Jeez!

Jack...buddy, you really are gonna make someone kill over, and it might be me... I just hope you are doing well, and that you really do take it easy for a little while so we all don't have heart burn or anything.

Know that I am looking out for you buddy!

Love ya~

...me...

12 November 2009

I am here, getting ready to start the winter season. The old team, and those interested in becoming part of the new winter team will be here right after school to make the recruiting posters and advertisements to hang around the school. I have finally completed the rendition of mixed themes and music that I will be using to write the new show, and it is, as far as my opinion is concerned, amazing.

"Now we are free"

This is the name of the show, and the musical themes are those of the Gladiator soundtrack. The idea is to portray through flag and rifle movement, the story of Maximus Decimus Meridius. General, Father, Husband...slave. Taken after his family were murdered and crucified alive, to become a slave sold into the provinces of the roman empire.

The themes articulate the moments in his life that make the story of such epic caliber. Each changing musical theme will illustrate a different part of his story, taking him from military power, stripped and left with nothing as a slave, then to the arena where he then brought the might of rome to its knees through the defiant acts as an arena gladiator.

His story then becomes that of true "Strength and Honor".

Strength and Honor

To know what that means, is seemingly beyond me...to possess true knowledge of our bodies, and in everything we know in our hearts to be the worth of integrity, and then to be able to manifest all to those with whom we associate, is how honor is acquired and maintained.

I listen to the musical show which I have now created, and I see so much. I hear so much. I feel so much. And yet it is truly interesting, that to behold what I do, to witness the effects of my hopes, they lie in a simple act of 'checking in'.

I want you to see the show...I wish you could be here, to share with you what I love... only time will tell, what will become.

God Bless

Fel

Hey buddy...

....Jack! What are you doing buddy? Giving people a heart attack??? Man, it is pretty demanding of the heart beat when you go and do things like involve yourself in the need to have stitches....!!! j/k, You are still my buddy, and you always will be.

I just didn't know that I could comment on your blog buddy...I wasn't sure if that was kosher...but if it is, I could be commenting on your blog a lot more than you might like...

Just know that there is always a check in. I am sorry if it has been a while, tour, and competitions, and such...I am always eager to hear as much as is possible, and yes, I do read. I really do...

God bless, and God speed...

as we all have the need.

...me...

Checking in, November 9...

We got back from our tour form marching band and needless to say, we did quite well. First over all in our division, along with the outstanding musical performance caption. Had we competed up a class our points would have set us at second in 3A(class above us), and second in 4A(two classes above us) as well.

The trip was amazing. I did something with my girls that i wish I had done long ago. I experimented with a method to get them in the right frame of mentality...to have fun while on the field. I will not disclose all the details of the method, but know that it was by far the best performance that they have had all season, and the method proved extremely effective. I shall implement it more often in the seasons to come.

I am well...

All is well...

I love you~

God Bless

Fel~

Checking in, November 2 2009

A good day! Much more beautiful than many of the other days have been for the last several weeks. I can't believe how nice it has been...another thing that is simply beautiful.

Other news of considerable nature...my grandfather passed away last week. It was a bit sudden, but also more expected than not. He was a great man, and more man than most men who have lived in this world.

He worked until his body quit on him. When he was not working, which was seldom, he was at the temple doing the work of the Lord. When he retired, he never really retired. Every day he would walk the several blocks to the temple where he would perform ordinances all day long, as long as he could.

A true man of God, and a true man of the family.

God and family, in that order, is how his life was structured. He knew that the only way to sustain his family in the ways of God, was to serve God as best he could, and let God sustain his family as best he knew how.

We loved him dearly.

I however, am not able to attend the services. My two sisters and I will be staying in utah, as everyone else will be heading to hawaii for the services. He will be greatly missed, but he is also greatly needed where he is going.

God Bless and God speed...

Me

Checking in, October 28

Last night we had our band concert, and dare I say? It was clearly a tremendous success. 4 conductors in front of the bands at Provo high, (including myself) and all four of them deserving of the positions they held.

It was great. Big house, lots of people, great audience, good atmosphere, solid learning opportunity! I didn't think I would have been directing the band last night at the concert, but Mr. Hearld(Official hired band director) asked if we would be interested in directing because we had done so much work for the bands already. He said he wouldn't feel right not putting us up there in front of the ensemble's to direct because of how much we had done to help them.

Few in this world are as great a helpers and as good a directors as Jared Hearld.

As I said, it was awesome! I just wanted to update as to my last couple days!

God bless and God speed!

Fel

...how I love this...

Written below is the word of solemn declaration that each knight was required to swear before he could receive his knighthood.

"Be without fear in the face of your enemies.
Be brave and upright that God may love thee.
Speak the truth always, even if it leads to your death.
Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong.
That is your oath."

How beautiful, and how simple is the call for chivalry that had been in old times; and how I wish the day of modern inclination could adapt the truth and magnitude of such things. But "it is not necessary anymore" as one teacher once proclaimed in his state of what he thought was defeat... But what could be more necessary? The small and simple things that make humans what they are, and what COULD elevate all of us to better thinking, stronger wills, and motivate us to more acts of integrity

That is the question of the day, in the labor of our time.

God Bless...

Today...

...has been a little better than the rest of this week. Some updates of the season are as follows.

1) We had another competition for marching band yesterday(October 20) and the band did well. We took first over all in our class, but we only took one caption home; 'Outstanding musical performance'. Percussion took second by 0.7 points as did colorguard by the same amount. Visual was also second by 1.0 point. It doesnt' sound like very much but 1-6 place is usually between a 3.0 spread. I reviewed the film and know what we need to work on to improve our show as a guard, and hopefully this weekend at the TIMP comp we will do better. We are looking for a clean sweep and we hope it happens.

2) I am having a new Latin Medley done for my ballroom team and so far it is doing fantastic considering we haven't been able to work that medley for three weeks. It is suffering at present, but it should quickly come together starting tonight as we re-awaken its soul from slumber. I also had the costume seemstress come in today to take measurements for those costumes and finally get started on them. It leaves my soul excited for that to be completed.

3) I am looking into some possible graveyard security work, seeing how that may be the only time I would be able to work another job, during the dark hours of the revolution. It call for 32 hours/week monday-thursday. I know it would literally kill me if i ran a life like that, working everyday, and only sleeping for a couple hours a night if that, and then being able to sleep a couple hours during the day as well...I don't know if it is smart...but it might be needed....who knows??

4) There is a day in every life, where one must reflect on things past, things present, and things future. No one really knows the reasons why they were, are, or how they will be, but one will always question. I consider photo's I possess, letters I read, phone numbers I wish to call, and the mirror that I see every morning with the short and sweet message it carries, and only by request am I silenced...Yes, the information of conjured moments of greatness still bring a smile.

5) About the monster...it seems that the heart was willing to fight, even at the risk of losing loyalty from one close to me. Words became the fists that were swung, elevated voices became the knives that were thrown, and in the end guns of vocabulary were loaded and fired; It became dirty. The mess surely awoke the sleeping giant of anger and frustration, and nearly let loose its path of devastation. Thank goodness for the wake of calm that somehow found its way through the fire and the noise...settling my breaking heart, it took command of the situation and made manifest to me, the way to leave the beast at rest and still fight the battle in a manner fit for reconciliation. All has become well with it, and still the monster sleeps; where I hope to keep him until the end of reckoning. I cannot share the specific details of those involved, but know it is well...for now.

6) I cannot believe how much this world tells us we can not do...they truly want us to give up, or to give in to the pressures of inadequacies. How is it, that the world we are to succeed in, is so concerned with being the cause of frailty? My kids in education, struggle so much with the homes they live in and the world they EXIST in because all they hear is that they are incapable of performance. Damned to the depths to all those who promote that kind of mentality. To any of those who feel under the reigning hail of negligence and negativity, whether they be dear sentiments of my heart, new or veteran students of mine, simple aquaintances, or all the likes there-of, my will of mind and soul are out in reach to you. Rise above the voice of pessimism. Believe in yourself as much as I do. See what God see's in you. Only then will you know and realize what you are truly capable of, and then result in the true character and nature of what you will become.

This man speaks in truth, and always will, even if it may lead to his death...

I love you~

To everyone who may read,
God bless and God speed.

Just a few things that I am thinking about...

1) ...I am in a hard place, cornered, by kindness and submissiveness on one hand, and legal right on the other. I am forced into a situation that is creating something inside that I thought was put to rest long ago.

A monster.

My hands have never been raised in offense, nor have they responded in like of offense, in order of defense. I simply just take the blows as they come, and walk away. I am the kind of individual that will turn into the fight, and take the blows so as to end the conflict. I think nothing much of it, and just move on. But now I feel as if that will simply not work anymore...

That monster is being reborn, I can feel it. If I act upon the kind, passive, and submissive heart that is my life, it will slay the monster...but it will leave me crippled, and many of those around me crippled as well, unable to fend for themselves, for they know not the place in which they stand, and before they would ever find out, it would be too late...

If I act upon the hand of the law, it will give birth to this monster, raising metaphorical hands to battle against those around me, and sending that monster to dwell in the hearts of those close to me. I do not fear that monster in others, for I believe I was born to battle such demons, and to come out triumphant by suppressing the monster in myself in order to fight it in others.

But alas...to awaken that beast in order to protect the young at hand, means to sacrifice the dungeon in which this monster is held prisoner. To tear down the walls and set him free...

Can I be at peace while crippling those that can not fend for themselves...?

Can my soul rest knowing I have set free a demon to reign in the hearts of those close to me...?

I know not, but what I do know is this...I guess everyone has a breaking point.

2) The rules are always and ever present. They have not changed, nor will time tell if they will ever be without power to govern. Though I have broken them, more often than you may ever know, please understand that I mean it...power comes in the act of the meaningful, but to what end?

3) I have now been layed-off of my other employment position at windsor park because of the economy and the fall of finances. What that means, is simply that if I am to cover the expenses required to live in this world I must now seek more labor induced employment to meet those financial needs and obligations.

4) I am tired....I am exhausted....I am the wake after the storm, the calm in the distance, and the whisper that hails the hands of reconciliation.

....I am me....

is it enough?

The Ride of your life...

Enjoy the ride; There is no return ticket

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

'How old are you?' 'I'm four and a half!' You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

'How old are you?' 'I'm gonna be 16!' You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life ! You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony. YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; 'I Was JUST 92.'

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. 'I'm 100 and a half!'
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay 'them.'

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever, even ham radio. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.' And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help..

9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER :
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away..

Still here...

...and checking in. :-)

Love ya~

Hope...

...it seems, is more a sense of humorous irony than anything else...I don't mean to condone the possibility of hope, or the existence of hope, for God knows I live my life, build my expectations, and create the realm in which I teach the youth of our world, exactly what hope is...

But it is in the realm of hope that I find the strongest architecture of irony. The hope for the future is how I build the mentality of the youth I teach, its how I mold the thought process and patterns of how they see. It is the basis of how they learn to feel with their heart.

I teach them that hope is the first step to being able to see what I refer to as the intended future...no I am not saying that I can see the future, but rather I can feel the intended future for several of those around me, and in hope, for myself.

When I can place my hand on the mind of someone close to me, or my finger tips on the heart of someone dear to me, its then that I can secure a communication port between hearts and minds. Only then does it happen...I feel the impression of images and intentions of what seems to be things that have not come to pass...I don't claim they are real, I don't claim to be a seer, I don't claim to be a prophet, in fact, I usually don't share them with many people if any at all. I simply connect, see, feel, and then in most cases, wonder...

In the event that I might share it with someone of whom I have "read", many many weeks, or even months later when something I say transpires, someone always asks me how I knew? I have nothing to say except it is a lucky guess. Is it? I don't know...it happens more often than not, and to me it is really more of a curse than a blessing as most people like to think of it.

How would you like to be able to touch someone...ascend from this mere plain of Consciousness, and suddenly connect to them on a level that you didn't want to? You feel what they feel...but only for a moment...then it is that you realize the depths of despair, or the state of need, or the emotional unrest that they are prisoners of...and even worse...you know there is nothing that you can do to change what you see and feel....

How would it be?

The one person I wish I could see or feel...was myself. How does one connect with himself in order to see the things in his own future? Is that possible? Or is it only given that he may see that of those close to him, in order to help them through...?

Is this truly a blessing...? Or a darkening curse...?

Still I work with all heart and hope, to keep hope alive for those around me...and for myself. But what will it merit? Hopefully the best of that which we call happiness...

...and still I find myself hoping.....

Checking in...

...so you may hopefully know that all is well.

Details will come later, I promise.

I am well.

"Many thanks your grace", for checking in with me...and sharing with me the elements of life that keep you.

The evolution of the past...

His name is Hidalgo. Name taken from a film wherein a man's horse was named Hidalgo. A great film of adventure, intrigue, loyalty, risk, and love, Hidalgo served as the man's primary loyalty. Vast memories he held with Hidalgo, harnessed and cultivated with sentiment that could not be compared with any others in his class. Though there were many that were similar, this one was indeed special because of the way he was raised. He lived with him, ate with him, raced with him, and then eventually Hidalgo saved his life. Hidalgo was chosen for this particular Entity in my life because He and I have done the very things that had been done in the film...and eventually, he even saved my life....



Her name is Trinity. Also taken from the concept of a film titled "The Matrix". Trinity's roll was designed to be one of the main assisting factors in the main character's(Neo) quest to understanding. Although she was skeptical at first, as was I, in the naming of this Entity, confirmation came to me when I had a unique experience with her. Waiting for a red light to change to green, a 2007(Year being 2006) Toyota Celica pulled up next to me with a man wearing a suit and sunglasses. He turned to me, gave me the look, and when the light flashed to green we were off. Suddenly the message came to me..."an agent" was on my tail, and she was in flight to make sure she stayed ahead. Pure heart, and clean black curves, Trinity had become true to her name, outrunning the agent, and out living her expected life. As had become tradition with all entities, she too saved my life....




Many of you have met this Entity already. Graced with the name that no doubt is suitable for not only her appearance, this entity bears a name that holds true value in more ways than just one. Bella was given to honor the memory of a dear one close to me. Her name in actual script, B.E.L.L.A., serves as an acronym each letter representing a quality I found in such a dear friend.

Beautiful
Elegant
Lovely
Lavish
Altruistic

B.E.L.L.A. then became the standard for which I would search....search for someone who could fill the void that had become the emptiness in my heart. Even as trinity had become the attending lady in my life, teaching me much, B.E.L.L.A. had become the living lady in my heart offering me the memory, and the standard that will remain with me till that emptiness be filled.

From the rolling mountain territory that governed the march of Hidalgo, to the standard of hope that had become of B.E.L.L.A., I offer you now the name of the Entity that now carries the endeavors of my heart in the world. This Entity was chosen based on a character concept in a video game. Becoming the protagonist in the story of a young character, Tidus is thrown into a world that was not his own, nor of his own interests. However seeing the need to be there, and the necessity of his existence there, he realized as he bonded with his new friends, that they will have much more in life than just to simply exist. Tidus has become the protagonist in my life, aiding in every way possible, becoming a savior in one of my direst times of secular and physical demand.

I present: Tidus



Every Entity, and I choose the word "Entity" because I believe that each one is such; an entity of life. I do not believe in inanimate life, because how can something be inanimate, if it is life? How can it be an inanimate object, when objects are made of the same things we are....life. They see and they feel. They hear and they listen. They speak and they understand. They live, and they love.


....such is the evolution of the past.....

Checking in...

This world is truly an awesome world, where life is not complete unless you have some life of luxury, at least to some degree. At least that is what the world would have us think, that is what our society would have us believe...

I use the word awesome, not because I think it is something incredibly good...but rather, to the true nature of the word, it is a subject that honestly leaves me in awe...

I don't know how else to put this, I don't know where you are, I don't know how you are doing...all I know is that I get a small piece of happiness when I see the random, but cherished notes sent from you.

They can not be expected, so I don't expect them.

They can not be responded to, so I don't respond to them.

And they can not be ignored...so I don't ignore them...

How could I ignore them? How could I ignore you...when far inside there is still a deep appreciation for you, and for your life, and for everything you have become.

I don't know how you really are doing, I can only assume, based on the short notes I get, that you are truly doing well. And for that I am happy! I am deeply happy for you. I could not ask for you to be blessed in a better way than you are now. I hear it is the happiest moments in life, to bring new life...I pray for the health and life of the little one soon to enter this world. And is that not an element that would create a life of luxury? I think so, I believe so, I know so...

I find myself writing again,
for no other reason than to tell you,
just how happy I think I really have been,
being involved with everything I do.

And odd it seems, to think day after day
that the only comfort I find is when I pray.
Hoping for an answer to a question I have had;
after hearing your news, "whats it like to be a...dad?"

I would always love to hear from you;
hows your boy? And yes, the little one too?
Me? I'm really well, I assure you I am;
This is me checking in, the only way that I can...

A realization....a Dawning....

I am very old fashioned.....living in an incredibly modern and complicated world of confusion governed by the heavy, and often abused gavel of human emotions....no wonder no one in this world knows how to communicate....

The worth of ones weight in gold, is designated of its value, sent through a text message and the world is ok with that. The realm of love, has become just a game, played without second thought or consideration of its devastating effects.

I watch as the emptiness of those close to me, drives them to action that I know, and they know, will leave them in regret. How do I take a world, longing for flight, and show them the elevation of such accomplishment, without having to take a dive into the depths of darkened despair.

It is with great desire, that I seek the best in those around me, and the best for those around me...even at the sacrifice of things once thought valuable. For what is value in oneself, if not to give to those who think nothing of you?

...may sun warmed winds fill your wings of imagination, and send you soaring where your dreams may find grand architecture of reality. I hope in that reality you truly find what you are looking for...

I love you...

Dreacis Supereous

The beauty of true simplicity...

...I just wish it really could be this simple....

A Beautiful Day!

....today was indeed a beautiful day! Why one may ask, simply because of the happenings in said day. Not that anything terribly obvious took place, but as it is written, "by small and simple things, are great things brought to pass."

Today I went to help a dear friend simply by opening a door for her that was locked. To most people it might have just seemed like a simple or common gesture, and that it was. However, by doing such act moved into action things through out the day that would make my day better as each second passed.

Opening the door, bringing a friend and myself together in conversation, allowed me to be open to her, and to the things she is aware of. We spoke, and yet said nothing, but enough was felt. She knows me better than she thinks she does, but she berates herself as if to say she is not good enough. She needs to know that she is.

She has a gift, but does not know how to use it yet. In time she will learn it. That makes me smile... :)

Whether or not she will ever know, her concern for my wellness, and the current state of my heart, means much to me.

Thank you

As salaam alaikum,

vaya con dios,

The Sea Turtle...

A little on the lost side....

because I just don't know what my head and my heart are telling me. I sit here, and though I face simple questions in my life, that seemingly should have simple answers as well...I find myself at a loss for words both silently and audibly.

What is the path that takes us to the place we want to be? I was out riding last night, and near the 23rd hour was brought to a sense of realization when I opened my eyes and beheld the Provo temple in the veil of my vision. Stranded upon my knees, paralyzed from movement, all I could do was watch the spectacle of heavenly manifestation pour out answers in silence. All questions that seemed to need the command of logic, found confidence in the serenity that was the temple grounds. All confusion that demanded clarity found peace of mind within the prayers that were offered...

...and yet today, Sunday, day of rest and refuge, I found neither in the activity of light that was the sun. Little consolation did I find in the open arms of nature through the passing wind during my motorcycle ride. Although I did find good company in the friends that were with me, my heart and mind seemed to conjure enmity for each other, and I could not explain why.

My heart tells me one thing, and obedience to that which my heart dictates is never in question...and today, I could not obey. Mental capacities that would offer a course of action based upon logical reason simply malfunctioned, and blurred the visual course it should have provided...

I am lost...I know that now.... I thought I was found, and realize now that the depths of distance had become the illusion of security in which I had built such a false hope.

...His name should be the path...I Hope it is. Her name should be the hope...I pray it is. My voice should be the prayer...I beg to be heard. To hear his name...should be the path...

...Is this the storm???

Mindi....for you...

I know you probably don't want to hear this either, but I'm not sure how much you get on here, or read these things, even after you leave comments... Mindi, my dear Mindi... You have been, and are one of my closest and most cherished friends. Track record or not, I have loved you dearly for longer than many will ever know. One cannot just give that away, or forget what things have been done because of someone in our lives. You are my friend, you will always be my friend. I gladly read your advice with full heart, and know that you mean only the best for me. That is what friends do. As dear as you are to me, you will always be such. Thank you for everything you have done for me, and everything you have been to me.

God bless and God speed...

Love ya~

Jacob

P.S. I could never dismiss rules one and two...even if I take the plunge...

I thought it time....

to get on and post again. I'm sorry to all those who might have been following, and haven't got anything since transformers 2. It has been a while, and I have nothing to say for it, or even to blame it on, but, just not getting on, and not posting anything.

But not to worry. I am here, and all of you can tell me everything about nothing! Just how I like it!

I am here to ask some advice....I am trying my absolute best to move my life in some kind of direction, opposite where it was, and where it used to be. Not that I don't like the direction it was traveling, but perhaps I just might need some motivation in the likes of a new direction, whether or not I like that new direction.

The name of said direction: Drum roll please..........."Dating!!!" DUN DUN DUN!!!!(said with a descending melody tone, and ominous music playing in the background)

My heart desires that which it has not been able to find in a long time. The close companionship of someone dear and special. I miss making memories of deep and sentimental value with someone that I care dearly about. I have been working to make pass all those cherished memories of near distant past, in order to make room inside the realm of emotion for something new.

It is proving more difficult than I ever thought...

But perhaps in the interest of eternal perspective...I thought maybe I was wrong, and maybe it is time that I do my absolute best to take a new direction. Like I said before, that direction being "dating", I really don't know how to approach this new direction, and more importantly, I fear it more than anything.

How do I overcome this fear? How to I take this new direction with open heart and heavy conviction that it very well could be the right road?

So it is, I ask that anyone who follows or who reads, might shed some light on the subject.

I love you all.

God bless and God speed...

The Brown Guy

TRANSFORMERS

I have been a bit behind...but here it is as usual.

Transformers 2: Revenge of the fallen





Starters, I saw it three times in the first 3 days of open. It was fantastic! Loved it!

Secondly, I loved how everything about it really went back to the roots. Good times. Yes I was a Transformers junkie when I was a child, and apparently I still am, and I AM OK WITH THAT! :)

Thirdly, I thought it was about time the Optimus owned up to his name! In the first one he got owned by megatron....not cool.... But in the second one, he stepped up to the plate, and literally swung like life depended on it, and it did! He took on 5 deceptacons, megatron included and owned them all....until he got sucker punched from behind by, the one the only, megatron.....wow. But man did he own everyone. He is a PRIME!!! YES!

Great movie over all, but there were a few things about the movie that I thought were a little much.

TOO MANY TRANSFORMERS!!!

The ones that needed to be there it was great for them! Then there was about a million transformers, and although I could identify and really connect with them(again, I was a junkie), it was a little fast, and a little much for the new incoming people who don't know much about all of them.

They could have done without the RC triplets, because the really didn't have much doing in the show...and even though the twins were amazingly funny the whole show, the could have done without them too. But they did for a time start to OWN devastator(the big deceptacon that was made from all the construction bots) till they just disappeared off the face...who knew....Personal favorite...."Sideswipe", the new Corvette, although I think they could have done MORE with him, and they didn't....he was still the coolest! :-D

I understand that they were in a war and that is all good, but maybe I am just being really picky about the movie.

Picky or not, I loved it. Like I said, I saw it three times in three days. And I am sure I will go and see it again(when I get some more money) :)

See it, see it again, see it even more!

God bless...

Drill...

"Power drill" - The power drill used in heavy duty work jobs, construction, remodeling, etc.

"Drill it" - The action of reviewing material over and over until in becomes memory.

"The drill" - Often used as a question, e.g. "whats the drill?" to inquire as to what has been made the plan, course of action, or organization of future events.

"Drill" - The actual activity of repetitive motion in order to improve performance.

What does all this mean...???

I haven't a gosh dang clue....

What the heck is it with the freaking language we speak? say the words tomb, bomb, and comb...why does everything sound different? Same type spelling, but all sounding different...

....whatever......

Rules...

"The only rules that really matter are these: What a man can do, and what a man can't do"
-Capt. Jack Sparrow-

I know this may very well get me into trouble, but it seems to me that things are the way they are.

Success happens because of structure; structure exists because of desire; desire is maintained and governed because of rules....are rules truly meant to be broken?

I don't know...but I do know this...

Silence has prompted action. Action into the things that I thought I wanted. More jobs, more class, more commitment, more dating, more money, and ultimately even less time. In the silence I have wrought rules for myself, to govern the things that I desire. Life, smiles, experience, travel, friends, fun, love....

The rules are as follows:

1 - Live like it was your last breath
2 - Never offer what you would never want in return
3 - Invest more than what you would ever think the return will ever be
4 - If you want to be there.....go.
5 - If you want a true friend, become so.
6 - Fun is the perception and view of a current situation, and how you make it out to be.
7 - Love is a state of heart, needing thorough refreshment of all things previous...

Of all rules set to govern the thoughts I maintain, and the actions I pursue, the only ones I have in mind all the time...

.....are rules one and two......

This probably means nothing to anyone, and that's okay. My mind usually ends up meaning nothing to everyone anyway and that's okay too because I am who I am, and no one needs like it except those who choose to. But I thought I would write, because after all that has become of my time, these are the results of my heart....because of that time.

Smiles be with you all...

...God Bless

We have a winner!!!

Two nights ago I went and watched the new Disney/Pixar movie "Up", and I must say....it was an absolute heart warmer!

It becomes the ideal story about dedication, challenges, trials, change, people, attitude, success, life, and most of all....love.

Bent over the element of life that challenges us all, physically, mentally, and emotionally, "UP" builds an attitude that tells us we can do, what we want to do. Though trials may come our directions, forcing us to meet knew people, it becomes more about the nature of our being to see how far those challenges will take us, and how high we are willing to rise in order to test our sense of dedication.

Life it seems, then becomes not only about the measure of success we have, or the accomplishments that we see, but about living life itself. Love should be the most driving force in our world, and the things we see transpire, should be a result of it, and therefore the continuing element that illustrates the change in our world.

This story illustrates what is called "The Circle of the Soul":
-The body is controlled by the mind;
-The mind is guided by the heart;
-The heart learns from the soul;
-The soul lives in the body.

"Up" is truly an incredible movie, and a tear jerker for sure. If even any of you have a question about life and all the amenities that come with it, see this movie, and then re-think the path you walk. :)

God Bless...