Dear Boss:
I am writing this letter to you as a my resignation of employment at military companies as an assistant trouble shooter. I hav ehad a lifelong dream of becoming a pirate.
And today I have been given this opportunity to finally become one. I set seail on the 20th of March and will spend most of my time at work until then thinking of a pirate name. I am open to suggestion. Ender Talon, The Claw, Shadow boy, Please do not be alarmed if I start talking strange during this time too. Yarrr, as per my contract of employment. I am giving ye 2 weeks notice and me last day will be the 28ths of March 2021.
Thank ye matey for ye support during me employment.
Heae-ho Clinton Siegle Scuvy leg Ender Talon
The realization that I am dying is something these days.
https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/pirates-are-everywhere-1158737289985593344
Design your own life? The funny part of life is Ivan Pavlov experience makes you into something new they say. Ignore what people sya about you. I have had to do that since 6th grade. Look for the good in every situation. I have yelled Plot twist more times than a 1000 deaths. Develop an attitude of gratitude. I am grateul all the time. Once it is past, let it go? I think that part I am still learning. I know a secret but who would believe my gummy bears have feasted on a copy of their souls for billions of years? Do not list en to gossip. I learned gossip can kill a soul much faster than life to be honest. Laugh more. If you ever read one of my short stories you realize I must be living in irony all the time.
https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/memories-of-clint-or-ender-or-clinton-1198969634868305920 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/a-bench-leading-to-wonderland-or-has-alice-gone-mad-1194033625456701440 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/a-bench-leading-to-wonderland-or-has-alice-gone-mad-1194035608590741504 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/he-moved-through-time-and-wandered-the-halls-of-time-for-his-1210298037171281920 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/when-you-have-to-live-inside-your-mind-oh-the-places-i-go-1198374995884363776 Ender the pirate was sailing through the seven oceans not the seven seas with his crew of three when he met Michelle running away from being a full-time mommy. She was tired of doing this is this and that is that and wanted to sail through the ocean carefree. She could sing and sing some shanty songs of pirates and treasure and isle where drinking could be done without remorse. The sadness was life as a pirate was really boring. Yes, I know all the stories. You ever spent months on a ship only to take a prize fishing boat with three fish and the boat?Think hundreds of ships and only Capt’f Flint ever got any treasure and then instead of spending it he buried it on some island?Come now, laugh with me. I put Michelle after getting drunk three days straight to mopping the ship floors. Then into the kitchen. She was living hell. Was she happy at first? She was happy as the drunk shrunk. However, after four weeks at sea and nothing of any treasure at hand. She too worried about why or how people lived as pirates.On the fifth week she tried to mutiny with three other crew members. For that, the captain put all four of them on an island in the middle of nowhere. Declared Michelle, Queen Michelle of this island, and left.I can still hear her screaming. Then singing I am a queen that I am a pirate queen. And then? I think I could hear her tell her subject to mop the deck. Which was odd, for the island was made totally of sand?To awake in a distinct reality is nothing. To awake in a distinct reality for an unlimited amount of time? Heroes come and go. Legends stay within their own mind. I was a Talon. Few people remember what that means or even heard of them. The souls ripped from their bodies a long time ago and put in. Well, to begin with they were put in statues. The original statues guarded an island. From what? Pirates. The originals were statues built to walk around an island. To provide a wonderful island protection from pirates. The problem with statues is protecting an island from a physical problem was not much of a problem. Protecting the population from themselves? Major problem. The island I remember destroyer was a plague.They died all within a short two-day span. Leaving a spirit locked statue to guard an island. What does a statue do for eternity? At first, not much. I sort of sat and watched the sun come and go. The dilemma which in my age and era spelt dilemna did an immortal do? You can walk the island protecting it from waves, and the occasional pirate raid. The first 4,000 years was a sort of like that. The island housing was gone. The island stood. I was more of a legend in my own mind. I doubt any of the pirates that came that way. Well, that they even remember why they attempted to pillage the island from time to time.So, after a while I got bored and skipped stones, and broken ships for a time. You probably have heard of a ship thought lost for decades turning up on some unknown part of the world. Wondering how it got there? Well, if I came upon the ship I would pick it up and see how far I could skip one like a rock. Not the funnest sport it helped with the time. Then somewhere around 1680s a pirate ship sailed towards the island. I was about to jump out from behind a mountain, crush it and skip it. When the captain came out. He hailed me. Now. This is the oddity. After 4,000 plus years to hear one’s own name and in a language that was alive, that knew was something. To see this pirate's attempt to bargain with me was absurd.Needless to say, I was curious. I crept from behind the mountain and sat in a pool next to his ship. His voice was shaky, but his plan was something to behold. Between him and his crew, I could understand more about their story. They had stumbled upon a page of life. Say what? That was an old legend in my day. The evil one had attacked heaven. Stealing a book of life. Then had spread the book out among realities and times. With the hope that this would stop the day of judgment from happening. Now? The pirate had a single page. He knew it had assigned me sort of to a map and another page.Yes. I had read the page a long time ago. Parallel realities, time travel, the works. Did it interest me? Of course it did. To see a different sun without having to sit at the same mountain at my back would be something. I asked how I would accompany him? Now. The pirate’s name was Ender and his magic was story telling. His story was wild and his magic. Well, his magic made him one stand out. What he said and could or would do was something tempting. That his statements made sense and how he proposed doing the trick was wildly out of the norm. However, the legalistic side of me said all I would meet the forms and formats. And I could travel. So in accord was reached. The magic happened. What magic? Imagine a reality stacked upon a reality the biggest upon the littlest. All I had to do was find one where either the statue of me or I or that Talon was gone and take its dimensional size. Then with a secret transport said content from here to there and back. For those less into here to there, I would take possession of the island and statue there. Meaning? I could transform my size and that of my island to something I could fit inside, say my pocket. Thus legalistically I was not breaking my word.For a spirit guarding and protecting my island from now until the end of time. And I got to move aboard the ship the black Skimmer with a crew. Let me be honest. To live amount a group of people. Let alone on a ship crossing the seven seas. Versus watching the sun go up and down for thousands of years was a treat. Now what did I have to give Ender for his magic? That is between me and him. He however was a man of his word. A hero in hi own time, a legend to me? Sure, few people get noted in a Talon book. https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/ender-hides-the-journal-1114675798367051776
Another day gone by. The sun has set, removing its light so that darkness may rule the night. You cannot study the dark because it is merely the absence of light, but you can study light. Can not live according to what you see cause it is all an illusion, you must seek what is real and true. We are all pirates, for we have stolen our own identity.stolen identity and pirates are not the same thing.. Mr. Allen.. one may be in a custom and pretend to be someone they are not.. but to steal from a credit card or garbage forms of banking and intended arr the bank to give them money from another said pirate for purposes unknown or unwanted.. arrr I guess that is piracy to..
we pirates will rule the world....
and sing a merry song...
You light the skies up above me
A star, so bright, you blind me, yeah
Don’t close your eyes
Don’t fade away, don’t fade away-
Oh
Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me girl
We can rule the world-
Yeah you and me we can light up the sky
If you stay by my side
We can rule the world-
If walls break down, I will comfort you
If angels cry, oh I’ll be there for you
You’ve saved my soul
Don’t leave me now, don’t leave me now
Oh
Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me girl
We can rule the world
Yeah you and me, we can light up the sky
If you stay by my side
We can rule the world-
Ooooooooh
All the stars are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you
All the stars are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you-
Ooooooooh
Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me girl
We can rule the world
Yeah you and me, we can light up the sky
If you stay by my side
We can rule the world
All the stars are coming out tonight (oooooooh)
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you-
All the stars are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you-
All the stars, are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you-
All the stars, are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you-
singers and dancers within pirate crew wanted
i like to sing and songs about pirates-
join in if you can or care-
Pirate Birthday Song
Rita "Calico Bess" Sherwood
(sung to the tune of "Blow the Man Down"
Ye know it be yer fault we’re singin’ this way,
Yo! Ho! It be yer fault! 1st mate:
For had we not known it be Pirate Talk Day, All:
We’d be a singin’ Happy Birthday!
And so we be gather’d, yer chums and ye kin, All: “
Thank ye, Mates fer lettin’ us in.” 1st mate: .
.to celebrate with ye for a-nother year All:
Lift up yer mugs and give ‘em a cheer!
The candles be meltin’ all over the cake, All:
Give ‘em some time to blow them all out! 1st mate:
Ye better start puffin’ befur it’s too late! All:
Now be th’ time to blow them all out! Now be the time to blow them all out.
I’m a crusty old pirate, I live by the sea
I say ARR! To me mates and they say ARR! To me
We’ll sing a sea chantey and play the guitar
The swashbucklers favorite song ARR ARR ARR ARR
We sail the high seas and the small ones to boot
Just a bunch of old scallywags lookin’ for loot
Where X marks the spot on the treasure map thar
With a heave! and a ho! and an ARR ARR ARR ARR
Chorus:
And it’s yo ho ho And it’s hoist the sail high
"Swab the deck";, says the captain The crew says, "AYE.
AYE!";
A happy swashbuckler will tell you point blank
He’d rather be swabbin’ than walkin’ the plank
The lookout first mate At the captains behest
Has climbed up the mast and he’s in the crows nest
He’s lookin’ for ships with his binocular
And when he sees them he’ll shout ARR ARR ARR ARR
You had best close your eyes when we sit down to eat
For manners are lost on a pirating fleet
We gobble our grub, slurp our grog from a jar
And when we are finished we’ll ARR ARR ARR ARR
CH: And it’s yo ho ho
There’s a patch on me eye and there’s stripes on me shirt
We’re surrounded by water and still we find dirt
Our hats have three corners they’re triangular
We wear them while singing our ARR ARR ARR ARR
When pirates sing, they sing boldly and proud
When pirates are sleeping they snore very loud
And when pirates laugh they say HAR DE HAR HAR!
The rest of the time they say ARR ARR ARR ARR
Continued....
A Buccaneers’ life is exciting and bold
ŒTis a charming story that ought to be told
As I sit on the deck, to write me memoir
I open me log and write AR AR AR AR
CH:
And it’s yo ho ho And it’s hoist the sail high
"Swab the deck";, says the captain The crew says "AYE. AYE!";
Avast me hearties, you’re the finst by far
We sail the high seas with our Arr Arr Arr Arr
We’ll shiver me timbers , it’s Arr Arr Arr Arr
i c u b a pirate 2
resume..
pirate poetry
i know itis silly 2 say
really i just enjoy silly ways
as of today
trading 2 facebook ways
enough with poetry on myspace ways
experience
kidnap doll from little girl
ravaged refrigator for soda and chips
sailed a shopping cart once upon a time
skooling
certify able been there done that
ben 2 the second grade twice
hobbies
waking up to smell the flowers
long walks with myself and my thoughts
references depends on the day and whom i am talking too
ooking for crew
how many doesnt mater
how is the pay for the crew
as long as u add me i pay
do as i say
oh ooking for crew to day
like missing to day
l was missing this way
a dollar you say
real coin to day
always
do I say thoughts of a dollar to day
ah a poem in any way
you say only a dollar a day