Housekeeping

I thank all of the readers I have gained for this blog.  Many of you have blogs I am now following.  I admit I have not found the time to read them thoroughly, but the project I have placed before me was to complete this work as quickly as I could.  Toward that end, I have completed almost half of the project within the last ten days.  For now, I am scanning your blogs for ideas and inspiration.  I promise to read more completely and comment more as soon as my endeavor is complete.  Feel free to comment.  I would love to hear what you think.

If you find this blog interesting and even slightly inspirational, I request whatever publicity you might be able to offer.  Like you, I hope for greater readership.  I must also admit a degree of mercenary, hoping the blog will lead people to my Kindle books.  I speak badly of money, but in the world we are in, it is necessary for the rent.  The books are only 99 cents.

I have wanted to keep this blog intact for as long as possible, but with the number of entries and the YouTube videos I have added, it is becoming long-on-the-page.  Soon, I will be shortening the page so that some early entries will be archived.  Any new reader who reads this will, I hope, look at the complete work through the archives.

Again, I do promise to look at your blogs in greater detail soon and make honest comments.  I hope you will do the same.

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Do it or die

Don’t let your troubles make you cry
Don’t waste a moment wondering why
When everything goes wrong
You have to go on
And do it or die
Do it or die now
Stand your ground

Don’t let your bad breaks go gettin’ you down
Even when times get rough
And you’ve had enough
You still gotta try
Do it no matter what the people say
They don’t even know you

Die before you let them stand in your way (Don’t you know that)
You should know that life is a gamble all along
Winners or losers you keep rollin’ on
So go on and roll the dice
You only live twice
So do it or die

1979  Writers: J. Cobb, Buddie Buie, Ronnie Hammond

Polydor Records

Live Like You Were Dying

Live Like You Were Dying

He said
“I was in my early forties
With a lot of life before me
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days
Looking at the x-rays
Talkin’ ’bout the options
And talkin’ ’bout sweet time”
I asked him
“When it sank in
That this might really be the real end
How’s it hit you
When you get that kind of news?
Man, what’d you do?”

He said
“I went skydiving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying”
And he said
“Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying”

He said
“I was finally the husband
That most of the time I wasn’t
And I became a friend a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden going fishin’
Wasn’t such an imposition
And I went three times that year I lost my dad
I finally read the Good Book, and I
Took a good, long, hard look
At what I’d do if I could do it all again
And then

I went skydiving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Blue Manchu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying”
And he said
“Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you’ve got eternity
To think about
What you’d do with it
What could you do with it
What did I do with it?
What would I do with it?

Skydiving
I went Rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Blue Manchu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I watched an eagle as it was flying”
And he said
“Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying”

Tim McGraw
Writers: Tim Nichols and Craig Michael Wiseman
2004 Curb Records

Extra Note: According to Wikipedia, the song is “is associated with McGraw’s father, Tug McGraw, who was hospitalized with a brain tumor on March 12, 2003. It was revealed that he had cancer. He was given three weeks to live by the doctors, but survived nine months. He died on January 5, 2004,” with the source of: http://philadelphia.about.com/b/a/055282.htm

Humor

My wife and I have five children and the reason we have five children is we do not want six. And those we have we want to get out of the house, before we die. Just to get them out. Because all children have brain damage. Now those of you who have no children let me describe the brain damage. You come in the room with a Coca Cola, you set it down you go to get a news paper. Child comes walking in grabs the drink. You say Gimme that! Didn’t I just tell you not to drink it? The child says “Uhh Huh”. You say What did I just say? “You said but for not to not you drink.” So every time I tell you that don’t I I say every time I have a drink don’t you drink it, don’t I say that? “Uhh Huh”. Now tell me what I said. “You said but for not to not you drink.” That’s right. So you put it down to go and get the paper the child picks it up again and quickly starts to drink it. You say Gimme that! Didn’t I just tell you to ahhhhh… Well why did you do it? “I don’t know”. Well that’s brain damage. And that’s what parents have to deal with all day. That’s all you see, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know. My parents never smiled because I had brain damage. My wife and I don’t smile because our children are loaded with it. Ohh my parents smile now, when ever they come over to my house. When they see how much trouble I’m having. Ohh they have a ball. “Having a little trouble eh son?”

From “Bill Cosby–Himself” 1983

louie

Louis Armstrong What A Wonderful World Lyrics
Songwriters: DIPRETA, DOUG
I see trees of green…….. red roses too
I see em bloom….. for me and for you
And I think to myself…. what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue….. clouds of white
Bright blessed days….dark sacred nights
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow…..so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces…..of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands…..sayin.. how do you do
They’re really sayin……i love you.

I hear babies cry…… I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more…..than I’ll never know
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world

(instrumental break)

The colors of a rainbow…..so pretty ..in the sky
Are there on the faces…..of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands…..sayin.. how do you do
They’re really sayin…*spoken*(I ….love….you).

I hear babies cry…… I watch them grow
*spoken*(you know their gonna learn
A whole lot more than I’ll never know)
And I think to myself …..what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself …….what a wonderful world.

What A Wonderful World lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CARLIN AMERICA INC, MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP, WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Money

Truism Three:  Money is a Weapon

Once upon a time, in this survival of the fittest world we live in, strength was determined by violence.  The strongest would beat any competitor to a pulp, or even kill them.  From time to time, we continue to use this method to decide the strongest and who will survive.

Long ago, people learned a basic problem with this means of deciding.  That is, the use of violence had a down-side.  You see, people are vain.  Violence left no one to really appreciate who the strongest was.

So, about the time laws were invented, society also invented money.  With money, the rich could lavish themselves with anything they wanted, and the poor—well the poor could appreciate the rich and wish they had money, too.  The rich used gold with the same aggression that the strong could use clubs.  The bruises were harder to see.

Remember, there is no inherent value in gold, or without the gold standard in credit limit.  The only worth money has is what we place on it.  And, it is a weapon.  It always was, and it always will be.

Use money wisely and carefully.  Never cherish it.  A spear can be used to till a field, to raise a crop, to feed the hungry.  When you lift it from the ground, remember, others have much stronger spears than you.