Thursday, September 29, 2005

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I got a visit from the grandchildren today.  They are just as lively as ever. I love to see them, but it is still strange to hear someone call me "pop-pop". I just never thought that I would be around this long. Which brings me to my next paragraph.....

            Last night, I drank a lot of beer, and then took every 'Trazadone' pill that I had. There were only four, but they are very strong. Usually, just taking ONE will put me out in a half-hour. Imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning? That sort of sucked.  Why would I try to 'do myself in', you might ask?

             Pain....pure and simple. Just pain. I sometimes grow weary of the daily pain that I endure. I try to remain 'up' about things, but it just gets the better of me sometimes. But, there is one consolation....I still have refills on my prescription....

 

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Wednesday, September 28, 2005

The Witching Season

  Once again, the days grow shorter, the air is just a little bit 'crisper' in the evening, and there is just that hint of Northern Air in the night chill. Yes, Autumn is here again, time for the "Witching Season". And a fine one it will be this year!

            I can't wait for Halloween; All Hallows Eve...the night when Goblins, ghosts, and the dead are supposed to walk among us. I love the crisp night air, the smell of burning leaves(people can still do that here!), and the full Harvest Moon! For Dragons, there can be no better season!

      Come, and join me in my revellie at the Witching Season...you won't regret it. "Save a frog, Kiss a Witch!!!"

 

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Monday, September 26, 2005

"The Sight"

 I have a confession to make....I read everything I can find about 'seers', 'prophets', so called 'mind-walkers'. There is a reason for this. Since I was small, I could sort of 'see' things that had not happened yet. My mother swore she was "psychic"; I always thought that she was just 'psycho'. But something she once said to me when I was about 12 years old has bothered me all my life.

             She told me one day, after I spoke to her about one of my "visions", that "when the Elder passes on, the junior will see with new eyes". I always thought it was just some of my mom's baloney. I am re-thinking that notion now. When this hurricane Katrina hit, I told my wife that it wasn't over yet. I told her there was another natural disaster on the heels of that one. I had no idea another hurricane was coming, but I knew it would be something big.

          Since my mother's murder last year, I seem to have more, and clearer "visions". Now, I am the first to wave a red flag on these types of things...I simply DO NOT BELIEVE in stuff like this. I have never believed this stuff, and I always thought my mom was just "nuts", so I never paid her any attention. I think now that I was wrong. I think there are things in this world that we can never comprehend, or understand. Call it what you will, 'second-sight', de ja vu, whatever, it seems to be happening more to me now.

              Coincidence? Wishful thinking? Hmmm, I wonder what Nostradamus would say?

 

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Saturday, September 24, 2005

Rollin' Along

   Well, it has been a week since I was last here. Within that time frame nothing has happened. That's right, nothing. I did manage to sell several of my necklaces, all at a nice little profit for myself. It seems that I will never get rich at this, but I get something almost as good as money. Everytime someone orders one, I love to see the look on their face when I give it to them! I have not had a dissatisfied customer yet. It has to happen sometime, I know, but for now, my record is intact.

                 I see where "The Big Easy" has been re-flooded. I hope that city can recover....it seems unlikely at this point, I hope I am wrong about this. Here's a good one---the people of Texas had to run from Rita, as did the already displaced people from Mississippi and Louisiana! Ain't that a bitch. Now, there are those that would call this the "End Times". You know, the religious nuts out there. But I am here to tell you, this is just a lot of bad weather...the world IS NOT going to end. Sorry, guys.

           I hear you already, "What qualifies you to say that?". Well, quite frankly, NOTHING!! The same nothing that the 'doomsayers' base THEIR ideas on. So, I guess we cancel each other out! Screw 'em if they can't take a joke!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                That's about all the news that's fit to print. I will be back, you can count on that. A redneck with a typewriter is a dangerous thing; A redneck with a COMPUTER is an  unstoppable force!!!!!!!!

 

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Friday, September 16, 2005

This Is Right?

  As I am writing this, I am in the middle of reading yet another book. Yes, some of us in the South actually read something other than roadsigns. The name of this book is The Mammoth Book of Nostradamus and Other Prophets. It was written by a British author by the name of Damon Wilson. This book covers not just Nostradamus, but many 'seers' throughout history.

                In the course of reading this book, I have come up to the time of Nostradamus; that is to say the 1500's, or 16th century. Even though Nostradamus' family was from France, they were originally Jewish, but had converted to Christianity two generations before he was born. The family name, 'Nostredame', was changed to the Latin-sounding 'Nostradamus'. Thereby saving the family from....the "Great Inquisition", where anyone who did not convert to christianity was burned, tortured, or otherwise murdered for being "Jewish enemies of Christ".

              This is exactly what I have been saying all along. What makes christianity any 'better' than another religion? Aren't they all supposed to serve the same God? An 'omnipresent entity' that actually controls people's fates? I just don't get it!? Are any of you aware of just HOW MANY PEOPLE have died for "religion" during the time of man? Where does it all end?

            I used to simply admire the "Knights Templar" from the 13th century. That was, untill I found out that at one battle with the Muslims in Constantinople, more than 1,400 UNARMED women, children, and old people were slaughtered by the Knights after they had taken the city. These people were killed because they were Muslims. I have seen the Knights Templar in a different light since then.

             Muslim, Jew, Catholic, Protestant, Buddhist, Taoist, American Indian, Gaist, whatever you are, don't you think it is just plain stupid that people kill others because they are a different religion? Is it any wonder that I have no faith in "Gods"? Some see me as a 'lost soul'....I see me as a realist. What type of 'benevolent god' would allow people to kill each other in his name at will? Doesn't the Bible teach us that killing is wrong? It seems to me that it was one of the ten commandments.....or were those just 'suggestions'?

 

         Questions, comments, abusive remarks? Let me hear them.

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Monday, September 12, 2005

A New Life

  I need to take a few minutes to make someone famous. Her name I will not print, but she means the world to me. I have been here for her birth, and I must tell you about her!

             She is a little girl. She was born last Thursday morning, and she is beautiful. Both she and her mother are doing fine. She belongs to two people whom I only know from the 'net. I know just what a struggle it was to get her here. Her mom told me. Mom....funny that I use that word to describe M'Lady Fair. That is what I call this child's mother.

             I believe this little girl will grow up with plenty of love. And even though I am not a religious man, I pray that she has a good life. I know that she will. And, Jean, don't even start writing, I know just what you are thinking. This is for the good of a small child, so I will do it this time...........

 

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Saturday, September 10, 2005

Looking Back In Time

September 11, 2001. Most people have images of Pearl Harbor, or the asassination of President Kennedy to carry with them. I have the images of the twin towers in New York. I can never forget that morning.........

          At about 8:25 a.m. that morning, I was standing in the local video store, talking to the lady that owned it. Brenda is her name. She has been a friend of the family for about 14 years now. Hell, she even taped the wedding of my oldest daughter for me! On this day, like so many others, Brenda was almost out of cigarettes. She asked if I would go across the highway to the store to get some for her. Virginia Slims, menthol lights, I still remember her brand. I said yes, I would. I would not have told her no, ever.

               I walk the 200 feet to the store. While there, I look in the meat section to get some ideas for dinner. After all, this is just an ordinary day, right? Well, with no idea as to what to have for dinner, I decide to just get the cigs, and go back to Brenda's video store. As I am checking out, the ladies working the cash registers are huddled up, and they are just buzzing! I think it is some of the newest gossip in town, and don't pay them much attention. Finally, one of them sees me, and moves to her register. "Did you hear about the plane hitting one of the towers in New York", she asks. I tell her no, and inquire as to when it happened. "Just now", she replies. There seems to be something in the way that she looks that says this is urgent news. I pay for the smokes and leave...I know Brenda has a large television, and it will be tuned to the news.

               I don't even make it to her door before she is outside, yelling that the twin towers have been hit by a plane, and that it might not have been an accident! I remember thinking, "this can't be right, no plane flies right into the twin towers on purpose". Already, there are images of the first strike on tv. What happened next was far beyond my understanding of all things in this world....a second plane slammed into the other tower!! What the fuck is happening?

           My wife and I head back to our house, and I turn on CNN. There they are, both towers burning, paper floating everywhere. The scene is straight from some kind of nightmare. Now, we are hearing that the pentagon has been hit, also, and another plane is missing. I start loading my guns. I don't know who, but someone is attacking America, and I will not go without a fight.

                As we watch, my wife says it is too much, and goes to the back bedroom to hang clothes. Suddenly, and  I don't know why, I am screaming at her, "They're falling, my God they are falling!!!". I was talking about the towers, of course. As I saw the first one go, I just knew that the second one could never withstand such stress, and it would surely go, too. It did. I have never seen, or even dreamed, that such a thing was possible. Yes, someone WAS attacking America, and they were making a hell of a statement.

                Shock, disbelief,  anger, hatred, pity for those lost. All of these emotions were there in an instant. I have seen much in my days, and I have certainly seen people die, I am no stranger to that. But never on such a massive scale, and never with such malice. These were not soldiers who were familiar with battle. These were just everyday people, non-combatants, period. How could someone do this? I am a warrior, and I would never kill an unarmed person; you just don't do such things.

             Did our government fail these innocent souls? We may never know, and placing blame does nothing to bring back the nearly 3,000 dead that day. As much as even I critize our leaders, I would give them the benefit of doubt on this one. I truly think that no one could even conceive of such a thing transpiring.....ever.

             I am writing this on the tenth of September, 2005. I will not write on the day of the anniversary of this tragedy. I will honor the memory of all those lost on that day. Lost for no good reason. Because 19 mad-men thought they could become "martyrs" for their faith. They only ended up as little piles of ashes, blown away by the wind....they were truly nothing.

 

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