"Who's to Blame?"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Who's to Blame?

The happenings of the ages, the wars, the destruction

The ups and the downs

History is said: to repeat itself

But, no longer is the world doomed to follow the path of a merry-go-round

Or
Is It

To repeat over and over like a broken record

Because, mankind has found a way to end this repetition

We have invented, an instant cure button

When war breaks out some poor fool will push It and end Our World's problems

Or
Could It Be That

Maybe, just maybe the "King of Kings" will come

Before it is necessary to use that button, before Time is forgotten

Some one once said: to me, "That man is programmed by his environment"

So I ask:

Who is to blame for mankind's destruction?

He that creates his environment

Or
Is It

The environment, that creates him?

A  thought by

Sinbad the Sailor Man

Work In Progress~ "New Poem" Titled "A Dream is A Terrible Thing!"

New Work in Progress A poem I am working on.

"A Dream is A Terrible Thing!"

How Many Visions have I released?

How many have crept in and out of your befuddled minds?

Why have I wasted my Precious Time?

Three Four One 

For every hour that I proceeded

Three little One's were Lost 

My life of Vanity came at such a great cost

No Heavenly Treasures were yet sown

As my Father tossed skeems and dreams at me

These breadcrumbs succumb

As when or if they are tossed at the birds

I treated the Manna as the feathered beasts

I like them left only turds upon the ground

Mushy wet and messy; crumbs no longer found

Because I succumbed

To the whispering of  and from

The leathery  winged demons

of this

Our Earth

Their leader of their insidious pact

My subtle elder now our brother lost 

Such music whispered upon my ears 

But only once; yet still their soundings brought me tears

Daze and Confused yet only bruised

I settled when these resistors settled in

They magnified every single doubt within an with out

Melted about; defecated icing to top the cake

They decided they too; would try to train my brain

As did they the crabs from escaping their traps

These my Brothers not lost and yet not forgot

Kept me within their pot

How many chances would I have got?

Farther down the line there would be no more Time

No more wine

No more divine

I knew these things too!

And yet wasted I all kines their dreams and skeems

The very ones even I myself

Dreamed and than waited

Upon
to
Pounce and too
Devourer 

A Thought from Sinbad the Sailor Man

Master Mind Groups The Mansions On the Hills

Hey All Created a New Blog this Past week It is about Master Mind Groups and Learning personalities.

It features a Site Called the Vision Project. It is a (503)c Non profit Organization which Helps people with systems, as well it helps supports other Worldly Worth Wild Causes and those who are supporting them.

Such as Stopping Child Trafficking, Teen & Adult Suicides, Veterans, and others. And those that will eventually come as they begin to Grow and Go through out the world.

Attracting Big Business, Small Business Owners and other Non profit groups. Come check out the ones they have in mind already and are  actively working in and on.

Feel free to donate on their page when you check it out. They support a variety of worth wild causes.

The New Blog is featuring the Vision Project first. Because I am now actively All In again involving myself with Entrepreneurship and studiously trying to; Start up my first full time Business.

The one I have been building Web properties for these last four and a half years.

It was just kind of a hobby; something I was doing to try and get my brain back into shape.

After all the superscription drugs and years of being a hermit in a cave of my own making because of my divorce.

I told myself that I was just playing at becoming a real Business Owner.

Although I told myself repeatedly I was actually going to do it someday. But I really did not hold out to much Hope that it would come to pass. Until this year 2015.

Why? I didn't know what I didn't Know!

I had no systems and did not know where to find them or how to build them correctly. I had No place where I could interact in person or on the phone with anybody.

I had no materials no clue! But now the level of Hope I had has been multiplied by 100% so I am looking for a one hundred fold harvest.

Why you may be asking yourselves did it change?

I wish I knew! I am still struggling with or if; the why and how my Belief has increased as it did.

Was it my New Years Resolution? (2015)

Did I finally and Subconsciously or Consciously said Enough is Enough already! Stop F_cking around here! Lets get this thing done?

I just don't Know! Maybe I finally became the student and the teachers were just appearing. Maybe it was because I never truly gave up. I did give in a few times but never up!

Or was it that I did what Bob Proctor did so many years ago? You know the little 3x5 card in the wallet trick.

If not you may want to seek Bob Proctor's stuff out online today!

I am beginning to believe that things really do happen for a reason. One that we could never not possibly in our little brains and life span come to on are own.

The LORD does move in mysterious ways. I can testify to that! I am not saying I understand it. But I do have a reassurance of It; once again.

I really believe "It!" That all I have been through and all that I will be going through these last 14 + years now! Will create for me an  A+ business that I own and that runs without my Daily presence being necessary.

Then I would be a true business owner and not some Dumb Guy that owns a glorified JOB.

We Started Month Two of Year Two with the Master Mind Partners and I am Thinking very strongly on starting a Group of my own in Porter County IN.

People if your interested in having a business of your own or having a career partnership, maybe a Non profit organization. That you are on the board of, or You are a Pastor heading a congregation somewhere You need so leadership skills and Master minds are the BOMB!.

Maybe You and I could just look into it for to see. Who and what they these Possible Core Members are Interested in doing, learning, and achieving with a Master Mind Group here in Porter County IN...

Its not hard to connect with me. The connections are everywhere. Upon my sites, Blogs, and the Internet!

How interested are you in finding, building, and supporting the "Core Members" [The Foundation] of a Master Mind Group? (219) 241-6107

Tomorrow is promised to no one. That's Nobody! Don't Delay start doing something anything Today! Let us get our Country Back on track and lets get Her working again. The way she was designed to, in the first place.

Hey I am Donald Beres Jr Owner/ Founder of PW&OSfStSM.

I am an American, a US Navy Veteran, and I am a Man of Christ.

I want My Country Back!

The one that is Underneath Him; Our Father and Our GOD. I believe that This will only happen; when we as Business Owners start doing Business again!

And when we start doing It the way business was designed by GOD to be Done.

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"Mansion On The Hill" ~Sharon White

The Whites are an American country music vocal group consisting of lead singer Sharon White, her sister Cheryl (born 1955), and their father Buck (born 1930).

 In the 1980s, they scored such hits as "You Put The Blue In Me", "Hangin' Around", "Give Me Back That Old Familiar Feeling", "Pins And Needles", "If It Ain't Love (Let's Leave It Alone)", "Hometown Gossip", and "When The New Wears Off Of Our Love".

In August 1981,^[1] Sharon White married Ricky Skaggs, who performed on several of the Whites' early releases. In 1987, the couple released the hit song, "Love Can't Ever Get Better Than This".

In 1991, the Whites joined producers Randall Franks and Alan Autry on the In The Heat Of The Night TV series album entitled Christmas Time's A Comin', performing on the track, "Let's Live Everyday Like It Was Christmas" (Sonlite/MGM/UA).

As of 2007, the Whites are regular performers on the Grand Ole Opry program in Nashville, Tennessee. Their collaborative album with Ricky Skaggs, "Salt of the Earth" won the 2008 Grammy for Best Southern/Country/Bluegrass Album.

The Whites can be heard on the O Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack with the song "Keep on the Sunny Side". They also appear in Down from the Mountain, the documentary of a concert given by the soundtrack artists.

The Whites were inducted into the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame on Saturday, August 16, 2008, in Carthage, Texas.

 They were inducted along with Buck Owens and Mickey Newbury. Also performing on the Grand Ole Opry with Buck, Sharon and Cheryl is Rosanna, better known as Rosie, the third of the four White sisters.

She performs high harmony and occasionally does solo performance of the Mel Tillis classic "The Violet and the Rose".

Source: Wikipedia.org 

Somebody Come and Play In the Traffic With Me! Earn as You Learn, Grow as You Go!

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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 Biggest Challenge WHY Child?"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

The Biggest Challenge

 WHY Child?

What is your biggest challenge child?

What is it you perceive to achieve?

If You do Not Ask of me with belief

How will I Know that you truly believe?

What are you wishing for Child when you say

But Father Please! I do I do Father No pay

What is your Biggest Challenge Son What do you believe?

Again Child what is your Biggest Challenge?

Is it with My one and Only Begotten Son?

Father I do not Yet understand Why

Cry not My Child Your Ignorance is to be expected!

You My Child were stolen away

Forced to live in a land without Stay

No truth to behold None have you found

Since the day that your feet have hit the ground

A system I have put into Place

There is a Devil who goes about without a face

No trace of him can be found 

But Confusion abounds whispering

Boarder Guards abound

No Ups No Downs Everything is turned upside Down

Back words thinking all men are sloppy

Thinkers

Babes who wounder about only unjustified tinkers

Child Listen Close to what I have to Say

Please Child

I wish not to lose any of you today

Do not Cry unto me
Child

The questions are thus

You must ask yourselves Your brothers

Your Sisters and Your Mothers

Even

Your enemies Too!

The neighbor who bumps into you

Please dear Every single one you meet

What is their biggest challenge Son

We have always been up to It here
Dear

But You! 

My Child have just begun
The Work of It

Down there!

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

The Road Not Taken~ "Robert Frost"

 "The Road Not Taken" is a poem by Robert Frost, published in 1916 as the first poem in the collection Mountain Interval.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

 Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in America. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech.^[2] 

His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. One of the most popular and critically respected American poets of the twentieth century,^[3] Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry.

 He became one of America's rare "public literary figures, almost an artistic institution." ^[3] He was awarded the Congressional Gold Medal in 1960 for his poetical works. On July 22, 1961 Frost was named Poet laureate of Vermont by the state legislature through Joint Resolution R-59 of the Acts of 1961, which also created the position.

Robert Frost
Robert Frost (1941)
Born	Robert Lee Frost March 26, 1874 San Francisco, California, US
Died	January 29, 1963 (aged 88) Boston, Massachusetts, US
Occupation	Poet, playwright
Notable works	A Boy's Will,[1] North of Boston[1]
Signature

 

History

Frost spent the years 1912 to 1915 in England, where among his acquaintances was the writer Edward Thomas.

Thomas and Frost became close friends and took many walks together. After Frost returned to New Hampshire in 1915, he sent Thomas an advance copy of "The Road Not Taken."^[1]

The poem was intended by Frost as a gentle mocking of indecision, particularly the indecision that Thomas had shown on their many walks together. However, Frost later expressed chagrin that most audiences took the poem more seriously than he had intended; in particular, Thomas took it seriously and personally, and it provided the last straw in Thomas' decision to enlist in World War I.^[1]

 Thomas was killed two years later in the Battle of Arras.

Analysis

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"The Road Not Taken" is a narrative and autobiographical poem consisting of four stanzas of iambic tetrameter (though it is hypermetric by one beat – there are nine syllables per line instead of the strict eight required for tetrameter) and is one of Frost's most popular works.

 The poem, besides being among the best known, is also one of the most misunderstood. ^[2]

The final lines "I took the one less traveled by / And that has made all the difference" are often cited^{[by whom?]} as emblematic of America's individualist spirit of adventure, in a reading that assumes they are to be taken literally.

But whatever difference the choice might have made, it was not made on the basis of a discerned difference between the two paths that opened up before the traveler. The speaker admits in the second and third stanzas that both paths may be equally worn and equally leaf-covered, and it is only in his future recollection that he will call one of the two roads, the one he took, "less traveled by."

The "sigh" can be interpreted as one of regret or of self-satisfaction; in either case, the irony lies in the distance between what the speaker has just told us about the roads' similarity and what his or her later claims will be.

Frost might also have intended a personal irony: in a 1925 letter to Crystine Yates of Dickson, Tennessee, asking about the sigh, Frost replied, "It was my rather private jest at the expense of those who might think I would yet live to be sorry for the way I had taken in life."^{[citation needed]}

According to Larry L. Finger's analysis, nearly all critics have agreed that the sigh represents regret as this is mirrored in the regretful tone of the opening lines.

He quotes scholar Eleanor Sickels as saying that the poem is about "the human tendency to wobble illogically in decision and later to assume that the decision was, after all, logical and enormously important, but forever to tell of it 'with a sigh' as depriving the speaker of who-knows-what interesting experience."^{[citation needed]}

Likewise, Frost's biographer Lawrance Thompson is cited as saying that the speaker of the poem is "one who habitually wastes energy in regretting any choice made: belatedly but wistfully he sighs over the attractive alternative rejected."^[3]

While a case could be made for the sigh being one of satisfaction, given the critical support of the 'regret' analysis it seems fair to say that this poem is about the human tendency to look back and attribute blame to minor events in one's life, or to attribute more meaning to things than they may deserve.<sup>[4]  

Source: Wikipedia.org</sup>