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Hello Dolly

 

Facts are that, when it comes to Capitalistic Ventures, preying on the emotional quotient of pet owners is easily manipulated with all kinds of junk that ends up in the landfills. 

With a huge portfolio as a musician and performer, Dolly Parton has the ability to influence, if not change, the world.

Every household name artist has a slew of greedy little bloodsuckers that place demands on a lot of these artists to, say, put thirteen songs on an album- for instance. Well, when you place demands like this on the artists, it completely changes the quality of what they produce. They start searching through accumulated files of other starving artists so that they can fulfill the demands of the label- they take the love out of the artists contributions. Songs like "I can make a drink," for instance, negatively impact society- The Garden of Life.

The people do not need more pet toys when an old worn out boot is just as satisfying to any old dog. Letting your pet lick off the dinner plate is a heavenly reward to a pet. They don't care to wear clothes- even though they can be conditioned. And, it is humorous to the pet owner and their friends BUT it does nothing beneficial for the people. All it does is make them make sacrifices in their budgets, which are already stressed out. 

What would be fantastic is, if Dolly (whom we all grew up on, and love to death) would go back to music- the only thing the masses will open their ears for. She has the power (super power even) to write a song to help influence and heal the masses, to get them interested in Naturalism and caring for the soil for instance.

Soon there will be starvation, shortages of all kinds- like alcohol and coffee, and coca, and poppy. And don't forget that everyone is a pot user now- pot will be harder to get or even grow.

To say that the Earth is in trouble is an understatement. It's time to pay the fiddler. And all of us carpenters will be back in business by building affordable coffins, and making cooler living environments in the basements of homes across the country. People with money to do so will be fleeing towards the poles. Antartica has secrets. The moon is being fought over. Mars is a pipedream. 

It wasn't profitable to tend to the waste and pollution of corporations. It is such an issue that they passed bills into laws making us all corporations- responsible for all of the problems.

Fuel will be regulated soon, allowing you so many gallons per month. Water will be scarce. Wild game will be hunted to near extinction due to rising prices. Cattle farmers are killing their livestock because they can't provide and the animals are suffering.

This is the beginning of the end, and I am making popcorn because I am a Naturalist- not a helpless city boy with a television and media induced mental condition. Everyone acts and sounds like an inmate today. It's en vogue to be a bum.

There will be panic and riots and much death. There most certainly will be a new trail of tears, and the Native Americans will have their revenge. 

Good Morning America- just wait until there is no coffee. I can't wait to see Starbucks fold.

Now it makes sense why people have assault weapons and guns of all kinds. The only ones scared are the helpless- the ones too obstinant to take DICTATION from their TEACHERS.

You better hope that there is No God because people will answer for their misdeeds and be dealt with accordingly. So, ignore the evidence of life after death with the very Monarch butterfly. Your days, as mine, are numbered. 

My divinity informed me, on the 15th of December, 2021, that I have six years left, and I can't wait to die.

Choke on that.

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Vanishing Tears

Sunday, November 13^th 2011   Good Afternoon Ladies! 

I made a quick drawing of a newly discovered dinosaur. 213 million year-old fossilized remains were found in New Mexico. I found it in the magazines I steal- The Smithsonian.

By the way, strange as it may sound, everything is stealing in prison. If you want to see for your own eyes- cool things found in the wild, go to http://www.Smithsonian.com/wildthings  This guy was ten feet tall, a Tawa hallae, and is very, very old, for a dinosaur. He was found near other early meat eaters. The closest relative of this species lived in South America, where the first dinosaurs might have evolved. 

This particular find pretty much says, several waves of dinosaur colonized North America when the two continents were in greater contact. Like, when there was a land mass called Pangea. This is when all of the continents connected as one. 

This dinosaur is one that they say was an invasive species.  I guess I could have skipped writing all of that down, since I just decided that it would be best to just send the article! 

Redundant would be a good word to describe what it is.   

 O------kay…{whistling}…{drinking from my coffee cup}…. [Wondering if she is still paying attention…. To my whistling?]

Anyways… where was I, Oh yeah- Jackson. 

So did I tell you? 

I was picking my nose the other day- on Thursday. Anyway, my fingers smelled like corn chips and chunk cheese… because I only pick my boogers on Thursdays. It gives me six days to save up for some big ones. But anyway, my fingers, yeah, they stunk like corn chips and chunk cheese. 

That was the day that I realized I should change the day that I play with my feet, to Friday- instead of Wednesday... because that’s the day we have Tacos. And, since we only wash our hands with the state soap on Sunday, it gives us the whole first part of the week to get the soap taste off of our fingers. 

It’s not a very good flavored soap... even though it is green. And, you’d think that it would taste like…well, green I guess. Or maybe lime, or lettuce- as in, “let us have some better tasting soap,” but they don’t listen to the tantrums because everyone is throwing one! 

What babies. 

Now, I just make a bag of popcorn and watch them. I realize now, what it was like for Jane Goodall. Only, I’m not sure what I am learning.

But anyway- do what you want with the drawings- color or add to them. But I wouldn’t recommend the booger story for show and tell. Or would I?   

See you soon. I hope I made you laugh out loud, and smile.

I Love you very much.

Pat           

When to say When

So many people have fallen victim in today's reality, especially in The United States of America. We have turned from a nation of goods to a nation of consumption with a gluttony for anything that isn't our earthly, personal and familial responsibilities. Things like alcohol, carbonated soft drinks, or the current hyped up sport, all become something that we shove down our own throats without resistance. The work week starts and we look around, hardly noticing the mess in the kitchen or the film coating the toilet. We begin to accept the lesser of a living standard, and in a lot of cases the removal of standards all together. People are being brainwashed to buy, buy, buy, and to save things that we are convinced have a monetary value- or that will have a monetary value in the future. (Get your collectors cup at your favorite fast food joint, NOW).
           Well, has anyone stopped to ask why these things have no value NOW? We have all become indentured to a system where we must earn money to spend on products that we are programmed to believe we need. These are almost all detrimental to something or someone somewhere, if not ourselves. For instance, the Earths waters are being used to cool reactors that generate cheap energy for the supplier for nothing but profit. They do not care about your energy needs OR YOUR BUDGET. We have sold out in that respect alone.
           When our jobs were outsourced to other countries, some lost their homes, having to move in with friends or family. Our elderly are having to sell their accumulated assets and possessions to keep from losing their homes, finally losing their homes for the sake of healthcare.
           We cut the throats of our younger generation by taking the jobs that they relied on to get their lives started as CONSUMERS when our jobs were outsourced.
           We are so busy playing the money game that we lost touch with the reality of the value of goods that we take for granted. We never think about the farmer and his family that prepared the soil, or any of the work involved in fighting pestilence, harvesting, shipping the items to plants to process them. So what it only cost a few dollars. What about the dollars and sweat and blood and tears that went into growing the sugar beets, flour, rice, beans, meats or whatever the goods are, that are carelessly wasted, spilled and brushed off onto the ground, floor or into the trash, as if it was nothing. We do it everyday without a second thought. We have lost respect across the board. We are now too busy being consumed with the distractions that are fed to us to see the damages and the many important repercussions. Our Great Lakes are changing for the worse but no one has taken notice that we are changing the temperature of them with the reactors that are USING them. Our houses are largely out of order. Our families are largely out of order. Our attitudes are out of order. Our hearts are out of order. Our communities are out of order. Everything is out of order. We are so busy working and indulging ourselves in worthless things that we cannot make a comprehensive decision at the voting polls. We need to fight this war by taking control of our dollars. Cancel the gym memberships and just get off of our butts. Cancel the cable with the worthless PROGRAMMING and reruns that we have already wasted time watching, and take back your money. Stop the train. Where are we today? What has YOUR life become? Do not let the corporations rob you of your quality time and your memory making time with your loved ones. Stop letting our children be robbed of the love they need to live a quality life. The war is on and it isn't with some over heated fools in the Middle East. The war is against you. The target is your dollar and your time. We are all becoming victimized in the end. Take a moment to care about something today, PLEASE.

Reader Introduction/ Preface to Letters Home

Information to the reader. Letters Home is a "fictional" work (real letters- names changed) based on today's Society- today's reality. It focuses on relationships, mostly dealing with separation-both physical as well as ideological. Focus is also centered around overcoming many of today's more than common problems. There is an emphasis on the need for men, specifically but not exclusively, to find their identity as individuals, not to become what they are offered by way of the examples from the media by way of sit-coms, movies, musicians, entertainers, etc... Many are sharing the same mannerisms and experimenting with the Ego-suits of their less than intelligent so-called peers. Everyone is trying to be like Mike, if not like the Dice-man.
As a man in the world, especially here in the United States, it's plain to see the self-centered attitudes and how they cultivate sub-standard lifestyles in children, not to mention in our struggling communities. Children are offered less than acceptable examples and develop life skills fit for wannabe street trash. Men/people today do not think freely. They have few to no ideas of their own. They have nothing tangible to converse about. They have nothing to offer that provokes thought, and are incapable of reciprocating in a manner that has any depth at all. Women are frustrated because there are no real Cowboys anymore- the CAN-DO inventiveness that made people like the Harley Davidson boys, for instance, able to build a motorcycle from the dirt in a forty-eight square foot chicken coop. People, especially men, are engrossed with their selfish occupations and indulgences that take away from communities and families largely, if not totally. They have no survival skills beyond the street life. They have no resourcefulness. They are helpless.
Where are the Inventors? Where are the Pioneers? Where are the real Heroes? Have we underachieved so grossly that a person is labeled a Hero these days for simply fulfilling his job description? It's time to grow.
Do you think that beings from other worlds would actually present themselves to us while we are fighting and killing each other over simple differences? It's time to stop the hating and start the Loving. It's time to face the real message of the Bible as a planet and do the two simple things it is telling us: Do good and Love one another. That's it. No matter what religion are race or country you're from the message is the same. Do good things and Love each other while you have the gift of life to do so.
Something to consider.
Zachery Scott Polk