poems of the shepard . . .

~ i'm living in the fields, the fields that grow with
in and that there is without is coming from
about. the fields, they look so green, when the time
has been reborn, and all that is forelorn has
cast it's shadows now.


~ i pause to look at the long story stretched out
across the plains. i know i have no doubt that so
soon we'll cast in the rieghns.


~ looming in a nearby city is a place that looks so
pretty. when i cast my nets about i wonder where
the grass lay out?

~ a memorial ~

Here's my mom. Her name was Rosalind. She wanted me to put up this picture, or one similar to it. She very specifically requested it. So, but maybe' i'll put up the other one at some later time. I still have the scarf she's wearing.  It's very sixties.  She stared out as a sales clerk in a local clothing goods store,  & eventually ended up selling painting classes to people in the store of a family friend.    I guess she made some extra money that way,  and it got her out of the house kind of. She worked on portraits, oils, and water color. Her water colors were the best. later in life she began to develop her oil piantings in a style of impressionism. i'll put up an example of one of her last works ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

This was done from a walkout on the local river which flows between my town and the main town. we went out that day and got very close to the aligators.                                                  

A Garden Club ~

       Here's a picture of my mom and a gardening club that she was involved with many years ago. They worked to add trees, flowers, and plants that the birds would enjoy. It's now a bird

sancutary in the area ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  And, alot

of wildlife hangs around because of the planning that they did.

A Treehouse

   Christmas gifts this year, i got direction for christmas this year. i think it's a good thing. All year long i've been having problems deciding things. deciding a direction, or a plan of action, or this thing or that. i decided i would write on an old memory of a treehouse. Long years ago, i had someone to build a treehouse. it wasn't in a tree, but it was made from trees i guess, lol, treated wood. i had of course two grandfathers, like most people. i thought it would be good if they could both work on building a treehouse. One of them of course was a builder and the other one kind of tinkered with things, lol. really i don't know what they did really other than read a bunch, like history and biographies, socialogy, current events and books on politics, etc.  But, so i had them build this tree house together. i thought it would be a good thing. They didn't get along at first. it almost didn't get built, lol, but with my help and words they agreed to not say anything to each other and just work. Lol, it worked. They built a tree house, in my back yard. it was a really good treehouse. it lasted for years and years. it's prob still there, lol, who knows really. i think in my mind it still is. it's owned by someone else now. but i think that was a good memory. it was a good example of teamwork for a greater cause, lol. Who wouldn't want a tree house? lol, so that's my treehouse story. i could tell you alittle about how it was designed and built. it was very rectangular. it had four strong beams that were set on metal pins which were set into the ground with concrete and sand, so that it would drain properly and not cause the main beams to suffer from water damage. it had one ladder, one main platform, a fireman's pole, and it had frame-working for a roof that you could climb up onto, and the sides were framed without walls so that it was open to the elements, underneath was just the grass under the treehouse with the shading from the main platform and was open with out walls as well.  it was about..7 or 8 feet high to the main platform. it might have been ten feet. i don't recall exactly. i was shorter then. lol. it was about two and a half people tall in all from the ground to the roof. it wasn't painted. i think it was sanded down and it prob had a rain repellant on it when it was first built. Mainly i remember it was just really well built. i really, really liked my fireman's pole! i think i remember i had requested that specifically when asked.
      I'm so glad i had a tree house. the trees around us were all tall pine trees with no way to really build an actual tree house in them, not like most trees and tree houses. Oak trees, of course, are lower to the ground with large branches used to holding an actual tree house. i think that's about it for my treehouse story. Maybe i'll write some more stories here later, while i can. i'm not sure how long i'll keep my internet service going, i have some things i'm tackling this year. The word is "direct".  ~ until later ~

mycybertwin

                                             

                                 

double eclipse of moon 2012 . . .

  sometime between june and sept of this year, 2012, i saw a double eclipse. it was most likely a waxing or waning moon with a partial eclipse.

it was odd to see. it must have been anywhere between 8pm and 4am. i'm not sure which day it was yet or what month. i'm looking at moon calendars now to try and figure it out. but i thought i should document it here. i draw a picture of what i saw..

mornings evening ~ poem

sleeping with lights on as if the sun were may,
tells me of a future time when the sunlight always paid,
the evening was a steady in the morning's light of day,
i'll always sleep in the morning's light,
though evening, morning, or a sleepy hay.

~ downtown art fair ~

~ every october the city has a downtown art fair in the city of Alexandria ~ i think i may open up a couple of boothes next year and advertise. i was thinking paper flowers, painting, and dogs. they do get a small crowd.

~ my dream of a tiger ~

i had a dream i was visiting my aunt and she was very old and she lived in a trailer, but it was a different trailer than the one she has. she left and i was left to babysit. first the sink connections weren't working correctly and then the dishwasher malfunctioned and began in interior wire fire. then my friends were there & they had trouble figureing out there was a fire and i had trouble figureing out how to get to it, so i warned everyone in the house to get out. but then there were tigers, bengal tigers, and they were soon to be invading the trailer. i was by myself at the other end of the trailer where the main bedroom was and saw the tiger come in through the window and moved to close the bedroom door, while i was on the other side. i held it shut mostly but a paw came through where the doorknob end is and then the other paw and finally he torn his way through the door with his face and i didn't know what to do, i thought for sure we were doomed, but then i killed him with a mascara wand through the right temple to the brain, and then we were safe from that tiger and i felt certian i knew how to defeat the others. then i woke up. it was as about as wild a dream as i usually or sometimes have. it wasn't very graphic, but it was an adventure. i'm glad i felt like i was winning. it was amazing how i defeated the tiger.

religions and of things to come ~

my story of an early church and the people there . . . i was about four or five or so and i had gone to an early education sunday school class. i don't recall getting much out of the class, but i do remember no one ever said a word . . . in the class, the teacher would read or say something, but none of the students would say a thing, they would'nt move from their seats, in fact, they wouldn't move and inch & not a sound was heard as coming from them, well not to me anyway. i think they did talk to each other on occasion. it was weird. i think more weird than what we normally see, even in these days. i clearly remember them never talking to me, on purpose . . . and one day, i had droped a ring . . durring the class. no one moved, not even me. i had decided to wait until the end of the class so as not to be out of order or inconsiderate. but no one offered to help me find my ring. it was wierd. looking back i think they were alien. or maybe i was the alien. it was a southern baptist church and there were alot of people there at that time. i think it is possible that there was some kind of socialized brain washing that couldn've been present at that time in that era of the late 70s that it was.sometimes in churches things go on socially that can affect a whole congregation, in fact i think i remember someone saying that they were having issues with that at that time in that people. But, you know, i think noticing that eary on in childhood it taught me the signs of it for adept shielding from it in my later life. To this day, any church i go to or visit i know to stay true to logic and to the main point and parts of the gospel. My mother would tell me that my father had said, "anywhere you go and the spirit is there with the main basis of the gospel is a church that you can attend" I guess that's somewhat un~denominational. But, i think that's good. I think it makes sense. churches help keep us in allignment, even if they have some beliefs which contradict, if the main part of the gospel is there, then i usually consider it a good influence upon people, of course there are other factors. i really laugh at athiets. i think they are just a bunch of emotionally injured and confused people just searching their way through a sensible life and through semi-tiny logic, wondering where their next meal is...of course i don't think they are as bad as some others with their beliefs. I'd rather meet an atiest who is fairly sensable then run into an idiot with sticky strings who has problems with overly accusatory idiodcies and clicky socialities. lol. i guess that explains that one. i never thought i could write more than one very short paragraph on any one issue, for the most part, but i came across an article or a script on someone's blog . . and i thought they were clearly off the map. But, aren't alot of people.


this is something i wrote in response to a blog post that i read today reguarding their manipulation of beliefs and the revelations:

point one: when you are reffering to the "this generation" point, it is given in the context of referring to a phrofetic and future time and people. but maybe i shall re read it to further confirm that. it is possible that jesus was reffering to us all..but it does seem rather specific though in further thought. in another though, maybe jesus was referring to what happen on the cross and all the things that would transpire in the future was on account of what transpired there in his time?..have you thought of that one? lol. i'll tell you anotehr miystery that may be possible is that long agos people wrote these things in teh bible through beginnings of the books and through the trials of their translations, etc. it has been said that many peoples had come along and added things or taken things away from the new testiments. in thinking lately i'm not sure the whole book of revalations wasn't added by some people of anotehr thought and religion, becasue of the way it reads and of the way that it fits in and also clashes with otehr things in teh old and new testiments, etc.. people are evil, and people will do things that are not honest for their reasons, whatever they may be. but finding the truths there among the stories can be interesting as well as useful maybe. i think most people know what truth is and i think most people really know where the truths in life are. and that is something which is written about in one of the books of the new testiment, where is sais that all of god's creation has the evidence of his existance in them. i think that's true. if people cold just be seniable and logical in and of whatever religion of philosphoical beliefs they have. that would help us all out. keep your self in check, i know i do.October 15, 2011 9:31 AM

. . . the sandman . . .

http://youtu.be/ydmThqLFhmw

A blue blue lake . . .

This is an ocean lake in a city called Lake Charles. the lake is blue because of the industrial sand which had been added to the lake some years ago through cooperating developments. Nearby is the Grande Isle casino, right on the lake with a good lake view ~

a hat ~

~ fashions ~

Dress Inspired Holiday !!

We Are Invisible . . .

"We are invisible . . . so many times in life we are invisible. Whether on a mountian~top or

under the corner of a well constucted building, or over a mud slide that slides across from a

highland, or within a city where lights are darkened & rainy, yet, in which, no rain falls, to drink

in time remorseful and measured."

new room

i repainted the walls and painted the floor as well, just plain white. it was 7 dollars for a can of paint. i'll be doing the accompaning room as well. these will be small apratments listed in a garden area. it has lots of trees and birds, the previous residents of the neighborhood planted trees and bushes to attract a variated listing of birds. i thought i would list them at 250 each. i'll also be putting in water closets with small baths. they'll be side steps with private fencing and a place for a laundry with washer and dryer in each room. i will be having a lease agreement set up with either the reality company or the bank.

i really love the floors now, now that they're just one color. i think i'll keep them like that for a while. i'd like to do all the floors in the house that way.

~ mock weddings!! ~

action of the waves!

Dreams of Nautilus ~

I had a dream of Nautilus, it harbored by my side.
It took me to a distant place, where dreams did make me sigh.

Then over to an Island, where clouds became my fate,
And distant clouds a farther oft would translate very late.

I slept an ocean's mile, and we saw things that made us smile.
the chambered hearts were well kept rooms that loomed for such a while.

when never was a forgone lake, fair ground to seal what's ever fake,
And wishes were where dreams did toll ~And there where when my wishes stole ~

The Nautilus by the sea ~

~ I shall never forget my nee!