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Monday, January 4, 2016

"Sinbad the Sailor Man’s Interest with the Rhime of "The" Ancient Mariner Part One Verses 15 & 16" ~Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

Sinbad the Sailor Man’s Interest with the Rhime of "The" Ancient Mariner Part One Verses 15 &16



"The Rhime of the Ancient Mariner" by Samuel Coleridge

A Dissection by a religious Zealot, the Captain of His Own Ship, the Fair Lady the "Lover of Lost Souls" Captain: Sinbad, the Sailor Man

A forum I found at http://gradesaver.com/

I will attempt to explain; How I a Man of faith view a poem written by a Schooled man of Faith, and in a time of worries.


For those of you who have followed and read my poems and articles you may or may not know, I write poems mostly, but do on occasion write opinionated religious banter as seen through the Captains Eyes.

I have written verses one through fourteen of Part One of “The Rhime of the Ancient Mariner” by Samuel Coleridge with wikinut.com and I thought that I would write these next two verses with Triond.com to draw those who are interested in my works to some of my others, here on the Inter-net.

So Here we go:
A dissection by a religious Zealot! Captain Sinbad, the Sailor Man

Again I will remind you all, I have no formal teachings on the theology of the Christian faith or its so claimed Church. But I do read the Good Book from time to time and listen a lot to what others have to say about the legal Document they have come to worship, the Holy Bible.

 I on the other hand prefer the Story of the Book and the Stories contain within in IT.

I believe the truth is hidden within the story. And as you come to believe with Faith and accept the Truth of the nature of God and His only begotten Son the Lord Jesus, the Christ and the Saviour of us all! You may also see what I see.

Verse 15 of Part One
The ice was here, the ice was there,
The ice was all around:
It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
Like noises in a swound!

The ice was here, the ice was there, 
From the preceding verses of this writes dissection,  you will see I refer to the ice as more then just a form of the water, but also a condition of the water or the Spirit or emotions of the Father at this point in time.

You might ask does God even have emotions? I would assure you, He most definitely does, God is the Master Mold that we were all cut from, every thing we have ever imagined. God has already experienced and defined as either Good or Evil, Light or Dark, Just or Unjust, everything! Nothing is new under our sun or His Son.

The ice was here, the ice was there,
Ice again is a reference to GOD as is water, Mist, snow, rain, seas, lakes, oceans, the deep, rivers, streams, etc, etc. Ice implies cold and hard solid. Satan is saying,God has become Cold and Hard, UN-bending, UN- yielding, on this one point.

The ice was all around: 
Satan again is claiming what so many of today's unbelievers are claiming, If there is a GOD why is He so unfair so Unwilling, to give to me what He has and I want. After all I am His child, His creation, and I want It, yes we all want what we want.

Like a spoiled little child does, but not every thing is in our power to control and to handle. Not everything is good for everyone while it is in that child’s hands. This  is the point God is trying to teach the “Light Giver” or Barer, Lucifer who thinks he has come of age. So he is seeing everything as a spoiled little child would, but he knows better.

It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, 
 I don’t know if you every been upon a glacier or an ice pack or frozen lake when it starts this action and these noises, it is an awful frightening experienced, especially if you have fallen into the frozen waters beneath this fragile barrier before, but who is the one experiencing this eerie feeling?

Is it God, is it Satan, or is it Creation itself? Questions that we may never have answered.

Like noises in a swound!
 Here take special notice of this word Swound A misspelling? Or and old world word for swoon: a rapture or to faint due to a romantic advance or overload? I would venture it was both for the swoon lead to a wound or wound(s).

Poets and writers of old, had plenty of time to play with words, in fact they lived and/or died by them, not unlike some of today's poets, in other third world Countries still do.

Yes I would venture (s)wound(!) was a stealthy way to imply the wound and /or wounds that Satan claimed and that was being done or about to be done, because of these rebellious few.

As I have stated before the information I will depict and share, is all questionable and opinionated by the Inner man of Spirit and not the outer man of Flesh and it will require meditation and asking of the Father and His comforter the Holy Spirit, to see the parallels of this poem and the Good Book’s Story.

Sinbad is a Religious Zealot, filled with zeal for the story. He has a depth about him that others may or may not, a true gift? Maybe or maybe he is just nuts, but I think he is not. Donnie

Verse 16 of Part One
At length did cross an Albatross:
Thorough the fog it came;
As if it had been a Christian soul,
We hailed it in God’s name.

At length did cross an Albatross:
OK now we are back to the depth of your beliefs in whether you are a believer or a non believer. Everybody secretly wants too, if not, most want to go to Heaven.The only problem is they don’t want God, to be there when they arrive.

The believer most definitely does, for they know or understand that God is the only ONE, that has and can maintain it.

Some have heard that Heaven was or is divided into thirds. Some can’t bring themselves to this, others wont except it, but we live a reminder of it, all of our lives.

Past, Present, and Future I think it is, just that easy! Others say no,no, and they say it loudly, which neither makes it right or wrong just loud.

At length did cross an Albatross:
The length of a ship is from aft to stern or visa verser a, from stern to aft. From beginning to the ending or from the ending to the beginning or from the front  to the back. A little mind twisting here, but remember God is never effected by time, but we now are.

Three Parts of Heaven, three God Heads, Father is One, Son is One, and The Holy Ghost, was and is One. Remember Time has no effect on GOD, remember it is not conceivable to our human minds while they reside in these flesh bodies, remember we are also Spirit.

It is much to digest truly it is. Further ahead in this write more will be revealed of these conditions of being.

At length did cross an Albatross:
Much is implied by this vision and visitation of this particular bird, A large white Bird which at this point in time would have been a known blessing or good sign or omen, by the Crew at least. The crew knew all about this Albatross which most agree is the Lord Jesus and rightly so.

Thorough the fog it came; 
Pay Close attention to the first Word most would glance over it and the mind may tell you, it is actually through the fog it came, but it is not a mistake or a misuse, it was chosen to imply perfection which our Lord Jesus Was and Is.

A completed work with a definite purpose. Which is why Jesus was sent, keep in mind this is Satan speaking to GOD the Father. As God is on His way, to complete the wedding of Jesus and the Bride or the Church or the lost children.

As if it had been a Christian soul,
OK again the stealth of the writer is about to take place here, he is going to imply the Albatross is what he is not,but did become.

Remember the writer is telling the story as if, being told by Satan to the Father. So he is making the same old claims, that Jesus was not a man or human, but in fact was a God. Then Satan confirms it or tries to, by stating that they hailed (it) being the man or human in GOD’s Name.

We hailed it in God’s name. 
 OK now again remember who is telling whom the story and remember it is not always easy, to keep everything stealthy and clicking for the UN-intended readers of this write.

Remember this is a plea to the Creator from one who has cause insurmountable hurt, harm, and destruction. But, even still claims no fault.

This is Satan saying that he did right by Jesus, which we all know is not true, but remember their is no truth found in Satan.

This is how he received his name from GOD in the first place. This is the reason we are all here going through what we all must go through.

I make no claims to know or to be any one special in this dissection.

This is just some thing that I was struck to do, and so I did it! And I will try to complete the whole write.

This is a rather lengthy Write and this will take me some time to complete, as I am rather busy building my empire .

No offense is intended or was meant I just like this write and what it made me feel and see. Thank you Donnie/Sinbad the Sailor Man

Part I Verses 1&2
Part I Verses 3&4
Part I Verses 5&6
Part I Verses 7&8
Part I Verses 9&10
Part I Verses 11&12
Part I Verses 13&14

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Monday, July 27, 2015

"Two's Lips Become a Flower" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


 

 

 

A little Bit of Poetry; Religious of Course



"Two's Lips Become a Flower"

A Sailors Moon
She flowers with the passions
"Sixty Seconds" no stopped watched
Optical Illusions, sandwiched by the Un-sub's ways
Pushed and pulled; a heart tares
It becomes, the Broken
Evening tides slip within
Silken sheets there lies the sin
Her cries defeated whom has she cheated
Three with rosy cheeks there with speaks a tree; logical logic
With many words; head games no one proclaims!
Dead space and deafening quiet
Blazers blaze, the earth she shakes
Decisions upon this she makes; the Earth Quakes
Split blood, un-received not only twice, but thrice
A cock crows, for thy sake the ground is cursed
In your stead now go till the land be forever weary of
his merry men

Twins and yet Not Brothers

Hurricane is blown so hard and chased
By these winds; sore these four; only one was Able
As they gathered no crowns or gowns
No grounds to stand upon; He frowns
Clowns and fools who's Wonderland is this?
No! not Watson' or Holmes perhaps twas Alice's
Which Shylock did this? Yahoo! Twas not my Messenger?
Not one apple was eaten!
I formed only Figs in this here garden
And for you some dust covered bones, but
No More! No you shall have not; an encore
Two busy bees have become my flower
And hour after hour she whithers she dries
Meet her mate who two does cry; for both shall now have to die
Now sons of man thou hast became
For the making of two's lips which have deflowered
My Flower

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


The Story of "Adam and Eve"

Were Adam and Eve the Only Two Created, People on Earth? 

Were They Even on Earth?


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The Man Inside the Man
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Sinbad the Sailor Man
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Monday, February 24, 2014

"My Friend is No Friend"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: Reflections of a True Friendship



"My Friend is No Friend"


Down on my luck again

My so called friend


Took back his truck again


Although he, didn't have need of it


He has a parking lot full of them


Yet he needed the one I was driving then


I have done more for this guy, then he deserves


But, who is counting? 

I guess I am, I guess?


Sometimes I believe it is just me

And all the excuses I make

For God’s sake and my soul’s place in Heaven


I go way out of my way for my friends


And yet they pretend to be, like me


And yet they aren't, but again who is counting on me?


I guess just me


People say, I am too nice and to forgiving


That may be true but, who am I not to be?


To be me, and to be just in this way


It is just the way I am

And this way I will stay


In spite of myself and every one else


For sure enough I’ll soon be back on my knees again

Praying


For all that I lost or that was giving away to me, this day


My Friends don’t realize that none of it, was mine to begin with


That it is not me that they would profit from


But from Him that gave to me, His one and only Son


His little Lamb, this Son of Man, His begotten Son


That is who they would profit from


Although we don’t see eye to eye He has always


Stood by me, even when I have pushed Him away


He gave to me this only begotten son, why?


He, gave Him, to me to suffer and to die


To me He gave Him, to bleed for me


To be crucified, and to be criticized for me


To bare My sins, He gave me Him!


And then He, would still let me, back into their lives


To my Friend I bow down for and cry, forgive me Lord


You’d! Better believe It!


For my friend is no longer just my friend, He is my GOD


And His Son is my Life’s only Savior


I say: praise be to my friend, the Lord Jesus Christ


I hope you will give him a chance

To be your friend



A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


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Thursday, February 13, 2014

"An Injured Soldier"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: A Falling Angel's Reflections on His Time Here on Earth, When He Strayed From His Mission at Hand


"An Injured Soldier"

 

As I sit and ponder the incurring sentences

 Of my time on this earthly plain; for all of my insurrections

 While in my fathers army; I was a miss guided youth

 Of many years in need; to be reprieved

 From my uncertainties; and  my indiscretions

 I followed the others like a goat on a rope

 I had no thoughts of my own and I liked it that way

 Then one day you came flittering by


 With flowers in your hair; love struck, stars in your eyes

 You made my heart leap through my hardened breast plate

 I dropped my sword, my spear, and shield, I took my helmet off

 I was defenseless

 I began to have thoughts of my very own

 I walked upright and fearless

 Then you left, stuck my heart on a spit

 And slow roasted it over a pit of sorrow

 Hotter than any hell’s fire

 My darling Sprite, you were such a delight

 No matter the cost, I’d suffer it all over again

 
A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


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Sunday, December 8, 2013

Have You Ever Lived a Dream

Have you ever lived a dream
bathed in an ice-cold stream
loved and lost
Have you ever wished to die

Have you ever believed in anything or everything
Do you remember why
Have you ever approved or disapproved
Have you

Have you ever sold your soul, your dignity, or your pride
Did you ever get them back
Have you ever wondered what it is
That you may lack

Have you ever wished for anything
Did you see it come to pass
Have you ever done anything, that you were not told to do or asked
Do you know what it is that you are going to do

Do you remember how you ended up here now
Do you wonder how this all came to be and why
Were where you yesterday
Why it is you are still here, today

Have you ever won the game, to find you only lose
Have you ever lost it all and came away, a bit confused
Have you ever watched the shadows on the wall
The way they dance about

Have you ever lied for, cheated for, or stolen
But, a signal kiss
Have you ever bathed in an ice-cold stream
Did you ever live a dream

Of course you have but, why is it that you’ve stopped
Why wont you set them free, let them live again
All of them, release them from this winter’s siege
These cold and thoughtless, thoughts

Remember those sunrises and those that have yet to set
While you sail the oceans blue
While you dance in fields of clover
Yes, even when you walk through the barren sands

By God you have seen more in your last hours, than the whole of any man
You have flown across the skies, straight into the eye of a hurricane
Just to find out if it could be done, yes you have, don’t you remember
You have forgotten your beauty, your mystery, and your duties,

Yes you have, forgotten
You have held the powers of death and destruction
In your hands
You know these answers to be true, don’t you

Did not, you go where Angels fear to tread
Or were these all, just thoughts
In our tiny little heads
I too, have wished to be dead

Have you ever given up only to find out, that you were right
Did not you, dance the dance, sing the songs
And hold that special someones hand, so tight
Why is it that you let it go, did she make you

Did you grow tired
Did you forget, or
Did you just walk away
And grow old

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Thank you for the read Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

My Hopes and Dreams

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She'd miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She’d miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand
As they did unto you

With all the heart aches, yet to come
My hopes and my dreams they marched along
We two; we held strong

Head long into our tenth year of bliss
No! Why…oh why? Why This?
To slow was my pace, I guess

Will I never win, this damned old race?
No, I can’t save face; my old face

For you have stopped running with me
And you took to a new course
Of course

My hopes and my dreams they died
That day, though I had tried I could not
Revive them, I could not; dying

My beaten heart, it is near to Death; holding his hand
But, no shock will revive me; I am not trying
For now my heart, it is set

On new Hopes and new dreams
And they are not of
This Flesh's World

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

Thank you for the read Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Monday, March 7, 2011

Why is this My most Important Blog?

Well for one it is Monetized, which only means it is able to make money not that it makes mountains of money. That only happens when impressions are made on the ads and this would have to happen every minute of the day to make enough to make a living, but this is only one part of the income stream I have and it does and it will have greater potential to earn for me as it and I grow.

This Blog is a stop off on the income stream or the traffic wheel that I am and have been building and putting to work. I am still creating it, it is only about nine months old now and I have two others at Wordpress.com that are not monetized yet, I will do that when their traffic stats indicate it is time for that and that will be done at Wordpress.org or so I am told that is where I'll have to do it.

But, this Blog contains most of what is at these other two Blogs do  and they are a stop offs or landing pages for my website. This Blog will be the first to make the pennies from all this traffic I am driving in a circle with hints and tips and poetry and articles.

This is one of those places where I am telling those who read my writes and poetry and other stuff what it is that I am trying and doing to drive this traffic and get my SEO working for these sites, that I am at and working and playing around with. X marks the spot I think that is what you see on a treasure map. I think of it right now more as one mans garbage is another mans treasure.

I am A search-able website with several SEO devices working within and with out of it which aids in driving traffic to my three hubs of this traffic wheel. This is the site where my writes and some hints and tips are laying around right in front of your eyes. I am not going to tell you all, but I will tell you some things. No one told me and I picked it up and you can too. Its free information right now and will be for some time, but you will have to search it out and dig it up.

This Blog is my beta my test run it is what I am testing and trying as, I am earning while I am learning and so can you! It is work I won't lie too you. You will need to read and pay attention to the details, but it is not hard stuff for anyone that has the desire to create a web site and a traffic wheel with income streams Come and Play, Grow as you Go, come follow me and explore the possibilities, there everywhere and I love to share what I have learn and what is working. Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man