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"We need each other on a human level of communication." comment by John J. Rigo, Texas' Commentator

“We need each other on a human level of communication.” comment by John J. Rigo, Texas’ Commentator

My mind still does not accept they are gone from this world.
I find myself many a time reaching for a phone
to call them.
 
It is a select group
these souls that were a part of my life.
Some are friends
that cannot ever be replaced
in the deep meaning of their unselfish love of me.
 
Others were my parents
who I never really knew as people.
There was the apple of my eye,
my step-daughter of many years.
Truly the only daughter
I ever knew in my life.
 
There were others
that I would have liked to have known better
they are now gone
without any notice from my life.
 
At times I find them in my thoughts
mind speaking with them about different things
reaching and seeking unresponsive council  from now
an unfamilar place in my heart.
 
I know they are not really gone
they are just in a different place than me
a place that beckons me as my own death comes closer each day.
 
You see I never have gotten comfortable with Death.
So my dear friends
my dearest of loved ones
make a place for me.
 
A place where again
we can laugh and love
and talk about
all that is around us
each day of the eternity before us.
 
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Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

I am glad I am here,
to remember you.
In recalling our time together
there were many joys.
 
There were also times of sorrow
we shared in those times.
We had something very special
in the friendship we shared.
 
It has been many years
since you passed on
still  I think of you
each day
and remember. 
 
 
I will never be far away
no matter where you are.
My heart will always be with you.
 
Never will you have to seek
to find me
for I will always be
as close as your heart.
 
There is a special place
for you and me
a place that will never go away.
 
A place where each day is made for you and me.
A place where each day becomes an eternal string of pearls
as we love and laugh through each setting sun.
 
Rising together each morning
with a song upon our lips
singing of our love for each other.
 
Through this eternity
and all others
to follow.

Picture Courtesy of “The Thinker” by Rodin in Paris

 
 
There are moments in my life
that I know that I am
at the edge of great thoughts.
 
A sentence
a phrase
that when read
would change the world.
 
Has hard as I push
I cannot find those words
they seem immediately lost to me.
 
Yet those moments of what can be
great revelation to share with others
seems so important to capture and share.
 
It is always after this time
of reaching so deeply within myself
that these three sentences keep playing in my mind.
 
He knows your pain.
He loves you.
He will be with you 
forever.
 
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.

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“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.”  
scene from the movie "Solaris" with line of forgiveness.  Image courtesy of Google Image Search.

scene from the movie “Solaris” with line of forgiveness. Image courtesy of Google Image Search.

The words echoed in my head,
“Everything we have done is forgiven.”
My lips prior to hearing those words
forming words of asking for forgiveness
stepping off into the white light of eternity. 
 
Every hurt ever rendered to others
was now wiped clean from memory.
Pangs of guilt were no longer a part of me.
My Lord’s recall now even wiped clean.
 
What a blessed gift given to a contrite heart.
In His own Death for the vastness of our own sins
do we now find them forgiven.
 
Missing Malaysian Aircraft. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Missing Malaysian Aircraft. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Another picture of the new Freedom Tower in New York.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Another picture of the new Freedom Tower in New York. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Another picture of missing Malaysian aircraft.  Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Another picture of missing Malaysian aircraft. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Freedom Tower Building in New York. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Freedom Tower Building in New York. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

The frightful thought entered my mind today.  Will the missing Malaysian aircraft be used in another 9/11 incident in crashing into the New Freedom Tower in New York?  The terrorist have been held at bay in attacks on our soil since 9/11.  Has our days of preventing this from happening again now facing a countdown?  Would it be possible to change all the outgoing signals on this craft coming into New York where it might seem to be a normal incoming flight? Are we now facing a major Terror Event on our Homeland by use of stolen commercial aircraft?

  

“Why do you stare at me?”

A Pear Tree am I
unchanged by the lost of a part of me.
I am the same
nothing has changed
there is just less of me.
 
Why do you stare a me
as you pass?
Am I so different then before?
 
I still smell the air
feel the sky
and warm myself in the sun of day
soak the rain of day
amidst the storms that roll into my horizon.
 
I still dream of dreams
yet to come
for I am and still am
the mighty Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail.
 
I was taller
fuller and prouder
than I am now
but still the Bradford Pear.
 
The tree you looked upon each day
with such pride.
Have I changed so much from those days
when you looked so lovingly at me?
 
The change came slowly over the years.
Worms chewed in the joy of my wood
seeking the essence of me.
 
I grew
but as each leaf fell
I became closer to my death.
 
The death of cut wood and broken twigs
laid upon a ground now unknown to me.
What changed me so quickly and without warning?
 
It was shortly after midnight
the storm came.
Wind tearing at the very soul of me.
 
Wind ripping my inner part out
to lay useless
and with only partial life upon the ground.
 
I am still the same
the Bradford Pear
I live
I breathe
I sun
even with fuller leaves
than before.
 
Should you now love me less
for not being as powerful
and mighty as before?
 
I love you no less
for you see
I am
and will always be 
your Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail. 
Kemp, Texas: With courage to fire its City Manager and not replace. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

Kemp, Texas: With courage to fire its City Manager and not replace. Picture courtesy of Google Image Search.

This Commentary is a personal salute to the city council of Kemp, Texas, a neighboring city on the Cedar Creek Lake area of East Texas.  In this day and age to be paying a City Manager in the area of $100,000 plus in salary and benefits, especially in cities under 6,000 is pure crazy and without a regard for the welfare of its citizens. 

This Mayor and city council members demonstrated that they were “True Citizen Servers” in their decision to assuming this ex-City Manager’s duties and save their citizens a huge amount of money.  Money that could be better served in the future upgrading of their own water system.

In looking about the Cedar Creek Lake area and its smaller cities, a second look also needs to taken of Gun Barrel City and its City Manager and his $140,000 plus a year in salary and benefits.  In looking about the city and its poor enforcement of city codes, a known reputation for aggressive speed traps throughout the city, highly expensive city office buildings with a private restroom in the office of the City Manager no less; one has to question whether the city of Gun Barrel will also demonstrate the same courage in saving its residents and tax-payers a huge amount of wasted money. 

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Commentary on March 15th, 2014:  I am reposting what seems to be a popular poem that I wrote regarding our President.  Yesterday, while undergoing a medial procedure, my doctor and I shared our despise for President Obama.  Truthfully, I always choke up when I have to use the word “President” before Obama’s name.  If anyone in our history was not worthy of the title, Obama is the one.
 
My doctor is of course, an educated man but sadly lives in denial regarding the powers of Obama.  His take is that President Obama will never be impeached but is now “boxed in” and will not be able to bring any further harm to our country.
 
I tend to realize that this is the attitude of the majority of educated individuals that I come upon in my daily life.  There seems to be a trend where there is a lot of shouting and crying over the lying regime that Obama has put into place in our country but nothing is being accomplished by the Republican party, a party that has truly lost its way in leadership for our country. 
 
To my way of thinking reality will only set in when the majority of the white middle class of this country are herded into Federal “Care Camps” under Obama as they await the new gas chambers built by his administration.  When that day comes I will be dearly holding my American Flag and fighting to the death in an attempt to save my country from the tyranny of Obama. 
 
 
 
Somewhere along my journey
I stepped into a time machine.
I do not remember exactly when it happened.
I stepped forward in a strange land where a language
was spoken that did not sound like any tongue I knew.
 
The beings looked like me.
The planet seemed the same
but it was not.
 
There was a new god
in this land
in this dimension.
His name was Obama.
 
I looked closer at the eyes
of those about me.
Their was a strange blankness
in their eyes
an emptiness of spirit
I could not explain. 
 
I eagerly sought a sight of a flag pole
to see what land I might be in.
My eyes sought the Red, White and Blue.
 
Instead I looked with fright upon a flag
all to familiar from a past election.
God did not save us.