Our Presidential choices are coming more into focus..

Another slapped together work by me - I did want to draw some attention to candidate Warren as she's probably the best the Democrats currently have to offer... Sadly, she's only slightly less insane than those she's running against on that ticket.... [Background song credit to Veela and that Mic Jagger guy.]

Thoughts from bed!

Pontius Pilate and a dream!

OK! So, I'm working up to some things and some times yet to come. Stay tuned, as individuals like myself are either blessed from on high, or incredibly lost and a joke of existence.

My friends, enemies and associates, loving me and my love of my God, is your choice to believe in or not, either way! God walks with me every day and He's a pretty tough dude to hang with. I've been given sight or some semblance of sight. An internal awareness of His hard, but also incredible love.

Asides: Someone very old once said to me, 'To know the way, you must have first walked the way in my shoes.' The word 'the way' should have been a wake up call. 'The way' is the time line of each of our lives and how we all got to this point of existence (2018). Sort of like survivors in a poorly made sit com, and waiting for the next curtain. Well, here we are all now... [I take a breath. I breath in and then I breath out]. All the trials of my very petty existence, pales this on day, as I weigh my average life and my times against a man who is walking towards me now. For I now see, and am humbled... Forward: https://forsythkid.blogspot.com/2018/01/yvonne-elliman-late-night-thought.html

Sitting on the dock of some bay somewhere.

Otis Redding passed from this earth on December 10, 1967 - Among the many wonderful facets he brought to us was a simple song - On this day in early 2018, I'd love for everyone to picture in their minds, a dock, a bay and who each of us really are in the scheme of God's theme....

I threw out this deal as a sort of meditation and contemplation sort of song that I think Mr. Redding would have appreciated. The conundrum and strange paradox for each of us is living in a crazy and mixed up world are the mixed emotions we have, of both the hoped for reality of our spiritual existence when coldly faced with the absolute frailty our genome. Damn those constantly shredding Telomeres and the physical timeline end of each of us they do foretell. My best hope is that the Creator will catch me when I ultimately fall....Likely a shattered and broken man, still smiling through those tears of earthly existence...

Just what was Dean Martin really smoking?

While Dean drank in moderation, when on video his 'drink' was most often apple juice. Also, that smoke was what? I have no idea!  - Dean Martin died of acute respiratory disease at 78. Feel free to go full screen!

'We do not need any love on this planet' - Döf Codo!

A song circa 1983... then fast forward to 2016 and gee, it's still all the same mess!