NOVEMBER’S VOTE

Posted on 08/05/2014 by Sailor

Ain’t no wadding in this pond
it’ll only get your shoes wet
only by diving in head-first
will the battle finally be met

The time of dialogue is long past
his words fall flat on the floor
the Dictator-n-Training must be stopped
Patriots brace for the impending war

We need an American victory
put Progressive Imperialist to bed
they’ll dream of what might have been
as concepts of freedom pound their head

By re-establishing Congressional authority
we’ll bring an end to Imperial Decree
as Voters will now demand the truth
our Democracy for the World to see

…and what with his lies and deception
while they voted the color of his skin
apparently many of the Voters
don’t know who he’s always been

Were they ever allowed to know the truth
hidden by propaganda and programmed distortions
would they then vote as well-informed Citizens
yielding a distribution of proper proportions

The Democrats seem to only care
where they can win the vote
get Citizens mark in November
next month just another dope

Don’t waste your vote
don’t be that Dope
for upon your mark
lies our Nation’s hope

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SOCIALISM FAILS

Posted on 01/23/2014 by Sailor

So many issues directly affecting Society

Thoughts governed by logic a peculiarity

We’ve become numb to the opposition

Confused why others don’t hold our opinion

I know it’s all confusing

Voices seem to be musing

Colored by bias delusion

Contributing to the confusion

Having looked we found an emotion

Some sort of a superstitious notion

Socialism failed because they did it all wrong

This seems to be the gist of their song

I know it’s all confusing

Voices seem to be musing

Colored by bias delusion

Contributing to the confusion

We cannot believe just how wrong they are

Socialism always leaves a depressing scar

Poverty death and an obvious distortion

All Socialist attempts become an abortion

I know it’s all confusing

Voices seem to be musing

Colored by bias delusion

Contributing to the confusion

Never give away dominion over your life

Results will yield a Communist like strife

How you act feel and think the State says you must

Serendipitous expression and Freedom turn to dust

I know it’s all confusing

Voices seem to be musing

Colored by bias delusion

Contributing to the confusion

The American experiment though not perfect is grand

You’ll hear praise of its greatness through the land

The emphatic Declaration and our Bill of Rights

Allowing every Citizen to sleep comfortable most nights

I know it’s all confusing

Voices seem to be musing

Colored by bias delusion

Contributing to the confusion

Obvious, if one is honest, a Free Democratic Republic, though not perfect, is the best.

I know it’s all confusing

Voices seem to be musing

Colored by bias delusion

Contributing to the confusion

I know it’s not confusing

A thought I’ve been musing

No longer a delusion

An end to my confusion

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Having just experienced a lunar eclipse on the longest night, and shortest day of this years trip around the sun, I watched as the full Moon, in all its splendor, reflect its influence on the Earth.

Did not the joy in last nights sky

make you smile and get you high

Did not the glow from Her bright eyes

make you feel your natural ties

Now toward the future you can fly

accepting life’s noises with a sigh

The Goddess shows her reflected sunlight

filling the need to plant at night

She shares Her joy for all to see

like opening the land to plant a tree

Mother Earth accepts without a sound

whatever we choose to place in the ground

and She will give as we set the seed

providing all the new growths need

With the Goddess full and overhead

rest the seeds upon their bed

While counting on Her you bypass rejection

it’s three Moons …… sprout to harvest

now that’s perfection

“Just had to shed a bit of light

about the Moon I saw last night”

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Nothing Today

Posted on 06/18/2013 by Sailor

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PERHAPS TOMORROW

Why I got nothing done today

a sleepy morning at the local café

the table centerpiece a sweet bouquet

and there upon my mind display

I saw a World of sleep and play

They live a life without delay

needs provided by Government pay

but much to their amazed dismay

the Public coffers began to decay

“Here’s your Espresso …make-way!”

I looked up and began to say

to clear the air and find a way

hoping not to sound passé

I was simply blown away

magnificent beauty on display

* * * * *

The Gin we shared ……ah yes, Bombay

bent our minds and made us sway

I’ll never forget that beautiful day

I even remember the lovely bouquet

an early morning at the local café

now a permanent record in my dossier

the beautiful lady I let slip away

I still can hear her voice today

singing those words that she would say

“Keep dreaming my Sailor, now go out and play.”

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Greed or Weed

Posted on 04/29/2013 by Sailor

Long ago it was decreed
yes, to even mislead
via propaganda they force feed
causing everyone to concede

We must refuse to proceed
a closed-minded stampede
forcing us to recede
they say it’s all guaranteed

Controlled by Devil’s Weed
dressed-up in Harris tweed
forcing its’ users to overfeed
head-strong to the Poppy seed

The many test they do misread
thus making it all chicken feed
for we know that the crazy weed
is mind-travel at light speed

Now for truth we all must bleed
yet it feels so good to succeed
knowing that we’ve done a good deed
having planted the cycle of Life’s seed

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THE FIRST TIME

Posted on 02/14/2013 by Sailor

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Winter Love

Posted on 12/11/2012 by Sailor

Looking out across Lake Superior

from my little hill atop the world

watching clouds gather

The last remnants of summer linger

like clinging to an old love affair

and now ………Winter approaches

He does not loom on the horizon

Waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting few

Not at all “……like a thief in the night.”

Rather ……Nature rises and disrobes

reaching high with outstretched arms

welcoming the inevitable

He will cover Her with His cold, white blanket

slowing [cooling] Her life force

allowing Her to curl inward

Gentle peace

An inescapable

conclusion

December 11, 2012

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THREAD OF TRUTH

Posted on 06/02/2012 by Sailor

“Following a Thread of Truth”

So, if I am to understand correctly

as subjective as that may seem to be

a major change is on the horizon

who’s time is not for us to see

Of the many groups populating the Earth

different opinions are bound to erupt

thinking what we think we know

most governments are corrupt

There is this need most seem to have

an overwhelming desire to be first

not only with task accomplished

but for knowledge of the future we thirst

They say the rapture will happen

I have been searching for the truth

To understand existence

and find the fountain of youth

With knowledge of the beginning

a simple fact persists

the birth (Big Bang) of the Universe

actually proves that God exists

Revised May 26, 2011 re-revised June 2, 2012

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First Name

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SHARE THE TRIP

Posted on 06/01/2012 by Sailor

Searching for the One

With the early morning off-shore breeze

on a broad-reach tacking toward shore

thinking on the harbor once promised

and if I really ever wanted more

Walking weatherworn docks

boat secured in its’ slip

morning finds me wandering

looking for one to share the trip

Visiting the local breakfast house

sounding for that sympathetic ear

“Hey Sailor, ….another warm-up?”

“Ah … what? Oh … yes dear.”

I watch while they quickly consume

devouring needed calories for the day

witnessing distorted mental pathways

their thought’s exposed and on display

The open ocean

the only truth

supporting life and building land

sailing offshore each day alone

was never this sailor’s real plan

Land-lubbers scurry ‘round their cities

building ant-hills atop one another

the open oceans of Mother Earth

would probably make them shudder

Finding that very special individual

adds to the complexity of the quest

though I grow much older

I’ll continue looking for the best

Upon this Earth, the lady doth exist

my knowledge proves this to be true

but finding that one particular girl

has its’ own way of making me blue

Walking weatherworn docks

boat secured in its’ slip

morning finds me wandering

looking for one to share the trip

The energy and freedom of youth

is definitely wasted on the young

with knowledge only gained in time

can one’s own song be sung

Walking weatherworn docks

boat secured in its’ slip

afternoon finds me wandering

looking for one to share the trip

These are the simple thoughts

of a Sailor who’s now grown old

questioning some of the choices

knowing the dream can not be sold

Wandering early in the evening

a friendly Pub to get a sip

another place for me to search

looking for one to share the trip

Gathering courage from Captain Morgan

chased with a shot or two for the smile

telling inebriated ‘tall tales’ of life at sea

a gallant effort going that extra mile

Close moves an interesting companion

a serendipitous moment in time

wondering .…could she be the one?

this evening may end sublime

Walking weatherworn docks

she called my boat a ship

I smile as I continue

looking for one to share the trip

Revised May 27, 2012

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Your Life

Posted on 06/01/2012 by Sailor

I STILL DREAM OF YOU

Passionate jasmine intoxication

atop a red circle

within the blue world

upon the copper Earth

*******

All bound with the seven knots

encompassed by knowledge

universal consciousness

dominates existence

You are the Goddess

that is

in your life

you are the one

*******

In my life I am Lord

nothing matters

except in this life

you be yourself

*******

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lazy Susan

Posted on 05/28/2012 by Sailor

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ETERNITY

Enshrouded within a delusion

knowing life has a conclusion

yet I felt no real disillusion

while enjoying my confusion

There’s no refuge in seclusion

escaping memories an illusion

an electromagnetic intrusion

thus adding to my confusion

Eternity is unproven

and Faith is not a solution

creation by nuclear fusion

understanding to my confusion

A Big Bang the infusion

Inflation the solution

expansion without intrusion

deepfreeze will be the conclusion

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ENHANCED

Posted on 05/12/2012 by Sailor

…they put their life on hold

…they put their life on hold …on remembering how y’all got so upset learning we were ‘water-boarding’ Enemy Combatants to gain valuable intelligence, thus saving thousands of innocent lives – how quickly some complain, while forgetting the blood sweat & tears, nay, the very lives dedicated to the protection of freedom.

The morning news left me appalled

enhanced interrogation program

was to be stalled

and the very thought left me galled

Thinking of all those safe at home

living far away from the danger zone

on how we wage war they complain and groan

There hands are clean

they’ll sleep sound tonight

knowing others will boldly go

and take-up the fight

assuring they’ll never live in fright

I need to ask

they must know it’s true

the lives of thousands

in the hands of a few

you know they will

and follow through

We should sing loud in appreciation

thousands of hours spent in frustration

assuring the Free World’s continued salvation

Un-named souls for you put their life on hold

the enemy’s aggression is uncontrolled

sing “Hoo..Ah” for their service

please don’t scold

I believe our Honor was stolen by a thief

we are now seeing the mountain of grief

from America’s Apologizer

our Commander-’n-Chief

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please read

Posted on 05/08/2012 by Sailor

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The Gathering Storm

Posted on 05/04/2012 by Sailor

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I Survived

Posted on 05/03/2012 by Sailor

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CHOOSE THIS PATH

Posted on 04/12/2012 by Sailor

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Did I Really Choose This Path

…while looking past the barriers — smart decisions require contemplation — thoughts drip an incessant wetting – ……confusing my manipulation

…did I really choose this path

or was it forced on me

can you ever face the truth

death will come to Thee

…now standing here atop this Earth — searching for the lost connection — looking outward toward the Universe — while making my last confession

…did I really choose this path

or was it given to me

is it just a punishment

when will I ever be free

…this Path has lain before me — and yet there’s this confusion — have I made the right decision — or is this all one really big illusion

…did I really choose this path

or was it given to me

is it just a punishment

do I really want to be free

We all travel upon the currents – Space/time is no delusion — now we near the tricky part — Earth’s last gasp …and my conclusion

…did we really choose this path

A thought from you and me

and now that we all know the truth

we are ready to be free

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PARENT NUMBER ONE–PARENT NUMBER TWO

Posted on 04/01/2012 by Sailor

JANUARY 2011 – in the news: “Passports of all US citizens will no longer bear the words Mother or Father. They will be replaced with Parent #1 and Parent #2.”

…..and instantly I wondered if Doctor Seuss would ask: “Parent One, or Parent Two…in all the World…which one are you?”

I beg Dr. Seuss’s forgiveness, in advance, for my “hatchet” job.

“Is that your Passport in your hand?

Is that it there ol’ Sam-I-Am?”

“I carry it with me,

for the World to see.

I keep it close by,

it keeps me free.”

“Did you see the naming plan?

Did you see it Sam-I-Am?”

“Yes I saw the Passport scam

eliminate gender-data is the plan.”

“Do you like the naming plan?

Do you like it Sam-I-Am?”

“I don’t like it,

it’s not for me.

Setting a hierarchy

that shouldn’t be.”

“Don’t you like the naming plan?

Don’t you like it Sam-I-Am?”

“Who becomes the number one?

Who’s the one that’s to be shun?

I don’t want to be the one,

being shunned is not so fun?”

“You don’t like the naming plan?

You don’t like it Sam-I-Am.”

“I don’t like the naming plan.

I don’t like the gender ban.

I don’t like the Passport scam.

No, I don’t like the naming plan.”

“So you think it’s just a scam,

do you think this Sam-I-Am?”

“I think it’s a true slight of hand,

played by the members of the band,

also know as the Obama clan,

and they definitely have a plan.”

“So yes, I think it’s just a scam,

Yes I do,” says Sam-I-Am.

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GO PLAY

Posted on 02/24/2012 by Sailor

“GREEN SCAM”

The Conservationist

Environmentalist

and the manufacturers too

all say

“We do your thinking. You must conform. That’s our message to you.”

Americans are all set

by ignoring the threat

knowing this green movement’s a scam

The ultimate aim

a very large gain

taken by pennies right out of your hand

The old ways are dust

the infrastructure turned to rust

the billionaires tuck their money away

With our silly pride

we’ll stay quiet and hide

hoping we won’t rue the day.

We are up to our gills with all of their bills to another tax burden say “Nay”.

Re-evaluate the nexus

know that politicians create the messes

while taxing us this very day

Please give democracy your vote

please don’t be a dope

the ballot box is where you can say.

…and don’t waste my rhyme

with your “…haven’t got the time”

and don’t cry when they take half your pay.

Revised February 24, 2012

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WHEN I ARRIVED

Posted on 10/21/2011 by Sailor

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EYES OPEN WIDE

When I arrived

I started afresh

dreams and aspirations

rivaled the best

At thirteen years

an alter-boy to be

the number thirteen

no significance to me

At eighteen years

eyes opened you see

I joined the U.S. Navy

to keep the world free

At twenty-four years

I was honorably discharged

from my obligation to America

and the rest of the world at large

Off to college I’ll go

for a sweet education

with the world as my oyster

sure beats vegetatin’

Jefferson espoused revolution

while talking directly to me

overthrow the bastions of Government

they are keeping me from being free

So I joined S.D.S.

and then the Weathermen

to shun the shackles of tyranny

my speech was suffering suppression

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Socialism looks really good

to the masses yearning to be free

a collective good for everyone

Wow! Is this the way it should be

But then my eyes were opened wide

early in April of ninety-five

terrorism has come to the land

I don’t want to be part of that band

Every time the experiment was tried

only allowed the Masters to hide

powerful dictatorial juices run swift

abject justice is their only gift

A reduction in the living standards

surely must come to all

thus causing the American citizen

to brace for the inevitable fall

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Communism and collective bargaining

these concepts always fail

the freedom enjoyed by Americans

is a concept that does not pail

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

The terrorist is but a coward

destruction the only plan

no concept of how to compromise

thinking they are the chosen clan

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

You say you want a revolution

that this is your only play

but have you thought of what you’ll get

when you destroy your freedom today

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Revolt today if you must

but not for one religious clan

remember your cause must be just

for everyone throughout the land

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Sing the volley of freedom

Raise your voice on high

enjoying all of the benefits

will never make you sigh

Don’t you be nonchalant today

suppress the terrorist intent

hearts filled with compassion

will keep the world content

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Don’t ever take for granted

keep your eye upon the land

wherever freedoms are suppressed

You must take a stand

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

© Sailor January 11, 2011 All Rights Reserved

Revised October 21,2011

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The Art of SKIP

Posted on 10/14/2011 by Sailor

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“Signals Keep Indicating Persistence”

.

Drifting in and out of unconsciousness

having learned the fine art of “SKIP”

traveling on strings of separate dimensions

to the tune of the Universe I now trip

Stars shine in awesome stellar rhythm

Space-Time provides for their massive glory

cataclysmic transformations dance

to an uncertain particular story

Having traveled toward the future

leaving the past to a simple thought

my mass grows acquiring information

for each gram a new truth I’ve sought

Composed I am of simple mass/energy

although this truth cannot be changed

for I’ve traveled the paths of Gods mind

knowing tranquility has been arranged

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A Little Song

Posted on 10/12/2011 by Sailor

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I’ll Stop Singing Now

Having forgotten, for oh so very long – remembering when she and I – once sang that very same song

Separate entities, running on the same team – remembering when she and I – once shared the very same dream

So I can dream
this very day
of what I’ve lost
and what I’ll pay

Numerically speaking, I must be correct – however, mentally speaking – my mind’s a simple wreck

and I will dream
of what to say
I’ll never loose
and never pay

I hear her screaming at me, from that other place – I thought she called my name once more – it bout kicked me in the face

This is the dream
and now I’ll play
still trying to escape
you’ll hear me say

I am once, not now, forever over her – my life is now free from the pain – and the loss of what we gain

This is the dream
and now I’ll play
still trying to escape
you’ll hear me say

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DEATH OF A POEM

Posted on 09/26/2011 by Sailor

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Used Words fade into Memory

Wandering vaguely through the corridors

stray thoughts dance momentarily

only to disappear without fanfare

Cold formation of intent

shrouded trappings of desire

needs to be considered

Words fall conveying reality

mocking false coherence

poetic symmetry fills the void

Describing this very wonderful day

I have but only a few words to say

about the passion displayed that way

how it left me blank and holding the tray

I’m not complaining

don’t get me wrong

but no one’s invited

to sing my song

Of this I’m sure

without a doubt

I’m simply poor

with little clout

Words won’t fail

the sky won’t fall

I’ll muddle through

holding on to the wall

So don’t be sad

when time is near

just sit right down

and have a beer

After a long and laborious pause

thoughts once trusted become ghost

fleeting moments of sanity describe contempt

now fallen by the wayside a poem dies

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WILL HUMANS LEARN

Posted on 09/24/2011 by Sailor

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A dream of understanding

The darkness creeps past the path of oblivion

drawn gently upon the currents of Space/Time

sweeping majestic clouds of understanding

were I but to dip into the either of mind

Here on Earth Humans in their wisdom

spend an inordinate amount of time

constructing great engines of destruction

not the harmony and truth for which I pine

Were we able to step back, way back

viewing the chaos with a dispassionate eye

we would clearly know the experience

and then simply wonder why

The Representatives argue

Ideological dichotomy rules the day

for our sins we cannot hope to escape

for Mother Nature will make us all pay

…and what will you tell your children

when they ask what you did today

did you lift a finger or lend a hand

or is that simply not your way

Searching for the answers

to explain the evil away

looking for some vivid reason

why men continue to slay

Although my mind becomes confused

while solutions abound by the ton

I know there really is “nothing new”

under our four plus billion year old sun

Now thoughts seem to scatter

all journeys come to an end

for now I know that I must leave

the World better than when I came in

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DISTRUST

Posted on 09/02/2011 by Sailor

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DISTRUST

Obama’s progressive plan is coming to fruition

without the hint of any displayed contrition

professional protestors (rioters) are honing their skill

disobedient chaos and anarchy their only thrill

…

Distrust fills my mind

as his lies are revealed

you must now stay awake

and keep your eyes pealed

…

forced to share earnings for the Government’s coffers

wage earners support the earn-your-own-way scoffers

as taxes rise quarterly the work force will dwindle

putting more lives on hold like receipts on a spindle

…

Distaste fills my mouth

ears covered by hands

they may just as well

put their head in the sand

…

Don’t look for solutions in his eloquent words

all his speeches amount to a big hill of turds

and don’t look for answers from career politicians

narcissist ideologues with self-serving ambitions

…

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Day Two

Posted on 08/23/2011 by Sailor

The fall of Tripoli

As the Fighters deter the loyalist few

the crowd surged on to the “Compound”

led by Fighters the citizens started to search

Gadhafi the Coward was nowhere to be found

…

On the radio Gadhafi tells of a strategic withdrawal

admits gun shots and car horns we can all hear the call

after ransacking his bedrooms they burned all his tents

of the lives and destruction the Fighter laments

…

Adrenalin driven thoughts and movement

fuel the Fighter’s sacred quest to free his land

Today upon the sands of his ancestors

rejoicing his decision to take a stand

…

The Fighter’s eyes now focus

who will be the select few

to form a transitional Government

must everything be new

…

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Day One

Posted on 08/22/2011 by Sailor

The fall of Tripoli

The Sun illuminated the dawn

exposing war-torn empty streets

now hunted by Gadhafi loyalist

shooting almost anyone they see

…

Last nights fantastic jubilation

faded away on the morning fog

Gadhafi remains in hiding

two sons captured like a dog

…

Now the fighters rest and regroup

praying they were not dreaming

realizing the Government has crumbled

their future now more confusing

…

…and so ends the first day of the fall of Tripoli

Last Night

No worries – no worries

they finally took a stand

victory on the foundation of freedom

like a virus executing a plan

…

Hap-hazard and at times comical

were it not for all the horror

Tripoli falls – Gadhafi disappears

a vacuum looking for a restorer

…

It’s now 4;30 in the morning (in Tripoli – August 22, 2011)

need to get some sleep – will write more tomorrow.

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Social Engineering

Posted on 08/21/2011 by Sailor

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I can say this

I believe

you believe

God exist

(your belief is very powerful)

I believe

You might say

the power of people

emotions doth sway

(My belief is very powerful)

Gathering information

how little we know

influencing the future

blindly we go

(Our vote is very powerful)

Indefensible actions

based on false conclusions

drawing erroneous assumptions

social engineering delusions

…and

Logic supports my conclusion

irrespective of the facts

false erroneous agenda

powerful special interest PACs

(Control by a few of many)

Nobody, no one, is perfect

on this you all agree

I am nobody and therefore

I am perfect you see

(a false erroneous assumption)

I cannot be nobody

nobody does not exist

by manipulating logic (wordplay)

a propagandist magic twist

(…only a fool believes without proof)

Listen to their words

on this fact I will not sway

but also view their actions

how they affect the world today

(“…actions speak louder than words.”)

Truth and fairness

summarily dismissed

no liar should be elected

where truth does not exist

(…no liar can swear an oath

and have that declaration believed)

…and when a proven liar

tells us all he has a plan

I feel like searching the planet Earth

for the very first grain of sand

(Powerful goals – zero results)

A subtle form of redistribution

classic reverse discrimination

take more and more from the rich folks

“For the poor?” No, the Obama Plantation

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UNITED SOCIALIST

Posted on 08/19/2011 by Sailor

THE CONNECTION

King Obama is doing exactly

what George Soros wants

devalue the Dollar

cripple the economy

selling America “short”

instigate civil unrest

establish the USA

(United Socialist America)

“USA! ……USA!”

Sailor August, 2011

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I have to ask.

Posted on 06/19/2011 by Sailor

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“Your doing what?” A friend yelled at me

“Your letting them read, and have it for free?”

I want them to read

and see what I see

their comments are wonderful

it has to be free

So I’m sharing with you a small problem I have

to cover expenses – a problem so sad

such a small problem

yet a problem indeed

blogging cost are accelerating

thus causing a need

Mailing service monthly bill

and Hosting services too

miscellaneous expenses

oh what shall I do.

“Ask for donations, their comments are fine

If they like what you’ve written, they’ll give you a dime.”

Now you might think this poem

was written for money for me

but it’s about the expenses

and keeping the site free

So now I must ask (humbly)

for a dollar or two

my PayPal™ account

will accept money from you.

With heavy heart I have asked

and now carry on

my account name at PayPal™ is: poetsailor@hotmail.com

Thank you for reading

and spending your time

Thank you for sharing

your comments are fine.

I’m sorry I’m asking

for money from you

but think for a moment

just what would you do?

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Full Moon

THE FIRST TIME

Winter Love

SHARE THE TRIP

With the early morning off-shore breeze

Your Life

lazy Susan

please read

The Gathering Storm

I Survived

CHOOSE THIS PATH

Did I Really Choose This Path

The Art of SKIP

“Signals Keep Indicating Persistence”

.

A Little Song

I’ll Stop Singing Now

DEATH OF A POEM

Used Words fade into Memory

I have to ask.

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of my own space

throughout the Universe

I have left my trace

in real space/time

I’ve traveled far

been here and there

seen many a star

this I can say

without a doubt

the Earth’s the place

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So, if I am to understand correctly

as subjective as that may seem to be

a major change is on the horizon

who’s time is not for us to see

different opinions are bound to erupt

thinking what we think we know

most governments are corrupt

There is this need most seem to have

an overwhelming desire to be first

not only with task accomplished

but for knowledge of the future we thirst

They say the rapture will happen

I have been searching for the truth

To understand existence

and find the fountain of youth

With knowledge of the beginning

a simple fact persists

the birth (Big Bang) of the Universe

actually proves that God exists

With the early morning off-shore breeze

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Did I Really Choose This Path

EYES OPEN WIDE

When I arrived

I started afresh

dreams and aspirations

rivaled the best

At thirteen years

an alter-boy to be

the number thirteen

no significance to me

At eighteen years

eyes opened you see

I joined the U.S. Navy

to keep the world free

At twenty-four years

I was honorably discharged

from my obligation to America

and the rest of the world at large

Off to college I’ll go

for a sweet education

with the world as my oyster

sure beats vegetatin’

Jefferson espoused revolution

while talking directly to me

overthrow the bastions of Government

they are keeping me from being free

So I joined S.D.S.

and then the Weathermen

to shun the shackles of tyranny

my speech was suffering suppression

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Socialism looks really good

to the masses yearning to be free

a collective good for everyone

Wow! Is this the way it should be

But then my eyes were opened wide

early in April of ninety-five

terrorism has come to the land

I don’t want to be part of that band

Every time the experiment was tried

only allowed the Masters to hide

powerful dictatorial juices run swift

abject justice is their only gift