Avoiding ALL streams at moment,,  so little to add to the fray

Excepting this

Thier playbook is rilly old,  and they have so little imagination,,,,

Live

Laugh

Load

More later (when Im not rushing about chasing FRN’S)

Not usually one for frivolous buys, but I saw this at the local wallyworld and,,,,

onward into the maw of the future,,,,

and to round things out on the Kabuki theater side of things,,,,

Live,  laugh, load!!!

Flat worn out when I laid down last night, dropped into Lucidity without a blink.  

Piano music; that was the take-way that is  still lingering.  Couldn’t for the life of me try to write it out in notation, but the it was throughout the night, including the ‘visions’,,,  One vision in particular was predominant: A stone tablet, LARGE stone tablet, say full sized pickup truck size, stood on end.   Words inscribed on the surface, but when you tried to focus on them, they scattered like cockroaches and went all blurry.   What it said, not a clue…  My mind wandered over what it meant this morning and one thought was “that was my headstone and it hasn’t been written yet”  but that thought was pushed aside for another, stronger and likely more ‘outside’ influence of “Things are coming to a crux, and that stone will be found when things have reached terminus.”

And this morning I went over to Francis’ place to read THIS   and without permission, I’m gonna pull a quote from it.

     “Not a particularly religious person” covers a whole lot of people: by my lights, just about everyone not in Holy Orders (and quite a few subject to them). But that’s to the side.

I’ve never been one of those ‘particularly religious’ peoples.   In fact, I think that the majority of ‘organized’ religions have been hijacked by power mongers and the messages distorted for control of the masses.   That both the Jew and the Catholic faiths ‘DROPPED’ entire sections of thier writings and claimed it was under the authority of God, says something, especially when you find copies of those removed items and study them.     Heck, even the opening chapters of the Koran are mirrors (despite translation errors) of the opening of the Bible.   That was the basis of TRumps “Abraham Accords” : that there was a common ground between the tribes and peace should be grounded in THAT.

Now as for  Jesus,,, I fought and fought with that whole thing for years.   Mostly because of twists in words over two thousand years.  There are NO RECORDS of Roman origin for a “JESUS”,,,,   but there are tax records (census records, and others) of a “YEASHUAH” .Not new informaton, but new to ME, and it answered many other questions I had.    And there were the letters from Pontius and his wife (and they used the name Yeashuah, not Jesus.)  that were accounts of that time period.    I see now why the zeal of the middle ages was so stong: they had more ‘newer’ information and it hadn’t been hijacked as strongly, nor were the sites buried under decades and decades of urban sprawl and war.

WHAT I believe, is irrelevant to this post.   Do I think Jesus was a ‘nice guy’ or ‘son of God’?    doesn’t matter much, does it?   As Francis points out, “The thing to remember about smart people is that you mustn’t preach to them. You mustn’t press your case on them, no matter how important you believe your message to be. They react badly to it.”

You believe as you believe, I’ll believe as I believe.

Just don’t go trying to force your shit on me at sword point, or gun point (Gives hairy eyeball to Islam and its ilk!)(Side note, I do not beleive the Crusades were ‘trying to convert’, but defending themselves from a very dangerous foe, and taking that ‘defense’ to the offensive because sometimes, thats the only way to ‘make sure’.)

Back to my lucidity for a moment: Big stone, weird face that you can’t read,,,   Was it a vision of future event, or just a subconcious depiction that the future has yet to be written?   I’m gonna go wtih that last one as it bears better to Occams Razor.   Hell, it may be my tombstone that I saw, and that DEFINITELY has not been written yet: LOL.

I can only hope, that this future does not hold the demise of Humanity, and that the stone I saw was the tombstone of us all.

We have too many ‘groups’ that seem very determined to run flat out down that road.  All in the quest for control and power.    Thats an insanity that I would love to see eliminated from our species,,,  

Go see Buhhda, Go see Yeashuah,    They would agree with me that such are a scourge to our species.  (and I do not believe Yeashuah would look kindly on what has happened to his teachings since his ascension.   JUST MY OPINION,,,)

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No intention of this being a downer post, I actually woke with a light heart from my dreaming.   ( I think my mother was the one playiing that piano,,,  Not sure, but there were some odd notes, almost boogie woogie style, that were her ‘signature’,,,, then again, it could have been memories of her playing and my subconcious pulling out old memory files to work with,,,,)  A light heart, not ‘impending doom’.   A lot of people are putting a spin on the upcoming DNC mess in Chicago as being a shit-storm kick off.    I think our shit-storm as kicked off in 2008 and this is just another wave of deluge to come before the tsunami wave hits.   When that is???   Soon,,,  Thats all I can say, and from which direction, Only God knows.

Keep on livin’

keep laughin’ to wake the dead, rattle the window panes and scare the angels blue.

and keep loading those damned shelves and magazines like the hoards of zombies were outside the walls (our enemies are already inside the walls, so’sssss)

There is a point where I should have crossed,  but didn’t recognize where I was,  so added another mile or so to my trip.   Its that big loop where the lines seriously diverge.

I was getting quite tired at that point,,, Still holding steady speed of nearly 4mph,,,   That during hard winds from the south-west, and good sized swell action going on.   Some of them easily took the front deck under water to the cockpit.  That slows a body down a bit, and makes for more work to get back up to speed.

But damn were they fun!!!

Looking at the track, there is one area where the line is orange.   I had picked up a passenger and she was dragging me down big time (seeing how she was still in the water holding onto my back toggle: TONS of drag on my poor upper body,,,)    She had fallen off the tow-able float and the driver didn’t notice at first,,,  I was right nearby when it happened, so I swung over and had her grab on while I towed her to the boat that had finally came to a stop.    It was about this time where I took my wrong turn,,,,

I started realizing I took a wrong turn when the waves started dying down.   I knew I had exited the main channel at that point, and I didn’t have my chart with me and the phone was tucked up in my PFD (can’t read it in that light anyways, even with the backlight maxed.)  It was as I rounded a point and saw a little finger of land I had been on before that I started making that turn to cross back over and make the trek BACK to the main channel.

And when I hit it, the wave action was even more energetic.   No complaints, I have my sea legs back, but paddling ‘uphill’ can be a challenge, and there were a few times where that was exactly how it felt.

that last slog across the bay to the boat ramp, there is a loopy in the middle.    I dropped my waterbottle and had to hook back around to retrieve it.

Lady at the ramp had sat there and watched me cross the whole way.   She said I must have ‘brass balls to get in that dinky boat in those waves’…

Funny, when they are hitting like that, they don’t phase me at all; just another day at the office, keep paddlin’.  I worry more about getting ran over by some drunken fool boat operater than I do the waves.   (and part of why I leave the water before the late afternoon/evening hits,,, the alky-haul usually starts getting hit heavy then,,,, )   BUT, that crossing did me in,,, I had to sit on the backdeck and get my strength back before I even contemplated getting Buffalo and getting all that gear up to the truck from the water.

I’m getting stronger,,, and slowly getting some stamina back, but its harder to do when I only really go out once a week.   I could probably hold a lower speed and do it all day long, but my muscle memory keeps kicking in and I paddle like a metronome: don’t even think about it, just keep going.   I don’t even think about sweep strokes or bracing strokes or any of that while out there; its all on automatic now.   Still, it takes energy and that runs down with time.  

Gonna say it: Mark Ervin was a danged machine to be able to paddle 10000km in a year.   30 to 40 miles a day,,,   Try it just once and you will see just how much it takes to do a third of that.   wow.

Time for a shower, eats and feeds of the kittehs.   Then dawgums is gonna wanna walkie to leave badCuz a gifty,,, (evil smirk)  

Keep on livin’, laughin’ and loadin’

Well, as official as my accounting goes,,

I did the last section of Laurel Lake I had not paddled before.  I have now, ‘circumnavigated’ the whole danged lake.

This was my lunch stop a year ago, revisited today.  Even better this year since a wildfire had destroyed all the underbrush late last year.  I got a little sooty checking out the inner grove,  but its so much nicer without fighting the briars. And another hella nice campsite,,,

I made a quick stoppy at the Marina, grabbed a soda, and headed to where I am currently at.   And seen the biggest damned floating mansion for a lake this size,,,,

Two storied with a party deck uptop,,,  I leave my thoughts of practicality/utility aside,,, 

More later,,, gonna pitch camp n stay a bit, head back later

Made it home a bit on the late side tonight: Paid Day so had the bank run and what not,,, stopped in at Da’s,,, he’s grumpy because of the heat and not wanting to be out in it.  Shit makes him sleepy, then he can’t sleep when he wants to,,,, Yah, y’all know the deal.   I told him, ‘get the fourwheeler out, the breeze while riding will keep you cool and you can go see things other than hours of Utoobies,,,,”   Will he? who knows,,, 

The days are getting shorter, the year is on the roll out, my reading spells are getting longer, and I can sense a downturn in working hours coming soon.  I could be wrong: currently we are slightly over-extended and my duties are getting spread all over the damned place.   I am neither a god nor an electron: I can’t be in two places at the same time.   Luckily, I have been able to train a guy or two in things that I have been the sole resource on.   Nothing spectacular: running a core drill for concrete.   One of current contracts has us drilling holes for the posts,,,, about 300 holes and counting.   This is NOT a fast process,,,  Today I supervised the two guys doing ‘my job’ after bossman and Son had spent the ducks on a second core drill and bit.    They did good, and my corrections were growing thinner as the day wore on.   EVEN SO, the two running guns all day only accomplished 18 holes.   YES, its a slow process due to the nature of the materials and NOT wanting to break gear.  I may have one more day playing baby-sitter with them, maybe, maybe not.  Will see.

With the turn of the world on its axis, shortened days that only get shorter (for awhile) I started thinking about what I should carry for Kayaking on the weekends.    I am calling it my FourS-T pack : “Shit sucks so Sit Tight” pack.    Nothing outrageous, just a shelter and ammenities, some food for a day or two, and my usual EDC survival stuff.  and of course, some warmer wear for when things go all sideways as they did last year and I almost went down with hypothermia.   Paying attention to weather is essential and sudden drops in temps with chilling rains are bad news.   I wouldn’t have needed the SSSST, then,  but what if I am on one of my longer play days and things go the same direction?   Yeah: shelter in place, get dry and warm and wait it out.    

When the weather gets to the point that the highs are around 40-lo 50’s,,, then the dry suit will come into play, but not before.  A dry top is plenty in most instances (until the water gets below 50 and stays there.  Rule 1: Dress for immersion)  and even overkill most times of the year here.  A good wetsuit, either full or in peices, works well for me.   The drytop is added insurance,

and the Drysuit is more for when playing on moving waters with Brudda B n friends, which may or may not be a thing,, that depends a lot on weather (Rain chasing,,,) and other factors far out of my control(like travel times to X and warning times).   OR, it would be for getting out on some coastal area during the winter seasons,,,,   Thats a future goal, not an immediate aspiration.

About that winter kayaking thing,,,, I get pestered all the time about how crazy I am to get out when its chill,,,    And yet, those are some of my better memories of kayaking.  The most peaceful for certain.   less boats to add noise, just enough to keep the water moving around some.  Not so hot you want to stop at every hint of shade.     The only thing I dislike is the bare branches of sleeping trees.   They give me that melancholy feeling, which is fine, but can be overpowering some days.   The trees go barren, and I start the search for signs of life to hint at on-coming spring.

cycles on cycles on cycles.   Thats LIFE,,, a time to reap, a time to sow,,,,  

I need more time on water, time before the winds of November start to blow and chill my bones and spirit.  

and the weekend is almost upon me,,,,

LIve

laugh

load  

Dunno who, Exactly, but there are people in this world that NEED to heed this.

back with more laters,,,

Livin’, laughin’, loadin’