"Hidden Gold" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

It Lies Deep Beneath the Mud and Muck, This Golden Treasure, Hidden Under Rushing Fears and Rivers of Tears.

 Seed begins to grow beneath the mountains of the Snow's. A seed planted and revealed; and then its fruit is revealed for the first time, but it has become to late, for the one who planted it.

 

Hidden Gold

The Mountains of the Snow's

It lies deep beneath the mud and the muck
Under rushing fears and rivers of tears
Stones; entrusted rocks

Filled only by the one with the yellow locks
Who taught and taught
Life with out love, is not


Forlorn Cads; stormed and torn these mountains
Rushing waters run around, snowy mounds
Nuggets therefore thrown upon the frozen grounds


Heart aches unmentioned
Mined for; by only Fools
Rusted chunks of iron


Seed begins to grow
Beneath the mountains of Snow's
Yet her soul, is and was set a glow


Broken glass, pouting lips
Sinking; a battling ship
Stuffed within her, a wondrous treasure


Deep beneath the freezing seas
The golden son, sups beneath these trees
Rooted within the sands of old, a young lad begins to grow


These devils pretend; men never again to be
And Satan, Captain of them all, but only thieves
They return once more to be redeemed


This dame and her flames of unwavering favor
Passages from Hell befell, Satan smelled and savored
Melting Snow's; UN-flavored, and UN-wavered


Stolen mounds they did, from Holy Grounds
Unholy men must be weighed and measured
Hidden within the Snow's; one young master


Within him Rings an unmeasured Talent
The Master is worth his weight in gold
No pirates soul was found alive


Only solid gold abounds, and thrives
Beneath his flesh, her only love runs through
But at last, a final word and then the truth


Upon It's chest, a lock of Golden's hair
Perched between It's hands a sword
Wrapped is he, in a darkened gown


Reclaimed the locket that once was worn by his Holy Mother
Who's golden heart clenched the young master
From the heathen's deathly hands, he laid them all asunder


Its now the Holy Mothers, only son
These sisters gather round, Golden's boy
As they lower (Satan's clowns) into the ground


This Devil did not know or did he hear
Of their Golden's boy, hidden there
Planted years ago, among the Snow's

So carelessly by he

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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"How Can This Human Heart Resist?"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

 

What Becomes of the Broken Hearted?

 

Well as some songs go

Does anyone truly know?

They often just fade away

Some even fall far from the sun's golden rays

Forever never seeing the light of a new day; they've lost all hope

Others even get hooked on alcohol and/or dope; they've forgotten about prayer

They sit around and around always wearing their frowns

As a king does his crown; tilted just a little to one side

Re-living their past love affairs

Where there is left no air or Ares

Spirits sunk into the mire

Heartless, tired from lack of desire

They would die if the flesh would let them; some eventually do

Others their spirits just will not let them; and they don't

Yet, deep down inside souls burn forth with

Re-birth within their dying embers

A thought sparks hope and what is left of their desires

A seed is planted; a hatch-ling begins to breathe

The breath of air is this; that there is someone out there

As the fire-bird from these ashes did rise

So too a willing young Phoenix, may yet fly

We broken heart-ed souls can not stand to be sold or told

Nay not for a Love that was purchased so cheap

Even when the match was lit from heaven

These lost mates would wish you a better fate

These lovers would bid you to go onward with their quest

To dispel the Dark Princes decrees

For he always shouts! This; it was not meant to be

Punch that Sucker right in his mouth

And continue to breathe the God giving air

This I dare say is what a true lover wishes for their departed mates

Cuss the foolish fool who beckons to fate; before its to late

Remember for a heart to be truly broken, it first must be bound

To a Soul, a mate that was never truly found; but offered up

Then again mate do Souls truly exist?

Well how can they in a world of UN-Spirited men?

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

The Fire Men’s Ball

Reflections of a Lover’s First Dance

A little black dress
A Getty school girl smile
And her tall and handsome man
No denial

A double date
No steak
A half of a chicken
But, it is not eaten

But, taken home to her brother
Not to her mother

Because it was the cheapest thing
On this menu

What else is on this Venus’s venue?
Oh dear! He must not have known
She is a Vegetarian
No bones!

 

At the dance he is all about her
He places his hand on her ass
Her heart, with fear it flutters
Oops! Back to the hip, it must of slipped

Cradled there in his arms
She can plainly see his charm
The strength within these arms
Within them she is far from harm

Her head lain upon his chest
She hears the beats of blue; as they
Slip away; for this heart, it beats to true

No tears here, no fears here

She feels the warmth of it
This ones heart, it is different

She dances to this new beat
With her heart she listens to it

This time she is not backing down nor away
She silently moves this hand back down
And holds it there too stay

As they continue too sway

This hand is where it belongs
He smiles, a new smile
A slow look up shyly
She smiles for the first time in a long while

Beaming through out the maze
Longing, for only the others gaze
Life oh how it does amaze
The hands of a new man as they graze

Through out the hymn
She presses in
And she tries to pass through
Into him

To meld with this man’s heart and soul
This one, is it truly him?
He is, so true and new, unspoiled
To her a body warm and unsoiled

Strong arms support and carry her
Never again to tremble or too fear
Away from every hurt and every tear
A dream come true just for her she fears

She is being trapped this she knows
But, yet she feels so free
She knows he is the prince they speak of
Certainly this she can plainly see

And she feels so
Undeserving but, loved
Lucky for the first time in ages
As does his love for her, it rages

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

Hey All How You Doing? Fine I Hope! If Not It Will Get Better Just Wait Out the Storm

Yea storms! We have had plenty of them this year. Knock on wood no terrible ones yet! The storms shall pass. No big deal if you can wait them out. The sun will come out tomorrow.

Well I have been doing a lot of repair work this last two weeks on some of our heavy equipment. And the weather has been making things rougher on me; as it seems to want to rain every chance I get to work on the Green house. And the Plumbing parts I need are some what expensive. Excuses all excuses I know but they are valid ones.

I bought 4 Banjo fittings (bulk head fittings) the other day at the local hardware store and dang $90.00 dollars. Oh well good parts are good parts and these should last the life of the system. The  one that I am building. I just hope I live long enough to see the thing running.

These fittings are especially made for the large commercial tanks that we are using. But I think a uni-seal would work rather well considering the pressure is not all that great within the system itself.

I have the Sump pit dug and lined. I need to brace it up and trim the box level, and make up a lid for it. As I said I am the one lone nut job working on the thing as we speak. But hopefully that will change once the garden is cycling and things are beginning to grow.

Hey this "Henny Penny" will only share the [bread] with those who are willing to help bake it. I don't mind doing the most part. Because they don't yet understand what it is I am building and how it works. But I will need others to help me later down the road.

Well lets see, If I get three uni-seals and two six inch end caps and make up a rubber seal for my drain into the sump pit. I should be able to begin cycling the water very soon IF. There is about four inches of rain water in the black troughs right now, and I filled the one thousand gallon tank three days ago. So the sooner I get it cycling, the better.

For the most part I have about seven hours to go before this happens.  It doesn't sound like a lot of time, but finding It (the Time) is problematic for me. As I work on everyone else's schedule, as I don't drive. Because my  license is suspended for back child support.

Bla, Bla, Bla, I never missed a payment according to what Social Security told me thirteen years ago. But hey! Every thing happens for a reason. Or so I believe. So I've no license or passport. Like I could afford the gas or a ticket to travel anywhere.

Enough of my whining! Because thats all It is. When no one else cares about you or your needs. Like I said  about seven hours. Eight if you count planting my seeds. Which I still need to do this week. I should have a week end coming up all to my self with the garden. As the family is headed out  to Iowa for two days for our Family Reunion.

I am going to do some dog sitting and some plumbing instead of some over eating and some care free drinking. Well maybe just no heavy eating. A case of beer would be nice and maybe I'll clean the hot tub out  And then get It running again. Maybe this coming week end. That way she'll be all ready to go the following week end. Its a thought. Not likely, but a thought.

Well I got to run, because I am under the gun.

P.S. The Fish Balls in the pond are getting smaller. I'll need to get them this week or I'll miss my chance at some free Frys and/ or Finger lings. Which would save me some big money.

TTFN
CYA Later Taters
Thanks for stopping by.

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

How you Doing? Fine I Hope I am Almost Back to Normal

Well If you can call my life normal its almost back to It.

I've been working extra hard on the Aquaponics Garden build at Sowles Well Service. This is my Cousin's place he gave me the permission to go ahead with the build. About two months ago and I have been devoted all my free time to It since then. So my posting has been light these last two months at all my PPC Publisher's and Blogs. Sorry, but I truly want to get this garden up and running this year.

As I think things are about to get worst in the coming months and onward into the next few years; of the President's rule. I truly don't understand why we have put up with his lack of performance.  And I am at a lost to the rest of congress putting up with His nonsense. Still no Budget  really what is he waiting for?

Well I have gotten the rest of the telephone poles in the ground and the box for the thousand gallon tank built. And as of today May 13th 2013 the Box is almost completely full of dirt.

My next step is to level and pack that dirt into the box which will raise the tank about 36 inches from off of the ground. Which will allow most of the grow beds and NFT systems. and the DWC systems to be gravity fed. After the tank is set. We will need to get the Wells pump installed and the eclectic ran out for the other pumps and aerators.

And then my cousin is wanting to get the Hoops up and the plastic up so people will know that It is a greenhouse. as it doesn't look like one just yet. More or less It looks like a bunch of stuff in the middle of the yard. But this will quickly change as It takes shape in the next few weeks. It is a lot of work for me and I am still doing most of It all on my own. With the aid of some Equipment that most people won't have to get it done.

Like the Mini-Excavator and a pickup up truck, plus like I said most of what I need to do this build is already hear and at my disposal. The dirt is from a pound that my Uncle dug years ago and the wood chips are from my uncles old wood piles that have built up over the years. So I have the things I need, but extra hands will be needed in the steps that will soon follow. 

I will try and get another video up tomorrow of the progress I have made since the last Posting of May 2nd 2013.  well I have to run because I am under the gun and I have to do some twittering.

TTFN
CYA Later Taters
Thanks for stopping by.

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

Hey All How you Doing? Me Not So Good

Well I have been missing in action here on the web for a while because of Child Support Issues. They want more than I got or ever Had I say and they say differently.  So I lost Sixty Percent of my Social Security Disability on My 50th Birthday this year and I have no means of Hiring a lawyer and I am waiting on a back logged Pro Bono Lawyer now before I appear in court. Because they want me to do six months in jail for being poor. And I was found in contempt for failure to appear. Well I was never given anything to appear, but does that matter? No! This Country of Ours is going down the tubes fast I tell ya.

So I am around, but I am doing all I can in the real world to raise some capital to get out of this BullShirt trumped upped charge of contempt of court.  I have been warned not to appear before this Judge until I have Legal Counsel. Yeah! Like I can afford it on $431.00 dollars a Month now. So you see I am still around but, I will have to try to earn the old fashion way if anything comes my way. Which I doubt it will.

Boy! I tell ya the closer I get to making It here on the web. The more I get attacked my those who are wanting me to pay them and help them out of the messed upped choices they have made for themselves. I am trying, but my Body is telling me NO!  Especially now that I can't even afford my Vemma Formula for my self right this minute. I sure do miss that stuff and I sure can tell the difference when I am not taking It My Vemma. Well I will be trying to start some more Blogger Blogs and Try to get caught back up on all of the Others.

I have tried to start a Aquaponics Garden Blog and a real Aquaponics Garden this year at my cousin's home here in Indiana. As he has  Almost everything I need just lying around his yard to get the most part of it up and flowing.  But as I am helping him as often as possible, with his other business. I am gone all day and busy doing busy work from Dusk until Dawn. So much more the tired soul I am when the day is done.

It has taken me a while to convince myself not to just quit all together with everything I was doing currently to earn a Income and head off grid. And live that life of the Old Hermit that I always told my grandmother I was going to do when I was younger. The Life of a Mountain Man I'd say. That's the life for me.She'd say I was Crazy I do think she is right now. I have been driven so.

Well now I am to broken down to fend for myself alone out in the wilderness. I'd be dead in a week I'd bet. But going to Jail for not being able to pay More than I can afford is not my cup of tea either. I'd rather die free than confined for something I am not guilty of. Guess Its a matter of opinion here. And Mine is the Only one I Now Give a shit about anymore. Truly these past thirteen years have put a hurt on me. But I am still trying I am not dead yet! Mortally wounded, but not dead yet.

Those you love the most are truly the only ones that can ever put the hurt on you. Watch for me to rebound once again with a little help from My Father and His Son. I should be back up and around soon. I am pretty sure of It, but Fate sure does know how and where to hit ya.  I will be glad when the testing is over and my Faith is proven sound. I have been kick to many times now while I've been down lying upon the ground.

TTFN
 CYA Later Taters
Thanks for stopping by.

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor man

Hey All, What are Some of the Adsesne Mistakes Newbie's Make?

Too Little Quantity and/or Quality of Content

It can not be said enough to those looking to better their Adsense results that their content is the Key Factor in better their Adsense results.

We all Know by now that content is King! The number of websites that you see with uninspiring content can lead you to assume that this is a plain and simple Fact.

Content does not take a back seat to optimization in my opinion, but the fact of the matter is that the majority of those sites who Optimize firstly and for-mostly won't be doing much business for any length of time with out good content.

It Helps to Optimize, but it is the content in the long run.

It is spine chilling for many people to hear this, but unless you go for good content, you're not likely to get very far with Adsense.

The skills of optimization and good writing are not necessarily ones that go hand in hand. You may be brightest bulb in the package at creating and tweaking websites, but unable to string a single sentence together.

Or you might be a witty, intelligent writer who can't tell his URL from his SEO.

The regrettable fact of the matter for many is that no matter how difficult it is, you really need to have good content on your site and tons of it.

Or no one is going to want to read it. If you can't write to save your soul you have two choices. Learn or find someone who can.

The idea of paying someone to write your content may seem like what for won't that cost me? Some, may feel like it's cheating.

But is it your business or is it your hobby? In the end you have to provide what readers want, or you will fail.

Many sites fail to reach their potential because of their content.

Their owners/Creators Skimp on quantity and quality they think that they can get away with skimping.

But you can't think this even for a moment.

To do so puts that first nail in your coffin. It will take what it takes to get good and original content onto your sites, and you'll be a lot better off even if you do have to factor in payment to a good copy writer.

For your Commercial Blogs! You'll have much more time to learn and correct your personal Blogs your self.

Well I Need a Shower I stink. PU  Do You?


TTFN
CYA Latter Tatters!
Thanks for stopping by.

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man