Saturday, July 24, 2010


Dear Jimmy,

My love for you is unconditional as a blood brothers love should be. I've worried about you and prayed to my God asking him for an answer that would relieve all your miseries. I've meditated for hours upon hours trying to figure out a way to help put you back in command of your life. If there was anyway possible I'd step into your ora and straighten out all your problems for you, both you and I know that's impossible even though my intentions are sincere. Even though I really want to help you I can't allow myself to be misguided by compassion and shield you from the reality of your brunt errors. To do this would cause devastating results subsidizing failure. Let's face it Jim you are my brother and I don't want to see you fail.

Even though I'd gladly change places with you it wouldn't work because in my new role I'd find success and in your new role you'd fail. It's the hard truth that I'm telling you and I hope it's not to late for you to listen to me.

Through all my meditation and prayer it's become plain to me, that if you're ever going to find happiness, peace and serenity it's all up to you. You have to take complete control of your life and be the master of your own destiny. My doing this for you would only eliminate all your incentive and go against human nature. To give you love in the form of protection and comfort just might be the wrong thing to do.

You've been stumbling, falling and out of control for a very long time and I know you've sought help from a good many sources. Nothing has worked because you've been looking in all the wrong places. Motivation classes, treatment centers and all kinds of therapy are not the answer for you. The answer is so simple and I know you'll baulk when I give it to you. But listen to me anyway Jim, I've been there and I know.

The first thing you're are going to have to do, and I know you'll strongly resist, is re-except the God that you know. Once this is done then you can again become the master in control of your life. It's almost impossible to do this without God on your side and very improbable.

Being the master means you except responsibility for all things that have happened to you. Regardless of what has happened in your life except the fact that it was you that made it possible. No matter what our stance is in life, we are there because we were or we were not in command. I love you Jimmy but my unconditional love isn't enough, I have to be strong enough and relentless enough to give you strong and true love.

With a little common sense and a whole lot of faith all things are possible. Somewhere in the Bible there's a scripture that reads; "Be not deceived, God shall not be mocked, for whatsoever a man soweth, that he shall also reap.’ And again it tutors, ‘in the furnace of affliction I shall refine thee." There's your answer Jimmy, you're a person with much more then average intelligence so you know dam well that I'm right.

I Love You Jim, Your Big Brother Cash


My brother Jim took his life because he was tired of trying. My letter was found in his mailbox unopened.


My brother Jim lives in heaven completing a mission for our God all mighty. I love him dearly and occasionally I visualize his existence. I talk to him as I’d talk to you and it is real to me. When I don’t see him sometimes I write him letters to let him know how much I miss him. I travel beyond the realm of my imagination.

Dear Jim,

It was really a pleasure talking to you today. Believe me Jim, it made my day. I am looking forward to your visit next weekend, it will be great to have you share your presence with me and my four legged family.

This message should give you an idea of my inner most feelings. I hope you understand where I'm coming from.

I am fully aware that I do not understand many of lives circumstances, self-disclosure helps me to see things, feel things, imagine things, hope for things that I could never have thought possible. The invitation to transparency, then, is really an invitation to authenticity. It is also an invitation to allow myself to be vulnerable.

When I allow my love ones to see me for who I really am , I am less afraid I will be rejected in the future. When my friends and love ones accept and love me unconditionally I know I will never have to hide in the relationship in the future.

To have inner peace it is necessary to be consistently loving in what I think, in what I say and in what I do. I think thoughts of love. I speak words of love. I demonstrate unconditional love for my love ones in all that I do.

Openness means being willing to communicate my deepest feelings. There can be no intimacy without conversation. The only way my friends and love ones and I can truly communicate is to tell the truth. Truthful communication moves real love and creates a condition of unity, love and satisfaction.

For intimacy to grow in a healthy relationship there can be no withholding; feelings - both positive and negative - feelings must be shared equally . The act of withholding the truth is always potentially a lie.

The energy required for the self-discipline of honesty is far less than the energy required for withholding. I am dedicated to the truth and live in the open and through the exercise of courage to live in the open, I become free from fear. Fear cannot exist whenever insight is valued above feeling frightened.

I listen when you share without making judgment. My heart is always open to hear what you have to say. A good relationship is that in which each appoints the other guardian of his solitude.

God bless you Jim, as I look, feel and cry for your presence.

Unconditionally yours, Big Brother Cash

Friday, July 23, 2010

A room where all dreams and desires are manifested.

Big Daddy Cash opens the door to the world of fantasy. A room where all dreams and desires are manifested.

My Dearest Elena,
In the world of dreams there is a room adorned with silver and gold and all the most valuable jewels known to man. In the middle of the room is a king size bed with a down feather mattress and pillows made from the feathers of a dove. The bed is made with the finest silk sheets the color of a dark red rose and the pillows are as white as fresh fallen snow. Each pillow is engraved with the purest gold thread one says Cash the other says Elena. I placed the loveliest rose from the garden of love upon Elena’s pillow and the rose opened wide to show the beautiful face of lovely Elena and God whispered to me that she is your goddess your queen.

In the world of dreams leading through the cut glass doors from the glorious room there is a balcony patio landscaped with all of natures most beautiful plants and flowering vines. It overlooks the valleys where the rivers flow and the waterfalls weep down into swirling pools of glory. You can view the sunset on the far arisen as it colors the sky with flaming shades of fiery hues. Far below you can see a large park with giant trees reaching up to where you are standing holding out their branches like loving arms to envelope you in safety and comfort.

If you close your eyes and relax in the atmosphere of your imagination you can hear your favorite music in magnificent rhapsodies of romantic splendor. We can dance all night holding each other and transfer our inner feelings as we look deeply into each others eyes. There is no place anywhere like this on the planet earth or anywhere in the galaxy. This is a world of dreams for only Cash and Elena.

I love you my dearest Elena… In our dream world you are mine and I am yours… We can love and lust each other and never miss a magical moment… Our minds, our bodies and our spirits are tied together bonding us forever in a fantasy that only you and I can share. May God be with you forever and may he show you my unconditional love,

Big Daddy Cash

Monday, July 19, 2010


LOVERS LULLABY by Julie Ann Cottingham

Silent now, be silent
Let this lullaby begin
As words become irrelevant
Distant voices calmed within
Silently, come closer
Let the touch become our words
Gently as we fall in love
Distant voices can't be heard
Quietly, a kind of hush
The still and charismatic night
Closer, coming closer
Distant voices, distant light
Silent now, be silent
As music plays in time
The lullaby of lovers
And I have lost my mind
No one else can see us
There's no one else around
Do you see them as they fade away
Distant voices, distant sounds
Until there echo's memory
Succumbs to hidden depths
Hush, I think they've gone now
And we alone are left


Stamped Impression by wendy joy brady

The seal of approval
Is all yours
Attached, it is your guarantee
Of authenticity

One can't open without
Owner's complete knowledge
You stamp your impression
Serving as a symbol of love

What a gem to preserve
A gift representing, the time and date
Evidential fit, mystique
Looks quite prophetic

Enclosed tight
Given, under my hand of light
Authority to confirm
The confession

A secret so enclosed
Can't be stipulated or implied
Just confidentially denied
The great privy received

Looking at the death genius's face
Final proof of devotion
Bound to a secret location
Where the seal will never be broken

Sunday, July 18, 2010

The God Source Is Within You

Open your mind to the Oneness of God and to the profound abilities of the human mind. For in God there lies a secret passageway to the mind, through opening up to eternal, external thought coming from within and without, accepting the super conscious mind source.

Accepting the God spirit within you allows your thoughts to be limitless. The totality of the God source is you in perfection for in life there is no death, only a crossing over to the world from whence we came. Where our thoughts crystalize and the imagination manifests that which it seeks. Where your thoughts for tomorrow, are in existence in the here and now. Time no longer has its boundaries either in the mind or in life itself. The totality of the God source is you in perfection.

I would say to you to take life easy day to day. If that is too difficult, live for the moment. That is all that matters, what is happening in this time and space. All of your worries and fears will be allayed if you will believe in you. For today is such a small spectrum of your time which builds upon all other experiences in your journey through life. What is important is the love that you give to yourself to complete the circle of unending love given to you from God above.

Open your soul to the full knowledge that all living things are pure energy sent from the Heavens. An energy that is sent with love and devotion to our souls growth.
Expand your mind to accept the many dimensions of changes that you alone can affect in both your life and your loved ones.

Accept the God source within, love your self and let your light shine. Many dimensions consume us with thoughts, emotions and the knowledge that there is more to see than meets the eye. May I leave you with thoughts of the unknown that will enhance your life with the search for eternal knowledge from God and help you to open to the many gifts that the Holy Spirit, your guides and Angels want to impart to you. I leave you with love and blessings for a loving and prosperous life.

written by: Tamara Lesley
Novel: A Chosen Journey can be found at:

Friday, July 16, 2010


This is what I sincerely believe and for no other reason then Love I want you to listen to me. I believe in what's solid and firm something that's not a mystery and is easy to confirm. I believe in Love. I'm not sure that the Holy Bible was written under the influence of God and I don't know for sure that from here there's a here after. There's one thing for sure that I do know and that's the power of Love and how it can grow. Hate, disagreement, and turmoil are a few of the things that cause war and distruction. Where as true Love given is the quickest way to peace and serenity. Whether God sits somewhere above us on his throne to guide and direct us is still a mystery to me. I know for sure that if the foundation of our life is fortified with Love we will have a great destiny. There's a God in my heart and I call my God Love and my God's as strong and as powerful as anything that comes from above. Love is not something that you need blind faith just to know that it's there if you open your eyes you'll see it everywhere. I believe in LOVE and that's what I wanted to share. You can have some of my LOVE it's from Big Daddy Cash." I really care."

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


Here I am again in the quite of my own space. Sitting in front of my computer reminiscing, thinking about my life and the struggle to get to its destination and end my lives journey. Certain events are painted in color and easy for me to see. My mind travels to places that I wish I’d never been yet touches on the things I learned from these experiences. I’ve seen the darkest of dark and the brightest of light. So here I sit just thinking about all the different stories I can tell.
When it is quiet and I’m all alone my thoughts come to me in bits and pieces like the parts of a puzzle. They challenge me to put them together. Putting together the pieces that picture a lifetime of memories in the spur of the moment and the moment is now. My thoughts are like the kindling that kindles a fire with burning emotions.
I can see by my trips into the past how I never followed tradition, I’m an individual of quick decision at least I have been the bulk of my life. I don’t keep a straight course on the highway of life I take the byways and side roads that lead to new places some that I should have detoured around but once taken must be experienced. Life is only a mystery if you let it be. The decisions I’ve made have led me to the places I’ve been.
I may think of something I did yesterday, last week, last month or many years ago. I think about the bad things I’ve done, the people I’ve hurt and the hate that shouldn’t have been. I think about the ladies I’ve lusted for and the one night stands and the occasional affairs. I think about my accomplishments and my failures. I think about my dreams and my desires. All these thoughts flash by in fleeting moments. I can visualize every lifetime event, feel it, taste it, and smell it. All of this when I reminisce.
Breaking all barriers, taking all challenges, sifting all dreams, I look and I listen, I feel and I smell all this in an instance with a knowledge of truth. My keyboard cries out and my fingers scurry typing out stories that fill my imagination. I think of my mother and her life unfolds before me. My father steps up on the pedestal beckoning me with open arms. Am I losing my mind or are these the thoughts of a writer? Am I on the verge of a literary masterpiece?
Just for an instance I slipped away in a dream now I’m back in all reality. My mind is like a machine picking up thoughts and transforming them into virtually anything with a comprehensive view of the global intrinsic blueprints. Again I look and I see but this time I’m not dreaming. Nowhere is knowledge greater then on the pages of my computer. Through the eyes of my monitor searching, researching, measuring and analyzing learning from the almost forgotten minds focusing on what people think scoping the planet.
Oh Mr. Egocentricity, look at you, you’re the center attraction but you live in your own little world where there is no vision, nowhere to expand your mind. Your thoughts are all encompassed in a restricted area. Where as I am my own altruistic self with a burning desire to set the world on fire. I want to help people, teach people and learn from people. I want people to enjoy what I write as well as learn from what I write.
I just wanted you to know these things Mr. Egocentricity that’s why I’m sending this letter.
Regards, Big Daddy Cash

Saturday, July 10, 2010


I call this picture Pegasee it represents my first mini site on the internet. Through the eyes of Pegasee you can witness the birth of a writer. My poems and short stories prior to the year 2005. Click on Pegasee and enjoy what I have written for what I have written I have written just for you.
You may get error 404 but just wait a few seconds the page will pop up.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Campaign Number One


I have yet to promote my videos on You Tube
I guess because when I see them I feel like a boob.
Anyway it’s time to check my ego and advertize
Let people see me grow from the weak to the wise

A poet friend of mine by the name of John Tucker
Got a hold of me one day right after my supper.
He said Big Daddy it’s time to considered video construction.
I laughed and replied, me on video, my stuff in production.

My dear friend John you must be out of your mind.
Not only are you nuts, my friend you got to be blind.
My ugly puss on camera would just drive people away.
Besides my recitals will crumble and I’ll get buried in clay.

Well John started me thinking so I decided to give it a try.
At first my videos were so bad I wanted to crawl in a hole and die.
However I’m not a quitter so with pure guts I kept up the endeavor.
Now I’ve made hundreds, mostly bad, but some are damn clever.

The clever ones need a chance so promotion is my plan I hope not in vain.
I’ll make this recital of mine the beginning of an audio and video campaign
I’ve got new ideas to make things better and I’ll try to fit my words to the letter.

So watch the good and the bad and help me make my recitals a whole lot better.

Please Listen to The Audio

Wednesday, July 7, 2010


I am called Almighty Cash keeper of the skies. They call me a Bald Eagle but I'm far from Bald. I have a pure white crown made up of over 200 feathers. When I soar through the skies I spread my wings a full seven feet. My beak is large with razor sharp edges an a hook at its tip. I proudly stand almost a yard high and weigh close to 14 lbs. And my sight is so sharp that I can spot tiny creatures on earth from high in the sky. It is my distinct pleasure to be honored as America's symbol for freedom. I have written a truly unique story about me called The Magnificent King of The Sky.

Hello Friends, My name is Cash The Almighty and I'm here in all my grand glory to tell you a story. If that line makes it sound like I have an inflated ego then I've made my point. I'm a mighty bald eagle and proud to be what I am, I stand for freedom and courage all over the world and in America they've made me their national symbol. Now that I've given myself a pat on the back I'll start my story. I'll take you back twenty years to the time when Big Daddy Cash found me in the wilderness torn and tattered and almost dead. Thank God for Cash and his son. If it were not for them I wouldn't be here to write this story. You see, I was young and fearless and threw caution to the wind. All things were new and exciting and I had to explore everything. Curiosity took me too close to a hungry mountain lion and he was on me so fast that I had no time to defend myself. As luck would have it Cash and his son were just rounding a bend where all this took place and the lion, who was more afraid of humans then he was hungry for me, took off running. I was hurt real bad and just on the edge of consciousness but I can remember, as Cash picked me up, turning my head to look into his eyes, somehow I knew that I was in good hands. When I regained consciousness the first thing I heard was.. "Cash, the humane thing to do is to put that poor bird out of its misery" and Big Daddy replied " I can't do that, this bird's going to fly again, mark my words." For the next year Big Daddy nursed me day and night giving me all the love and care that he had to give. Finally after a little over a year Big Daddy said. "Come on Big Fella It's time for you to fly. Just remember you can do it if you have the will and the courage to try." He took me way up high in the mountains above a place called Granite Canyon. The last thing he said to me was "I love you and I'll miss you but it's time for you to go back where you belong. So I'll give you the name. Cash The Almighty. keeper of the sky. God be with you! Goodbye."

Several years have past bye since that fateful day but I'll remember Big Daddy Cash and the wonderful things that he taught me for as long as I live. Cash once told me that I could be anything that I wanted to be, do anything that I wanted to do and have anything that I wanted to have all I needed was the courage to try. I apply this thought to all things that I do and it's brought me greatness and made me the true keeper of the sky as well as all things below.

Remember this as I proudly soar through the sky I'm keeping my eye on you.
There are millions of stories waiting to be told, with the enormous opportunities opened by internet technology why not tell yours. No education or experience necessary, people will listen. YOU DID!


“Good Morning America, This is your host Mr. Big Daddy Cash with a special edition of Round Table. This morning it’s my pleasure to welcome two of America’s greatest stars. The King of Hollywood Mr. Clark Gable and The Personification of Masculinity Mr. John Wayne. My co host is Patricia Parker the distinguished author of ‘Satire on Fire’, book of the year and winner of the Global Award. You don’t want to miss anything this morning so be sure to come back after the commercial.

(Cut…Run the commercial)

Welcome back to Good Morning America it’s time to meet our first quest Mr. Gable.

Cash; “Good morning Mr. Gable if you don’t mind our audience has submitted a few questions and they’d like to hear your replies but first let me introduce you to this weeks co host Patricia Parker.”

Pat; “Good morning Clark your movie Gone With the Wind has been the hallmark of my life. I’m so happy I get to be your co host, forgive me for staring I can’t help but noticing what a handsome devil you are.”

Clark; “Ha, ha, with those kinds of compliments I’ll answer all your questions with a smile. I must say, you’re not to shabby either, my lady.”

Cash; “Okay you two, this is not the Dating Game. Clark I understand that you and the Duke are starring in a new movie called ‘Way up Yonder’ would you kindly let us know what it’s all about?”

Clark; “I’d rather flirt with Pat but I guess I’m here to answer your questions. The movie is about the almost forgotten actors and actresses that live in a mansion on the other side of the Pearly Gates.”

Cash; “Excuse me Clark; we have to pause for a commercial.”

(Cut…Run the commercial)

Cash; “Without further a due let’s bring John Wayne in to join us in the interview.”

Patricia greets John at the stage entrance and walks arm and arm across the stage to the interview round table. He’s a giant of a man who gives off the impression of a man of action, his distinctive voice, walk and height set him apart from the average actor. With a captive smile and a hearty handshake he introduces himself as the Duke speaking directly to me;

Duke; “Howdy Pilgrim, this must be Good Morning America glad to join ya all.”

At that we all had a good laugh then I continued with the interview;

Cash; “John, when you called me pilgrim it brought back memories of one of my favorite movies, McLintock. Do you remember what you said just before you knocked Leo off the hillside?”

Duke; “Sure do Pilgrim…‘I haven't lost my temper in 40 years; but, Pilgrim, you caused a lot of trouble this morning; might have got somebody killed; and somebody oughta belt you in the mouth. But I won't. I won't. The hell I won't!"

Clark; “Loved that one Duke, you’re what I call an actors, actor.”

Cash; “Tell me more about ‘Way up Yonder’, you start Duke and Clark you add whatever.”

Pat; Oh please do, Wow, with so many handsome guys around me I feel like I’m in the mansion up yonder.”

Duke; Well, I might mention the stars, greats like Maureen O'Hara, Vivien Leigh, Olivia Mary de Havilland, Jane Russell, Marilyn Monroe, Anthony Quinn, Bing Crosby, Bob Hope Dorothy Lamour, Joan Fontaine, Roy Rogers and Tom Mix. There are so many I can’t name them all, it would take up your whole show.”

Clark; “The movie is a continuation from life on earth through the Pearly Gates to heaven. All the pleasures, adventures and excitements experienced, the songs of Elvis Presley, all the great classics, dancers and great achievers in all forms of art, nothing is left out of this movie.”

Pat; “I’m dying to see it!”

Clark; “Well Patricia that’s exactly what you'll have to do if you want to see it.”

Cash; “Time is are enemy and we’ve run out of it, we’ll have to do this again, another time and another place.

This is Good Morning America signing off, see you again next week same time and same station.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Building My Castle with Words

Building My Castle with Words of Wisdom While Reminiscing Through the Night

Reminiscing is a tool that I use quite often to set my mind free. I like to do it in the middle of the night when I'm all alone at my computer. It has brought me strength and renewed the goals I once had. It has helped me tremendously and I know it can help you. Set aside a time when you feel at ease (At least once a week). If it does nothing else it will bring you countless hours of peace, relaxation, and joy.

Reminiscence refers to recollections of memories from the past. It is familiar to us all and can be utilized for the benefit of others. For people who are afflicted with the disease of self denial encouraging the act of reminiscence can be highly beneficial to their inner self and their interpersonal skills. Reminiscence involves exchanging memories with the old and young, friends and relatives, with caregivers and professionals, passing on information, wisdom and skills. It is about giving the person in need a sense of value, importance, belonging, power and peace. We all use it to cope in times of stress, such as mourning, it can also help reduce injury to our self image and it can create a feeling of intimacy and give special meaning to contact time with others.

I love to write poetry and short stories. I'm encouraged by events of the past, these special events are brought to me when I reminisce. I love the magic of words and they give me a sense of power when I write. However through reminiscence you establishing identity with or without words and it's a good example of how we have to adapt, giving a valuable opportunity to acquire and use new skills of communication.

I can better explain how reminiscence works through the words of one of my poems;

As I sit here alone staring down at my keyboard
searching my mind for those magical words.
I look at the past and reminisce about all the good
things and good times that I’ve had.
I remember the time when the best was all mine.
My future was set and my goals were defined,
And everything was all going my way.. Everything
that I had seemed solid. .Every thing in my life seemed
so pure. I stare at my monitor and watch all of the
yesteryears fly bye. I look over at my printer and ask
myself why. Why oh why did these things pass me bye..
I miss my sweet spouse and the kids running round the
house. I miss my Blue Spruce and the yard that I groomed.
I miss the Bar B Q that I built and the family parties we had.
I miss it all, and my heart fills with tears as I think of
those years and the wonderful life I once had.
Then I say to myself "STOP" your life’s not over yet,
make the best of what you have left. You’ve got friends
galore and so many things to be thankful for. Your wiser
now so share what you know and give help to those
full of need. Show love and compassion to all of your
friends and to all others as well. Let your heart swell with
joy and get rid of those tears. There’s no room in your life
to feel sorry for yourself and the best in life is still yours. So
even though you felt lost now you’ve been found and it’s
time to set yourself free.

Monday, July 5, 2010


“Set ‘Em up Joe and Play Walking the Floor”
‘I need a shoulder to cry on’
I’m lonesome but I’m happy, I’m rich but I’m broke, I’m just a carefree range riding drifting cowpoke. I’ve been looking for a home on the range, where the cattle roam and the cowboys call home. I had a gal in San Antone that I loved to pieces but she was a two timing woman with a mind of her own. Anyway I understand that she’s somewhere out on the range looking for a cowboy to cow tie and brand. I’m glad to be just a carefree range riding drifting cowpoke, I’d hate to be the cowboy that two timing lady is looking for.
I remember, not long ago, dancing the last waltz with Melinda. We were in a little café, the music was in harmony with the mood, and Melinda and I became lovers. Oh what a magnificent woman she was. I loved her dearly but like quicksilver she slipped right through my fingers and left me with a cold broken heart. Why is it that whenever I fall for a woman I end up breaking the rules, slipping around, looking for hidden places, just to hug and kiss her.
I lost a lovely filly last week, that really hurt my feelings, her hair was red and her eyes were blue and she said she came straight from Kalamazoo, now here was a lady. What a Lady! She broke my heart in so many pieces that it will never be put back together again.
“Set them up Joe, I’m just getting started...fix me a scotch on the rocks and forget the rocks, make it a double.”
The juke box is a playing, I punched all the tear jerker’s I know, and I’m crying tear drops in my ears (it don’t sound logical but I heard it on the juke box, tear drops in the ears...Ha,Ha). I’ve heard some sad, sad love songs and they always make me cry but the saddest words I ever heard were when she said goodbye.
Ya know Joe; I’ll be on the plains herding cattle for weeks on end and the cows love me, they never bitch. Why can’t I hang onto a woman? Tell me Joe, is it because I smell like a cow? God knows I bathe enough, I’ve already had my bath this month and I had two baths last month. City folk don’t bathe that much. Do They? I know that some sheep herders mate with their goats, maybe I should date a cow. I mean a four legged one.
Let me tell you about the lady I met in Arkansas, “Get me another double, will ya please Joe?” anyway, this gal from Arkansas was some looker. Her hair hung clear to the floor and it was as orange as a picnic bonfire. Good golly miss molly, she was as wild as a hungry hog in a blizzard. I really thought she loved me but as it was she loved only ladies. Ain’t that something? I never could figure that one out.
“Joe fill this damn glass to the brim and give me a glass of beer as a chaser?”
Tell me Joe do you think I'm self absorbed, am I over reacting, just what in the hell is the matter with me. God I'm glad you are here, you're so easy to talk to. You'll never know how much I needed a shoulder to cry on. This guy next to me says that love is like a pair of socks that you gotta have two if it's gonna work; ha, ha, if that's true I'm gonna go out and buy a dozen pair, all the ones I have now have holes in them. Two socks with holes will let all the love run through.
Hick!! Where the hells my drink? "Joe where did ya, did you go, I been talking, hick, to myself for the last 15 minutes. Give me one, hick, one for the road, hick, i'm headed out to find the wild women of the west, hiding in the wild windy plains."

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Long Lonely Roads

I’ve walk this long and winding road alone.
I’ve found the side roads and detours on my own.
I’ve had successes and failures I couldn’t share.
Because a mate and lives partner wasn’t there.

I have many friends, of that I can’t complain.
But to have that special one, it’s not the same.
I love my friends and find them good company.
But I’m looking for someone to be part of me.

There’s another lonely road around the bend.
Maybe on this road I’ll find my special friend.
And if I do I’ll gently hold her in my arms.
I’ll kiss her, caress her and tell her of her charms.

Sometimes in the night when I’m lonely and blue.
I hope with all my heart that my fantasies come true.
There’s a passion in me that wants to explode.
And that’s what it’s like on lives long lonely road

Friday, July 2, 2010


Remember me when you write your amazing poetry, I’m the one who lives for its beauty and chemistry.
There is a light shining down through the darkest sky.
The beacon sent to guide me to that garden on high.

Remember me when the warmest breeze kisses your ear,
With your words of mercy and your kind words that cheer.
For where the bird flies and the bell tolls my shadow lies.
It will fall upon you and you’ll see me through divine eyes.

Remember me I’m the mystery that dwells in your heart,
The compelling thoughts and fertile seed of thy poetic art.
For when the robin sings and the little white cloud cries,
The music and the teardrops capture the hope it implies.

Remember me I’m the cool water that refreshes your soul,
The moisture of baptismal waters giving youth to behold.
For convictions are subtle in the whirlpool of tranquility.
Letting peace and happiness enter the world of reality.

Remember me I’m the foundation of all of humanity,
The body and soul of human nature existing in vanity.
For my heart joins the very fibers of true existence.
Letting you bask in the glory of your own persistence.

Remember me I’m the one who loves you.

Truly, forever, through the annals of time.


I tore a couple pages out of my note book and came up with a mingled, mangled, mishmash, in no order, really nonsensical page of writing with no story and very little rhyme. The thought struck me that it might be fun to read something that wouldn’t get your mind involved in anything. So I cleaned it up a little and called it Hodgepodge. You can look at it or skip it; I’m not forcing you to read it.

Never rile a lady wearing cowboy boots and totting a guitar
If she is sweet as sugar and calls you Big Daddy forget it.
She will get you in the end she don’t give a damn who you are

At my age who would have thought that I would place so much value on a little black case. Four years ago a friend of mine asked if I had a computer at home and I replied no that's too fast of a pace. I don't need a gadget to help me get bye but maybe someday out of curiosity I'll give it a try. My friend said you won't believe all the things you can do browse the internet and learn how to fly. So I bought a Micron lap top to see what was so great and found out much more then I could anticipate. The things you can do if you know how to be astronomical and can redirect your destiny and fate. At first I had problems you wouldn't believe and I tried all the repairs that you can conceive. Things like millennium, XP, Front Page, Net World, MSN, Adobe, FTP's and HTLM really had me deceived. As time went on I learn to fix all these things and my computer became the answer to my dreams. I have online businesses, do my banking and pay my bills, and even write stories, poetry, and themes. I learned all these things on my little black box (My Micron) and now my little black box is gone. Just a memory on an empty desk top where it use to be.

I said I'd tell you about my Lady the four legged Queen of Cashes Domain. We all call her our Royal Hind-Ass because no one can let farts better than she can. They are the loudest, the sharpest and the most stinking that can be found anywhere on the planet earth. That's Ladies one claim to fame. She rules this house in fumes of glory. Don't get me wrong she has other unique characteristics. She likes to stay out in the yard longer than the other critters to roll in the snow, the dust and the piles of poop. She likes to hog most of the bed and if she gets the erg she’ll push anyone who gets in her way out on the floor. She likes to have Charley give her a bath by licking her from head to toe. She shows us all her love in a good many ways. She's a one of a kind, she's truly our Lady. How can you not love our lady she is everybody’s Lady.

The love I feel is for all God's world. I know that every living thing is a part of God, and I feel a love deep within for every person, animal, tree and flower, every bird, river and ocean, and for all the creatures in the entire world.

Your fearless leader.
I am Cash Neve and today I have decided to run for the commander and chief of the United States of America. I promise to restore our leadership throughout the world. The United States is the leader in change and I will make changes not only for the world but for all of the American people. I will end all the wars, boost the economy, make jobs available to everyone who is willing to work, lower the taxes and plant a tree in every ones yard. I don’t intend to compete with the present nominees; I plan to eliminate them one by one by exposing their lies and false promises. When it comes time to vote I’ll be the only one left with integrity the one and only choice for a leader that stands for the American Dream. I’m just an ordinary person capable of making extra-ordinary changes. I promise to turn all the pages and open all the doors that will make a secure change that will make the future of America better, brighter and happier. I’ll take the promises made by our fore fathers and march us on to the most powerful citizens since the beginning of time. Elect me and every one of you will live the American Dream.

All my dogs like beef ribs so each day I buy a rack of ribs, six ribs in a rack, a tasty treat. Now here is where the fun begins. Each dog gets a large bone, all the bones are about the same size but that is not good enough for Charley. Charley hides his bone and then watches the other dogs as they chew on their bones. He’ll purposely draw their attention away from the bone and as quick as greased lightning, you guessed it, in a flash Charlie’s got the bone. It takes him less than 10 minutes to snatch and hide all of the bones. He is as slick as a wizard and twice as cunning. However he doesn’t fool me, I know where his hiding places are, so I find the bones and redistribute them and the game starts all over again…I forgot to mention Charley never hides his original bone in the same place he hides the others, he actually hides it where I can’t find it. Since he knows all the tricks when he decides to eat his it’s time to forget about the game he has been playing with me and the others.

This could very well be my demise but I’m Big Daddy Cash and I do things My Way. I was a drunk (None could compare) I sunk to the very bottom and had to live in a world I hated. I was worse than a hobo because I had no dignity, no self esteem and no credibility. I was married to the bottle and our home was mostly in the gutter. There was no room in my life for friends so I didn’t have any. I called my world the Gray World. A world where criminals, alcoholics, drug addicts, thieves, and killers abide. I make no excuses for the life that I led because I’ve moved beyond excuses.

Reminiscing is another tool that I use quite often. I like to do it in the middle of the night when I'm all alone at my computer. It has brought me strength and renewed the goals I once had. It has helped me tremendously and I know it can help you. Set aside a time when you feel at ease (At least once a week). If it does nothing else it will bring you countless hours of peace, relaxation, and joy.

From the moment I saw her, to the moment I met her, to the moment I dated her, to the moment I made love to her, they were all moments to remember. She was, is, and will always be the best of the best things that ever happened to me. I cherish all of the wonderful attributes that make her what she is and will always be.

It has been a long hard day riding across the hot prairie desert. It’s late. I’m worn down to my muddy boots and I smell worse than cow dung. Heyrider, my trusty four legged companion is out of breath and sweating like a stuffed hog. Poor fella he’s about ready to drop.

With a little common sense and a whole lot of faith all things are possible. Somewhere in the Bible there's a scripture that reads; "Be not deceived, God shall not be mocked, for what so ever a man soweth, that he shall also reap.’ And again it tutors, ‘in the furnace of affliction I shall refine thee." There's your answer…

Well that’s a page of my Hodgepodge; I hope I didn’t drive you up a wall. Most of these things turned into stories or poems. Some were even pretty good.