“Stop managing
and start racing”
Fangio said to himself
Victory lies
in the seat
of your pants
The best laid plans
the strategists
map out
Go silent
when dancing
the dance
A driver knows best
when the margins
are small
In hundredths
the outcome
depends
One choice dearly made
defying
the grave
Keeps a winner
in laurels
— again”
(Memories Of Juan Manuel: July, 2026)
Letter to the Future
Dear Future Humanity
May I First say hello such a honor to write this
I can only imagine the reality your existence may be
With love I hope you overcame limitations of poverty
I am filled with excitement and optimism of you
In my current life I would see you as Gods and Goddesses
All that we strive for today, you will see it come true
We strive for equality and freedom from disease
Ending Global warming and debt free society
We strive to know the secret's of space, time, and energy.
We strive to be a race to travel amongst the stars
We strive to free ourselves of selfishness that's stirs within our hearts
We strive we truly strive.
I do ask that you forgive us for what we may do to harm our planet
Such a burden you have to spend your lifetime to correct it.
To future humanity hundredths and thousandths of years ahead
I cannot physically say how much I love you, but may you read this letter instead
Forgive us for our ignorance, and may the spirit of possibility shine
You are the current descendants of all Human kind
May you live with Grace, Love, and Peace
The human brain weights three pounds.
The human heart weighs eleven ounces.
Human skin is seven hundredths of an inch thick.
To know a humans mind and heart takes time.
It takes time to parse out the subtleties of their soul, to
know the content of their character. It takes an investment of intellect.
Those who judge a person simply by the color of their skin exhibit no intellect, no intellect whatsoever.
We are all
with such or other way
have lead, moved himself or drifted out
from eternal Truth.
We are all
lived in Crist
or hidden of him
attracted to him
or betryed him,
escaping from his commandments
for convenient and comforting
existence in lies.
We are all
have splatted and grouped
for dozen religious and
hundredths branches and currents
growing from one stalk and foundation.
All specters and retrospects
of human searching and breaktroths
turnings and returnings
towards one Truth
with such or other way.
Russian orthodoxies,
Roman Catholics’,
Islam religious,
Anglican churches,
The Protestants confections,
Judaism,
Buddhizm, Sintoizm, Shamanizm and Tengrians
together with Communizms ideologies
These are all absolutely
the recollections of Crist,
prognozing him
predicting his transcendence,
visioning his laws
vaguely, clearly on not so
or creating heavy deformed image
of one Eternal Truth
who coming to us,
or gone near us
or blocked long ago
with our own falsehood, trades and traditions.
The velvet sunset almost deeper then the very soul
In the valley it plays shadows with trees hundredths feet tall
So awesome its form sends waves to heavenly hall
Sky burning like flaming coal
The colors so vivid one can cut them with a sword
Illuminated by Gods own word
With lustrous snowy peaks of mountains adored
Those seem to almost touch the sky and the Overlord
Fire in silky sky burns cold
Like in the eyes of the Overlord
The eerie visage of volcano on snowy peaks will unfold
For only deeper spiritual can be higher than spiritual but behold
The permaximum depth that one cans unfold
In the eye of the Overlord
The violet volcanic fire mixes with sunset’s soft gold
And great fire burns cold as Overlord looks at the world
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