tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-121850222012-02-07T22:48:27.338-05:00A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily.Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.comBlogger10311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-65320497487103495762012-02-01T17:21:00.002-05:002012-02-01T17:28:26.444-05:00

*** Ed Weiland passed away on January 29, 2012. He was 88 years old. He wrote many poems about death. This is his self-written obituary. ***MY OBITUARYWhen I die I won't ask why. At the age I'll be, obviously, mortality will have its fill of me. But I wonder when I'm six feet under will I still hear thunder, will rain seep down and dampen me in my sleep? Will I hear footsteps above my head

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The Masters of Disaster since long gone, and tyrants of the here and now, somehow cannot comprehend the sadness that their madness leaves in its wake, the misery and the agony, the blood soaked history, the idiotic atrocity of humans lost, the incalculable cost of progress turned to rubble.All that trouble caused by a hasty act of waste by men who place war ahead of peace without the least idea

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One morning I awoke at half past three which I did occasionally. Nature called me, as they say. Bleary eyed, I did what I had to do, then crept back to bed to resume my sleep as I always did before. But not even a hint of snore, not the relaxation that precedes deep sleep, not the heaven blessed rest that is prelude to quietude. I shut my eyes. To my surprise, I could not sleep.I had read that

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Once upon a time a hundred thousand life times ago I died and on my way to Heaven I saw a road sign saying Stop Here!Some jokester had crossed out the word HELL, made it say HEAVEN. So everybody looking for HEAVEN jumped straight into the boiling pot knocking me aside, eager to be the next to sizzle to death to satisfy the inferno’s hunger for dried up old ladies.

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Trillions of years from now, we still don’t know how, planet Earth and all real estate of worth will be gone. It's a foregone conclusion there will be no stars or moon, no candy bars named Mars, no brand new cars or Cuban cigars, or big fat bellies of bottles of Shmucker’s jellies, no pizza pies or ham on rye's with kosher pickles on the side. No June brides or buggy rides.It will be the final

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Every now and then when it is least expected the super rich fall asleep at the switch and, like the ostrich, their head is hiding in the sand while the world is changing up above and also down below.The oil in the Arab soil, once worth more than all the gold on earth, has lost its power of the hour to the sun, the wind, the corn and even to the garbage cans. As science turns these sources into

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Once I had a body that was strong as strong could be. All its parts from lungs to heart and toes to nose and all between belonged exclusively to me. My appetite was my delight and every bite I tried satisfied the Me inside.Then I left the private room of my mother’s womb to belong to the reality of humanity and insanity that the soul controls from the instant of virginity and remains beyond

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President Obama gave a pre-Christmas gift this year that not only gays in the U,S.A. should cheer, but is also meant for millions everywhere who revere the Constitution and support freedom and liberty for all humanity. His amendment of the “don’t ask, don’t tell” law tells the world we care for all with whom we might disagree, but share their love for democracy, liberty and equality.Gays have

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What is money really for? For buying more at the corner store, for buying pills curing ills and paying doctor bills, for food to feed thousands in need and water fit to drink, to teach our young to learn and think and and ease the pain of seniors soon to die .There are more uses for dollars and cents than paying rent and things like engagement and wedding rings, occasional marital flings, lawyer

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For the known first time in the history of labor, Santa Clause has been charged with breaking Federal laws regarding the hiring of illegal immigrants in the manufacture and distribution of a wide variety of patented instruments designed for use by children of all ages.Included among these unregistered and totally uncontrolled duplicated weapons of war and that foster evil intent are look-alike

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Do you realize that God, the greatest creator of creation, set the pattern for the entire world’s civilization of people, beasts and at least a million other living, breathing creatures?All are blessed as guests upon this vast Universe and have the same or similar abilities to see and hear, to eat and chew and do a lot of things that bring them all together as members of God’s uniquely different

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Freddy the frog could bark like a dog, Oink like a hog, choo-choo like a train, And that ain’t all. HE could bounce like a ball. climb a wall, crawl like ants in the pants of a hot romance dance, roar like a lion and if he kept tryin’, maybe cry like a baby sucking its bottle, cooing alot and ranting while panting and wetting its pants.Freddy was ready to imitate this and that, the meow of a

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About three years ago I was living in Florida and my wife and I faced her inevitable cancer death. We decided, when she passed away, I should sell our Florida condo and move to Indy to be near my son rather than the Florida sun.The inevitable happened. The condo sold quickly and I moved to be near Larry in Indy where I lived until his work allowed him to transfer to Florida where we both now

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Out West where those mountains poke their nose into the sky. The moon looms high and stars shine bright, the sun each day burns clouds away, wind blows strong, then winter snows come along and we string along and wait for spring to do its thing.Weather changes, works in strangest ways to tell the world it’s all OK, all’s supposed to be that way on a typical day for reasons only seasons know.

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Why do some trees, oceans and seas. mysteries and incurable disease and hypocrisies live after we’re gone? Why do elephants get years to swing their trunks and flap their ears and snakes enjoy long lives to sliver and make people shiver and quiver at their sight, especially in the dark of night?Some rattle as they saddle up for battle. Why do they tattle to their enemy before they make an

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Ain’t it great! I’m returning to the Sunshine State, away from the cold and snow I hate in time to celebrate 88.If it’s not too late and fate is kind I might find a date with a sexy chick of 66 and if we click and make it we may wed and do what’s said can’t be done. But whether we do or whether we don’t, won’t trying be a lot of fun?I’m moving back from the Hoosier state where I went to be near

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We have cause to complain when things go wrong as rain and there was little hope the economy would again be strong the way it was until Dingdong Dumbya came along with wiseguy lies. As we feared, trillions disappeared from the Clinton economy and thousands of GIs died needlessly because he attacked Iraq for fuelish reasons and to protect the US from atom weapons never had.Before we knew it Dubya

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I crave a cup of pee producing tea, not a lot, a half a cup will do, a sip, a spot will perk me up alot when am doing the town in my browsing gown, hanging down around my icebound chilly cheeks.Is it against the law to thaw? Tea or any other brew will do until the dew says howdyDEW to Spring, Booze or tea or any other brew will have to do until Summer heat comes by to greet my frozen feet. The

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Because the American buck is temporarily outa luck, some dumb cluck brains in Washington think the damage can be undone by redesigning the dollar bill, an asinine solution to the economic resolution to the financial meltdown woes slowing down our nation’s recovery.They say if we change the face of the Yankee dollar we can erase the deficit and everything connected with it faster than it would

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We go to such immense expense seeking intelligent life in outer space just like us. Are they looking for us while we look for them? We’ll explore the adversity of this question and more in our wegadsian verse. Read on!We and they, if they exist, are probably in different stages of development, one with advanced weapons of war aimed at that distant planet called Earth where intelligence

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I met Evelyn Montgomery one night over dinner at Morning Side, the senior living center which was our home during the last fading years of her life.I could tell she was depressed and grieving over the death of her husband who she loved and missed dearly. My wife had recently died so I knew what grief and loneliness were all about. As a dedicated Scrabble fan I suggested that word game might

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If I should live to be one hundred ten, die and be born again, I will never meet someone as kind and caring, as sharing as Maria. She has been a friend to me and, for this, I thank her gratefully.I will never forget the day we met. It was on the Fourth of July when fireworks lit up the Indianapolis sky. My son had invited me to dinner and when I met Maria, and after we chatted a while, I knew my

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Dan, Dan the gambling man kept his cash in coffee cans, one for bettin’, one for gettin’, one for loosin’, one for Susan, the gal he’d wed if he ever got far enough ahead.A can for pennies, nickels and dimes for the times he didn’t have the beer he craved, but saved the two bits it would have cost if he lost a toss of dice or gave in to his favorite vice, a slice of ham on rye with apple pie

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I reckoned my second guessin’ was worse than my first. In the long run, when all is said and done, I should have never said it, just forget it, let it go.I know guessin’ is my obsession, not my profession. By now I should have learned my lesson and stopped messin’ around with suspicions, suppositions and what-ifins and refer to current conditions in making my decisions.I‘ve been wrong so long

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Jake the Snake had a belly ache, sometimes here, sometimes there, off and on everywhere in his eight-foot long digestive tract. In fact. the ache would react to every try by the voodoo vet to track it down with his snake-a-scope.“There’s no hope,” the voodoo vet told Jake. “The ache won’t stay in any place long enough for my scope to make a snakeanosis. But what I suppose is, you’ve got a

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Some people forgive and some forget. Others can’t remember what they forgot to forgive and took it with them when they met their too-da-loo Waterloo.He recalled all the rotten things his mind reminded him of, this and that and a lot that he forgot. Why has all this been so amiss in the abyss of forgiving inside the body he had resided in during all the years of lies to friends who trusted him

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Many moons ago winds began to blow, then came a hurricane and endless rain destroying freshly planted grain. Country lanes became seas of mud, streams of blood, fallen trees, tangled debris, bridges, homes, barns destroyed. Chickencoops could not be found, dead chicks and mother hens never to lay an egg again. Pigs missing from their pen. The barnyard owl’s unanswered “Who?” was muted in the

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Many fear and many cheer and many deny and defy the prediction of the coming of the End of Days. The Mayans predict the day and year---Dec. l2 in 2011. Historians and theologians are not as precise as they envision the rebirth of Christ. To some, the date and time grows near, but when Jesus might reappear is still uncertain. Disbelievers deny the prophesy as the ravings of the Religious

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What a wonderful world this could have been if there were no wars to lose or win, no-one to die before their time, no big time crime, no minor offenses, no accidents or unanticipated consequences, no disease or killer bees, no fattening foods or calories.What if there were no hops for brewing beer and ingredients for all the booze to celebrate good news and cheer each New Year without fear of

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How quick voters have forgotten rotten decisions by Republican administrations, especially those of George W. Bush, that got us into a phony war that led to recession, near depression and destroyed a healthy, wealthy economy.Voters recall the reason why, but that was then, this is now. Somehow politics play tricks that stick in the memory, ignore past history when they rejected the party in

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Deep sea drilling in the Gulf is killing fish and fowl, many an industry and the world’s economies. So why mess around with wells deep in the seas when energy sources abound in the ground, in the air and anywhere the sun shines bright, the wind blows day and night and our nose knows it’s right beneath our toes in garbage dumps, in waste pumped from toilet outlets and littered by pets who use the

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Dogs and cats, kangaroos and gnus, rhinoceroses and hippopotamuses, monkeys and donkeys and dozens of furry creature cousins who walk on all fours and communicate in barks or roars. Meows or varied bird song melodies and wear their winter coat whether the weather’s cold or hot they’re not considered as smart as we. They can’t convey what they have to say in human language, hunt their meat and

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As a senior citizen who has reached the age of 87, a year closer to Heaven. or wherever we go after we’re no longer here, I worry what will be for those who survive after we are gone.I am not a lawyer or physician, a CEO or politician or anyone in a position to leave a multimillion dollar legacy to my family. I’m just a guy who worked to pay his way with a little help from the SSA, the VA

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Foreign nations demand the upper hand when it comes to land with sand awash in oil and soil where pot grows like the cultivated weed and is what addicts believe they need, that or speed. A daily dose of angel dust or just enough other stuff to puff, shoot or sniff in their snoot or mix with a fix of this and that. Even with growing addiction there will be plenty to export so pushers and puffers

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THERE WAS NO PLACE IN NO SPACE ANYPLACE ANYWHERE BECAUSE NO HISTORY EVER HAPPENED TO HAPPEN---OR MAYBE IT DID. Once upon a future time which will probably never be and the WE I occasionally refer to is officially not included in my pre-earth vocabulary.Commentary on the history of the disappeared universe, detailed in fact and fiction, or predictions predicted on definable, unreliable

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As a senior citizen it is my intention to call attention to more effective prevention and try to stem a possible tide of epidemic infection of unendurable dimension.In my frequent hospitalizations for non-fatal infections and accidents like crashing into walls and falls due to my carelessness and clumsiness have left my muscles in an awful mess. In my residence in a home where elder occupants

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“‘Slim” Jim, do you remember him? They called him that because he was so fat. He was more than that. He was obese. But he never ceased to at least to try to be true to the gym where he came to work out and to make out with fatties he loved to woo. His “Sweetiepie” at the gym and the Y loved him, too, but couldn’t stand the things he’d do when he spied Jenny’s fat ass go jogging by.Jim would turn

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It’s probable, it’s possible, it’s incredible, but not inevitable that the End of Days is on its way.The year and day are hard to say in spite of precise predictions and Biblical convictions God conceived and are believed by most but not by all. Historians have been so wrong so long about Dooms Day’s Day of Retribution that any contribution they project would be suspect and more than likely,

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It is no longer a suggestion or a question. It is not science fiction making a prediction. It is an absolute. undisputed scientific fact that there were and still could be in a far distant galaxy two giant stars more advanced than ours. one thousand light years away that may or may not still be there today. This somewhat hesitant revelation’s based on speculation that what once was may be no

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According to the Webster Dairy Dictionary, and backed by the Farmer’s Almanac, when a cow says ’‘MOO!” she’s telling her bullfriend what she wants him to do. To stress her wishes she swishes her tail to and fro and points to the place her better half has to go to help her make a calf. In due course, of course. twin calves are born, a baby bull, an infant cow. The daddy now knows how to make a

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Israel and the Middle East may never achieve a lasting peace, but at least, for now, they must trust each other or smother in another senseless bloody war. The only way to avoid a major confrontation is for our nation and Israel to see eye to eye on matters of brotherhood and humanity. We can disagree on policy, the economy and military strategy. But when it comes to diplomacy that threatens

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God was Himself a being of creation, the first divine in what would become an endless line of human kind designed identically with the same body parts---lungs to distribute air and assist the heart in pumping blood, this life sustaining fluid throughout the body, known as the anatomy.God knew He was sent to this empty place in space to create everything it would need to succeed now and in the

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When you do the crime you serve the time. I'm all for that. It's only fair. Play the game and win? You're in like Flynn. Lose? Hoosegow is your bad news.Try to scam Uncle Sam? Better take it on the lam. Get caught, go to jail. Dirty deal on the Dow? Worthless stocks pure manure. You confess? Cell in hell your last address.Be a crook, cook the books? Caper looks good on paper. Investors gypped.

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Happy Days are near again, cheer will soon be here again. Fear and trauma will be gone as Barack Obama carries on to a sunny, revitalized economy, all because he had the knack to bring the nation back.Obama knew what had to be done and did it. He knew how to win and won it. Bush lacks, Barack reacts. Now red, the deficit may be gone one day and our economy will be back in the black, hopefully

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Voters are a fickle lot. They opt for change. Ain’t it strange? They get what they want, now they want it not. They assumed their expectations would lead to immediate cuts in taxation and increased compensation. They were wrong. Now they want to go along with the opposition who, by its own admission, is out to give the rich and upper class all the breaks. The poor, insecure and uninsured get a

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-87427434765669581382010-04-01T20:50:00.001-04:002010-04-01T20:53:05.118-04:00

Those who chose to oppose health care reform are unpatriotic idiotic enemies of democracy/ They’re the epitome of hypocrisy who care more for their unfair share of “gimmee-gimmee” than they are for the recovery of the economy, the health of the poor and uninsured, the chronically ill who might not get well, could even expire, if their medical costs keep going higher. And what will happen when

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-50025539428678974792010-04-01T20:45:00.003-04:002010-04-01T20:49:01.059-04:00

Plant a seed in the Garden of Greed, cultivate it with hate and fertilize It with Republican lies and water it down with thesewage and sludge at the bottom of the Devil’s well. Where in hell is the devil now? He’s hosting a party for the GOP and major industry. The wealthy, healthy two percent and the seniors who don’t want to share Medicare with the chronically ill uninsured and/or unemployed

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-74571681897354950112010-03-29T10:57:00.000-04:002010-03-29T10:58:06.015-04:00

Have ReDUMBLICANS lost their minds? Democrats hope so. Have they forgotten what a rotten presiDUNCE they dumped on the people twice by stealing votes and cooking books? If they have that’s why they are willing to try another stupid stunt so soon.Now they dare to swear the vote declaring the health reform bill is unconstitutional. This from the regime that schemed and tried to ram the sham of

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-34474779405641854902010-03-25T21:08:00.001-04:002010-03-25T21:10:53.468-04:00

The GOP loser abusers, the protesters who refuse to face reality, will fight the will of the majority of Americans who share the belief that the not quite wealthy, not quite healthy, need help to get their act together. President Obama cannot’ do it all alone. But with Congressional support, a liberal court and solid backing at the voting booth by millions who respect the truth, he and we

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The GOP opposition is afraid to make a wise decision that could improve the failing economic condition plaguing the USA today. They’re opposed to health care reform which should be the norm in this land of the free and the bulwark of the world democracy.They spread the dread of socialistic control and a whole lot of terrorist rot and a desperate plot to blot one of the brightest events in the

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-81813607104826971652010-03-22T22:06:00.001-04:002010-03-22T22:07:21.857-04:00

Oye! Oye! Oye! Joy, oh joy. I’ve just turned thirteen. Do you know what that means? I’m a bar-mitzvah boy. I’m also a man! I’ve got a date with God; I’ll do the Haftorah and a whole lot more. Family and friends will say, ‘How do you do? So, nu. what’s new?’ “I’ll reply. Today I am a man, according to God’s plan. I’ll do all I can. I’ll work diligently to fulfill my destiny.” “What will

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-34590648879700673372010-03-18T22:58:00.004-04:002010-03-21T23:43:32.870-04:00

Of all the holidays I remember from my childhood, it's Seders at Uncle Lou’s and Aunt Dora’s Cincinnati home. The many members of the Weiland family fill a special place in my heart.Their spacious home was blessed with the festive holiday, the incredible bounty of traditional Seder foods and the aroma that dominates Jewish homes everywhere throughout the world during Passover week.Nothing can

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This is for those who dine in a public place, then blow their nose and/or wipe their mouth and face in paper or cloth napkins and dispose them in an unclean plate. Do you know. it’s a fact, a thoughtless, unsanitary act could trigger the spread of a serious, contagious disease? Do you realize an unprotected, unexpected cough or sneeze could send harmful germs into the air, resulting in who

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-28743724006107028692010-02-24T13:44:00.000-05:002010-02-24T13:46:38.489-05:00

Thousands of bridges in the USA are in an advanced stage of decay or are candidates for catastrophe, crumbling or tumbling down like that span in London Town. Millions of roads and thoroughfares, highways and byways between here, there and everywhere, are not worth saving and need more than repaving or pothole filling. They need millions of willing workers, unemployed, who would be overjoyed to

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-39810071362330844272010-02-12T20:30:00.002-05:002010-02-12T20:34:53.850-05:00

After the crash of 1929 there were hard times everywhere and cash was measured in nickels and times. There were soup lines. rampant crimes. Selling laid off execs, derelicts, drug addicts. Thousands of men down on their luck, willing to kill or steal just to make a buck Homeless slept on streets wrapped in newspaper sheets, ate crumbs of bread spread for birds. In Europe the count of deaths

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-74405214000490089472010-02-08T17:37:00.003-05:002010-02-08T17:45:01.793-05:00

Haiti is a lesson in democracy where those in nations blessed help those oppressed and in distress.Kindness plays a role. So does the soul of a nation, used and abused, which in the past refused the aid that might have paid rewards and paved the way to more hopeful times. But that was then an this is now.How can we, today, raise the spirits of a nation stripped by a killing earth quake of its

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-74185973126591347342010-02-07T13:03:00.002-05:002010-02-07T13:09:49.687-05:00

For better or for worse, God created the universe and everything on and in it. He knew He hadn’t created anything new except a few stars here and there and air where they could twinkle away. But this Planet Earth Project would be the greatest real estate He’d create since Heaven a mere trillion trillion years ago when even He didn’t know what brand new gods were supposed to do.Creation was a

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If you believe dreams and fantasy are long forgotten memories, perhaps by far more real than reality there is hope for humanity.If you believe in popcorn clouds and ice cream skies and everybody wins first prize, that blind eyes see and death's a distant memory. If you thrill to fairy tales and dancing whales and honest scales that tell you what you weigh on a given day you'll be okay.If you

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-58368178914150713202010-01-20T19:18:00.002-05:002010-01-20T19:21:03.296-05:00

Is it a sin to be poor and insecure? Is it a sin to be born in a slum? Not to know where your next meal is coming from? To settle for a crust or a crumb in a land where a full plate is a right? To live in a nation where most larders are full and for some, hunger is the general rule? To suffer scorn from the day you are born until the moment you die and ever know why? Is it a sin to be born in a

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-63659398724537340162010-01-17T17:40:00.002-05:002010-01-17T17:44:16.275-05:00

In a divorce forced by a wife, of course, brought about when she found out her mate was dating a guy on the sly, what should she do? Cry? Ask why? Lie, Say “So

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-49880373480715281132010-01-14T19:24:00.002-05:002010-01-14T19:27:34.770-05:00

If we rely on scientists who insist the world is coming to an end, should, we also depend on those who say the beginning of the began’s begun?If it’s true the Creator knew the date of the world’s fate why did He wait so long to admit He made a mistake, was wrong before the beginning had begun? No, because God knew the deal was a steal with a money back guarantee if the world drowned in the sea,

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The sky is gray, the trees are bare. There is no green anywhere. The forecast predicts snow tonight. The earth will sleep beneath a blanket of white, but there will be light from the moon and stars, from cars going to nearby and distant destinies and ships at sea transporting troops to tragedies.When the sky is darkest Over Here the sun is rising Over There and somewhere there’s a multicolored

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-13126215379712189142010-01-06T16:59:00.001-05:002010-01-06T17:01:35.861-05:00

Are prehistoric creatures with human-like features still alive on Planet Earth?Witnesses insist they do. They’ve been sited in the US and many foreign nations by massive populations. There have been fakes and legends, folklore galore, accounts of monsters roaming in New York’s Central Park after dark. Ridiculous predictions that giant chickens will one day rule the Earth.Big Foot has been seen

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-53792395103978342742009-12-22T23:15:00.002-05:002009-12-22T23:18:02.138-05:00

Do heirs of prehistoric creatures, some with humanoid features, others look similar to modern animals, but are of giant size, with bulging eyes and fangs for teeth beyond belief still exist? Witnesses insist they do. Sightings persist in widely separated locations, the U. S. and many foreign nations. And, ofcourse, all gassed up and rarin’ to go service stations. There have been fakes and make

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-39075209634145133892009-12-19T13:32:00.002-05:002009-12-19T13:36:09.834-05:00

There once lived in this abandoned mall a place where all the rats and mice would congregate and patiently wait to eat what two Big Beasts would throw their way after they had their fill from the dumpster up on the hill, down in the valley and everywhere there was inedible garbage to spare. The Beasts, one shuffling in on two feet, the other, his dog, on four, would bring what they found laying

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-1793937297373215632009-12-15T23:33:00.002-05:002009-12-15T23:36:54.557-05:00

Forget statistics, false or true, rigged to back a particular point of view. Whatever “THEY” used to say before Congress and the courts gave this humane surgical procedure its official OK more than thirty years ago. “THEY” show by their ignorance, by ignoring evidence and current common sense, that back alley butchery will not only cause death but will also result in unintended fatalities,

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-82975261693238158962009-12-14T18:49:00.002-05:002009-12-14T18:59:17.739-05:00

At the beginning of the beginning before the beginning began, God sat at His drafting board, bored by all the unexplored empty space his father, Father Time, had given him ”to make a place to populate the human race.”According to God’s Master Plan, he would also become the first in an endless reign of Father Times. At the end of each year the son of the aging Father Time would appear to carry on

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-72956733772813005582009-11-28T23:26:00.001-05:002009-11-28T23:28:17.837-05:00

Is compassion out of fashion? Is passion wearing thin? Is caring overbearing? Has love lost its lure? To be sure, let’s surmise there’s a prize for the man or woman who can best pass the test of this and other matters of the heart.Perhaps only fools would get involved in trying to solve these complex emotions that hex sexual relations, regardless of the combinations and the games they play along

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Ever since my momma and my poppa clinged together, ding-a-linged together, did this thing together and she pingedf and he popped, then he flopped off top and momma said "Don't stop!" But poppa was already snoring like a grizzly bear. Guess he didn't want any more.Momma said again, "Don't stop!" Poppa woke up, asked, "Who are you, a traffic cop?" The creep went back to sleep. Momma sighed. "At

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-82454020115633616552009-11-20T13:37:00.003-05:002009-11-20T13:44:19.926-05:00

I gaze into the midnight sky, amazed at what my eyes reveal to me. I realize that what I see is just a figment of infinity, the mystery and majesty that stares back at me.I see a sea of stars far away, yet near enough so I can observe a single twinkling terrestrial world of wonder looking down at me. I have no inkling how the star got there or why I’m here. If there’s intelligence elsewhere in

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-637007466889985212009-11-13T06:45:00.001-05:002009-11-13T06:48:14.692-05:00

The day my wife birthed Larry, my son, I knew that I was the lucky one. Over the years, this has been proven true. Let me tell the story of Lawrence Scott Weiland to you. I’m sure you’ll agree with me in whatI have to say today about my pride and joy, my birthday boy.When Larry was about three or four I took him to a candy store to spend two pennies he had earned. That’s when he learned how how

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-42735049924919392642009-11-10T11:52:00.002-05:002009-11-10T11:59:08.006-05:00

There was a time when decent , well meaning private citizens of good intent sincerely believed America was “not ready” for a black president.Then an intelligent, persistent Democrat “man of color” who knew where America was at and dreaded where it was headed.His time and opportunity to save the nation from distress was now or never if ever a black could prove able to clean up the mess left by an

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-82724139462485612372009-11-07T12:47:00.002-05:002009-11-07T12:54:47.999-05:00

In the peace that followed World War II the fear soon arose, who will be the first to blow up who with an A-bomb like the one that nearly leveled Tokyo?So We and They and, eventually those and Them and all the would-be worrying warriors and money hungry industries who wondered, “What’s another war worth to my industry if World War III is meant to be?” Thus, for all the We’s and They’s and the

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-50450520119486651992009-10-30T23:03:00.002-04:002009-10-30T23:06:32.049-04:00

Fatalists insist their names exist on God’s list of who will die when and why, but they still persist to depend on pills to delay the day they must pass away and wait to be born again as an ass, a snake in the grass, a rooster, a hen or a ballpoint pen.Some look ahead to being dead so they can be rebred, recreated or reincaranated. However God gets rid of rejects, derelict hippocratic lunatics

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-11733577187552524202009-10-29T21:17:00.002-04:002009-10-29T21:24:37.658-04:00

While scientists strive to save lives of patients afflicted with cancer or other potentially fatal diseases, those with evil intent are bent on killing innocents to create terrorist incidents. Suicide bombers clandestinely roam the enemy’s territory, sacrifice their lives to leave a trail of blood, gory and devastation to be remembered by. Why do waring nations have no regard for humanity and

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-65380391504144433042009-10-26T23:57:00.002-04:002009-10-27T00:02:11.870-04:00

Whether I write fact or fiction fate will decide. It has been predicted that soon the world will no longer be here. Two thousand sixty will be its bye-bye time, as spelled out in rhyme by an ancient prognosticater. But he didn’t know where it will be after it is here no more. I predict not just this world, but the entire universe won’t disappear, but will go to hell where it never rains or

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According to the RepubliCANTS, the Blue Dog blog antsypants Democrats and the nitwIt, shull of fit pundits predicted it would take at least four years to get the nation back in gear. But in less time than it would take the GOP to sink in their red ink slime, the nation under President Obama, it appears, the recession is over and that’s giving the Bush bandits FITS and SHEARS.

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-43801229201864026692009-10-04T23:35:00.002-04:002009-10-04T23:51:46.377-04:00

Longevity lasts a lot longer if you belong to a member of a wild animal family. Elephants, especially. A hundred years or more is genetically expected for offsprings of Mr. and Mrs. Pat C. Derm who wore no pants when they romanced, making baby elephants. The Derms were a healthy lot, living on plants and such. And “as such” they ate too much and over eating fauses carting and when gas

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A guarantee of a health plan for the working woman/man and their families is a possibility. It could become reality. Perfect legislation is a figment ot the imagination. All laws have flaws. Small print concessions that benefit corporations and professions are necessary to get the votes. Backing is vital when needed support is lacking.Greed is a powerful motivation to get things done in

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How dare those lame-brained insane idiot hypocrite misfit shieces of pit think because they were born with white skin they can sin, tell lies, defy the U. S. Constitution and turn their backs on a President who is black and is doing his best to save a democracy left in disarray by G. W. B., the worst president in our history?Do they really believe only a corrupt, ucked fup like George Dumbya Bush

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We all live and all will die behind one or two or more hidden faces. The mirror of our exterior reveals us as achievers, deceivers or what ever the current event of the moment presents. This mirror reflects back to the viewer only what he or she wants to see. The rationalizer is a liar who sees only what he or she wants the truth to be.

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-38880632479464812022009-09-10T18:46:00.002-04:002009-09-10T18:49:52.627-04:00

In times like these when things are tough, some have too much, some not enough to feed and meet their family's needs. The financially secure should care about the poor and insecure and realize it is not wise to greed for more and more when the economy Is on the brink of sinking into insolvency.What happens when corruption and disruption halt growth of the economy? Both rich and poor, millions in

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Must we fight for civil rights all over again? Must a land that’s free for me but not for you wage war anew to provededication to democracy? Does a man who’s not like me, elected overwhelmingly to the presidency, have to prove by his intensity, his immense intelligence and not so common, common sense, his dedication to the cause of liberty? President Obama’s black. The majority’s white. That

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Next Tuesday should be highlighted in the THINGS TO REMEMBER future for every American, every Democrat and future Democrat, if they even THINK of supporting the GOP. The Republicans are up to their same old lies, distortions and dirty tricks just to steal more votes from the Democrats.The latest, and one of the lousiest tricks to crawl out of their bag of worms, is opposition to the message by

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Sugar Beet and Spud the Stud were too much in love to face the fate of the dinner plate. The thought of waiting for a fork and knife to end their life as husband and wife was not an appetizing thought to ponder on. The brand new bride confided her fear to Hubby Spud who eased her travail by devising a surprising plan that could not fail. He picked her up and squeezed her tight which was his

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Miss Sugar Beet met Spud the Stud while both were growing up in fertilized mud and fell in love at first bite despite the fact that she was red through and through and he had brown skin but was white inside. Both had their roots in adjoining rows, but when news got out they planned to wed before they were fed side by side on a dinner plate. There was agitation among those who opposed

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The Republicans miss the boat almost every time they vote to sink the ship of state by opposing nation-saving legislation from potential ruination. The action of this distraction is no reflection on the GOPs mentality. They know exactly what they’re trying to do: screw the USA to pave the way to victory and destroy President Obama’s legacy. Their contempt for Democrats reflects their lack of

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-89420368145398347942009-08-28T02:15:00.001-04:002009-08-28T02:16:11.592-04:00

I walk in a graveyard of my dreams. It all seems so real. I reach out and feel markers in the dark, crosses, Hebrew stars, evidence of futile wars; crashing cars, incurable disease, crimes of hate, suicide when fate decides the hour’s late.It’s night. Stars are bright. The moon’s draped in a cloudy shroud. I seek my resting place, cry out: “WHERE AM I? I CANT FIND ME!” I touch my eyes. feel tears

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To thine own self be true. This I cannot do because I don’t know who I am. I know I’m not Bill or Phil, Don or Ron. I know my name, but not the me who hides behind a face of unfamiliarity with an identity assigned to me quite accidentally.If my sire’s sperm had turned left instead of right, I might have been a female, which I am not. If the wormy sperm had, had direct confrontation with the

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As soon as the RepubliCANTS knew they’d lose they chose the abuser-accuser-sore-loser way to steal the White House back from Barack Obama. It's the only way they know how to win. They lie, cheat, steal and misdconSCREW everything the Democrats try to do to clean up the mess Dumbia Bush left behind.They’ll do anything they can to defeat Democratic candidates from every state on every slate who are

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-71406219999596464492009-08-21T01:20:00.002-04:002009-08-21T01:24:21.977-04:00

It was unbelievable. The inconceivable was achieved. No one believed it could be done, but they were wrong. It took a long time before war was declared an international crime.Before all nations could agree with the final negotiations, ten million died, two million maimed, six nations shamed. Governments corrupted, love and lives interrupted, misery plagued humanity.But when it was over, as

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There’s a better world awaiting you when this world frees you to seek something new to do and another place to be. When life has lost its zoom, when gloom has replaced the bloom and the name on your waiting tomb says “to whom” and your bedroom’s lost its boom, you need a new broom to sweep clean the gray and replace it with the glow of green and other colors to enhance the scenes of your dreams.

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-13603768163187756572009-08-12T21:38:00.001-04:002009-08-12T21:42:03.641-04:00

Terrorists are on a tear everywhere in Iraq, Afghanistan, throughout the Middle East and wherever hate and greed supersede the peoples’ need for relief from strife and a safe and sound belier life.Buildings, homes where families live and strive to stay alive are reduced to rubble mercilessly. Hospitals, where victims of bombings suffer pain, face futures disabled, unable to function normally,

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See what a good boy I am. White folks like me because I ain’t worth a damn. Republicans can slam me all they care. They know I’ll do my best to do my worst as long as I am the first to wear clean underwear.The GOP will abandon me if and/or when I remember who I used to be before I became what and who I am, an intellectual spectacular flop who made it to the top, a member of the “other party,” a

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-16873029473292275642009-08-11T23:12:00.002-04:002009-08-11T23:16:38.116-04:00

The GOP Rabble Rousing Wrecking Crew is doing what it did before, to disrupt the recount of the presidential election and win the selection of the loser, ex-boozer, liar, denier candidate as the precedent setting president.Remember the uproar of Republican thugs outside the voter recounting room? What a stressful mess they caused! All because they knew the opposition candidate, Vice President

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I awoke last night and to my delight something was happening in my pajama pants. Two passionate ants were having insect sex like I’d never seen or felt before. Suddenly, my thighs---to my surprise---exploded with a windy roar that flew out my fly and the sexy ants kept right on with their romance, not missing a beat as they flopped at my feet. They rolled over and over in a spasm of orgasm

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The time has come for America to stop being so dumb and be thankful a miracle worker has come to save us from the Bush disaster faster than naysayers dreamed it could be done. This master changer came to the White House a trusted, virtual stranger with the will, wisdom and determination, the imagination, education and creation to save this nation from the devastation of the George W. Bush

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-79996943762152594292009-07-30T23:59:00.002-04:002009-07-31T00:05:12.198-04:00

Was Rod Serling right? With the sterling quality of his mind was he trying to tell the world there is a way to change what is meant to be? The unanticipated fates of the the future, based on mistakes of the past, can be avoided if forces in control alter their course before the results already have occurred. But in spite of what is or is not done, the time will come when the world will die.

Ed Weilandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02683427691998144482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12185022.post-83908442366918721012009-07-26T21:29:00.002-04:002009-07-26T21:38:55.204-04:00

How many stars are in the sky? How did they get there? What are they for? Is there room for more? Will there ever be a moon? A month named June and Honeymoons? Although the Bible credits God for this incredible creation, as a skeptic, I refuse to accept speculation and want to know what is so is so and who says so. How did God get the rocks and earth and other basic building blocks from

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If America’s recovery is to work all Americans must agree. GREED will benefit and feed only those who already have achieved success and will accept no less. GREED motivates and feeds their obsession. They are not affected by repression or recession. They are in professions or careers that immune them from dramatic changes in the economy. With exceptions all they care about is the bottom line.

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