As a child i was taught indirectly
to fear God.
Sunday School teachers would tell tales
of burning in hell and being taken over
for disobeying Gods word.
As a teenager my parents would tell me
about those thrown into the pit
for their sins-
like smoking ..drinking..sexual thoughts
all of which I was guilty of..now and then
funny how neither of them ever attended church.
The more people preached against something…
Added by Michael Johnson on April 15, 2018 at 2:00am — No Comments
When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn.
What path will you choose today?
light or dark
crooked or straight
sandy or rocky..
When you stand at a crossroad
do you care which one you choose
does it really matter?
I like a path that climbs..leads up,
be it desert or mountain pass
climbing up..higher..higher where
only Eagles fly..and snow clings
Sometimes I like the desert
in the early spring.
Wildflowers bloom then,
water holes are full and…
I am posting this as it's important in my view
This one of the few places in America where the result of global Warming is pronounced
and there for all to see..it's still a beautiful park but for those who saw it like I did forty+ years ago they will notice the change.
This was where a bear (don't know the type) while camping at night took off with my sleeping bag
(with me in it) fortunately no harm done-but that was a good down bag. FYI y…
Added by Michael Johnson on March 23, 2018 at 12:51am — No Comments
Заха́рия Си́тчин (in Russian)
Born July 11, 1920
Baku, Azerbaijan SSR
Died October 9, 2010 (aged 90)
New York City, U.S.
Citizenship United States
Education London School of Economics, University of…
BY JOHN KOSTER
Cheyenne and Lakota women also took up arms.
When the Crows sent some 175 warriors to join Brigadier General George Crook on campaign in 1876, one warrior carried no rifle— only a belt knife and a coup stick made of a willow wand. The Crow war party and Shoshone warriors, both U.S. allies against the Lakotas and Cheyennes, covered Crook’s confusion at the June 17, 1876, Battle of the Rosebud and probably staved off outright defeat. The warrior with the willow…Continue
Added by Michael Johnson on March 18, 2018 at 1:59am — No Comments
The White Mans Foot
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In his lodge beside a river,
Close beside a frozen river,
Sat an old man, sad and lonely.
White his hair was as a snow-drift;
Dull and low his fire was burning,
And the old man shook and trembled,
Folded in his Waubewyon,
In his tattered white-skin-wrapper,
Hearing nothing but the tempest
As it roared along the forest,
Seeing nothing but the snow-storm,
As it whirled and…
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"My Cowboy's Last Ride"
The cowboy's lady is cryin' tonight cause the cowboy is out on the range
Runnin' and ramblin' and chasin' some stray and good cowboys don't ever change
I tried to hold him in the home corral but the grasses were greener outside
So I'm gonna sit here in front of this door
And I've loaded up my cowboy's fourty-four
When the smoke clears there'll be a new brand on his eyes
This is my cowboy's last ride
Oh I hate to see him go but…
Added by Michael Johnson on March 12, 2018 at 8:12am — No Comments
There was a time when I could
only spit once..wait.. build up
and spit again.
Over time I was improved
so as faster..faster
spitting came..the world knew my name.
In war I flourished..peacetime too
my spitting now a stream
controled by men and women
I have no conscience no remorse
I am but wood and steel.
Controled by man
Condemned by man
I spit on rich and poor
Many years ago I was a life member of the N.R.A. and proud of it but for a long time now that membership has been canceled due to their stance on assault weapons..full auto or semi auto and all of the clones thereof.
In war I've used a M14 and M16 both in Vietnam for killing human beings (though I didn't think of them as such at the time)
along with other weapons of war. Upon my return the only weapon I purchased was a .45 Colt 1911 At no time have I ever wished to own an assault…
Added by Michael Johnson on February 15, 2018 at 12:00am — No Comments
American Indians have a rich heritage of belief in powers beyond the five senses. This heritage of visions and prophecy is typified by a story told by Mathew King, a tradi-tionalist spokesman for the Lakota people. (“Don’t call us Sioux, that’s the White Man’s name for us.”) According to King, he once went up on a mountain and prayed to God for a cure for diabetes. He reported:
And while I was there, somebody said, “Turn
around!” So I turned around and there was the…Continue
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When I was between 6 & 12
my hero's were Cecil & Beanie,
Rin Tin Tin Roy & Dale
and Nellie Bell the Jeep.
From 12 to early teens it was
Babe Ruth & Sandy Koufax,
the Cop on his beat,Eisenhower
Audie Murphy & Chuck Yeager
Then came the sixties
and the end of innocence
I lost more than my virginity
more than country,
more than trust.
I lost myself.
Where now the hero's
some like myself set…
Today has been one of those days that have made me search out what ever it was I did that po'd the Creator to the extant that he blessed me with shoulder pain (bursites) whole body pain..chills etc. etc.
Pardon me but I think i'll take a day or two off and just feel sorry for myself!
I know..I know that there's thousands of people worse off than me and it's the "giving " season and all that...but...well...BAAH HUMBUG!!!..
Added by Michael Johnson on December 6, 2017 at 10:55pm — No Comments
THE SUBMARINER’S PRAYER
O Father, Hear our prayer to thee
For your humble servants
Beneath the sea
In the depths of oceans, as oft they stray
So far from night, so far from day
We would ask your guiding light to glow
To make their journey safe below
Please oft times grant them patient mind
Then ‘ere the darkness won’t them blind
They seek thy protection from the deep
Please grant them peace when ‘ere they sleep
Added by Michael Johnson on November 23, 2017 at 9:35pm — No Comments
His family released this statement:
“Our father Dennis J. Banks started his journey to the spirit world at 10:10 pm on October 29, 2017.
As he took his last breaths, Minoh sang him four songs for his journey. All the family who were present prayed over him and said our individual goodbyes. Then we proudly sang him the AIM song as his final send off.
Our father will be laid to rest in his home community of Leech Lake, MN. Presiding over traditional services will be Terry…Continue
I've had fame and fortune, women come knock on my door
I've lived to the limit and maybe a little bit more
There are so many stories of how I got out of control
Some say it's a woman, some say it's my troubled soul
I'm like a crazy old solider fightin'a war on my own
Just me and the whiskey and the bottles are ten thousand strong
You'd think I'd give up as many times as I've been hit
But like a crazy old soldier, I just don? t know…
Added by Michael Johnson on October 18, 2017 at 1:30am — No Comments