satan himself is squeezing me in his own private torture tomb, on his new fangled stretching rack! Every joint of my body aches, like I'm being ripped apart!

I'm fighting like Rocky Balboa, out of pure hard headedness! It began with tiny glimpses of what was to be, about ten days ago. I was hoping to be a "lucky punk" (Dirty Harry quote.) this year! But !@#k no, not to be! I fought hard day after day but champ Allergy Season is in blooming charge, I'm in Mother Nature's ring. (That's kind of cute! Why? Apollo Creed = Allergy Charge! Oh shit! I'm showing my age, nobody out there remembers the Rocky movies anyhow!)

I try retaining my sense of humor, but found it waning. I did write several posts that seeem, too over the top, even for this old fighting !@#$er! Talk about rambling! How would I describe it? Like Glen View on steroids!!!

Well if this was yesteryear, I would fold my hand and give way to the instant glorification of feel good food. Ya know, what I be talking about! Don't Ya! Ice cream and the make me feel better junk-o-fest buffet!

I have stuck to my goal despite the perfect storm a brewing. (Damn I like that!) Come hell or high water I intend to stick it out, THIS TIME!  Yer pal, Glen Ache.

Friday, April 13, 2012

The Now

To write or not to write, that be the question? What if my old brain is tapped out? Oh my, nothing to say! No silliness, no playing with words! Oh shit! There is one thing on my mind, so I might as well give it a go.

I wish to live for, now! This moment--- then the next moment and so on and so forth. I wish to know, to focus only, on this point, in time! Why? A lifetime of uncontrollable thoughts run through my mind at any second. Why? I don't know!  A person with inner anxieties, the damn turmoil never stops, no other way is known! Ah! Back to childhood, possibly conflict, festering, making you this way! An unwilling behavior. I will diagnose myself. To do this, I must go back to the past. Ahhh!!! The past has never left me! The past is always present! So I'll never be able to live in the, The Now! Will I? All experiences good or bad is one thought away. I choose to keep the good and to expell the bad. I can't do that, can I!  The unpleasant memories have grown too deep! When bad memories surface, I try to ignore them, making them go away! By willing a different thought, to overshadow my current one, but sooner or later all them damn memories reappear. Smells, sights, sounds, people, rudeness, waiting, the list is endless!!! Then there's the dejavu flashes, most likely only a fraction of a second... How the hell do you stop such madness, because that's exactly what it is, madness!

Meditation is the answer right? How many people, do you know meditate? Cleanse the mind and feel the power of the universe flowing through their body, achieving that inner peace! Oh yeah! Everybody in my Meditaion Club does this! I betcha the people that meditate and feel that power flow through their body is what percentage? Very low I would guess! This should be taught as part of a regular curriculum starting in grade school. If a kindergarden child has a regular scheduled nap time, that is a good start. That is a stress free change of pace. Wow most certainly is!

I must admit there was one point in my life I was actively working on meditation, and seeing results. But life calls! I let what progress I made, slip away! To succed, it must become part of your life, a ritual, first and foremost before anything else! Damn, that's hard to do! Had I been able to stay with it, who knows what might of transpired. I may of become one of them far away looking ones that nothing seems to faze. I see ones with glazed over eyes, but I don't think their meditating! Maybe self-medicating! Most likely their brain cells are burnt out. Or, as I like to say "the lights are on, but noobody's home!"

I ache for that relaxation state of mind! The closest thing I come too achieving it, is in my dreams. I awake with inner peace in ways that's hard to explain. Just last night I had several so real! They were off the charts! I'm hoping my chosen life style change, is rewarding me in ways I never imagined! Man, I hope so !!! The only problem with this is I can't control it as I imagine true meditation would. 

I know, I've rambled but know of no other way to voice my true inner thoughts! My thoughts my ramblings are the voices of others, I'm sure. To live in the moment to enjoy all the overlooked  is what I wish for. Damn I've barely scratched the surface of what I want to say!

To block out our minds to see only The Now sounds so wondeful! To live in The Now, without past destroying, or the worry of what tomorrow may bring. To fret about what may be, or flashes of thoughts from the past, kill us as surely as my name is Glen and this is Glen View. Goodnight and my wish for you is pleasant thoughts and beautiful dreams!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Too confusing to post!

This be my fun time. Yep! Me, you and the keyboard, at the end of a long day after working with challenging people for eight hours. The time, I enjoy the mostest!!! I know that's not a word, but if I want it to be a word, and you know what it means, then I'm making it a word! Anything be possible here on Glen View! I have a question for you? Is it me, or are people in general, certainly not you, that tune into Glen View, but are people getting dumber or WHAT??? I thought I had problems! Yikes! To think these..... ????? can have children! That's uncomprehensible! Damn that's one big word, coming out of my brain! That be confusing, and incomprehensible.... What the hell I don't even know what them words mean and now there's two! Since I have absolutely nothing of any real importance and have possibly, at mostus, an hour, before my eyes shut, let's examine that word uncomprehensible. Well, I don't actually mean us, as in me saying "let's" because, at the time I write this, you haven't read this yet! Oh my God! I've been teetering on the precipice for so long, you reckon, have I finally, gone over? At this very second it SURE seems sooo! Doesn't it? Oh it's worse than I thought! I'm asking you out there a question as I type this, and there's no fricking way you can answer, cause you haven't seen it yet! Is this a dream? It seems like one of my irrational, idiotic, dreams. 

((((I'm sensing OUT OF CONTROL here!)))) ALERT! ALERT! Sugar with draw! Yeah! That's what I can blame it on! I'm off that white stuff and it is making me sillier! Holly mackeral I don't need to be any sillier than I was! No way Jose!

Un-comp-re-hen-sible, I have no clue what the word means! What about in-comp-re-hen-sible? I have no clue what that word means! Then why in the hell did I use them? I have no understanding of why these two words popped out of my head! I suppose I have no understanding of why any words come out of my head! They just do, and I'm training my fingers to go with them, as I unwillingly watch them form on the monitor!
 ATTENTION THIS IS NOT A REAL POST! THIS IS A DREAM POST! AH, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!     

Monday, April 9, 2012

Dying Warm!

I hope your weekend was rewarding!!! Spring, being so early here in the Heartland, I have mowed my lawn three times already, should of been four but thunderstorms and muddy conditions won out! Most all trees have leaves, about a month early, I'd say. It's unbelievable, the beauty, so early! I hate winters! Someday, when my ship comes in, (yeah right) I'll move to a warm climate maybe KeyWest Florida. I wish to be so close to Havana I can smell them cigars rolled, even though I do not smoke! (In my dreams, always nice to dream!!!) Without dreams what would happen to me? I dare not go there!!! For without my dreams, "I dare I would not be".... Of that, I have not, one iota of doubt! AT ALL! They are my salvation... How can one be so sure... One must know his strengths, as well as his weakness! Believe me! I'm all to aware of mine! Unfortunately, as I think back, my weakness ruled too long! I'm on a quest this fine Easter Sunday. One does not have to believe in man made religions, to feel the power of The Creator! I feel The Creator as strongly, possibly more so, than ones born into orthodox doctrines. I can feel the energy of the universe flowing through my soul. I choose to think through my heart! I know my heart, what it feels! My heart does not lead me astray! It breaks at times, from many things, because, I think through it. My mind and heart work in unison, not separate. They have fought, sadly most of my life. The heart will win if we listen. Your mind is a thinking tool, a computer so complicated science cannot understand its complexity. Wow! They also cannot explain what causes the heart to start beating at the precise second it does. Seems only one logical explaination! The MASTER FORCE of the universes starts the heart at the appropriate time! Science tries to monitor and explain all! They cannot! THE BRAIN IS NOT DEVELOPED YET, THE HEART IS THE SWITCH OF THE SOUL! HOW BEAUTIFUL IS THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    

Someday! If only in my dreams! I wish to park my old tired body in a rocking chair, on the front porch with an ocean view. (Ah! Now I' really dreaming! One can have an awake dream can't one?) Rock away life's aches with the warm sea breeze, ever so gentle massaging, my old frail body. A glass of ice cold homemade lemonade, with real lemon pulp, swishing in my mouth, proof of reality, not processed artificial manmade yuck! Free to write anything this, feller can conjure up, sound mind, OR not! Feeling free!

After sunset the July wind blows warm, filling my heart, my soul, beyond capacity, I cry out for all to hear, as my eyes swell. My cry is, of joy! The full moon bounces off the ocean, producing shivers, running the length of my spine, rolling into my head with unequaled content of life. I pinch myself hard, believing it a dream? No, it's real! Heaven here on earth! I think "If! I had but a short time to live, unable to move about, then this is where I wish to take my last breath, dying warm , feeling love in Mother Nature's arms, caressing her breasts, feeling her heartbeat! Beauty beyond imagination! 

I wish not, to die, cold, shoveling snow! How sad, falling over into a white mattress of death! My last breath, twenty degree air! My body aches, from that thought, so cold.... My mind flashes my life, thinking if only, I'd done this, or that, not been so recklessly, saved more. Ah! But when your young, you feel as though, you'll live forever! You think yourself a young stallion, roaming free, nostrils flairing, breathing in the power of life, that only comes with youth, searching for, expecting excitement, conquest, not looking for trouble, body sound, capable of standing much ground, should you need too! Not foolishly free, but the power of the universe flows from within! You imagine yourself standing on a mountain top, as myth's speak of ready to take flight to fly free!

Life Change Update 4/08/2012

Two weeks into the beginning of a new me. I refuse to call it a ?iet! It is the first two weeks on the rest of my life, life style change. The difference between this and all other attempts at ?ieting IS! I am not going to weigh but once every three months. That's when I see my shrink, oops! Doctor! (little Glen humor u-know!) I can now walk by sweets, without my mouth watering, and haven't had a regular soda in two weeks and am trying to get off diet sodas. Why? Well according to what I have read, they be nothing but poison, besides they taste like shit! So why drink them? Well for me it has become a habit, and the caffeine, gives me a jolt. I thought long and hard about not writing of my change in eating habits. As I was at the grocery store a life altering moment hit me like a thunderbolt! (No, no, no, my Missy didn't smack me upside my head!!!) You see I had food that is healthy, as in vegetables and such. The thunderclap is, I was seeing myself through the other people. The thin ones were purchasing similar to what I was. Take the Orientals you see there, buying fruits, vegetables, fish etc. They are always skinny. The ones overweight along with their children are buying the stuff I used to eat! Need I say more.

SO I BE AT THE BEGINNING STAGES OF THE REST OF MY LIFE AND HAVE A THREE YEAR PLAN THIS TIME, NOT A FEW MONTHS. I'M IN IT FOR THE LONG HAUL, OR GLEN VIEW WILL BE NO MORE! WHY? I'LL BE PUSHING UP DAISIES! HUUH? DEAD!!! I WISH TO BE IN BETTER SHAPE AND HEALTHIER AT 65 AND AT 70, THAN I AM AT 60.

THE REASON I CHOOSE TO LET MY FRIENDS IN ON IT, IS! IT'S PART OF ME AND I DO NOT WISH TO HOLD ANY SECRETS HERE ON GLEN VIEW. I will be giving an update as I see fit. Glen Ah ha! I made a funny and wasn't trying to! (I'll be be giving an update as I get FIT!!!)  Oh my God, what if I lose my humor as I lose weight!  GOOD NIGHT MY FRIENDS!

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Uncle Jim

Oh shit! I hope you did not read yesterday's post! That made me look screwed up! I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT SCREWED UP! Just old! Aging does things to you, you know! Well I reckon you don't know if your young! Ah! To be young and know everything once more! The good old days! Something about the last couple sentences doesn't sound right! Knowledge is gained through living and experiencing life! Yeah that sounds right. I believe somebody called Confused-us talks about wisdom and philosophical stuff. He must of been one smart fella! How do I know? I've heard people say "Confused-us said, this, and that, la la la la la." Whatever! You could take my old uncle Jim Beam at family picnics, such as fourth of July, he would not say a word, but if my daddy offered him some alcohol, especially whiskey, old uncle Jim would come to life. Yes he would! I think my daddy planned it, so that when uncle Jim would be hitting his prime as in feeling the inebriating effects of that there whiskey about sundown. Yep, when the sun went down, old uncle Jim would be feeling goood!!! The campfire be warming us up, hotdogs be a popping, uncle Jim would bring out his smokes. I was amazed at these little smokes, they be funny looking, non filtered cigarettes, uncle Jim called them, his good smokes! I remember them smelling much stronger than his filtered cigarettes! Never seen them "good smokes" until Jim started laughing. Daddy tells us youngins "uncle Jim was in the war, took a lot of shrapnel and has many aches and pains, from that, and old age, plus heartaches from life. Has had his heart broken and is a quiet man, living with a  military pension. Nothing seems to get to him anymore, he has seen and done it all. Yep, uncle Jim would come to the picnics, family get togethers walking slowly with a cane. We all felt sorry for uncle Jim! But daddy knew how to soothe uncle Jim. Uncle Jim called whiskey "medicine!" Daddy let me smell it one time and it took my breath away, but uncle Jim would sip it at first and lick his lips, later on, he would chug that sucker and holler like a hyena. All we youngins knew, was that poor old uncle Jim's face would change from a grumpy looking old man, to a story telling, wisdom spewing, Confused-us fella! Daddy said "he had a good heart, that the war done things to him!" Anyhows, uncle Jim would be smoking them little cigarettes, tipping that bottle, making us youngins laugh, and cry, we were mesmerized by him! He would stand up and dance showing no effects of that shrapnel, his "medicine" and "smokes" rejuvenated him and all us youngins loved him! After a spell uncle Jim would get sleepy and we youngins would have to go to bed. Daddy would sit with him, just the two of them. I realized that even though my daddy was younger, he was the big brother now, taking care of uncle Jim. I learned from uncle Jim many things through his vivid and amazing storytelling. He was confused from the many scares of life! Although many times, much later in life, I can still hear his wisdom, his most magical way of relaying life lessons echoing in my head. Ones that would view him walking slowly, limping in much pain, would simply see an old man! Some, that knew him, would call him a boozer, telling how much he loved his "good smokes!" Me, as I grew up, see uncle Jim entertaining, not just us youngins, but my daddy, loving every minute, seeing his older brother, so alive as he once was. Only a burnt shell of his brother remains, he loved him so! I learn more from old uncle Jim, than all the Confucius fellers, that ever lived! Uncle Jim was REAL, no fairy tale, no made up words from a man sitting on a mountain pondering the philosophical wisdom of life! Uncle Jim experienced it and in all his frailities of living life he was real! I was taught, never judger a book by it's cover!!!
 
A LITTLE SOMETHUN, SOMETHUN, FOR YA, BEFORE I GO TO BED!   Glen        

Friday, April 6, 2012

SUPER SIZE SILLINESS TODAY!!!

Good morning my DEAR FRIENDS, this ain't, "Mr. Rodgers neighborhood!" This be "Mr. Glen's neighborhood!" An old man with nothun better to do, before dreamland, than to practice for a spell at typun, whatever comes out of his head, from here in the HEART...land. ( I lika that word! Heart to heart! That's what I try to do, from this old man's heart, to my friend's heart! Oh! I better stop... I'll get all misty eyed, and cry into my keyboard!) I'll get me some squeaky, rusty keys, to go with my squeaky, sticky, worn out knees. Sorry! Sometimes, I QUACK MYSELF UP!!! A little humor makes the world go round. YES IT DOES!!!

I use to, come home from work, grab a sandwich, or somethun, somethun! That somethun, somethun, be SOMETHUN, not good for this old boy! I donna hafta tell ya what that somethun, somethun is, do I? That would be .... I'm tryun to explain, and be a thinkun! I call what goes on in me brain, thinkun, you may call it thinking, it be the same, I just like leavun off them g's, and addun, u insted of i! Why? Hell I don't know! I just do!

I best explain for y'all out there in blogland. Mr. Rodgers, Neighborhood was a childrens show that used to be on several years back. Of course I never watched it! (Uhh, uhh)  Mr. Rodgers has..... ah oh! ...... has .... how do I tell the children that usd to watch him .... on shit! They are not children anymore, what was I thinkun? I was stuck in some kind of time warp! In that case since they be all grown up Mr. Rodger is dead!!! [ tears flowun all over my keyboard ]

(Why the hell am I makun such a big deal out of some silly old show that I didn't give a rat's ass about!!!)

[[[ Oh! Oh! Am I thinkun this, or, am I typun this for the whole word to read? Oh my goodness gracious, see what old age does to an old man! I don't know, if I'm in the past, present or visitun the future, as in the big A, don't make me spell it! Just think of it like this! Every time you visit Glen View, you probably get a mite confused. You've heard of dejavu, havent you? Well this be similar. Instead of havun flashes and the feeling you've experienced that before, I get the same, only experiencun alvu as in alzheimers! ]]]

Seems like only yesterday I would watch Captain Kangaroo and his side kick Mr. Green Jeans every morning before school!

If I type words without brackets, or them sideways eyelashes is what this old ?ucker calls them! Damn it, I have completely frozen me brain! Been doun, too much thinkun!!! My brain is on the verge of  overloadun! I will not be able to reboot myself, like I can my computer, oh shit!!! What will I do? Well I suppose if my wife comes into the den and seesa, me frozen at the computer, she knows the drill, she has done it a thousand times!!! Here is how it goes. I overload my brain, sosa my mind shuts down, my body is motionless! She sees me not movun, soo she checks fer a pulse! Yep! There's a pulse! Sosa she slaps me rights hard upside me head, presto! I be as good as new, until the next time I think too much! Yep it ain't easy being Mr. Glen! But I think, my wife kinda likes it! It be better than a double shot of coffee smackun me upside my head in the mornun! I'll hear her singun after that, starts her day off right!!! I think for her birthday this year, I'll fake an overload, to see how hard she actually hits me! I'll report back to y'all on that okey dokey!!!          

I got so super size silly today I plum forgot what I was gonna say a loong time ago when I started writun this silly ass post! Oh yeah! I started to make some kind of point in the second paragraph. I was sayun, I come home and fix me somethun as in somethun baad, fer this old boy and put my body in my lazy boy chair, turn on that television and further continue the nightly madness of rotting my old brain even before its time! Yep I was A LAZY BOY POTATO! You can watch only so many repeats of that show Maad, oops I mean Married With Children, you know the one with Al Bundy. Sosa after watchun every episode about a hundred times, I decided it's hi oh time I used my brain a little! SOSA AFTER 350 POST THIS IS WHERE MY MIND IS!!! ANNNDD IFFUN IF YOU READ THIS SILLY POST, FROM THE KING OF THE SILLY PEOPLE! I KNIGHT YOU, SILLY LIKE ME, AND SAY "goodnight!"   Glen!!!!!!!!!!!!  Ah, ha, ha, ha!!!!

((( Oh shit! I can't believe I wrote that! Oh are you still there!)))

Thursday, April 5, 2012

I was an ADDICT!!!

Eleven days into a life style change, I refuse to call it a -iet. I have lost and re found the pounds so many times, I had given up! Yes I did! I was an addict! Yes I was ! Addicted to anything that was badd fer me! But, but, but, that be the point! I grew up on pasta and potatoes, filling and cheap! Unto this day those two items are my favorites. I cast them devils out, begone! Yes I did! Hallelujah!!! Also another devilish habit developed in childhood, be sodas and donuts, actually sweets of any kind. Yep! I be a junkie created in childhood! Yes I was! Adults, unwittingly, created this monster of a sweet tooth child! I carried this badd, badd, habit way too long1 Yes I did! It be a simple reward for being a goood boy all my life, but DAMN! I ain't no dog!!! No I ain't! Although, I love them poochies! Yes I do! I wish to give you an example. Old Glen makes an out of town delivery in his truck at the end of his shift, sometimes I have to stop and fill the tank with diesel fuel. So, them soda's be calling my name. Yes they would! I go inside and get me a big gulp of soda, then I hear them apple and cherry pies teasing me, calling out real low "glen, glen, oh glenny! Damn it booy, you knowza, you want us, beautiful red cherries, scrumptous apples in that sweet gooey icing!" My body walks to the cashier with my soda, I'mma looking straight ahead not looking at the sweets when suddenly, my arm jump out and snatches me a little pie, by the time I get to the cashier I find one of them sweet pies, that cashier, dad burn them, ring that pie up soo fast, I can't say"NO!" Would I lie to you? Don't answer that!!! HAHA!

BADD HABITS are mighty hard to break! Yes they arrrrre! Sorry, I got a mite carried away! You must address and UNDERSTAND them badd habits! Yes you do! It be a reward for me for being such a good boy!!! I been treating myself like my poochies, telling them they're are good doggies, giving them a treat!  Rewarding myself, as I'm killing myself! Yes I am! I made myself a large glass of tea several weeks ago, suddenly realizing how much sugar I put in to satisfy my sweet tooth! I go "lord have mercy!" Yes I did! I had previously given up salt and realized! I DID NOT miss it! No, no, no! I work a strange shift as in the late shift, I blamed my eating late on my excess baggage! It be not the time I eat! It be eating that damn sweet pie, sweet soda and be HUNGRY before I go to bed. Them addicting carbs want you eating them all the time! Them DEVILS! I am currently in the peocess of the first two weeks on the South Beach -iet! I'm not goint to use -iet, because it be a complete rest of my life plan, not a -iet. Yes I am! I have added my humor to this, but will end this post on a serious note!

Old age is inevitable. I reckon! I've always viewed it as such, can't stop it, you're going to die! But I am not ready to go! I have unfinished business, much more that I wish to accomplish, to do that, I must make a REAL COMMITMENT!!! That be not a diet but a workable plan too survive! If an old fart like me can teach myself to type, write and use a computer, then learning to eat PROPERLY, should be within my grasp!
NEVER SAY, YOU'RE TOO OLD, TO LEARN MEW TRICKS!!!!!!!  GOODNIGHT MY FRIENDS OF THE WORLD, AND TO YOU ALIENS ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON!  "I can't wait until my little map showing the countries of origin, light's up that one!"      glen...  

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

I never would a thunk it?

It's late but I wish to write a little somethun, somethun. The fun part for me is--- I'sa (that be me, please remember, I'a, lika, to make up words, sometimes)

How ya doing? Fair to meddlin, I hope! I got too serious yesterday! Didn't see that coming, it just came out! When I say I don't know what I'm going to write about, that be totally true! I actually do sit down at my computer before going to bed and presto! I usually mumbo jumbo something to prime my pump, just like now, hoping to lasso onto something to get going. Once my head pump starts flowing, like the old fashion hand water pump, sometimes I can't stop. I do ramble, but that be me! At this point I'm still waiting! Come on brain give old Glen something, gosh darn it! Now the short stories, that I seem to have gotten away from is a different matter. It takes planning and such, that I didn't know I had. By the way my favorite short story is "Lost Road" I have gone back recently and refreshed my memory. The story covers many things and I put my heart and soul into it. I originally planned it to be one post, but once I started, all these other thoughts came out, it was amazingly fun to write, any way, if you have not read it, it can be found in my archives from October to December of 2010. It is four separate post. I also am rather fond of "Corner Lot."

Come on down brain, help me! I need help, is all my missfits asleep? Quite possible! I had to work over and I believe they have gone to bed! Well maybe I'll just give a little background on me. I never wrote anything about myself as I was starting this endeavor. A friend of mine knew I dabbled a mite, creating, bits and pieces of my madness,  I let him read a few hand written ones. Actually, I began by simply practicing my hand writing. I've always been ashamed of my penmanship. I was working a job where I was forced to wait for the product, so's I said "shit on this," I'm bored out of my skull and my blood pressure would rise as I must wait. Now old Glen hates to wait. I began practicing the alphabet and such and one can only do so much of that! I felt as though I was back in school. So I would write whatever popped into my mind. Just like now. One thing led to another and I wrote simple little things to pass the time.

You must remember, I never took a typing class nor creative writing class, hated English class. I know absolutely nothing about computers. I witnessed the beginning of the computer and as it become a neccessary tool for every household. My wife had one, I never had a reason for one. I hear y'all saying "where have you been?" I grew up in the sixties "MAN" home computers was not thought of then. Then came the seventies, the eighties, then all hell broke lose. Them damn things begin creating babies from out of that APPLE COMPUTER! Cell phones were not invented yet.They did have Car phones, I think Miami Vice made them look so cool! Them wireless phones began freeing the teenagers. They could take the phone into the other room so  parents could not hear! See what has happened. Look at where this technology has got us! Yikes! Heaven or hell, depends, I'd Say!!!

Damn! See how I ramble! After tons of practicing my penmanship, it never improved. I did become interested in writing down my thoughts though, so I hung with that for awhile and then just stopped! Seems I was, just wasting my time! What was I going to do with it?  A couple years later a friend of mine started a blog and said to me "you ought to start one," yeah right! I told him "I cannot type, don't have a computer, know diddly squat about one!"

Well as you can see, I did get a computer, still don't know diddly, about one, but my penmanship has improved! My friend opened this blog for me, calling it Glen View, how cool is that! I been practicing for over a year and a half now. I don't think, I'm ever going to learn and you know what? "I don't give a rat's ass," you know why? I have found my own way of relaxing, and it be what you're reading, right now! Damn, I sleep like a baby, and have found a way to release my inner stress! BUT YOU KNOW WHAT PLUM TICKLES THE THE COCKLES OF AN OLD MAN'S HEART? PEOPLE FROM ALL AROUND THIS WONDERFUL PLANET, ARE TUNING INTO GLEN VIEW! WHY? HELL I DON'T KNOW! BUT, I'MMA LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF IT, AND YOU NEVER KNOW ONE DAY, I MIGHT ACTUALLY LEARN HOW TO WRITE! NAH! OLD GLEN AIN'T HAVING NONE OF THAT! THAT BE TOO BORING! OLD GLEN DON'T KNOW NOTHING ABOUT PROPERNESS, HE BE TOO DAMN OLD, TO CHANGE NOW!!!   WHAT I CAN TELL YA FOLKS, I GONNA PRACTICE, PRACTICE, PRACTICE!!! YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHING YET!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Goodnight my friends, and I do mean friends, we are one and the same, everybody can use a laugh, a smile, and pure silliness, that's what I'm all about!   Old Man Glen.      

Monday, April 2, 2012

The World According To Glen!

The sun rides slowly around the globe lifting the veil of darkness. Awakening all creatures to begin another day. Bellies grumblE, young to feed. From the polar bear to the tiny mouse life is a search for food. The sly fox, the speed of the cheetah, the strength of the lion, so different. The weaker ones survive somehow, despite the odds against them. Ability of the lowly rabbit to multiply provides food for the hunters, yet they somehow survive. Rats even more so, never to begone from sheer numbers. The largest land animal the elephant hunted to near extinction, for their tusks. A magnificent animal killed for what a small percentile of their weight. Soon elephants will be viewed only in Zoo's, never to roam free, proud again, God how sad! The magnificent slow moving whale, still hunted down in the vast ocean in today's world! Why oh why! So asininely inhumane! Oh God why! The list goes on and on.

Humans, destroy, just to destroy. They destroy themselves, because of differences, color, religion. Always have, always will! It destroy's my mind, just to think of all the dastardly deeds happening, in the modern world!

Take away wardrobe, skin color, control of minds through organized religions and organized greed of man! The God of all, is one and the same! Man controls through devious mind alterating ways, always have always will!

We are lead astray from the innocent hearts of our youth. How can children, so pure, so loving, so right, become killers, destroyers, haters of everything, other than what they believe???

There lies the answer, they do not think for themselves! They allow others to do that for them. A child learns to think, watching, mulling over everything they see, hear, and feel! They're a works in process, full of love and compassion. Goodness, gracious, God Almighty!!! Why oh why???? When!!! Why???  Does the darling little ones, learn unacceptable behavior. It wasn't be born with! The innocence of a baby is pure. Ah! Man takes over once more! The picture becomes clear! The babies, puppies, elephants, rabbits, all animals depend on guidance. The elephant shot for the ivory by man, leaves a baby, alone to die, how sad! Man has destroyed two lives. Even if good human caretakers step in, raise the baby, it's still so sad! The baby never forgets, but look what it lost! Kind compassionate caregivers work to save the little ones life! God in action! The Devil DESTROY'S! A timeless endless battle, rages on, to one day destroy this planet, all species!!! Instead of man coming togethern in a God like manner, putting forth all we possess, the tiniest percent, want more, more death, destruction, more gold! These Evil Doers were not born this way! THEY WERE MADE THIS WAY! I cannot understand any man without a heart of a child! We can question but never understand such men! They have no heart! They be lifeless zombies from the depths of HELL! There be no other explaination!!!
It sure seems to me, the backbone of the world, the pillars of strength, the talk of love, peace, uniting the world should be the leaders of all religions! These supposedly 'God Men' should be uniting! Taking a much more active role organizing, creating with there abundance of followers. It seems so simple!

Ah but here again, man is the enemy, not God! All our Gods are good! It be the humans that think only of themselves, power, greed, control. We fight wars not because I hate you and you hate me! Men of power, of money, control, ram hatred into our minds, they make our own brethern enemies! Always have, always will, until we, the common man of the world, do our own thinking, listen to our own heart, create our own path. Become children once again and quit being brainwashed! Damn it all to hell! WE'RE THE SAME INSIDE, LET'S SHOW IT! The Puppet Master's pull our strings, why can't all, see this! We attend our houses of worship and kneel down in prayer, all along sending our young to die for what?

It's too late, what was I thinking! Since the beginning of time this has gone on! The strong devour the weak,  there is more devouring going on today!! BUT DAMN ARE THERE NOT ENOUGH GOD WORSHIPING, RIGHTEOUS ONES TO COME TOGETHER!!! RELIGION MEANS DIDDLY SQUAT, AS WE ARE THE ONES FIGHTING, THEIR WARS, FOR THEM, AND MANY OF THEM ARE USING RELIGION AS THE TOOL BEHIND IT. WEAK MULTIPLY FAST TO BE DEVOURED BY THE MIGHTY! BUT DAMN IF I CAN UNDERSTAND HOW THE PERCENTAGE IS SO IN THE MINORITY'S FAVOR, WHEN WE ARE THE MAJORITY!

I have made an attempt to understand history and make sense out of what I have read. Man has most assuredly painted history! Do we know the painting is right?

I do so question everything in my old age and cringe at the what my heart tells me, when I think through it!

I do however understand what a small percentage of ???? non humans have, and still are destroying WE the common, good people of the world, unless the powers that sit on their throne's get more involved, leading their people in a truer manner, we're goners!!! I TRULY BELIEVE THE ONES THAT CAN BRING US TOGETHER, HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THE ONES THAT KEEP US, THE REAL PEOPLE APART, DO IT IN THE NAME OF GOD. THAT'S A SHAME WHEN THE GOD THEY CALL THERE OWN, HAS TO BE THE ONE AND THE SAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Ramblings of an old man!  Glen

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Mr. Wiki

I'm about as relaxed as one can get without snoring! I'm so relaxed yet I haven't taken my meds. I'm afraid too at this point! I have been relaxed all day, my dreams were off Glen's dream measurement scale. Could it be that after only one week on The South Beach Plan I could feel this much better mentally? God I hope so! I did have some withdrawal problems as far as headaches go. I believe not going cold turkey with caffeine and sugar helped me. Even though diet sodas suck, and have gunk type junk in them, I do not intend to stay on them very long. I believe sodas, a bad habit developed in my childhood. Then it was the very small six ounce coca-cola bottles. My mom always loved cokes, she worked at a drug store that had an actual old time soda fountain. She actually was a soda fountain jerk! Ha, ha, ha, true story. I'm sure she developed the thirst for sodas then. We commonly referred to them as pop when I was growing up. I suppose there was a reason they called it that. From reading about the early days of coke, one article I read about was that they actually put a dash of cocaine, well I originally laughed that off. Then I started thinking about that. I know, I know, that be my problem! Seems before the modern drug cartel, oopsey! I mean, modern drug control, you could actually buy cocaine through mail order catalogs. Then I started putting other things together, like the good Doctor on the television series Gunsmoke who talked about laudanum. I just now done a little googling and Mr. Wiki says laudanum is an alcoholic tincture of opium, sometimes sweetened with sugar and also called wine of opium. Well lord have mercy isn't that sweet!!! (sorry couldn't help myself!) Did you know this Mr. Wiki was so smart you can look up anything through this fella! He be a regular encyclopedia! How did we ever get by without him? Oh!Oh! Oh! I just read recently where this will be the last year for the hard bound encyclopedia. Kinda makes me sad. I remember at school, and at the library leafing through them with wide eyes. Man it was fun!

Durn it! I sidetracked, but this old codger, ainna, gonna, apologize causin, it be a heap O fun fer me, and I hope y'all out there wherever ye be have a little chuckle at a rambling old fart, that be me! If I could not ramble I honestly think I would wither and blow away just like a, a, a, a, there I go again! I just thought, if I was a plant what would I be? I would have to be a vegetable plant! I know either a potato plant, or a tomato plant. Why? I'm so glad you asked, because I grew up eating 'taters' a staple of a poor person's diet, and I love tomatoes, especially them little sweet cherry tomatoes. Gosh darn them be good! I grow a couple every year, yep I do. Them babies are soo good fresh of the vine, um, um, um. I eat them like candy when I can get them right off the vine. The other time of the year I only use them in salads because, BABY! they ain't nearly as good!

Okay, okay, okay, laudanum was initially a working class drug, laudanum was cheaper than a bottle of gin or wine, because it was treated as a medicine for legal purposes and not taxed. Woo, wee, I bet that was some good stuff!

Sorry I could not think of anything to write. Please tune in next time when The Rambling Man will try again! Glen