How dare you tag a heart of mine!
Laughing behind his boney spine!
To ‘F’ His love by black shirt wore!
We’ll ‘cuff the evil’ and end the war!
Beat the network with love and light!
Our revenge is ours; your silent night.
Today between 15:00 and 15:15 (Pacific Time), the sun took on a golden appearance. We have finished eating a late lunch a few minutes ago and ‘Maw’ noticed the golden cast upon the cement of our backyard. I, of course, grabbed my camera and proceeded to take several photos at ‘normal’ range and zoomed up close. I tried taking one movie shot but didn’t want to waste space on the 256MB camera chip or battery of six-double AA.
Image source: IMG_5561 taken on 6/29/2008 3:18:14 PM via Canon PowerShot A610.
In my mind’s eye, I imaged seeing a six-pointed effect of today’s afternoon sun based on one of my many photos. The above sample showed the usual sun’s rays but if y’all will notice the ‘corona’ looks bumpy, almost square, and not at all circular as my previous shots of the sun. I chose this photo because the auto-focus calculated the shot from the leaves of our trees in the backyard. My other photos didn’t flash and showed at least red spots forming a square around bright objects such as the sun.
Below is a photo taken from one movie shot. It includes a vertical purple line going through the sun and from top to bottom of the photo. I could only surmise that the camera itself produces these sort of ‘phenom’, which looks strikingly like another dedicated blogger’s photos, only mine are not concentric circles of various pink and purple colors in nature.
Image source: IMG_5561 taken on 6/29/2008 3:10:29 PM via Canon PowerShot A610.
Also, the skies from the northern California fires have not cleared up all that much as seen in the above photo as brownish clouds with some blue skies barely showing up in the background.
I don’t know what to make of this afternoon’s golden glow from the sun. Earlier, I was asking ‘Paw’ what is the English equivalent to the Filipino word ‘hibi‘. He said, ‘It means ‘dried [baby] shrimp’. I was thinking of that cute, ’small fry’ as in a small child from that photo, of course. So I made a connection of the celestial event with the up close face in this small way.
‘A bovine devil mooing’ over 200 pounds; some edible, caterpillar fungus for the Tibetan people; my life full of nasty, selfish, ungrateful, lying and deceiving people; or her expensive engagement ring of over ten grand?
Nay! I say gold and its intrinsic value belongs to this world and to the blind, who could only be appreciated in return by those comparing themselves to pieces of shiny, yellow rocks.
Yea! I say gold is priceless and eternal, belonging to the heavens and to those who listen well to the messages sung by the beautiful voices of angels, their sounds bring tears to one’s eyes and touches one’s soul.
This is gold - touching the lives of people through the human voice. Gold shines brighter as the voice of reason, not fighting or bad-mouthing, as the song of love, through unity and hope and as the gift from ‘God’ to bring all of us closer to our souls and to discover each other, too.
Author’s note: Y’all heard my thoughts again around midnight while viewing some videos of Choir Boys whose voices range in Soprano with ‘Maw’. I cried at the Canon D (by Pachebel) during the middle of the video around 11:33PM on 06-27-2008. This was my inspiration for this blog entry even though the last paragraph one sounded oratory.
Video source: http://youtube.com/watch?v=AkuWlSioQpQ
Well, I received a simple ‘Thank You’ card of light gray letterings framed with black and gray borders against a white background on Thursday, 06/26/2008. The dates within the message and the stamp date were Tuesday, June 24, 2008, which proved to be interesting for I have transmitted my thought about that monthly thingy.
And I guess after two days got a response after submitting ’penance’ [hehe] on Wednesday, 06/25/2008. [Darn! I cannot seem to stop my 'bad' habit -- the same length of time under the current administration!] I believe that our fate, destiny or whatever y’all want to call it has already been penned. And whoever or whatever is reading my ‘book of life’ better stop teasing me! If I ever find out the ’source’, you bet your bottom’s dollar that I’ll scold you, you hear?
Anyway, on Tuesday, I’ve been archiving old blog entries from two defunct websites for my reading entertainment only later on. First, I was wondering why the RSS feed stopped on Tuesday, March 11, 2008; imagined that certain frequencies burned the mind of the blogger into oblivious retardation and certainly thought that was the end of the ‘babbling’ especially on Friday, June 6, 2008. I managed to save each image separately and do the tedious work of archiving the blog entries one by one onto a word document by coping and pasting.
Second, I went ‘way back’ and pulled up some interesting stuff. The booger of the matter was the thousands of entries that I missed from years ago while lurking; yet not understanding the significance of one person’s effort to connect with humanity. So I did save two full months and some other articles based on the impressive code setup and post identification. The server of that ‘machine’, however, stopped around after midnight. And, of course, I was tired and went to sleep — giving up the goal of retrieving all the stuff from that blogger’s past.
So I don’t know if archiving is worth the effort or blogging anything that I really should learn to keep to myself. Because there may be ‘forces’ out there that I’m not too sure about and hopefully some of my stray thoughts that I failed to enter as either prose or verse would be captured for later review when and if I happen to pass on to wherever that special place may be located. In the meantime, I’ll re-do my old blog entries to kill time while twiddling my thumbs for NOTHING (or something), whichever case may materialize in this lifetime.
Although I am very adamant about maintaining the pristine beauty of our environment and serenity of the co-habitants with humans, I feel we need to explore the vast oil reserves and start drilling offshore in the United States. Until some other technological advancement allows for free and renewable sources of energy, the United States must remove itself from the tentacles of foreign oil.
I recently read about Nigerian ‘Militants Attach Shell’s Bonga Field‘. I do not understand how a company like Shell could continue its operation on foreign lands, disenfranchise the Nigerian citizens to sheer poverty and allow kidnappers of workers at the oil rig site(s) to risk their lives. In one of my previous blogs, I did mention how Filipinos were being kidnapped for ransom, too. I don’t like what has become of the oil industry and their cahoots with international investment bankers.
Anyway, I would prefer to see more Filipinos come over to the United States and work at the oil drilling rigs rather than sweltering under the heat of the desert sun of Saudi Arabia. I know the Middle Eastern countries has offered work for citizens of third world countries, like the Philippines, but there comes a time when risking one’s live for meager wages is not warranted anymore. Change must be implemented now.
Change is possible as well as profitable. I see business ventures and tax incentives for the recycling and cleaning up after oil spills from petroleum tankers, smoke stacks from factories and chemicals spewed from the behinds of automobiles and aircrafts alike.
Change means to pay off the trillions of dollars in debt; caused by the many ‘wrong-doings’ under the Bush administration. The United States and its citizens are short changing its future generation by not making use of its petroleum. Perhaps, we should try nuclear fuel instead but we know the effects of radiation poisoning are deadly to all living things on this planet.
Well, it appears the ‘demon-seeds’ continue to triangulate nearby my home. Besides the apparent spitting targeted against us by nefarious agents recently, there has been illegal dumping nearby our eucalyptus tree of over thirty years. I continued to rant outloud in the backyard while burning the skins of six, green-colored hot peppers as salad for lunch today.
I do not take this infantile behavior from stupid people personally but feel quite offended on behalf of our environment, Mother Earth and the disregard to the beauty of our neighborhood. I especially don’t like the elder tree disrespected by losers whose trivial feelings were brought upon themselves and expressed by trespassing on our territory.
This is because we neighborhood watchers of ‘good’ citizens and our whistleblowing ‘truthiness’ on certain ‘low classes’ have been reported to the City of San Jose. I have taken the liberty three times to report to our city of the poor service received by the garbage and recycling — twice by e-mail (last year and this year) and one by phone last month. The garbage cans were lying haphazardly on their sides and unsafely in the middle of the street.
‘Paw’ has called twice this month about illegal dumping nearby our old eucalyptus tree of over thirty years. One incident was an old one blue mattress, which was already picked by the city. Today a couple of other unsightly, white objects are waiting to be removed from the sidewalk. The health factor is the issue these times.
Our confidentiality is lost when the customer service requests the ‘complainer’ to reveal the address where the incident occurred. Unfortunately, these strangers take our ‘formal’ butt kicking to the extreme by defending what was once their land in the form of dumping basura (or garbage). The actions by these dirt bags are costing the city as well as the United States.
I see why now new groups of environmentally conscious and morally concerned people are cleaning up after the nasty, garbage spewing mindset from certain people, who don’t know how to appreciate being in the United States. I see why our borders need to be secured more to prevent unwanted ‘dumping’ of dead-beats, gang-stalking, welfare-seeking people.
Oaths to fulfill: Please do not kill!
My hopes and dreams of fun time thrill;
Prayers of faith, belonging to none;
I promised to ‘G-d’ ‘Thy’ will be done.
On earth is yours and heaven is mine.
Please help me out! Give me a sign.
To spread your seeds of love about,
And bring forth those with shreds of doubt.
You promised me and assured my trust.
Abandoned fear, betrayed to dust.
Test me not, beyond my soul.
Will you help fulfill my role?
Author’s note: I was thinking about feeding ‘oat groats’ to our parakeets and the analogy of sharing with those in the most need of ‘nourishment’. I cannot get their photos of them playing in the snow out of my mind. Y’all know what I mean. I’m feeling hungry. It’s almost dinner time now.
P.S. Today is supposed to be Friday the 13th. The only bad luck I received was not answering my cellphone for a telephone interview around 08:05AM. I guess I won’t be getting anything from them.
I came across the following news article in case y’all want to read. It’s about how lighter-skinned, Nigerian women are treated better than those with normally, darker skins.
What is being black to you? Is your black colour so dark that whenever you see a black woman on TV who is light skinned, you ever wish you had the same colour as her?
My jealousy destroyed their lives.
There is no turning back, no hope survives.
I am part of him. It’s up to you.
Move out and be glad.
Don’t stay and be sad.
My sentiments destroyed their love.
There are no kind words, but fighting gloves.
I am just like him. It’s all I know.
Put up or shut up.
Don’t worry. Be happy.
Noone wants me to stay around;
Or needs my help: my face of frown.
Thrice my emails, unanswered by him.
‘Shrimpsei’ to all my post, please trim.
Disowned and disturbed.
Just smiled, unperturbed!
Author’s note: Yeah, well, I logged myself out of WM due to changing my email. Now I’ll never get back in to view my private messages. I guess they don’t want me around anymore! Waaahh!
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