Keeping your Ears close to the Ground you can hear footsteps of Celestial Beings. Walking in thei’r footsteps will make your Soul Soar into the wild Blue yonder – A.D.
Meaning – If you keep or have your ear to the ground, you make sure that you find out about the things that people are doing or saying.
Robert Louis Stephenson Quotes
‘There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it behooves us all not to talk about the rest of us’ (variant: ‘… that it hardly becomes any of us to talk about the rest of us’).
‘How to Be Happy’
1. Make up your mind to be happy. Learn to find pleasure in simple things.
2. Make the best of your circumstances. No one has everything, and everyone has something of sorrow intermingled with gladness of life. The trick is to make the laughter outweigh the tears.
3. Don’t take yourself too seriously. Don’t think that somehow you should be protected from misfortune that befalls other people.
4. You can’t please everybody. Don’t let criticism worry you.
5. Don’t let your neighbor set your standards. Be yourself.
6. Do the things you enjoy doing but stay outof debt.
7. Never borrow trouble. Imaginary things are harder to bear than real ones.
8. Since hate poisons the soul, do not cherish jealousy, enmity, grudges. Avoid people who make you unhappy.
9. Have many interests. If you can’t travel, read about new places.
10. Don’t hold post-mortems. Don’t spend your time brooding over sorrows or mistakes. Don’t be one who never gets over things.
11. Do what you can for those less fortunate than yourself.
Jesus the Beggar
12. Keep busy at something. A busy person never has time to be unhappy.’
At fourteen years old my Mother told me that I should seek out the five Percent good People which I told her were all there were in the World. Since then I have discovered a greater Number than I thought at Fourteen. The fifty four percent that I have discovered, somehow seems to be a Minority. It appears to me that the forty six percent wants America to regress to nineteen sixty eight instead of moving on to be a kinder gentler Nation. Back then we had no Internet, so you couldn’t Tweet your Thoughts of Hate, you Demonstrated it with Force of Brutality on innocent Men Women and Children trying to cross the Selma Bridge.
The Dark Web has been a source of Light for me as of Late, finding out that People who I have Thought to be Enlightened Children of God, still harboring Governor Lester Maddox Mentality. My Faith in Religion is experiencing an Earthquake. Fifty four years of believing Mother that we are all God’s Children is Crumbling at the Foundation of my Spirituality. As long as I can remember, I have always given Mankind the benefit of My Doubts. I was only eight years old when I found out that Cain killed his Brother and I knew at that early age that Mankind was Flawed. Later on at Ten I heard that we were our Brother’s keeper. Then I found out that around six Hundred A.C. that the World was Divided, it still is.
Will someone work with me here? Where is a Figurative Mind supposed draw Conclusions. Einstein tells me that I should never stop wondering. Jesus tells me to turn the other Cheek, my Jaw hurts from the Backhand of Hate. How am I supposed to advance with my Spirituality with all my Doubts. I ask God for a Sign to keep me Focused and he sent Joe Biden, someone Enshrined with Empathy, a Child of God who wants to follow Jesus’s footsteps and Teach us how to Heal from within and without. Months before the Election Mr Trump Paved the way for his current behavior to undermine the Democratic Process. He persuaded People to Circumvent the Mail-Ballot, Citing Fraud, six Months before the first Ballot was cast.
Today he holds the Democratic Process in Hostage Screaming Fraud. When in Reality he is the only one who have Committed Fraud. He Threatened to De-fund the Postal Service to hinder Mail in Ballots. The way he handled Cov19 is Reminiscent of Phil Collins song ” The Edge of Night” he did not lend a Hand in Stemming the Tide. Many of my Older Neighbors don’t even go out to shop for Food for fear of contracting the Virus and Die like Two Hundred and fifty Thousand Others. Yet he wanted them to go to Pooling Places and stand in Lines, Two Hundred and fifty Yards long. Hate Groups supporting him Threatened to Intimidate Voters, he Embraced them. Beleaguered Black People Protesting Sixty years of the Murdering of Black People at the Hands of Cops, were set- upon by Homegrown Terrorists.
Instead of Denouncing them he told them to stand down, as if to say stay in Readiness. While Deploying Federal Goons to Smash the Protests. Fifty four years I have been waiting for Black People to use thei’r Votes and Finances correctly. Today they did, when Democrats ask for Money we gave. When Joe Biden was Drowning in a Sea of Red we Parted it with a Wall of Blue and gave him his Victory, Voting 99% Blue. As for the One percent of Black People who Voted for the Tweeter, Harriet Tubman spoke about them Three Hundred Years ago ” I have freed a Thousand Slaves, I could have freed a Thousand more if only they Knew they were Slaves”. Slavery is still Prevalent in this Country.
Mental Slavery is far more Damaging than Physical. Seven years ago I moved Down South, what was I Thinking? Joe Biden is met with the Resistance that Jesus met with Pontius Pilot. If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn’t have Battled my Mother as a Teenager. She wanted me to be a Scholar, I wanted to be a Hippie, smoking Weed every Day. Now in the Winter of my Discontent I realize what it means to be able to express myself in a Free Democracy. Back in the U.S.S.R. you don’t know how Lucky you are ” Boy” As the Man said ” I could have been a Contender”. Every time I want to Quit Blogging I realize that each Blog is a Chapter in my Book ” Through Her Eyes” the World through my Mother’s Eyes.
She saw Mankind as all God’s Children, I saw them as Minions. I am taking a Sabbatical from Blogging, what I have to say in my Book of me Enduring Fifty four years of Hate while paying Over One Million Dollars in Taxes and a Half a Million in Social Security, Funding a Government who Cast a Blind Eye on Racism. Many of them Hoist the Union Jack while Trampling on Old Glory. Like Through The Roots said ” I have had enough” Over the Years I have been Fortunate to have met some Great People, some just happened to be White, like Mark for instance, he was a great inspiration for me to start writing. I promised him many years ago that one Day I would write a Book and that he would be in it. It is Two Am and I am tired, this must be my writing Hour, Goodnight!
Here are Excerpts from the Book
Despite what the Rappers may say, I am not a Nigger. I’m Black and I am Proud. This Life has been a Time Travel for me, encountering Haters and Good People along the way. I have been Fortunate enough to call a lot of White People my Friends, some would stand Shoulders to Shoulder defending me against a Mob of Skinheads laying down their Lives for me if necessary. Yet there are Black People who would take my Life for a couple of Dollars and the Sneakers on my Foot. Like fifty Cent said ” you’re not like me” Back in Pennsylvania when I worked in Construction a Man of Polish Descendants and I became good Friends. Story told that one Day on a Jobsite in a School, one of my Coworkers were Badmouthing me calling me a Nigger up and down. They told me that Mark took two handfuls of his Hair and bounced his head along a Cinder Block Wall twenty feet long, do not talk about my Friend like that he Reprimanded him. Good company in a Journey makes the way seem shorter- Izaak Walton. So you see, Jesus is not Dead, his Spirit lives in some of us. His Spirit lives in all of us for that matter, yet some of us allows the Devil to Consume us with Hate. Satan was an Arc Angel who sat at the right Hand of God, he challenged God, he taught his Powers were greater than God’s. I have never professed myself to be a Religious Zealot, truthfully I am a Sinner, ” Let he among you who isn’t a Sinner cast the first Stone”.
P.S. I didn’t start writing to take on Soft Issues to please my Readers with Hypocrisy, with the Sheeplike Mentality of not Rocking the Boat. Like Simon and Garfunkel said ” We all come to look for America, including the Pilgrims.
P.P.S. my Website is Approaching Two Million Hits, this is a great way to Publicize my Book. Taking a Vacation from Blogging and Social Media will speed things up.
The raised Fist have been vastly misconstrued. The raised Fist first symbolized Black Power by the Black Panther Party. But as Time went by with Dr King preaching of unity and the Rainbow Collation, it became Power to the People. As in the Downtrodden People of the World, and was seen in Places like South Africa when Nelson Mandela came on the Scene and Places like Uganda when they Rebelled. I noticed Trump flashing the raised Fist many times and it didn’t occur to me what was the significance. Then I saw Joe Biden flashed it at a post Elections Address. Then my little Mind started Conferring with my figurative Mind.
When Joe flashed it, it meant Victory to the People. When Trump flashed it means Power to the People, his People. In other words White Power. How Divisive for a World Leader to Embrace Isolationism. Because that is exactly what Supremists like Hitler advocated for the Airon People being the Supreme Race. My God how many America are there. Why is United even in its Reference, when you have so many America in the United States. You have the Lone Star State, the Union Jack, Black America, White America and Trump Nation. What keeps this Country from a Civil War is beyond me. I have always considered America to be the Melting Pot of the World, starting when the Mayflower Docked at Plymouth Rock. The Africans were brought here against thei’r will their Sweat took us from the Agricultural Age into the Industrial Age.
Germany’s Scientific Refugees brought thei’r Technical Advantage. The Japanese and Asians brought 3G and 4G Technology. A little bit from all Walks made America the Greatest Nation in the World, because it took the Best and Brightest from every Corner of the Globe. Why wouldn’t it become the Greatest Nation on the Planet, it borrowed a little resource from every Nation. Now you have Inadequate Thinkers Preaching Separatism and closed Doors Policies dealing with Some of the Best and Brightest from Latin America. What Hypocrisy knowing that the closest to a True American is the Native American, and look what happened to them. Get your Head together People there is no better time for Reconciliation. America is an Immigration Melting Pot, that’s how the Country was Born.
The way Kramer burst into a Room is how a lot of People thinks, Bodacious, get over yourselves. As the Judge would say ” from the Results of this Paternity Test, you are not the Father” just another Surrogate, a Dooner from the World Bank. Who are you to become a Game Changer, when the Mayflower wrote the Book. I forgot to Mention the other America, My America, the one the Founding Fathers Drafted. It is now Two Am the Day after America have spoken, now I am going to speak ” Stop the Bickering and let’s put this Country back on the right Track” Division is a Divisive 🔧 Tool. I could take this untill the Sun comes up, but that’s not me, I say what I have to say with as few words as possible. Now I do to you what my English Literature Teacher did to me. What is the Author not saying? Like Drae said keep thei’r Heads Ringing. It’s Two Am and I wanted to get this out before the Results, I am tired so if there are any Typos, so be it,Goodnight!
In the year Nineteen Seventy Crosby Stills Nash and Young Released a Song called Southern Man. It was a call for Social Changes in America. A couple of Verses went, ” Southern Man better dig your Head, Don’t forget what the good Book said. I seen your Black Man coming round, swear by God I’m gonna cut him down. Not long after the Allman Brothers released Down to the Whipping Post. Jefferson Airplane Hollered about Wooden Ships. These were American Kids using Music to Plea to the Blackheartedness of America’s unwillingness to do the right thing. Release the Negro from under your Thumb.
Just around the same time the Diehard Rebel Band came up with Sweet Home Alabama. I guess they were Proud of the way Governor Lester Maddox and the National Guard Swarm down on Martin Luther King on the Selma Bridge and beat him down, If I am not mistaken they killed a few peaceful Marchers singing Religious songs. Walking hand in hand with Hippies and embracing Dr King’s Ideologies have cured me of the Hate Virus. The only time I encounter the Emotions of Hate is when people drag me down to thei’r level and forces me to be Brutally Frank. ” Never wrestle with Ignorant People, they will only drag you down to thei’r level and beat you with Experience”. When that happens you let the Minion out of the Bottle, and it doesn’t want to go back in.
I don’t remember the name of the Group that asked the Question ” How long has this been going on”. As you can see this is beginning to look like something Institutionalized and is as natural as American Pie and Baseball. From Nineteen Seventy- Two Thousand Twenty I am looking into the Soul of America and all I see is the Vehement stand it takes on Hate . will someone work with me here and fill in the end Date. 1970 I was sixteen I am now sixty seven ” yes that’s me in the Corner, yes I am losing my Religion, and I hate you for undoing my Mother’s hard work to save my Soul. She told me that we were all God’s Children, and I Believed her. Now you have me Questioning her Truthfulness.
Why should I not feel this way waiting fifty three years for something that is never going to happen in my Lifetime, Equality and Justice, they are both words of Propaganda with no Constitutional meaning or Value. Just around the same Time America placed Sanctions on P.W. Bota’s South Africa for the Mailinging its Black Citizens. What Hypocrisy, ” you shouldn’t throw Stones”. When they pilled Stones on Jesus there were Christians among the Romans, it was a Christian who gave him to the Romans. Today the Evangelical Community supports far Right, does that mean that they support Systemic Racism. Do you really want to know what unhinged the Bitch? Glad you asked, a Black District Attorney protecting Cops who forget that they are Peace Officers and not Storm Troopers involved in a cover-up.
Nappyhead Rappers with a couple of Bucks who think that Fame brings Intelligence, overstepping their Capacities. Thinking that they are Spokesmen. Harriet Tubman spoke about them, ” I freed a Thousand Slaves, I could have freed a Thousand more if only they knew they were Slaves” This is not me, my Mother a Devout Christian told me that I should Kill my Enemies with Kindness, but my Cup Runeth Over with all this Hate that will never go away and Black Lives Matter Rhetoric. Tupac said that it was you doing all the Killing ( Black on Black) his Death gave Creditability to his Words. Now you want me to March with people who are going to throw the first Stones that are going to be met by Bullets, think again. I’ll tell you what Matters, the way Black People treat each other.
Nineteen Seventy Three, Here I am working in the Mailroom of an American Conglomerate, my Immediate Supervisor, Black like me with an Irish Last Name, telling me that I didn’t belong there, that I belonged on the Street with my Hoodlum Brothers. You need to Free your Mind before you can move forward. The way White People Hate Black People, the way Jews Arabs Muslims and Christians Hate each other. That’s what Matters. Give me a Break you are all Sick with The Hate Virus, I have strong Antibodies to you all. I have had Friends in every Race, we judge each Other on individual Merits, not from what Society says. Remember the Words all God’s Children, you Idiots need to get over yourselves and remember what the Good Book Says. ” Do onto Others as you would have them do to you”. I will end this Tirade with a message of Love.
Two Thousand and Nine I took a Job in a Nursing Home. The Facility had one Hundred and twenty three Beds, one belonged to a Black Resident, the Staff one Hundred percent White. Many of the Jobs that I have had in my work Life I was the first, including this one. In just about all of them I was the Torchbearer for Excellence. Mother told me, ” Whatever job you do, be the Best, go the extra Mile. They may never accept you but they will Respect you for the Job you do. From Day One working in this Nursing Home I knew that this was the Challenge of a Lifetime. I embraced the Challenge boldly. I took the Residents on one by one, many had never had any interaction with a Black Person before.
Now I had the Opportunity to put Mother’s teaching to the test. Knowing that many were in thei’r last Days I showered them all with Love, Kindness and Respect. I became their Watchdog, scoping out Abuse and Neglect. That gave the Staff another reason to Hate me other being Black. Coworkers told me that they called me Nigger behind my Back, never in my Face fearing that I would go Postal. I grew Extremely Tight with some of the Residents. Liz was an Irish Woman in her eighties, who had never had any interaction with a Black Person. We Adopted each other, the love we had for each other made my Mother Jealous, asking me how many Mothers do I have. Nell was a Polish Woman, I think that she loved me Best, I called her Chachi, she called me Chachi ( Grandmother- Grandfather) she told me that I was too wise for my age. When I told the Residents that I was Moving to Florida I took years from thei’r Lives with sadness. It was Jubilation for the Staff. The Oddest thing that ever happened to me in my Life, One Month after Leaving Pennsylvania, now living in Florida. One Day I received a Manila Envelope in the Mail, in it was a Plaque, On it were the Words Employee of the Month along with a Check. I was Blown away, Mom was right, they may never accept you, but they will Respect you for the Job you do. “This one goes out to the ones I love, this one goes out to the ones I left behind”- R.E.M. Parting Words belongs to Tom Petty ” Don’t want to Live like a Refugee”
When I was young my Mother told me that she feared that one Day someone would kidnap me. The reason for her Fear she Explained, was that I was the most Loving and trusting Child she had ever seen. She continued saying that I gravitated to People, telling me how I would jump in the Arms of total Strangers. Over the years growing up it has puzzled People how thei’r Children Gravitated to me. I could pick up a Wailing Child, hold them for a short while, speak a few comforting words and they would stop crying. In my High School Drama class I had to give up my part playing George in Our Town. I could never make it through the end of the Play without crying.
My Teacher explained to me that the reason for that was that I possessed what is known as Empathy. The same way a Child can be Born with Prodigious Skills one can be Born with Empathy and a Tremendous capacity to Love. What happens to steal that capacity along the way growing up is nothing short of Criminal. When a child is Born their Minds, Soul, Temperaments and their entire Being is a Blank sheet of white Paper. What is written on it by thei’r Parents, thei’r Environment and others they encounter in life, Dictates how they live the rest of their Lives. In one of my earlier Blogs Titled The Palm Tree, I explained how I picked up four Palm Seeds and planted them. Three Seeds were planted outside in the harsh Florida Tropical Environment.
As soon as they Budd from Seedlings they all Died. The fourth Seed was planted on my enclosed Porch, in a Rainforest setting. After four years of living and flourishing in the proper Environment. The Roots are strong and if I decided to transfer it outside, one Day one Hundred years from Now it will provide Shelter for the Seeds it Sheads. If Children are exposed to Harsh Toxic Environment, they struggle with Relationships and Wither in Society and life in general, without strong Convictions. Remember that Wealth and Success is not only Measured in Financial Gains. Take a look at O.J. Aaron Hernandez, Bill Cosby and Mike Epstein. ” Teach your Children well and know they Love you”.
I am forever invoking the Story of a young Man awaiting Execution. Called his Mother to come close to his Cell, so he could whisper in her Ear, he bit it off rebuking her, that’s for not telling me that I couldn’t get away with Murder. The Seeds you Plant can grow into a Healthy Palm Tree or a Thorny Bush. I could end this Blog right here but I know that People like a Panoramic view of everything, so I will continue. Nineteen Seventy Seven I had the Educational Experience to have met a Man, whose Worth at that Time was five Hundred Million, We spoke for over an Hour. He said that Money could either be a Blessing or a Curse, what you do with it is what’s important. He continued saying that Money is only a Tool to do good things.
During the Conversation he explained to me that when his two Sons Graduated College. He did not give them Offices next to him on the twenty sixth floor of his Conglomerate. He instead gave them jobs in the lowest level of one of his Entities, a Road Construction Company. Laying Asphalt in one Hundred and thirteen Degrees Weather in Texas. I asked him why so Crude, he Explained that they would eventually Inherit his Dynasty. However he didn’t want them to Develop Rock Star Mentality and that he wanted to teach them Humility and the Value of a hard earned Dollar. None of them turned out like Jared Kushner, an Airhead, expressing Views he knows nothing about, ” Success” having everything handed to him.
That Encounter Thought me not to sell my Soul for Money, and to be careful of what I asked for. That same year I returned to New York, Organized Crime offered me a job as a Courier, Delivering Kilos. The starting Salary was five Thousand Dollars Weekly, with Potential to grow in the Organization. My Upbringing was the only thing that kept me from Accepting the Offer. When I Bought my first Home, I told my Wife that if I had taken the Offer, from then to now the two Tier House would be packed with nothing but Money, not being able to put it in a Bank. With my Inguinity, today I would be a Kingpin and my Soul would have belonged to Satan. Today I credit my Success to my Mother, she told me that if you walk in Filth you certainly will Stink.
She also told me that the Decisions I made when I am young, I would have to live with them for the rest of my Life. I have been Fortunate to have had Great Teachers in my Life. In High School one of them told me that I should never stop Learning, when you stop, your Brain start to Die. I draw Parallel to what Archie would call Michael ” Meathead”, nothing Grows in a Comfort Zone. Further drawing Parallel, being Complacent with Society thinking what can one Person do, being silent Deaf and Blind, amounts to Acceptance and Approval. I am still the same trusting Person, only Age have made me Cynical as to whether everyone can be trusted to look out for my Best Interests. Finally working through Difficult Times should make us Better, not Bitter!
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