I don’t advocate for violence. I want peace in my life time. Evil ass elite keep putting us in boxes and making people afraid of whichever group they are trying to get rid of. I don’t want anything to happen to the left that’s bad. I just want them to turn off the TV come to the bar and we’ll all have some beers and find some way to fix our corrupt government.

It’s up to us to fix this. And we can’t do that threatening each other.

I love you all. Let’s work towards peace.

Ages ago my mother dedicated this song to me. So I feel compelled to share it with all of you.

I promise, mama - Imma be a simple kind of man....

Lynyrd Skynyrd - Simple Man

"Simple Man"

Mama told me when I was young
"Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day"

"Oh, take your time, don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
You'll find a woman and you'll find love
And don't forget, son, there is someone up above"

"And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

Oh, yes, I will

"Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can?"

"Baby, be a simple, be a simple man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple kind of simple man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can?"

https://youtu.be/sMmTkKz60W8

I felt inspired to write. Something I have not done in a very long time.

(It doesnt have a title. It is just my heart speaking through my fingers.)

Through the door you must now walk.
Save your voice, this isnt your time to talk.
I love you dearly, I love you so. This mama’s boy, is now alone.

You were my anchor, you were my heart.
My mom, my Angel, my golden start.
You held me high, and gave me love
You were my mom sent from above
Youve earned your wings, so wear them proud
For up in Heaven, sweet tea’s allowed.

A gift from God, you to me.
Eyes for me when I couldnt see.
So wise, so soft, so loving and pure.
My mother’s hug was my cure.
And her spirit I’ll love forevermore.
Ill miss you more than words can say.
My soul looks forward to reunion day.

But until then, I just ask you this;
Enjoy your peace and happiness.
Live your life in eternity.
Shine your light, and spread your wings.
A more blessed gift, I’ll never have
And please just know, that through all this ..

I’ll never bend, I’ll have Dad’s 6.

Youre not gone, youre in my heart, you always were, from the very start.

I love you, Mama Bear, I’ll see you there. 😢😢😢

“And when you take your shoes off at night, I hope ya slide em way under your bed, so you got to get on your knees in the mornin”

https://youtu.be/ESa45s7R4R8

Tool - Invincible

"Invincible"

Long in tooth and soul
Longing for another win
Lurch into the fray
Weapon out and belly in

Warrior
Struggling
To remain
Consequential

Bellow aloud
Bold and proud
Of where I've been
But here I am

Beating chest and drums
Beating tired bones again
Age-old battle, mine
Weapon out and belly in

Tales told
Of battles won
Of things we've done
Caligula would grin

Beating tired bones
Tripping through, remember when
Once invincible
Now the armor's wearing thin
Heavy shield down

A warrior
Struggling
To remain
Relevant

A warrior
Struggling
To remain
Consequential

Cry aloud
Bold and proud
Of where I've been
But here I am
Where I am

Warrior
Struggling
To remain
Relevant

A warrior
Struggling
To remain
Consequential

Tears in my eyes, chasing Ponce de León's phantoms
So filled with hope, I can taste mythical fountains
False hope, perhaps, but the truth never got in my way
Before now, feel the sting, feeling time, bearing down

Tears in my eyes, chasing Ponce de León's phantoms
So filled with hope, I can taste mythical fountains
False hope, perhaps, but the truth never got in my way
Before now, feel the sting, feeling time, bearing down

False hope, perhaps, but the truth never got in my way
Before now, feel the sting, feeling time, bearing down

Bearing down

https://youtu.be/hxsld16TjSU

As an add on to my previous post (even though I gave a disclaimer) - Dont go thinking Ive lost hope or faith. I *haven’t*. At all. Quite the opposite. I’m quite confident that the house of cards is gonna fall.

All I’m displaying is a little righteous indignation. Keep in mind, when someone asks you “What Would Jesus Do”, that flipping tables and smiting folks is not out of the realm of possibility.

Plainly put - Im an Empath, and as such; Im tired of seeing suffering and Im quite ready/anxious to witness darkness get fucking yeeted to the next dimension for all eternity.

Thats all. Carry on, frens. ☺️

Despite my not particularly feeling Mother’s Day this year - I am well aware that I have quite a few Mothers on my channel. So, I am now going to take a moment to speak to them, if ya’ll don’t mind. ☺️

From the bottom of my heart - thank you to all of you who sacrificed so much of yourselves to bring life into this world, and then to nurture it, and guide it. Thank you from all of us sons, and daughters for the sleepless nights, taking care of us when we are sick, feeding us, clothing us, loving us, fighting for us, and giving your all for us. Thank you for your mother’s instinct - which kept a lot of us out of more trouble than we ever knew.

Thank you for cleaning the cuts, and applying the bandages. Not just for a scraped knee, but for the many a time hearts and souls were scraped by life and there you were, our mothers - standing with a firm hug and an “I love you” to see us back to reality.

Thank you all for understanding those times we’d come home drunk, or stoned, only to profess our being sober. You knew better - you ALWAYS knew, but you always let it slide so long as we weren’t a danger to ourselves or others.

Thank you for the discipline. For the spankings. For the groundings. For giving consequences to our actions - and always still providing that hug and “I love you” yet again after the fact.

Thank you for the shoulder to cry on, and the lap to rest our head on. Thank you for the unconditional love showered upon us from the moment of conception until the moment mother or child departs this plane.

Thank you for always having our backs, even when you know we are wrong. Thank you for always standing up to the lions, even though at times, you were woefully unarmed for such confrontations. Thank you for the tears you held in so we could smile. Thank you for the pain you shouldered so that we could be free of concern.

Thank you most of all, for all those times you watched your children be completely broken, and clueless, and scared of life, only to hold them, and say “it will be okay”. Thank you for all the times we were convinced we were failures, and you still supported us unequivocally with no questions. Thank you, Moms - for your love, and warmth.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

God bless all of the mothers out there today. May Love and Light surround you and envelop you - not just today, but for all days.

Remember - you are so very loved. And so it is. 🙏🏻

“Mother is the name for God on the lips and hearts of little children..” ❤️

I miss you, and I love you, Mama. Happy Mother’s Day in the hereafter. 🌷💐🌷

Every. Single. Word.
Especially the very End.
🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

Sound the dread alarm …. And stir yourself from your wanton slumber.

"Descending"

Free fall through our midnight
This epilogue of our own fable

Heedless in our slumber
Floating nescient we free fall through this boundlessness
This madness of our own making

Falling isn't flying
Floating isn't infinite

Come our end suddenly
All hail our lethargy
Concede suddenly

To the quickened
Dissolution pray
We mitigate the ruin
Calling all to arms and order

Drifting through this boundlessness
This madness of our own making

Sound our dire reveille
Rouse all from our apathy

Lest we cease to be

Stir us from our
Wanton slumber
Mitigate our ruin
Call us all to arms and order

Sound the dread alarm through the primal body
Sound the reveille
To be or not to be

Rise
Stay the grand finale
Stay the reading of our
Swan song and epilogue

One drive to stay alive
Elementary. Muster every fiber
Mobilize
Stay alive

Stir us from our
Wanton slumber
Mitigate our ruin
Call us all to arms and order

https://youtu.be/PcSoLwFisaw

For those wondering who the fellow was that Trump called out as the new Lt. Governor of North Carolina …

This is Mark Robinson.

Anyone ‘member this guy? Cuz I ‘member him, and his EPIC mic drop concerning the 2nd amendment to the Greensboro City Council. This speech is straight 🔥, and I highly recommend you watch if you haven’t seen it.

Knowing that this dude is in the wings when Cooper gets his comeuppance makes me possess the largest perma-grin imaginable.