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Ding Dong the Witch is Dead.The Wicked Witch is finally dead.Ding Dong the Wicked Witch is dead.Wake up, you sleepy headRub your eyes, get out of bedWake up the Wicked Witch is deadShe’s gone where the goblins goBelow, below, below, yo hoLet’s open up and sing and ring the bells outDing Ding ‘the merry-ohSing it high, sing it lowLet them know the Wicked Witch is dead! (mm)How?The house fell on her.Now.What.Her legacy lives on in the sisters, Villainy, Anomie, and Turpitudy. They will stop at nothing in order to get what they want, get what t...
We become warped and wrapped up in the narrative. Even tangled too. Our own narrative. Of another’s narrative. The truth as we see it as informs our every waking breath. Our every action, reaction becomes the breath we draw on to make it through another day.To figure it out. The flips in our stomachs endlessly and exhaustingly asking our heart to please figure it out. Ignoring what we see in others and what others see in us. Desperate. So desperate for inner peace of mind we embark on a potentially fatal journey to prove we are right and eve...
There we sat, looking at one another, wondering what the heck just happened. Trying to process it and at the same time smelling the stink that it was. Unable or unwilling to sputter out the baloney that was occurring and at the same time fear and a bit of dread. The thinking, is this what it is? Do we have to go along with the program……It is what it is?Well. That may be true. It is what it is. But in that moment, together we unwittingly and unknowingly decided to change it. Together.We had no plan.We had no diagram.We had no notes.We had no ...
We do faith a disservice in laying at its doorstep the fundamental causes of faction. (wb). Faith contributes to the form and the content of the ideals that guide the aspirations we harbor for our own lives, and it affects the way we regard and behave with respect to others. (wb)If you are insecure in your faith, Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s invitation to enlighten yourself and take a walk may help. You. Do you feel not yet ready, not focused enough to come to self discretion and self choice?A child looks to the adults in the room for guidance-...
My Favorite Teacher.He was not much for chess. My favorite teacher was a touch better at checkers. Even better than checkers, my teacher had an incredible, almost other worldly knack for ensuring my life was special to him, in his eyes.It has been said that our first teachers are our parents. And then all of the sudden,Life happens.Along the way, we pick things up. Behaviors. Good ones. Bad ones. Things that work. Things that don’t work. A pawn here, a space there. A pawn which has no friendly pawns in adjacent files is an isolated pawn. The...
”Mann Tracht, Un Gott Lacht”.Translation to come at the end of our lives.Translation may come too late.Translation may never come.Until it is too late.Sometimes, the best laid plans just blow up. Explode. Erode. With, but, by, for a code.Proverbs 16:8 (Ironic or conincidence the legal drivable US age is 16.) Anyway. Proverbs 16:8: Better a little with righteousness than great gain with injustice.Hear. Hear! (wk) Or Hear ye. Hear ye!A man can become much too distracted while planning his steps. His next steps. Up steps. Down steps.Roll the di...
The laundry is piling up.Up or down.Kids.Listen up.Especially ever important with the little bugs nearly implanted in our brains via a small rectangular device planted in our ears—for 8, 10, sometimes twelve hours a day.Please listen up and hear.Sometimes a path of life experience is experientially walked.And.I believe most people are good.And any person who kicks another when they are down deserves to sit alongside the devil in a cold and dark room, to sit down and think about what they have done. To be silently alone with their own thought...
Luck can be a funny thing.A supernatural thing.A tangible thing.Running up a hill on the way to nowhere can be exhaustingly refreshing too.Homophonally speaking, words don’t mean, people mean.With that being said, I challenge you. To exercise. Your soul. Question. Ask yourself. Or, just jump right in and see what happens. Go on, “mingle with the sinners” as Jesus had done. Why did he do this. Why did he “hang out”, “meet up” with them? To change them from themselves, their behavior? Why did he think about and wish righteousness for all?He wi...
A smart person makes their own luck.Best beware.They are quick.They are slick.Can squeeze between a brick.They can slip through faster than a coin flip.Face to face.Place to PlaceSpace to space.Base to Base.Case to CaseLace to LaceMace to MacePace to PaceRace to RaceVase to VaseHow do we know? When we are out of order? How can we be so certain?We conducted an interview. Consulted a “source”. Here is a bit of the story: Just ask cabin boy D. Doyle who went in search of a Christmas tree after he landed in a mysterious, uncharted Irish island w...
Would June Cleaver like?Would Ward agree?To what?To zero-ing in on a person’s core, Their values-center.Of targeting. That core?Give it time. To make sense. Let it simmer. Even salivate. Before digesting. In the meantime. A story, or two, for you:Who, what, where, when, why, and how will we ever learn? Manners. Manners matter.To walk in a room and assess what needs to be done. Depending on the story, a blast from the past can oftentimes help.Franchised and syndicated from 1953-1994, Romper Room targeted preschoolers. (Humans aged five and un...
I cannot stand it either.The stories. The made up stories.The lies.The italicized lies.The ommitted liesThe lower case lies.The BOLDFACED lies.The “strughle”. The “streudel”. The “struggle”.Scrambled. Scramble. Scrammbled up and served on a silver platter.One must have a sense of humor for “it” to be “Funny”.And a race to the top bottoms out rather quickly when founded on shakey grounds.My apologies. Pardon my “tie-Pohs”. My spelling. Sometimes my inventive spelling gets the best of me. That plus the fact I call it how I see it. And I see it...
Welcome!To the New Year!To the Unbreakable BondOf Never Being Lost. Of never, ever losing sight of God.Because he is never lost. Because his Mother never lost sight of his magnificent influence on persons choosing to believe. In this world. In that world. In their world. In any world.He was, is and always shall be the Influencer of all Influencers!Of Peace that Passes Understanding.Welcome to the understanding. Welcome to the confusion. His Mother stood firm and strong. Solemnly mute because she never lost sight of his greatness(pf) Never lo...
The key is in the coming down.From the high.From the low.The bottom line is the stamina factor.Have you “got” what it “takes”.Visuals.Auditories.Touchy feelyTastey, DeliciousSmelly or StinkyIt all matters.Depending on where it matters.Depending on who it matters to.Depending on what the matter is.Depending on when it happened.Depending on why it happened.Depending on how it happened.Holidays have a way of bringing out the best and the worst in us. Of our behavior. Our hopes. Our dreams. Our intentions for the new year.The rest of the juggle ...
Sorry.A caveat.With a brother, there is a warmth that is seldom ever spoken—Except a Com Ed brother, a Con Ed brother, a Con Artist brother. Kinda guy.Some things never change.Sometimes hope runs out.Some times change runs out too.Some persons do not want to. Change. When did loving one self become so…..awful? So. Condign? So. One sided? So. Rhadamanthine?So. Uncompromising.An action word. A man of action that guy Rhadamanthine. Who made him the boss? Arbitrary and capricious? His practice of redundancy to the point of extinction? Illegitima...
Well.Better “down” it.Fast and Furiously.Like, Yesterday.The end of the year is fast approaching and the rollovers may or may not occur. Depending on your plan, device and vice.Sadly, But Truly. We all have been under the bus, just didn’t know it, Couldn’t stop it, didn’t care, at the time, the list is endless. Until it hit us—Like a ton of bricks. The bill came or never came, we never saw it. Perhaps it was lost along with the check in the mail. So, we did what any responsible party does. We dined. We dashed. We left them in our dust. What ...
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