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I wake  What kind of insanity awaits? Another day Another death Another step toward anarchy It is hardwired Ave Maria For a dream That only seems to be that A widow Letter in hand APO marks faded Almost as much as her memory Why are we doing this again?  

I took a hike in the woods To escape the screaming mind To a place where soldiers Walked on fire so long ago Ruins Standing as testimony Of fallen pride And lightning swords

Walk down the driveway Usual bills and ads Except A small envelope FPO Eisenhower CV69  Inside Feminine scipt Standing watch on a dark sea Raging in the gentle night Scope and purpose Misinformation and no information Can she come home? Soon, Sweetheart Soon.

  56,000  names. Brothers and sisters. Who never get older A conflict A Fools chase Like most of them. Some are across the river and up the hill It was the least Command could do. Older brothers and sisters Who came back are old now Maybe it is time to thank them. A few weeks ago, I made another trip to Washington DC. I avoided the political places and concentrated on the Military ones, without whom we wouldn't be here. The picture above is a group of veterans from Peoria IL who were given a hero's flight to visit the Wall. The picture is unforgettable.

Dirt turned to mud Cold March day Ten days since food Running, Nothing left to lose Guards starving Missing the Deadline The tide turning? No way to know. Fragile lives lost To target shooters In the frost On our last stand. Far side of the north wall Tom’s Bounty sits Promising solace for all While heaven waits. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 150 miles south of Atlanta stands Andersonville National Historic Site. Only a blank field with a small portion of stockade fence remains of one of the most horrific events of the Civil War, Camp Sumter. The term “Deadline” come from this place. It was a line 10-20 feet from the inner stockade fence. The guards had a “shoot to kill” order on any prisoner that crossed it, day or night. As many as 45000 Union soldiers were held there in the three years it was open. The death toll from disease, starvation and the infamous Deadline was upwards of 13,000. As history is...

Twenty men Pinned by fire behind a small brow At Dead Angle Wait in the rain Hope to take the hill Blinded by gunsmoke Choked by flying dust Comrades dead and bleeding on both sides In the fight of their lives Forty eight hours Sitting in mud and filth Hidden in plain sight Ordinance flying over their head The Illinois Regulars waited Screams of the fallen echoing below Everyone ready to rumble Liking the fast lane to victory Gray Line finally weakens Rushing up the hill Capturing cannon and killing stragglers Cheatham Hill finally falls The most important domino Of Sherman’s bloody dream. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Ooops, forgot the guesses Topic (fight of their lives)- Liam Liam McKormic Pic- Dave Raider Pic guesses- Needle. There it is, Log in your eye, Still too small, Hairpin

Alone I sit Fire crackling in the corner, In my haven of snow . Sentient being , aware of the world. The world is confusing, always turning The kaleidoscope of fear. Of anger. Hasn’t it always been this way? Assassinations? Kidnappings? War? Pawns on the sidelines watching as the game runs. Used to joke about it. Gallows humor designed to shield scared from scary people. Even the humor is under attack. Micro-agressions and false privilege alleged. Witnesses are silent. Caged, not converted. So, to this interior I run, Staring in to my tea, Taking flight to a land where Peace reigns. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Topic- Dave Raider Pic- Diana Jay Pic Guesses-Caged (in blog), taking flight (in blog), garden, impressive ink, ink, flowers, escaping

  "Why do the Heathen rage? And the people imagine a vain thing?" The above is Psalm 2:1, for those of you who are not familiar. It seems to be appropriate for today's world. All sides appear to be heading for a collision, each side vainly thinking theirs is the only true and right way. Some using outright violence, others implied fear. The rest of us sheep stuck in the middle hoping not to get caught in the crossfire. Let us pray. EDIT: After I posted this, I found this little gem. Ann Coulter Interview Mind you, it is third party edited hearsay. But it really does illustrate both the rage and the vanity of the political class. Pharisees...all of them.

I don't normally do politics in my blog. As a former government worker, I avoid it like the plague simply because I don't want to relive dealing with pompous, entitled folks without the skills to hold a legitimate job. And talking politics generally devolves into a death spiral, each side getting more and more entrenched with each rotation. Like the Middle East. Like the current crop of displaced refugees. There seems to be two sides of thought on these folks. Either, they are enemy agents and should be repelled immediately, or they are total victims that will die if nothing is done. I fall into the second camp. 95% of the displaced people are exactly that. They lost their homes, businesses, farms, etc due to the political turmoil. And because most don't subscribe to the particular brand of Islam that ISIS champions, they are considered to be blasphemers and apostates and should be exterminated without mercy. And as such, they are deserving of a safe harbor. Howev...

I don't do politics or world events too often here. Frankly, as Ecclesiastes says, it is vain to do so, with only hot air coming out and nothing accomplished. But political change is like the wind, constantly blowing ill over humanity. And almost all the pain to people is self inflicted. Better save your money cause everything's moving too fast.     The circle has come around where a large number of normal folks have been displaced from their homes due to combination of human greed, lust for power and drought. And at least a few of those power brokers are hoping to sow more evil and discord by adding troublemakers to the fleeing hoard. Their hope? To take down the rivals whom they have deemed "evil" in the eyes of God. Which really means they are evil in the sight of the power brokers simply because the other side exists. This has always been the way of the world. And here on this other side, we are of two minds of the coming hoard. One group, looks upon th...

"The enemy of society is the middle class." Said the father. "But the enemy of life is middle age." Said the son. As the BMW cruises through toward the tarmac. They had been at odds for a long time. Whatever the father demanded, he did the opposite out of spite. As they approached the airbase, Pvt. Charles Wilborn Jr. was taking his last shots at his old man. The brooding C-5 was to lift him from falsity. Away from the vegetarian draft dodger that had sired him. Away from the manicured lawn and preppy, phony school mates. This was his rebellion. And if he didn't come back, so be it. It was better than sitting around being jealous of the neighbors and wondering if the software release was successful. Jealousy is a disease of the weak. He was going to prove he was strong. "I can still stop this." "Fuck you and your money. I'm not your fortunate son." Exiting the car, he salutes the Lieutenant and lugged the duffel to his pla...

Namaste As Asaalam Alaikum Shalom May the peace of the Lord be with you.   Different ways to say the same thing. So, we humans say these things And act completely the opposite. The Zealots want peace, But only for themselves. And because of this,  War remains evergreen. Patriots want freedom But that is only found  In death.   All those statements Proclaiming peace And those persist In maintaining Hell.   If you are going  Though Hell, Keep going. It will pass. I promise.   ___________________________________________________________________ Topic-Kismet (RIP) Pic-Liam Pic Guesses: Egg and I, Robot nativity, digital manger, Hatching, brooding, tending.  Written in memory of those Innocents who passed this day.