My modified picture showing my dialated right with bulging effects.
Helping the needy is a virtuous trait by those with good hearts and with the best of intentions. Helping those who want help is another matter.
I received a text message of ‘Help Me’ via my cell phone around 05:40PM on 01-July-2007 from someone I once knew close at heart and by blood. I did not respond to him knowing that there is the possibility that there is financial trouble brewing.
We suspected that perhaps he was lying to us about being laid off from this manufacturing company nearby the Costco store (which is currently under construction and supposed to be completed in the summer of 2007).
Besides the text message as the second hint, the first sign of trouble was him eating lunch at home with us twice last week. These visits were rare because he usually claims to be too busy or tired to join us.
Earlier today, the three of us had attended morning mass at 08:00AM in the chapel instead of the church (due to some parking lot reconstruction). The folding chairs were uncomfortable.
We had breakfast at McDonald’s restaurant and then dropped off letters at our local post office where this white guy with dirty blond, shaggy hair in his broken blue sedan was screaming his off head for being stuck behind another vehicle that had trouble getting his mail into the drive-up and out too.
After the post office, we decided to check out the parking lot where he works to see if indeed he is working. His car was nowhere to be found at the normal parking space near the doors.
We remembered him wanting to use his bicycle to work since the distance is only three blocks away from his house to his work. Bicycling does save on spending for gasoline, reduces automobile emissions into the atmosphere and is good for one’s health too.
I later got my gasoline (at $3.41 per gallon for octane rating of 91) and went to the optometrist appointment schedule at 10:20AM to get my annual eye exam with the medical insurance. Without COBRA I would have paid out of pocket now that I am currently unemployed.
I had the greatest help from these people, who processed my appointments calmly, selected frames – one regular and one shades – to my budget and described this latest ‘high-definition’ lenses manufactured in San Diego, CA. My spending was over six-hundred dollars with this one visit!
At around 12:15PM, I found myself home and parking to the right side of the driveway, since Brats black Mustang car was parked on the left side of the driveway. While Twit parked her gray Acura, two-door car behind his car, I immediately got out my car and rang the doorbell to the front door. He answered the door at the second ring.
I got inside real fast with Twit following behind. I did not remove my plastic shades to protect my dilated eyes while eating (refer to an uploaded photo of my right eye modified to look bulging).
The four of us ate lunch of onchoy (or kang-kong, a leafy green vegetable), beef stew and bar-be-que chicken as Twit (who didn’t touch our food as usual) tried to participate in the conversation, which was heated again between Maw and Brat.
Apparently, Maw was already crying from expressing how touched she was for my recognizing how much I owed my bio-units over the years. If one takes the free living arrangement under their roof since eighteen years old, the re-payment would have been what I have already earned through my thirty-eight years of working hard.
Again, those persons who mean well to those who ask for help do not always receive help in return, if ever. The gratitude by simple recognition alone was sufficient for these people, who didn’t ask for anything owed in return.
The reward is priceless when everyone learns how to appreciate any help without any conditions whatsoever. However, our greatest lessons in this lifetime indicate that having the altruistic behavior of serving others is a form of ego, which in this case means helping more than necessary for the recipient(s) own good.
Our doors are closed to anyone who abuses our help (especially in the forms of donations, sponsorships or loans). I know from personal experience that people desperate for help in any matter would fabricate and exaggerate stories to obtain the pity of the listener and convince us suckers to provide assistance or help.
Our discernment in matters related to helping others than ourselves has been limited in the past and at present is gradually awakening us with the hurtful effects but necessary in order for us to understand that people are definitely self serving.
Our trusts have been betrayed many, many times over and we have learned in this current lifetime each person seems to deserve their fate or destiny. Once again, I emphasize that each person is to be held accountable and responsible for his or her own actions, words and deeds.
In other words, those who empty themselves from materialistic or spiritual endeavors are free from owning anything and owing nothing at all.
For those who believe that help in not available, this is false. There is always the bank and trustworthy friends who know how to operate as banks.
At 12:40PM, the twosome left with Brat sarcastically thanking Maw for the argument, which he should have taken as a positive discussion of how not to spend unwisely and save for the future when none else could help in times of need, if ever. I bade the twosome good luck. We all need good luck sometimes, right?
Prior 1-9-9-9 date
Saint Therese prayer gate
Send my flower to God straight
Online photo blue rose fate
Open petals five times rate
Looking at me without hate
Lovely sharing by souls mate
A saintly poem of seven-lined stanza with seven syllables in monorhyme.
Author’s note: When I came across this online photo, I knew this blue rose was picked especially for Him through the following prayer:
‘St. Therese, the Little Flower, please pick me a rose from the heavenly garden and send it to me with a message of love; ask God to grant me the favor I thee implore and tell Him I will love Him each day more and more. Amen.’
My photos showing one old and persistent to the left and one new and thinner to the right.
Freaking triple trails!
Streaking their white clouds like snails
Crisscrossing assails
Many layers of contrails
Cover light blue skies by bails
Steak burrito males
Flush red cheeks of young lad wails
Smiled at voiceless fails
Flirts nearby while cleaning fails
Laugh at pics — double cross sails
X mark the spot nails
Over three towers — travails
Sticky sight entails
Leaving skies in white wash veils
Sylphs work overtime prevails!
Superstitious sales
‘Friday the 13′ details
Symbolic tall tales
Eagle flag and lizard tails
Justice balancing her scales
A creepy photo showing a ghost girl wearing a black dress.
Where is teddy bear?
He is safe on someone’s bed. Does anyone care?
Searching everywhere!
Hiding under that bedspread? Where is teddy bear?
Babysitter’s lair
Two laughing children mislead Does anyone care?
Crying girl despair
Maybe he ran away – fled. Where is teddy bear?
To this day I swear
My teddy bear is not dead. Does anyone care?
Elder Maw repair
Wrong button eyes of gold dread! Where is teddy bear? Does anyone care?
A dark haiku variation of villanelle poetry.
Author’s note: The following external image via [http://queen-annie.net/private/misc/ghost.jpg] is of a very creepy photograph of what appears to be an image of a girl floating above the floor. The vibes from this photo is quite haunting to me and I would feel the effects of shock upon looking at this scary photo.
This poem is about my lost teddy bear, who is nowhere to be found. I believe the baby sitter ‘Auntie Emma’ took my teddy bear away. She instructed me to leave my teddy bear on the bed and left it tucked underneath a blanket. Her children, ‘Mai-Mai’ and ‘Jo-Jo’ teased me and made me cry when I couldn’t locate my teddy bear after returning to the room.
Maw has sewed by hand a similar but stiffer version of my lost teddy bear. The original version was softer and had black eyes. But ‘Maw’ put some golden eyes in error and that scared me. So she replaced those with some black one. I still have this second version but the first and only teddy bear could never be replaced!
‘I will survive!’ beat
Dancing Jesus neat
Sandals and large feet
Pavement of concrete
Grooving to the beat
Life is a sweet treat.
Walking down a street
A happy van greet
Full impact defeat
Bloody mass of meat
A poem based on an upbeat video showing an actor dancing to the tune of Gloria Gaynor’s ‘I Will Survive’ song and dressed up like a Jesus, who in the end encounters a realistic hit and run.
Addendum: Here is a YouTube.com video entitled Jesus Will Survive – Jesus Christ! The Musical | Uploaded by javierprato on Apr 14, 2007.
Author’s note: I shared the video link via an email to Brat
I came across another forum thread by ‘Secret Hose’ and the above image had one for the four symbols I picked up from the second symbol of East-West Bank, which was located to the left of Goldie Locks where we ate lunch starting around at 01:51PM on 12-04-2006.
Today, I awoke around 07:15AM to the sound of Maws knocking on the wall from downstairs as we had discussed last night. I heard that one but refused to get up from my stinky smelly self of no bath for four days of vacation.
After hearing the slamming of the door from the garage around 07:34PM, I went downstairs and decided to eat cake in front of the cartoon. Sponge Bob Square Pants was showing an episode about Neptune making him a god for cooking the best Crabby Patty Hamburger.
My bio-units came home around 08:45AM. Paw made toast and Maw brewed coffee. We cleaned up after the meal and Maw and I decided to cut up two parakeet branches. I had the chisel to lop off a few centimeters from the long length with the hammer and Maw used the saw for the notch.
Both were installed into black cage for the three boys. This helped to reduce their anxiety of the new cage and eating for them improved compared to last night. The used the new arrangement well and demonstrated the ease of hopping from one perch to the other.
Pimon made his hunger cry of a loud throaty, ‘Chirp!’ around 10:00PM on 12-03-2006. As a result, we made the interior design of their cage better for the boys. Maw heard Pimon and the rest scramble from the combination of fright and hunger.
Today, we had left the house around 11:00AM after I wrote up a ‘thank you’ card to both Brat and Twit. I scanned the purple envelope and the purple card showing two snoozing kittens inside a blue shirt pocket. This design was created by Kaomi, a Japanese woman living near Campbell, CA.
We went to the post office first to mail this card, then LBC to send money to Auntie Aida (who is Maws only sister remaining), then Longs Drugs to drop off prescription, then the bank to deposit my $500.00 birthday gift from Maw and Paw, then to Home Depot (Milpitas, CA), then The Great Mall, then to Goldie Locks, then home, then to Home Depot (Campbell, CA), then Parucho Fish Market where Maw bought a $0.48 eggplant.
We didn’t find the tall angel with horn from the Home Depot as an addition to our X-mas light theme outdoors. But I did find four red containers with three reels each to hold our lights. This new product should organize and avoid tangling the lights for future installation of X-mas lights.
Oh yeah: The current time is 08:12PM at 12-04-2006. I remembered seeing this strange white guy with rosy cheeks; a long face with hooked nose; dark blue beret cap; pink shirt with dark shirt; light blue jeans; and strange white shoes.
He was holding up a fold out containing pictures of Jupiter with its brown color and several smaller ones. He folded this one up after I mumbled under my breath, ‘How about Saturn’s storm?’ And lo and behold, he held up a National Geographic edition showing the word ‘Saturn’ on it.
This was after I gave chase to Paw, whom Maw and I thought missed the calendar shop, which was nearby our sitting area of eating Stone Cold Ice Cream in waffle cone. I intercepted him close by the restroom across from the fountain of dolphins and golden balls. I waited for Paw and we came back to shop at the calendar.
Maw had almost finished my Bee Stinger drink of $3.95 from Surf City and I told her that Paw could not wait to use the restroom. She got pissed at Paw for not going earlier. So Paw and I found a San Francisco calendar 2007.
Image source: IMG_2501 talen on 10/25/2006 3:58:30 PM via Canon PowerShot A610 camera.
Today around 04:00PM I took several pictures of one cloud that seemed very obviously shaped like an angel to me, at least. I was getting up from my desk to get a copy of one of my print outs and the blinds were slightly open to reveal this one cloud located slight in front of the towers.
I debated a bit and decided to take out my camera from my ugly black bag, unzipped the camera bag, placed the camera into my right pocket of the gray vest that I was wearing, log out from my primary computer and then proceeded to take the elevator downwards to the lobby, which lead outside to fresh air and clear blue skies.
There were other clouds near by but not has profusely as was yesterday afternoon, which had one long and wispier ones in the same location outside the front of the towers of Santa Clara, CA near Paramount’s Great America Amusement Theme Park.
So I walked slowly behind this guy in front of me because wouldn’t hold the door open. I veered to the left where this one large truck was waiting in the streets. I paused near the sign showing the companies within this tower and took my first snapshot of the angel cloud.
Then I walked along the sidewalk to complete my clockwise direction. I heard the truck pull out from his parked location; heard the gears slipped out of place as I scratched my rear end obviously in public and proceeded to walk while glancing to my left briefly to see another person waiting inside an ugly brown colored Volkswagen bug.
I continued straight past the second tower and onward to the third and fourth towers. I decided to place my call between the second and third tower. And I was able to talk with my associate and told him about how I received two voicemail messages from yesterday evening and from 02:00AM this morning both this afternoon around 03:00PM.
I told him I would leave my cellphone unit open in case he wishes to call me. I am supposed to be happy but the presence of angel cloud in the blue sky this afternoon showed to me how much happier I would be if people stop flaaping their blow holes of mostly hot air; listen to their fine hearts of good souls; and find inner peace of eternal happiness.
P.S. I should upload those pictures now. 10-26-2006 12:05AM.
I see big wispy clouds on the south facing portion from the windows of the 12th floor tower where I work. The whole day has been blue skies and fresh air. The co-worker came back and his boss has been quiet.
I took many pictures of wispy clouds around lunch time at 12:30PM from my home. They were parading in front of our front door, which is facing due east. There were lots more above our house.
I cannot wait to quit this place and let the co-worker take over my ‘spit’ load of work that noone wants. I suppose the delay to fully cross-train a backup is to keep me overworked, tired and frustrated to the point of leaving. And this known technique for any company is working on me.
This includes riding on the nerves of anyone. Key individuals are tagged to be annoyed. There are two new people making much noise with one of the contractors sitting nearby our department. These two new people would ridicule her because she does not know as much as them.
I see some contrails trying to mark their presence among the wispy clouds. There is no doubt a battle is happening in the skies above us. I need to make more people aware of their surrounding. Their visual focus should be from horizontal to more vertical.
