Looking for REAL friends from here and from this site's sister site I might meet this tour.
Written a few pieces of prose that seemed to be better than most expected. And were considered better than most posted on this site's sister site (according to feedback I received from there as well as in Real Life).
I am a published author in real life for the prose I write. And I am also a holder of copyrights from the Library of Congress. And all I write in here is also covered by copyright as well.
Veteran of The United States Armed Forces, and respect all who wear and wore the uniform of their country and answered their country's call. For we all gave, some gave more, and some gave their ALL.
NOTE: I might change my avatar occasionally, but it will never be me. I also don't ever use the chat room area and then if I do it will be a very rare occasion if I do. Prefer to use one on one online chat black boxes. And won't or will not use the chat windows.
There will be times when I will be writing pieces along the lines of what I had REALLY published that are available only to a select few in here, (and they know who they are). If you happen to be interested and only those who are truly seriously interested let me know and I might send a sample or two via private message or via the black online chat boxes only.
Let's get a few things straight:
1) No , messenger, or used, or foreseen to be gotten anytime soon.
2) No .
3) Email is like an only option.
4) get pushy or demanding and I forget who you are.
5) Texting I don't do unless I know you.
6) Cell Number asked for without getting to know you and guess I won't bother getting to know you.
7) Some might feel intimidated by my putting all out here open and honestly, but sorry figure it's best to be straight forward with no minced words.
8) Ask all be honest.
9) There are a few exceptions.
10) I Take all REAL Friendships Seriously and the Law of friendship I hold sacred.
11) Mess with me and make things personal then an Orwellian Concept listed below kicks in.
Lairs, and all suspected: Strikeout artists, spammers/scammers, with primadonnas, divas, and drama queens. Along with others of such ilk will be removed from mind, memory, and all record. Or either: Buried up to their necks to rot, or be shot in the knees and then buried alive. And those who can't accept part of this part as a joke need to buy a sense of humour on Ebay.
I will be blunt and painfully honest on things and on some people. As I shoot from the hip most times and don't tend to mince words, so I calls 'em likes I sees them. And don't like that then suggest you get a TS Chit and go see the Chaplain.
Interests Ask
Favorite Books Too Many to List
Favorite Authors Too Many to List
Favorite Movies Too Many to List
Favorite TV Shows Don't watch a whole lot of TV
Favorite Music Classical to Rock. Along with Jazz and Blues. Very little of new Country, (Country Fried Rock). And I am into hard to find rare recordings. With my favorite genre being the late 60's, and early 70's rock & roll, along with Bob Dylan. And out of the newer stuff it either needs to talk to me, or like Dick Clark said; "It has to have a beat you can dance to it."
Night falls when it seems I am alone, and I know all those things I have learned need to be remembered for the future, more especially the truth and not those lies that can be found in-between most things like blue on black, or black on blue. As I stand here in what seems to be a courtyard in a city of shadows where sound can be heard echoing off the dark tiles and enclosed by dark walls the colour of anthracite and notic...
Standing out here out on a mesa in these high desert plains and hearing what sounds like voices on the wind that’s softly blowing, and I am stretching imagination and nerves to hear what they seem to be saying. Knowing that the path I have followed is right which the Tao has decided and directed those of us chosen to find that single Essential Truth that shines in our minds like a mission. As I stand here in the dark red...
Standing here and knowing that we are all flawed and at times seem to be stuck with the things we aren’t proud of, along with the decisions that we have made that turn into those thoughts that torture our dreams and seem to cripple our souls. There times when I, or rather we hate being out here and it seems to be like a nightmare, and sometimes asking ourselves if God is out there and allowing those thoughts to exist and...