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“Truth lies within oneself and not outside.” the author.
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Embodying the Light
Truth lies within oneself and not outside,
Embodying the light that is sublime
And in one`s life ever serves as a guide,
As a particle of light that`s divine.
Eternal truth needs first to be imbibed,
Possibly under masterly guidance
Before it`s internally circumscribed
And ushers in one`s life shine of brilliance;
Resting on the inner crest of the bones,
Truth waits for stage of assimilation
In the corridors of the brainy zone
Afore it dispels glooms of illusion.
Once internalised by the inner self
The glow of truth brightens day after day
With deep meditation within oneself
And steers one`s path along the proper way;
Such truth transcends the bounds of space and time
Redounds on those who come within its view
Spreads afar the the blessings of its bright shine
And for ever and ever sounds as new;
Like a bacon light that guides ships ashore,
Truth drives men to their rightful destiny
And leads them the inner self to adore
Until the dead end of eternity.
Food, food, glorious food
Eating is such a wonderful thing
No matter what time of day it is
Wolfing down makes my dear heart sing
Why I get out of bed each day
The smell of bacon frying away
Follow my proboscis to the kitchen
Where Cathie's prepares brekkie each day
It's that oh so heavenly smell
Footsies don't even touch the floor
Gliding down the stairs like a nymph
So enthralled like many mornings before
I sit down and dear dear Cathie
Serves me brekkie that's fit for a king
Burst out with, “What a Beautiful Morning”
As we both raise our voices and sing
A delightful scene, albeit unusual
It's how we Ellisons start off the morn
Singing and dancing and kissing and stuff
Makes me so overjoyed to be born
Food, food, glorious food
Eating is such a wonderful thing
No matter what time of day it is
Wolfing down makes my dear heart sing
As a tad his soul was fired as he was regaled with family lore,
Rapt, hearing of his forebear's national service in times of yore.
Following tradition, he donned the uniform as his fathers did before,
Eager to serve his nation in its uniform that he so proudly wore!
He learned that in the misty past an ancestor served at Valley Forge,
To help free the emerging nation from the bondage of King George.
A forefather served as a sergeant in the Battle of New Orleans,
Barely surviving the ordeal on rations of rancid bacon and beans!
A grandfather carried a musket in the Mexican War affair.
Another, a cavalryman in the Civil War, served with elegant flair.
In the Spanish-American fray, a relative charged up San Juan Hill.
His great-granddad led a platoon in World War One with consummate skill!
His grandad was a fighter pilot during World War Two, becoming an ace,
Later to soar as an astronaut through the vast expanses of space!
His Dad, a colonel of artillery served with conspicuous bravery,
In Korea and Viet Nam to free peoples from the yoke of slavery!
The young warrior himself served with distinction in each Gulf War,
As an expert 'copter pilot in the United States Marine Corps!
Recounting the sacrifices their fathers made to keep this nation free,
He instilled in his son the worth of service, while dandling him on his knee!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
The lies being told to
our vision are like
movie scenes
Big smoke screens
clouding our dreams
& invading our psyche
This might be a test
from the emergency
broadcast system being
sent from above
Above the understanding
of some maybe
but I have faith the whole
of the world hasn't
gone crazy
Not crazy at all
just too lazy to search
for answers on the other
end of the call
Oh how the mighty
have fallen down to an
earth full of those that
don't recognize their worth
Lost in the illusion of
curses & spells
that spell doom
in bold letters
The old feathers from
your wings flow to the
ground the way cursive
used to scribble around
How will the pages
of history sound to a
deafened generation
drowning in AI's tools?
Fools for an unreal world
that caters to thrills
at the expense of
meaningful time
Drunk on the fine wine
of convenience
with no idea of the
ideas that lie in store
It may cost more than
you reckon in a time
where jewels can't be seen
as the world's going it blind
Rewind to a time when
pearls of wisdom were still
in a shell before
being cast to swine
Was ignorance really bliss
when all you cared about
was if your bacon was crisp?
What's next to be consumed
on your spinning plates?
More jealousy
greed
envy & hate?
What of the enmity
between you & another
or you and your
disassociated state
of mind?
Are we really still
stuck in a time where
a fictional clock is
the only thing in
everybody's mind?
'Creak creak' says
The old rocking chair
On a tiny old wooden porch
'Aawk aawk' says
The old crow as it
Flies steadily to the north
'Cock-a-doodle-do' says
The red rooster as he clucks
The new day in at half past four
Arise! Coffee's brewing
eggs and bacon on the stove
Hurry! Grab your baskets
Time for pickin' in the grove
Bring your pail out to the barn
Milk the cow and churn butter
Gather a stack of hay in your arms
Feed the baby hereford and his twin brother
Oh what a life in the country
So much work but so much play
When harvest comes there's always such bounty
It's the good Lord we thank each and every day
3 Tablespoons of crown royal
1/2 t of nutmeg
5 Tablespoons of parmesan (grated)
2 Tablespoon of Tarragon
2 T of chive
1 teaspoon of cayenne
salt to taste ( about 1 teaspoon)
1 teaspoon of lemon juice
2 T of parsley
4 Tablespoons of chopped bacon cooked
2 T of ground cooked chicken livers
2 Tablespoons of crushed garlic
2 T of troffel oil
Heavy Cream
3 egg whites
4 Pounds of ground chicken
puree chicken to smooth paste
add cream until smooth
add cheese,garlic,chives,parsley,
and tarragon and bacon
add oil and wine
mix smooth with and add egg whites
mix until pale and smooth
using a whisk fluff up 4 egg whites
into peaks.
incorporate egg whites into chicken mixture and set aside
in a greased muffin pan line each port with puff pastry
add caramelized onions
caramelized mushrooms
and grated parmesan cheese
and prosciutto
top with chicken mixture
bake for 30 minutes or until done
serve with a hollandaise and garnish.
Serve with roasted garlic aparsgus.
I WANNA KNOW 2
Is a yo-yo still a treasure without a string?
Would you still love Shenia Twain if she couldn't sing?
Would a wasp be courageous if someone buried his sting?
Is a bathtub comfortable when it hasn't a ring?
If Halloween subtracted it's ghosts and goblins
And burned the masks of gloom and doom
And banished black cats and bats
And warty witches on flying brooms
Would you still go trick or treating door to door to fill your sack?
Would you return home to change your costume and then go back?
You're mean! But I'll keep your secret because that's allowed on Halloween.
What if wrong traded places with right?
Would Walt Disney be sad if someone kidnapped Snow White?
What if parents lost their all uptight?
Would you help them look or read a book?
How exciting is bacon without it's sizzle?
How desired is the soda pop without the fizzle?
How rich is the soil without plenty of drizzle?
And how sad the Railroad workers without Roy Thorsen and his whistle.
How confusing the alphabet without C and D
How soon man would perish if water ceased to be
How useless the forest if stripped of every tree
And how boring Hockey without Wayne Gretsky......
798.
Ang Alamat ng May Nanalo Na
Bakit at paano nga ba
Na ang tawag sa
Kanilang ayaw mag-protesta
Na natalo ay “May Nanalo Na”
Bawal RAO magreklamo
Dahil “Finish Na” ang laRO
Kanila ang Ginto
May bacon pang sobrang luto
Ao! Aw! May sumigaw ng “Ihaw”
Katayin RAo asong nakabubulahaw
Barking on the wrong tree RAo kc
Biting RAo the hand of Mineral Mommy
Para raw si Mojo Jojo ng Puff City
Overcooked daw ang Nognog ng Makati
Dahil kinagat din ang Liberal
Tama lang na Dina magtagal
Kaya karaka-RAka, binuo si MiJo…
Inspired by Miriam Hall kung saang nagluto…
And also VP Jojo na ininsulto
Ito ang multo ng pang-TWO sa pwesto!
Cge sbi pa ng: “Push mo yan, teh!”
Umasa… Nasaktan… Nagbig-BAE!...
Macho-gwapito migo ni Jose…
Kaya react nila: “Wag kang pabeBE!”
Wag kaung mag-alala sa Birheng Lola
Matakot kayo sa kanyang Valedora
SAF44 at Warriors F4... ipaghihiganti
Sa pagpatak ng Countdown to thirty!
-07/29/2020
(Dumarao)
*Alamat ng Kanilang Mga Expressions
all seasoned readed and fried
one trout filleted
6 medium shrimp
six slices off procuttio
six toasted and garlic buttered
hoagie loaves
lettuce tomato pickles
fried onion
with Specail sauce
6 tablespoons of yogurt
5 tablespoons of mayo
1 teaspoon of garlic
1 tablespoon of chives
1 tablespoons of tarrogen
1 tablespoon of lemon juice
1 tablespoon of chopped green pepper
1 tablespoon olive oil
2 tablespoons of hopped bacon bits
6 burgers cooked well to medium
12 slices of cooked bacon
6 slices of provolone
6 slices of cheddar
1/2 cup of fried onions
mayo
lettuce
tomato
in a muffin pan
place eggroll wrapper
add 1 tablespoon of butter each
add one slice of porcuttio
chop olives 2/3 cups of black olives
3 tablespoons of olive oil
2/3 cup of chopped onions
2/3 minced mushrooms
3 tablespoons of minced garlic
1 teaspoon of cayeenne pepper
2/3 cups of chopped bacon
2/3 chopped sundreid tomatos
4 tablespoon of golden current or rasians
5 tablespoons of chopped green pepper
1 tablespoon of celery sed
2/3 cup of grated parmesean
1/2 cup of chopped asparagus
add to a pan all the veggies (except the parmesans cheese)
cook until onions are tranlusent add parmesean and remove from heat
add 4 tablespoon of sweet port or sherry
1 tablespoon of fish stock
1 tablespoon of lemon juice
cut pork loin into 1&1/2 inch pieces
salt and pepper deep fry for about ten minutes nearly cooking
the pork well.
set aside and half a portion to tell the donest
cook more if neded.
assemble
veggie mix a tablespoon in bottom of pan
top with pork
and cover with tablespoon of veggie mix
fold eggroll( Double the wrappers if wanting a thicker crust)
fold neatly eggwash and cut a puff pastryornament to cover the eggroll
design and bake until golden brown
in a sauce pan add pork stock cream and creamed chese to
with sweet port or sherry
to make a sauce
and serve with swet potato frnched fries and white potoato fries mixed
with a healthy garden salad
Cowboyin' seems so romantical as seen in th' pitcher shows.
Ain't a lick uv truth in that as ever' workin' cowpoke knows.
Movie stars is paid big bucks with a fancy saddle fer thar horse,
An' always ride off into th' sunset with a purty gal, uv course!
Real cowpokes don't wear designer jeans er fancy rhinestone suits.
You can tell a real buckaroo by th' looks uv his scruffy boots!
He's rousted out uv his bunk at th' break uv day;
(Seems it wuz jes' an hour er so ago, since he'd hit th' hay!)
He ain't got no time to strum a git'tar an' croon to a purty gal.
You'll usually find him ropin' an' a-sweatin' in a hot corral.
More'n likely them big stars lunch on caviar at th' country club,
While a cowpuncher eats beans an' bacon fer his daily grub!
In them western movies, handsome dudes ride tall in th' saddle.
A cowpoke has bowlegs frum years ridin' his cayuse astraddle.
Stunt men are handy to take th' falls fer fragile movie stars,
But a cowboy has to rough it an' can prove it by his scars!
When day is done th' movie cowboy goes home to his plush chalet.
A workin' cowboy goes to his humble bunkhouse at th' end uv day.
Cowpokes wonder why they cowboy - it shore ain't fer th' pay,
But they'll keep on a-ropin' and a-ridin' til they're old an' gray!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)