Poetry from the Soul of Me

Q's sense of reality, or it is mine???

What do I see before me?
Is it a sunrise, a smiling face, or the divine presence of divinity?

Does my mind really understand the images before it?
Or are these things so beyond my ilk that I put in things that make sense and  not view what is there, or do all I can to forget.

Is the world really what we think it is, people, animals buidings and trees?
Or is it so beyond our minds perceptions that we would go insane by its' true appearance, be dirven to our knees.

No I am not like Renee Decarre, I do not believe the world is images that fade away when we go to sleep.
I feel the couch I am sitting upon, taste the soup my wife makes for us, smell the scent of flowers.

This world is no illusion, and it is what I know it to be.
For if this would be untrue, then with the snap of my fingers, all could change around me, and that does not happen.

So I am happy that all is as it should be, I will drive off now in my Ferrari with Christi Lee and take the yacht out on the sea.  Oh wait that is just a dream, not reality.

Then again what is reality?

Is any of this real or a dream?

by 

Taniris M Richards February 5th 2013  9:04 A,M.

Do You Remember???

My wife and I have been watching both THE TWILIGHT ZONE and NIGHT GALLERY, two shows created and written by Rod Serling.

I have been amazed all over again by Serling's wit, humor and depth in his writing.  He took his viewers into the dark recesses of the soul and to the height of what we as humans can accomplish when we reach out with our hearts.

He used imagination, and twists of fancy to compel us to look at issues without preaching at us.

The Twilight Zone was where he mastered his skill, he would set us up in a small community where we were alone, just our spouse and us.  No other people, cars would not run, the grass was fake the houses seemed real but had no food... and the train just went in a circle.

What strange nightmare was this?  We were pets in a little girls home, she was a giant and we were her play things.  Or were we animals in a Zoo.  It was up to the viewer to determine the message, and in THE TWILIGHT ZONE, were there ever any wrong answers?  

Maybe only one, it is just a T.V. Show.

Years would go by and Serling had the chance to come back, and do even more terrifying story lines, stories that took us deeper into the mind and the places where our fears come to life.

NIGHT GALLERY ran from 1969 to 1973 and again using a half hour format, Serling surprised and shocked us.

Night Gallery was more a look at the darker side of humanity, with occasional glimpses of hope.  Yet in all honesty Serling used Night Gallery to explore the bitter and destructive aspects of our species in depth.  

He did not shy away and he was always making you wonder what would happen in the next moment?  Keeping his audience wondering, hoping sometimes against hope that what we were seeing would not end the way it appeared.

What was always amazing, was how calm and friendly Serling seemed to be at the introduction of a story, how he would put you at ease, like a polite grand-father who was the favorite story teller and yet one who always made the brothers Grimm seem like they were telling a happy tale about a dog and his boy... not a boy eaten by his dog.

What were your favorite episodes of the THE TWILIGHT ZONE and NIGHT GALLERY?  Do you still watch the shows in syndication?  

Let me know.

So until next week, this is Tamirisc asking again... Do You Remember???

Wordless Wednesday. A cool Movie theater on Peoria Street.

On 7th Ave and Peoria Street is the Aurora Plaza, this is a large strip mall that has everything from a check cashing place to a King Soopers shopping center.  

Near the area where King Soopers is located is a very cool movie theater that is called Cinema Latino.  It is an amazing location.  Here are some photos of this complex.

Tuesdays' Favorites Music, Music, Music.

Welcome to my Tuesdays' Favorites.  This week It's music,  I have a huge variety of music that I enjoy.  I grew up in a household where I heard Rock and Roll, show tunes, Classical, Jazz Country and Western and R and B.

So you will find a wide variety of music represented when I cover music in my favorites.

This week, it is Sir Paul McCartney. 

Hope you enjoyed the music.  I shall return next Tuesday.  

Til then just remember, all you need is love.

Call Me Java Sunday's Cereal

"Sometimes you know exactly how things will go, even before you go into the situation.  I knew when I went into the main estate at Robins' Nest, that Gibbs would try and keep me from most of the information.  He was NCIS, and as a Naval Criminal Investigator his job was to keep information under control and see that as little as possible got out to the public."

"Now McGarrett on the other hand kept trying to make sure that I was given full access, so I could do what I needed to."

Magnum was pulling into the King Kamaehameha Clubs' parking lot at this moment.  He still was working on how to approach Rick on needing to speak with Ice Pick on this matter.

"All I knew is that I was in something that Rick would not believe.  For that matter I was still struggling with this."

Magnum walked into the King Kamehameha Club.  As he did he noticed Michael Knight sitting at the bar.  Rick was looking at Michael like he had lost his mind.  

"Hey Rick, how are you doing?"

"Thomas, first off you still owe me for last weeks' tab, and secondly I am glad you are here.  This guy wants me to put him in touch with Ice Pick, because he is trying to track down Harmon Rabb Jr."

"Hello Michael, so how did you find out about Rick's ...never mind, you contacted FLAG."

"I did, but this guy just will not listen."

"You know this guy Thomas?"

"Yes Rick.  This is Michael Knight of the Foundation for Law and Government, he and I are working on the same case."

Rick did a double take, first at this stranger then his friend.

"Thomas, I know you have had your share of unusual cases, but this one takes the cake.  A former J.A.G. officer goes missing, and every agency is trying to find him?"

Both Thomas and Michael looked at each other in disbelief then at Rick.  It was Michael who spoke first.

"Excuse me, I was under the impression that Rabb was still active.  That is what we have been briefed on at least."

"You really are serious about this?  So Thomas, let me guess... you too want to speak with Ice Pick on this?"

"Yea Rick.  Ice Pick may be able to answer the questions about what is really going on here.  Right now, it's like being blind in a dark alley."

Rick shook his head.  He ignored Michael Knight and looked at his old friend.  

"Alright Thomas, not because of Mr. Flag, or whatever his name is. "

Before Rick could continue Michael Knight broke in.

"Listen, I know I am an outsider here, however the more we debate this, the more time we lose, and time is something we can not get back!"

"He's right Rick, we need to speak with Ice Pick as soon as possible."

"As I was going to say Thomas, I will put you in touch with Ice Pick, because I know that Ice Pick will accept speaking to you.  I also trust you, even though this case is crazy as they come."

"Great Rick, and I really owe you for this one.  Just one thing, why did you say Rabb is a former J.A.G. officer, as I said we have been briefed otherwise."

Rick polished a glass and put it aside then looked at his friend.

"Because when Harmon Rabb Jr. Came into the Club a week ago, he was buying drinks for everyone celebrating his leaving J.A.G. and the Navy, once and for all.  He made a big deal out of it, said that Mac just did not understand him and he needed time and space away from everything."

Both Magnum and Knight responded at the same instant in time.

"He was here a week ago!  Why didn't you say anthing before now?"

"Because, neither of you asked.  What am I supposed to be, a mind reader.  I will call you as soon as I have a time set up with Ice Pick."

Without thinking Thomas Sullivan Magnum did something out of character. he placed a $20.00 bill on the bar.

"Keep the change.  Thanks Rick."

Magnum left before Rick had a chance to respond directly.

"I don't believe it, he actually left a $20.00 and didn't ask for change?  Something has got Thomas spooked.  So Mr. Flag...."

"That's Knight, and I would really appreciate if you would contact me too when you have contacted Ice Pick."

"Listen Mister Knight, I know Thomas, he and I go way back.  Ice Pick knows Thomas, they have worked together on occasions before.  I do not know you, I have no reason to trust you, nor does Ice Pick... and I will not put someone I do not know, and have no reason to trust in contact with a very confidential contact.  So drink your drink then leave.  You will get nothing more from me.  Have a nice day."

Michael Knight was floored, he was used to having people do what he asked.  Yet he was an outsider here.  He needed information though and he did not like having to depend on a Private Eye he did not know.

"Alright.  Maybe I can get in touch with an old friend while I am here  Do you know how I could contact Daniel Williams?"

Rick smiled, his voice was sarcastic as he responded.

"Which one, there are a lot of people with that name."

"Daniel Williams of Five O.  He and I go way back, I knew him when I was a cop with L.A.P.D."

"You know Dano Williams?"

"Yea, of course it was a while back, before I was shot and took on a new last name.  My name was Michael Long back then."

"Yea well, I will see what I can do.  Leave me a number.  You owe  $16.98 for your drinks."

Michael felt he was being jipped, but he did not want any more headaches.  He was outside his comfort zone and on his own.  He paid the bill and walked off.  As soon as he was out of ear shot he spoke into his watch.

"KITT, I need a complete background check on a Rick Wright, I need to know his association with a Thomas Magnum and someone known as Ice Pick.  I need this as quick as you can get it for me pal."

"Very well Michael.  Michael, how are we doing?"

"Lousy pal, we are striking out and the bases are loaded.  We need some magic here soon, or I think we will be too late."

"I'll do all I can Michael."

"Thanks pal."

As Michael Knight walked toward the parking lot a dark gray Ford Mustang came out of no where and was bearing down on him.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Saturdays' Snaps What will they be? Wait and see, tee hee tee hee tee hee.

Welcome to my second edition of Saturday's Snaps.  This is still new to me, so I hope you appreciate the effort it is taking.

So this covers three days of this past week, the 29th 30th and 31st.  Let's see what I took pictures of those days.

Tuesday January 29th 2013

 Starting off at a local Mexican restaurant on Chambers and Hampden.

 This is a park area on Alameda Ave near the Aurora Central Library

 Looking down from the second floor of the Aurora Central Library, to the main floor.

 Looking down from the 2nd floor to the stair well coming from the first floor of the Aurora Central Library

 A really cook sky light but no way to go up to it and look out, at the Aurora Central Library.

 The main deck open to the public on the 2nd floor of the Aurora Central Library.

 Sunset at Albion and Exposition near Walmart.

A mystery, you tell me what you think it is???

Wednesday January 30th 2013

 Poppa Johns on East Colfax Ave and Downing Street, with they cashregister building in the distance.

 Reallu cool building on East Colfax Avenue.  Unfortunately this building is cloed down currently.

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 No I did not take this picture of me and Albus Dumbledoer.  This photo was actually taken by the owner of this tobacco shop.

 

Click to enlarge this picture, because what is written on the blue sign is very true.

Thursday January 31st 2013 

 Cool apartment building on 16th and Downing Street.

No your eyes are not deceiving you, this tree has leaves ready to fall.

 Read the signs.

 The International Youth Hostel on 16th and Washington, where I lived for about a month this past year.

 Downtown Denver from 16th and 16th and Pear Street.

 No we did not go to Germany of the 1940's this is an apartment on 16th Street near Logan Street.

 A cool old church on 16th Street.

 A bench along the way.

 Denvers Twin Towers that were compleated one year after the famous ones in NYC.

 Sky view outside RTD Station Broadway and East Colfax Avenue.

 The Legal building on 13th and Broadway, this was finished in November of last year.

Poetry from the soul of me.

I is three today, what a world I see,
Candles on a cake I try to blow out, I do it and I shout Hooray for me,
Presents I pull from bags, what joy I have.
Today is my birthday, this is all I have to say.

For the step grand daughter Izzabella.

What a remarkable person you are.  You come from afar.
A strange land called Misery, er Missouri.
You have three brothers, two who were twins, and one the younger.
Your mother is  a woman of spirit.
Your daughter is a compassionate mother of one, who just gave birth to her son.
Your son is a hard worker who just celebrated the third birth day of his daughter, he is a very proud father.
I  am so glad you came to Colorado to share your life with me, together we shall be, for now and through eternity.