I fly, oh so high, I touch the moon, of the midnight sky
Daytime finds me riding currents high, pain cannot get to me, from the world below
The Grand Canyon, more Grandeur, than the river ride of summer, years ago
The Pyramids, such an undertaking, answers, explained
I view the depth's of the world's oceans, see first hand what no man's??
Good and evil exist, battling, forever
Odds, evenly stacked
More, more, so much more
I would die... to die... within my DREAMS!!!
SOMETHING, FROM NOTHING, COMES FROM NO WHERE, RINGING CLEAR, AS THE COOL STARRY NIGHT OF THE PRE-DAWN, DAY BEFORE, THE DAY, BEFORE THE DAY, BEFORE CHRISTMAS.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Friday, December 21, 2012
I'll write myself into a good mood... nah!
Hello from my house to yours. It be a cold 29 degrees here. The wind be whirling away with a vengeance! Snow be stinging away at any unprotected part of your skin. HELLO... winter be here, and it's a letting us know it! Brrrr... I hate winter! Well not all of winter, just this part. Every year I bust my buttocks on ice! Would make for a laugh if you're not the one, going down, but my achy breaky back, can't take much more of this!
My goal was, to not be out and about making deliveries in all kinds of weather. I ain't the Post Office, I can't afford the deficit, only a government can afford that! (Oops how sad, that be us!)
I been in a down mood sorry! I shall try to write myself out of it!
Christmas be the time to go crazy! Spend, spend, spend, charge, charge, charge, why should we be any different than our government! So we the taxpayers pay back 40 cents to every dollar borrowed, that's the way Democracy works right? Them poor bankers, they need the money DON'T THEY?
That Federal Reserve is right handy! If there ain't enough money! They just fire up the presses! Lordy, it sure is a fine thing! We'll never run out o money, as long as we have trees! Man oh man! I wonder who was the brillant man, who thunk of this? Trillions in debt, TURN UP THE PRESSES! "THE AMERICAN WAY!"
I can't figure out why there worried about a Financial Cliff? Sheesh... can't the Federal Reserve print, Uncle Sam some more! At only 40 cents to the dollar who cares? ((((OBVIOUSLY NOBODY!!!))))
Hey we voted these fine representatives from only the best colleges in!
What we must figure out now, is what the hell happened to them on the way to Washington!
I know! I know! "ALIENS" Zapped them Ivy League brains! Laugh at me will ya? Makes about as much sense as anything else!
Who be them Lobbyist, I hear so much about? Be they any relation to WE? As in "WE THE PEOPLE!"
I been a thinkin upon this! Yes I have! After much pondering with the help of Billy Bob, Ray Earl and some others that dropped by unexpected, with buck deers tied to their Dodge Rams four wheel drives, and a bed full of Budweiser. (Damn... I do ramble don't I?)
Monday morning after we woke up from our drunken stupor, of thinkin, and drinkin, we found notes on this subject.
I know, hard to imagine one of my cousins could write! The unanimous verdict, verified by X's. There was one signed Henry/Henrietta, Bob/Bernadette, we're not sure whether this cousin is a boy/girl, seems to change, so we just go along with whatever.... that particular, day you know, after all cousins are cousins!
The question is. Are those Lobbyist any relation to us like cousins, removed?
We spent about a day and many cases of beer, trying to get all the BOOBS, sorry Bobs, to understand what a Lobbyist is!
Somebody summed it up best for us in words we could understand, ~!@#$%^&*()_+~!@#$%^&*()-sons-a-bitches!!!! Whoever it was got a beer can clinging ovation!
The most important point made was this. Them Lobbyist appear to be former Politicians. Once... every one.... understood.... this point... it be unanimous! "AIN'T NO FORMER POLITICIAN IN WASHINGTON, GONNA UNDERSTAND WE THE PEOPLE!!!" Oh!Oh!Oh!, And they most certainly ain't no kin to us! Goodnight
My goal was, to not be out and about making deliveries in all kinds of weather. I ain't the Post Office, I can't afford the deficit, only a government can afford that! (Oops how sad, that be us!)
I been in a down mood sorry! I shall try to write myself out of it!
Christmas be the time to go crazy! Spend, spend, spend, charge, charge, charge, why should we be any different than our government! So we the taxpayers pay back 40 cents to every dollar borrowed, that's the way Democracy works right? Them poor bankers, they need the money DON'T THEY?
That Federal Reserve is right handy! If there ain't enough money! They just fire up the presses! Lordy, it sure is a fine thing! We'll never run out o money, as long as we have trees! Man oh man! I wonder who was the brillant man, who thunk of this? Trillions in debt, TURN UP THE PRESSES! "THE AMERICAN WAY!"
I can't figure out why there worried about a Financial Cliff? Sheesh... can't the Federal Reserve print, Uncle Sam some more! At only 40 cents to the dollar who cares? ((((OBVIOUSLY NOBODY!!!))))
Hey we voted these fine representatives from only the best colleges in!
What we must figure out now, is what the hell happened to them on the way to Washington!
I know! I know! "ALIENS" Zapped them Ivy League brains! Laugh at me will ya? Makes about as much sense as anything else!
Who be them Lobbyist, I hear so much about? Be they any relation to WE? As in "WE THE PEOPLE!"
I been a thinkin upon this! Yes I have! After much pondering with the help of Billy Bob, Ray Earl and some others that dropped by unexpected, with buck deers tied to their Dodge Rams four wheel drives, and a bed full of Budweiser. (Damn... I do ramble don't I?)
Monday morning after we woke up from our drunken stupor, of thinkin, and drinkin, we found notes on this subject.
I know, hard to imagine one of my cousins could write! The unanimous verdict, verified by X's. There was one signed Henry/Henrietta, Bob/Bernadette, we're not sure whether this cousin is a boy/girl, seems to change, so we just go along with whatever.... that particular, day you know, after all cousins are cousins!
The question is. Are those Lobbyist any relation to us like cousins, removed?
We spent about a day and many cases of beer, trying to get all the BOOBS, sorry Bobs, to understand what a Lobbyist is!
Somebody summed it up best for us in words we could understand, ~!@#$%^&*()_+~!@#$%^&*()-sons-a-bitches!!!! Whoever it was got a beer can clinging ovation!
The most important point made was this. Them Lobbyist appear to be former Politicians. Once... every one.... understood.... this point... it be unanimous! "AIN'T NO FORMER POLITICIAN IN WASHINGTON, GONNA UNDERSTAND WE THE PEOPLE!!!" Oh!Oh!Oh!, And they most certainly ain't no kin to us! Goodnight
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Too much... to think upon!
Body creaks... groans... age... HUH! Mind, once in a while is clear! Mostly a patchy fog, proceed at your own risk! Do they have signs warning of fog? If they do, I would see the fog sign plastered against the windshield of my Chevrolet Venture Van, as I'm go over the cliff!!!
Do you ever tire, of trying? Want to say to life. Hey... "I've had enough, if you want me, here I am!" Take my heart, soul, body, I'm done with it! Body's no longer worth the pain, only more... to look forward too! Don't make the tomorrows, hardly seem worth it, any more!
AH! The mind... a lengthy never ending subject. If not for the mind and the ability to keep chugging away, after the boiler, of my train has gone... ka-put! (That be dead!)
I reckon... as long as there is a little... "I think I can left!" I'm too dumb to lay down, and not get up!
Horses have enough horse sense to do that! So I've heard!
Every since I can remember my mind's, a teeter tooter, I'm both ends! What I really want, is to be the middle! Sure seems... right nice, right now!
Can I ask a question of my friends? Does the mind affect and control the aches and pains of the physical body?
OR does the aches and pains control the mind?
OR is it a combination?
Does the heaviness of the heart, and weight of the soul, figure into this equation?
I TIRE OF BEING TIRED! IF NOT FOR A TAD OF HOPE, AND MY NIGHTLY DREAMS, I'D JUST AS SOON FADE AWAY! Goodnight!
Do you ever tire, of trying? Want to say to life. Hey... "I've had enough, if you want me, here I am!" Take my heart, soul, body, I'm done with it! Body's no longer worth the pain, only more... to look forward too! Don't make the tomorrows, hardly seem worth it, any more!
AH! The mind... a lengthy never ending subject. If not for the mind and the ability to keep chugging away, after the boiler, of my train has gone... ka-put! (That be dead!)
I reckon... as long as there is a little... "I think I can left!" I'm too dumb to lay down, and not get up!
Horses have enough horse sense to do that! So I've heard!
Every since I can remember my mind's, a teeter tooter, I'm both ends! What I really want, is to be the middle! Sure seems... right nice, right now!
Can I ask a question of my friends? Does the mind affect and control the aches and pains of the physical body?
OR does the aches and pains control the mind?
OR is it a combination?
Does the heaviness of the heart, and weight of the soul, figure into this equation?
I TIRE OF BEING TIRED! IF NOT FOR A TAD OF HOPE, AND MY NIGHTLY DREAMS, I'D JUST AS SOON FADE AWAY! Goodnight!
Monday, December 17, 2012
Searching for answers, that never come!
Its so late into Sunday night, actually early AM, before people start going to work. December 17, almost Christmas. I'm not in a Christmas mood, call me Scrooge if ya want. The luster of the season has deteriorated with age. The magic's gone, so what's left. The mad dash of Black Friday is foreign to me! The cash registers a ringing, the credit card/debit machine a beeping. AH! The joy of the holidays, ringing and beeping for the retailers. We must keep them big box stores coming soon, to every nook and cranny of America.
The older I am, the more tired, more frustrated, more impatient, I become... of everything!
Soon the world will be coming to an end! Soon plagues of biblical proportions will come! Soon zombies will eat your flesh! Soon tidal waves, earthquakes, volcanoes, the sun will emit solar flares and fry our electronics and so on and so forth!!!! The bad news never stops does it? All these things I've mentioned sells movies and books. Well la-de-da!
Where is this headed I haven't the foggiest idea! There has always been the good the bad and the ugly, hasn't there?
We must survive, we know nothing else! Survival... the natural force, of all living things. Creation, evolution, I don't care! How does believing in either help you pay your bills.
The big bang, brings everything! God gives us everything! Scholarly ones know everything! I'm so glad! Physicist, Theologians, to my uncle Phyl and uncle Theo. Only difference between my uncles and the Physicist and Theologians all think, but my uncles tell good stories at family gatherings, where the Scholars sell books, fill churches, live off others. My uncles do menial work to earn their keep!
DAMN!!! I WISH I COULD LASSO SOME KNOWLEDGE, OR WHAT I WANT TO SAY! I'LL CONTINUE UNTIL I FALL ASLEEP OR BORE YOU TO DEATH. (One day soon it all will end! At least we'll all be equal then, or not!)
That good, the bad and the ugly thing! We have to have the good or the bad, least Star Wars, Religion, Wars, Politics make little sense. I'm a rambler, a Searcher, a searching for that tad o sense! I don't know it all, I search, I think, therefore I'm me! (That's a terrifying thought!)
For some unknown reason I find the love O words my new hobby, most... satisfying, as I approach the final rung of my ladder. What lies at the end of that ladder, some, they seem to have it all figured out! I applaud you, I really do! YOU FIGURED IT OUT, NOW YOU HAVE PEACE OF MIND!
I continually search for my little piece of mind, to place it back, before I lost it! Please ride with me in "Search Of!" It will be a hoot! No! No! Not like the wisdom of an owl! It be like ring around the rosie, where it stops, NOBODY KNOWS, FER SURE IT AIN'T ME!
We live... we do are best... we are... survivors! Why? Feck... I don't know! To think, to write, to raise children, to work, to cry, to laugh, pleasure, satisfaction, accomplishments, a never ending list!
I DON'T THINK WE'LL EVER FIND THE ANSWERS, BECAUSE THE ANSWERS ARE NOT THERE!
OR THE ANSWERS ARE SO SIMPLE, WE CANNOT SEE THE ANSWERS THROUGH THE SCHOLARS! (That's kinda cute!)
There's nothing better than individuality! We need not understand, agree, with others feck, I don't agree with NOBODY! I disagree with myself most of the time! I don't like whom I am most of the time, nor what I be a thinkin, I KEEP ON A SEARCHING, SEARCHING BE THE FUN, THE PLEASURE TO THIS HERE THEORETICAL LIFE OF OURS!
DO I HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT FER YA! THINK PUZZLE, USED TO BE, BEFORE ELECTRONIC, GIZMO, APP MANIA HIT. PEOPLE LOVED PUTTING A PUZZLE TOGETHER.
"How many piece puzzle!"
YER MISSING THE POINT, IF THERE IS ONE!
WE'RE THE BIGGEST PUZZLE, THERE'S EVER BEEN!!! Goodnight my friends thanks fer spending some rambling time with yer old pal Glen.
The older I am, the more tired, more frustrated, more impatient, I become... of everything!
Soon the world will be coming to an end! Soon plagues of biblical proportions will come! Soon zombies will eat your flesh! Soon tidal waves, earthquakes, volcanoes, the sun will emit solar flares and fry our electronics and so on and so forth!!!! The bad news never stops does it? All these things I've mentioned sells movies and books. Well la-de-da!
Where is this headed I haven't the foggiest idea! There has always been the good the bad and the ugly, hasn't there?
We must survive, we know nothing else! Survival... the natural force, of all living things. Creation, evolution, I don't care! How does believing in either help you pay your bills.
The big bang, brings everything! God gives us everything! Scholarly ones know everything! I'm so glad! Physicist, Theologians, to my uncle Phyl and uncle Theo. Only difference between my uncles and the Physicist and Theologians all think, but my uncles tell good stories at family gatherings, where the Scholars sell books, fill churches, live off others. My uncles do menial work to earn their keep!
DAMN!!! I WISH I COULD LASSO SOME KNOWLEDGE, OR WHAT I WANT TO SAY! I'LL CONTINUE UNTIL I FALL ASLEEP OR BORE YOU TO DEATH. (One day soon it all will end! At least we'll all be equal then, or not!)
That good, the bad and the ugly thing! We have to have the good or the bad, least Star Wars, Religion, Wars, Politics make little sense. I'm a rambler, a Searcher, a searching for that tad o sense! I don't know it all, I search, I think, therefore I'm me! (That's a terrifying thought!)
For some unknown reason I find the love O words my new hobby, most... satisfying, as I approach the final rung of my ladder. What lies at the end of that ladder, some, they seem to have it all figured out! I applaud you, I really do! YOU FIGURED IT OUT, NOW YOU HAVE PEACE OF MIND!
I continually search for my little piece of mind, to place it back, before I lost it! Please ride with me in "Search Of!" It will be a hoot! No! No! Not like the wisdom of an owl! It be like ring around the rosie, where it stops, NOBODY KNOWS, FER SURE IT AIN'T ME!
We live... we do are best... we are... survivors! Why? Feck... I don't know! To think, to write, to raise children, to work, to cry, to laugh, pleasure, satisfaction, accomplishments, a never ending list!
I DON'T THINK WE'LL EVER FIND THE ANSWERS, BECAUSE THE ANSWERS ARE NOT THERE!
OR THE ANSWERS ARE SO SIMPLE, WE CANNOT SEE THE ANSWERS THROUGH THE SCHOLARS! (That's kinda cute!)
There's nothing better than individuality! We need not understand, agree, with others feck, I don't agree with NOBODY! I disagree with myself most of the time! I don't like whom I am most of the time, nor what I be a thinkin, I KEEP ON A SEARCHING, SEARCHING BE THE FUN, THE PLEASURE TO THIS HERE THEORETICAL LIFE OF OURS!
DO I HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT FER YA! THINK PUZZLE, USED TO BE, BEFORE ELECTRONIC, GIZMO, APP MANIA HIT. PEOPLE LOVED PUTTING A PUZZLE TOGETHER.
"How many piece puzzle!"
YER MISSING THE POINT, IF THERE IS ONE!
WE'RE THE BIGGEST PUZZLE, THERE'S EVER BEEN!!! Goodnight my friends thanks fer spending some rambling time with yer old pal Glen.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
FOREVER... will this be?
WHY.......... my first thought.... my compassion, anger, merge-into-one?
AGAIN... how can this be? Children, in a grade school?
A war zone, fathomable... Six to eight years olds... unthinkable!
"NO... killing... makes sense!"
SMALL town, U. S.A. mourns, a nation, the world, supports, with billions of tears!
WHAT... shall these families do? The heart shall never... heal... gashed too deep, all the prayers, the love of a caring world, CANNOT STOP, SUCH A TRAGIC, UNJUSTIFIABLE LOSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OUR souls cry out, for this town, once again, once more, another time... Will it ever stop?
OR shall "forever... will this be?"
THE HIGHEST/ MIGHTIEST, pulpits of the world FAIL, to explain such atrocities!
WORDS, cannot relieve this... kind... of pain... that shall torment, the hearts, souls, forever, of family, friends, love ones. I fail to justify such a dastardly act... explainable, by no one!
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I CRY OUT TODAY, MR. PRESIDENT, I CRIED ALONG WITH YOU, YESTERDAY, I'M CRYING OUT, TO YOU TODAY! MAKE IT... YOUR PRIORITY... THESE NEXT FOUR YEARS, TO MAKE THE FIRST TRUE TASTE OF LEARNING, FOR OUR CHILDREN, THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE! READING, WRITING, ARITHMETIC, SAFETY, LOVE. YEARNING TO WALK INTO SCHOOL, WITH THEIR LITTLE HEADS HELD HIGH!
PLEASE OH PLEASE! NEVER... ANOTHER FRONT PAGE PICTURE WITH HEADLINES OF WHAT, YOU, THE NATION, AND I CRIED TOGETHER OVER!
I CHALLENGE ALL THE DEADLOCKING, IDIOTIC BEHAVIOUR, OF IDOLATRY, FOR THE, SMALLEST PERCENTILE, TO STEP UP TO THE PLATE, TO IDOLIZE, THE ONLY ONES THAT WE SHOULD BE! THE CHILDREN OF ALL!!!!
AGAIN... how can this be? Children, in a grade school?
A war zone, fathomable... Six to eight years olds... unthinkable!
"NO... killing... makes sense!"
SMALL town, U. S.A. mourns, a nation, the world, supports, with billions of tears!
WHAT... shall these families do? The heart shall never... heal... gashed too deep, all the prayers, the love of a caring world, CANNOT STOP, SUCH A TRAGIC, UNJUSTIFIABLE LOSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OUR souls cry out, for this town, once again, once more, another time... Will it ever stop?
OR shall "forever... will this be?"
THE HIGHEST/ MIGHTIEST, pulpits of the world FAIL, to explain such atrocities!
WORDS, cannot relieve this... kind... of pain... that shall torment, the hearts, souls, forever, of family, friends, love ones. I fail to justify such a dastardly act... explainable, by no one!
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I CRY OUT TODAY, MR. PRESIDENT, I CRIED ALONG WITH YOU, YESTERDAY, I'M CRYING OUT, TO YOU TODAY! MAKE IT... YOUR PRIORITY... THESE NEXT FOUR YEARS, TO MAKE THE FIRST TRUE TASTE OF LEARNING, FOR OUR CHILDREN, THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE! READING, WRITING, ARITHMETIC, SAFETY, LOVE. YEARNING TO WALK INTO SCHOOL, WITH THEIR LITTLE HEADS HELD HIGH!
PLEASE OH PLEASE! NEVER... ANOTHER FRONT PAGE PICTURE WITH HEADLINES OF WHAT, YOU, THE NATION, AND I CRIED TOGETHER OVER!
I CHALLENGE ALL THE DEADLOCKING, IDIOTIC BEHAVIOUR, OF IDOLATRY, FOR THE, SMALLEST PERCENTILE, TO STEP UP TO THE PLATE, TO IDOLIZE, THE ONLY ONES THAT WE SHOULD BE! THE CHILDREN OF ALL!!!!
Friday, December 14, 2012
Yu-go... You-no!
Hello friends. How's it going today? Is your engine hitting on all cylinders or do you feel and look like a Yugo? (Ah, ha, ha, ha, I couldn't help myself!) Oh shit... it's not funny, if you don't know about that car! If I have to explain it, then there is no joke here! If you like my blog just smile for ol' Glen. THANK YOU! IF YOU DIDN'T SMILE, READ MY LIPS!!!
My oh my! "I seem to be in one of my many moods, oopsey... I best define that a tad." SILLY-ASS mood, guess what? I think I like it!
I ran across me a new word while ago, as in 10 minutes ago, whilst I was reading about the L. A. Lakers. FECKLESS! Somethun about that word that chimes my xylophone! F?CKLESS, pardon-waa! When a word !@#$s one up, it's hard to continue a rational, meaningful train of thought! Yoo-whooo... chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-gotta get that train a rolling-woo-woo-here that horn a blowing, see that old steam engine's big wheels slipping, gotta pull that load o cattle, to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come. Rawhide... thru... all kinds a weather, for worst, or for better, keep that train a chugging down that line!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????? (((what the--feck--was that?)))
DAMN... DAMN.. DAMNNN!!! that sure was funnn, and I done went and forgot what in tarnation started all this here silliness!!! See-a how one ol' fricking word can lite, or should it be light, guess what? I don't give a--feck! Oh yeah, knows I remember!
FECKLESS, The art of not giving a--feck! Oopsey once more, but pretty darn fricking close... I must say!
FECKLESS, weak; ineffective 2 irresponsible
Makes ol' G want to F??K around with this word, or should I say,---FECK-- around! I feel like a kid at Christmas time with this here new word! (feck,eck, feck, feck) SORRY! No I'm not!
I like to travel one word above the word I'm looking up, so let's see where this takes us!
FECES, Enough of that shit! (Come on give old Glenny a tiny upturned grin, he be working his behind off tonight!) Let's go below freckles (OOPS!) I mean feckless. AND THE WINNER IS....
FECUND...WHAT? WHAT KIND OF A WORD IS FECUN? Well I'll be darn! Taking that letter d away, sure changes that word... doen't it? (Or it could just be be!)
Ah! Come on people don't tell me I have to explain everythang... ya... gots... to have your imaginary imagination hat on when you read GLENVIEW, you know!
What does this word say to y'all, XXXKIN! Now this word FECUN.
GOODNIGHT MY FRIENDS... UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN... HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU! IF I REMEMBER RIGHT, ROY ROGERS USED TO SIGN OFF LIKE THAT BACK IN THE FIFTIES, I ALWAYS LIKED THAT AND HIM!!! Glen
My oh my! "I seem to be in one of my many moods, oopsey... I best define that a tad." SILLY-ASS mood, guess what? I think I like it!
I ran across me a new word while ago, as in 10 minutes ago, whilst I was reading about the L. A. Lakers. FECKLESS! Somethun about that word that chimes my xylophone! F?CKLESS, pardon-waa! When a word !@#$s one up, it's hard to continue a rational, meaningful train of thought! Yoo-whooo... chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-gotta get that train a rolling-woo-woo-here that horn a blowing, see that old steam engine's big wheels slipping, gotta pull that load o cattle, to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come. Rawhide... thru... all kinds a weather, for worst, or for better, keep that train a chugging down that line!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????????????? (((what the--feck--was that?)))
DAMN... DAMN.. DAMNNN!!! that sure was funnn, and I done went and forgot what in tarnation started all this here silliness!!! See-a how one ol' fricking word can lite, or should it be light, guess what? I don't give a--feck! Oh yeah, knows I remember!
FECKLESS, The art of not giving a--feck! Oopsey once more, but pretty darn fricking close... I must say!
FECKLESS, weak; ineffective 2 irresponsible
Makes ol' G want to F??K around with this word, or should I say,---FECK-- around! I feel like a kid at Christmas time with this here new word! (feck,eck, feck, feck) SORRY! No I'm not!
I like to travel one word above the word I'm looking up, so let's see where this takes us!
FECES, Enough of that shit! (Come on give old Glenny a tiny upturned grin, he be working his behind off tonight!) Let's go below freckles (OOPS!) I mean feckless. AND THE WINNER IS....
FECUND...WHAT? WHAT KIND OF A WORD IS FECUN? Well I'll be darn! Taking that letter d away, sure changes that word... doen't it? (Or it could just be be!)
Ah! Come on people don't tell me I have to explain everythang... ya... gots... to have your imaginary imagination hat on when you read GLENVIEW, you know!
What does this word say to y'all, XXXKIN! Now this word FECUN.
GOODNIGHT MY FRIENDS... UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN... HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU! IF I REMEMBER RIGHT, ROY ROGERS USED TO SIGN OFF LIKE THAT BACK IN THE FIFTIES, I ALWAYS LIKED THAT AND HIM!!! Glen
Thursday, December 13, 2012
THE MANY SWINGS, OF THE PENDULUM...
I feel like a pendulum on a Grandfather's clock. Back and forth continually all day, every day, 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year, err...errr. crash! I am the pendulum, only I vary from the highs to the lows, it can last a spell, in either mode, OR change in a split second from out of the blue, a word, a sentence, or most recently the lack of hearing what someone said to me, asking them politely "please say again."Still.. not understanding, unable to read their lips. Out of a lifetime habit, I shake my head and say yeah! Now, I'm embarrassed, reluctant to ask them to repeat!
What has this to do with this post? ONLY HERE... I.. DO... NOT... NEED ... TO... HEAR!
I CAN BE ME... TOTALLY FREE... YOU SEE! NO BOUNDARIES... PLACED ON ME!
NOTHINGS MORE FREE, THAN TO NOT WORRY! HERE.. NO CHAINS, A BINDING ME!
IF IN MY LACK OF PROPERNESS, YOU CANNOT FEEL, MY WORDS, OF THE DAY, WHICH MAY... GO SIDE TO SIDE, UP AND DOWN, OR VISIT UNCHARTED TERRITORIES, YET TO BE FOUND. I BID YOU ADIEU, NO HARM, NO FOUL!
"I shall never apologize for whom I am, as I continually search, for who I can be!"
I wear my heart on my sleeve to show to all, the human I be! I don't want to be pigeonholed, for I am not! I'm a simple man that attempts each and every single day, to be the best I can be! I'm labeled by the learned Medical Community by a label, that changes from time to time. I label myself a human being, whose attempts at showing my inner thoughts and emotions, unhindered, in my simple words. YES, THERE IS A REASON I SAY THIS AT THIS TIME, AND NOW I'M GOING TO EXPLAIN!
The ups and downs of the past six weeks, have taken a heavy toll on me. I was riding along at a comfortable pace in life, ESPECIALLY for me! I believe I referred to it as a drunken stupor in a couple earlier posts. Well, that changed from being in a manic phase, to depression phase back and forth until ol' Glen be fucking wore out, wishing he'd never heard these two words, day shift! I'm still not on days, while a lot o dilly dallying, nonsensical shit, grows longer, from the fertilized waste!
My emotions have run the gauntlet, I bear, non physical scars, bout now! In my own un-orchestrated way I have been trying to show the emotional humor, as well as baggage, in my thoughts! Those of you new readers may think, this guy is fucking nuts, I hope I made that abundantly clear, in my last post! Yes.. I am! I ask you to read a few of my posts. I was attempting to show my train of thought, ME, during the last few weeks, after all... we all... go through many different stages, it's part of being, who we are! My wish is to simply be me! GOODNIGHT MY FRIENDS!!! Glen
I'M SITTING IN TOTAL DARKNESS ABOUT TO GO TO BED. ONE LONE CANDLE FLICKERS BEAUTIFULLY! THE SMELL SO SWEET, THE FLAME SO WARM! DANCING TO THE TEMPO OF ITS OWN SONG! SO SIMPLE, SO BREATHTAKING! THE FITTING END, TO MY DAY... A GENTLE BREATH SAYS "GOODBYE, FROM IT... TO YOU!"
What has this to do with this post? ONLY HERE... I.. DO... NOT... NEED ... TO... HEAR!
I CAN BE ME... TOTALLY FREE... YOU SEE! NO BOUNDARIES... PLACED ON ME!
NOTHINGS MORE FREE, THAN TO NOT WORRY! HERE.. NO CHAINS, A BINDING ME!
IF IN MY LACK OF PROPERNESS, YOU CANNOT FEEL, MY WORDS, OF THE DAY, WHICH MAY... GO SIDE TO SIDE, UP AND DOWN, OR VISIT UNCHARTED TERRITORIES, YET TO BE FOUND. I BID YOU ADIEU, NO HARM, NO FOUL!
"I shall never apologize for whom I am, as I continually search, for who I can be!"
I wear my heart on my sleeve to show to all, the human I be! I don't want to be pigeonholed, for I am not! I'm a simple man that attempts each and every single day, to be the best I can be! I'm labeled by the learned Medical Community by a label, that changes from time to time. I label myself a human being, whose attempts at showing my inner thoughts and emotions, unhindered, in my simple words. YES, THERE IS A REASON I SAY THIS AT THIS TIME, AND NOW I'M GOING TO EXPLAIN!
The ups and downs of the past six weeks, have taken a heavy toll on me. I was riding along at a comfortable pace in life, ESPECIALLY for me! I believe I referred to it as a drunken stupor in a couple earlier posts. Well, that changed from being in a manic phase, to depression phase back and forth until ol' Glen be fucking wore out, wishing he'd never heard these two words, day shift! I'm still not on days, while a lot o dilly dallying, nonsensical shit, grows longer, from the fertilized waste!
My emotions have run the gauntlet, I bear, non physical scars, bout now! In my own un-orchestrated way I have been trying to show the emotional humor, as well as baggage, in my thoughts! Those of you new readers may think, this guy is fucking nuts, I hope I made that abundantly clear, in my last post! Yes.. I am! I ask you to read a few of my posts. I was attempting to show my train of thought, ME, during the last few weeks, after all... we all... go through many different stages, it's part of being, who we are! My wish is to simply be me! GOODNIGHT MY FRIENDS!!! Glen
I'M SITTING IN TOTAL DARKNESS ABOUT TO GO TO BED. ONE LONE CANDLE FLICKERS BEAUTIFULLY! THE SMELL SO SWEET, THE FLAME SO WARM! DANCING TO THE TEMPO OF ITS OWN SONG! SO SIMPLE, SO BREATHTAKING! THE FITTING END, TO MY DAY... A GENTLE BREATH SAYS "GOODBYE, FROM IT... TO YOU!"
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