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The Two Country Houses


In the first house all the kids did stay home, no one is being throb or offended. The resources stay at home.

There is a nice garden, a clean brook with unblemished bridge and good roads. Unemployment is not known, our earnings are returned for betterment of the land and the country. And, yes we live in unity! - - -


In this house no quarrel is known, but sharing and caring is well established. Yes and freedom we surely also have, but with that comes responsibility to see to the wellbeing of all.


The garden has many nice trees, sweet smelling flowers, diverse birds and bees.


In our house no one is supreme, so we can yield and that is our shield. Here we have time to live according to the plan of the supreme!
The house is in order, well built, insulated, and it has solar panels. The architecture is decorated with crafted iron and nice whole wood.
In this place the family can confer and can govern, influence from the outside is none; it is the family which counts. We can guard our space and place and we don't lose our face. And if we need to make an announcement, then they are facts and honest words. Then we go to work in field, garden, and the house and around. Yes; we produce tangible products and perfect goods and give thanks to the supreme!


The garden has a well built fence and unassailable gates.


In our home we can forgive; revenge we do not know, nor do we puff or sniff the stuff...


The family is happy and secure; plenty of good, healthy things to eat and clean air to breed.


In our land there is no smoke of powder, there is no guilt of none needed war.


The finances are in order, to hardly anyone do we owe, we pay the bills on time, and we are not enslaved. Financial leverage is distaste for us; we don't go in the ditch. We spend money for what we need, to plant and construct in our land; and such is the house aspire. And if we must borrow money, than such is scant and we handle such in honesty. No created bubble via deception, no noise needed to point the finger and no one must then hold the bag. In addition, in this house we run a true balance sheet, and that is why we can have a functioning house…

In this place there is no greed and speculate do we not, but we can shine with harmony and be greeted with content.


The outcome in this house is burgeon, prosperity, gladness, health and accomplishment.

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In the second house many of the kids are sent to the fields of turmoil and foreign civil conflicts to throb and offend. The resources are squandered.


There is no nice garden; no clean brook, nevertheless, derelict bridges and rough roads are abounded. Unemployment is rampant, we must hold the workers in check, and otherwise we cannot make huge paper profits. Who cares about the country? And, yes we live in disarray!


In this house quarrel is the norm, but caring and sharing is despised. Yes and freedom we surely also want, so we can do as I please, then oh, it is not my responsibility; I am not my brother’s keeper!


The garden has burnt up trees, sweet smelling flowers are at lack and birds are but one and bees are none.


In our house everyone is supreme; we don't yield and ignore the shield. Here the rat race is the rule; the power of the rebel!


The house is out of order, shabby built, no insulation and no clean energy use. The architecture is not decorated with crafted iron, not with whole wood, but fake the panels are.


In this place we argue, we are stuck and can no longer govern, but influence from the outside does interfere, not family but the lobby buys law and means. We don't guard our place and space, but go abroad and lose our face. And announcements are hyped with lying words. We don't go to work in field, garden, and the house and around. Yes; we produce devises and much of destruction and do adulation.


The garden has a fence, but is full of holes and the gate is tangling and ajar.


In this home we won’t forgive, but revenge is the daily norm, we desire the puff, the sniff, then such will do the stitch and bring in the cash.


The family is not happy and vastly insecure; we offer fabricated junk food to eat, and foul air is all around.


In our land we make instruments of smoke, and there is guilt about none needed war.


The finances are out of order, to everyone we owe, we cannot pay the bills when due and we are subjugated. Financial leverage we glory, that makes us rich – should I say will put you in the ditch? We spend money for things we don't need; we do not plant and construct in our land and such is the house desire. And borrow we do as if there is no tomorrow, masterminding bubbles and handle this with deception. Then, and with great noise we simply point the finger, while others can now hold the bag. In addition, in this house we run a finagled balance sheet, and that is why we have the none-functioning house…


In this place greed is in our street, and speculates we do know how, the shine of distrust, the greetings in disgust.


The outcome of this house is dwindle, ruin, sadness, sickness, thus accomplishing nothing.


Rudy – I like to live in the house number one! 10/26/2009


May Congress and the Senate take heed?
 

 

The Bridge

And then came the day where we needed a bridge.

So the Architect did design a Bridge for the People. He then gave the plan to the chief engineer, the craftsmen the townsfolk and any one between. Very many of the Folks did like the plan of the Bridge and decided to build tat Bridge. Also the People could clearly see the benefit to the whole of their community.

So the time came as to set up for the project, crafts people, general labor, and others were hired including a teakettle carrier. The teakettle carrier was not college educated, yes he could hardly figure out five plus four. However his talent given to him was to make the best tea and serve the tea in the most spotlessly clean cups.

So as the days went on, the building of the bridge did commence and the chief engineer made progress inspections. Then he came up to a quarreling group, they were arguing about who was the greatest among them self’s. So the chief engineer made them to stop, He asked the arguers what about the tea being served: did the tea ever taste bad?  Was your cup ever unclean? Then they were astonished, gazing on one and each other and they did not find an answer.

So the chief engineer did give them an explanation and he said, look that is the talent given to the teakettle carrier and he does his job for the benefit of all of us. I am the chief engineer and that is the talent given to me, however because I have received this talent I am obligated to be of help to all of you and therefore I thank every one of you for your contribution to achieve the benefit of the whole.

Then the argument did stop and the workmen went on with their assignment to bring the bridge to its completion.

Still later there was a flood, oh the stream was high, but the towns folks were able to cross the rift in a safe manner. And now there were smiles on their faces as they did cross the bridge, remembering the statement of the chief engineer.

Rudy 05/11/2000

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Patriotic Apple Pie

1 cup of flour from the hard working grain producing Farmers, the true producers

4 eggs from the Henhouse with yard - if you have one

2 tbsp organized Butter from the also hard working and really producing [This with out of a CEO] family dairy Farmer, but they surely know how to churn out the healthy daily needs.

2 pinches of salt from our oceans

1 cup of Cheer and Have sugar, used to come from Hawaii and California

½ dozens of bad apples - cut out the bad parts and recycle to the Hens, [The producers of oblong things, you know what I mean], if you can do this

1 rotten apple, this you need to omit from the recipe so as not to cause infliction to the finished pie

Flavoring Options:

You may add Cinnamon a spice belonging to the aromatic family, or JFK - do not seek what the country can do for you, but see what you can do for the country, a spice belonging to the nobility family, or Oh Boy - who ever is not for us is against us is, a spice belonging to the viper family.

Bake this thing of your selection according to the process – be watchful about the temperature, too much heat could create a meltdown

Invite the Judges to the tasting session and be prepared to the outcome.

All other preparations and fixings apply to the standards of the professional chef

Rudy 07/18/02

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Our Life's

Have you ever thought about our life, not to be sub par?

Do you think what life's about; to seek the goal!

 

Oh; should we live a life of strive and immolation?

Or, should we live a life of peace; and not subjugate!

 

Have you ever thought of a coming end?

Do you think; I can build upon a mend!

 

Oh; should we miss the, seek of life and live, but covet to be par?

Or, should we be wise and not despise the given guide!

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Our life's conduct; will determine the brought goal.

So; seek the way to gain and obtain life and live.

 

Our life; so beset with strive and immolation will not lead to life.

So; abhor strive now, seek tranquility, seek life and live to obligate.

 

Our current life will arrive at an end.

So; find the provided mend with not an end and live.

 

Our given life; does not need the swiping strife or the neighbors bowl.

So; think and choose life and don’t miss the given guide.

 

Rudy

04/16/2007

 

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THE NEED FOR CHANGE

WE OWE THIS TO OUR CHILDREN

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MAY WE EDUCATE TO DEDICATE

WITH DEDICATION MAY WE HOLD

AN OCCUPATION

VALUES TO REACH

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MAY WE EDUCATE TO ELEVATE

WITH ELEVATION MAY WE DIRECT

AN ORGANIZATION

VALUES TO BRIDGE

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MAY WE EDUCATE TO PROMULGATE

WITH PROMULGATION MAY WE PROGRESS

THE COMMUNICATION

VALUES TO TEACH

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MAY WE EDUCATE TO PRESERVE

WITH PRESERVATION MAY WE SUSTAIN

A LIFE’S DOMAIN

VALUES TO CONSERVE

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MAY WE CONSIDER THE EDUCATION

AND NOT TWADDLE

MAY WE DELEGATE THE EDUCATION

AND NOT DEROGATE

MAY WE PRESERVE THE EDUCATION

AND NOT DESOLATE

 Rudy

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- May the Birds now sing -

- In the Air so clean -

- May we enjoy the Train -

- So perfect the train for our Terrain -

Rudy

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LET’S SAVE - CREATE A WAVE

A GALLON A DAY - CAN GO A LONG WAY

TIME SPENT WISE - MAY PRODUCE TWICE

Rudy

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TRANSPORTATION - COMMUNICATION

The stage coach

An approach

The pony expresses

A way it was addressed

An era

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The transcontinental railroad

A new probe

The telegraph

A paragraph

An era

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The interstate

A new mate

The telephone

We got a poem

An era

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HART-BEAT

Today's need

Fiber optic

Today's topic

Energy conserving Rail

Get us out of the Oil Jail

An era

Rudy 1992

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THE Drug Free Farmer

Oh Children, have you heard of farmer hope?

You know, my Children, farmer hope "ain’t" doing any dope!

 

Early in the morning, he will rise, but not in despise.

To, plow, seed, cultivates, ah and waits.

Oh Children, what will then be - the price?

 

So Children just go on and read.

No fear, and surely also there is no greed.

 

Our farmer hope, "ain’t" doing any dope!

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Oh Children, as he works in his field,

Surely, there also must be a yield.

 

As he plows, with his toy and joy,

Oh Children, can you now see there is no ploy?

 

So Children, our farmer hope, will also seed.

Have patience, as you will surely see!

 

Our farmer hope, "ain’t" doing any dope!

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Oh Children, as the day went on,

He found a tree with shade.

A while for rest, do you think, he had it made?

 

The tree was by a pool,

With view of, Mauka - and Makai.

Would you say, that’s really cool.

 

Oh Children, just read on,

Do not moan or even groan.

Our farmer hope, his hope is not in doing dope!

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Oh Children, so, he has plowed his field,

He did seed, my Children, now he is waiting for the yield.

 

He will cultivate, but still,

He needs to wait!

So Children, it’s never all too late.

 

Oh Children, in all his doings he was honest.

He did work, and he was on it.

 

Our farmer hope "ain’t" doing any dope!

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Oh Children, so the time went on,

There was no moan, and any groan.

 

The time, and then, the harvest.

Oh Children, do you now take this to the test?

 

So Children, for farmer hope, the harvest is now the price.

Do you think that is - so wise!

 

Our farmer hope "ain’t" doing any dope.

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Oh Children, a style of life, with out of strife.

A style of life, with out of dope.

A style of life, with hope.

 

A vision, and with no division, as you can do.

Just, as Mauka - and Makai.

What is then now your view? Let’s say, that I can do.

 

Oh Children, there is hope, like for farmer hope.

He ain’t doing any dope!

Our farmer hope, his hope is not in doing dope!

Rudy 1997

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LET US HAVE AN EXPECTATION

LET US BUILD A TRANSPORTATION

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MAY WE PLANT A GARDEN

NO NEED TO HAVE A WARDEN

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LET US HAVE A VISION

AND REDUCE DIVISION

Rudy

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AN ECONOMY

THE TWO FARMERS

Once upon a time, there were two farmers. They both had a harvest and got paid.

The first farmer came home. He then invested the earnings to build a better barn; he improved the machine shed, he put money into civil engineering projects, and he had money left over that he used for restoration. He also made plans, and showed them to the people. Many were even helpful, and they were glad.

Now the livestock had better housing and all the animals were healthy. The farm operators were happy. The machine shed was warm in the winter’s cold and the machinery was overhauled and readied for the next season. The civil engineering helped to reduce erosion and contain runoffs. The bridge and the roadway were well maintained. For restoration, he re-established some wetlands and he replanted trees.

The second farmer came home. He then went to town; far off he went, to show off.

The barn was in disrepair, and the cattle did shiver. The operators where grumpy. The machine shed was cold and the machinery was old. On the land there was erosion, topsoil went, well, down the creek and into the stream. Run-off created pollution--which was not a solution. The bridge nearly broke, and on the roadway things got stuck. And on the side of restoration, there was no recreation. Then he needed to seed more oats, and from the woods, he cut more lumber to pay for a plunder.

He too made plans, but he hid them, and only turned on the fan. The folks could not help, and they were sad.

Rudy 1994

IS THERE A QUESTION?

DO YOU HAVE A SUGGESTION OR A SUCCESSION?

Rudy

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"WHERE THERE IS A WILL - THERE IS A WAY."

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INVEST IN THE BEST

Can You Now Rest?

Rudy

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The Islands are where

East meets West.

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Let us have,

The best in the west

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APPLY LOCAL - PROVIDE GLOBAL

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BUT WAIT

HART-BEAT is more than a RAILROAD

IT’S NOT TOO LATE

THE ISLAND may need the HEARTBEAT

Rudy

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A COMMUNITY

DO WE HAVE KNOWLEDGE - MAY WE USE IT

DO WE HAVE ASSETS - MAY WE SHARE IT

DO WE HAVE CONCERNS - MAY WE IMPLEMENT THEM

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MAY WE BE GLAD - TO KNOW HOW

MAY WE BE GLAD - TO GIVE

MAY WE BE GLAD - TO HAVE SOLUTIONS

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Global warming =

Warmer night's =

Bacterial, Virus and Fungus propagation.

Some, possibly quite harmful.

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May HART-BEAT be the

Heartbeat of our Community!

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No selectum, dictum.

- But -

 directum, punctum.

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ARE YOU NOW CONFUSED

AND OR DEFUSED?

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NO NEED, JUST TAKE HEED

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MAY WE BE HONEST

MAY WE PROSPER

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ARE YOU NOW CONVINCED

AND NOT DEVINCED?

THE NEED, TO TAKE HEED

Rudy

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THE ARCHITECT

AND A NATION

To our beloved Nation

May I thank you for your awareness.

Sure been nice to hear from you all, may we now progress!

PRAISE THE LORD

Well you know, THE LORD JESUS said, "choose yeah today whom you like to serve! - Is it GOD or MAGOG?"

NATION, MAY YOU CHOOSE!

Now, the Lord is the ARCHITECT! He is the one with the master plan. We can be the builders! Envision now a bridge--the--GOLDEN GATE, magnificent, she surely is.

THE GOLDEN GATE

Well we got the PLAN. The plan shows us to build the bridge, with the foundation on the rock; to embed the anchor deep into the rock. So you are told.

So we can build the GATE. Dirt is excavated and removed, the rock now is found. The foundation now can be laid. Anchor is embedded deep into the rock.

To hold the tendons firmly in place, a storm may sway, the anchor sure will stay, yah and really hold.

THE ROCK

The anchor now in place - to build, we now go on; the pylon or called masts, to hold the cables anchored to the rock. A mast of steel, built on the rock we go. Steel upon steel we build the masts. The masts, the core.

"But oh no"

"A shipment bad, although that’s sad"

What shall we do??? We now reject, to be correct - The plan did ask - to use the best, so let us use the best.

So we go on to build the bridge; the time is here, almost as a label, to string now the cable. With the stringing, may we now go, over the pylon, built with steel "correct" and anchored to the rock. From shore to shore the cables go.

But here again, - a section with a question - a cable of defection - Gus no more, we got the core.

THE PLAN

To know, what we need to do - cut out the bad, without a pout, the bridge now stout. Cut out the bad, yah and the sad - you can be glad. So spliced with the good. The best will stand the test. The cables will now have its strength, to hold the bridge without a rift. The bridge, magnificent, she surely is.

THE GOLDEN GATE

The bridge now done, the plan correct. The pain exchange, for the given gain. Without guilt, the bridge now built. It sure looks nice, with the cables spliced. Is this - the end? "Oh no my friend." What will then be next in this little text?

Maintain - will now be the claim - A brush, and shining paint. No hush, but use the brush. The bridge, may she now show, yah may she even glow.

May the birds now sing - in the air so clean, surely you can hear their ring. May we enjoy the live, may we enjoy the bridge.

No need to be swift, you bridged the rift.

THE GOLDEN GATE

And now again the nation, let not her forget, children of the Lord, how could that be ignored?

But as it is said, and you can be persuaded. Of thanks not hard, but from the heart.

THE PLAN

- A praise correct - to the architect -

THE ROCK

RUDY 1996

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The resolution toward greater energy independence.

The solution toward the cleaner living dependence.

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Should we sit by and by and be palatial?

Should we embrace the ruse or choose the wise?

Should we devote and promote the docile?

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Do you think you can have a Dish.

A dish with Fish.

Or can you only Wish.

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So lets be Wise.

And think but Twice.

Lets preserve and be Enticed.

Rudy

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Lamentation

A Rancher! - - - Aha, he had Boys and he also had Chickens. He had brown chickens; white chickens and some red ones too.

Some of the Boys did gather eggs, some did pack them still others did the paper work.

Then there was an audit, discrepancy was found. The auditors made recommendations.

The rancher did ignore the advice. - - - Come on Boys carry on.

At a certain time later there was a sign in the heavens. Immediately  there after came a fierce storm. From the west to the east the storm did roar. A storm with a noise as 10’000 jet planes and flying low, yes very low. 

After the storm did pass, the rancher and the boys could not be found and from the chickens but few remained.

Oh would he only have listened.

Then once more that storm did roar, this time coming from the east.

And few did remain.

Please listen. The days are numbered.

Sent from Nineveh.

Written by Rudy.   during  February  2001

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         Il Mondo

           A conversation:

Possessor:

I want to build a barn for my Horse>

Builder:

So you like to build a barn for your Horse!

Possessor:

Yes, that is the need.

Builder:

Is this then require or request? Well this will cost you a good amount of money do you have such honey? I will give you now the test.

Possessor:

No problem I am rich, I got the itch, I got good credit; I can borrow all I want the tang the bang.

Builder:

Oh really, or is this a brag?

So how are you paying me from your bag?

Possessor:

I tell you, I will give you a check.

Builder:

A check what the heck? What is this, a piece of paper with scribbles on it? That has no real value. My workers like to be paid with real value against real value for their treasury. Oh paymaster at Big Creek, He did not pull that trick. He was not a monster of such construe and of such a peck. So then no bill, a face so un-secure, shall we now assess the steals, the mess.

The workers may like to save and not be a slave and therefore not carrying a debt to their grave. You know the rock and the stone they quarry with their sweat, they have value, a real treasure and so on that is the set. Why do you spread a trapping Net? But a check for the neck, that needs to be spent before one gets the caissons bends. So where is the workmen’s treasure sheaved?

Possessor:

Well the check will be good.

Builder:

Oh, but where is this coming from? Is there a hidden pit or something like where you can dig up any thing with a secret mitt to manipulate just as you like to control the roll? Pits of debt so you can claim you are rich, to pull a trick just with a flick?

Is this why you can endlessly borrow to spend according to your trend? Borrow to pay for the Horse’s Barn, borrow to pay for the Horse’s grooming, and borrow for the saddle attendant so they can help you to be mounted in the saddle riding high through sigh and lie? Borrow so you can buy a rope, a rope to strangle any thing not suitable to your tang the bang? From the pit so called abyss you borrow thus creating sorrow?

Please re-visit your constitution.

(XI. Article I, Section 10.)

Section 10. No State shall enter into any Treaty, Alliance, or Confederation; grant Letters of Marquee and Reprisal; coin Money; emit Bills of Credit; make any Thing but gold and silver Coin a Tender in Payment of Debts; pass any Bill of Attainder, ex post facto Law, or Law impairing the Obligation of Contracts, or grant any Title of Nobility.

Oh, and so on constitution, how come there is pollution, how do you interpolate, preside, decide or do you only just reside? So Nation, called great USA, why do you then not obey the grit, to foster a trip in to dismay.

So question, how do you get paid back? Do you send a fax or tax to the max, a possession with out of asking any question? How can then your Folk’s pay, with out of job because a mob, then empty is your Folk’s bag and that is not a brag.

I tell you in my time of life I built a Barn a Shed for Cows and Calves yes even the Dog the Cat but not a Rat.  A flock of stock and raised a Herd and not a Nerd. The Shed for Tool’s and Wrench and I did not use this for revenge. 

I did not need a saddle mount, then low was their milk bacterial count, so calm the Cows and not aroused.

And when I greet there is no greed, a style of live with out of strife. Even so, I perform the work in time, no change of clock, and I don’t buy that mock.

Tell you I have time to rake and bake, to sit and eat no stress no mess. From the heart with thanks and the hands of such work that is no murk, I can rejoice the Food and the given mood. Do you know that we can be glad and not be mad?

So am I talking to an attacking cat, trained to chase a raised rat? But do you know that we can live and give, that we can share, why is this then so rare? So let us then be well behaved and not pull a plot in our Lot. A plot with bat will only enhance the Rat.

Guess what, so I was paid. The cows gave Milk, my Friends are fed and there is Butter on the Table and peace under the Gable.

So your Horse gone in to the pit, does it produce or only use and deduce? Why can you not pay but from the pit with no real grit?

You make your Horse jump deep in the swamp to create a wave and so the behave, the mess to guess. So drivers of Bar X do you divide and brand the Herd, or do you mislead so they get seared?

Oh Horsemen think now destination, so listen to the now given advice. Your Horse cannot save you from the slip in to the pit it too will slip in to the pit the abyssal destination. Do I need to talk till I get hoarse?

Possessor:

Ah- I need to win and not be dim, then I am, you know the Man to be in charge the command and in demand. I am not alone, then the corporations groan.

Builder:

Oh yak, and then here again down on the Farm we are free to climb a tree a pole, so we have vision and no stark division that is the goal and not dark as coal. In tune is our groom and there is no room for the dreaded doom, a soul with no need to moan, it is so well honed. And by conjure I cannot be your mate nor associate, so please do not me dictate. Than conscious, that is each man his own a thing you cannot clone.

And for our Land what is then the demand, a rule so cruel? Why is this so here in Hawaii? A place it was with out of fuss but now so crass, a way to take then eliminate.

As for me I owe no one a thing, I live but in a tent and money as you got I have not, a stranger and alien in El Mondo, then borrow I cannot, a Horse I do not own, no need for a Barn for Horse and arm, the slip in the pit is not a glitch and so is the tinge.

Possessor:

Well I have something to protect you know. I need a Barn for the Horse, the saddle with a new mounted horn; there are flies out there I don’t adorn.

Builder:

Flies; oh so you need to protect your Barn of Horse but not remorse?

Possessor:

Uh-huh yes Flies, they are buzzing out there and I don’t want them around my Horses, then kicking are my Horses.

Builder:

Ha and Tot, well on the Farm my Neighbor’s and we did take care of this. Our Yards were clean. I did not go over there and needle my Neighbor’s, be he a Sheik or Meek so they did not got in to a rage and sent the Flies over to our Hut.

I don’t burn He’s field of Sugar sweet as honey just for money and or Wheat so He cannot eat, then send a bag of flakes of Corn with a saddles horn.

Of course, there style of farming in their sight should be none of a possessors business sight, they can achieve, as they may like than that is their privilege, responsibility and their right, their course and so their might.

Can you now understand?

So you have this one too. You see a peaceful endeavor that will work and you will not need a Barn for the Riders Horse. Oh honey that means no cost to you and no need for the remorse, do you know that you can do? 

And see for the catcher of the roach, as he is residing here at home and he’s dome, so shining is the dome just as polished chrome no brass to change in pouring rain. So we don’t coach a roach, but he performs his job and gets the glob. He’s watching the bottle, the ferment, the cork; you should have so one in ”York”.

An economy can you now see?

Possessor:

Your thinking is strange and out of range.

Builder:

Oh Mondo, so you think? Well I could say that to you too, but I will not judge, I hold no grudge and that’s why I am a stranger in El Mondo. You see, I observe and hear as well as think not just with a vaguely blink. Is that now “pono”?

So hearken you Riders on Horse’s riding high. Wake up and repent from bribe and useless spent. If you are bought by bribe you will rot the Tribe and if you spend to send, that has no mend, surely that will be than your end.

The change of time will ruin the ring of the so perfect chime. Your daylight saving time is just like a crime, from a kook to spook.

And as for this day, oh you workmen too, look so you don’t get spooked. Think butt twice so you too can re-rise. For decades now with pay decline, what happened to that mine? Once sugar sweet with price now gone but weeds arrived. Don’t assist that offered bitter drink that’s why you need to think. Lets close the rift we need the information bridged. No geek no Greek, to be informed well up to date, it is not to late, no lie to day or any day.

So lets take off that faking cloak, jump of that Horse of no avail and live but in a modest tent, no need to pay for any dent. The pit is deep yes called abyss, why not put your foot on the perfect and so timely rock? Get off of her oh corporate while you still can no frying in a pan.

Any way I need to bequeath, I got Cows to milk and my hands will need to work the Woods then the Folk’s are hungry and in great deplete. The Land in debt the People grieve because of theft. The Nations health is in decline, but stress is now there stealth so dealt. 

And Family time there is no more, no time that is now days scheming galore, a shame to name. No more any ring of Children’s singing, the result is surely stinging.

But I do not use, but work not just for a perk do you now get that I mean that’s work? And if I lend, of usury I know not, a way to mend. I am not a kegar a drunken skunk, nor a beggar is my laggard. I will produce and not abuse.

Possessor:

What is this per sway, should I change my way this day? A statesman ship in a new wave, is this democracy as you do see?

Builder:

It’s up to you if you are not glued. Get now the clue so you can do. Yes, than so is the recommends, surely better than a caissons bends, a change in range, now come un-glued. A ship with rudder on the helm with heart of truth and so kind, so please don’t thwart and be now kind and change your mind.

A democracy cannot be bought or it will rot, no bribe to save the Tribe. Mm a democracy with rust and no more trust that will then turn to dust.  

Well Folks I hope you find the one to lead, not as waving a Lei not of lehua but of funny money that’s not funny. Why not select the Corymbose and not the dues so rude and gruel.

So question, could faith now become your mate? And thus it is.

In consideration, a Builder.

10/13/01           

Explanation: Pono means well done or so; Governor Cayetano went to New York with a Lei made of $100.00 bills to show off.

Corymbose, click for samples below!

http://www.easyreefer.com/sps_identification/morphology/cluster.php

Rudy   

The Land of the free!

Freedom America – America, called USA, are you really the People of the free?

Freedom is where the rich and the poor will get along with one and one other.

Freedom is where we willingly like to share our knowledge, and wealth to the benefit of the whole, therefore increasing the wellbeing of the Land.

Freedom is where one Person cannot dictate a People regardless off religion or personal viewpoints. Dictation is revenge minded and therefore a form of enslavement.

Freedom is where People can live with out of fear and undue restraint, and that means every body. The money power shall not be able to purchase special privileges.

Freedom is where we as People don’t expect government to line our private pockets with cash and or other handouts, the handouts to benefit some by selection. The moneys being collected by means of high taxations from the general population.

Freedom is where People can live and let live, this means other countries as well.

Freedom is where greed has no home, where hate has no place, where, oh just me does not count.

Freedom is a state of enormous gladness and happiness.

Rudy

07/04/02

The wild-west Cowboy in “Northfield”!

So, since you are now a resident of “Washingten” and not “Texanten” let us have “explainaten” with out belateden's.

So please explain to our people of the states your honest spades. No trader’s actions please, then such will be the distraction.

Our Country does not need a domestic or “bushestic” router for the House of Saud.   

We, the People of the States feel free to let you go Home to rope a Lasso and swing the Colt. No need for washing the Lassos Rope in Washington, and the Colt can buck in the Texan cold.

We People of the USA need a President, not merely a traitor resident. We People of the USA deserve a one with an able Hand, not Draconian, and not a one gone fishing in his Pond. This means; attend the brass and not the bass…

No Cowboys, with no know how’s!

So, let’s take a ride back to Texas, you may use a SUV and hold on to its Mane, just go to Big Wells to see and hear tells of wells, no need for Air force one, then You are not the One!

So go back to Texas to see the gooey Cream, you may even dream, but do not further ream. Oh “Extan - Enron” with pink slip in hand, look down that spook’s Tube. No finger pointing, the Tube is already lubed.

Can you see now the Land so out of hand?

Rudy 01/24/2003

Some words are deliberately misspelled, since this writing is poetic.

Washington, Texas, explanation, belatedness, Bush’s Nation management and former Texas resident.

 

Gardening and the Mail!

 

Potatoes, they make good eat-os

The Mailman is coming.

 

Lettuce and Carrots, I can sing almost as Parrots,

The Mailman is going.

 

Swiss Chard, does thus make old boys smart,

The Mailman may not eat Swiss Chard, but he is pushing the Cart.

 

Berries and Cherries, I can do cheering’s,

The Mailman is gearing, to deliver the mail peering.

 

Tomatoes and Cucumbers, such relieve me from cumbers,

The Mailman is not a bummer, but does deliver and never quiver.

 

The Bees and the Birds, I have no more words,

The Mailman knows how to keep his word.

 

Rudy

02/09/2012