we encounter a neighbour
who suffering from delusional dementia
he mumbles and stumbles in delirium
we pause awhile to assist
yet we know his disability is permanent
so apart from informing his kith and kin
who in any event are apathetic
there is nothing we really do
all around we see suffering and decay
something within us too is dying
or perhaps it’s already dead
as we become indifferent
to tremors in the void
There is a way..That seems right to man; yet
In the end it leads to death.'
I or we, see atrocitys..Each one more lurid, and more
Luridly depicted by legacy media.'
These events are to be remedied by more violence.?
I feel; i must say these thoughts? to the world.
In life there are challenging events, some are affected
More, than others and more often.'
How can we mitigate such.? Many times we wish to
Yet this involves a great effort mentally and physically.
It is prefferable to, bring our position to the other person'
Or persons.? Sooner rather than later.'
I think? in this manner.'
In control of your emotions, not letting anger enter your mouth.' Acknowledge what causes the other partys stance
And they should iterate what causes your discomfit.'
All of us are appointed to an earthly death, in any event also
We cannot take negative actions back, so be careful not
To create more of them.' Each day holds new opportunity.
The world as imperfect as it is, holds enough scope to
Allow improvement, are we willing to be part of solutions?
Can we break the new ground of peace.? And plant the
Seeds of harmony.?
The world's been in the dumpster forever
An intolerable state of affairs
Isn't it about time we changed our ways
It's badly in need of repairs
Let's start a pact to end our disputes
Some think it's beyond possibility
Need somebody to step up to the plate
Us humans have great adaptability
Think I just heard a scoff or two
Now that's been a part of the problem
If we all just put aside our differences
We'd be much more able to solve them
Probably sound like a big ole know-it-all
To me, it just makes common sense
Adapt or it's curtains for all human kind
Must do something in any event
He knows these roads,
has no need to find one way or another.
He drives without thought
hands and eyes free
there will be no unexpected turns.
This is a world without
traffic or people to move it along.
The grazing cows and horses
may be at the far end of their fields
or by the road fence,
the mind accommodates
for these moving chess pieces.
Is Ohio real after all
or did his mind name a mythical place
once seen in a storybook?
In any event,
he has a home and a name here,
it is almost a life.
Could platinum coin deposit
In the U.S. Treasury's closet
Our debts enjoin?
A trillion-dollar coin
Might yield a government profit
Author's Note: Section 31 U.S.C. § 5112 of the United States Code authorizes the Treasury Department to "mint and issue platinum bullion coins" in any denominations the Secretary of the Treasury may choose. This privilege only extends to platinum coins. Thus, if the Treasury were to mint a few one-trillion dollar platinum coins, it could deposit such coins in the general fund instead of issuing debt (lol).
Seigniorage is the difference between the receipts from the Federal Reserve System from the sale of circulating coins at face value and the costs of minting and distributing the coins. Seigniorage is deposited periodically to the General Fund where it reduces the government's need to borrow.
Of course, this might create a wave of inflation. But we should all realize that the value of paper currency eventually tends to zero. In any event, the inflation we've experienced in 2022 is just a taste of what's to come since the politicians don't want to explain a depression to their voters. We're entering strange times.
Some people call me Kenny
Because of my resemblance to Mr. Rogers
Wish I had his enormous piles of dough
I'd sure be a happy old codger
Methinks they mean before his facelift
At least that's what I hope they meant
It made him look like a real different person
Not as charming in any event
So I'll take it that's what they really meant
When Kenny was young and virile
Instead of this ageing singer of love songs
Fame can be fleeting and so fragile
Mr. Rogers can still belt out a love song
With his familiar raspy voice
For over four decades he been charming us
Was everyone's favourite choice
So I really don't mind the nickname Kenny
A compliment is how I take it
People could have nicknamed me Bela
But as Lugosi I never would have made it
Were I so inclined, I could scoff and say:
“The times are worse than they once were,”
But, I submit today is a repeat of yesterday
To many, moreever, yesterdays are but a blur.
There simply aren’t many things to occur
That haven’t happened on some prior day
Sometime in the past, most will concur,
Were I so inclined, I could scoff and say.
We can at the feet of a distant past lay
Some needed action failed to solve it, sir,
Our ancestors did not keep the hounds at bay
The times are worse than they once were?
In truth, times have never been a soft purr
Complex circumstances are often in play,
In all candor, I would want to be demure,
But I submit today is a repeat of yesterday.
In any event, many folks are likely to pray
To the Almighty, they will earnestly defer,
Asking God to make current events sway
To many, moreover, yesterdays are but a blur!
Despite everything, time will seem to inter
Collective memory forgets the piper to pay
The past rises again to haunt, I am sure,
I would argue the dim past is here to stay
Were I so inclined.
Written September 6, 2022
prime flowers adorn
fateful August funerals,
plus beauty weddings ..
Wonder if I'll do something right, today
Normally I'm wrong, as wifey will say
More than 50 percent
But in any event
I'm encouraged that it's not 90 percent each day
Must Prevent from Being Bent
in any event
must prevent from being bent
by using cement
Jim Horn
One fine July morn in '38 pilot Corrigan cruised up in the blue.
He set the tabs and throttled back and on and on he flew.
From New York to Long Beach he said was his destination,
But somehow, somewhere along the way he made a slight variation!
Instead of landing at Long Beach in California as he intended,
Strangely, somewhere on the Irish turf is where he landed!
NOTE: Based on a true incident. There is some question whether
Douglas Corrigan intentionally made a 180 and flew to Ireland
and whether that was his intent in the first place. In any event,
he is known as "Wrong-way Corrigan" to this very day!
There is an old Vietnamese lady
In the neighborhood
Obviously senile
But everyone knows her
And watches over her
To make sure
She stays out of traffic
And out of trouble
She talks to everyone
But no one seems to understand
What she is babbling
on about
They smile at her
And she smiles back
And she for some reason
She likes us
And like my
Vietnamese Coffee lady
I wonder why
Why was there
this connection
Between us
It dawned on me
Perhaps in a prior life
She knew an American or two
And I remind her of someone
Or perhaps she is found
Of Korean K drama
And Angela reminds her
Of her favorite K Drama star
Or perhaps it is both
Or another reason entirely
But in any event
I look forward
To seeing her smiling face
Every time I walk
Down my ally way
in Old Saigon
I have no pearls of wisdom for you,
you wouldn’t listen in any event,
I’ll give you no advice,
no beatings will be any good either,
it’s not the gift that you need.
You were there for the casting of the die
but you somehow think you’ll survive.
I won’t tell you how to snatch up
the light bright lies that you’ve missed,
and the countless truths to follow,
the realities that so awkwardly escaped us
are a gift that you won’t accept.
I’ve seen the witless blundering
and transgression to shame us both.
I have no sage words for you,
but I have a single round in the chamber,
so I’ll take you out behind the shed
and in the daylight that summoned me
I’ll gift us a gift far greater.
14th December 2018
The black slurry sound of coal lifted by a shovel
As it enters the locomotive mouth of fire
Consumed in flames as well on dark gray days
Is advised and necessary for movement forward
In any event the heat and cold are secondary
To other pressing matters of formal conversation
Not worth mentioning as life goes off the rails
Carriages slip into oblivion when leaving the tracks behind
With snow no longer pushed aside, blindly from side to side
No longer facing horizontally as trains are known to go
Coaches fall and with them people's laughter
Vertical movement seems peculiar at times like these
Locomotion in the snow in total free fall seems obscene
Passengers did not sign up for going off the bridge
Surely a refund is in order when disappointed
Ending in ravines was not foreseen
Not exactly the adventure anticipated for this ride
Certainly not the destination they surmised
We are sure the engineer will have an explanation
If he and others should survive
The umbrella deploys on the morning beach
A device designed for our protection
A matter of natural selection for safety
To shade us from the nasty sun
And other things coming in from space
When the meteors came without warning
Perhaps they were comets or giant asteroids
In any event they were a nuisance
An annoyance we could not avoid
Some were as big as a school bus
But without the children or yellow
Closing in fast on us
Blotting out the sun for fun
Coming in for a crash landing
A sudden stop compliments of Earth
It turns out that umbrellas have limitations
They don't stop rocks from outer space
It is not their job
Some millions of years from now
When humans and dinosaurs reappear
Someone might reinvent the wheel
And perhaps an umbrella that works
So we don't continue to disappear
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