Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Another vase

I've decided it is time to add the flower of youth, the Lilac in it's own vase. There will be five of them. I think the best way is to do this from youngest to least youngest.

Let us look at someone who is young yet at the same time very adult. This is a person that anyone would be very proud to know and I am. His youth belies his knowledge. Much of what he knows he was taught by an expert teacher but there are things that he knows that cannot be taught. He has a spiritual insight oft thought reservered for the elders. Tis a wisdom of life that has woven a thread of maturity unheard of in much of the youth of today.

Come, join me in raising a glass (Kool-aid), in tribute To Shane Foster, The son of Joyce Anthony.

Friday, February 23, 2007

words, worlds, wisdom

It has been the week that should have never happened. I get in trouble at work for being personable. I learned that money, banking and humor do not mix. Tough, that is who I am and what I am. I am not a robot. Those were my parting words. Do not tell me words, I have my own. I know how to use them. A law firm finds a way to legaly steal money from my son, devastating, but we were able to short circuit their plans. Don't tread on me, I do bite.

I write tributes, but jealousy burns so strong in some that destroying me becomes paramount. I write words to honor the fallen, and come close to being crushed. Tis unfortunate that there are those that do not know how to listen nor to see. It takes more than eyes to see and more than ears to listen. Heed my words, feel my passion. Let not hatred and the worship of the almighty coin of the realm rule your life. Money allows one to exist, love allows one to live.

I have seen the world but now I see the world around me. I visit the earth from a higher plane. I am not looking down, nor do I look up at all that is around me. I am on a plane that has neither height, nor depth. It does however allow me to see the shallowness of those around me. As I observe, I can see that all too many have an existance that is solely dependent upon whatever materialistic gains are to be had. Material goods mean nothing. friendship means all. I need not a fancier car, but to love those around me, is of primary concern. I find more value in creating a smile in others.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

No Rose is an Island


We now have a pacific Rose to put in our cybervase. This is the first yellow rose to be added. It must be yellow because wherever this young lady goes, she radiates the sun of the California sunshine. Her display of support for this vase, these triibutes and indeed the very coupling from which this vase emerged have earned her a most prominent position in our vase.
She has since sprouted wings, and as an able speaker, can spread the word about our cause to many. Some people are shallow and make it easy to pen words in their description. This young lady is quite the opposite. Her accomplishments include Toastmasters, Beads, and Books. We are very fortunate to have her as part of WINGS also. Let us, with open arms, welcome our newest Rose, Nancy McCormick.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

The Rape of America

The sign reads: $19.95, The cashier rings up 29.95 plus tax. Why? There is a $10.00 mail-in rebate. Spend another fifty cents and wait for over two months to get ten bucks!!! and that is only if you do it in the right timeframe.

Fifty dollars in rebates is really five $10.00 certificates that must be sent in, according to a specified date, to get a ten dollar gift card. These are from the same credit card company that sends out fifteen dollar checks that when cashed sign you up for a protection program that is 85 cents per $100.00. Most people don't even notice it, until it's too late.
The above is the next best thing to snake oil sales. Legal but just barely.

Smoking is banned everywhere yet the majority of lung cancer victims are non smokers. No, it is not second hand smoke. Those that smoke are banished to the netherreaches of outdoors. Guess what? That makes them stronger!

Companies use these and other legal tactics to get the coveted dollar. There is no respect left in the business, corporate or retail world. The idea is to get the money from the consumer at all costs. The more money these golddiggers can get into their coffers, the more control they have over who does what.

Look at what you buy, was there a rebate? That last phone call, did they try to pressure you to buy something you have no use for? Do you smoke? That really makes you a villan. grab a cigarette and you're sent to the back woods. But those murdurous drunks get all the advertising they want. Watch tv, how many ads are for alcohol? Once corporate america has everyone boozed up they can then start you on their next ploy. Prescription drugs!!!!

Welcome to America, the land of the corporate, money loving terrorists!

Friday, February 16, 2007

The tribute Vase





This vase is different. Let me describe it. A crystaline base with colored lights around inside the rim. Equally spaced are four small jets of water that are located between the rim and the lights. As the short bursts of water are released it gives the impression of a floating rainbow. Floating in the pool are small flowers. In the center is a crystal clear vase being held by praying hands.

Into this vase go the white roses, one for each victim of the rampage at the Salt Lake City mall. The lilies floating in front are for the families of the victims. Surrounding this crystaline vase is a red velvet pad. It is here that all may kneel to pray for both the victims and the families.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

two more roses

This is going to be a bit different. The first rose is for some special friends that have decided to grace the hospitals with their presence. Now we all know these two are very good and are among our best friends, but they really do need to learn that on the floorboard of life, just to the left of the accelerator is the large pedal called a brake. we do need ot get these two to slow down and smell the roses (hint: this is a cybervase with unlimited room). Gale and Linda R spent too much time laying down on the job. Ya'll can't write the history of the world from a hospital bed. It's good to see both are well and back among the fiends.

This is a very special rose I am now putting in. I reserve the white ones for special reasons and this is one near and dear to me. I know now that WINGS is on the right track. I hereby dedicate this white Rose for all the victims of abuse. Please join me in offering a special prayer that it is soon ended.

Friday, February 09, 2007

It was in the tea leaves

Karen returned home from school just as her mother was being loaded into the ambulance. The attendants said she could meet them at the hospital. but, before she could leave the police had some questions. it only took one to explain eveything.

"Miss, the last words your mother spoke were, "It was in the tea leaves." Can you...."

That was all he could say because with those words Karen said the son of a bitch finally did it. He said he would kill her and he finally did! At that point she collapsed. The paramedics brought her around and told her that her mother would be ok, just needed a few days rest and they wanted her to stay in the hospital for observation. She explained that 'It was in the tea leaves' was their private code for trouble and almost always was her father taking out his rage against whatever, on his wife.

Mike, Karens father was arrested and this time was actually charged with assault. The laws of the day did not recognize spousal abuse. Karen had seen her mom used as a punching bag at least once a week but never was it as bad as this. The police knew their house well as they spent many visits but could never do anything. Once it escalated to the point of hospitalization, they had enough for a charge of assault. One of the policemen offered to take her to see her mother.

Monday, February 05, 2007

How we treat others

No logo on this post, it is personal.

I don't do things to hurt others. For those that know me and know a bit of my past you know and understand. I do not attack others, especially on a personal level. I put a compliment up where many could see it. It was treated like a slap in the face. Then she went the next step and posted everything in her group. I kept everything off list but she didn't. I was accused of passing the emails off to others. The only ones I passed them to were the one involved. She took it to the group and involved everyone else. That move cost me friends.

I went through hell a few years ago. I survived because of family and friends but it was literally touch and go for awhile. I was close to a nervous breakdown and closer to suicide. Thank the good lord for Joyce and Janet because I am again at that stage. At least I can release some feelings here.

I'll stop here otherwise I will make mysef worse. I just want to offer my heartfelt thanks to the two ladies that are my lifeline right now.

set in stone



Before I begin, I must point out that there is a dedication to one that does not understand a compliment when given. I really feel sorry for her because she is taking others down with her. I have too much love in my heart to hate her although she is begging me to. She has lost a friend.

Another rose is being added to the cybervase. Kris, who has gone over and above the tasks asked of her, is now in the company of greats. Fellow roses, let us allow room for Kris to stand tall among you.

On my shelf that holds my cybervase I am now adding another vase. This one is carved from Amethyst. Into this special vase go the golden holders of sunshine. Observe if you will, how bright and warm the radience from the dandelions I am now adding. Of these two that are in the vase, one has been defined as a weed, yet it is rare indeed to find a rainbow dandelion. I have moved her to this vase because she is both a very tall rose but also the most unusual of flower, the elusive rainbow dandelion. She accepts being looked upon as a weed because she knows that most weeds can only see other flowering plants in the same terms. Once this weed takes off her rose colored glasses she would see that rainbow dandelions are special and very rare. There is only one in existence. Joining this new and most unusual of dandelions is another equally as rare. Irridescent and bright, she is a Star variety. Her nickname is MK, but others just call her Janet.

I have mounted, directly above this Amethyst vase, a special light to ensure their brilliance forever brightens the world. I welcome you Joyce and Janet.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Growing up is an option

There's something different, a title that almost fits what I want to write! Anything to be odd I guess.

I've noticed that there is so little respect left in this world. I was thinking it was because I was getting old (I am, by comparison). But I've noticed it in people of my age and older. I've belonged to several groups online and found some very rude moderators. Of course I left those groups. What it comes down to is respecting the views of others as well as just plain respect. I belong to several groups now that actually know how to treat others. That's why I still belong to them. There may be a member or two that does not know what respect is, but that is rare. Then we come to the 'real' world, the non cyber one. Now respect has become a four letter word (these kids can't spell either).

Ok, before I start hammering on those non adults at work, it's time to villify the general public! I was taught that men take their hat off when inside, especially a restaurant. What is the big deal with all these damn hats anyway? Take 'em off!! A line in a song says it all, "Tip your hat to the lady son". I have yet to see that happen any more. Doors are another major complaint. I don't care what book you read on manners, guys, you open the door for the female!!!! You also open it for your elders. It is showing respect for others, plain and simple. Ladies, get off your high horse and let the guys be gentlemen, it doesn't happen much anymore. Can you open your own door? Sure, but when someone opens it for you, say thank you and step through. You are just as rude by saying you can open the door by your self. We hold the door out of respect, not doubting your abilities!!

Speaking of women and respect..

Where did it go? Guys, we don't need to hear how you 'scored' last night. You had fun, did she? Do you even remember her name? Respect her in the morning? Hell, you didn't even respect her last night, she was just another mark on your scorecard. Aren't you the same guy that complains there are no virgins left? The same guy who gets all bent out of shape when women talk about the guys they've had? Amazing how it seems to go both ways. You had a good night? Keep it to yourself, we don't need to hear about it. I would say it is almost a safe bet that the person you were with really doesn't want to be just another mark in a list.

Over the years I've earned my respect by respecting others. Who I slept with last night, the number of women I have slept with, is my business, no one else's. I've learned that by treating others with respect I actually have more female friends than many guys. Duh! I get so tired of hearing about how easy it is for me to have a lot of female friends. No, I don't pick up women. I don't go girl hunting. I never have and never will. I've been married, am married and have the loves of my life. Who they are, and our overall relationship is my business. The females involved don't need to be bandied about like so much fluff. I've earned my friends. Don't ask me who my latest 'score' was, it's none of your business. Actually, use that term with me and you are likely to hear words you didn't think this old man knew!

Where did this come from? This is the result of a set of posts by someone who doesn't understand true love. It was fired and fueled by a collection of kids at work who seem to think that it is cool to have a lot of women on a string (I don't think the term girlfriend/wife is part of their dictionary). It's a 'You've been married how many times? You have how many women? You don't have no trouble picking up women do you?' comments. Excuse me, but I have some very special friends, one is an ex-wife (no I am not giving details about the divorce/our friendship), one is the absolute love of my life (You want to know about her? I'll tell you how well she writes. I'll give you details of how special she is. But if you want to hear personal details, such as what she looks like, do we or don't we have a sex life, forget it, it's none of your business. I don't ask about your love life, the women in your life, don't bore me with yours. Oh yeah, then there is the illustrious how do you rate your wife/girlfriend/last nights pickup in bed? This has got to be the most horrendous idea anyone ever came up with!! You do not, ever, under any condition, rate your love life!!! I think of all the stupid things the male species has ever spewed, this is probably one of the worst. The only person that ever hears how good they are, in bed, in person, is that person, only and I will guarantee it is not some dumb damn rating system! I never have to worry about respecting them in the morning because I respect them the night before, the day before.

I guess the bottom line of this whole rant is, what ever happened to the golden rule? Does no one know it anymore? For those who seem to have a memory problem, here it is.


DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO TO YOU!!!!!

Growing up is an option

There's something different, a title that almost fits what I want to write! Anything to be odd I guess.

I've noticed that there is so little respect left in this world. I was thinking it was because I was getting old (I am, by comparison). But I've noticed it in people of my age and older. I've belonged to several groups online and found some very rude moderators. Of course I left those groups. What it comes down to is respecting the views of others as well as just plain respect. I belong to several groups now that actually know how to treat others. That's why I still belong to them. There may be a member or two that does not know what respect is, but that is rare. Then we come to the 'real' world, the non cyber one. Now respect has become a four letter word (these kids can't spell either).

Ok, before I start hammering on those non adults at work, it's time to villify the general public! I was taught that men take their hat off when inside, especially a restaurant. What is the big deal with all these damn hats anyway? Take 'em off!! A line in a song says it all, "Tip your hat to the lady son". I have yet to see that happen any more. Doors are another major complaint. I don't care what book you read on manners, guys, you open the door for the female!!!! You also open it for your elders. It is showing respect for others, plain and simple. Ladies, get off your high horse and let the guys be gentlemen, it doesn't happen much anymore. Can you open your own door? Sure, but when someone opens it for you, say thank you and step through. You are just as rude by saying you can open the door by your self. We hold the door out of respect, not doubting your abilities!!

Speaking of women and respect..

Where did it go? Guys, we don't need to hear how you 'scored' last night. You had fun, did she? Do you even remember her name? Respect her in the morning? Hell, you didn't even respect her last night, she was just another mark on your scorecard. Aren't you the same guy that complains there are no virgins left? The same guy who gets all bent out of shape when women talk about the guys they've had? Amazing how it seems to go both ways. You had a good night? Keep it to yourself, we don't need to hear about it. I would say it is almost a safe bet that the person you were with really doesn't want to be just another mark in a list.

Over the years I've earned my respect by respecting others. Who I slept with last night, the number of women I have slept with, is my business, no one else's. I've learned that by treating others with respect I actually have more female friends than many guys. Duh! I get so tired of hearing about how easy it is for me to have a lot of female friends. No, I don't pick up women. I don't go girl hunting. I never have and never will. I've been married, am married and have the loves of my life. Who they are, and our overall relationship is my business. The females involved don't need to be bandied about like so much fluff. I've earned my friends. Don't ask me who my latest 'score' was, it's none of your business. Actually, use that term with me and you are likely to hear words you didn't think this old man knew!

Where did this come from? This is the result of a set of posts by someone who doesn't understand true love. It was fired and fueled by a collection of kids at work who seem to think that it is cool to have a lot of women on a string (I don't think the term girlfriend/wife is part of their dictionary). It's a 'You've been married how many times? You have how many women? You don't have no trouble picking up women do you?' comments. Excuse me, but I have some very special friends, one is an ex-wife (no I am not giving details about the divorce/our friendship), one is the absolute love of my life (You want to know about her? I'll tell you how well she writes. I'll give you details of how special she is. But if you want to hear personal details, such as what she looks like, do we or don't we have a sex life, forget it, it's none of your business. I don't ask about your love life, the women in your life, don't bore me with yours. Oh yeah, then there is the illustrious how do you rate your wife/girlfriend/last nights pickup in bed? This has got to be the most horrendous idea anyone ever came up with!! You do not, ever, under any condition, rate your love life!!! I think of all the stupid things the male species has ever spewed, this is probably one of the worst. The only person that ever hears how good they are, in bed, in person, is that person, only and I will guarantee it is not some dumb damn rating system! I never have to worry about respecting them in the morning because I respect them the night before, the day before.

I guess the bottom line of this whole rant is, what ever happened to the golden rule? Does no one know it anymore? For those who seem to have a memory problem, here it is.


DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO TO YOU!!!!!