Working in circles between here and the time
the sun shines brightly
clang clang on the coffee mug
clang clang on the coffee mug
clang clang on the coffee mug
We've only just begun
There isn't a thing that can not be seen
that's lit by the sun
if your eyes peer thee
The cardinal and the owl gazed down upon the earth
So many wrongs to make right
and two wrongs don't make a right
though for peace on earth
justice must be done
Mashallah
As the crows and the birds all fly south east.
Easter
this is what time it seems.
I'll start here,
Every time I stand for the National anthem, I sing it out loud. I almost always tear up, "...bombs bursting in air..."
His helicopter was hit on 9 June, he died 2 July, 2010. Why were we in Afghanistan?
Have you ever read 'War is a Racket', by Smedley Butler? You should, he explains how 'War is a Racket', he was the system and understood the system. He was no normal man, he was extraordinary; he was a Marine. It will truly do your knowledge base good to read 'War is a Racket', that's why I am saying it 3 times to whomever is ingesting this.
It doesn't bother me to acknowledge that our country has been systematically run to the ground for a very long time, 1963? 1933? 1910? That the citizens of the United States of America were declared the enemy in 2020, there is zero hyperbole here. I love my country, I'm not fond of the people that got us to this place; bankers, politicians and run of the mill State administrators, and such...
There was a moment yesterday when not an algorithm motivated empty thought came to me...as a reminder of the past; my moment was a time where life and death met in the middle, death always wins in the end. The tears gathered with grace, love, and gratitude. He was there for the right reasons. We were there for the wrong ones.
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Me...
"I'll tell you a story this seventh of November.
They were real people that died to fill their pockets with baubles. I knew a guy long ago, his name was Dave Wisnewski and he was an American hero. When you find out he died for all the wrong reasons come see me.
We broke bread together, we celebrated Easter and holidays together, he was your brother.
I'm your uncomfortable reminder."
Her response...(My part is high lighted)
"I don't usually comment on political posts - people have their reasons for their beliefs, and those reasons are valid. But I have to take offense at you bringing up Dave's death and insinuating that it was for nothing. Believe what you want , but please don't project those beliefs on heroes who paid the ultimate sacrifice. You don't know what motivated Wiz (If he told me the truth, he was inspired by 9/11 to apply to USAFA), why he chose to serve, what beliefs he held dear (Wiz was Catholic, also Polish, a heritage from which I also share a history, besides helicopters and war we conversed on a multitude of subject matters as I got to know him). Holding him as an example in your rants is an insult to his memory."
Reply from an American hero himself, who once went on a Rescue mission in my birth land, not to mention the rest...
"What I have learned in my short time on this planet, we all grieve in a different way. Sometimes, we do things that others perceive as dishonoring another's memory. I ask you to give Kristin grace and realize losing others hurts. My own journey in losing many close heroes has had me reject my faith. Pretty irrational, we are all flawed creatures. We need to support one another. After work today, I plan on raising a scotch to Wiz and all the greatest Rescue dudes and dudettes that gave their best and are no longer with us. I will celebrate that."
Her...
I agree with you. Everyone does grieve differently. My intent was certainly not to dismiss Kristin's grief. I just personally don't like it when politicians and others use someone's death to advance their position, (the position I'm advancing is to recall a real hero) and that's what this post felt like to me. Maybe I'm more sensitive because we just went through such a divisive election process, and I saw too many political ads that did this. Those ads probably don't bother others, but they strike a nerve with me. And that's how I read this post. Like I said, we all have personal experiences that shape our opinions, and those are valid.
I too will raise a glass to those in our Rescue family who paid the ultimate sacrifice."
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He was a normal every day Good guy, who became an American Hero for the right reasons.
I don't want what happened to Wiz happen to other peoples children or my own. The United States is an ideology and we must get back to basics. The lives that were lost to fill those pockets with baubles, they are real American heroes; great role models, like Wiz, real people, not actors and larpers.
The election to me wasn't divisive, it showed absolute morally bankruptcy by masses and congregations none of which should be models for the future. Wiz, was a Good guy, that's why his brothers bring their children to his site and we keep his memory alive so his death never in vain.
'War is a Racket', by Smedley Butler
It doesn't matter if you like what I say.
It matters that I say it.
"These things we do"
"That others may live."
As snowflakes cumulate on the ground around me
I sang with you sister, Dawn, under the tootlage of Tim Liscum, the Satellite High School choir teacher that killed himself earlier this year; he had been caught trying to meet one of the students with thoughts of getting off. Cho mos hang out where there are children, we should say this bit out loud more often.
I'm not kind, I'm honest. I want my daughters and their daughters to walk in a world where no man can trounce in their sacred space. Where girls and boys can progress through life with out mentally weak adults pushing their sexual fetishes on the youth so they can have eunuchs with which to play. Meanwhile young women are removing healthy breast tissue and the learning* channel paraded a mental unfit mother and her son to entertain the masses as the doctors and psychologists experimented on him so his mother could make money and be famous; he's a Frankenstein now. I don't want any of this to be a model for the future except for a "never again" moment. The identity culture of teaching the youth to turn from their parents to those that will affirm lies has manufactured adults with no spine that say 'no'. No human is born in the wrong body. I enjoy channeling my inner harpy and being long winded so I'll continue my didache. The amount of abominable standards that have been set in this society where there is vilification for those that can think smarter than the average human and that maybe teaching children that human life is easy to terminate instead of, "you should only have sex with someone with whom you'd want to start a family."
I told my children that I would always tell them the truth and that the world is not kind.
Update...
We attended the same Catholic Church in Florida but it is not the one I grew up in. The Catholic Church was taken over long ago as the Presbyterian, Episcopalian, Methodist and such. I'm a Kristin, not a Christian. My God is the Old God.
This is the house of David and we are collecting fore skins for God.
The power of God.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
The block building was copper covered to her, for it shown like gold in sun light...blinding sight in the desert.
IC
Throwing pearls before swine
This last election has been an awakening for all to See.
Here in Colorado there was an abortion referendum to create a right to kill your child up until its birth inked in their Constitution and now the tax payers get to pay for the killing of these children.
Did you think I would bring you Good news today? Nothing has actually happened yet. Just because a bunch of people think they won something ...I see no eggs, there for no chickens.
The women that voted to kill their daughters babies also voted to allow men in women's sacred space.
We are here to teach the young to be better than us, that they can be. Once in a moon I become flabergasted that women scream abortion instead of teaching their children to be different. They are probably scared of being called a hypocrite, and of course perhaps they are perhaps though, they can change their ways.
Welcome to Scorpio.
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Between faith and optics there should be no line; not ink or dot.
The universal church is an empty building.
21st?
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The Vanguard wrote the word in ink
5:57pm
It's starting point was awhile back...object origin, object destination
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There is an old Roman way. Never concede.
