Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Holy Grail


   Holy Grail

   Thanx Lucas, again.  When the nasty Nazi drank of it--things didn't exactly work out. 
   Irenaus, God Bless--just as there are 4 Winds, so shall there be 4 Gospels. 
   And how do frightened weasel shrinks even know about shadow men, and they're called Jinns?  Virgins eat them for breakfast, and burp afterwards.  Allegory baby.  Except for the shrinks that see these things and pound Seroquel. 
   Hey Dutchboy from Amsterdam where all the morphine needles pollute parks--go back, and my Mother says hello.  Just admit ur playing for the other team--my brother has some nice Kasmere booties for ya. 
   Make America Great again.  Why the hell not? 

Go all Jango

Go all Jango

   How many goddamn times do I have to cover this?  Small g, mind ya. 
   Jango had no Force sensitivity.  Didn't matter.  Try to grasp it.  Or maybe it did matter.  Big time.  
   And my supposed relatives, not all, are pretty too damn empathetic.  They know you my dumb ass brothers and sisters.  
  Why do all of u know people in a certain branch of the military or Church? 
   Or say:  He's so nice.  Really?  
   Went to a camp today.  Closed.  Really?
   There's a few that got it.  Me--just God's Dog.  A total mutt, or not. 
   All these dumb ass women--that guy is looking at my legs.  Giggles.  Is he from ZZTop Eliminator?  No honey--the band left their beards at home.
   And us dumb ass guys.  We know our folly. 
   Gonna start a go-fund-me page.  Nope.  The more bones stolen from the Good Shepherd's sheep dog, the more my Master takes from you.  He never left.  He's watching.  
   Damn, I miss Happy Days and good council from Malph.  Totally.  

Brothers in the field

Brothers in the field 

He's pretty good in a fight.  Doubt he could trade in his homo-erotic, 200 hundred dollar sandals for redemption.  Sorry Jesus you had to wear sandals--Air Messiah.  Like you said Lord:  When they won't welcome u in--shake ur sandals off at their front door.  Gee wiz Wally, why does Jesus sound so hostile?  Because Beaver--there's a damn war going on--always has been, mostly. 
   Bobby and Jack, and everybody knows Bobby was the smart one.  They gave a damn about their line.  Their ancestors, probably dirt poor Irish with stubborn spirit, and it was genuinely appreciated--that Shamrock grit and green glow. 
   Yet as Christos explained:  My brothers and sisters are those that do the will of God.  
   The Eastern religions seem so scientific and calm to most, yet where is their truth? 
   David's older brother came back to wisdom and slayed a giant himself.   We can always know the Cross is All-forgiving, granting life eternal--in more ways than one. 
   

1950's Era

1950's Era

   People were still eating off of
silver utensils--more clarity.  Old Dave King graduated high school in 1958, my Mom having actually, dingbat, Socratically observed his playing time and how the college scouts were amazed at his little Franco.  I heard the stories, and listened with sincere reflection and awe.
   Still, there's Porky's, and all people don't have microscopic vision, seeing the grime, but I've been blinded by darkness as well, yet fearing God is everlast.
   People are being able to see more, and this awakening is causing suicide, dementia, lack of empathy, and total fear of what u should not fear--fear only God, David did boldly Psalm. 
   We asked for this--all of us.  The Android Sex, the Paranormal, and now so many are cracking up.  When the Adversary, Adam, and Eve sinned--God would redeem through Eve, and the Adversary would curse with confusion.  God is not the Author of confusion. 
   Men, be weary of women with painted eyes and hunger.  Women, fill yourselves with electrical spirit, nothing else save genuine kinship. 
   God does not oppress with law, yet restores.  He is our only chance, and theft of energy is not His desire.  Energy, to work properly, must be gifted, yet allow all souls to love themselves, as Jesus knew was wise.  Me thinks. 

Monday, June 18, 2018

Hamburgers

Hamburgers

   Ham gives me the creepies, yet a hamburger always seems wise.  Even after intense paralysis, Mom could wrangle a hamburger for years, and if the scenario had been benevolent--she would've thrived, even after having endured a protracted beating throughout her life due to kindness, and being somewhat a ditz, but I've been there, adoring the masses without question. 
   She would come home from work sometimes a bit hot, saying:  I wish I was a man today--I would've punched him out.  Too, years of going into the workplace and being called a brown-haired midget.  
   I miss the hamburger.  Needs red onion, salt and pepper of course, pickles, mustard, and I even like mayo--Im off the ketchup, baby.  Took me years.  I might go back.  I just smelled some Folgers and awakened to the fact that I've been ignoring mustard.  Jesus spoke of the mustard seed, yet not the ketchup seed.  Look it up. 

Cantina Scene--Eyes

Cantina Scene--Eyes

   This, from a halfway decent, well known, American Journalist.  What, u've never heard of the Millennium Falcon? 
   Look at Han's, Obi-Wan's, and especially Chewie's eyes.  What, do they look mean, violent, paranoid?  Not a bit--to me. 
   These guys have been in the shit, and don't trust liberals that give false testimony and say:  Everybody is so nice.  Everybody loves everybody!  People are ALL so nice.
   Really.  Tell that to my Mother. 
   Guarded is not and should not be considered paranoid.  Know swords and defense, such as:  Standing Guard. 
   John McCain is a war monger?  Why don't u try getting stabbed in the groin and seeing if u'll admit the false doctrine that everybody has nothing but love for you. 
   Regardless, life is the Cantina scene--in a sense.  Don't walk in there stoned and stupid.  
   Always liked space bars.  Allegorically, mind ya. 

Glory of home life

Glory of home life 

   A man I never appreciated enuff--tough yet merciful--does that make him manic/depressive?  And isn't counterpoise balance?  I've never been depressed, because I've never had loss of interest--and nature is on all day long--go out and get some. 
   Saint Joseph--glory of home life, model of artisans, mirror of patience, and terror of demons.  Reminds me of Obi-Wan, yet cooler.  Why would that schmuck tell Luke to kill his father?  Couldn't the boy and Dad have a beer and get so drunk that there would be no bullshit.  The grape speaks the truth--some say--r u picking up what I'm putting down, or have the terrified look of phony bologna shrinks on ur face when their patient pushes away their poison and feels smooth?
   Even those quacks take their own pills, only getting into pseudo-science because they're the ones with problems. 
   Anyway, met a white lab this morning after my swim.  Dog was metaphorically smiling and so freaking happy, making me happy to have petted her.  Walk ur dogs. 
What's greater than loyalty and love?  Oh yeah--conscience and truth.