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My Concealed Carry Gun, a Ruger P90, a semi-auto 45,  copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

My Concealed Carry Gun, a Ruger P90, a semi-auto 45, copyright 2014 John J. Rigo

Of all the civilized countries in the world, the population of the United States has the most well-armed  citizens in the world.  We have something in the Constitution of the United States called the Second Amendment that allows us to be so armed. 

9/11 is a day of sorrow for our nation in remembering the almost 3,000 innocent Americans that were killed by terrorist.  9/11 is also a day, that we as American citizens can demonstrate our will to stand up and defend our country from the likes of killers such as the evil face of ISIS.

My wife and I have had concealed carry licenses for almost 15 years.  We are both proficient in handling a semi-automatic pistol.  This coming 9/11 we will be insuring our carry that day.  Any terrorist involved in attempting a terrorist act in our presence will be shot down like the evil they are.

We ask all American citizens that have Concealed Carry Licenses to carry on 9/11.  We also ask all Americans who believe in “Open Carry” of rifles and shotguns to open carry in a public way on 9/11 to demonstrate to ISIS we will “not be” a nation that will hide in fear from their terror, but will bring death and destruction to them and their own who wish to harm the American people.

To my blog followers:  Please Reblog this posting prior to 9/11 in order to get the word out to all Concealed Handgun permit holders and Open Carry Advocates.  (Facts:  There are over eight million Concealed Carry Licensees in the United States.  In Texas it is estimated to be over 403,000 by last count).

 

Saying courtesy of Google Image Search.  "Father's Day means Nothing to Me."

Saying courtesy of Google Image Search. “Father’s Day means Nothing to Me.”

A few days ago I changed the rating of my blog site from “General” to “Mature.”  I do not wish anyone, male or female under 18 to follow my blog sites nor do I wish any exchanges of comments with anyone under 18.  Sadly we live in a dark age where even the most innocent of us could suffer with the lies that many in this younger generation claim upon others.  Additionally, if you are a “Lover” of President Obama and support him, I additionally request that you “unfollow” my blog sites.  It is my personal opinion that President Obama is the worse thing that has ever happened to the United States of America.  Thank You. 

 

Proposed Book Jacket for upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy” by John J. Rigo

It was a like a double slap to my soul
when the full realization came to me this morning.
The best parts of my life are behind me.
It was now the reality
it was all downhill now.
  
From this point
it will be the aging process taking  its toll.
Sickness, pain, grieve, sorrow will be common daily friends.
Many medical professionals will call this a state of depression
while I consider that one should be mature to stand up to a reality check.
 
The greatest gift that I can hope to maintain
is the gift of my memory of time in recalling my life.
The times that I felt I was truly loved.
Loved to a depth beyond just words.
It seem the word “Love” is carelessly used by many.
 
I have found myself in a place
that the greatest peace comes to me
when I am totally alone with my God.
Speaking with Him
as my closest friend
brings me great comfort.
 
There has been more disappointments in my life
with those who claim to be “Men of God.”
I now look at my experiences with organized religion
as another form of cosmic joke on humans.
 
It is all about buildings and the ego’s of their care-takers. 
A mistaken belief drilled into the minds of individuals
that our God awaits in some ego-centered church structure.
Nothing could be further from truth in our Loving Lord’s plans for us.
 
I have now come to the realization that organized religion’s goal
is to separate us from our loving bond with God.
Churches are places of the world
not places in time and space
that strengthens our relationship with God.
 
I pray each day
for more wisdom to know my Lord.
I now know that blessed wisdom
lies within my own being.
 
At this point in my life
I must take more time to listen
to the whispered words of my best friend
and companion.
That spirit……….
…………. is…. my Lord and God. 
 
 
A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.

A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.

It is the quest of a man
to find out who he truly is.
My journey has been long
and difficult.
 
I found love many times.
I lost love many times.
Joy and pain were always
the same.
 
The truth is
we will take nothing with us.
Our flesh quickly becoming
the dust of dunes.
 
I ask forgiveness
to all that I might have hurt
in my journey.
 
I can only hope
that somehow along the way
by example and deed
I have helped others
in their own journey’s.
 
I like you struggled
each day in trying to overcome
the weaknesses of being a human.
 
In remembering me.
Read my words.
Walk briefly in my shoes.
Known that
I finally found
myself.
 
Courtesy of focusorlando.org "Many claim to be God-fearing and loving" when truly they are but Evil in the Wolf in Sheep's Clothing.  Rejoice in Evil being overcome in your life by the Love of Jesus and the Father.

Courtesy of focusorlando.org
“Many claim to be God-fearing and loving” when truly they are but Evil in the Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing. Rejoice in Evil being overcome in your life by the Love of Jesus and the Father.

In speaking before the crowd this day
the Master spoke these words,
“Rejoice, in that Evil attempts to bring harm to you
for it is a sign that Evil is losing its battle against you.
Rejoice in knowing that with my power
Evil is being overcome in your life.”
 
In speaking the Master turned toward me
placed His hands upon my head and said,
“I Bless thee with all the glory, strength of the Father
knowing you are doing His work in serving Me.
Know my sons and daughters
that I Love you and Am with you.”  
.....is never lost.  Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

 
A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day.
 
The beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost as it heads
toward the curve of each horizon.
 
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
 
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
 
As long as we believe
we will never be alone.
 
For His love
surpasses all of this.
 
This and time beyond
this brief sea of life.          
                                                                                      

 

                                                                                                                                

Courtesy of jezebel.com

You can tell a lot about a person

in how they treat their dog.

I have hear that dog

cry out for her master

many a day

and nights.

She is about fifteen now.

She has endured tempertures in the teens

while being left outdoors.

She has swellered in heat above 100

while being left outdoors.

An electronic fence guards her escape from this prison.

The fence is in the front of the house

no less.

Many a morning does the smell of her poop

fill the air of their neighbor’s yard.

Her Master has been featured

in a well-known community magazine

hugging this dog no less. 

You sure can tell a lot about a person

in how they really treat their dog.

 

Picture couresy of Bing

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Multicolored lighting amidst the sound
of rhythmic thunder pounded the huge hall.
The laughter and droning noises had a hollow metallic sound.
 
The human Ferris wheel was in motion around the center spoke.
Quick glaces, smiles…some real
other’s set in concrete faces.
There was quiet desperation set in the eyes of many.
 
Touching in passing moments of movement
were soft warm bodies
pressed against arms
hips brushing fingertips.
 
Out of loneliness did I seek this place
a passenger on a self-made time machine.
I am tired of too many futures coming to this moment.
 
I want the warmth of my youth.
Child-book romance where just the touch of a hand
freezes time in its beauty.
 
Primitive drums change tempo
the words are lost to the sensation of physical self.
Reality is moved to the edge of pulsating light beneath
the feet of bodies in tune with the sound.
 
Paired dancers locked in self-love
unaware of each other.
A checkerboard of kings and queens without mates
in a game without end. 
 
Surrender whispers the voice within.
A reflection on a mirrored wall looks intently
at a standing figure.
 
A misplaced look of aging shown in
salt and peppered hair with growing signs of age
around the eyes.
 
The dream of youth shatters.
The Guardian of Time Present
leaves through the portal marked “Exit.”
The dream is no more.

Many times a vision or insight enters our lives. Generally our first response is “Naaaaaa that will not work.” Learn to listen to the direction of your life from the Lord. In doing so He will continue to lead you in the path that will be pleasing to Him.

“All Great projects and visions for growth in a community start with a dream and move forward with hard work and perserverence.” copyright and written by John J. Rigo