Saturday, 31 December 2016

The Setting Sun to 2016: The Movie 
The sun sets for a man 
As the sun sets on 2016 a movie traitor is made 


The Setting Sun (modern sonnet) 

What does he search for in the setting sun
Which kisses endless ocean of goodbye
As whispers set a breeze for him alone
A darkness which weighs heavy on his soul
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For him there are no footsteps on the ground
There is no heart which beats for him at all
So empty were the memories misplaced
He leaves a life which never felt him near
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He cries too late to shadows of his blame
His pain meet echoes of a wasted life
Of all the things which once he could have done
What does he search for in the setting sun
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Now somewhere in this sun there walked a man
In darkness searched for purpose of his own
Who in a moment saw a stranger fall
And with a helping hand a life began 


The sun sets on a man lost in confusion in this modern sonnet. If at times we feel ourselves lost in the meaning of the words or confused in the painting, that's alright and perfect. Keep in mind, a person lost someone dear to him. The sonnet does have a hopeful ending. Sonnet! This doesn't rhyme. Modern sonnets don't have to rhyme (or follow a meter). If we look closer, we will notice that the lines in this sonnet are written in iambic pentameter. 

In 1974, I lost Jack Benny, my favorite comedian. In 2005 I lost the mot influential man in my life. 
My teacher, Johnny Land. As I get older and older more and more people around me seem to be dying. To make matters worse, I learned the Masonic funeral. I started to perform funerals in 1999. My saddest year was 2001. That was the year Arlene fell ill. To me she was still Arlene. I tried my hardest to keep her spirits high. I even got a councilor to help and advise me. But I couldn't compete with the mirror. She could see the damages of the stroke to her poster an looks. From her dresses and gowns she went to her mother's wardrobe to try cover up her body. She sat a lot. Worst of all there was the dancing. Arlene had lost something very important to her. Then there was the bombardment of people who felt sorry for her. She had dropped from stardom to pity. In many ways, death was a kind messenger for her. Me? I was devastated. Thanks to my family, friends and associates I made it through. I kept myself very busy doing even more charity and volunteer work. Parties? I stopped going to parties. In 2006 Amor came into my life. A new man was born. 

Here we have a puzzle of life. Life, death, aging, time and memories. People are dying all the time. The more we know them, the more we are affected. Some people handle aging real well. I was a guest at a party to celebrate a man's life. He was due to die before the party was over. Memories can work for or against us. Religion? I am a firm believer, But,as good as I am, I cannot absolutely prove my faith. Faith! There's a good one. Once we can prove faith, it stops being faith. Faith or no faith, we only have this now. Make the most of it. But, Arlene welcomed death because she could no longer be her memories. I died also, but was reborn anew through Amor.  Arlene still lives though the many things she touched and helped. The teacher Johnny Land still lives through me and countless others. So it is with all of us. I believe we are all here for a reason, a purpose. What is that reason or purpose? Here we have a puzzle of life. It is (they are) as unique as we are. And while we are figuring it all out, Enjoy. 


This all calls for some mood music: Samuel Barber "Adagio for Strings"  

Did we like 2016 enough to see the movie 


According to Dan Rather (12/26/2016) 2016 will be remembered for many things, but one of those may be that it was the year that American journalism got a much-needed spine transplant - perhaps too belatedly for election coverage, but nonetheless. 2016 will indeed be remembered for many things. It was a wild year. Wild enough to make a movie. 
Here is a trailer for the movie that will never be. "2016: The Movie (Trailer)" 


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Death is not the greatest loss in life. 
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live. 
Norman Cousins

Friday, 30 December 2016

Lovers Of The Moon to Dollar Store With Liza 
Lovers looking for escape 
Girl looking for bargains 


Lovers of the Moon (English sonnet) 

I look to you to sooth and smooth my world
Please press true precious lips again with me
Their parting opens to a fantasy
Where lovers of the moon at one time twirled
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Their starlight was the only destiny
While satin covered whispers were unfurled
A mist of dreams around the two now swirled
With promises of possibility
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Their passion was the flavor of a song
Which other lovers� hope were built upon
Who dare to share one moment of such bliss
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They are the dream which keeps young lovers strong
Their memory the halo of the dawn
And while they dance on earth two lovers kiss 


Two lovers dream as magic ensues in this English sonnet. There is a subtlety in this sonnet. It starts out in the first person. Somewhere, in talking about the lip, it switches to third person. When the sonnet ends, there are two couples. 

In our final days, throwing parties, Arlene and I became legendary, for being that romantic couple who threw great parties. Arlene and I were a great team, when it came to planning and putting together events, The Lodge had plenty of money, Members were coming back to the Lodge and men were joining. While Masonry is a male organization, we brought it a family atmosphere. while the men went to their meetings, the women did whatever they wanted. 

And then there were the parties. One of the most memorable Arlene and I planned was at the Marin Art and Garden Center. It had a spacious dance area with one side open to a beautiful illuminated garden area. We used a live band, whose keyboard player would add a Latin flavor to almost every song. Because of center's outdoor element, Arlene and I were a bit nervous about the weather. To make matters worse, there was a heavy wet fog the day of the party. As the guests arrived the fog let up. To celebrate, Arlene and I found a secluded place in the garden and engaged in a kiss. When dinner went okay, we went back to the garden for another kiss. After the first dance was a success, it was back to the garden and another kiss. As the party went on others discovered the kissing possibilities of the garden. As the evening went on, the dance floor got more and more empty, yet the cars were still in the lot. The music from the band, which were mostly requests, was very romantic. As Arlene and I went around to talk to the guests, we overheard a couple say, "I wish our school held our prom here." The person talking was in his late 50's. 

What is age? There is a question. Sure, as we get older, things don't work as good as when we were young. Or do they? At 59, I was still able to stand my own against a 16 year old on a tennis court. But, I have always been physically active. What about those teenage kissing fools? What about those youngsters and their selfies? Those maniacs gyrating on the dance floor? I come from a time where one didn't kiss just anywhere. A time where we, young people. stared at old folk who were in the wrong place. But, I am a pretty good dancer and people like to have me around. Or maybe the mindset of this generation is more acceptable. What I am hinting at is: we may be prisoners of a mindset. I still like kissing my wife in the park. I still like riding a merry-go-round. Let people look. Let people talk. If anything, I deserve it. We are never too old (except for physical limitations, which also happen to young people). With age comes experience to Enjoy. 


A bit of romantic music is in order: Ramon Guiral "Beyond The Moon" 

Are you a bargain shopper 


99 Cents Only Stores, founded by David Gold in February 28, 1969,  is an American price-point retailer chain based in Commerce, California. Previously, the stores offered all products at 99� or less.[2] Most products are now priced at "99.99� or less, but certain products are sold at higher price points". YouTuber Liza Koshy takes us on a tour of one of these stores. 
Is Liza giving us a tour of a store or her skill at Puns? "DOING THIS AGAIN. DOLLAR STORE WITH LIZA PART 2!" 

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When you�re in love, you�re capable of 
learning everything and knowing things 
you had never dared even to think, because 
love is the key to understanding of all the 
mysteries.  
Paulo Coelho

Thursday, 29 December 2016

Let's Dream to Electric Cars Aren't As Green As You Think 
Lovers shut window to the world to learn the truth of their dreams 
Electric cars - good or bad - learn the truth 


Let�s Dream (Shakespearean sonnet) 

Let�s dim the old distracting lights awhile
Those flares that dare to bare another�s glare
To minds which search to find their own affair
And be the reason for a lover�s smile
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Let�s drape those windows of the world with shade
From lies disguised to buy their prize of youth
To gentle lips whose whispers press the truth
And follow fragrant scents which they have made
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Let�s close our eyes awhile to set us free
From fashioned passion rationed at some store
To hearts which hold a heaven to explore
Our glare of youth restored by you and me
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Those flares from lies which fashioned other�s day
They will not stay the day when dreamers play 


Word Wizardry waltzes with lovers' dreams in this Shakespearean sonnet. What is Word Wizardry? It is a ply or command of words that rhyme or sound alike within a rhyme. Usually within a single line. A play of sounds can also be Word Wizardry, In this sonnet it happens in the second lines of the quatrains. 

There we were. I had lost my wavy hair. I can't remember when Arlene stopped aging. She was as young as "I can't remember when". I do remember that Arlene had great legs. It must have been all that dancing, In our forties and feeling every day of twenty-five. (Our social successes made us young again,) As we danced out in our garden,we recalled thinking and sharing how other warned us, we can't do this and we wan't do that. I also remember our neighbors joining us in dancing in their own yards. A metaphor of what was going on at the parties Arlene and I were throwing for the Lodge. After our neighbors realized that it was okay to dance in one's own backyard, Arlene and I would spot them there, from time to time. The same was true with our parties. Once others saw the success we were enjoying. they would adopt our ideas. Better yet, and more complimentary, others would build on our ideas. There we were. In each other's arms. enjoying the life we had fashioned together. 

And here we are. The truth of it is, we have all touched upon it. "Those people" trying to tell us what we can and cannot do. We all have come in contact with those who "march to the beat of their own drum." Who knows, behind our own windows per chance we do too. But the mob keeps singing, "You can't." "This is fun," "This is in fashion." We're all doing this." Many give in and so the mob is born. Perhaps we all give in from time to time. After all, who can pass up on a "good deal"? And sports... Who doesn't have a favorite team. And in today's modern world, with so many voices working on us, so many distractions, there is this something calling to us. A lover. A friend. A memory. We are all unique individuals. Our challenge is to be true to ourselves. To be all that we can be. To bear the fruit that only we can can bring. And in the richness of our season we may proudly say, "Enjoy." 


Talk about enjoying, let's join Joe: Joe Satriani "Flying in a Blue Dream" 

Electric cars - Good for the environment, Right 


In 1891, William Morrison of Des Moines, Iowa builds the first successful electric automobile in the United States. At the beginning of the 21st century, interest in electric and other alternative fuel vehicles has increased due to growing concern over the problems associated with hydrocarbon-fueled vehicles, including damage to the environment caused by their emissions, and the sustainability of the current hydrocarbon-based transportation infrastructure as well as improvements in electric vehicle technology. So electric cars are good for the environment? Think again. Adam Conover, of Adam Ruins Everything, gives us a few extra things to think about. 
I wonder why "they" didn't tell us this? "Electric Cars Aren't As Green As You Think" 

 

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However much I might try to expound 
or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, 
I am ashamed of my explanations... 
Love alone can explain the mysteries of love 
and lovers. 
Rumi