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What Can I Say Buddy Boy?......There's Nothing You....... Nor I .......Can Do.......... To Rearrange What Has Passed Us By................ While We Were Living Within That Moment?........,We Were Not Thinking Of That Premonition............. Which Was On It's Way
As It Passed On By............. Into That Place........... We All Shall Come To Realize.................... Is The Past.


"I Took My Walk Out In Forever"...................."I Enjoyed it All While It Would Last"
"No Left No Right No Forward"..............."Our Last Shot.......With A Broken Mast".
"And When Those Revelations"........"Will Bear Their Fruits And Come To Thee"
"When Their Darkness Walls......." If They Over Run.......Over Run........... Us All"

"Hell... It Was Only Just Yesterday" ......................"When The Anti Darkness Came Along Our Way"
"We Ran Through The Wooded Way"............" As We Thought............. It Would All Come Into Play"
"Don't Let Your Thoughts Take You Astray"...................."Pushing On Towards A Month Named May"
"Watch Those Surrounding Hills Balance"..........Don't Let Their Plays...................... Take You Away"

"And Then There Is Me And My Fire"....................."It Gets So High And Then Higher"
"Say Your Truth Don't Be Th.at Liar"............Nor The Pilot That Could Never Fly Her"

"But Then I Swear That I Saw You...............................................That Rainy Black And Gray Hard Day"
"I Know You Know That You Had Saw Me"..........................Your Image Seems To Always Find A Way"
"There Are No Walls That Can Withstand You" ............. "That Magnetic Power They Call A Name"
"And We'll Go On And On.... On And On Lock The Lock.......And Once More It's Back....The Same".

"For I Know I'll Never Know............Just What Some Women Will Go Through"
"When A Woman Wants Something? There's Nothing That She Wont Do"
"She'll Take Away Your Young You're Never Going To See"
"God For Just The Thoughts.............This Woman? She Made Me Crazy"

"But I'm Gonna Still Be This Way"................"Yeah,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Be This Way"

A generation ago, many of my pilot friends were spread out as much as 50 miles. Local phone service beyond 20 miles was considered long distance and when we talked it was as much as 25 cents per minute.

One friend owned an electronics repair shop and got us into CB radio so we could communicate by car when getting to the flying field. It was also good when we broke for lunch and did a caravan deciding places to eat. Under normal circumstances car to car reception was only good (at best) for a few miles with a standard 5 watt radio. It was easy to tune the amplifier circuit and get more output. Add on an an external power booster of 150 watts and you could be clearly heard 10 miles. Talking on the radio became normal for us.

The guy with the repair shop took his hobby to extreme and in his house he had a 2,000 watt amplifier and specialized directional antennas that were on a tower with a rotating motor so he could point the array and easily talk 50 miles! It didn't take long for me to do the same. We were buying high quality ham radio gear and modified things to talk on CB frequencies and beyond. I always received good reports that my signal and audio was balanced and ultra clear.

My neighborhood was very 'radio active' and you could easily find someone nearby that would talk to in a group setting. If I wanted to go for dinner and asked if someone wanted to meet... a few people would jump into the announcement and join me.

With 40 channels to talk on, we were often separated by different groups. Rednecks stayed near channel 19 that was the call channel for mobile operation. the 'brothers' were on channel 7. Latinos could be found on 23. Teenagers often hung out on channel 1. Most of my friends would go to the higher channels as there was less traffic there.

Heterodyne is a noise made when 2 people try talking on the same channel at the same time. Neither can hear themselves and others listening would hear the strongest signal or when both were nearly equal in power a mixed signal. Sometimes. it a squeal and other times it's a buzzing sound. Often in group chat 2 people will talk and not know their signal is heterodyning with another operator.

When several people are in a fight you get several signals and different sounds of heterodyne. Most of the brothers were using a few hundred watts in their own neighborhoods as 'watts' dictated power. If you had sufficient power your signal could cut through heterodyne and block out the other signals.

The problem with too much power on tweaked CB radios is they 'splatter' sending a distorted wide signal that bleeds across several channels making it impossible for people to talk on adjacent frequencies. That's the reason for the different groups separating themselves across the 40 channels.

One day, I was getting splatter that affected hearing a neighbor. Someone was driving down a main road near my house. I knew he was a 'brother' and from the audio I knew he was running a few hundred watts. I turned on my amplifier and went to the channel the guy was on. He was telling his friends that he needed to get some 'motion lotion'.

Although I was an avid CB'er I usually refrained from CB jargon. I knew motion lotion was CB talk for gasoline. But, I wanted to rattle his cage as he was only a few blocks from me. I asked if the motion lotion was because his girlfriend was 'dry down there' and suggested he visit the local pharmacy.
Yeah, that touched a nerve and he started screaming some obscenities in retaliation. I could hear some heterodyne howling from his friends a few miles away.

Knowing I had considerably more power than him and operating with an antenna on a tower, I keyed the microphone and told his friends to tell him 'he got dusted'
To be dusted means someone with considerably more power comes over the top of your signal with the strength to eliminate heterodyne.

Filling In This Space.................That Is Useless To Me..............It's Hard To Find These Words For This Chore
But I Guess That What I've Written................Is Just About All............Not More



"Now We've Gone Through Ole Number Nine"...."How Many More Times Must It Be?"
"Does It Seem That It's Not To Be?".............................Or Is It Really Only Within Me?"
"More Sand Down That Timely Glass"....Eventually?...We Will Both Be?..... Life Free"

"Sometimes Everything Is Just Fine"......Could It Be The Opposite It Seems?"
"So Much Distance In Between.....Is It Possible to Hold On To Ones Dream?"
"I'm Not Pleasant Every Time...But Then Again...I'm No Where Near As Mean"

"There You Go...I'm Every Bad Name There Is In Life's Book"
"Still I Am Here...................................................Taking It All In"
"Can One Define........... That Emotional Word Named Love?"
"If This Is That?......................................Such The Deadly Sin"

"Has It Been Six To Seven Years On.......What Can We Really Get From Life?"
"Guess One Must Have To Experience The Bad..............Absorb All Of Its Strife"
"This Tension From The Ocean Side...........No Doubt Can Be Cut With A Knife"


"So There You Go...That's The Way................That It Is At This Time Today"
"Only The Future Knows What's Next....Could It Turn Out In A Good Way?"
"To Hold A Hand And Understand.......Now That?.....Would Be A Great Day"

(This Is Not About Anyone Here..They Are Just Some Words)

Many sharing their bodies with another are understandably confused and concerned. They can feel the other presence in their mind, but how can they explain that to anyone without being labeled a nut? Then they wonder if they really are crazy and delusional.
Some of them actually do go crazy at the dilemma this puts them in. Strange murders and inexplicable suicides can result for those poor souls.
No human brain is exactly the same as anyone else;s. Individual variations exist as a natural process of heredity, environment and diet. Bob's brain is different from Nick's which is different from Sue's and Ann's, etc., ibid 7 or 8 billion times. It seems implanting a second consciousness is kind of an art form. Although it sometimes goes very smoothly, sometimes errors are made and the 2nd consciousness acquires more dominance than the body the brain controls can handle.
Hallmarks of a botched implantation require alertness and maybe even some training to spot. Although myths of such possessions go back thousands of years and have a dozen or more names in human history (possessed, skin walker, shape shifter, paranoid schizophrenia, etc) most of human society is not alert to the phenomena.
A popular target of such implantation are leaders and what are today called influencers. Radio announcers, TV and movie stars and religious leaders were frequent targets in the past.
Things observers should be alert for as evidence someone may be have experienced a botched implantation could be someone previously physically fit and well coordinated suddenly tripping on stairs or failing at simple routine physical tasks such as dropping a coffee cup, or missing the mouth while trying to take a drink putting shoes on the wrong foot, etc. This is because the one in charge or trying to be in charge of the possessed person is not the one the body normally resounds to. Another symptom is when talking or doing something, suddenly the person will just freeze, unable to respond to questions or voice anything, or even to move. This reflects an internal struggle in their brain to take back control. However, even if briefly successful after a moment of struggle, in human society today, very few would believe them, so they will insist everything is alright and nothing is going on, while bystanders may wonder if they just witnessed a minor stroke. Sometimes an implant gone wrong will in time cause actual brain damage and someone previously normal may suddenly start speaking incomprehensible word salad, or suddenly manifest strange conspiracy beliefs, etc. If they suddenly claim someone is in their head and it hurts, it may be too late to help them and they usually die of brain hemorrhage soon after.
Some skin walkers were / are people of no great importance or known significance, but the hitchhiker entity has picked them for a reason that may take years to become clear. It is possible the entities doing the possessions can see alternate history paths and forks in future timelines in which this or that person can with a little push play a major role.
It has been alleged that sometimes the 2nd consciousness shares information, suddenly the host knows a 2nd lir 3rd language without study, or announces and makes new inventions or ways of doing things no one else had thought of. They may claim to have had conversations no one else could hear with Angels or Demons. This may be an opportunity for an observer recognizing the symptoms to provide help and ask some questions of the other entity in their head.
The end goal of those doing the implanting of a 2nd consciousness in so many humans is not yet known, but it may not be a good one for humanity.

Once, long ago
A poet unknown
Wanted but couldn't
Start anew on his own

He wished deeply
To write what he loved
But fear held him back
For the world to be judged

And if they were to know
They would judge him so
And then condemn him
And hang him in tow

But he loved too much
With his heart so large
And he set off afar
With his love as his charge

Into the world he went
Love he sought to find
And when he found it
He no longer inclined

For fear he had
To lose her so sad
Better he hadn't found
So he thought in his mind

But she encouraged him
To leave his heart behind
To love her instead
For she loved him in kind

He told her many tales
For he couldn't forget
Where he had wandered
And how far he'd met

Until he found her
He wandered so free
In this vast world
Desperately seeking

He searched with longing
In the city of bones
And he wandered easily
In the city of thrones

But he kept hope
Even if he lost life
He still continued
To seek love's delight

In the city of thrones
When he was wandering
He received hope
When morning was dawning

For from the east
A girl appeared
And sadly she found him
For he was lost and seared

She was a traveler
On the sun's rays
And she took him by the hand
And together they strayed

Thus he escaped
From the enchanted city
That ensnared souls
If they lost their pity

But he escaped
Kept his soul intact
For he didn't succumb
To the enchanted act

And so he arrived
Where... it's not to tell
But I know he found her
And that he loved her well

And thus together
They held hands so tight
And they set off into the world
And the story they recite

Their love story
That will never end
Even if one day
The poet's tale does bend

What I haven't told you before
Is that the poet didn't die
Because he and his beloved
Still wander the world

One day the two found out
That immortality is real
Together they departed
And wandered the world

The two desired immortality
To preserve their love
And one day at sunset
An old woman foretold them

For somewhere in the forest
There is a cure for immortality
Guarded by a wizard
Who knew of their love

He had heard rumors in the world
Of such a love
Love never ending
And he wanted it all

But when the two arrived
Into the forest they ventured
And as soon as they entered
The enchanted wizard

Took them by storm
Did not hesitate for a moment
And invited them to him
To discuss a little

Because what he wanted
Was to take their love
And he told them that he had a cure
With which you live a century

But the price of immortality
Was indeed the price of love
If they wanted immortality
They had to give him their love

The poet hesitated
It's too much for a cure
To live immortality
But without love

Who would want that fate ?!
I would rather die, dad
The stubborn wizard
Looked towards the girl

But the girl wanting immortality
Gave him her love as a gift
The poet being crushed
Received the gift of love

And then the wizard
Shook his leg a bit
And took their love
Offering them immortality

In their date they left
On a separate path
To tell their story
And still wander among the people

So the story goes
That they still wander the world
To offer Immortality
To those who offer Love

The management team of Brian Wilson has petitioned to place him in a conservatorship because of his mental decline and the recent death of his wife, Melinda Ledbetter Wilson, who managed his daily life.

The 81-year-old Beach Boys co-founder and mastermind has a “major neurocognitive disorder” and is taking medication for dementia, according to a doctor’s declaration filed with the petition Wednesday in Los Angeles Superior Court.

Some attendees of frigid Chiefs game forced into amputations following severe frostbite, Kansas City hospital says
The Jan. 13 wildcard victory over the Miami Dolphins might have come at a terrible price for some spectators who endured sub-zero cold.

Eric Carmen
The Raspberries frontman and All by Myself and Hungry Eyes singer, dies at 74

These guys are performing in Dayton, Ohio this month and my brother wants to know if I'll fly up to catch their show!
Rock music with Scottish Bagpipes.



Thanks bro, but I'll stay in Florida!