“You can call ‘Bible Archaeology’ an oxymoron… but it exists”

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 Recently, very recently, I heard someone say they thought ‘Bible Archaeology’ was an oxymoron. For those that do not believe in the Bible… I’m sure this could be a prevailing viewpoint but when it comes to science (Archaeology) proving things that are claimed in the Bible, this gives more credibility to the validity of what the Bible is actually telling us is ‘historical’ and ‘accurate.’ A person must then come face-to-face with this truth,”You can have your own opinion but you can’t have your own facts.” To know from a historical basis, there is greater significance to the history given us in the Bible… let alone the importance to all mankind of the very life of Jesus of Nazareth. I found a link for you to get a free e-book, provided by “the Biblical Archaeology Society,” and all you have to do is enter your name and e-mail. There is one book that talks about the trial of the century (regarding the “forgery trial of the Ossuary of James” [Brother of Jesus] and the results). This book covers the complete trial (a five year trial held in Israel) and involved: the artifact, the IAA (the Israel Antiquities Authority), the Israeli Police and the trial to prove or disprove the authenticity of the pieces shown and spoken of. The Author believes the accuracy of the artifacts provided here and claims the veracity of the trial as a solid victory to these beliefs- sound cause for imperishable enthusiasm. Please look below… and find the page to all the free e-books through this source.


To ridicule the very notion of ideas placed in the Bible, Torah or Dead Sea Scrolls (the latter listed also found to be from ancient times and of great Archaeological significance) is to say there is nothing of value here… and walk away (no better and no worse than when you found out they exist). Sadly, many people will shy away from the importance of human history, let alone the history of the people God has claimed as His own, but I find great the comfort of these historic finds. Not only does it strengthen my opinions and beliefs but grants me a deeper sense of peace to know from it… to feel the truth permeate my mind/body and lift up my soul and spirit. I’m also going to include more than enough links below, many could be found of personal interest and highly informative, let alone helpful in the struggle to maintain beliefs so fragile.

(This page has a link to “The Israel Museum, Jerusalem- Google Art Project”… simply fascinating)



Glad you liked this Craig (as the first one here).

Corporate entitlements or employee abuse?

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It has come to my attention the distinction between corporate entitlements and employee abuse can be miniscule or gargantuan, with or without precedent and as important as the corporations desire to make them. Since it is the corporations that wield the clout, can afford lawyers to do their bidding, even to such extremes as to be legal but yet unethical. All one has to recall is Enron… and the complicity of the lawyers, banks and stockholders, as it regards the greater loss, was truly felt by those kept out of the loop- those told everything is fine and the check is in the mail.

These days, as was brought up in Entrepreneur Magazine (back about ten years ago), the rise of extra board employees is on the rise. These individuals can be worked full time but are left with: no full time status, an on-call basis, rotating shifts and absolutely no benefits whatsoever. Corporations do this to: reduce overall costs, increased labor demands… more attention (an added bonus for those used without a full time shift) and shorts the full time staff (less full timers means less money out as a needed expenditure). The advantage to the corporations is less employees needed and the disadvantage… less opportunity for the clients (not to mention less staff- less service). What this means to the companies prone to taking these cost cutting measures is truly felt by the employees doing more with less help. The push for more cross-training (to enable a company to do more with less) is currently the normative procedure a company will take. Even the lower level echelon executives can feel the pinch… being paid a salary ensures this, and the resulting increase of hours during peak demands can take its toll.

The next big move, according to Entrepreneur  Magazine, is to cut or eliminate those that smoke (to reduce heath care premiums) and extricate those employees that are unsightly (obese)… and also a larger (no pun intended) health risk as well. You can’t say I didn’t warn you but I have seen these things coming down the pipe for years… and all that was discussed ten years ago has come to pass. In the extreme, things are not apt to change for the better, especially in light of the current economic conditions as they exist today- the best days have already been experienced. The old adage of the U.S. Marines comes to mind with their common mantra being,”Don’t worry… it can always get worse.” As to these business practices we see, and the way employees are being treated (in corporations around the globe), this is but the beginning of harsher working conditions to follow. Anyone who believes this trend is going to improve has but to complain more frequently… and see how long it takes to be in the Unemployment Office.

“To epitomize absurdity”

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“To epitomize absurdity”

Complaints about another,

being other than yourself,

as they exercise their freedom

to believe as they would…

is to find the traits of freedom:

using the same money (with in God

we trust), going to court (swearing

on the Bible to tell the truth),

living in a land that cherishes

freedom (of a personal choice)

and then to claim infringement…

this is absurdity… and then

to call this your home.

An atheist group, the F.F.R.F. (Freedom from Religion Foundation), is taking the stand to denigrate: Veterans, religious beliefs, symbols of a religious nature (crosses, depictions of Christ, et al) and our country’s history… in the hopes of removing these same items. Their claims are: they get upset tummies, have experienced emotional upset and have had to refrain from visiting one of their favorite places- a site in Montana. Since they have chosen to take this to Federal Court, over the site in Montana (http://missoulian.com/news/local/atheists-sue-to-remove-jesus-statue-from-big-mountain/article_d8e79fcc-527f-11e1-bcdd-0019bb2963f4.html), they must be taken seriously. The ramifications to them winning, and I’m sure they are hoping for a precedent to be made here, could be staggering- an ex post facto removal of: crosses at Arlington Cemetery, the Vietnam wall (a memorial and shrine to the fallen brothers in arms) and many more. This is not what the Founding Father’s intended, with this line in the First Amendment,” … Congress should ‘make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or PROHIBITING THE FREE EXERCISE THEREOF… ,” and by winning their case should have every (believing, disbelieving or unbelieving) American shaking in their boots. To allow this to pass actually violates the First Amendment… so let’s see what happens now. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Amendment_to_the_United_States_Constitution)

“Openly mocked… in the end times”©

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Tender are the mercies of God

to those that love Him…

frail is His grace for those that don’t,

no grace given when none taken…

and God just taken advantage of,

no heart… no saving grace,

there grows the day dawning

where God will be openly mocked…

as well as those whom believe,

days of such darkness draw nearer

and nearer… predicted in prophecy,

this is but the last light and time

for securing what you believe…

find no time to waste for waste

will be dealt with by God Himself,

waste of time found without God

as the most important factor…

sealed in time by His love, His life

given freely for us… to spare us

from a very real place… the place

without grace or mercy- called hell.

“Weighted stones”©

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Is it naught by pomp of life… hath thine

hand forgot?

Verily, existence to sorrow dragged as

thou hath brought,

folds within thine heart wouldest burst

forth of thy burden,

frugal though thou be, hugged by hope’s

receipt is heavy laden,

unblessed to throw thy sash o’er shoulder

and to claim,

thy hope thou hast little spent, tis but

nonsense left in name,

fulness of virtue sought but to linger bare,

nigh and alone,

surely pretense known will’st but languish

and disown,

distrust doth hesitate and pause the path

thou dost walk,

to idle be thee found in blame ‘ere unmatched

in thy talk,

splitting hairs and venal quills of love to drips

of ink,

labours found but shallow breathed shall fail

us to sink,

pretense to rob thee thine own grace and

sultry way,

did’st naught steal fair manner and joy found

in thine day,

weighted stones thy parson met doth abate us

as thou dine,

ne’er to knowest loss by shame and dare find

things divine.

“Empty vessels make the most sound”©

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Between wisdom and ignorance is life,

between the tears of joy and the tears of sorrow

is found living…

counterintuitive to all that we know are the thoughts

of God,

between selfishness and giving is found life,

between the extremes of self importance and the

days we’ll honor God…

when we are lowly and humble is when we’ll hear

God applaud,

between the waning days of worth and the times

of plenitude,

between the thoughts of awareness and moments

of insensitivity…

the timely space to energy spent, unrealized potential

left unshod,

between the vacuous space… the void and the blessing

of each new day is life,

between a porous love and the meaningless motions we

all would do…

our claims to fill the lack of want or need… to help another

on Cape Cod.

Inspirations come from every where… even times we can be accused of something we did, when people might think it was centered on them (a narrow perspective). In the use of a wider lens to see by and from, with the benefit of our peripheral vision unblocked and insight used, we can adapt to something that transcends ourselves to then be becoming to us all… the moment taken to far exceed anyone, any thought or notion in stasis. There is when an offering is slighted… confession yields nothing but a glimpse to perceptions allowed and will remain stagnant, when what was given is disregarded as dross- valueless. This is the time we shall need to do that which is right (for a greater good and purpose) even if we will find (for ourselves) no pity or empathy to return- if we remain misunderstood. Better to take an insult and grow from it than to harbor there and stew in our own juices.

1 Corinthians 14:11 Therefore if I know not the meaning of the voice, I shall be unto him that speaketh a barbarian, and he that speaketh shall be a barbarian unto me.

“Determinism’s internalized conditional flaw”


In passing… the place
memories are found,
we find either the 
kindest of thoughts
or things seared in to
our mind, and our mind
feels no pleasure or
pain of either one.


Odd that it is only to be found, as a memory or a current condition, where the body is what feels the pleasant sensations or pangs of pain and the mind, feeling nothing at all, tells us if it is enjoyable or not. If no thought to free will is implied and we cannot be held morally responsible to our actions then we serve each other up to the fantasies of others and turn each other into nothing more than intellectual property to be used… even to offer up our flesh to ‘whatever feels good… we’ll do it (no belief to prevent it for there is no moral imperative when there is no belief).’ An atheist’s dream.

By internalizing (thinking alone) human actions have no free will exhibited by external causes, it affords one the justification to then excuses one’s behavior (self determined) as having been externally caused and grants the ability to feel good from the choices (an exercise in free will) freely made and, therefore, guilt free.

You can also find this through this link below, and there you will find comments.


ATTN: the link above, to Red Bubble, is defunct… my account has been canceled. I was attacked by means of a “Hate crime,” and I’m going to seek legal outcome, possibly an injunction to impede all U.S. activity. I’m waiting on a friend with some clout to get back to me… and I’ll keep you posted.

“fallacy of logic by emotional objectivity removed”©

When the solution to a problem

can be solved by a reaction, and

it matters not if the reaction is

based on truth or not… aided by:

guidelines (soft rules of conduct),

perceptions of and from one’s own

set of values or an appearance of

something having been done wrong-

this is the time to pray for sanity,

for under these conditions all one

has to do is establish a claim of

impropriety… and based on the claim,

alone, is when the secondary reaction

will be, inevitably, always wrong.

When we allow, as a standard, a condition or situation to be used to divine meaning to our actions… is when relativism will take hold of the societal norm; which can and will surely suffocate any individual of their own perceptions held dear or not. It will be only understood as a conditionality rendering subjectivity negligent to personal positional opinion- and is then dependent on one view to determine the fate of another. The opinion of the one that suffers from a decision based on faulty information will be subject to the decision rendered, persecution to be a removal of one’s own determination by the determination of another. In order for relativism to be effective and functional there must be a general regard toward all equally or it will fail. the weight of the fulcrum used here is the ‘self’ and when ‘any self’ exercises judgement (right or wrong) objectivity is lost in a subjective state. This belief is nothing more than a hypothetical plausibility gone wrong (when attempting to apply it in or on a society) for without an absolute quality of wrong (the terms and conditions that will apply equally to all) it becomes a wheel that spins on its own axis… and the axis has no constant other than the individual perception relied on. It becomes a free for all… and with no regard for anything as a standard; which in turn proves my point, to then subject someone to a definable punishment (when based on a causality other than the one complaining and against the one complained on) shows favoritism at best… or a pointed intolerance (HATE) and it is against the law, International or local, to exercise and participate (be a PARTY TO ACTIONS FROM OR RELATED TO) in ’a HATE crime.’

The use of “Problem, reaction, solution” came from out of Hegelian Dialectics, a plan or methodology used well by dictators and despots throughout human history but it took Hegel to secure it by definition. See its ugliness in it many forms here (*). This philosophy also speaks of turning any society into that which it does not like, used in Germany on the Germans themselves, and we all know the historic example left us from the past. The flaw of goodness or the perception of being “NICE” goes right out the window and is nothing but lip service… especially to the one it is directed at when the basis of the perception used was askew to begin with. Ask any Jewish person about Hitler, what about relativism here… and you see what can be done to one used to the extreme. This is absolutely WRONG.

Moral relativism is an oxymoron… for it is neither moral nor representative of all the same, and would be found relative (in application) to the one that believes it to be true.

(*) http://problem-reaction-solution.com/

Should you like… check me out at Red Bubble

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I’ve been writing at Red Bubble (redbubble.com) since January, 2008. I have been Hosting a little over a year… one of my groups is a christian group, called,”Mustard Seeds and Lilies.” I do hope you’ll check it out- if you are christian and have an interest in finding more out about the subject of “filling the emptiness within.”


I also have a contemporary group, called,”Art and ink so free.” Here you will meet up with artists and writers alike… of all backgrounds and from around the world. Please take a moment or two throughout your busy day and look at all we have… be prepared to be surprised with all there is.


My main profile page there is listed below, a: christian, Veteran, American and a poet at heart. I’m your typical every day High School drop out… well maybe not, and know God has been good to me.


I do hope you will find something to: truly enjoy, have you to share, cause one to ponder on and even more importantly… see things from a different perspective than the one you started with. I can think of no better reason to write than this, especially if it is uplifting, informative or constructively engaging. Let’s move on past those growing pains… the ones we need to make an improvement to our lives and the lives of others we deal with on a daily basis.

Russ Holder/inkedvocabulary

My first book on Kindle


My first book on Kindle

Please take a look at what the LORD has enabled me to do… a work dedicated to the glory of God, my first fruits to be His acclaim- I’m but a pen in His hand. It would please me to share some with you, something Amazon has not, see below…

Chapter 2… A Hand For Life, Life Lessons

“Hellos end stranger-ship”

There is no greater stranger to meet

than the stranger within ourselves,

will you punish yourself for not being

able to understand or forgive my life,

accept me for what I can, for what I

cannot you will never see to appreciate.

“Only the spirit knows”

When grace touches your shoulder

and you feel it to your toes,

who knows where the heights will lead

you when only the spirit knows,

when compassion crosses your brow

and you can feel the spirit move you,

you can believe you’d better listen

to the message that it gives you,

it’s when you feel hot flashes

and the feeling sort of grows,

who knows where the heights will lead

you when only the spirit knows,


“Only the spirit knows” cont.

when hope embraces your being

and your feet begin to dance,

is when the spirit has you

and you feel it’s your last chance,

when love sweeps through your body

and your face on fire shows,

who knows where the heights will lead

you when only the spirit knows.

“Share the caring feeling”

I have no power in these two hands,

but the power of love,

and when I raise these loving hands

the power reigns above,

and I know as I extend these hands

I’ll then begin to share,

and when I feel I’ve helped someone

is when I’ll feel care.


“To solve it… resolve it”

Would you fight me now, to

prove your manhood, only to

walk away after and not realize

the fight you faced was with

yourself; because, the reflection

in me you fought would be that

in your nature you didn’t approve of,

and sought blindly to solve it.

“In me”

The Cherokee in me

despises the white man,

the Irish in me

chokes on the English,

the English in me

restrains the Irish,

the Dutch in me

is very hard-headed,

the German in me

is willing for change,

the Scotch in me

has quite a sweet tooth,

the Jewish in me

cries at the wall,

the Christ in me

clears up all the confusion,

and beholds all of us

as children of God.


“A choice is made”

As another day dawns

on the choices life contains,

to eat from the banquet table

or simply scrap that remains,

the tug-of-war continues,

the tether frayed from the strains…

a choice is made to live on.

Every day a new beginning

and even it shall see an end,

we should be careful of our tongues

for the messages unmeant to send,

when lives by courtroom bench

will not be straight, but turn to bend,

a choice is made to live on.

When life’s door finally closes…

through death’s door we depart,

and those of us left behind

find again we need to start

to push past petty differences,

to seek the purpose of the heart…

a choice is made to live on.

“Catch it”

Anger is the minor infectious

feeling that mankind is bound by,

Love is the major feeling that

frees us all so infectiously.


“Time to think again”

When painful memories are

all we think about,

it’s time to think again

about all we’ve been thinking,

allowing new thoughts an opportunity

to rinse free the past.


To be young is to be over

Concerned with appearance;


To be wise is to be aware

Of the inner needs of people…

That appear quite evidently.

“Mirror image”

When a man,

with blinders on,

speaks of love

he sees only

what’s in front

of himself, and

not the horizon

that stretches beyond

man’s limited


of the flesh.


I would also like to show you the cover of my second book, a book of Political poetry, called,”Of eagles and ostriches,” and this is being worked on now for the Kindle format. Look below…

Here is a taste of what is in it, please enjoy…


Chapter 1… 9-11… Cornerstone of change

“Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God”

Thomas Jefferson

“First responders… forgotten Americans”


ground zero,

under attack,

we knew what to do…

called to war,

you just go…

you disregard the hell…

it went into the air…

the ground bubbled under our feet…

rescue workers with cuts in budget,

Public Health disaster,

Cristy Todd  Whitman,”the air is safe,”

turned down… mockery of freedom,

victims denied… benefits withheld,

we can still help each other…

Firefighters left behind,

gold recovered liberally,

debris shipped to china…

Presidential Seal on information,

9-11… some memory,

ten years later!


     See itunderstand it

           Have we not learned

       Democracy in the U.S.

       is a two headed bird…

       with one stomach.  

“The fallout… “

The fallout from Wall Street

is much worse than the memory

of the dust from 9-11…

equally gagging in capacity,

and this time clearly being

dog-piled by our own people…

and the grand old party deceived. 


“Make up for the mind”

If you make up your mind and

find you will not change, no

matter what is: heard, learned,

felt, discovered or warned about…

is when you might think the world is

flat or believe science can’t be helpful,

and you’ll feel you are right in

your assessments.

An old Spanish proverb says,

“A wise man changes his mind…

a fool never will.”


“The appearance of Democracy”

We have bought into the idea of

defending Democracy in Iraq…

this nonsense is like accepting

a ride hitchhiking, going down

the general direction agreed to…

and when the driver jumps out,

prior to going off the cliff, you’ll

finally realize you will just be

the body to be identified at the

scene of the crash, and blamed…

so the insurance claim can be



“Better to stumble on truth than from lies”

When we stumble on the truth a lie is exposed,

even when it has been sitting right under our nose,

to hack and hew at our heels… to stub our own toes,

surely once we discover this this truth we’ll disclose…

no, not really… we would then hug the lie in repose,

not even if we could shake the dust from our clothes,

the lie should feel as though it was our truth, we suppose…

such is the way of man… not God’s way as love grows-

love grows toward the light of truth and always shows

the stumbling lessons man needs… even by prose,

clothed in love, lies no longer linger in our eyes…

love is the truth leaving lies behind in surprise.


“And they called the wind… “

And they called the wind Al Qaida…

as if to control the breeze of fear,

a bridge of tears throughout the years

and the sighs of discontentment-

sheer resentment tailing the moans and groans.

The wind screams past the ears of those who

heard, shuddering, and scuttling the

dreams of freedom,

only the lingering memories

contain the refrain of patriotism-

the notes wielding the timber and vibrato

of emotions spent.

So sent by those who achieved the goal

that swallowed us whole,

and the days now longer than the days

in which the winds began.

I ran… you ran… we ran to quell the wind-

as though we could.

A Dr. Lovejoy experience, with a lasso we

roped the tornado and found

our tiger by the tail.

A turbaned whirling dervish of a devil,

dizzy from the chase,

exhausted by the thought of containing

beliefs and no relief in sight.

And they called the wind Al Qaida.


“Of wine and roses”

Why can’t we see our laws

turning against us…

evermore restrictive and

prone to fail our lot,

this is no time for glee

that we see coming…

just the price to be paid

for the good times as bought,

sold to us… bundled up so

cozy and rosy, if you will…

the thrill yet unrealized

by many of our own,

just like the ones caught

on the planes of doom,

to be entombed in a shrine

so divine as it was flown,

warmth our laws afforded

us… in the past,

not to last… not to last as

we soon will find,

gone are the days of wine

and roses… days gone by,

soon, from the changes, we will

march to… so unkind.


“Seduced by treasonous hands”

Rule by fear or stand by your laws…

the laws we have, having not been adhered to,

are then made a joke,

under this administration… they’ve thumbed

their nose at any history that inspired us…

integrity to revoke,

so how can we still deny this terrorism

has come from within… blamed on someone

allowed to do “the deed,”

NORAD hobbled by a drill… the drill to be

against terrorists flying planes into buildings,

9-11… follow our lead,

on that day… Cheney controlled NORAD, as

NORAD was told,”stand down,” doing nothing

ensured the planes to strike,

the planes, for the towers, had fuel that

could not burn hot enough to ever melt

steel… believe it if you like,

only slaves placidly do not question what

they are told, P.O.W.s always look for a

means to secure escape,

are you a slave (of your own beliefs) or

are you a patriot (P.O.W.), with a mind of

your own… a victor’s cape?

The questions will come from free thinking

men of freedom to make the choice of their

disbelief… seeing things secreted,

it is obvious to assume this when you hear,”it’s


“Seduced by treasonous hands” cont.

my way or the highway mentality,” so what are you 

hiding… thinking we’re retarded,

this world is not and has never been simply

black and white… absolutes are only used to

exert some control,

and if you have some control you’ll seek

more and more… until you have total control…

let this truth then console,

so will we allow this fear to relieve us of

our freedoms… denying our children of

freedom for slavery?

I know what you’d think by reading this… but

condemn or condone, the choice is yours, no

matter how unsavory.

“Political correctness is THOUGHT INDOCTRINATION”

Political correctness is akin to redistricting prior to

a vote, it: shifts the view of objects in sight, re-

designates the description of what is viewed and,

by the changes, expects to alter the outcome of

perception and change the reality of our under-

standing. What we get is a palmed off misunder-

standing, substituted as a reality… attempting to

be the truth as known before; but we end up with

one Iraqi defender slipper on the left foot and on

the right… a patriotic pretender.


A sampling of my third book,”When plucked are strings of the heart,” is found below…

Chapter two: Longings

“As me you are ( a part of me )”

     What I’d like is a woman who respects herself,

one that’s from within the common wealth…

the same as me.

What I need is a woman who keeps things clean,

one that’s still spicy… despite life a little lean…

the same as me.

What i’d thrive on is a woman who shares her joys,

one whose tired of being someone’s battered toys…

the same as me.

What I’d share with her would be my half to give,

with her love felt… for her half would I live…

the same as me.

          “Alone with an image”

Don’t you know you’re my movie star…

I’ve seen you on the silver screen

and know you’ll go far,

your smiling eyes were captured

by the light,

the screen was my mind…

my heart touched by your sight,


“Alone with an image” cont.

I sat transfixed as I watched,

all this is too true…

I realized all my feelings

were only for you,

and now what to do isn’t clear,

you were so close but never so near…

you remain on the screen, alas

such is my fear…

never truly there and always so dear.

“Coming up from getting down”

     When I get down in feeling

I think of you,

and the sun comes up

on a cloudy day,

the troubles melt away

for the nothingness they are,

from a real smile

given freely…

a dove of solace,

reminding me how important

your hand is… in return

I can only be thankful:

smile, care, listen, understand,

feel and share the very same thing

which you do…




I happened to meet a woman

who was as refreshing

as a summer breeze on

a shimmering August day.

I happened to be the one

she liked to talk to, to

open up with the conversation

of life’s experiences.

I happened to fall in

love with this special young

woman, a woman who denies

herself the gift of love.

I happened to see some of

the reasons that held her back,

some of the reasons she

hardened her heart so.

I happened to understand her

a little more, she felt,”if I

don’t love anyone anymore…

I won’t ever be hurt again.”

I happened to see, in my

own life, if you stop caring

about love… the people who

love you will stop caring.

I didn’t plan all this…

it just happened to start

on the day I met her…

and the her happened to be you!


“The tandem of our steps”

           As a man, I can safely say

you’re one woman that is

able to instantaneously







For, you see, you’re like a coach

with a stop-to-watch the race of

hearts… particularly yours.

Women are smart and they can see

whose running in a race with:

how fast the pace,

intended destination,

sincerity and heart,

openness and trust,

and on and on or bust.

Remember now… keep track on

all the runners, especially

this slow determined walker…

the man I am for your love.


“I thought you knew”

I never touched

your skin but…

I knew it was soft,

as soft as your

soft brown eyes,

those eyes that shined

of the softness within…

your gentle character

and the way you carried

yourself, so naturally-

so easy going,

you gave into your life

a touch of tenderness

and this you gave freely…

without even a thought,

your charm was lightly

graced by beauty-

a beauty that came from

the inside…

that couldn’t be hidden,

the you I saw was

the inner you…

working its way out,

if you could have… you’d

have understood me,

and the way I felt.

I never touched

your skin but…

I knew it was soft.


“If I was… “

If I was your hat…

you could wear me on your head,

then I could protect you…

no, no you’d never turn red,

if I was your scarf…

you could wear me on your neck,

then nobody would be able to see

if you’ve had a nibble or a peck,

if I was your jacket…

you could wear me on your back,

then you’d never be cold again…

so put the shirt back on the rack,

if I was your dress…

you could wear me off your shoulder,

then I’d be able to compliment you

even as you get prettier and older,

if I was your shoes…

you could wear me on your feet,

then when I’ve been doing my job,

providing comfort, I’d feel complete,18

“If I was… “ cont.

if I was your pants…

you could wear me on your bottom,

then I could protect you

from january on through to autumn,

it would be nice but

I’m not any one of these things,

I’m just a guy that happens

to care so much for you, to

the point that every moment

I’m away from you wears-on-me.

“If I was deaf”

If I was deaf… I’d hear your

voice within a crowded hall.

If I was blind… I’d see your

face wherever I’d go.

If I was crippled… and you called

for help, I would crawl to your aid.19

“If I was deaf” cont.

If I was poor… my riches would be

the moonlight in your eyes.

If I was rich… my poorest night would

be one without you in my arms.

If I was lonely… would you see me ache,

alone… caring only for yourself?

“She whispered”

For she whispered

with the ease of

her passing…


on sighs so wispy thin.

I thought I heard

some of her,

I wanted to…

maybe only what I wanted to…

maybe only what I needed to…

maybe only what I felt.

If this is so,

the feeling was truly

real with nothing

behind it

that I would experience

to feel the same again.


“She whispered”cont.

Her passing came

and left…

with me wondering

if she might, someday,

come again…

her name

was Moriah…

the wind.

“It’s not the same”

                If men say only what they

don’t mean… then women

will accept only what they

don’t want…

if I said, “I don’t care,” would

you then embrace me…

subjecting both of us to

the cruelties of happiness,

for if I continue to care and

see you walk to the arms of

another… you’ll accept what

I mean.


“Still water reflections”

    Here I sit on rocky shore…

to stare at seagulls forevermore,

to answer my questions of debate,

my love is gone… I can’t relate,

she came to me through morning mist-

by gentle sea breezes I now am kissed,

so soft… so strong, the emotions felt…

all I feel now is this new found guilt,

if it seemed like I was to fast…

she might have thought it could never last,

if only… if only she would have thought

to share her thoughts of what was sought,

what I sought was to hold her hand…

just to know the coals were fanned,

to feel a little closer still-

not to go and control her will

but… now barren shore I see…

the lapping waves and calm still sea,

I look back at my prints in the sand

and turn to look at an empty hand,

the pelican and I share our sorrow…

your time I enjoyed along my way,

my time I shared… longing you’d stay,

now… here I sit on rocky shore

to stare at seagulls forevermore.22

“This moment”

You do not want me in your life

at this moment… but

do you need me in your life at

this moment?

You may not see me in your life

at this moment… but,

did you know I see you in my dreams

from this moment?

You may feel that it’s not

possible at this moment… but

we can only share and feel

what should be the most important…

this moment… between the two of us.

“To be love”

No matter what corner you turn…

you’ll always be farther away,

because… it’s from the truth

you always seek to stray,

head strong and headlong-

if only your point of view,

you must strive to find

if for only you it’s true,

the street must flow twice

and never only one way,

when done for one’s gain

ever must one person pay…

the truth stands plain and clear-

ever strong and in the open,

that’s the way of love to be,

maybe you’ll see… I sure am hoping.


“What is an empty berth worth?”

        Sailing on love’s waters… I,

the tramp steamer,

pulled into port… guided by

shimmering starlight.

The port contained your

friendly eyes, eyes that

light the portholes of manly

ships… when allowed berthing.

The port remained changing,

constantly, from active ships…

with many hands to feel of.

In the commotion, I

was left for all

of eight and twenty suns, alone.

By the time I was thought of

again, my hull was shaken…

distended and up-ended.

My forehead wet with

your loving waters- my back

sides facing the surface.

You came as I shuddered,

tilted, and slipped below

your fluid love headed for

bay bottom, with depth

came pressure choking the bubbles

from my frame… escaping life,

was it real?

My broken keel is all I feel…

knowing no longer the portal lights.


“Worth waiting for”

I would rather wait now…

holding nothing,

to hold you in our tomorrow

than hold you today-

with nothing worth waiting

for to hold me in my future.


On the topic of ‘the separation of church and state;’ within the American mindset


Within the fabric this country is framed on, the tapestry of the American quilt we call home, is this thought and resounding truth,“America is first a christian nation.” In a letter written by George Washington are found these words (and can be viewed as one side of the coin),”The United States government will assure religious freedom, giving “to bigotry no sanction, to persecution no assistance.” In light of our current times, when atheist groups are trying to use the “separation of church and state” against christianity in this country… their own bigotry and attempts to persecute christians are more than suspect to these words of George Washington himself. Find this one letter here and its amazing story unfold. With the thought that religious freedom should be obtained and coming from George’s own belief, found in his other writings. This is an abstract, taken from, God & George Washington:: Accuracy in Academia, and seen below…

The authors wrote “in regards to matters of church and state, three general principles ruled his decision-making.” The first was that government entities under Washington’s command were religion-friendly. The authors note, “his goal was to promote religion, officially, in a way that would maximize the public good.” The second was there would be religious controversies, but Washington stated “religious controversies are always productive of more acrimony and irreconcilable hatreds than those which spring from any other cause.” The last was a firm belief in freedom of individual religious conscience.

Where more people (striving to raise a disclaimer to christian beginnings) would have us believe this was not a christian nation (from its inception) I point to this. This has to do with personal understandings from known people of George Washington himself (even family) and should answer if George was a christian? Furthermore, to this notion of what was ever intended in the first place, this might gain us more clarity to George’s mind and heart, found (under Public writings and speeches) here and listed below…

Of all the dispositions and habits, which lead to political prosperity, Religion and Morality are indispensable supports. In vain would that man claim the tribute of Patriotism, who should labor to subvert these great pillars of human happiness, these firmest props of the duties of Men and Citizens. The mere Politician, equally with the pious man, ought to respect and to cherish them. A volume could not trace all their connexions with private and public felicity. Let it simply be asked, Where is the security for property, for reputation, for life, if the sense of religious obligation desert the oaths, which are the instruments of investigation in Courts of Justice? And let us with caution indulge the supposition, that morality can be maintained without religion. Whatever may be conceded to the influence of refined education on minds of peculiar structure, reason and experience both forbid us to expect, that national morality can prevail in exclusion of religious principle.It is substantially true, that virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government. The rule, indeed, extends with more or less force to every species of free government. Who, that is a sincere friend to it, can look with indifference upon attempts to shake the foundation of the fabric?

No where is there listed a separation should exist between church and state in the First Amendment but when it comes to reference to it… most Americans would swear it to be found there (NOT TRUE… A FALSEHOOD). When Jefferson wrote (to the Danbury Baptist Association, Jan. 1, 1802) and said,“I contemplate with sovereign reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should ‘make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof,’ thus building a wall of separation between Church & State.” The comment was possibly intended to affirm no one sect of Christianity would gain power over the other and would allay suspicion to these thoughts of another church gaining such favor. Nothing more and nothing less. Please note the thought conveyed says ‘church’ and ‘NOT RELIGION’ and speaks more to denomination of Christianity than it does not.

If you like this piece so far… I might think of elaborating on it further.

Your Brother in Christ Jesus,

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