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Purple and Meaningless daily word prompt below:

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Thanks F.W.H.D’s for all the likes, shares and comments. This is the Voodoo, Fat Bastard not shown. I may have not posted it correctly? Any way, let’s all have a safe, yet exciting riding season. Keep the sails in the wind, and heels on their courses. It’s not what you ride, it’s just what we ride 😁😍🤓😎

Meaningless, Daily Prompt By:JL

Looking forward to somthing new and not being blue. In my heart hoping for a new start. Thriving for that chance to prove myself and advance in my work or at least given that chance to know my hard work has not been in vain.

Looking back knowing it was worth the work, but sometimes wonder what it was worth. It is never a waste of time to learn.

One can only wait and see where this lonely  road will lead. Hoping someday to achieve that promotion that is meant to be.

Was it meaningless to get my degree when some others needn’t needed to achieve.

Is it meaningless to try or am I just wasting my time.

Meaningless or meaningful is in the eyes of the beholder. You take action and hope for satisfaction. Keeping it all in the right perspective, do I ride in wind, soar like an eagle or just sit there like a duck in rut. Find in my life what’s meaningful to me. Cross my fingers, and hope for the best and just take a rest.

Life is full of surprises and compromises.



There are many things I think of when I think of purple. Jimmy Hendrix is one with his hit song, ‘Purple Haze’, amazing music artist, and guitarist he was. The recently deceased and popular ‘Prince’ with one of his hit singles ‘Purple Rain’, another excellent song. These two particular songs to me were unique,emotional, and reached out to a myriad of people touching their souls.
From two different generations, both being very talented and their legacy will live on, and will continue to live on through more generations to come.

Both died  tragically from overdoses, Jimmy Hendrix  from a barbiturate overdose, and Prince from an Opioid overdose.

A few other things that come to mind is the movie ” The color purple”  An epic tale spanning forty years in the life of Celie (Whoopi Goldberg), an African-American woman living in the South who survives incredible abuse and bigotry. After Celie’s abusive father marries her off to the equally debasing “Mister” Albert Johnson (Danny Glover), things go from bad to worse, leaving Celie to find companionship anywhere she can. She perseveres, holding on to her dream of one day being reunited with her sister in Africa. Based on the novel by Alice Walker. A very good movie.

We think of our heroic soldiers who have been awarded ‘A Purple Heart’ for their bravery, heroics in the line of duty and fighting for our freedom. Yes the word purple has much meaning, for me; Our purple Fatboy Harley Davidson Mortorcycle in the above picture.
My sister who had passed away, her purple bathroom, and the purple potted flowers my husband bought for me on Valentine’s day. 💜. By:JL.


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  1. I was born, then Breast Fed with a cigarette in one hand and s drink 🍻 in the other. Now I’m Addicted to all three 😁😍😜😎I can probably give up two of them, but not the Udder 😍😜😳😎 !!!

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  2. Inspirational and motivational poem just for you

    Choose To Be Happy

    Choose to be happy,
    Choose to feel great,
    Choose not to let things make you irate.

    I know that some people are not feeling great,
    And I know that some people just know how to hate.
    And I wish that all people could be healthy and strong,
    And I wish that all people would just get along.

    If wands could be waved, and the world would be cured,
    I’d wave that big wand, you can be assured.
    But I’ll do what I can every day I am here,
    And try to remember “the good,” year to year.

    And I choose to be happy,
    And I choose to feel great,
    And I choose not to let things make me irate!God bless you

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  3. One day a professor entered the classroom and asked his students to prepare for a surprise test. They waited anxiously at their desks for the test to begin. The professor handed out the question paper, with the text facing down as usual. Once he handed them all out, he asked his students to turn the page and begin. To everyone’s surprise, there were no questions….just a black dot in the center of the page. The professor seeing the expression on everyone’s face, told them the following:

    “I want you to write what you see there.”

    The students confused, got started on the inexplicable task.

    At the end of the class, the professor took all the answer papers and started reading each one of them aloud in front of all the students. All of them with no exceptions, described the black dot, trying to explain its position in the middle of the sheet, etc. etc. etc. After all had been read, the classroom silent, the professor began to explain:

    “I am not going to grade you on this, I just wanted to give you something to think about. No one wrote about the white part of the paper. Everyone focused on the black dot – and the same happens in our lives. We have a white paper to observe and enjoy, but we always focus on the dark spots. Our life is a gift given to us by God, with love and care, and we always have reasons to celebrate – nature renewing itself everyday, our friends around us, the job that provides our livelihood, the miracles we see everyday…….

    However we insist on focusing only on the dark spots – the health issues that bother us, the lack of money, the complicated relationship with a family member, the disappointment with a friend etc

    The dark spots are very small compared to everything we have in our lives, but they are the ones that pollute our minds.

    Take your eyes away from the black spots in your life. Enjoy each one of your blessings, each moment that life gives you.

    Be happy and live a life positively!

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  4. Perseverance

    When all the world is looming dark. And things seem not so clear,
    When shadows seem to hover, round
    Lord, may I persevere.
    When it seems everything’s been tried
    And there’s no way to go,
    Just let me keep remembering
    Sometimes the journey’s slow.
    I may just need to stop and rest
    Along the path I trod,
    A time to try to understand
    And have my talk with God.
    As I gain new strength to carry on
    Without a doubt or fear,
    Somehow I know things will be right,
    And so, I persevere.

    Anne Stortz


  5. Like scary short stories; check out more from above link- Leave a Reply below, and share if you have your own.

    The best I have heard is from a nurse who said that one night she was floated to oncology at the hospital she used to work at. She was given a patient who was passing away and had been unconscious for several days. At one point during the night the nurse went into the room and the patient was at the top of the bed and looked at her and said, “don’t let them take me!” The nurse was freaked out and asked her who was going to take her and she said that black thing up there and pointed up in the air. This patient died within minutes.


  6. Oprah Winfrey

    A household name today, but a woman with a troubled past. From being sexually abused at age 9, to living on the streets at 13, and losing her first baby at 14, she has overcome all of her troubled past to be a role model for an entire generation. Determined to succeed despite her past she became the first black woman on national television and a millionaire at the age of 32. She’s consistently voted one of the most influential people by Time, and is considered one of the 100 most influential people of the 20th century. The lesson is that no matter where your origins are, it’s up to you to decide what you will make of your life. Sitting down and wallowing in your own self pity means you will achieve nothing in your life. The battle isn’t over until you say it is.

    Taking a step away from reality there are many motivational fables that serve an ultimate goal of delivering a lesson, which is the second type of motivational story you can share with employees. Your objective is to get your staff thinking, and reflecting on their own behaviors and actions. If you are really listening to your staff and know what’s troubling them, the right use of a motivational story can empower them to make their own decisions.



    Who are these people –
    These doers of deeds,
    These dreamers of dreams?
    Who make us believe

    Who are these people
    Who still win the day-
    When the odds are against them
    And strength fades away?

    These people are champions,
    For they never give in.
    A heart beats within them
    That is destined to win.

    They follow their dreams
    Though the journey seems far,
    From the top of the mountain
    They reach out to a star.

    And when they have touched it-
    When their journey is done-
    They give to us hope
    From victories they won.

    So here’s to champion’s-
    To all their great deeds.
    They follow their hearts
    And become winners indeed.

    Tom Krause

    Beautiful- ⛵


  8. The doll and the white Rose:

    I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

    The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her. I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.”

    His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me.” “I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

    I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.”

    A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

    The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving…



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  10. MqcNeil Island Prison has a history to tell

    // ‘Home Sweet Home’ for murderers, drug smugglers and train robbers, even Charles Manson admitted he couldn’t escape
    BY  STEVE DUNKELBERGER Thursday, 6 October 2011
    The history of McNeil Island goes back well before it housed inmates. For millennia, Native American tribes along Puget Sound, mainly the Steilacoom, Nisqually and Puyallup, stayed on the island during fishing and trading journeys around the waterway before white settlers arrived, but none of the tribes claim the island as tribal land.
    The island gained its name in 1841, after a boat captain who worked for the Hudson’s Bay Company in present-day DuPont. Captain William Henry McNeill was credited for discovering and founding the city of Victoria, British Columbia. The island name dropped the second “l” with the passage of time and was standardized. Noted pioneer Ezra Meeker homesteaded on the island in the mid-1850s before going off-island to found the City of Puyallup in 1862. The island became a territorial prison on May 28, 1875. The first inmate admitted was Abraham Gervais – sentenced to 20 months for selling alcohol to Native Americans.
    An ironic twist of historical fate is that the island was selected as a site for the prison because it was easily accessible since boats could travel faster than horses in those days. The costs of running a ferry to the island during modern times made the prison too costly to operate compared to mainland facilities and led to its closure.
    The original cell house of the territorial prison was standard facilities for the “Old West.” It had 48 cells with no running water, plumbing, electricity or heating.
    A second cell opened in 1911. It was state of the art because it had electric lights. One of the early inmates to cross the welcome mat to that facility during that time was Robert Stroud, known better as the “Birdman of Alcatraz.” For the record, Stroud never even had any birds at Alcatraz, and his love of the feathered fellows actually started in McNeil, where he was serving time for manslaughter only to kill an inmate in 1909 and won a trip to the infamous prison in Leavenworth, Kansas. Killing a guard there landed him a trip to the famous island prison off the shores of San Francisco in the 1930s.
    Flash forward to the 1960s. Mass murderer Charles Manson was sent to McNeil in 1961 for crossing state lines for the purpose of prostitution and forging a government check. He was serving a seven-year sentence and learned how to play the guitar at McNeil, a hobby that led him to Hollywood in search of a record deal by rubbing elbows with the Beach Boys. That deal never came, so he formed “the family” instead and went down in history with his murderous “Helter Skelter” rampage as the 1960s ended.
    “The island is only 20 minutes from the mainland, but damn, to be so close yet so far is frightening,” Manson would later write. “The return trip takes years, and sometimes never happens for the guys who go there to serve time… I pictured myself trying to swim the water, escaping the island. Nope! Too deep, too cold and too far, I would need something that floated. Escape is a dream, not a reality.”
    One of Manson’s best friends on the island, and who actually gave him guitar lessons, was Baker mobster Alvin “Creepy” Karpis. In April 1962, with Alcatraz in the process of being closed, he had been transferred to McNeil.
    Lost in the discussion about McNeil Island is the story of Roy Gardner, the last of the great train robbers of the 1920s. Newspapers across the West dubbed him the “Smiling Bandit,” the “Mail Train Bandit” and the “King of the Escape Artists.” Gardner is said to the most hunted man in Pacific Coast history, alongside famed hijacker D.B. Cooper.
    Gardner found himself at McNeil, serving a 25-year sentence for robbing a mail truck in 1920. He openly said, “I’ll never serve it,” as the sentence was announced. He was right… sort of. He would not serve it at McNeil for long. Gardner and two drug smugglers he was shackled to grabbed a guard’s gun while the train they were riding slowed into the Portland depot. He was captured a year later and escaped the same way on his second train trip from California to Washington. He even bragged about his deeds to the guards as they made fun of the fact that they were entering the Rose City. He told them he would tell them how he was going to escape this time right after he went to the restroom. A guard even escorted him in handcuffs to the bathroom, but he took the officer’s gun just like he had the previous year. He then simply stepped off the train just north of the Columbia River.
    He was recaptured and finally made it to McNeil on June 17, 1921, mentioning to the warden that he would not be staying long as the guards handed him over to the prison.
    Gardner made good on his claim when he escaped on Sept. 5, 1921. He was watching a baseball game in the prison yard. Guards were so wrapped up in the game that they did not notice that he and two former Fort Lewis nurses-turned-inmates escaped by clipping their way through the prison fence.
    They would have all made good on their escape had the sharp-shooter in the nearby guard tower cared about the game. But he did not. He was eyeing his post as usual. He left one of the former soldiers dead and a lead round from his Springfield in Gardner’s leg. But Gardner still managed to elude capture.
    Gardner then swam from Fox Island to the mainland. Nothing was heard of Gardner’s whereabouts until someone robbed a Southern Pacific train at Maricopa, Ariz. on Nov. 3, 1921, and he was listed as the bandit. A botched robbery a week later proved that when Gardner was arrested with another 25 years added to his sentence. This time, he went to Leavenworth Penitentiary. A few prison shuffles later, and he found himself at Alcatraz. He was released in 1939. Some $250,000 of his loot still lies hidden, some of which is rumored to be in Pierce County.
    In the late 1970s, the federal Bureau of Prisons decided to close the facility. The state negotiated to take over the facility to house its convicts. The facility transferred from a federal institution to the Washington State Department of Corrections and became known as McNeil Island Corrections Center in 1981.
    In late 2010, the state announced plans to close the penitentiary by 2011 and saving $14 million in the process. The last inmates left on April 1. A high-security treatment facility, called the Special Commitment Center, for violent sexual offenders remains on the island and is run by the Department of Social and Health Services for sex offenders who have served their prison sentences but have been civilly committed to mental health treatment because they have been deemed likely to reoffend. It houses about 300 patients. Only one is a woman.



  11. Rumi’s wise answers to questions put to him..

    What is poison?

    Anything which is more than our necessity is poison. It may be power, wealth, hunger, ego, greed, laziness, love, ambition, or anything.

    What is fear?

    Non-acceptance of uncertainty. If we accept the uncertainty, it becomes an adventure!

    What is envy?

    Non-acceptance of the goodness in others. If we accept the goodness, it becomes inspiration!

    What is anger?

    Non-acceptance of the things which are beyond our control. If we accept, it becomes tolerance!

    What is hatred?

    Non-acceptance of others as they are. If we accept them unconditionally, it becomes love!


  12. Friends with Harley Davidson:

    Thanks F.W.H.D’s for all the likes, shares and comments. This is the Voodoo, Fat Bastard not shown. I may have not posted it correctly? Any way, let’s all have a safe, yet exciting riding season. Keep the sails in the wind, and keels on their courses. It’s not what you ride, it’s just that we ride 😁😍🤓😎


  13. Are you here?

    Sometimes you sit down and take a look at the situation of your life. You did a personal assessment on your journey of life, to see where you were coming from, where you stand right now and which direction you are heading in life. Then you feel depressed with the result you g get. You feel bad because you are not where you really wanna be in life. You feel sad because you have tried everything and nothing seems to be working for you.

    You get depressed because you’re not who you used be and not where you used to be. You break down emotionally when all efforts to make it in life seems like an impossible dream that won’t come to pass. When all the efforts and struggles is bringing no positive. You think maybe its not in your destiny to be successful in life. The situation of your life gives you sleepless nights and you are crying bitterly while no one one is watching. When age is greater than achievement the soul becomes depressed.

    Or here?…..
    It becomes more painful when you realized you are in this situation alone. When no one who understands what you are going through alone. It’s a very painful feelings when there’s no shoulder to lean on during our trial period in life. It becomes more depressing when you are been rejected by the people you love. When you’re are been constantly criticized by your spouse, parents, family and friends. Those who doesn’t know what you’re going through are now condemning and blaming you why you failed.

    Those who promised never to leave you come rain or shine are the first to leave and those who used to laugh with you are now laughing at you. You begin to loose confidence and faith in yourself and thinking very low of yourself. You start thinking maybe you are good for nothing and have nothing to offer. You begin to doubt if U are someone worthy of being loved or to be in love. You begin to withdraw from everything and everybody and start loosing interest in life.

    Then read this………
    Everybody in life is fighting a war. Some problems are visible while some cannot be seen. If all problems of life were made visible to the eyes. Some people will steal your problems and run away with it, because their problems are bigger but they still manage to laugh. GOD never promised days without nights. Everybody will have their moments in life. The rich will cry and the poor will laugh. There’s no single soul who got it 100% all through his/her journey of life. The holy prophets are the closest creatures to GOD but despite the closeness they still pass through the inevitable trials of life.
    Never allow your situation to take over your life. Your situation does not reduce your value or makes you a lesser human being.

    Your situation is not your destiny, Its just a temporary stage of life that everyone will pass. You are never alone in your journey of life. GOD is with you at every point in time. You did not came into existence after birth. You have been existing ever before you were born. GOD was with rinside your mothers womb and HE never leaves you alone. He has finished HIS plans in your life ever before you were born and start making your own plans. Pray to GOD and put your hopes in HIM. Destiny may not favor everybody but the grace of GOD surely covers everyone of us. Never give up on yourself…

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  14. Sad but true, Wealth holds power. When I had nothing, the lines ere much longer. Now that there’s a little to spare, I can just shop from home and have it delivered. All my transactions can be done by phone, but I’m yet to be Rich enough not to be left on hold. !!!

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  15. I could go biserk sometimes trying to figure things out. People accusing others of this, yet they do that. I am not free of guilt myself. Opinions so strong that blind my sight. I often tell the tale of the coin flip. I once was shown the power one coin can have over a human mind. Try balancing a glass on a nickel. Spin a dime and see how it lands. Flip a quarter in the air. What has more power, heads or tails? Many of games have been won or lost by the flip of a coin. Life is not a gamble, In fact it’s quite presious, a breath of fresh air . I myself will always defend it.


  16. Memories, some happy, some sad. Some I have loved and others I can’t. Lessons I’ve learned over the past that taught me to accept The things I can not change and the things that I can.Some have more value, others less. I slipped a few times to get ahead only to find, I could not be more content than I am. ❤💪🤓😎

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  17. An old “HOPETOWN” races photo… 🙂 Them were the days… 😉
    HOPETOWN is all they were ever called it for the 10 years of motocross races. Bob Hope purchased Corriganville in 1965, and ran it as Hopeville for a year before it closed. Then named it “HOPETOWN”, and started the AMA (American Motocross Association), with the Dirt Diggers association. Together they started the motocross races which made the site WORLD FAMOUS! The Grand Prix motorcycle races were two day events, run on a Saturday and Sunday each year.

    The Mudhole…The two day event in November 1967 was filmed by ABC for their Wide World of Sports show. In that event, some of the world’s best motorcycle riders participated, and in the 250cc Class, the first 6 places were won by foreigners.
    The course began near Robin Hood Lake/Robin Hood Forest and headed east and north through the foothills, coming out of the hills along the Burma Trail near Fort Apache, then down past the outlaw shack on the eastern edge of Silvertown, where the course headed back towards the starting point. Large boulders had to be dodged and high cliffs needed to be skirted. For the motorcycle riders that wasn’t so much of a problem as it was for the side hack (sidecar) racers. They took up approximately 3 times as much space as the single riders. These races continued for ten more years.

    Most of the buildings on the ranch burned in fires in 1970 and 1979. By 1976, an annual two-day motorcycle race was the only event staged at “HOPETOWN” (Corriganville). (Y) I loved the HOPETOWN races every year… 😉

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  18. OK, I warned you a few months ago that I would be posting some profound things. Experience gained from mistakes only becomes wisdom once it is acknowledged and corrected. We can dwell in ignorance forever until we become wiling to confront our own faults. They are not Demons that possess , its the lack of Faith that consumes us.

    I want to be cool, something beyond unique. I’ve searched to find that one thing that would set me apart. Nothing I could find was more satisfying than being myself.

    I saw a Lass on a purple scooter. The bike was all polished and shined , it’s chrome glistered. I Looked into the rider’s eye’s and saw a disconnection. The soul was not connected to the Iron. The past was trapping her from her future. Let go, let God. Believe that all good things come to those who believe. 😎❤


  19. What is wrong with America? As long as I can remember, and I can go back a few decades, We have always had controversial views on politics. I can remember my elders squabbling over election outcomes as far back as my toddler years. Left, Right, Red and Blue. A two party system that over powers any other. There has always been scandal. Unless you owned a T.V. or got a news paper, and many households didn’t have the luxury, it just wasn’t as appearant. I remember growing up and Russia and communism was our biggest fear. As long as I’ve been alive we have been at war to defend against it. I suspect we always will be as long as I am still alive. Though it may be flawed, we have remained safe while others died for it. You are comfortable in your homes, and probably enjoying a meal. Others are being crucified and starving. Instead of crying over spilled milk, get up and support those who have been selected to Govern and keep us free. So many do not vote but they are the first to squabble. They cry like little children instead of being part of the solution. To weaken any adversary is to cause havoc and confusion among them, and cause division to weaken them. The enemy has you right where they want you. By saying that the President is not yours is the same as disclaiming your Citizenship. If you can not support it, leave it!!! I lay odds that many who disagree with this will be blasting their fireworks this July and not even have a clue why we do it 💪✌🙏🤓😎


  20. Who among us is qualified anymore than or current Government to lead us and please everyone on earth. ? God!!! If you can do better please be on my ballot in 2020. In the meantime, let’s share something uplifting instead of this stupid War over our own Political views.


  21. Anxiety isn’t just having a hard time catching your breath. Anxiety is waking up at 3 am from a dead sleep because your heart is racing. Anxiety is breaking out in a rash for no reason. Anxiety is stressing over things that may or my not be real. Anxiety is questioning your faith, how could my creator allow me to feel this way!? Anxiety is calling your sister 3 hours before she gets up for work, in hopes she’ll answer so you can get your mind off the attack. Anxiety is a 2 am shower. Anxiety is your mood changing in a matter of minutes. Anxiety is uncontrollable shaking and twitching. Anxiety is crying, real and painful tears. Anxiety is nausea. Anxiety is crippling. Anxiety is dark. Anxiety is having to make up excuse after excuse for your behavior. Anxiety is fear. Anxiety is worry. Anxiety is physically and emotionally draining. Anxiety is raw. Anxiety is real. Anxiety is a fight with your spouse, even though you’re not mad. Anxiety is snapping at the smallest annoyance. Anxiety is flashbacks. Anxiety is “what if.” Anxiety is a lot of “what’s wrong” and “I don’t know.”

    Your feelings matter. Just because you’re bothered by something others aren’t, it doesn’t make you crazy or worthless. Some of the most successful people in life have anxiety. This is not your fault. This is not the end. You are strong. You are intelligent. You are brave. You are worthy.

    If you ever need someone to talk to, please don’t hesitate to reach out. I’ll never ever be upset if you make me your 2 am phone call.



    Hello my FACEBOOK friends who are also my brothers and sisters that I grew up with, as well as the ones that I met afterwards.

    I am sharing with you today exactly what I do with my life. I mean my entire life revolves around all of the following. All my music, all my books and everything else I do is all tied to what I am sharing with you today. Here is a bit of how I achieved KNOLWEDGE, WISDOM and UNDERSTANDING from Almighty God in a way that very few have come to possess! I am extremely humble, but at the same time if the sky is blue, it is blue. A rocket scientist knows rocket science. I don’t! I do know what God is teaching me. I do not have a family, there is just me. That is why God has worked with me, because I can give Him 100% of ALL my attention 24/7. Can you all see the wisdom here? Kobe Bryant and other greats became such good basketball players because all their efforts went into basketball. I have put ALL my efforts here. Matthew 7:7 has in the verse, this phrase–> “SEEK’ and you WILL FIND” (begin to seek [present]). Then; Matthew 7:8 has “he who ‘SEEKS’ finds”(found [Pass-tense]). But so many tell me that they have sought the truth, but their words and actions have demonstrated to me that they have still fallen short of the real truth. Then they may argue and say this very foolish statement; “that is your truth and this is my truth”. Really??? Wow, so each who say this are not really in truth as they are simply too stubborn to admit that they may possibly be mistaken. That seems so foolish as if one believes something different obviously someone is mistaken, yet this dilemma is what confounds man even today. I have learned just because someone tells us that they did seek, it doesn’t mean that they really did. Imagine that, someone telling us something not true, or exaggerating to extremes (I am being sarcastic)! I have since learned that to “SEEK” is NOT just going somewhere and listening to someone else talk. That is just lazy… We must be willing to dig for it, I mean even when we think something, dig more to make absolutely 100% positively sure. But this cannot even BE without the guidance of God, harmoniously with that of a humble heart. Without a humble heart the TRUTH is impossible to achieve!

    When it comes to thinking things through, I have always had as my goal to find the answers to things Unknown. There is a true and correct answer to EVERYTHING. But to actually come to the real truth is not something that is easily achieved. One has to be ready to admit that they can make mistakes and be wrong (humble heart). The knowledge of what is TRUE and CORRECT is the ultimate goal. That can only be achieved by being humble and not just wanting to appear right. What good is appearance if it is not true? That is simply the ways of a fool. I have seen so many settle for a mere belief rather than stay the course and achieve the essence of truth. We, MANKIND, have extremely vivid imaginations. So vivid in fact that the real truth can become clouded. It was not until my mind was set on the correct path that the answers started to be visible to me. I saw that there was only ONE thing that everyone agreed on in life. That one thing was the “date”. For some reason everyone you would talk to always agreed that the date was the same to everyone. So I used that as my starting point. The year is the date in which I speak. Today is 2017… Now here in the USA we are all taught that the date revolves around the birth of Jesus. (This is also true in the rest of the world.) Now my thinking on this was well after I asked Jesus into my heart back in 1976. So I already had a good idea of His life. But I had to seek diligently to find answers that even preachers did not know! So when the concept of Jesus is so important that “TIME” itself revolves around Him, He had to be the focal point in which the real truth would be achieved!

    What I have found when speaking to many who say they have the truth, is that many speak opposing beliefs on what the truth is. I saw that they must be missing something, then I found this scripture; Proverbs 16:3 “Commit your works to the LORD and your plans WILL succeed”. I have witnessed many who say they have done this. But then I saw that man’s human nature is very stubborn and does not like to be corrected or even admit that they may be wrong. So once again with a humble heart I sought out to find the truth of this and my findings were that to actually KNOW the truth… one must first be willing to step outside their comfort zone. One must not settle for things, and seek beyond what they may merely be taught. One must seek beyond things reasoned in their mind stuff they have settled to believe that something is true or not. The truth cannot be obtained by man without the guidance of the one who the essence of “TRUTH” revolves around. Like I said earlier that the only thing everyone agrees on is the date. That means the One who the date revolves around is the point from where the real truth can be obtained! Then we must be willing to seek beyond what most are willing to go through to find it (truth) and then be open to receive it. The lack of this is why the real TRUTH eludes so many today, and even from Adam & Eve until now. Whether one seeks it personally or hears it from another, seeking the real TRUTH can be, and is, a lifelong undertaking task that is of the utmost importance! The key here is; to gain the real TRUTH one must seek WISDOM and true UNDERSTANDING first! This is the quest that I embarked on from 1976. God has since filled my head with things unknown to even preachers. This is what the three books that He had me write have in them. There “IS” solid undeniable proof within the pages of the HOLY BIBLE that God is the One who had everything written in it.

    The problem with man is that man is looking for the proof in the wrong place. Where it is found could not have been understood until this last generation. That is why man, up until this point, man has not been given this knowledge yet. This is the purposes of this scripture–> Luke 8:17 “For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open.”

    God is revealing things today that have been hidden since the beginning.

    Today man is really messing up. The norm today is “what is right is wrong and what is wrong is right”. The confusion in the world is at its peak. This is why God had this revealed today.

    I am making videos from the over 40 years of learning that explain so much… They are talking videos, not my music videos. I will post them and as you see them and have time, I suggest that you watch them, and from them you will grow in knowledge that will help you in many ways. They will give you tools to also help unbelievers so they too can see the truth of God that in this generation eludes so many.

    Love you guys.

    God bless



  23. The four finger pianist:

    4-finger pianist
    This story will inspire you… to realize how anyone can overcome adversity!

    What do you do when you’re born with two digits on each hand and your legs are amputated at the knees when you’re three? Well, if you’re Hee Ah Lee, you become a concert pianist. She is quite a pro at it now, and you’ll love hearing her play… watch this video below:

    Hee Ah Lee was born with sever physical deformities. She only had two fingers on each hand. And her legs ended at her knees. Her doctors didn’t expect her to live.

    But she did live. At the age of six she started to play piano. At the time, her four fingers were very weak. She couldn’t even hold a pencil. Her mother hoped playing piano would strengthen her grip.

    It worked. But more than that, Lee found a calling. She now tours the world, playing for stunned audiences. She plays pieces that would be difficult for able-bodied pianists.

    TRUE Story according to

    The videos are real and Hee Ah Lee is Authentic. It is the story of a mother and a daughter who have overcome odds from the very beginning.

    Lee’s mother became unexpectedly pregnant while married to a disabled man. Doctors told her that because of a medication she had been taking her child would not be normal. She elected to continue with the pregnancy and in 1985 in Seoul, South Korea, little Hee Ah Lee was born with only two fingers on each hand, disfigurement of her legs, and slight brain injury. The hospital told Sun that she could not care for the child at home and relatives wanted her to place the child for adoption in a foreign country. Sun thought her baby was beautiful, however, and was determined that she would live a successful life.

    When Lee was a pre-schooler her mother decided that she wanted her daughter to take piano lessons and for two reasons. One was that she felt it would help her strengthen her hands so she could hold a pencil. The other was that she felt that if she could master the piano, she could master anything. For six months piano schools turned them down then the one teacher who did accept the task got discouraged and wanted to quit. It became a three-month contest of wills between mother and daughter that led to a confrontation in which Sun actually threw her daughter on the floor in frustration. She said Lee got back up on the piano bench and for the first time played the children’s song she had been trying to learn. That was the turning point and one year later Lee won the grand prize in a piano concert for Kindergartners. It was at age 7 that Lee won Korea’s 19th National Handicap Conquest Contest and was presented with her award by the President of Korea.

    Today Lee is 22, has won numerous awards, and is a widely traveled concert pianist with more than 200 appearances. Her first album titled “Hee-ah, a Pianist with Four Fingers” was to be released in June, 2008.

    Lee gives tribute to her mother for challenging her to master the piano and said that although her training was difficult, “as time went by, the piano became my source of inspiration and my best friend.”

    Hee Ah Lee pianist at the piano


  24. I’m not really Liberial nor conservative. I do not claim any Political party, though I belong to some organizations that may support one or the other. I am neither left or right but ambidextrous , it just depends sometimes which is strongest. I believe this ; All things are permissible but may not be Benificial. We reap what we sow. If you plant in bad soil you’ll grow weeds, Having a kind heart is not defined by your wealth and donations but by your selfless contributions. To love does not lack discipline. Division is of the lesser and multiplication the greater but few will find the equal. I’m still searching for the balance as experience gains knowledge. Faith has more power than believing. In the very end , is all this fighting worth it ?


  25. My last ride after getting out of the hospital.Two years inactive. I was still pretty sick. But that was and has been my hope in recovery. My Brother and Cousin. As I watch them get miles, I still sit idle. Recovering. Bikes are in the barn needing TLC and I sit waiting for the next test results. If I spent as much money on my bikes as my Dr. bills I’d be on the road riding to my destiney instead of waiting out my fate. Love to all I’ve had pleasure sharing many rides and roads. In the meantime keep your sails in the wind and the keel in the wakes , push down on your bars don’t pull. Stagger and space according to speed to leave escape route for someone in trouble. Never leave anyone behind. The center line is a division of roadway , respect it. Move right to on comming traffic, don’t trust them to stay in their lane. Dim or brighten lights for road conditions or when approaching and following other vehicles. Your Head lamps should be properly adjusted to see the road and still not blind . Most of all is attitude. Tricks and stunts are cool on track or parade , but on the street is no charade. Respect for others gets respect. Whether a group of 100 or all alone , The journey gets us to our destinations. 😎 G.I.L.F.


  26. Twas the night afore Christmas as mild as you’d like
    Not a motorcycle was rumbling, no’ even a trike
    Ma leather was hung on the hook by the stair
    In hopes that braw weather, would soon be there
    The ratbike was anchored ootside in it’s tent
    With memories of evry ride day bein well spent
    From the kitchen the drip of long-leaky tap
    We had just settled doon for a wee festive nap
    When out on the lawn, arose such a rumble
    I sprang from the bed as I started to grumble
    Afore my astonished eyes did appear
    A pack of wild bikers laden with gear,
    The one at the lead so lively and quick
    I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick
    He was dressed all in leather, from his head to his foot
    His clothes were all tarnished with roadsalt & soot
    A road-worn north pole patch adorned his wide back
    Down the chimney he came, carrying a massive red sack
    He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
    As he filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk,
    And laying a finger on the bridge of his nose,
    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose
    He sprang to his bike, to his team a hand sign
    As they cranked aw their throttles and got into line,
    Now Honda, Now Harley, Now Triumph, and Trike,
    On Kawasaki, On Suzuki, on survival ratbike,
    But I heard him exclaim as he roared out of sight
    Keep the rubber side down and have a good ride.
    Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

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