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. Pirate's journal...pirate professional sailed a shopping cart across Wally's worlds water covered park's poet of some odes of odds, and ends Wrote a couple of this is this, and that is that ends plundered the frig of Rolaids, and rum Wrote more pros then poems Told tales of this is this that is that error I know is is regaled ladies by the night lights about mermaid's Fairies and trolls with long ear hair. The end is near tonight rum is almost all gone. The end is near to this tale tonight piracy was not the trade I was going into. However, one does not always get to do what they want. So, drunk and shanghaied into a merchant man ship bound to a small isle someplace off the South American coast. What do I know or do? Any ways my writing career was not going anywhere at that time. I thus began my career as a cook for a voyage that would turn me from a mild-mannered writer to a sword carrying pirate cook fiend.

In the age of piracy on the high seas, the tales of Ender, the notorious pirate, are seldom spoken of as tradition. Yet, occasionally, the name is applied with a hint of disapproval for its absence. The pirate's exploits are not referred to as "the tradition" or "a tradition"; rather, they are described as "traditional" or even "too traditional." The word itself rarely surfaces, usually accompanied by criticism or vague approval, steeped in the comforting embrace of archaeological reconstruction. To make the word palatable to English ears, one must invoke the reassuring science of pirate archaeology.

In the world of swashbuckling adventures, tradition is not about blindly following the successes of the immediate pirate generation. "Tradition" should be discouraged if it merely consists of mindless repetition. The simple currents of adherence to past triumphs often get lost in the sandy shores of predictability, and novelty is deemed superior to repetition. True tradition, however, goes beyond mindless inheritance; it requires great labor to obtain. It demands a historical sense, an awareness of the past not just as something that has gone by, but as a living and simultaneous presence. This historical sense is the essence of a pirate's tradition, making them acutely aware of their place in time.

For Ender, the pirate, every raid, every adventure, is not just an individual act; it is a continuation of the timeless and temporal legacy of piracy. The poet, or in this case, the pirate, cannot exist in isolation. The significance of Ender's exploits lies not just in his individual acts but in his relation to the legendary pirates of the past. His deeds must be set among the tales of the dead pirates for a true understanding of his value.

In the pirate's life, conformity is not about blindly following the ways of the immediate pirate predecessors. True conformity involves a dynamic interplay between the old and the new. The existing pirate order is complete before a new pirate like Ender arrives, but for order to persist, it must be altered, even if ever so slightly. The relations, proportions, and values among pirate exploits are readjusted, creating a harmony between the old and the new.

Ender, the pirate, understands that he is inevitably judged by the standards of the pirate legends of the past. This judgment is not an amputation but a comparison, a measurement of the new against the old. Conformity is not about sacrificing individuality; it is a test of the new pirate's value, a slow and cautious application of a standard that acknowledges the ever-changing nature of piracy.

In the realm of pirate poetry, erudition is not a hindrance but a necessity. Ender absorbs the knowledge of legendary pirates, not confined to what is useful for examinations or public acclaim. Much like Shakespeare's acquisition of essential history from Plutarch, Ender's knowledge goes beyond the superficial, delving into the depths of pirate lore. The poet must continually develop a consciousness of the pirate past throughout their career, surrendering themselves to the vast sea of pirate knowledge.

In this epic tale of Ender, the pirate, honest criticism and sensitive appreciation are not directed solely at the pirate but at the poetry of piracy. The confused cries of critics and popular repetition may mention Ender's name, but true appreciation lies in understanding the poetry of his exploits. The impersonal theory of piracy emphasizes the relationship between Ender and the broader legacy of piracy. His mind, like a finely filiated platinum, catalyzes the fusion of past pirate experiences, creating a new and refined art of piracy.

Ender's poetry is not a mere expression of personal emotions but an escape from them, an immersion into the collective experiences of pirates. The pirate's emotions are not remarkable; it is the complex fusion of feelings, phrases, and images that creates a new and profound art emotion. The pirate's mind serves as a receptacle for countless pirate experiences, combining them into a tranquil atmosphere of poetic concentration.

As the epic of Ender unfolds, it halts at the frontier of metaphysics, confining itself to practical conclusions applicable to those interested in piracy. The aim is to divert interest from the pirate to the poetry, fostering a juster estimation of true piracy. The emotion of pirate art is impersonal, requiring the complete surrender of the pirate to the work at hand. Ender, the pirate, lives not just in the present but in the present moment of the pirate past, conscious of what is already living in the sea of pirate tradition.

 

Upon entering the cafe Shi, you are  welcomed and seated with Captain Ender the pirate.  Now, on any given day, or time or season a new story might appear or disappear or well.  Today Ender has his journal out the date is sort of important the location according to his star charts was very important.  The following story according to him was written on Sagittarius star arm in a parallel Milky way galaxy date of earth was well 6.5 billion years or 2 billion years in the future from now.. So read on or return to another tale. Enter 
 

Of course you could skip this and read a time travelers awkward journal. Enter
 

This is a tale from Terry, Montana and a man I got to know as Jack who was known to the town as Ole Pierce. To me, I got to know him through my great cousin Albert, who visited him being of the same trade junk-men at heart.

The tale of the princesses.

Bootlegging whiskey in Havre, Montana during the 1918s was a dangerous field of work not to pay taxes was an issue to the federal government. This was not prohibition era, but the government wanted its tax revenue. The Kennedy boys were a mean vicious lot. This tale is told by an old timer junkman to children that visit him every blue moon. Canada the road to rum, whiskey and beer ran through Harve towards Chicago by train and Denver via truck. Jack the story teller was a little orphan boy who was a watcher for the Kennedy's during the night and thief of passing trains cargo during the day.

One night while the Kennedy's stored their whiskey on a train bound to Alaska Jack accidentally fell asleep. He awoke bound to Alaska in a contain that was supposedly filled with whiskey from Canada. Three days he had nothing to eat only whiskey to drink. Finally, the train stopped at a port town because Jack could smell the fish. No one came that he recalls. The container was hoisted onto a ship, and all the yelling and screaming Jack could do no one heard him. He started to catch rats in the container and eat them raw. The container onboard had been placed high on the ship so all his calling to ship men and crew went unheard. The steamship smoke clouded his view so much of the time he spent hoping to catch a rat. Two weeks later the ship docked. Everything was unloaded onto a train. Finally, a soldier opened the crate and saw Jack. He was brought to an armed tent where he was asked about his circumstances. The soldierly commander congratulated Jack on surviving and told him he had just been drafted. The group on the train was a combination US and British soldiers with train men from the states. Jack got to know the brake man and learned that whole group was off to save the Czar Nicholas II of Russia and his family.

The train adventure was something out of an old medieval war story. The train being a steam engine would puff and stop at times due to the lack of coal. Several times along the way the whole attachment was put forth to cut wood, and or look for coal. Jack was useful during these times knowing a little Russian and Yiddish from his grandfather. Jack also got to learn how to slow the train down by applying the brakes going downhill.

One time when people were out searching for fuel for the train, a group of locals dressed as Mongolians attacked the train with swords, and arrows. The sentry with the steam powered machine gun made short work of the m. The British having to bribe both the White Army of the Czar, Bolsheviks, wild revolutionaries, and the Red Army of Vladimir Lenin to get through the Siberian train railroad. Bribing the White Army was easier said than done. A lot of the old Czar’s military felt betrayed by the Czar by his lack of leadership. One White General even order a bayonet charge against the train while it was pulling away from a station. The tale of that ride brought me back for several visits to Jack the junkman in Terry, Montana. There was the Japanese army of a million men who were taking up positions on long the road. The bribe was a jewel the size of a baby's fist to the general in command. They were attacked several times and held the train with three machine guns and a cannon.

One of the more memorable tales was when Jack’s train had to backup fifteen miles because of no side rails to let the train of General Kaledin by. Jack wild story here was more reflective in his face. Talking about how handbraking downhill was easy but keeping a whole train at a steady pace going backward in snow was terrifying. After that he was tired however because he knew some Russian and Yiddish he was forced back to work.

The tale Jack had was that General Kaledin invited the officers and he was drafted as their messenger for a night party. The party was like a medieval banquet inside a train. Drinking wine, vodka, and dancing with women. His tale was of several professional night ladies dancing singing and drinking more vodka and spirits than he could remember doing so in his life. All he did was watch. Like many medieval tales the General was not such a good guy. During the night General Kaledin required an extra bribe which the Brit paid several costly jewels and another ruby the size of a handful was the description.

After that the train went to two stops to find the Czar. The first was a bust meaning the Czar had been moved, and the second was Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg. Finally, they reached Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg. This time an American office, a British officer/royal and Jack as a scout went into Yekaterinburg. The British officer spoke flawless Russian, however, no one in public wanted to speak with him. Finally, Jack took the lead asking for some bread. Jack was a quick child and knowing some Yiddish allowed him to ask the right kids around the train yard to find the family. Upon getting to the house, there was not much to the tale. The officers bribed the local official and were preparing to leave with the whole family. However, the family doctor said Alexei could not be moved. The Czar would not go without his son. Finally, the four daughters were allowed to go. Getting back to the train yard, there was a run-in with the locals.

One of the daughters was murdered there. Jack's description was not of an execution more like a disagreement with the person accepting a bribe and then that person trying to retake the four girls. Anastasia Nikolaevna got separated during a melee between the Brit and five Russians. The Brit pulled out a sword and rushed the Russians cutting three of them down and forcing the other two to flee. Knowing that name Anastasia I asked what happened to her? He said Anastasia was next to a building when the local official pulled out a pistol and five men rushed the Brit and awkwardly was being restrained by the Brit when the gun went off. Olga was shot dead. Jack only said that after Olga had been shot that Anastasia just was not there. One moment she was and the next no sign. There was snow, so he looked but could not find her. Anyway after looking for a few minutes both officers, Tatiana Nikolaevna, Maria Nikolaevna and Jack got back to the train. That was Jack's saving a princess tale.

The fighting on the way back across Serbia was a wild tale. Jack on more than one occasion was put in charge of braking the train while the regular brackman went to sleep or was repairing parts of the train which was kept moving as fast to the east as possible. There were three melees that Jack gave great detail about. First was when the Red Army in front of the train required that everyone get off the train and be searched. The diplomatic papers, and bribes were not working this time. So the plan laid out by the Brit rather fastly was to engage the Reds upon seeing them and open fire with the machine gun. This was the plan. However, the Reds brought only a few soldiers to the train. They were easily bribe when the wrong officer was in charge. Pulling out of the blockade however got crazy and the machine gun was used cutting town several soldiers of the Red Army.

The train moved along for hundreds of miles without seeing a sign of human life. Then all of a sudden there was a vast amount of people escaping the Red Army. The melee here was more sadness. The people Jack said the people were just trying to escape the cold but their numbers and rioting was slowing the train down. The soldiers on board were ordered to clear a path which they did with swords and bayonets.

The final big melee was between the Japanese which had sent several thousand troops into the area to secure the railroad. This part was interesting in that the Japanese at first deferred to the General that had let them pass through the first time. But during their passing a new General arrived and he was either more honorable or had not been bribed was trying to retake the train. The melee was short the machine gun cutting down several hundred soldiers in an open field.

He said that the British office married Titiana and that Maria ended up as a missionary in Africa. His tale was fun, and he had many more about Butch Cassidy being a bootlegger in Nevada and such, but this one when he was done he pointed to a cabinet. Inside was one of those Russian eggs, which looked like the frame was made of gold
 

People often call Ender the pirate a liar or cheat.. Enter

Read on by changing times and places Enter.
 

Oct 28, not sure what year
 

On the dock was pretty quiet. There was no particular noise that would disturb the silence, except for the cheerfully voices coming from Café Shi; an ordinary café shop where all kinds of creatures would meet. It glamorize famous and pretty handy too, when it was about a nice drink and some wasted time talking nonsense. Nevertheless, for Ender the Pirate it was all right; he had no issue with the local`s low fame. As a matter a fact, he would even enjoy it, as in this place he was free to meet whoever he would want and to do whatever who would want. The place was allowing this perfectly, and his looks would fit in here too. He was pretty fat, with a big belly ahead of him. His long hair and also beard was brownie colored, but it was not the classical brown but rather a redder one, as the brick. This is the reason for which he was known as Red Beard and everyone would call him this way, but his real name was Harry Blackmore. He also had a big black hat on his head and some dirty clothes one him. Even so, neither this was an issue for him; not at all. He was more concerned about something else now, something that was indeed important: his friend Lullaby, the unicorn. They were to meet here but as usual, Lullaby was getting tardily and this would easily make Ender the pirate tell tales of dragons and ships.

“You are late again!” Thought he, while taking another gulp from his tea and looking at the clock on the wall. It was 9 PM and still no sign of the unicorn.

“Hey, Maloney, bring me another tea, will you?” Said Ender to the bartender.

“Yes, right away Ender” Replied he. It was an Octopus, dressed up quite funny with a azure jacket and had a blue scarf around each tentacle of his. He was very efficient; with some of them, he would serve the clients and with some of the tentacles he would easily wash the glasses, dust off or clean the counter. Maloney was a funny octopus too and would make great jokes with his clients. After several seconds, Harry received his ordered beer.

“Thank you, Mal”

“With most pleasure, Ender” Replied to the octopus and would return to the other activities of his.

Finally, while wanting to drink from the tea, Ender saw Lullaby entering the door. Ender was pleased to see him but would shows this as he wanted to adopt an attitude toward the unicorn.

“Hey Ender, how are you? So great to see you!” I said the unicorn while taking a seat on the chair.

“Spare it, Lullaby. You are late again! When will you stop doing that? You know it`s making me nuts when you come late!” Said Ender.

“I apologize for Ender. It was nothing planned. I assure you. It`s just that I`ve met this sweet girl while I was coming here, and we started chatting and time flew away. This is all” Replied the unicorn.

“Well, should have known that your reason for getting here late is a girl. Why didn`t I thought about that?” Said Ender.

The unicorn smiled.

“Next time you`ll know better” Said Lullaby.

“Next time maybe you`ll actually come here timely. Would surely love that” Added Ender.

“All right, all right, message received. Will do so, Ender”

“Thank you, this is mostly appreciated, Lullaby” Replied Ender, teasing a bit. “We have important matters to take care of and firstly, we have to assure our places on The Black Skimmer” 
 

With that Ender sat and said a prayer..

Disturb us, Lord, when

We are too well pleased with ourselves

When our dreams have come true

Because we dreamed too little,

When we arrived safely

Because we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when

With the abundance of things we possess

We have lost our thirst

For the Waters of Life;

Having fallen in love with life,

We have ceased to dream of eternity

And in our efforts to build a new earth,

We have allowed our vision

Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,

To venture on wider seas

Where storms will show your mastery:

Where losing sight of land

We shall find the stars.

We ask you to push back

The horizons of our hopes;

And to push us in the future

In strength, courage, hope, and love.

Francis Drake, 1577

 

 

 

Ahh cafe shi... those were the days... once a long time ago there was a story telling pirate that would sip tea at the cafe shi in China... there were several stories floating around to tell they were easy as picking a dandelion off the grass in some local park nowadays where public funding has been dried up mysteriously from the lack of funding. That is curious is it not? The president has money to play golf; the state department has money to play war in Libya. In yet the local funding for a library is cut... what shame and ignorant ways of this world- so too a story free and clear... there once was a pirate living by no other means but by fishing at the local pond. He was quite a catch if I do say so myself. He would catch the fish, clean, and grill the fish right there in the open park without a license needed... the fish and game people or should I dear say people were upset and dreadfully trying to catch the said pirate. She would get up early for herself say 8 am and be there until closing say 4 pm because the state would not pay for overtime you know... the clever pirate of course fished after 5 pm because you know it is hot out and well getting up before the scheduled time was not his thing... any ways one day after eating his meal, he stopped by a local cafe and guess what bumped into said ranger... And that is where romance begins his hair was wild like a pirate. Dear, I say more. She on the other hand, was a homeliest woman in the world. If the world was less dramatic, she would be her sister that or step sister. Anyway, she had her suspicion that she was being bumped by the dread fisherman of her local pond. She decided to try to catch him by asking about the regional fish. Being a pirate and story teller at that the dear bumpkin listened to her questions about what fish were in the local pond. Being an astute judge of character he proceeded to tell her how to catch the fish in her pond. Trying to figure out the details she asked specific times and places. Being a dreadful pirate he gave details of midnight and under a full moon. It thus preceded the weirdest relationship discussion I have ever seen … so parting ways the pirate wanted to see what would happen. To his delight, the ranger did not show up at 8 am that next day. Inquiring about what was happening, he found out by way of the local library help desk that the ranger was investigating a mad fisherman who would fish at midnight. Say no more with a pirate smile. The ensuing day at 8 am, he showed up and cleaned out the pond. Now where is the romance in this entire story some may say... Well the story has not ended… Being a dreadful pirate and humorist the next day he waited till the ranger was in.

Piracy was not the trade I was going into. However, one does not always get to do what they want. So, drunk and shanghaied into a merchant man ship bound to a small isle someplace off the South American coast. What do I know or do? Any ways my writing ccareer was not going anywhere at that time. I thus began my career as a cook for a voyage that would turn me from a mild-mannered writer to a sword carrying pirate cook fiend. 
 

Once Ender was captured and taken aboard a very big ship that floated in the sky... It was a trick of course. The grand scheme of things this outpost of a world held nothing of notice other then the latest world being built by the planet building ship called Paradise. There, for some reason, life was produced to hold on to souls from a garden called Eden. The whole of the game, if an opinion may be expressed was to provide entertainment friendship and just something to do over the millions of years. The trick of course was the great light was given a chance to be greater, instead picked up on something Anderson and Anderson Company brought to the US. The idea of destruction often allows from the ruins something new to be built. Anyway at this lowly outpost a third of the angels decided to go along with the re destruction of perfection. They followed what some call death, some call the power an angel of “light” that fell from heaven, some call the story malarkey.

 

Any ways, to start out, there were 70 creatures created with two greater beings called Adam and Lilith http://www.straightdope.com/.../whats-the-story-on-lilith... being the heads of the group living on Paradise’s on-board garden Eden. If understood correctly this group split up. Lilith went to combine with death, and his group created what is commonly called demons. While Adam being alone watched as G8d created another woman in front of him. Upon seeing the creation process he did not want his woman. If legends be read incorrectly which most is this woman became the mother of faire folks. Meaning she ate of the tree of life, but not of the forbidden fruit. Making her forever young and her offspring numerous up to the point of the great sin.

 

 

 

 

Cafe Shi, opens before you. There in a small tea cafe in the midst of China sat a future captain. There a boy, really a young man named Robert Talon Claw started to a crew a tiny smuggler ship called the Black skimmer. Sitting there Talon signed a crew a smuggling craft at times one needs to accept what one can get. His first crew was squirrel, bear, and raccoon. The choice is yours, them or a crew with a duck, bear, and crazy person yet to be named. There once upon a time was a pirate named Ender or there about who sailed the seven seas on teh ship the black skimmer. He sailed with a raccoon, a quarrel, a duck and a bear. They had just gotten a dragon teh size of a lizard when this tale begins. You see a Time lord found the hopelessly lost captain searching fo a item of power to resolve a insurance claim he meant to ile because of his traveling arrangements were not according to said advertised travel agent. He had been promised a shot or a spot on the Rainbow Universe which means a mind transfer between people with similar lives, money etc and the chance to restart a new. The issue you see was one of hose minds had not really applied for the trip or ticket and had been thrown into the parallel universe without much comfort nor understanding of what was going on. He is first few weeks in silence he watched as things which were were not and that change did change or not. A mountain moved, a Continent moved, and a few people he tried to talk to only a psychic and a Scientologist would listen to him. His friends abandoned him to his trip though the parallel universe . The raccoon was the first to go finding a wonderful isle to play with bread and such. The squirrel was the next and lizard got off on the same spot. The bear was he only one left the duck having flown he coop. Thus Ender the pirate and the bear were spirally through parallel universes one day at a time. Finding that what is and was and what ever was said had been done somewhere some how within the confines of great minds. Did that make them deities? Did the deities that ruled the earth realize they were nothing but power hungry? The travels begin to have some fun. The pirate became an adventurer instead of a pirate. write strange stories across the parallel universe making people think. A Deity that would kick a person out of his home because he ate a fig and shortened his life along with taking away his job is kind of excess for eating a fig. The real question then is the deity real or just someone that lives longer than most? With time does your mind realize what is going on. Why I was not home, while being at home. First off, Billings Montana changed a lot. My worldeaters five bookstores, now only 1 movie theater plus a new one someplace in the west. Bookstores Barnes and Nobles still stands however all others are gone. Did find two new used bookstores, meaning if they were in my world I would have been in them prior to this visit. Bolivia Mountain that I am tracking is now way off to the what I thought was south.. now I am not sure. direction wise I think the world has turned a bit.Changes noticed most notable paint and industrial changes. The telofairco has two new posts, and paint either everyone has gone white color or red and blue are no longer for painting homes. Gained 300 million people between May 15 and now.. http://www.worldometers.info/world-population/planet showed 7.2 billion June 14.. https://cosmofunnel.com/poems/the-meaning-of-life-42-or-what-ever-you-mean-it-to-be-the-story-of-life-a-pastary-or-pi-with

The world was not always this way. However, every fifteen hundred years the planets would be alien with the galaxy which was being crashed into the Milky Way. Few people knew and even cared that which was happening. Earth moving the Jews from Egypt... Their assumption was a golden calf which was represented by the planet or star with the planet splashing lights against the earth's atmosphere. The Jews knew about it or the idea even though their concept was a bit different from this story. Their ideology was that the cycle of reality was to happen seven times and then dubious. The debatable is the crash which I am speaking about. For you see most galaxy does not crash into one another. Their orbits’ spin to direction in a vast space that no one really cared. Nevertheless, that leaves or leads the story into a different path then the one which I am to tell. You see at the very edge of the galaxy was a planet which was significant only to a few trillion species of which if evolution is correct, the greatest was a worm. Figuratively, the top animal or advance organism that gets to eat everything was considered to be the top of their pyramid. Some would argue that bacteria or viruses. However, just for this story complexity the worm gets to eat all while the bacteria then get to eat the worm. So life was not as complex as expected. Back to the alignment of planets. The farthest edges of the galaxy bring the first to contact each other galaxy a shift had concurred in the planet alignment which in galaxy Milky Way, one day was equating to about 1, 0000 years of the rotation of earth around the star. Every 1.4 days a planet from the other galaxy would float close planet earth and well weird and wild events would happen to the planets. Example currently hurricanes the size of Texas on Saturn. Prior history tells of a flood called Noah's flood, then to the Jews Joseph's drought which ends. However, the planets' influences do not end until Moses. The Jews could see the planet's sun making lights like a golden calf which they built a model of for themselves to worship for their redemption. The last time this planet passed was a collapsed of Rome, half of China ate the other half of China due to starvation. That brings the story to date with the influence of planet having Saturn creating a hurricane the size of Texas... Size wise speculation on the future of trillions of individuals on an inner planet called locally by the inhabitant’s earth was in question. The Jews believing this to be either the third or seventh cycle prior to the big crash some three hundred thousand years in the future of the two galaxy were awaiting a spiritual messiah who would make them rule the future and all would be their slaves. While the Muslims one sect believed that, their prophet would send them into a different galaxy as well. The Christians being confused seemed not to understand their tales also. For looking into it Christ being a Jew spoke to a gentile who actually followed Jewish law a Samaritan telling her she did not even know what she was doing. Seemingly, this would mean that Christianity was a hoax brought by a man called Saul, who changed his name to Paul because of his hatred of the ideology of Christ, which was corrupting his religion. Thus for most Christians their faith was one thing while what was to happen to them well. That goes back to the story. Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Mediterranean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The time frame was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going. You see the tale of the serpent and Eve only told partially the tale. Satan or Death or one of the other thirteen names known currently to the author was unable to enter the garden of Eden. But the serpent was able to stand outside the wall and with his long neck trail to Eve’s location to talk with her. The dragons voice with an angel tongue was beguiling to her. Humor punishment of death because liars win and honest people lose. Interesting that is the tale that is being told. For punishment death, work, and labor because Adam was unable to give up a woman. There were two prior to her. Lilith the first woman which was cut from the spine of Adam. The backs of Adam and Lilith being together made an awesome sight and pictures are hard to come by. Evidently she was tired of Adam and desired more in creation. She ate of the tree of life and not of tree of knowledge allowing her to survive to this day as the queen of demons. The second woman made while Adam watched is speculative by some say she is the queen of the fairies and that her realm was still of energy so that her realm and reality as we human know it come together every mid summer eve and if you are in the right fairy ring you can watch the fairies king in the mad hunt for those humans caught in that location. The third was Eve taken as a rib from Adam. The tale is even more interesting as to what Adam knew and allowed. According to some he knew everything to come as well as the past.

 

Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The time fframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going.

On the dock was pretty quiet. There was no particular noise that would disturb the silence, except for the cheerfully voices coming from Café Shi; an ordinary café shop where all kinds of creatures would meet. It was pretty famous and pretty handy too, when it was about a nice drink and some wasted time talking nonsense. But for Ender the Pirate it was all right; he had no issue with the local`s low fame. As a matter a fact, he would even enjoy it, as here he was free to meet whoever he would want and to do whatever who would want. The place was allowing this perfectly and his looks would fit in here too. He was pretty fat, with a big belly ahead of him. His long hair and also beard was brownie colored, but it was not the classical brown but rather a redder one, as the brick. This is the reason for which he was known as Red Beard and everyone would call him this way but his real name was Harry Blackmore. He also had a big black hat on his head and some dirty clothes one him. But neither this was an issue for him; not at all. He was more concerned about something else now, something that was indeed important: his friend Lullaby, the unicorn. They were to meet here but as usual, Lullaby was getting late and this would easily make Ender the pirate tell tales of dragons and ships.

“You are late again!” Thought he, while taking another gulp from his tea and looking at the clock on the wall. It was 9 PM and still no sign of the unicorn.

“Hey, Maloney, bring me another tea, will you?” Said Ender to the bar tender.

“Yes, right away Ender” Replied he. It was an Octopus, dressed up quite funny with a blue jacket and had a blue scarf around each tentacle of his. He was very efficient; with some of them he would serve the clients and with some of the tentacles he would easily wash the glasses, dust off or clean the counter. Maloney was a funny octopus too and would make great jokes with his clients. After several seconds, Harry received his ordered beer.

“Thank you, Mal”

“With most pleasure, Ender” Replied the octopus and would return to the other activities of his.

Finally, while wanting to drink from the tea, Ender saw Lullaby entering the door. Ender was pleased to see him but wouldn`t show this as he wanted to adopt an attitude toward the unicorn.

“Hey Ender, how are you? So great to see you!” Said the unicorn while taking a seat on the chair.

“Spare it, Lullaby. You are late again! When will you stop doing that? You know it`s making me nuts when you come late!” Said Ender.

“I apologize Ender, it was nothing planned, I assure you. It`s just that I`ve met this sweet girl while I was coming here and we started chatting and time flew away. This is all” Replied the unicorn.

“Well, should have known that your reason for getting here late is a girl. Why didn`t I thought about that?” Said Ender.

The unicorn smiled.

“Next time you`ll know better” Said Lullaby.

“Next time maybe you`ll actually come here timely. Would surely love that” Added Ender.

“All right, all right, message received. Will do so, Ender”

“Thank you, this is mostly appreciated, Lullaby” Replied Ender, teasing a bit. “We have important matters to take care of and firstly, we have to assure our places on The Black Skimmer”

Disturb us, Lord, when

We are too well pleased with ourselves

When our dreams have come true

Because we dreamed too little,

When we arrived safely

Because we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when

With the abundance of things we possess

We have lost our thirst

For the Waters of Life;

Having fallen in love with life,

We have ceased to dream of eternity

And in our efforts to build a new earth,

We have allowed our vision

Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,

To venture on wider seas

Where storms will show your mastery:

Where losing sight of land

We shall find the stars.

We ask you to push back

The horizons of our hopes;

And to push us in the future

In strength, courage, hope, and love.

Francis Drake, 1577

Ahh cafe shi... those were the days... once along time ago there was a story telling pirate that would sip tea at the cafe shi in china... there were several stories floating around to tell them were easy as picking a dandelion off the grass in some local park now a days where public funding has been dried up mysteriously from the lack of funding. That is curious is it not? The president has money to play golf; the state department has money to play war in Libya. In yet the local funding for a library is cut... what shame and ignorant ways of this world- so too a story free and clear... there once was a pirate living by no other means but by fishing at the local pond. He was quite a catch if I do say so myself. He would catch the fish, clean, and grill the fish right there in the open park without a license needed... the fish and game people or should I dear say person was upset and dreadfully trying to catch the said pirate. She would get up early for herself say 8 am and be there till closing say 4 pm because the state would not pay for overtime you know... the clever pirate of course fished after 5 pm because you know it is hot out and well getting up early was not his thing... anyways one day after eating his meal he stopped by a local cafe and guess what bumped into said ranger.. And that is where romance begins his hair was wild like a pirate. Dear I say more. She on the other hand was a homeliest woman in the world. If the world was less dramatic she would be her sister that or step sister. Anyway she had her suspicion that she was being bumped by the dread fisherman of her local pond. She decided to try to catch him by asking about the local fish. Being a pirate and story teller at that the dear bumpkin listened to her questions about what fish were in the local pond. Being an astute judge of character he proceeded to tell her how to catch the fish in her pond. Trying to figure out the details she asked specific times and places. Being a dreadful pirate he gave details of midnight and under a full moon. Thus preceded the weirdest relationship discussion I have ever seen … So parting ways the pirate wanted to see what would happen. To his delight the ranger did not show up at 8 am that next day. Inquiring about what was happening he found out by way of the local library help desk that the ranger was investigating a mad fisherman that would fish at midnight. Say no more with a pirate smile. The next day at 8 am he showed up and cleaned out the pond. Now where is the romance in this entire story some may say... Well the story has not ended… Being a dreadful pirate and humorist the next day he waited till the ranger was in.

 

I would be a pirate in a new profession

I would be called Ender the Claw or Talon for short

Thanks for sharing

Thanks for writing

Keep on sharing

Keep on writing

Merry Christmas

Syria pray for peace oh USA

Pray for peace in Syria oh USA

Peace for Syria I pray oh USA

Live the life for love oh Syria

Love to live for life oh Syria

Life to love is to live oh Syria

Loss is to death to sadness oh Syria in hand with USA

Sadness is loss showing death oh Syria in hand with USA

Death is sadness showing loss oh Syria in hand with USA

reality is playing a game

time is showing the us evil way

money is evil in this way

Us lets stop playing evil

reality is just a game

Why give Syria money weapons to cause more evil

Why support evil

time is will see how evil us was in its ways

Shame on us for causing evil in Syria these days

disgrace is what I see today

librerty is dead today

to stand for right is no longer popular today

be right not evil is not in today

shame and disgrace is in today

evil is right today

sad state of today

wandering along the dragon sees a pretty little girl....

ahh.. to think about thngs and dream about this is this or that is that..

the dragon of course start to remember memories long ago in times far far away in a galaxy not to simlar to this one but diffrerent..

aw girl...

you must be pirate at a time...

a pirate tale

there once was a pirate named ender

who loved to sail with the wind ..

he would sign on to crew someone new just to see where the wind blew him...

then one day in may he was at a lost.. to join thepirate crew or marooned on said island of lost...

 

An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle. but it will never break There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape sifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon. Upon landing from the Black Skimmer Ender set the crew about cleaning and crewing the ship. While he scouted ahead to the dark large cave which was suppose to be at the middle of the isle. But to his surprise he discovered no cave only what looked like a very large lunch box treasure chest with a hole in it. That day Ender had to chuckle as he saw Liz the fierce dragon of Dragon isle come out of her “cave” She was a lizard he thought. Then she transformed into the measure lady that she was. Wow.. Ender thought of all the places she could sneak into and the wealth to be had. Formulating a new plan Ender went back to his ship to prepare it for a new member of Ender the pirates crew. He instructed his crew to defer to the dragon or lizard and always call her by her formal title dragonist. He then put together a nice snug room for her cave and had the bear prepare a nice turkey diner for her which was part of his plan. Upon the bears finishing touches of the turkey off Ender the pirate went to the Dragon cave' . He called out to the treasure chest lunch box Oh mighty dragon I have a meal for you'.. The dragon being a lady could smell something good and was curious not having many visitors do to the legend of the mighty dragon on Dragon isle. Liz the dragon came out of her cave. She saw what did she see. A mad hatter- no a pirate yes or a mad hatter dressed as a pirate. Liz was a bit taken back. She thought of him as a wild man so was curious as to his desire. Ender invited her to dine on a miniature table where he set the whole turkey and stuffing on. She saw this as a great deal and joined him for a conversational tale.

There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape shifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon.

So on this fateful day

For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both un glamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands..

Once upon a time there was a great sorcerer who lived in the woods. It was visited by a hacker named Ender in the future. Both of them were sitting, drinking tea and wine till night. They told stories of how hackers took princesses from castles and fought political dragons taking their treasures rings of power from dark lords

They raised enough silver to start a business. Ender the pirate has added to his crew minions, a raccoon, a black cat, along with the ole loyal bear, and not so devoted duck. They were crewing out of Japan when they came upon a book full of maps with x on them. The jest was during the night the raccoon wanting to clean his fish used the first map as a hand rag. Making the book smell and smearing the directions a bit. So off went the crew towards an unknown fate...

Ender the pirate has added to his crew minions, a raccoon, a black cat, along with the ole faithful bear, and not so faithful duck. They were crewing out of Japan when they came upon a book full of maps with x on them. The jest was during the night the raccoon wanting to clean his fish used the first map as a hand rag. Making the smell and smearing the directions a bit. So off went the crew towards an unknown fate..

 

The pirate named Ender on board the Black Skimmer with his crew of a black cat, raccoon, duck and bear were setting sail to a land of magic. The map was all drawn up and the x marked the spot. The problem was the raccoon being hungry had taken the map and used it to wrapped down his newly caught fish, So there was the crew half between here and there when they realized they did not the location of the Isle, and on the Isle where the x was supposed to be... The captain Ender was bit upset but exactly hen he saw a merchant sails, in the distance... To save face for the raccoon and himself, he orders the skull and bones to be hoisted and flung out the cannon hatch because there was only one cannon on the Black skimmer off, they did a merry chase of the merchant man ship which exactly saw the skull, and cross bones turned and fled.

Looting and piracy was common occurrences in those days

Piracy was common thief in those day.

There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.

Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.

Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.

With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull and cross bones shown

 

Ender the pirate was sleeping on deck. An on coming ship was bearing down on the Black Skimmer with a evilest looking crew of skeletons and a pumpkin looking captain at the helm yelling pumpkin sees at his crew. Ender feeling the dread about to bounce he foresees a obvious ship shadow of the skeleton laden ship. Ender moved fast to Black Skimmer helm turning the ship on its anchor very missing the on coming skeleton ship.

The story of threes... you have heard it. The accident happened then another and a third just for the kicks of it. You have to be ready for anything. I do not know what I am, but I have survived again. The third attempt I survived or is there more. What happens next... that is the story... right leg, left foot gone, hearing almost gone, humor how a person trying to kill me with a zip gun attempted murder, and well, the world is out to get someone. But, why this life was to be a bookworm. What could I have done? Alternatively, It could have been... that is a question I do not understand... seated here I realize I should have taken a left corner instead of a right. I would have been next to there... that make no sense... perhaps try something else... a book an author... a poet maybe ... I tried a bit 
 

conceivably a professional ...  perchance I could have been a marine... Or stand against the odds... how I would catch to work against the dragons... what is life like what to say what to do... the tale of ender the pirate most know... Welcome back to the presentation of how the world is nowadays...

There is an Almighty that I know .. I knew of him for a while. He is great and terrible his world is not that which I would be a choice for this life.

I do know that his domain is coming closer. Ceres or Nebular or somewhere else where is Heaven and then that makes there a hell. What will happen? The wars, the peace called by everyone but fulfilled by none. Earthquakes in diverse places, volcano, wars, the world is coming apart per verses in the Bible. Why? What purpose? If the end is known why play the game?

That is the question- is there an alternative world or domain or universe? Is hell the outcome for all those that are not proper or wanting to be right? That is weird about the questioning...

Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The timeframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going.

The crew of the Black Skimmer which was the flag ship of the Talon crew was fierce. There was a bear, cat, raccoon, and a duck along with the feared leader Ender the pirate, who imagination and rum recently started out to enlarge the crew with a little dragon.. again for those in the know she was a lizard that could talk.. but that was not here or there. For Ender Talon the claw had formed an alliance of sorts with rum soaked pirates who drink their weight in rum and sung songs that made the cats yell in the night..

When a person yells. I wonder is it because they cannot communicate or because the other person fails to understand. I fear yelling. Physical abuse and a gal named Indira. I think maybe I shall start writing more poetry just for the fun of it. Who knows maybe I will influence myself into being a better person. That is after all I want is to remember myself being doing and being good. Of course I know my nemesis would insist I am pure evil.. But do not believe everything you read or hear on cartoon network news. The media often times has their own agenda and propaganda thus the alternative news articles, Statements of wild innuendos and often times pirate stories where the lone Ender the pirate was being ravished by some woman or more while trying to keep his virtue.. Why he is saving his virtue turned out to be a lie from his old school years sex could lead to pregnancy and since Ender the pirate was bright as a shooting star - meaning a burning rock into the earths atmosphere he often forgot or maybe his memories were just off a bit

Ender the pirate was a free spirit. He was a bohemian in the since of a writer of prose that made little sense to those that read it and to those that cared about him; his reality never was totally confirmed as that of reality in the world around him. Meaning he tended to believe he was sailing the seven seas in the ocean breeze when hell was upon him. He learned from Job that this world was a toy for a mightiest of creators and why did the potter make the pot black because he could.. Now for those in today's world that means we are all but puppets on a string awaiting a time and place to show love and not judgment in hopes for a better beginning or ending than the last one. Sadness does tell that cycling seeds is what the soul of the creator or breath is about all. Either we are weeds to be burnt or sense... But enough philosophy ... to read is to have time to think.. To think is love thoughts and to love thoughts is to dream.. Reality is but an illusion for in my dream I believe I have a crew of a cat, raccoon, duck, bear on board the Black skimmer we crew out of the Far East usually from a cafe Shi where we have tea and bring about change in this wonderful world.

The world was not always this way. However, every fifteen hundred years the planets would be alien with the galaxy which was being crashed into the Milky Way. Few people knew and even cared that which was happening. Earth moving the Jews from Egypt... Their assumption was a golden calf which was represented by the planet or star with the planet splashing lights against the earth's atmosphere. The Jews knew about it or the idea even though their concept was a bit different from this story. Their ideology was that the cycle of reality was to happen seven times and then dubious. The debatable is the crash which I am speaking about. For you see most galaxy does not crash into one another. Their orbits’ spin to direction in a vast space that no one really cared. Nevertheless, that leaves or leads the story into a different path then the one which I am to tell. You see at the very edge of the galaxy was a planet which was significant only to a few trillion species of which if evolution is correct, the greatest was a worm. Figuratively, the top animal or advance organism that gets to eat everything was considered to be the top of their pyramid. Some would argue that bacteria or viruses. However, just for this story complexity the worm gets to eat all while the bacteria then get to eat the worm. So life was not as complex as expected. Back to the alignment of planets. The farthest edges of the galaxy bring the first to contact each other galaxy a shift had concurred in the planet alignment which in galaxy Milky Way, one day was equating to about 1, 0000 years of the rotation of earth around the star. Every 1.4 days a planet from the other galaxy would float close planet earth and well weird and wild events would happen to the planets. Example currently hurricanes the size of Texas on Saturn. Prior history tells of a flood called Noah's flood, then to the Jews Joseph's drought which ends. However, the planets' influences do not end until Moses. The Jews could see the planet's sun making lights like a golden calf which they built a model of for themselves to worship for their redemption. The last time this planet passed was a collapsed of Rome, half of China ate the other half of China due to starvation. That brings the story to date with the influence of planet having Saturn creating a hurricane the size of Texas... Size wise speculation on the future of trillions of individuals on an inner planet called locally by the inhabitant’s earth was in question. The Jews believing this to be either the third or seventh cycle prior to the big crash some three hundred thousand years in the future of the two galaxy were awaiting a spiritual messiah who would make them rule the future and all would be their slaves. While the Muslims one sect believed that, their prophet would send them into a different galaxy as well. The Christians being confused seemed not to understand their tales also. For looking into it Christ being a Jew spoke to a gentile who actually followed Jewish law a Samaritan telling her she did not even know what she was doing. Seemingly, this would mean that Christianity was a hoax brought by a man called Saul, who changed his name to Paul because of his hatred of the ideology of Christ, which was corrupting his religion. Thus for most Christians their faith was one thing while what was to happen to them well. That goes back to the story. Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The timeframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going. You see the tale of the serpent and Eve only told partially the tale. Satan or Death or one of the other thirteen names known currently to the author was unable to enter the garden of Eden. But the serpent was able to stand outside the wall and with his long neck trail to Eve’s location to talk with her. The dragons voice with an angel tongue was beguiling to her. Humor punishment of death because liars win and honest people lose. Interesting that is the tale that is being told. For punishment death, work, and labor because Adam was unable to give up a woman. There were two prior to her. Lilith the first woman which was cut from the spine of Adam. The backs of Adam and Lilith being together made an awesome sight and pictures are hard to come by. Evidently she was tired of Adam and desired more in creation. She ate of the tree of life and not of tree of knowledge allowing her to survive to this day as the queen of demons. The second woman made while Adam watched is speculative by some say she is the queen of the fairies and that her realm was still of energy so that her realm and reality as we human know it come together evry mid summer eve and if you are in the right fairy ring you can watch the fairie king in the mad hunt for those humans caught in that location. The third was Eve taken as a rib from Adam. The tale is even more interesting as to what Adam knew and allowed. According to some he knew everything to come as well as the past.

Dear new friends old friends family and people that are getting to know me a bit. I tell tales, I read conspiracies, I read news, I read and write poetry and short stories. IF you find something wrong let me know please. That way I can either verify it or remove it. If you are offended by something and tell me later - well I am sorry. If it is something I can remove now I will. If however it is the truth.. Well that is where I must point out a lot of news is not getting out there. FOX news is not liked because well some of what is said is offensive. So let me know please so I can work on being a better presenter. If you say I have to verify everything- I point to you in a court of law I do not have to defend it. you have to find the correct answer and provide it to me so that I can have my opinion changed- wrong is not right without proof. http://www.commieblaster.com/ how many of these stories are true? what is the truth.. question everything.. why.. the challenge to find as many different sources and ask the question to news media.. is this truth? if so why are we not hearing about if? An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle. but it will never break. Call the United States Capitol switchboard ask for your state senator and zip code house of representative at 1-202-224-3121 or http://drunkdialcongress.org/ask them to stop illegal aliens and fund unemployment There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape shifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon.

so the adventurers of ender the one legged, one eye, half mad pirate. So after verifing me as a US citizen. Guess what Healthcare.gov did.. They cancelled my insurance. I find this rather amusing. I started not agreeeing with the wars in Syria, Egypt, and Libya and now I am a non citizen being punshished for asking that my tax dollars does not support muslim work. I find this interesting to the extreme. who is the person she is seeing there? After more than 24 hours of travel between increases, decreases in aircraft, endless waits at airports and all delayed flights, reach media night and the only thing he wanted was to take my pill and not wake up, because even a second stop thinking about you, you don't know how much I love you and what hurt me this "separation", but over your decision. I love you, I love you, and even in my dreams "empastillados" do not you alejaste me, in the middle of my dream expected to hear the tone of the cell becoming my beautiful morning message. Awakening was scary, knowing that I'll not be seeing. All good this back is what again had my hands to my baby to my friend when I'm bajoneada as now I climb to the and handling without direction, is the only that I "listen and understand me" and only ask God to guide my legs and hands (because I'm still an inexperienced driver) have so much adrenaline insideis such frustration that the only thing I want to run and scream that I love you. He cannot be at home because I felt that I drowned, I have a lump in the throat and one more in the heart, I want to scream that I love you, I miss you and you are the love of my life. humor how life goes, no love, no money, no health insurance, no citizenship, I expect soon air will be hard to breath- yesterday I had cancelled from Humana via Healthcare,gov my health insurance. I find this funny. I wonder if I am not a citizen do I not get a free ride to where ever they say I am from? My name is Clinton Siegle.

I am applying for disability having lost left foot, right ankle, left eye sight, etc.

I am in need of some help pro bono advice at present. My story is as following: I lost part my right ankle June 2013. March 3rd I lost my left foot. I have been working to get disability and have lost sight in my left eye July 15.

= So two days ago the Healthcare.gov made me cry. I called my Humana HMOx plan was informed I was not a citizen of the US and that I needed to be verified and was directly transferred to Healthcare.gov. Not what I had called in for. I called in for a temporary prosthesis which Humana has denied, eye surgery codes 67370, 67028, j8035, 67114; a sleep study 95807 echo cardo 93306, dyspnea annexation 986.05, referral for a Doctor Reid, and prescription for a Dr. Parkinson. After 20 minutes waiting for someone to pick up the phone, I hung up and called Humana again where a nice lady listened to my requests for referrals. I will give her a raise if I could but to no avail. Referrals not happening for me. She to had to transfer me to Healthcare.gov 1 hour 25 minutes later, a Michelle answered the phone. I was informed they could not find me. After 30 or 50 minutes of trying social, etc- I was asked to call Humana but to get a reason as to why verification for a market place ID number. I called Humana- only to find again that my social was not entered in, and they had no record of a market place ID number, and that there was no government co-pay. The lady I asked to stay on the phone with me from Humana. Fourth hour the guy picks up and tries to find me. At least, he tried, phone, social, email, Humanas bogus social entered into the system. They left me in tears fearing that I am now having to identify myself to Market place department of health and human service 465 industrial Blvd London ky 40750 saying I have to send in my social, birth certificate, and families to prove I am an American. Case number from human services- sorry they do not have one- from Humana 704073225914 so at present, I also find out that HS is linked to IRS, Homeland security, etc.- Why am I having to spend five hours on the phone to prove I am a resident not getting subsidies per acknowledgment by Humana on the phone? What agency is looking at me and why am I being punished, Mentally I am already crying I would like some help please. I spent three hours at credit union notarizing my licences, and social security card with all my family and coping my birth certificate. The next issue disability was supposed to make a point known August 13, per letters from Senator Hatch, and Honorable Matheson. That has been pushed to November 1st evidently I am to grow a leg, pay 29k versus 12k cap health bills. I would like to know if you could suggest anyone in Utah to help me.

say long time... how are you doing? as a pirate I have done better and wrote several new poems, went on a autobiographic trip and decided on my birthday I will run for president... so as Ender the pirate I am writing now a short story. ... there Ender was in the middle of a comic classical sword fight with a witch riding a broom and her two kids from said priate.... They were off to have fun and run through a large super dome to which other witches and pirates did roam. . There met was a \African american girl crying to which said queations where asked and replies given without the real question.. Good behavior maybe? Or he was not sentenced under the same laws or rules. Example maybe he meaning your uncle got more often and thus had more of a rap sheet? Or maybe racism or he just did provide the same challenge to the prison system so they wanted to keep him longer...

Well, as for your fathers owning new car congratulations for him. As for why he was pulled over. Economic opportunity meaning African Americans buying a new car percentage wise Africans Americans represent only 12% (there are 13 percentage of all consumers at this age group) of the consumer population of the United States- While blacks represent about 38% of the prison population. http://prospect.org/article/six-charts-explain-why-our-prison-system-so-insane this means about 1% of all Americans that are African Americans consumers are in prison or heading that way. Meaning if you do the percentages one in 13 African Americans could be taken in an imprisoned. Makes targeting an existing problem to easy and to question that… Well if you look at the death row inmates of African Americans killing African Americans out of http://www.deathpenaltyinfo.org/race-death-row-inmates-executed-1976 you find that making 13% of a population they murder fellow blacks at a higher late then the white society does. Raising a question what makes people tick in America?

So you ask a lot of question about why.

Honey if I may. Color of skin will only change when people grow up and work together.

So the question you should realize and understand is Sarah did what was needed to survive. White people which if you look at my skin I question that color I think of myself more of pink than white makes me wonder more. I was raised a bit differently, married a bit differently and see the world differently. You realize everything another person does against another person is because of their expire with that culture. How man y times have you heard racial names being used by African Americans? Weather they call each other Negros, mergers… etc... If they do not want people to call them that name without their permission they will have to explain that verse being mean or threating about something racist to the world around them. Meaning people see the television where people calling each other brothers call each other naggers and an assumptions made... till racism is cleaned up on television everything will be as it is... rationale how many white friends do you have? Humor... thinks what words you use around them... Then think if they walk up when you are with a group of other similar in color pallet the words you use with each other is assumed without knowledge the words you want used with you. You might say I did not give them permission… All I can say is doing not do unto others as you would not have them do unto you… simple BE kind and the world will start changing... Be mean and ask why... be scared girl for as a one logger one eyed pink pirate I tell you girl you are beautiful to yourself. You can make the world into a better place your questions are important. But the right answer which is do not us ether words you do not want other people to use against you that will start changing the world around you.. sounds wrong sounds weird but if you start the change you will find yourself in the world you want to live in because people will notice a change and realize something that they have an opportunity to do right instead of do wrong. Yes it is hard no doubt about life but you can change the world around you by stating they do better... Stop using those words around me… That opportunity might catch on and be a powerful force to do right versus doing something wrong… you state why... The answer is easy if I have a 74% percentage and getting a 55% chance of conviction or crime versus a 13% and getting a 38% rate of conviction it is easier for the police to arrest someone of color just because it is easier for a conviction and if you look at what police department is about you realize that is their job instead of serve and protect. They have become a percentage department crime is up... Get the percentage down... In gambling would you not bet on taking a 1 in 13 chance versus 1 in 34 chances? Police like to do easy work just as much as the next group of people either gets better lives by moving up into a better life style, or stop being caught for doing something wrong. Against be kind this is just a reply from pink pirate girl life is what you make of it... if you do not want to hear people talk about your skin tell them... be as kind to them as possible... make them hate to be wrong around you because living in your world is better than living in a wrong world.. Make your world right by hanging with the right people... if you say I do not know any… My name is Clinton Siegel- look me up on Facebook or LinkedIn = peace you ask the right questions but no one is answering anymore... the reason everyone is scared... Which is right nearing an end that should be interesting to see what happens? Peace [email protected]

peace Marie I miss you ever do often hope you are well.. I am going through my right eye being missing now with my legf as a prothers foot I think the world is a bit differently now.. peace

There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.

Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.

Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.

With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull an dcross bones shown.

There once upon a time was a pirate named Ender or there about who sailed the seven seas on teh ship the black skimmer. He sailed with a raccoon, a quarrel, a duck and a bear. They had just gotten a dragon the size of a lizard when this tale begins. You see a Time lord found the hopelessly lost captain searching for a item of power to resolve a insurance claim he meant to file because of his traveling arrangements were not according to said advertised travel agent. He had been promised a shot or a spot on the Rainbow Universe which means a mind transfer between people with similar lives, money etc and the chance to restart a new. The issue you see was one of hose minds had not really applied for the trip or ticket and had been thrown into the parallel universe without much comfort nor understanding of what was going on. He is first few weeks in silence he watched as things which were were not and that change did change or not. A mountain moved, a Continent moved, and a few people he tried to talk to only a psychic and a Scientologist would listen to him. His friends abandoned him to his trip though the parallel universe . The raccoon was the first to go finding a wonderful isle to play with bread and such. The squarel was the next and lizard got off on the same spot. The bear was he only one left the duck having flown he coop. Thus Ender the pirate and the bear were spirally through parallel universes one day at a time. Finding that what is and was and what ever was said had been done somewhere some how within the confines of great minds. Did that make them deities? Did the deities that ruled the earth realize they were nothing but power hungry? The travels begin to have some fun. The pirate became an adventurer instead of a pirate. wrie strange stories across the parallel universe making people think. A Deity that would kick a person out of his home because he ate a fig and shortend his life along with taking away his job is kind of exess for eating a fig. The real question then is the deity real or just someone that lives longer than most? With time does your mind realize what is going on. Why I was not home, while being at home. First off, Billings Montana changed a lot. My world 5 movie theaters five bookstores, now only 1 movie theater plus a new one someplace in the west. Bookstores Barnes and Nobles still stands however all others are gone. Did find two new used bookstores, meaning if they were in my world I would hav been in them prior to this visit. Bolivia Mountain that I am tracking is now way off to the what I thought was south.. now I am not sure. direction wise I think the world has turned a bit.Changes noticed most notable paint and industrial changes. The telofairco has two new posts, and paint either everyone has gone white color or red and blue are no longer for painting homes. Gained 300 million people between May 15 and now..

For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both un glamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands..

A time and a tale by ender the pirate that was no more... there I was sitting and drinking rum... not as much as it use to be... needed more music, and a good song something with jewels, naughty women, and a place where peace can come and visit for a time or two.. But to no a vast. Life was not meant for that experience to come about... just drinking and some loud noises from the window... quiet there wind... so .. To a tale... these day people are so bold in starting wars without money or coin, but for those that remember that is exactly why pirating was created for countries without coin to create limited liability companies for a nation to profit from war without having to fund the navy... hiccup... maybe that is exactly what is needed a self serving navy to protect Asia from itself, and provide commercial outlaying for larger war ships..

yes call your congressmen and ask that the navy be funded by some newly minted wealth person... privateering could save this country a fourth of a trillion dollars.. just think and the loot would be wonderful..

Ender the pirate walking through a bar and while he was strutting he realized a sense of shame coming over out the happiness of his profession. As a young man Ender realized he was not equipped to deal with the world as most people through family and friends. He made books his family and animals his friends. His life was filled with pain and terror from others not secure within. His cries were not heard nor cared for by another. A thought kept him alive a future a dream within. I shall do better I shall be better within. A prayer to the almighty was to begin. Lord forgives me a pirate within. Forgive my judging others for their meanest to me and my other sins. Bitterness within made him a pirate within. For singing and tale telling was his gift from within. For without his loss of employment, his left foot, partial hearing, and nerves were at an end. He awoke as a pirate from his dream and begin again to work on his disability claim to ensure his family had food, and shelter again.

1971

Born I was flown by mercy jet to Minneapolis within the second day of life. I had too much blood in my body. The doctors thought I had heart problems. Believe it or not my memory is a large plane door shutting.

1974

There I was a Little kid riding a tricycle on a road with my dog. I had a toy whip from a circus and I was going to visit Bullie. A bucket calf that I had raised and was now a two year old bull. As a kid I thought I was invisible. My and spankings taught me differently as she caught me rounding the corral.My best friend was a dog named Teddy Bear. He was a black lab and was the greatest friend a farm kid could ever want. We played together and conversed on a daily basis. I think I learned that animals were and are more attuned to me then people at that young age. Meaning I did not speak and often when speaking I was told to speak up because of my soft voice.

I have allot of first memories. The first time almost dying from allergies in a haystack. I could not breathe. I was chasing a kitten that was so soft and cute. When wola i could not breathe. I was pulled out of the hay by my legs and rushed to Mile city, hospital. My breathing was so shallow they thought I was dead for a while.

I survived. But that summer I meet my great grandmother Shattuck, great grandfather Haman, and grand mother Leier in Velva, North Dakota. As a grand kid I enjoyed that visit more than most people. I got to play with toys that were old even then. Being the only grand kid there and being named after her late husband I enjoyed great grandmother Shattuck and she seemed to enjoy me.

That next year great grandmother Shattuck passed away.

Life has many ways to teach you something.

My life story could be told with the passing of cars in my life and how each held something new or different in experience.

The first car of memory was a Plymouth 1973. That car took me on the journey during an experience most people do not get to have. Lightning, then hail, water for a flood, all happening at once the week prior to my parent's divorce. The situation living on a farm my mother took the car and us into Glendive, Montana to shop. The storm came in with howling winds and hail the size of golf balls. The car was getting smashed and driving home to the farm a valley curve was full of water. Just when we entered the curve. Water coming through a car door at the age of five is something. Mom quickly backed out and went down another dirt road to cross to the farm. That road the valley was flooded also. On the other side, an uncle was trying to cross the same path. That day the knowledge that there was and is someone greater than my father or family came home to rest within me.

A FEW WEEKS LATER I WAS SEATED INSIDE THE HOT PLYMOUTH WHEN MY PARENTS GOT THEIR DIVORCE OUTSIDE THE LEGAL OFFICE. I REMEMBER THE METER RUNNING DOWN. THE HOTTNESS OF THE SUN ON THE SEAT COVERS MADE A SMELL THAT WAS PURE PLASTIC OR SOME TYPE OF MATERIAL.

The divorce happened and my toys got packed away never to be seen again. My mom started her adventure to buy a camper which took us all over Minnesota, North Dakota, and Montana. That summer I met my Korean cousins at Medora musical play. Shannon and Meagan Carlson from Bismarck ND. I was with my mom since the divorce. That summer we found a Chinook camper that was on sale. The company was trying to sell it to get into motor boats.

The Chinook camper was an adventure that took me places and dreams that only a few will ever have.

1976-1979 MINOT AND THERE OF

With the camper my mom moved around allot. We ended up summer of 76 in Minot ND. We stayed there in the KOK till the first foot of snow. She woke up to take a shower in the KOK showers only to step into a snow bank.

KINDERGARTEN

DREAM

I came of age in a time of no heroes. John Wayne had passed away in 1979. The current sport players, actors, actresses, politicians and even religious televangelist felt no responsibility to set a good example for any people to follow. The world needed a hero.

In that place stood up those people that were ordinary people willing to take a beating and or arrest to make the world a safer place. You have seen some of their exploits in Kick Ass the movie, but this tale is about Clinton Siegle from Fallon, Montana who wore the custom to save the day for a few innocent people.

Clintons’ superpower or lack there of was his ability to do gymnastic and take a beating due to his physical shape. His workout routine was due to his job as a gymnastic coach at the local YMCA, and a gym near his house. His character was that of a religious nut that planned to avenge those who were abused.

The first and last victim to be saved was a little ole kitten from a tree. The little kitten’s owner Alice was crying by the tree when the leotard wearing hero came across her. After a quick review and prayer for the situation he climbed the tree taking the kitten from the branch and slowly climbing down. Giving the kitten to Alice; she was so happy and cried even harder when holding her kitten. The neighbors heard the cries and thought that Clintons had done something wrong.

Screaming insults and hurling garbage at him. The neighbors chased Clinton for several blocks making the hero business questionable for this first and last time hero. After that experience Clinton had second thoughts of being a hero, so he never dressed up in his leotard again.

Moral of the story a good deed never goes unpunished and doing right does not always mean people will follow you.

PIRACY IS SOOTHING TO THINK ABOUT THESE DAYS

Pirates have been around since Caesar’s and before his days

A little booty a little loot goes far these days

The pirate named Ender the claw was something special in his days

He sailed the ocean on-board the Black Skimmer ship in those days

Looting and piracy was common occurrences in those days

Piracy was common thief in those days

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There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.

Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.

Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.

With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull and cross bones shown

PART LATER AFTER DESCRIPTION OF VENTURE AND DIVORCE--

There is always a time too look back to remember things. I was back to the area with the library and secret room close to Thanksgiving time a few years later. The shelf, I had expected someone else would have found that secret room. However, at 12 I visited the library because a great uncle had passed away and younger cousin. Their age were completely different both from different cancers one 87 and the other 5. The older uncle was named Gus. He, I remember made quite a fuss and told course jokes to women. I expect he was a dirty ole uncle but whom knows. The younger named Matt was form bone cancer. I cried that day for him. That was a spooky time. At that age I believe I had been to 15 funerals and none of them happy events.

At that time I was rereading letter one. I toke away some advise that as a young as I was I could not use. Always be bold. Always spend carefully. Be friendly. Take all opportunities for chance. Luck favors those prepared but luck favors more those that will try something new or different. Babsy bumped into General Smith who informed Babsy that the count was still out for blood

Taking some of the advice I spent a 20 dollar bill there on the plains of North Dakota. Humor how doing something right meaning I exchanged the twenty bill from 1919 for a bill could cause so much venture and excitement. The question asked was where did you get this. Then I said I got it there in the town. I did anyway I did not get the item I had tried to purchase instead an investigation of who and why I would have such an old bill went into play.

All I can say was that Thanksgiving I meet more people from that town thaen any other day. Everyone was interested in where I was from and where I was going and where I had been. Humor I said the truth. I was visiting a funeral of my great uncle and cousin. The town was alive with curious investigation. I figured someone would find that secret room but the only thing that happened that I knew about then was some ole men going through the bookshelves where I had sat. I guess no one toke down that book that moved the shelf but there was several books checked out that day.

A specific place was when it broke down during a funeral The dream was so vivid. I was attending a funeral and had some time. As many of you know I use to live in the library during the daylight hours of the 1980’s. I spent my time with Lewis, Token, Jordan, Rice, before it became cool or interesting to the masses.

---On a trip between Montana, and North Dakota I visited a rather large library on the plains of North Dakota. The library looked like a bank built in the 20’s. I got to spend a few hours there by chance due to the family and car troubles. I quickly found an ole favorite the Hobbit in the back of the library of course where the loners usually just enjoy the peace and quiet. I quickly read through the first 200 or so pages stopping where the dwarfs were imprisoned prior to their release by Bilbo.

Just when the dwarf’s prison doors were to be opened; knowingly, since I had read the book a few times before a book popped out the shelf and fell open next to me reading the Hobbit. Humor how life happens at times. The book was something I had not read nor touched before Harry Flashman. Odd that the book defiantly was not categorized by the author last name nor title of the book for a library category. So I was unsure why it was here. Putting it back an older boring colored hardcover caught my attention. Grabbing at it instead of pulling it from the self it binged back and made me jump back as a click and the whole shelf swung against me as if a door opening. And to that point the shelf pulled back with my hand.-----

On a trip between Montana, and North Dakota I visited a rather large library on the plains of North Dakota. The library looked like a bank built in the 20’s. I got to spend a few hours there by chance due to the family and car troubles. I quickly found an ole favorite the Hobbit in the back of the library of course where the loners usually just enjoy the peace and quiet. I quickly read through the first 200 or so pages stopping where the dwarfs were imprisoned prior to their release by Bilbo.

Just when the dwarf’s prison doors were to be opened; knowingly, since I had read the book a few times before a book popped out the shelf and fell open next to me reading the Hobbit. Humor how life happens at times. The book was something I had not read nor touched before Harry Flashman. Odd that the book defiantly was not categorized by the author last name nor title of the book for a library category. So I was unsure why it was here. Putting it back an older boring colored hardcover caught my attention. Grabbing at it instead of pulling it from the self it binged back and made me jump back as a click and the whole shelf swung against me as if a door opening. And to that point the shelf pulled back with my hand.

The librarian was no where to be found. I believe she had gone out forgetting me. So with no one to stop me I pulled the door open. There on the floor was a pile of envelopes, and from the light from a window over the chair I was using I could see a light with a pull string light. Bending over reading the address I was the majority addressed to a Mr. Babsy. Humor someone’s Hemingway hideout? Who knows anyway pulling the chain lighted a small room. A table, what looked like a still. The pile of envelopes and a small looking medical gad was what I could see. Being venturous I went through the envelopes. Which had wonderful 20s stamps all addressed to Baby. Trying to figure out why their presence was there I noticed a mail drop between the back of the door.

Well I guess if someone was to hid a room a library was as good as place as any. What surprised me most was the lack of dust. Anyways moving into the room I started to review the books on the table. The first was a ledger accounting it seemed of a business operation of medicine? No I suppose after seeing a liquor bottle. There in the ledger were small towns that appeared in North Dakota, South Dakota, Montana, Illinois, Minnesota, and other small towns that I recognized from my travels with my mom since the split up of my folks. It seemed this was a major illegal operations built on the plains of North Dakota. Sort of like the Kennedy’s moon shine hold in Havre, Montana. Looking at the next book it seemed like a personal diary. Last date 1929 written about a Mr. Babsy and venture of moonshine. The journal was given by someone Limburg for a birthday gift to a Major Babsy. Reading the diary about Mr. Babsy seemed to be in love with someone. He had it bad. Seemed obsessive to appoint that I realized I had never fallen head over heals in love before. It seemed to detail that Mr. Babsy was a local who was planning to take and make himself a rich person.

Humor he even gave some detail on back accounts and politicians a few of them; I had heard about from history class. One name I saw I did not expect was my great grand father. Well, I knew the righteous stories on how he made it in flax in the 40’s. Seeing his name there made me wonder a bit but life is a mixture of chance opportunities. Anyway venturing into the boxes one contained several old medicine bottles labels peeling with age and odd color liquor look inside. Another box had a letter on it without an envelope. Opening the letter which was addressed to someone whose name I had heard in the old folk’s home where my great grandfather lived. What a small world we live in. The letter was telling him that if Mr. Babsy might never come back; from reading the content the letter it was sort of a last will and testament from Mr. Babsy. The letter went into how several small communities were being used and their libraries were being used to store medicine etc. Opening the box under the letter there were roughly fifty thousand dollars in ones the year 1920 stamped on them. The box looked half full. Humor what one expected and what one gets are two things. I closed the box. Thinking I needed to talk with my grandfather prior to doing anything. I toke the dairy, 20 dollars in one dollar bills from the box replacing them with a 20 dollar bill my father had given me on his recent visit to me. My parents of course being separated tried to buy my love at times. I also toke the letters unopened. Pulling on the chain the light chain broke while closing the self back. Going back into the library I pushed the shelf back into place. I went to the door. Humor the librarian had locked me in with a note saying she was out for lunch. Well life happens so I went back to my seat and begin again the Tale of there and back again. Later in the evening the librarian awoke by turning on all the lights an

MOVING TO MINOT

Meet my great grandfather Anthony Haman in Minot nursing home. We were close for a while. He was an adventurer. Like the time he took the stairs down in a wheelchair. His statement I almost made it to the bottom. There in Minot I sold Grit to earn money for my bike. That bike took me places. The scenery of Minot is wonderful. Minot even has a zoo. Which most mid-western towns do not have. A zoo with monkeys.

Bike trip

I meet my best friend for a few months there on a bike trip. Ross was a year younger than me. We played together. That was the year of Star Wars and my moms conversation to religion. That is where life began and dreams well that is the stuff life is made of to dream is to live a life while hoping for a better future.

The Chinook took us, mom and me to visit relatives throughout North Dakota in the late 70s. I met my great aunt Rosie who was in a wheelchair due to Multiple sclerosis MS. She was a strict lady whose husband Micky worked for the post office. Their dog Snowball was a poodle that loved to chase balls.

After elling 250 Grit magazines I could afford a bike from the money that my dad gave me for visiting my mom. They were trying to get back together.

DREAM

There is an always a time to remember things. I was not back to that area for sometime. Shelf wise I expected the librarian to find the or see the room and something to be written about it in the news. But at age 10 I visited the library again because a cousin had passed away in a kayak accident. That was a spooky time. If I could have recorded my aunt who lost both breast to cancer terror cry at the funeral I could have made a mint in horror movies. Her cry was that of a broken heart in pain. Anyway at the library I checked and the room opened again. Nothing had been touched. At this point I was more greedy and the backpack I had been given I filled with the money, ledger, and a few bottles of liquor. I closed the room and checked an old book out author Rice book on planet Mars and was off to listen to my family remember Stevie. The howl from my aunt cries still ringing in my ears. Death is something to live with. That had been my 11th funeral in so many years of living. Anyways hiding the money and stuff was hard. My mom was observant lady thus I had to hide it in the camper prior to her seeing me with the backpack. In those days we rode in a Chinook camper a home on wheels.

Adventure wise a story from the old times. There is an always a time to remember things a continuous story of a venture in the library. I was not back to that library area for sometime. Shelf wise I expected the librarian to find or see the room and something to be written about it in the news. But at age 17 I visited the library again because a cousin had passed away in a kayak accident. That was a spooky time. If I could have recorded my aunt terror cry at the funeral I could have made a mint in horror movies. Her cry was that of a broken heart in pain. Anyway at the library I checked and the room opened again. Nothing had been touched. At this point I was more greedy and the backpack I had been given I filled with the money, ledger, and a few bottles of liquor. I closed the room and checked an old book out author Rice book on planet Mars and was off to listen to my family remember Stevie. The howl from my aunt cries still ringing in my ears. Death is something to live with. That had been my 11th funeral in so many years of living. Anyways hiding the money and stuff was hard. My mom was observant lady thus I had to hide it in the camper prior to her seeing me with the backpack. In those days we rode in a Chinook camper a home on wheels.

So I hide the loot in a closet in the camper. The envelopes I hide in the selection of books and the money in a board game that I topped with a shirt. The bottles went into the toy box with the toy soldiers. Being young with a hidden source of money was to affect my life in new ways. What do you do with ole money in a reservation town of Popular Montana? My experiences were often weird and difficult with a very strict mother, but the adventures were still there. My first attempt for fun was reading the letters. The first letter began with a story about a young farmer kid saving a man off the east coast from a ship wreck. The adventures described made me want to run away and this started my reading anew in adventure books. The boy saved the man and the man gave him the world and he could afford to eat out at locations and have physical fun that only a farm boy could dream about. Partying with royalty, sleeping with women of interesting character the first letter was seven pages long detailing so much venting and opportunities that I re-read that life story all about school, religion, and dreams. The hand writing was at first difficult to read and with little time to be alone with them I did not chance their discovery. During this school year I hide them. Sports were something I did not excel at but that was how I was babysat during these days after school. I just dreamed by re-reading the letter and adventure books that were not part of the letters. I made a decision not to open another letter for a year wanting to enjoy the stories over time instead of devouring them all at once.

Mr. Babsy was just seventeen years old for his first letter description which was exotic in content and started when he was young. The description of how some of Mr. Babsy women friends were paid for their services caused dreams for the farmer boy these letters pages described his arousal and his worldly experiences in the world. The letter was my first experience finding out at a young age erotic content of the letters more interesting then pictures. The letter dated 1916 the world was a strange exotic world in the letters and brought more dreams then were appropriate for all those who read them. Mr. Babsy had experience that made him a physical man while all that I was still too young to understand everything I read. I was a tall kid still turning 17 learning from letters how the real world worked and why or what to say in the 20s versus 59 years in the future. At my time and age in the 80’s work was hard to come by and experience was something to ask for not be given to a kid at the age of almost 17 versus a life necessity that Mr. Babsy grew up in.

Anyway by this time I had reread the letter enough to understand its neat cursive handwriting I had decide to venture in the world. This time my mom provided the solution by sending me to Ekalaka, Montana bible camp a place that drops off the end of the world and near enough to be the end of the world. There I had my first opportunity to spend some money.

Lairs and religions make the world go around. Girls turning to women are interesting to most if not all boys. There was a girl named Amy. Her voice perfect as an angel sang religious hymns daily at the camp sites meetings. Her smile cute if I had the chance I would have been Romeo. However her being a southern bell made her charmed by a Georgian boy older than me. There in the religionist camp things not spoken about happened between them. What humor to hear about something read about but not experienced and being able to listen but not do anything in the real world? But I had no one to tell or care. What a life to live a religious one.

Religion is funny it demands something belief then lets you down. Babsy in 1916 found a bird skeleton that was a cross between a dinosaur and current bird. He gave the creature to a museum and that sort if gave him an idea that religious timeline was bunk or not real. The letter showed how his belief in something realization that the belief is not worthless is a story all on its own. The letter 1916 describing the years end Babsy was involved in a famous party with rich people. At this party Babsy was introduced to a General Smith. Also Babsy meet a woman there, a countess. They danced and sang and she was delighted with Babsy. Anyways true love and or infatuation caused him to be more of a romantic. The two were in a bedroom scene that was quiet explicit in details. Anyways the countess had a husband not introduced till later in the letter. At which point Babsy and General Smith both fled the countess’ room.

General Babsy being old wealthy, famous to some extent gave Babsy some advice after both of them had just been chased from the countess’s room. The humor evidently was great the details a bit more than two pages long and Babsy toke Smith advise to heart. Anyway Christmas was upon me. For Christmas I decided to read another letter. I spent that Christmas night in a box outside a plastic tree in the living room hoping for a good Christmas gift. But the sad tale I waiting hoping to be given more than was given to charity or spent on the dog’s food for that month for that Christmas was nothing good. My

DREAM

There is always a time too look back to remember things. I was back to the area with the library and secret room close to Thanksgiving time a few years later. The shelf, I had expected someone else would have found that secret room. However, at 12 I visited the library because a great uncle had passed away and younger cousin. Their age were completely different both from different cancers one 87 and the other 5. The older uncle was named Gus. He, I remember made quite a fuss and told course jokes to women. I expect he was a dirty ole uncle but whom knows. The younger named Matt was form bone cancer. I cried that day for him. That was a spooky time. At that age I believe I had been to 15 funerals and none of them happy events.

At that time I was rereading letter one. I toke away some advise that as a young as I was I could not use. Always be bold. Always spend carefully. Be friendly. Take all opportunities for chance. Luck favors those prepared but luck favors more those that will try something new or different. Babsy bumped into General Smith who informed Babsy that the count was still out for blood

Taking some of the advice I spent a 20 dollar bill there on the plains of North Dakota. Humor how doing something right meaning I exchanged the twenty bill from 1919 for a bill could cause so much venture and excitement. The question asked was where did you get this. Then I said I got it there in the town. I did anyway I did not get the item I had tried to purchase instead an investigation of who and why I would have such an old bill went into play.

All I can say was that Thanksgiving I meet more people from that town than any other day. Everyone was interested in where I was from and where I was going and where I had been. Humor I said the truth. I was visiting a funeral of my great uncle and cousin. The town was alive with curious investigation. I figured someone would find that secret room but the only thing that happened that I knew about then was some ole men going through the bookshelves where I had sat. I guess no one toke down that book that moved the shelf but there was several books checked out that day.

PEACE CORPS

here is a wine in Bolivia called traigo. Basically a heated wine, add alcohol 100% proof then burn again and distill a bit. Burns on the way down. Anyway in Chuma the drink was a zip a few hundred times worth of saco.

For a pink or white person in a Latin american town this was a wondrous trip. First or fifth time that I got out and had wonderful fun with the people and learned to be happy not an expensive place but with a future fun love people.

That is when I discovered the underbelly of chilitas some happy go lucky people but when pushed or shoving can be very dangerous. Example here was the parade was on being dressed as the bear I got to dance and drink to the wee hours with people from lawyers to judges to criminals to farmers all having fun on their town day.

Anyway after being dried out with 43 rounds of hot spice wine I decided to head home. There in the middle of the street did I see south american justice take place. One of the native woman was beating her husband. Not easy but with feet and fists. The poor guy did not know who or what was hitting him. I called for help being a bit out of it myself but to no avail she just kept on beating the shit out of her husband. I tried to help but she was not going to let me do anything. The fact she out weighted me and was a bit drunk herself was a bit of a disadvantage. What was I suppose to do. Anyway she started laughing at my comical plea to let the poor guy go.

That was my third of two times seeing this happen. The other time was when I was not drunk. I was stuck at the hospital and a call came in. Off the doctor, nurse, and I went in a police car to the top of a mountain. There a woman drunk as a skunk on chicha was dancing and laughing. Within her home her husband was dying of pesticide poisoning because his wife had just poisoned him by giving him chicha with poison in it.

The third time why girls- I will have to ask you to write me if you are interested.. Involved a police riot dog, a five police officers, a drunk gringo and well..

Those were one of my last few days drinking wine with anyone. People are crazy is all I know. Wine helps the bitterness I know. The tale here is do not drink wine or beer or cognac with anyone you know and their wives in south America.

started this story a few times

There is a wine in Bolivia called traigo. Basically a heated wine, add alcohol 100% proof then burn again and distill a bit. Burns on the way down. Anyway in Chuma the drink was a zip a few hundred times worth of saco.

For a pinky or white person in a Latin American town this was a wondrous trip. First or fifth time that I got out and had wonderful fun with the people and learned to be happy not an expensive place but with a future fun love people.

That is when I discovered the underbelly of chilitas some happy go lucky people but when pushed or shoving can be very dangerous. Example here was the parade was on being dressed as the bear I got to dance and drink to the wee hours with people from lawyers to judges to criminals to farmers all having fun on their town day.

Anyway after being dried out with 43 rounds of hot spice wine I decided to head home. There in the middle of the street did I see south american justice take place. One of the native woman was beating her husband. Not easy but with feet and fists. The poor guy did not know who or what was hitting him. I called for help being a bit out of it myself but to no avail she just kept on beating the shit out of her husband. I tried to help but she was not going to let me do anything. The fact she out weighted me and was a bit drunk herself was a bit of a disadvantage. What was I suppose to do. Anyway she started laughing at my comical plea to let the poor guy go.

That was my third of two times seeing this happen. The other time was when I was not drunk. I was stuck at the hospital and a call came in. Off the doctor, nurse, and I went in a police car to the top of a mountain. There a woman drunk as a skunk on chicha was dancing and laughing. Within her home her husband was dying of pesticide poisoning because his wife had just poisoned him by giving him chicha with poison in it.

The third time why girls- I will have to ask you to write me if you are interested.. Involved a police riot dog, a five police officers, a drunk gringo and well..

Those were one of my last few days drinking wine with anyone. People are crazy is all I know. Wine helps the bitterness I know. The tale here is do not drink wine or beer or cognac with anyone you know and their wives in south america.

When you find out you are being investigated does something akin to dread come over you?

You ever wonder why?

When you find out it is someone you trust,

What inside you dies with failure? Is it something I did or said?

Or is this away to leave me undone and maybe dead?

I guess we will find out someday.

Relationships are funny that way.

Eternity with someone was the dream that day.

Loving kindness sharing happiness two in one that way.

All that came apart with my greed in 2008.

Time together living in a country's beautiful weather.

I realize I failed yet again.

On that the courts and mortgages do show.

Never in this life is much due.

Never again

2009

ere are pirates and then there are pirates... Some with tales to tell and some with tails.. There once was a dog that loved a pirates life bedcause of all the good food from that mean ole pirate from treasure isle book. He was a good ole cook and fed the dog and bird till both were fat and well useless at times but furry fat and feathery fat are two different things..

will send a cat tomorrow

thanks for the note.

hope life is something fun for you .

me today driving to work my thermostat blew and fried my radiator 700 dollar 5 hour experience that was kind of a learning experience

i knew it was time for a new car but this and my wife had to confirm my decision humor... a cat it is then

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June 3, 2009 3:15 am

thanks hope you will get a new car and hope today is better for you.

always living is better then the alternative

thanks hope the cat is what you wanted

yes thanks

June 3, 2009 6:27 pm

come and visit me farm

u would like it

July 25, 2012 4:47 pm

Marie,

How goes life? Here I am starting to think move... to Texas, as a pirate I was hoping for the open sea... well, another deep topic. Tell your son happy birthday and hope all is well. Any ideas on what is up with charm? Is she okay? As for pirate stories -- sailing away from the dock... Ender the pirate realized with terror he had forgotten his receipt on cookie dough an spiced chicken... noted for this was how he got his current wife... his chicken is famous in certain parts of Bolivia. The pepper and cup of sugar being part of the list of ingredients for a chicken sort of kfc. Anyways without the book Ender was getting nervous about being a cook. So instead he toke over the sailing from the bear whose hang over had lasted from 2010 till that very day. When the bear found the new activity of cooking. The bear was not such a good cook. He fact he burnt water. But that is another story..

well hello Ender,

drama queens and bullies are evil minded people who would make everything a crime, not because they care but because they can. they condemn everybody, some for what they have done, others for what they may do. it is the sign of a narrow mind, as cruel as I have no idea what is up with Charm, don't think she gets on facebook much any more. I have not talk to her in ages.

As for me I am busy with my kids and helping with my grandson on the weekends. Just got done being sick yesterday,glad I feel better today. Think I will miss summer but glad when the kids go back to school. My kids do not go back till sept. 6th.

a pirate drinking tale

of all the things i have lost

i miss my mind the most

thus i try to improve my mind the most

because that is where i live

and thus

be the change you want to see in the world-

for those who dont believe in magic will never find it-

by watching with glittering rum soaked eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places (such as maps and buried treasure)

remember child be gentle with yourself you are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars

and finally in the noisy confusion of life keep peace inyourself

because life is not about finding yourself life is about creating eyourself into the greatest pirate you can be as the sayings goes

dance a pirate jig as though no one is watching you

love as though you have never been hurt before

sing a pirate tone as though no one can hear you

and live as though heaven is on earth

I still walk and workout when I can it gets hard when the kids are home. I can keep a better schedule when my kids are in school.

Sometimes I wish my life was more exciting, get stressed out at times with my sons x girlfriend. He (my son)is 18 and they have a son together but are not together anymore. She has not gotten a job or finished high school. She is 19 and wants everything handed to her. Love my grandson but can't stand her.

Girl, glad you are having fun with your grandkid... suggest for the x you be thankful to her. Remember smile and say thank you x name. Not sure y... and pray for what you want in her. Example has been given to me over and over on how that is supposed to change people. On health wise exercise and enjoy boredom. I was not enjoying it that is why I must move to Austin I think in August. This should be interesting... anyways what else, you find any games you are playing? I am into mafia wars; play it every blue moon or so. I miss pirate forum, and game but life is stressful however compared to 2008 I am stress less. Managing things to bankruptcy was one of the hardest things I have ever done. Failing is something I can do but failing that big was a heartbreaking experience.

A woman in the bar says that she wants to have plastic surgery to enlarge her breasts. Her husband tells her, "Hey, you don't need surgery to do that. I know how to do it without surgery." The lady asks, "How do I do it without surgery?" "Just rub toilet paper between them." Startled the lady asks, "How does that make them bigger?" "I don't know, but it worked for your ass."

HOPE YOU ARE WELL!! LOL

Upon searching Ender pointed the black skimmer toward the sea of dread.. Where it is said things were dreadful.

Keep up your p90x I want to hear you have done a 1000 pushups one handed while holding on to your grandkid..

December 24, 2011

Dear Friends:

I hope all is well for you and yours. I would have answered your letter sooner, but you didn't send one. However, no matter. Well, Merry Christmas to one and all.

Between strokes of good fortunes, the family won the Christmas prizes of a M&M Nutcracker and a Ginger Bread-house at the complex party, I have been toying with the idea of going back to college. However, before dong this officially, I would like to see a change in the economy. At this time I am working still on Orion and learning more each day about wiring harnesses and team work. The family is growing faster than I could expect. The little one Ashanti is a wild woman and I look forward to seeing what she becomes in life.

November 12, 2012 6:14 pm

you should be yourself.. that is unless you can be a pirate.. then you should be a pirate..

November 21, 2012 7:41 pm

realization life is short... be yourself or if you can be a pirate be a pirate instead..

November 22, 2012 1:24 am

happy thanksgiving.. hope all is well.. remember be yourself unless you can be a pirate and then be a pirate instead..

“There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.” ― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol Have a MERRY Christmas!

January 1, 2013 8:37 pm

time and pirates.. you should always be yourself , unless you can be a pirate then you should be a pirate instead.. happy new year.. hope all goes well for you this year. if you need a good read try wheel of time.. the last of the series is coming out January 8th. peace and prayers

March 28, 2013 4:08 am

thanks for the well wising.. Well it is here. I am a day and year older. Instead of older and wiser... I am wider and older... some thoughts that go through my head. Why is life not here the way I wan tit. My thoughts are that I have not been doing what I should. Looking back I disagree- I leaped at opportunities. I excelled where others have left for greener pastures. I have boldly gone where people with less courage have not. See I digress sort of like Doctor Evil. What is life but to dream and hope? To learn that those hopes were killed along time ago by someone not so funny. Humor me this is love fraud when all the love letters are written by someone else? At times life plays mean and cruel jokes on people and they realize them but decide life is better without forcing the issue. Meaning I am tired at last and being bold only gets you to places that at times are better to a point. What happens when that point is the tip of your nose? That is when life really is short lived and you realize. Is living a long life a blessing or a curse? Seeing old folk’s homes and realizing most if anybody that wishes you a happy birthday is dead or gone. I think I have to rethink living longer and just have more experience sooner then later. So what have I learned in all this life short but long experience? Never to trust anyone. Find a good book and read it slowly. Remember to eat well. Always be kind and considerate. That in a nutshell I should have stopped living back 12 years ago. Humor the lessons I have learned since then. Never trust, and forgive I could have done without I think. It makes the world a crueler place to live in and realizing conspiracies are true at times makes you want to stop hearing about what is going on around you. Anyways happy birthday to me; to me a happy birthday.

hope your day goes wonderful!!

thanks and you too.

miss your stories,gotta get my 2 girls ready for school.

oh Ender the pirate will be back soon. he is suffering from remorse and guilt and wants to live a life in peace and without harming anyone.. meaning his wife says no computer and of course no computer it is..tell one day .. not a very special day.. but a birthday never the less

August 15, 2013 8:46 pm

Ender the pirate has been sailing with black skimmer through the dark waters of rehab and hospitals of Utah. the sleep and the leg eating itself making him almost a peg leg makes the world a different place. Anyways the duck has cooked macaroni and cheese while the bear wrote somethings that will be posted later this month. Anyways Marie missing you hope all is going well.

a few seconSeptember 25, 2010

22 years of no skating, and wola skated with my kid today. not bad. even going backward i could still keep up with those around me.. humor.. then to alpha an omega-- a bit more mature themed then i would expect.. then to chucky cheese.. i am not sure if i can keep up witht he younger one anymore she is just to fast.. but 40 coins 135 tickets later two pendents-- i think the kids had fun..

October 23, 2010

This week in Buffalo.

Story to tell without internet access.

I checked into a cheap hotel for a weekly rate. The Fountain- looked old and there were no vision-al issues - people etc.

Last night the police with drawn guns and the flashing lights of an ambulance proved me wrong. I can spend money on a better place. Here.. I am getting old.

Otherwise hope all is going well and thanks for the prayers

2011

April 30, 2011 via Bilge Rats, Pirate's in the Caribbean.

Sailing into the sea... I saw the light gleaming above the moon... what this could be... Stronger and closer than a star... watching the light move towards a cloud cover... pale green cloud cover... how Bermuda changes ones eyes sight.. Then a scratching sound as if someone was climbing the boats sides with their finger nails... ahhh

So today I discover that someone has hit my car. Humor. I wonder if it is me. The sign reads little boy believe that the world is right, fun, and humorous... sign on back hit him when he is down and lets see how long it takes him to believe again.. The world aint fair I understand that. The world is indifferent at best to my best. I understand that... however someplace along time ago there were people that cared and had power to right and they did right. Now I am old, have no power, and at present have no idea what to say to my kids - I think I must train them differently. The world is ugly, and ugly people do ugly things I suppose is the lesson to learn. So be nice, smile, do right but live where there are less ugly people.

2012

Around six thousand years ago there was a race

Between angels, demons, giants, and the human race

First there was Adam and Lilith which separated the races

Adam first chance did not agree with him at all in this race

Lilith ran away to where she was caught in the Dead Sea

There she was caught and seduced two angels of a different race

From there an agreement of death to some of her race

She agreed to a thousand a day dying each day

She agreed to wonder the earth seducing mankind race

Second wife speculation here was made by the Creator while Adam watched

She was made as grace and beauty she was mother of the fae race

Adam watching her be made rejected her kind of race

I speculate here that she was a pretty race

So Adam felt alone and was the human of his race

The Creator caused him to sleep one day

That day was the fall of the human race

The Creator toke from Adam a rib for his race

A hard and forceful creation for the human race

The Creator crafted Eve for the human race

The Creator did not allow Adam to see how she would create the human race

So Adam and Eve were the start of the human race

Speculative thoughts on the human race

So the two of them were in Heaven to start the race

Both Adam on side of the garden and Eve on the other side of the garden taking care of the place

When Eve’s two guardians left her alone in a guarded place

Now here is a back story seldom discussed about this place

The Son of the creator were angels of that place

If one reads how walled the Garden of Eden was in place

One might see a guarded place

The Creator created an angel so perfect and grand

That the angel challenged the Creator for a grand

The Creator threw down the said Son to this place

Along with a third of his race

There in this new place

The grand angel of Death toke its place

For you see Death is Satan name of a race

There this grand angel devised a ploy to trick Eve of the human race

He beguiled her through use of a serpent race

The serpent had been in charge of this Garden of Eden place

Both Adam and Eve had usurped the serpents place

So a fallen angel worked together with the serpent race

You see the fallen angel could not get into this Garden of Eden place

So he used the serpent to interface with Eve

He made her promise to fed Adam a fruit of that place

He made her think thoughts of evil were good for the place

So Eve toke a fruit from that place

Forced Adam through blasphemy to eat of that place

Now speculative here this was the beginning of the human race

The Creator seeing such a site gave a promise to that race

He would send a Messiah to save that race

For who should ever believe in him would be saved from the race

Now here is some fun about that race

The Messiah for the human race

Some say Jesus Christ saved the human race

His teaching though few still survive in place

Do unto others as you would have done unto yourself in this place

Speculative how is a question of race

Prior to Christ was Abraham of a special race

The Creator was with him for fifty years in a cave place

Abraham’s challenge to Nimrod destroyed the tower of Babel that evil place

From reading it is speculative that the tower reached two miles high in some place

The Lord destroyed a third by fire, the Creator drove the tower down by a third of the place

From that place came a few more interesting speculative races

Some of the people the Creator turned to monkey in places

Some of the people the Creator turned to ghost in places

What a weird dream one has in the end times and places

So questions to frame in this state of mind are places

What has all this got to do with this here tale in place?

I am tired so I will state it in place

Christ Jesus story tells of the pottery questioning the Creators design why have you made me thus

I speculate we are here to be vessels of spirit and soul not lust

We the human races are containers of spirit filled races

Whether demons, spirits of ideals, thoughts one can not trust

We be the containers of such places

The truth is scary when you realize this waking up in the night with such a dream

Makes a person want to scream

Clint Siegle actual I was hoping to be evil.. look minions if I am suppose to be good lets us try some minion work. to begin with with Dr. Moon gone maybe I should decree mass marriages between people.. any minions want that sign up.. yes and of course you will have to pay for the paperwork etc.. but I promise an happily every after bhahahahha.. yes happy.. of course that course minions is free to you.. first you must get up look at each other and laugh for 5 minutes together.. not at each other but with each other.. but for the second tape well that is 19.99 plus.

“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”

― Dr. Seuss

August 28, 2013 ·

Dear Friends: I wish I could write you those seven or eight hundred words that would put you in stitches that have been asked for, but I know only six hundred. Then too there are other reasons. For one thing I have been having frustrating time with my government. I planed to let them handle policy in the high hopes that a Noble Peace Prize person would be well for peace not war. Well, 5 years have passed and Cuba still has prisoners, and in all that time not less war has come but we have hung our selves with more Libya, Egypt, and now Syria and possibility of Iran. Deep in despair I went to search for meaning explanation of the situations at hand and found the end of times, and the end of reason. Years ago I asked myself what would I do. Pray. yes. Seems logical that is all I can do other then hope. Call my senator and ask him why is the constitution being worked around war is the bombardment of a nation Syria has a republic and if shelled has the right to defend itself. Thus an act of war and one that congress should have to vote on. Gassing people is wrong. But feeding people is right. Instead of weapons feed both sides till their fat and laxy. Why must each country be unstable and not working just because of change. Allow transition allow a truce. Take care of yourself. Regards, Clinton Tracy Siegle

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Clint Siegle “He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.”

― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

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Clint Siegle Having solved all the major mathematical, physical, chemical, biological, sociological, philosophical, etymological, meteorological and psychological problems of the Universe except for his own, three times over, [Marvin] was severely stuck for something to do, and had taken up composing short dolorous ditties of no tone, or indeed tune. The latest one was a lullaby.

Marvin droned,

Now the world has gone to bed,

Darkness won't engulf my head,

I can see in infrared,

How I hate the night.

He paused to gather the artistic and emotional strength to tackle the next verse.

Now I lay me down to sleep,

Try to count electric sheep,

Sweet dream wishes you can keep,

How I hate the night.”

― Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

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Clint Siegle “Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.

Life is beauty, admire it.

Life is a dream, realize it.

Life is a challenge, meet it.

Life is a duty, complete it.

Life is a game, play it.

Life is a promise, fulfill it.

Life is sorrow, overcome it.

Life is a song, sing it.

Life is a struggle, accept it.

Life is a tragedy, confront it.

Life is an adventure, dare it.

Life is luck, make it.

Life is too precious, do not destroy it.

Life is life, fight for it.”

― Mother Teresa

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Charles S. Shepherd III Clinton when did you become such a fan of philosophy, when I met you, you were a Democrat!!! Brown Suits and Shoes?

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Clint Siegle Actually I am liberal working at a defense of the nation. I believe that the world is a wonderful peaceful place and that people are good. I know I have blewn it a few times myself but in general life is philosophy. Meaning I have a hole n my right leg 15 by 3 by 2.5 inches that allowed me to think some. Not much note but some. I need to retry and redo something big in my life before it is over. I am trying to pay my bills, etc. Humor power in Michigan again says I ower them money for places I have not done anything with since 08. They filed they paper work July 2013. Makes me want to dream again. Of other things and Ideas and ideology would help the world. Like no killing in Syria, or Burma or anywhere, and feed the people till they are fat and want to discuss life in general instead of fight. war is over rated at times for settling arguments. Anyway 7209893550 when you have the time call.

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 It has been said that a smile adds a lot to your face value Pirate writer and poet with passion to make life come alive. Looking for a great place to eat after escaping an ole folks home. This is who I am career wise  My passion for reading, has started me writing some fair stories which I am sharing, I am that I am quiet and usually ask to help where and when needed or not. Here I have been eating with a few people that have hard time feeding themselves to ensure that they get food, and at least a sandwich in their hands to munch on. My dream is to be in love forever and hold someone close to me.

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Clint Siegle But of course what else would a pirate be... amazing an modest to the extent that I will take tips on writing poetry, and piracy.. any which I would like to get better at..my plan in composing a better letter was to invite you and everyone to retire from life and come to live with me in Salt Lake City or the lake in my canoe. However, that was based on my firm belief that I was going to win first prize of 400 million in the lottery the other night. Well, to make a long story short, I was nosed out and it is my sad duty now to tell everyone that you will have to make the trip on your own and pay me to stay so I can afford my light bills. A few weeks without a paycheck makes one weak and anxious to say the least.

June 23rd I went to the doctor’s office. They stated I should exercise. I went to the gold's gym signed up that very day and caught bacteria from their gym floor that caused/ate the flesh to my ankle bone by causing the flesh to die. I spent July in the hospital losing 33 pounds from vomiting, diarrhea caused by acid re flux disease; August I was placed in the old folk’s home. Therein I kept saying hello to people in the rooms around me only not to see them the next day. They stuck me in the hospice wing. Kind of blew my mind and well yes I need help with English, but I am still working my way back from that issues.

Loss my feelings for a while this year January

Gained thankfulness due to missing a car accident this year February

Gained a new year of age this year March

Gained appreciation to all those that were with me this year April

Loss my attitude this year May

Loss my family for a time this year June

Loss part of my leg this year July

Gained acid re flux disease this year August

Gained sometime with my Family this year September

Loss my employment this year October

Gained a new appreciation of my ears due to loss of hearing this November

Gained a new understanding of my mother this year December

DREAM

Being a pirate is not all that the career is cracked up to be. Ender was seated at his table at his favorite watering hole- the Cafe Chi. The Black Skimmer was being overhauled. When in walked a person a lady of a different color. She was a fairy that had visited Ender in a prior story told back in 2009. The fairy was wandering toward the table and sat down right next to Ender. Ender just smiled and poured some rum into his black tea. He was polite. He asked polite tea my dear. And thus the story begins tonight. Her name was Ayana. She had been a child along time ago. Changed into a fairy due to a mishap between Ender and the sea witch who had turned the child Ayana into a fairy by accident. Anyway she spoke. Evidently her sister Ashanty had been captured by the mermaids and was being treated badly in the castle in the sea. Her tearful felt story made the rum soaked pirate cry a tear or two. Maybe it was the fairy speak or a magic. Ender was ready to do what is nice to do.

September and October on short term disability at home I could not walk well, and could not sit for long periods of time nor drive. My wife and kids came home in September. October I got off disability and the company I was working for laid me off on that same-day October 10th.

As for my family, my wife is better. I think she just meant nearly every other month.

Stress- I think almost dying, losing a lot of weight, and being laid off has taken a lot out of me.

Dear Friends: I wish I could write you those seven or eight hundred words that would put you in stitches that have been asked for, but I know only six hundred. Then too there are other reasons. For one thing I have been having frustrating time with my government. I planed to let them handle policy in the high hopes that a Noble Peace Prize person would be well for peace not war. Well, 5 years have passed and Cuba still has prisoners, and in all that time not less war has come but we have hung our selves with more Libya, Egypt, and now Syria and possibility of Iran. Deep in despair I went to search for meaning explanation of the situations at hand and found the end of times, and the end of reason. Years ago I asked myself what would I do. Pray. yes. Seems logical that is all I can do other then hope. Call my senator and ask him why is the constitution being worked around war is the bombardment of a nation Syria has a republic and if shelled has the right to defend itself. Thus an act of war and one that congress should have to vote on. Gassing people is wrong. But feeding people is right. Instead of weapons feed both sides till their fat and laxy. Why must each country be unstable and not working just because of change. Allow transition allow a truce. Take care of yourself. Regards, Clinton Tracy Siegle

Well not safe in Utah. I have a bullet hole in my bathroom wall less than two hours old news. Kids, and family are safe. But that is just un-nerving and well not what I would expect from a safe place in Salt Lake City.

or on again off again switch... pirate story.. so there Ender was looking at a glass of white wine trying to decide was it right to down it or swirl and sip... that is a problematic state for pirates trying to flee ... a classic swirl and sip or gulp and run...

So zip guns are easy to make and evidently easy to fire into someone bathroom. Neighbor was using his outdoor closet to manufacture zip guns. Evidently one of them went off and thus the 9 mm hole in my bathroom wall. Kinds, wife and myself all were home. Case number 13-145659 B Durr 251 just in case I lose the piece of paper. Scary to live in one of the safest places in the world and have two holes in the wall from a interesting gun. Salt Lake City is no longer safe. Humor I guess time to start looking for someplace else. police number is 801 743 7000 no calling 911 per message on answering machine

Work front: I have had 24 Anyway, news here 26 interviews, four contracts signed awaiting my time with a medicare part c telesales person position which I quit. Evidently, I am now partially deaf in my right ear. I never a good talker to begin with but a lady in South Dakota yelling at me for say in 39.9 versus her hearing 69 dollar lead me to believe I should try something else. I thus accepted the first offer of a job consulting for the Fountain group in Florida. I told you about having spent money to make money I did not even break even. What a life there. Trying to break even this month of January. . When the budget gets signed. While waiting, I am writing sad thoughts, etc..... what do you think of this  I know it is not smart. However, sometimes life is not as it should be. Much of my life has been that way. I understand my story is hard to follow. interviews and four offers, only to be told awaiting funding due to the government not releasing contracts to Lockheed, Honeywell, Oceanonics, and a small consulting firm. This Monday instead of waiting unemployment, I toke a temp job at a call center for selling Part C insurance. It should be interesting.

DREAM

Death was a new angel that challenged the Creator

His challenge I have no idea why

but the story I heard

is the following:

Job was to be the person taking the place of Abraham for the gentiles.

The Creator looked out and said have you challenged my friend Job

And with that Job earned his reward known through out the ages

The Creator was betting that a good man could survey.

The angel death toke all his stuff, his children, and his friends.

The angel death said let me take his health and wola the Creator said okay.

What did I learn from this story.

That all we are; are pawns or betting chips in a game not seen by gentles

Humor how this makes me feel that everything I do here is a game

Welcome to learning you are just an avatar

That nothing we do matters to us

That the Creator sees us to go good or evil

That the challenge is something worth betting or not

Angel called death toke one third of the angels that day in his flight fight with the Creator

Why is this rebellion happen this way

I don’t understand nor care

The story however ha something moral to say

The angel death wants to destroy the race of Adam it seems

Why I have neither idea nor care

The story however brings a question about Islam in general

The whole Koran is based on an angel talking to a prophet who does not change his ways to good. According to his own words he

"Muhammad is a narcissist, a pedophile, a mass murderer,

a terrorist, a misogynist, a lecher, a cult leader, a madman

a rapist, a torturer, an assassin and a looter."

Former Muslim Ali Sina offered $50,000 to anyone

who could prove otherwise based on Islamic texts.

The reward has gone unclaimed

This makes sense that an angel did speak with him

It makes sense that someone that might not be completely good made this all up

God watches to your ways

Change during today

God is here today

Change what you say

God hears what you say

Change your heart to be kind

God’s mercy is kind

Change your heart to love

God’s mercy is love

Change your fait to belief

God sees your actions as belief

Change the end is near

God is near

Thank you for reading my emails and keeping in contact. I appreciate our friendship.

for those that have time. pray for me. Lost my left foot on Sunday. My job on Monday, and part of my leg on wednesday.. the year 2014 and tend the pirate story goes like this.. Monday started work in Malbororo Mass. Was told to go home because they were not ready for me, till Wednesday. Came back Wednesday told to come in Thursday. told to no come in Friday. Mty stomach can not handle this and started vomiting, everything on Friday, Saturday I see a black spot- in fly home and lose my foot 3 am iMonday night

There I was again in a situation of sugar and flour making. Diabetes, a sickness what a way to go a left foot. It started that Feb 24th day. I went to work for the first day. Just to be told to go home with merely seven hours worth of work. And not come back until noon Wednesday. Paid hotel, car, and flight not being paid for what a life to live. That Wednesday after 11 calls still no software installed told to come in Thursday with potential no work on Friday. That Thursday I start throwing up. Vomiting water, and everything. Friday same. Saturday I find a spot on my foot similar to what I had back in June when I lost the skin to my ankle.

February 18

I miss you Grandma Shattuck, Grandma Jessie, Grand Emma, Grandpa Siegle, Grandpa Haman, Great Grandpa Haman, Aunt Rosie, uncle Cal, cousin Mat, Cousin Mark, Uncle Mickey, aunt Louise, aunt Adeline, cousin Mat, friend Wayne, friend Jon, Mr. Carlson, and a few others. The world is sure to be an interesting place without you folks. I hope to see you again.. peace.. I do not share my thoughts because I think it will change the minds of people who think differently. I share my thoughts to show the people who already think like me that they are not alone.

The story of threes... you have heard it. The accident happened then another and a third just for the kicks of it. You have to be ready for anything. I do not know what I am, but I have survived again. The third attempt I survived or is there more. What happens next... that is the story... right leg, left foot gone, hearing almost gone, humor how a person trying to kill me with a zip gun attempted murder, and well, the world is out to get someone. However, why this life was to be a bookworm. What could I have done? Alternatively, It could have been... that is a question I do not understand... seated here I realize I should have taken a left corner instead of a right. I would have been next to there... that make no sense... perhaps try something else... a book an author... a poet maybe ... I tried a bit perchance I could have been a marine... Or stand against the odds... how I would catch to work against the dragons... what is life like what to say what to do... the tale of Ender the pirate most know... Welcome back to the presentation of how the world is nowadays...

There is an Almighty that I know .. I knew of him for a while. He is great and terrible his world is not that which I would be a choice for this life.

I do know that his domain is coming closer. Ceres or Nebular or somewhere else where is Heaven and then that makes there a hell. What will happen? The wars, the peace called by everyone but fulfilled by none. Earthquakes in diverse places, volcano, wars, the world is coming apart per verses in the Bible. Why? What purpose? If the end is known why play the game?

That is the question- is there an alternative world or domain or universe? Is hell the outcome for all those that are not proper or wanting to be right? That is weird about the questioning...

Dreams are often the way of life. Thank the creator for obamacare forcing me to purchase health insurance February prior to losing my left foot due to poor judgment.

I went to work for Raytheon on Feb 24th they sent me home with only seven hours of work and told me not to report back till Wednesday noon. Rationale they could not install Microsoft Project 2007. Noon Wednesday still no installation. They said come in Thursday and if no installation do not come in Friday. I went in after 11 more calls that day along with the 20 or so calls prior nothing. I went home Thursday and started throwing up violently. I thought acid reflux disease.

DREAM

Sometimes I sit quietly and wonder why I am not in a mental asylum. Then I take a good look around at everyone and realize... maybe I already am.

In deciding to be evil as a profession I have to find support so I am turning to a major sponsor the US government. I figure if I paid into them a quarter of a million over 13% taxes plus employer 13% over the years. Maybe a grant or social security can help me out. So I am looking for new ideas after taking my advice from Ms. West. "When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I've never tried before." -- Mae West. So I am looking for a bad deed to do. Any decisions will have to be cartoonish in nature. Of course there will be a well. Which is a deep hole in the rural backyard? Well hello there you look like a bad decision. What evil to do.. Well, minions we will have to meet at midnight hour which makes it more evill.. Well, if you excuse me, tonight’s bad decisions are not going to be made by themselves.

An author that is right I shall write a world changing book and people will pay me money.. Then I will use said money to buy .. wait for it folks. The seven seas..

Yes:

Introduction to book:

Staring at the spaceship in Texas desert makes one realize that life is short. Play hard for all that is known was about to be changed both intellectually and economically from oil base economy to religious ideology on that made us. The year 2015 a water world Ceres was passing earth when a spacecraft landed in Texas. The race known as Fae or Fairy were here to pick up their cousins who had been living underground, and on a different wave length, the entire span of humans had been on earth. Their energy being phased just a little out of the eyesight of humans made their entire culture a mystery, and in truth only the myths told about those stories that had escaped into the common knowledge of man. Anyway, their spacecraft landing made no news anywhere due to the government. The government tried to hush the experience up. Blanketing the whole of Texas with thunderstorms, sending men in black to change the minds of the residents and blacking out the media. However, a few people escaped those men in black. Their stories appearing on Facebook made those not interested think that what happens in Texas needs to stay in Texas. This is a tale of one of those people that was not from Texas but is stuck on a fracking rig close to a fairy ring. What happened there was something to behold. The equipment is destroyed in the wildest ways. The fairy coming right out of the hill twisted the metal into an odd like demon structure. The employees tried to run but were changed into bugs.

This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1700s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.

No one loss all the time Warren Oates sonnet failure

Not again nice seeing you friend

Failure I see you have looked me up again

This time I am told I can not write again

Humor I wrote more than usual again

Only to fail yet again

Usually this is not something that bothers me again

I can fail and succeed at something else again

But I am tired alone and life is not laughter, nor loved again

Failure nice visiting me again

I wonder did you have to bring your friends

Sadness, hate, death to a new position yet again

I am familiar with all of you through out the years

I have more friends in the ground then above; I have hatred for those above

I have seen sadness so often I think you must be a friend again

Three partially blinded pirates looking into there ship could only find a can of beans. The beans of course were rotten and caused them to poop and they pooped allot. They each lost an eye to see a map that only they could see in thirds. The treasure of course was worth more than an eye to each of them. The rationale could be anything, who knows why man does things for money or greed or just for a chance for an opportunity to better ones self. Money makes funny bedfellows and changes a man reason. Anyways each could store only so much of the map and drew it on parts of their bodies and each others as tattoos. Entered the bold and brave Ender the Pirate to the story. He was welling and dealing in Café Shi when the three stumble in from their ship to gather a crew and drink a little prior to setting sail for their treasure of what and what nots.

DREAM

The Chinese being smart built their bunker at the bottom of their dam. Figuring that a bunker fortress would protect them from the zombie virus unleashed upon the 50000 pet owners that were specified winners in a law suit for their pets. That and the played several other games at once. Taking out the internet via electrical smart bombs, they were able to short all the oil in the world in august then buy it up for a song... Without legal rights the US and Europe played right into their hand in giving Taiwan back to mainland China. The problem was the virus mutated and the anti virus did not work. And of course killing them with head shots only worked for so long till the military was overwhelmed by their own dead. The world is changed. Humor, how the world is going on. Foreigners are what aliens are here in the USA. I can see myself greeting the first aliens. They become hostile and my statement is surrender, you are surrounded by the republic of the United States. Hand over your women and intellectuals. Or prepared to be destroyed. You are only hundreds of thousands the republic is millions. I can see the giants from Norse religions laughing. I can see the zombies from the Africa virus wandering down the road...Umm... if you have not noticed there is a lack of web posts about UFOs, etc... That is because someone has started deleting them on the net. Weird and wandering why the conscience mind starts to think... They or whoever that is doing this is starting to get the world to think or change from accepting an invasion of earth. AS a citizen of the republic of the USA- I find this humorous. Giants die just as humans. The weird question is these giants the ones from the Norse religion or Israel both of which talk about the sons of G##s walking the earth. Humor... The beginning of the Jewish oral tradition even states that Adam had a suit that made every man and beast to obey him. And that it provided him with a long life. 970 years to be exact. Wondrous when the Bible says that the next time creator is in the area he will be with use for a thousand years. I mean could that just mean all our tailors are just replaced with a suit like Adams? Would that not be kick short sears, Kmart, anything with appeal? Anyways the suit went to Nimrod according to what I have read told that the book of knowledge was also given which perished in a fire within the past 120 years. What would that have done to change the course of man nature if only we would have been good. Saw superman the movie… message be good. Pascal was right you know.. if there is a chance 1 and versus a billion. Take the 1 because being good does not create pain.. and the chance that the billion provides a bit of fun really wont matter in the long run because evil does not build a world but destroys it.

DREAM

Ender the pirate walking through a bar and while he was strutting he realized a sense of shame coming over out the happiness of his profession. As a young man, Ender realized he was not equipped to deal with the world as most people through family and friends. He made books his family and animals his friends. His life was filled with pain and terror from others not secure within. His cries were not heard nor cared for by another. A thought kept him alive to a future a dream within. I shall do better I shall be better within. A prayer to the almighty was to begin. Lord forgives me a pirate within. Forgive my judging others for their meanest to me and my other sins. Bitterness within made him a pirate within. For singing and tale telling was his gift from within. For without his loss of employment, his left foot, partial hearing, and nerves were at an end. He awoke as a pirate from his dream and begin again to work on his disability claim to ensure his family had food, and shelter another time.

DREAM

One day.

memories of you will be all the same

what will you be remembered for

taking a stand of standing around

To take a stand means you might not be liked

versus standing around

To care, live, love, laugh and make a difference in this world

Or will you be remembered for hanging around

To stand bold and hold your own

Or to allow evil run through your world

Evil is evil and shame is shame

What will you be remembered for your game

Is life but a game

Let us read an observation of Job

He was to be the Abraham of the gentiles

The game

A bet he could survive a challenge of death, Satan an angel fallen grace

What is he known for

losing everything

children and things

how is this right

on is this correct in day light

we are all avatars for a creator

Scary is that sounds what game are you playing

What life will be yours

Stand bold

Be good for that is all there is in the end

You can be remembered to be great and good

or just standing around

 

I heard the paster of the office at the white whouse the other day

Preach

What is happen to this world

Evil is shame

Shame is evil

How can this be that evil is allowed

Laughter is killed by evil

Love is murdered by evil

Life is killed by evil

Scared is shame and evil

Evil is shame

how can Syria be paid billions to kill each other

That is evil and shame

Shame on the rulers paying for death

Instead of using the money for charity

Instead of employing people

Shame indeed

Shame on those people

Change to God

Change your ways

God watches to your ways

Change during today

God is here today

Change what you say

God hears what you say

Change your heart to be kind

God’s mercy is kind

Change your heart to love

God’s mercy is love

Change your fait to belief

God sees your actions as belief

Change the end is near

God is near

DREAM

That is enough to bring back memories of the long past. I could see things I should not have to see. I could feel things I should not have to feel. I was told things I should not have to deal with at any age unless I cared.

That was just it I cared, but I did not want to hear such things. Humor the sad part not being able to sleep at night because of such things.

I heard the other day about this is this and that is that. I prayed protect me and my family from this is this and that is that. I warned people about that and this but to no avail about those things. Those evil and ugly things.

The dream told more of these things. The dream told me about my future day and things. The spirit realm isall around us. As in most thngs. Angels create, destroy and build new things. The details are given by the Lord of Host and Creator of things. I believed he had the power of all things. But he to has to ask about certain things. Example he told the earth to bring forth fruits and tree things. The earth did but not way the Creator expected things. The trees were not eatable things. Humor if the earth can change things what is there for the angel to do the same thing? Humor who and how life is seen.

Anyway I saw evil and their things. I did not do well for I to have evil things. I am not well and suffered for those things. I pray that the Creator can forgive and forget those things. Anyway a poem for tonight I want to sleep among other things.

What if HARPA is a machine that can cause people to change and do evil things

What if the government is attacking their own people to do evil things

What if the government is stealing the FICA tax dollars to do other evil things

The question really is Tom Chancy books just imaginary

After seeing the footage of the storms in Ohio

I think not

After seeing the hatred in someplaces I think not

I believe in twenty years if they win the end is near so the world will have to change

Meaning I think good is lossing their game

Shame is shame

Syria be at peace

Pray for Syria peace

Evil is evil instead turn to peace

shame on a religion to cause such evil

The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of blessings; the inherent virtue of socialism is the equal sharing of miseries

Inherent vice of capitalism question is G?d one or not

The question asked innocently is met with a harsh reality

Looking towards the founders Abram had slaves meanings capital

Christ seemed to be for taxes pay unto Caesar what is Caesar capital

Buddha enlightenment seems to lend itself to capitalism at times sharing with the poor

Mohamed is differently a capitalist selling, stealing, and etc slaves capital there to

Socialism seems to come from a political party

National Socialist Party for an example

Truly evil incarnate on earth

Give away that which you can

for sharing is better then holding a can

live, love, laugh for this is imaginary in a can

love what we do to make a living if you can

what we give away is all we will hold in the end or can

laughter is all that is left for us that can

We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. Speech by Churchill

humor is something funny at times

reality is humorous at times

for what one would not like to happen to them happens, well no good times

either there is laughter or tears at that times

helpful thoughts and prayers is all that is left at times

what makes this world go around is prayers and help all the time

Japan is sinking an soon will be burning at times

Israel is plotting and causing tears in Syria today

USA needs to pray all the time today

For there is so many people hurting today

what is happening to the real world today

why is life not helpful today

evil is risen its head today

and there is no person this time

to safe us from today

Prayer for today

Help help help

There is no where to go today

No where to flee in this day and age

Scary this prophecy of this age

Cry for us everyone today

For the end is near today

DREAM

This is speculative poetry about the meaning of life and all that is for the human race

Around six thousand years ago there was a race

Between angels, demons, giants, and the human race

First there was Adam and Lilith which separated the races

Adam first chance did not agree with him at all in this race

Lilith ran away to where she was caught in the Dead Sea

There she was caught and seduced two angels of a different race

From there an agreement of death to some of her race

She agreed to a thousand a day dying each day

She agreed to wonder the earth seducing mankind race

Second wife speculation here was made by the Creator while Adam watched

She was made as grace and beauty she was mother of the fae race

Adam watching her be made rejected her kind of race

I speculate here that she was a pretty race

So Adam felt alone and was the human of his race

The Creator caused him to sleep one day

That day was the fall of the human race

The Creator toke from Adam a rib for his race

A hard and forceful creation for the human race

The Creator crafted Eve for the human race

The Creator did not allow Adam to see how she would create the human race

So Adam and Eve were the start of the human race

Speculative thoughts on the human race

So the two of them were in Heaven to start the race

Both Adam on side of the garden and Eve on the other side of the garden taking care of the place

When Eve’s two guardians left her alone in a guarded place

Now here is a back story seldom discussed about this place

The Son of the creator were angels of that place

If one reads how walled the Garden of Eden was in place

One might see a guarded place

The Creator created an angel so perfect and grand

That the angel challenged the Creator for a grand

The Creator threw down the said Son to this place

Along with a third of his race

There in this new place

The grand angel of Death toke its place

For you see Death is Satan name of a race

There this grand angel devised a ploy to trick Eve of the human race

He beguiled her through use of a serpent race

The serpent had been in charge of this Garden of Eden place

Both Adam and Eve had usurped the serpents place

So a fallen angel worked together with the serpent race

You see the fallen angel could not get into this Garden of Eden place

So he used the serpent to interface with Eve

He made her promise to fed Adam a fruit of that place

He made her think thoughts of evil were good for the place

So Eve toke a fruit from that place

Forced Adam through blasphemy to eat of that place

Now speculative here this was the beginning of the human race

The Creator seeing such a site gave a promise to that race

He would send a Messiah to save that race

For who should ever believe in him would be saved from the race

Now here is some fun about that race

The Messiah for the human race

Some say Jesus Christ saved the human race

His teaching though few still survive in place

Do unto others as you would have done unto yourself in this place

Speculative how is a question of race

Prior to Christ was Abraham of a special race

The Creator was with him for fifty years in a cave place

Abraham’s challenge to Nimrod destroyed the tower of Babel that evil place

From reading it is speculative that the tower reached two miles high in some place

The Lord destroyed a third by fire, the Creator drove the tower down by a third of the place

From that place came a few more interesting speculative races

Some of the people the Creator turned to monkey in places

Some of the people the Creator turned to ghost in places

What a weird dream one has in the end times and places

So questions to frame in this state of mind are places

 

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Once Ender was captured and taken aboard a very big ship that floated in the sky.. It was a trick of course. The grand scheme of things this outpost of a world held nothing of notice other then the latest world being built by the planet building ship called Paradise. There for some reason life was produced to hold on to souls from a garden called Eden. The whole of the game, if an opinion maybe expressed was to provide entertainment friendship and just something to do over the millions of years. The trick of course was the great light was given a chance to be greater, instead picked up on something Anderson and Anderson Company brought to the US. The idea of destruction often allows from the ruins something new to be built. Anyway at this lowly outpost a third of the angels decided to go along with the re destruction of perfection. They followed what some call Death, some call the power an angel of “light” that fell from heaven, some call the story malarkey.

Anyways, to start out there were 70 creatures created with two greater beings called Adam and Lilith http://www.straightdope.com/.../whats-the-story-on-lilith... being the heads of the group living on Paradise’s on-board garden Eden. If understood correctly this group split up. Lilith went to combine with death and his group created what is commonly called demons. While Adam being alone watched as G8d created another woman in front of him. Upon seeing the creation process he did not want his woman. If legends be read incorrectly which most are this woman became the mother of faire folks. Meaning she ate of the tree of life, but not of the forbidden fruit. Making her forever young and her offspring numerous up to the point of the great sin.

There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones. Time shift to a similar person but in a different time zone.

This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1500s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.

Be careful not to hurt people, they can begin to love you less. The pain you cause can chisel their hearts, until there's nothing left."

A woman’s intuition is more accurate than a man’s certainty.

Trust is like an eraser: it becomes smaller and smaller with every mistake.

If you ask me if I like your company my answer is YES, However, if you want to know if I can live without you, my answer is YES also.

It is better to be alone. Than being whit someone who makes makes you alone.

The heart does not die when it stops beating; dies when the heart beats no sense.

A wise woman avoids drama she knows her time is precious she doesn’t waste her time on trivial things.

You can never fall in love with someone whom you never laugh whit.

True friends are the ones who have nice things to say about you behind your back.

Hurt me whit the truth but never comfort me whit a lie.

I don’t have time to hate people who hate me, because I’m too busy loving people who love me.

When I love, I love with no limitations but if you betray me I love myself enough to let you go .*

Don’t hurt anyone. It only takes a few seconds to hurt people you love and it can take years to heal.

Fitness is like marriage you can’t cheat on it and expect it work.

A bad attitude is like flat tire you can’t go anywhere until you change it.

One of hardest things to do is letting go not because you want to but because you have to.

A broken promise hurts as much as a lie you don’t just make them believe, you also make them hope.

Life may not be the party we hoped for but while we are here, we might as well dance.

Real couples stay faithful they don’t even think about looking for another because they’re to busy looking for ways to show love to each other.

Never ignore a person that loves you cares you and miss you because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting stars.

Never waste your feelings on someone who doesn’t value them.

A woman’s intuition is more accurate than a man’s certainty.

Is sad to put an end to a chapter of life, but if you don’t, it is impossible to write more stories.

It might not be tonight, tomorrow or the next day, but everything is going to be okay.

Not everyone has the intelligence to conquer another, the wisdom to take care and imagination to love .

a person who is willing to do whatever it takes to put a smile on your face. worth keeping around

The storm was over only for a moment when the wind started to blow again and the breeze was high handed with the sail. The bear was busy eating honey that was just taken from the isle where long John Silver had buried a treasure still unfound with an x marking the spot. Honey is better then treasure when sailing a small ship in a big ocean with a captain singing sea shanties about how bears, ducks and pirate named Ender once were wanted by the admiral of the British Navy for taking their tea and bread.

Three partially blinded pirates looking into there ship could only find a can of beans. The beans of course were rotten and caused them to poop and they pooped allot. They each lost an eye to see a map that only they could see in thirds. The treasure of course was worth more than an eye to each of them. The rationale could be anything, who knows why man does things for money or greed or just for a chance for an opportunity to better ones self. Money makes funny bedfellows and changes a man reason. Anyways each could store only so much of the map and drew it on parts of their bodies and each others as tattoos. Entered the bold and brave Ender the Pirate to the story. He was welling and dealing in Café Shi when the three stumble in from their ship to gather a crew and drink a little prior to setting sail for their treasure of what and what nots.

There I was living another life again. My mind a fix to a focus of a book and the life within. The spirit given the chapters made me read faster and the character became dear. Till the end was near. I was gone again my mind off and into another book another life another place in time. chemistry is strange that way to live a moment in reality is to step outside a universe that is much bigger in the inside than the outside. Thus a library is the most holiest of places. For the universe is contained in there. What can be said. Someone person might read this so I will tell a tale to bring the soul to another place in time. To help those hurt in their mind. My eyes tear up just thinking about life. What a wondrous gift. To be. Or not to be. A jewish question about existence that the debated several hundred years. The end conclusion was that it would have been better not to exist. But since we exist to make the best or better world around us all the same. Dreaming like that start the clock.. This tale is easy Ender the pirate was sailing the ocean with the breeze to his back. Being on a sailing ship the Black Skimmer one would hope that .. The crew a bear a duck and recently added Chuck Cheese doll brought to life by the blue fae was sitting around the table eating pizza. When in walked a child of six or five a girl living life on a dime. Her father being a poor pirate at the time. Ender said what are you doing here girl. She just smiled and walked towards the mouse doll. ... Next chapter later..

For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both unglamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands..

The troll king was furious and sent the youth away to be imprisoned by those who could not read nor think for themselves. The troll king wanted people to think before the law of averages came true and a country would fall from within no invading army just a whimper of those willing to slay their own countrymen. The current politicians had laid out their plan carefully taking in the whole of the country. first the loss of liberty due to security form terrorist that they themselves invited in on college VISA and allowed to party in Vegas. Then they destroyed the economy by not paying their bills in a timely fashion causing those with less funding to loss what little they had.. Into this stepped the Claw and saw a chance to revive a dying republic a chance to make lovers of women for politics. For whom of them could resist an ideology of love? Their hearts needing something to dwell on as their lives were changing from law abiding citizens to political idealists who understood. If they did not make a stand.. Then their wondering kisses, and high heels would be banned by those worshipping a different creator those that wounded those of love with hate.

For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both unglamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands.. The troll king was furious and sent the youth away to be imprisoned by those who could not read nor think for themselves. The troll king wanted people to think before the law of averages came true and a country would fall from within no invading army just a whimper of those willing to slay their own countrymen. The current politicians had laid out their plan carefully taking in the whole of the country. First the loss of liberty due to security form terrorist that they themselves invited in on college VISA and allowed to party in Vegas. Then they destroyed the economy by not paying their bills in a timely fashion causing those with less funding to loss what little they had... Into this stepped the Claw and saw a chance to revive a dying republic a chance to make lovers of women for politics. For whom of them could resist an ideology of love? Their hearts needing something to dwell on as their lives were changing from law abiding citizens to political idealists who understood. If they did not make a stand... Then their wondering kisses and high heels would be banned by those worshipping a different creator those that wounded those of love with hate. Indivudals of that hate filled religion might be good but their laws on women as a whole and pirates make the whole issue in questionable alliance. Why would a republic change from good to evil? Why would they hurt or willing hurt their own people?

There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones. Time shift to a similar person but in a different time zone.

This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1500s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.

Be careful not to hurt people, they can begin to love you less. The pain you cause can chisel their hearts, until there's nothing left.

A time and a tale by ender the pirate that was no more... there I was sitting and drinking rum... not as much as it use to be... needed more music, and a good song something with jewels, naughty women, and a place where peace can come and visit for a time or two.. But to no a vast. Life was not meant for that experience to come about... just drinking and some loud noises from the window... quiet there wind... so .. To a tale... these day people are so bold in starting wars without money or coin, but for those that remember that is exactly why pirating was created for countries without coin to create limited liability companies for a nation to profit from war without having to fund the navy... hiccup... maybe that is exactly what is needed a self serving navy to protect Asia from itself, and provide commercial outlaying for larger war ships..

 

yes call your congressmen and ask that the navy be funded by some newly minted wealth person... privateering could save this country a fourth of a trillion dollars.. just think and the loot would be wonderful..

Dooms day prophecy from Ender the pirate...

1. Noah’s flood 2343 BC- earth heated up and the water sprang forth. http://www.abiblestudy.com/part2.html

2. Joseph’s drought 1743 BC- earth heated up again drought lasted seven years 128 / Reuben 43 / Simeon 42 / Levi 41 / Judah &38; Dan 40 / Naphtali, Issachar &38; Gad 39 / Asher & Zebulun 38 / Joseph 37 / Benjamin 31 / Manasseh 6 / Ephraim 2

3. Drought 40 AD- severity was such it was noted in history Source: extracted and paraphrased: Josephus: Complete Works; by Josephus (Joseph Ben Matthias), written shortly after 100 A.D., age abt. 63; translated by William Whiston, Pub. by Kregel Publications, © 1981, pp 389-392

4. 500 AD really bad- half of china ate the other half of china http://sites.google.com/.../drought-floods-famine-and...

5. 2011 drought again http://www.worldweatherpost.com/.../china-drought.../

6. Cycles happen and are forgotten- the earth is stepping outside the known galaxy a cycle which maybe for the next 7 to 12 years... the world will be heating up folks. Expectation volcanoes, droughts, and wars- rationale for war is during hot cycles wars occur more often due to the lack of food, water, resources… Thus the tale of ender the pirate

A penance is a replacement of actions from those that were evil for those that are good.

Or a way to show a change of heart or attitude towards the light from that of dark. Some say that all these actions does is show your intent and your insides.

Intent to change your life for the better and for hope of the every after. A Chance at heaven. Heaven a concept that all is right all is good. Can life like that be possible? Can existence exist without evil?

If so why? Why Why not heaven on earth? Peace PEace is cried out but nothing. But war and evil is given. Write all of good and great morals and character upholding what is right.

Well, Art is Art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.

Groucho Marx

Poetry is art.

I suppose I am an artist.

A poet with a cause

A poet who can not spells

And knows it

What is it that I know

I know the end is near

I can see that is clear

The end of what

Why this is this

And

That is that of course of art

Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies.

Groucho Marx

Politicians need some humor

descent humor

wild weird humor

someone that can actually add humor

maybe a mathematician humor

1-1=0 humor

where they can understand humor

17 days of paid vacation humor

or 100 million dollar vacation humor

or 1 billion for Syria death and rape which is not humor

or 3 billions to the Saudis for their oil humor

or paying the Chinese for their humor

or paying the north Koreans for their humor

maybe politicians do not have humor

that is the humorous thing abuot humor

A billion dollars could solve 10,000 people humor with 100,000 per humor

Counting just the vacation paid the politicians this is not humor

The democrats statement there is no more to be cut

I wonder

I can not have a vacation

I am working in the land of mickey

And no 134 dollar ticket for my vacation

Writing poetry is fine

Playing on line games easies the mind

Look ma I made top of the world-quote from some movie not sure any more

Look the world is not an easy place

In fact I am quite out of place

I use to have friendship

and

a friend

now I am alone

yet again

I was thinking of getting a dog

for outside of a book

a dog is a good friend

inside a dog

well it is to dark to read

a good book

paraphrase from Marx- I do not think it was Karl maybe Grucho but not Karl 
 

 

 

Smile, love, live for fun, be crazy for those are the most interesting people. Those who have funny tales to tell about being bonkers.. example Mad Hatter to Alice.. Am I bonkers? Alice replies why of course you are.. but let me tell you a secret all the best people are.

The journal of one time traveling pirate.. a foreward.. once upon a time, was a pirate named Ender or there about who sailed the seven seas on the ship the black skimmer. He sailed with a raccoon, a squirrel, a duck and a bear. They had just gotten a dragon the size of a lizard when this tale begins. You see a Time lord found the hopelessly lost captain searching for an item of power to resolve a insurance claim he meant to file because of his traveling arrangements were not according to a said advertised travel agent. He was promised a shot or a spot on the Rainbow Universe which means a mind transfer between people with similar lives, money, etc and the chance to restart a new. The issue you see was one of the hose minds had not really applied for the trip or ticket and had been thrown into the parallel universe without much comfort nor understanding of what was going on. Hei's first few weeks in silence he watched as things, which were not and that change did change or not. A mountain moved. A contentment moved, and a few people he tried to talk to only a psychic and a Secientligist would listen to him. His friends abandoned him to his trip though the parallel universe. The raccoon was the first to go finding a wonderful isle to play with bread and such. The quarrel was the next and lizard got off on the same spot. The bear was he only one left the duck having flown he coops. Thus Ender the pirate and the bear were spirally through parallel universes one day at a time. Finding that what is and was and whatever was said had been done somewhere some how within the confines of great minds. Did that make them deities? Did the deities that ruled the earth realize they were nothing but power hungry? The travels begin to have some fun. The pirate became an adventurer instead of a pirate. write strange stories across the parallel universe making people think. A Deity that would kick a person out of his home because he ate a fig and shortened his life along with taking away his job is kind of excess for eating a fig. the actual question then is the deity real or just someone who lives longer than most? With time, does your mind realize what is going on. Why I was not home, while being at home? First off, Billings Montana changed a lot. My world five movie theaters five bookstores, now only 1 movie theater plus a new one somewhere in the west. Bookstores Barnes and Nobles still stands. However, all others are gone. I did find two new used bookstores, meaning if they were in my world, I would have been in them prior to this visit. Bolivia Mountain that I am tracking is at the moment the way off to the, what I thought was south... at present I am not sure. Direction wise I think the world has turned a bit. Changes noticed the most notable paint and industrial changes. The telofairco has two new posts, and paint either everyone has gone white color or red and blue are no longer for painting homes. Gained 300 million people between May 15 and now... http://www.worldometers.info/world-population/planet showed 7.2 billion June 14  https://theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multiverse  
 

 

An attempt to put into minds.. failure.. or success depends on how you read thee story.. https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/journal-with-out-periods-or-slashes-because-blogs-evidently-1028661834468573184

 

The world was not always this way. However, every fifteen hundred years the planets would be alien with the galaxy which was being crashed into the Milky Way. Few people knew and even cared that which was happening. Earthmoving the Jews from Egypt... Their assumption was a golden calf which was represented by the planet or star with the planet splashing lights against the earth's atmosphere. The Jews knew about it or the idea even though their concept was a bit different from this story. Their ideology was that the cycle of reality was to happen seven times and then dubious. The debatable is the crash which I am speaking about. For you see most galaxy does not crash into one another. Their orbits’ spin to direction in a vast space that no one really cared. Nevertheless, that leaves or leads the story into a different path then the one which I am to tell. You see at the very edge of the galaxy was a planet which was significant only to a few trillion species of which if evolution is correct, the greatest was a worm. Figuratively, the top animal or advance organism that gets to eat everything was considered to be the top of their pyramid. Some would argue that bacteria or viruses. However, just for this story complexity the worm gets to eat all while the bacteria then get to eat the worm. So life was not as complex as expected. Back to the alignment of planets. The farthest edges of the galaxy bring the first to contact each other galaxy a shift had concurred in the planet alignment which in galaxy Milky Way, one day was equating to about 1, 0000 years of the rotation of earth around the star. Every 1.4 days a planet from the other galaxy would float close planet earth and well weird and wild events would happen to the planets. Example currently hurricanes the size of Texas on Saturn. Prior history tells of a flood called Noah's flood, then to the Jews Joseph's drought which ends. However, the planets' influences do not end until Moses. The Jews could see the planet's sun making lights like a golden calf which they built a model of for themselves to worship for their redemption. The last time this planet passed was a collapsed of Rome, half of China ate the other half of China due to starvation. That brings the story to date with the influence of planet having Saturn creating a hurricane the size of Texas... Size wise speculation on the future of trillions of individuals on an inner planet called locally by the inhabitant’s earth was in question. The Jews believing this to be either the third or seventh cycle prior to the big crash some three hundred thousand years in the future of the two galaxy were awaiting a spiritual messiah who would make them rule the future and all would be their slaves. While the Muslims one sect believed that, their prophet would send them into a different galaxy as well. The Christians being confused seemed not to understand their tales also. For looking into it Christ being a Jew spoke to a gentile who actually followed Jewish law a Samaritan telling her she did not even know what she was doing. Seemingly, this would mean that Christianity was a hoax brought by a man called Saul, who changed his name to Paul because of his hatred of the ideology of Christ, which was corrupting his religion. Thus for most Christians their faith was one thing while what was to happen to them well. That goes back to the story. Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The timeframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going. You see the tale of the serpent and Eve only told partially the tale. Satan or Death or one of the other thirteen names known currently to the author was unable to enter the garden of Eden. But the serpent was able to stand outside the wall and with his long neck trail to Eve’s location to talk with her. The dragons voice with an angel tongue was beguiling to her. Humor punishment of death because liars win and honest people lose. Interesting that is the tale that is being told. For punishment death, work, and labor because Adam was unable to give up a woman. There were two prior to her. Lilith the first woman which was cut from the spine of Adam. The backs of Adam and Lilith being together made an awesome sight and pictures are hard to come by. Evidently she was tired of Adam and desired more in creation. She ate of the tree of life and not of tree of knowledge allowing her to survive to this day as the queen of demons. The second woman made while Adam watched is speculative by some say she is the queen of the fairies and that her realm was still of energy so that her realm and reality as we human know it come together evry mid summer eve and if you are in the right fairy ring you can watch the fairie king in the mad hunt for those humans caught in that location. The third was Eve taken as a rib from Adam. The tale is even more interesting as to what Adam knew and allowed. According to some he knew everything to come as well as the past.

https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/piracy-was-not-the-trade-i-was-going-into-however-one-does-n-1030134220119789568

The crew of the Black Skimmer which was the flag ship of the Talon crew was fierce. There was a bear, cat, raccoon, and a duck along with the feared leader Ender the pirate, who imagination and rum recently started out to enlarge the crew with a little dragon.. again for those in the know she was a lizard that could talk.. but that was not here or there. For Ender Talon the claw had formed an alliance of sorts with rum soaked pirates who drink their weight in rum and sung songs that made the cats yell in the night..

Loss so profound no one even knows my name

opens your eyes I am disorientated in time and space 

senseless Clinton your name is Clint

space time traveler is such a silly venture

so fathomless is the loss no one notwithstanding knows my name

open your mind to the reality of no time or space

poet misplaced through time and space 

reality changing day by day 

open your eyes; I am a lost one in space

found that reality is nothing to time

open your eyes to reality of lost in space

unique are those suffering the Mandela effect in time

not nice to be a closed time curved loop traveler this time

doubt me all you want; I still know my name.  
 

Epstein's Island has a structure that is closely related to the Rosh Pina - Rosh (head in jewish) Pina (penis in jewish ) = capstone - a Freemason Structure traced back to Turkey.

Mini Intro:

The Jews* idea of the Messianic Age can be brought about if the Jews are either perfectly Righteous or perfectly Evil; and since the Jews can not be perfectly Righteous they turned to be perfectly Evil, according to the Sabbateans.

The Sabbateans were a variety of followers of disciples and believers in Sabbatai Zevi (1626–1676), a Jewish rabbi who was proclaimed to be the Jewish Messiah in 1666 by Nathan of Gaza. This "cult" went against all of Gods commandments: thou shall not commit adultery, incest, orgies, and perversions alike, in order to usher in the Perfectly Evil Messianic Age, and force the Messiah to bring the rapture.

The Sabbateans still exist, in Turkey as the Dönmeh=Fez. Sabbatai Sevi's who started the Sabbateans converted to Muslim after being captured (or was it a psyop?), so this is why Islam is influenced and holds Sabbatean sexual perversions as traditions i.e. marrying children. [Desert religions allowed child brides as trade for livestock, wool, gold, jewels during the Silk Road Era]

Jacob Frank began even a more extreme version of the Sabbateans and began the Frankist movement and maybe or is it possible Frankenstien could be the amalgamation of both Frankist and Sabbateans mindsets together - just a wild thought.

Jacob Frank was an 18th-century Lithuanian-Jewish religious leader born in Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth who claimed to be the reincarnation of the self-proclaimed messiah Sabbatai Zevi (1626–1676) and also of the biblical patriarch Jacob. The Jewish authorities in Poland excommunicated Frank and his followers due to his heretical doctrines that included deification of himself as a part of a trinity and other controversial concepts such as neo-Carpocratian "purification through transgression" = PURELY EVIL aspect of ushering in the Messianic Age in which he intentionally violated moral and religious norms.

Frank arguably created a new religion, now referred to as Frankism, which incorporated some aspects of Christianity into Judaism. Later he converted to Christianity, again we see how the influence of the Frankist is infiltrated into Christianity. Frank's baptismal name was "Joseph" (Józef). In the course of one year more than 500 individuals were converted to Christianity at Lwów, and nearly a thousand in the following year. By 1790, 26,000 Jews were recorded baptised in Poland.

Accompanied by his daughter, Frank repeatedly traveled to Vienna, and succeeded in gaining the favor of the court. Maria Theresa regarded him as a disseminator of Christianity among the Jews, and it is even said that Joseph II was favorably inclined to the young Eve Frank. Ultimately Frank was deemed unmanageable and he was obliged to leave Austria. He moved with his daughter and his retinue to Offenbach, in Germany, where he assumed the title of "Baron of Offenbach," and lived as a wealthy nobleman, receiving financial support from his Polish and Moravian followers, who made frequent pilgrimages to Offenbach. On the death of Frank in 1791, Eve became the "holy mistress."

Source: Scholem, Gershom. "'Shabtai Zvi' and 'Jacob Frank and the Frankists'". Encyclopaedia Judaica (CD-ROM ed.). Archived from the original on January 16, 2009. Retrieved 2009-05-13.

The inset image is smaller replica of the Bohemian Grove Owl

whose Club motto is "Weaving Spiders Come Not Here"

[ networks, hopi warriors? ]

*Jews in this context refers to Zionist Jews

Tales be told. Tale be bold. Ender the Claw was sipping tea again at Cafe Shi humming a local song about beauty and why society can be comfortable with this is this or that is that. When the regional communist party leader decided to ask for some help with pirates in the area. Now, one must understand Ender or the Claw was a privateer with a letter of writs from Germany, England, US of Confederce, and a small island name Bob. Being interested he asked for a letter of writs and places and locations of said pirating activity along rewards and such. To be honest the Claw was into collecting letters.

With that information and his local bear as the enforcer of went with the crew a duck, bear and squirrel. The bear and squirrel were part of the old crew while the new duck was a Chinese spy. The senile duck official death was marked washed overboard. However, one can read it here. 
 

Ah cafe shi... how is the tea... I am signing up crew for a broad tea party ship venture towards some lonely space between here and there and back again to there from here. To those that want passage or stuff from said here to there just sign the list and off we go on a grand adventure with... Ender the pirate as cook... The captain duck is or was misplaced, however I do believe I still have a bear i.e. teddy bear crewing on the black skimmer.

nder the pirate and I were visiting today.

"You ever do something real stupid? This conversation happening over tea at cafe shi; a tea party is so liberating at times; so I reply

"Why yes... just recently I sent an email that will cause problems... Ender stirring his tea

"Humor, an email a letter nothing kinky nothing a shade of grey would not cure?

Thinking... "No, I say "I was a good boy for a reason when I was a child...

“And now I am a good boy because I have children...

“So I guess what freaks me out the most is how close I was to becoming more evil

Ender just laughs for a moment:-- your nick names the ghost, big foot, etc through grade and high school years... and yet not even a good story?

"I guess I will have to wait till the end of life.... by then of course I suppose I will be afread of death sneaking up on me doing something stupid..

"so maybe I will just die with what little evil I have already done...

“Just a whist away from being mean…

“Ah says Ender “a true believer almost fooled by his own heart…

“Would you say your heart is evil?

Just at that moment a cannon ball flew through the room… not launched by a cannon, but by the bear of the black skimmer…

Ender the pirate awaits setting sail with the black skimmer just north of cafe shi. All the tea in the world could be on board that boat and it would still make just escaping the wicked witch of bolivia just that much more fun.. to leave and never to be hurt again by a person that said this is this and then change to hurt you ever chance she could.. forget love.. all i want is peace and a good meal.. what a world one waits for a writer is expected to write about ghost, zombies, or love.. not pirates trying to escape their hearts stupidity.. waiting waiting as if the tap at the end of the bar would fill up a nice cloudy draft beer instead of green tea this pirate waits, the romance of this life has been played out. Draining the tea of life the eyes cloud over only to reveal a wild engery grom the dead pirates lonely heart...

Patient walking through the room.... subject one dash one dash one- provided experiment mel-1-1-1- induced sleep in 1, 2, and-- personality change expected within.. Wide awake the patient eyes flutter open... The conversation is hard to hear- what the is the expression on face... cafe Shi- order of black tea, please... personality ender the pirate connected report- "why yes of course" statement to no on in the room..

mel 1-1-1 was working but to what extent was the question. The patient was talking about this is this and that is that. A simple question was asked what year and how are you left the patient just flabbergasted. Sargent James E Siegle from Expedition force to Saint Petersburg rail car 5 to save the royal family. What year is it? 1918 July 14th.

http://www.iceflow.com/riverbabble/issue28/F-28-SIEGLE.HTML

So there I was again entering Cafe Shi. The crowd was a bit lit. Lets be honest outside of the tea server and me the place was empty. Then walked in. Well. A lady in yet? I had my eye patch on and my other eye was a bit cloudy she reminded me of a dragon I once meet in another tale along long time ago. She sat in the center of the room. Evidently either she was her own security or she felt comfortable being who she was.

She spoke. The tea server ran to do her bidding. Myself? Let be honest a poor pirate sipping tea in China. Might as well watch a lovely lady drink tea. They paid big bucks for drinking tea in 1849 or so I heard. While she was waiting for her tea. She spotted me. That I was not obvious was clear. I think I took her breath away. Or maybe surprised her abit. In my humble opinion have that way with the opposite fair sex.

So we sat drinking tea. To break the silence I ordered my special. The tea server seemed hestiant to do what was normally done without question. Evidently the lady had put a change in the room and who she was? The tea server knew. And I? I am a pirate unless I am going about romance or something I like to drink alone and read my journal. Which I was doing and adding a bit of notes to my last tale. Ender the king of Pirate land. A tale and back again. Or how I escaped responsibility.

So there a pirate and a lady that resembled a dragon sat drinking tea, and special tea. Meaning? Mine was rum. It was kind of nice. In walked another person. This one I had not seen since my trip to watch the city of Bablyon fall in the year 2021 or 2022. Shameful. A Time wizard. He sat next to the lady and began a conversation without noticing me. The lady did not intrupt just smiled and sipped her tea.

The man was rather upset. Time, etc was twisted and the rules of the system of things broken. He asked if she knew who would do such a stupid thing? She indicated her head towards me. At the sight of me the Time wizard tried his magic. The nice thing about being part Talon by this time no magic of the later eras worked. Sure they can cut of my foot but that just undoes the twist of time.

His spell rebounded with a horrible after effect to the tea server. At this I stopped writing put down my pen and did what I do. The tea server who was losing her soul got up and thanked me and ran away.

The time wizard was trying again. I on the other hand was tired and did something he had never been trained in doing. Ages ago magic was real and now? The new time wizards might be powerful and dangerous. The mormon jedi try. However, reading a spell and knowing what it actually does because you have to let someone do it to you over and over again watching your body die and reanimate over and over again are two seperate things. The wizard was trapped. How? Secrets are secret.

The lady begin to speak he is not responsible he is the reason though. The wizard face was caught in a mixture of terror and unwanted pain. WHAT?

I went back to my table and gathered my things. I left. The wizard would be freed in a matter of a few minutes. And I had nothing more to do with Cafe Shi from that time forward.

 

Ender was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid the cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?

Cafe Shi was a tea shop with some of the best fine wines in all of small China. Small China goes between the port side of a town and well the town itself. The raiders had promised a chance at something big.

Being unemployable and unemployed at the present time. I thought it would be best to try something with a big prize.

In walks the Claw. I knew him when he was younger. That I had employed him to smuggle goods for a time made me smile.

The Claw was a legend these days. Sort of like I was a time ago. The Claw had taken possession of a fleet of trading ships. How? The rumor was he trapped them, boarded them, and slaughtered everyone on board. What a comic. The reality of the whole entire fleets crew. Well, they were all bribed. Because of the paymaster of. the owner of the fleet being a skinflint. Only paying less than going wages. The whole fleet’s crew absconded with the trading merchandise and ships.

The Claw was the one that thought up the plan. He even hired only those willing to go along with the plan to make sure no one got hurt but the corporations.

The deal happened, and they let the world know the Claw had slaughtered the whole crew. Which I heard had instead of returning to Europe went on a vacation to South America.

So the Claw spoke. His speech was interesting. The prize was something I had heard about a long time ago by another legend. Some sort of a jewel from a legendary myth country called Crimea. The jewel and other treasure were in the possession of a noble. How or why this noble had let the Claw know about the jewel was beyond me.

However, the jewel was some sort of a magical device that could do things to a man’s mind if the legend was truthful. So the plan was to raid a floating houseboat on an inland sea in central China.

The jewel kept there because of the guardian. Here the Claw must be joshing or joking, a guardian dragon. Now I knew dragons. I had fought one with the Claw when he was still young. To fight one on a house boat might be interesting.

I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?

Meaning? A name is only as good as the next adventure and to live in a moment and die with merit or a wonderful story? What more I could ask for? We were not afraid of much. Maybe wizards of time or a woman with too much time on her hands.

So I shook my hand with the Claw who, when he noticed, laughed with me. And said it was great to be back in such low places. And that we should get some more wine and talk about old friends and places.

The conversation went like the Claw telling me this story.

There once was a great pirate before Romans, and they established many countries in Europe. He would raid an island where the treasures were according to myth from out of this world. The original Atlantis story claiming that they came from an unfamiliar world.

There the Atlantis lived afraid of this pirate until they built the Talons. A sort of statue that walked the island, protecting the island from pirates.

Well, that did not sit well with this pirate of legends. So in the middle of a flotilla of ships he disguised his ship and crew. The pirate went right with their great trade ships and out with. Well, according to the Claw, the crown jewel of some wizard of time or not.

The jewel was a portal stone or time stone. The Claw kept on excitedly how with the stone one could go places in time and what not.

Me? I had had a pearl once upon a tale. So I was interested, and so the plan was laid out.

The nobleman was to be called away to the capitol city by a bribe the Claw had provided an authority. Seems corruption is everywhere these days.

Once evidently the boat house's only protection was a dragon. Now, the last dragon that the Claw and I had encountered was a long time ago. That we accidently shot it with a cannon at point blank range as well. Complete happenstance and luck.

This time luck had to be just right. We set the date. The plan was laid that both smoke and other bombs. They would be used to enter the house boat. Blind the dragon. Then secure the jewel. A classic switch in a fast heist with a phony jewel to replace the real one. And out we go. With no pursuit. Because why waste a chance of someone coming back to steal something if nothing was stolen?

So there was me, Ender the pirate, the Claw, and my crew. My crew is not normal. Let us just say we are misfits from Christmas isle and let that make your imagination work.

My first mate looked like a squirrel and acted like one too. He was given the fake jewel and instructions on what room the jewel was in.

My cook sort of looked like a bear. And his sole job this time around was to throw smoke bombs as fast as he could. Given the signal once the first mate was in a position to enter the house boat.

Me and the Claw were to address the dragon personally. I thought this over in reflection and some plans are stupid. Only one reflected on them, but at the time of implementation. Life is merit or nothing else.

So the day came. The nobleman rode off to the capitol. We were in place. The first mate had climbed to a window just above the treasure room.

The signal went. The cook started throwing smoke bombs. Everything seemed to go great.

Just then the Claw and I meet a woman where I was expecting a dragon.

Now I had prepared live bombs for the occasion. There I was in a kind of pickle having a fuse lit in one hand with a bomb and well a woman. Who instead of crying or anything seemed to know the Claw.

And looking at the Claw? Well, I could see he knew her. The Claw was in love. Great.

Storming a houseboat with a dragon and some woman. And then the Claw starts talking, waving me away. No dragon appeared. I was wondering what or if the jewel was actually here.

Then the woman transformed into a white dragon. Wildly unexpected by me.

The dragon pounced on the Claw. Who only waved at me yet again. I wondered what to do. Throwing a live bomb at a friend is not something I would consider. Yet, the dragon was or looked like she would eat him.

The cook had stopped throwing smoke bombs. This indicated in the plan that my first mate was out.

So I tried to get the Claw away from her. But instead of letting me pull him away. He waved me goodbye. The lovesick fool was in love with a dragon.

So I got out of there. My first mate with the jewel in hand. So my first mate, Cook, and I went away. That was not the last I heard of the Claw. However, the jewel of time was something else to behold and what stories could be told.

As for the Claw? I heard that he and the dragon ran away together. Something dealing with her obligation of guarding the jewel was no longer valid with no jewel to guard. As for the nobleman? I keep tabs on his family for the jewel? However maybe the fake one is all they needed for they do not appear to be missing anything.

Well, being time traveling pirates is something to keep a journal on.

 

A jewel tale of a pirate

I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid the cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?

Cafe Shi was a tea shop with some of the best fine wines in all of small China. Small China a go between the port side of a town and well the town itself. The raiders had promised a chance at something big.

Being unemployable and unemployed at the present time. I thought it would be best to try something with a big prize.

In walks the Claw. I knew him when he was younger. That I had employed him to smuggle goods for a time made me smile.

The Claw was a legend these days. Sort of like I was a time ago. The Claw had taken possession of a fleet of trading ships. How? The rumor was he trapped them, boarded them, and slaughtered everyone on board. What a comic. The reality of the whole entire fleets crew. Well, they were all bribed. Because of the paymaster of. the owner of the fleet being a skinflint. Only paying less than going wages. The whole fleet’s crew absconded with the trading merchandise and ships.

The Claw was the one that thought up the plan. He even hired only those willing to go along with the plan to make sure no one got hurt but the corporations.

The deal happened, and they let the world know the Claw had slaughtered the whole crew. Which I heard had instead of returning to Europe went on a vacation to South America.

So the Claw spoke. His speech was interesting. The prize was something I had heard about a long time ago by another legend. Some sort of a jewel from a legendary myth country called Crimea. The jewel and other treasure were in the possession of a noble. How or why this noble had let the Claw know about the jewel was beyond me.

However, the jewel was some sort of a magical device that could do things to a man’s mind if the legend be truthful. So the plan was to raid a floating houseboat on an inland sea in central China.

The jewel kept there because of the guardian. Here the Claw must be joshing or joking, a guardian dragon. Now I knew dragons. I had fought one with the Claw when he was still young. To fight one on a house boat might be interesting.

I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?

Meaning? A name is only as good as the next adventure and to live in a moment and die with merit or a wonderful story? What more I could ask for? We were not afraid of much. Maybe wizards of time or a woman with too much time on her hands.

So I shook my hand with the Claw who, when he noticed, laughed with me. And said it was great to be back in such low places. And that we should get some more wine and talk about old friends and places.

The conversation went like the Claw telling me this story.

There once was a great pirate before Romans, and they established any countries in Europe. He would raid an island where the treasures were according to myth from out of this world. The original Atlantis story claiming that they came from an unfamiliar world.

There the Atlantis lived afraid of this pirate until they built the Talons. A sort of statue that walked the island, protecting the island from pirates.

Well, that did not sit well with this pirate of legends. So in the middle of a flotilla of ships he disguised his ship and crew. The pirate went right with their great trade ships and out with. Well, according to the Claw, the crown jewel of some wizard of time or not.

The jewel was a portal stone or time stone. The Claw kept on excitedly how with the stone one could go places in time and what not.

Me? I had had a pearl once upon a tale. So I was interested, and so the plan was laid out.

The nobleman was to be called away to the capitol city by a bribe the Claw had provided an authority. Seems corruption was everywhere these days.

Once gone evidently the boat house only protection was a dragon. Now, the last dragon that the Claw and I had encountered was a long time ago. That we accidently shoot it with a cannon at point blank range was well. Complete happen stance and luck.

This time luck had to be just right. We set the date. The plan was laid that both smoke and other bombs. They would be used to enter the house boat. Blind the dragon. Then secure the jewel. A classic switch in a fast heist with a phony jewel to replace the real one. And out we go. With no pursuit. Because why waste a chance of someone coming back to steal something if nothing was stolen?

So there was me, Ender the pirate, the Claw, and my crew. My crew is not normal. Let us just say we are misfits from Christmas isle and let that make your imagination work.

My first mate looked like a squirrel and acted like one too. He was given the fake jewel and instructions on what room the jewel was in.

My cook sort of looked like a bear. And his sole job this time around was to throw smoke bombs as fast as he could. Given the signal once the first mate was in a position to enter the house boat.

Me and the Claw were to address the dragon personally. I thought this over in reflection and some plans are stupid. Only one reflected on them, but at the time of implementation. Life is merit or nothing else.

So the day came. The nobleman rode off to the capitol. We were in place. The first mate had climbed to a window just above the treasure room.

The signal went. The cook started throwing smoke bombs. Everything seemed to go great.

Just then the Claw and I meet a woman where I was expecting a dragon.

Now I had prepared live bombs for the occasion. There I was in a kind of pickle having a fuse lit in one hand with a bomb and well a woman. Who instead of crying or anything seemed to know the Claw.

And looking at the Claw? Well, I could see he knew her. The Claw was in love. Great.

Storming a houseboat with a dragon and some woman. And then the Claw starts talking, waving me away. No dragon appeared. I was wondering what or if the jewel was actually here.

Then the woman transformed into a white dragon. Wildly unexpected by me.

The dragon pounced on the Claw. Who only waved at me yet again. I wondered what to do. Throwing a live bomb at a friend is not something I would consider. In yet, the dragon was or looked like she would eat him.

The cook had stopped throwing smoke bombs. This indicated in the plan that my first mate was out.

So I tried to get the Claw away from her. But instead of letting me pull him away. He waved me goodbye. The love sick fool was in love with a dragon.

So I got out of there. My first mate with the jewel in hand. So my first mate, Cook, and I went away. That was not the last I heard of the Claw. However, the jewel of time was something else to behold and what stories could be told.

As for the Claw? I heard that he and the dragon ran away together. Something dealing with her obligation of guarding the jewel was no longer valid with no jewel to guard. As for the nobleman? I keep tabs on his family for the jewel? However maybe the fake one is all they needed for they do not appear to be missing anything.

Well, being time traveling pirates is something to keep a journal on.

The year was something like 1673 or 1678. Ender the pirate was sitting at café Shi in the Ping port of China. He was listening to a person explain in revealing detail a shipping route. An exchange between Japan and Korea. Which covered the exchange of gold from Korea for pearls from a peninsula off the coast of Japan. The person giving the details was a Japanese thief known from a prior venture. Was he honest? His creative tale in ascribing the richest and treasure made that question mute. Ender could have if he went along with the scheme be rich for a time. Only if the pirate would join in and capture even one of the prize ships being sent within the next month.

The bandit crook pirate thief stopped his tale. Ender smiled. The bandit had said something else in his intricate tale of sorts, along with the blueprint of each ship being sent. That detail might have escaped in the detail to those listening. However, as a selling point, it was a major selling point. The thief mentioned the pearl. The background of the pearl story is told elsewhere, however, to gain the infamous captain Ender’s trust. And Enders participation in the venture the thief let slip that it was to be moved to Korea.

It was only a tale. A dragon’s tail, to be specific. A pearl of great value according to the Bible. Yet, Ender did not mention or pretend to be any more interested in the tale. Who pays attention to legends? Myths that are thrown around pirate bars in the middle of the night? When one takes bets on if one can do this is this or that is that.

The challenge on Ender’s mind was that legend. Specifically, the drunkard who while drunk sang a story to Ender. What a tale. That tale teller was long ago dead. His crew mates might have more of the legend? Or some acquaintance? Ender concentrated on the thief’s tale. Finally, the last sales point was produced or given, and the bandit asked was Ender in?

They had cleared the room. Ender considers for a moment, letting the silence in the place get a seizing of the crook’s dreams. Cafe Shi's tea servers had retired from the area. When demanded and paid so that the conference was secret. In yet, Ender knew if the bandit was chatting to him. He had most likely communicated to other pirates. So within the moment, Ender reached a decision.

The decision would make for a metamorphosis of the pirate Ender’s life. But would take him places no one would believe. He makes his reply with there being a settling in blood to be established. The crook was not ready for a blood contract. Ender was the first of an extensive list of pirates. That was required to capture the entire treasure fleet. The fleet being committed within a month to sail.

With provisions provided. Ender went exploring for his ole drinking mates, crew mates, family, acquaintances. Anyone that might have picked up the tale of the pearl of great price stole. Not the biblical King James version. No. Like most stories. There are stories told outside of English that people hear and peaks one interest. This was a tale of a fellow recognized in Japan as Jesus. He had lived a long time ago and was a farmer. He had come from the middle eastern area to understand from the priests and creeds of the territory. Ender’s remembrance of the tale. It went along the lines that Christ had changed. That the Japanese lifestyle of cultural and family respect shown steeped in honor. That Christ reconsidered shown. That the Christ of that world or worlds had abandoned Israel. How or why the tale by the drunk teller of the tale was often either confused or misspoke or? For worlds come laugh with me? Who had believed in parallel worlds?

None of those questions were on Ender’s mind. Ender kept on looking for his ole drinking mates, fellow crew mates and family. Until he found a little boy that had been a cousin or nephew of the drunk man who told the tale. Time had abused the poor lad beyond recognition. His stammering was almost too much of a turned off Ender. Almost. However, the kid later to be known as the Claw had away about him. And either he could lie through his teeth about the story or his uncle or cousin had told the kid the complete story. How this pearl of great value was a key to what one only could be considered a magical portal.

Why was Ender so keen on this? Part of his ole drinking buddy’s tale was that even parallel worlds not everything was the same. A man might find that which or was known in one world. Or yet in another world was lost or forgotten about in another world. And since the key was worlds. Ender’s dream. The dream was something much bigger. Then a treasure fleet of Japanese and Korean treasure ships.

After re-listening to the same tale repeatedly. Ender next stop upon hearing the complete story of the pearl of great value. A certain place, it was a small bookshop on Port Pings side street. The pirate searched within the stacks of scrolls, horse hides, some old books. Taking many literature works. And other forms of books until he had gathered a small collection of stories. What stories one might ask? What was real? Where that reality had been found. And what difficulties or stories involved in locating said objects? Like? Aldin’s carpet, Solomon’s ring, the gold hoard, treasures of gold. Stories of rubies, diamonds, and books. Books? Books that were said to contain lost knowledge of time. And places in which even their legends existed in yet their whereabouts were a mystery or known.

The plan was bold. Enders plan was to swipe the pearl of great value. And with it take through space time and other worlds the very treasures that legends were made of. His plan was bold. His investigation at the bookstore had brought notice to him. However, Ender was a crazy pirate that often did insane things. Like writing poetry. To and about kings, queens, and other people that at either might have crossed his path. So even with little more than notice. Ender’s plan was developing faster. His crew he informed them of a specific treasure. That which he assured them would bring them their wildest dreams.

Once upon a time, there existed a daring pirate named Ender, who navigated the tumultuous seas in pursuit of adventure and treasure. His beloved ship, the Black Skimmer, was cherished by him and his crew for its endurance during long journeys and ease in smuggling contraband. The ventures were intense, and the rewards were meager, yet the thrill of being a pirate was all the crew desired. As they sailed the high seas, they would harmonize in song, reveling in the excitement of their perilous pursuits.

One day, they found themselves on the verge of capturing a merchant ship off the coast of Japan, laden with silk, pottery, and golden treasures. However, an unexpected turn of events occurred when the relentless current carried them away from their coveted prize. Helplessly, Ender, a duck, and a bear among the crew could only watch as the valuable cargo floated beyond their reach.

The current swept the Black Skimmer through a narrow path, leading them into the Chinese Sea and eventually out into the vast ocean. Ender continued singing, the duck quacked fervently at the helm, while the disappointed bear drowned his sorrows in rum and honey, pondering the eccentricities of the world.

As the wind blew, ancient sunken ships, including a peculiar UFO-shaped vessel, emerged from the depths. Roman vessels, Chinese junks, Viking longboats, and numerous pirate ships adorned with skull and crossbones sailed alongside the Black Skimmer. A time shift occurred, introducing a similar tale but in a different time zone.

In this alternate narrative, the story unfolded as a space battle, recounted by a pirate who was no writer to a reader who was no pirate. On a bright and cold Sunday morning in June 2013, the captain's wake-up call sounded late for the snake-like extraterrestrial beings, who, fatigued from their lengthy voyage, were set to spend a day at port in New York City before executing their sinister plan to conquer and destroy humanity. The snake people sought revenge and were already eight years ahead of the heavenly ship's arrival. Within seven years, they aimed to enslave the world, causing destruction, death, and wars that would decimate four-fifths of the global population.

The Men in Black struggled hopelessly against the snakes, while the world's governments, influenced by the reptilian invaders, constructed bunkers within the Earth's crust, destined to be nuked into oblivion. However, on this peculiar day prior to Nibils' arrival, the snake people, disguised as humans, wandered through New York City, indulging in shopping sprees with stolen credit cards, oblivious to their imminent demise.

As an observer, Ender the Pirate stumbled upon this bizarre scene. Pirates' perspectives, unlike seers or fortune tellers, were driven by a desire for profit. How a land-dwelling pirate found himself in space was the crux of the story. Ender rode the great skimmer into a tidal cycle surrounding Earth, leading to portals opening to other worlds and realms. The skimmer was engulfed by the cycle, pulling it into a chaotic mix of ships and other objects, eventually propelling it into the vast ocean from the Chinese Sea.

Forced to reassess his life and opportunities, Ender's first encounter in this tidal cycle involved other survivors searching for sustenance. The narrative took a philosophical turn, with Ender reflecting on the consequences of causing harm to others and the value of trust, wisdom, and intuition.

The story concluded with a collection of insightful and contemplative statements, ranging from the importance of self-love to the significance of honesty and loyalty in relationships. It emphasized the notion that life, though not always what one expects, is worth celebrating and cherishing. The tale closed with a reminder that genuine connections and a willingness to bring joy to others are qualities worth preserving.

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Getting the Black Skimmer ready for battle was of a challenge in Ping Port China. The trip out and holding area would need weeks of waiting. Waiting meant food and other support. Ender was up to that challenge by going into a little side business. Which turned into a small fortune. He had to open up on his kitchen, which held a special cook to a local business. There the cook had made a small cookie like dough. And with another person considered a seer of sorts. They inserted whose insights into the cookie. A small rice paper written fortunes statements into the dough. Which was baked and cooked until a crisp hard like a cookie? The special cook made hundreds of them. The seer more of a person with good hearing and knowledge about seasons. Well wrote out fortunes that were accurate, and the people of Port Wing ate them up. In fact, they ate them. So much that Ender was considering turning a small bait and tackle shop into a cookie factory. However, the funds turned up for the food, and other items needed for his venture.

The fortune cookie dough or fortune was enough to outfit many a ship. Ender with funding had to buy some explosives. Which were still under Chinese export control? The cost was more than normal in yet the fortune from the fortune cookies made up the difference.

The time of waiting was longer than one month. Ender and the future Claw would spend time together. Ender would ask the child with questions on the same story his relative had told him. While waiting Ender sent out the Claw to find out if there were more stories about his relative.

While waiting for the time to go out. We fit the Black Skimmer with an extra cannon. And more shot, along with a long gun that ran a good third of the upper deck. In the meantime, Ender found an additional small crew to help with the future prize ship. The plan being to hit one of the treasure ship’s midsection, board it, and sail it away with the additional crew. The thinking a quick blast with a long gun filled with shot to cut down the ship’s crew from a distance. This would allow the Black Skimmer to hide better during a fight.

The Black Skimmer fitted with a long gun. Supply onboard. Awaited a message from the crook that had set up the plan. At midnight in mid-May the message came. And Ender, crew and Black Skimmer sailed out of port to a slight island close to southern Korea. Meeting at the isle. There were seven other pirate ships. Eight pirate ships assembled. Versus according to reports of 24 ships. 12 from Japan, 12 from Korea, both filled with solders and guards for the treasure exchange.

The crook introduction of all seven other pirate captains with Ender. The meeting took place on the small island. The plan reviewed and revised because of the lack of ships. Instead of taking on all the ships. The decision was to go for only the Japanese ships and to take them closer to Japan than Korea. So the island was to be used for the night. Then the ships would sail towards the Japanese port. Which was known to be the starting point of the treasure fleets departure point?

That night, Ender sat at a table talking with a boy whose name would be Claw about strange stories. The seer whose fortunes written on rice paper had become rather famous saw in a vision a scary story. His tale was so profound it changed the crew of 32 minds on what to do.

The seer against Ender was not that big of a deal. Ender only request was that they try to get at least one ship. The profound tale told by the seer. With Enders counter talk of one treasure ship might be worth all their troubles. The counter talk changed the crew’s mind on the seers tale and the decision was to go forth.

Since the seers tale had a profound impact on the crew and Ender. They formed an alternative plan. Ender required each crew member for a sit down. And discussion on which ship the crew member should be on upon the taking of a treasure ship. When push comes to shove a select group of five were chosen to stay on the Black Skimmer. While the rest would crew the larger Japanese ship.

The seer’s vision made for the plan to work a question mark. Meaning the vision was of most of the crew eating each other. Since starvation was something most agreed was not what they wanted. Ender planned around that by having the fishing nets brought out of storage and use. Ender revised plan of fishing, including and informing each member to cut the net away from the ship. Once upon sighting the treasure fleet to cut the nets away and let them drop. However, in the meantime, to ensure they fed everyone. More than what they expected they would fish to keep themselves fit lean and well feed.

Thus with that the Black Skimmer and seven other ships set up a shadow blockade off the coast of a Japanese port. Enders fishing net sort of made the entire group of ships acceptable. To the few passing other ships which passed during the waiting time.

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The nights were calm. Until on the second week of waiting. When a storm blew in with no warning. The Japanese treasure fleet set sail straight right into the view of the storm. Probably trying to outrun it or save their ships from being battered against the shores. There were only nine ships that made it out to be of the Japanese port. Time passed, by the time each of the blockade fleet realized what was going on. During the storm there were only five pirate ships left, two either sunk or blown away. The Black Skimmer moved on promptly with one of the more impressive ships. Evidently the crew had not all gotten onboard. Because the front long gun cut down those on top and the boarding party did not find any resistance.

The plan had worked. Well. Sort of. The storm continued. The boarding party on the Japanese ship included Ender. Who went directly to the treasure hold and liberated what looked like a pearl held between a staff. Upon touching the staff. Its guardian awoke. A white pearl colored dragon. The dragon slaughtered the boarding crew. While Ender made his escape with the pearl to the Black Skimmer. On the Black Skimmer, the seer and crew watched. Then upon the dragon’s breath as their dead crew mates seemed to become enchanted by the dragon. They rigged the ship to come after the Black Skimmer. The storm was still blowing while all this took only a matter of twenty minutes all to unfold. Ender having made it back to the Skimmer reloaded the long gun and waited to fire at the Japanese treasure ship. The dragon onboard could be heard chanting some weird chant. A whisper heard over the storm. “May you never see your world’s shores again!” The wind with that whispered died out. The passed storm waves still splashed, the other ships were nowhere to be seen dragon. Just the Skimmer, fleeing in the direction that the wind was blowing. While a dead treasure ship was being forced towards it. Then the wind came back. Blowing and tossing both ships around. From the deck of the Skimmer, the crew watched the white dragon. The dragon looked like it was going to take a drink from the ocean leaning way overboard. Instead, upon watching a realization, the dragon was blowing a bubble. And with the bubble was coming up old dead ships. And to the surprise of all on the Black Skimmer, their crew were walking about preparing to fight.

The seer yelled hard to port. Which swung the entire ship around at a 180 degrees. While a crew member touched the long gun. Just at that moment, as if planned, firing the complete blast into the white dragon.

However, the 180 degree swing in the Skimmer put the ship right into the path of what the dragon had been doing. Which was an enormous bubble? That brought together all the sunken ships, the treasure ship, and Black Skimmer into a whirlpool. Taking them all down and out towards the open ocean. The blast of the canon had hit the white dragon who fell overboard. The bubble however kept on swirling. The whirlpool and took all the ships, and bubble down into what I could only describe as a funnel. That seemed to run underneath the ocean. Pulling all the ships outward from between Korea and Japan into the Pacific ocean. And towards the Americas.

With the white dragon gone, the dead did not seem to be interested in the Black Skimmer. The Black Skimmer being provisioned with one month of food for 32 members. Which was down to seven now found that along with two weeks of fishing food for a few months? The pearl of great value was onboard. And the treasure ship of the Japanese was still floating nearby with a complete dead past crew members in yet. They had no interest in the Black Skimmer. The funnel pushing the bubble keep a fast pace, outpacing all the ocean life that swam by.

When the crew finally felt comfortable. We made an investigation of one of the smaller sunken ships. The dead or zombies did not seem to notice or care much what happened as long as their ship was sailing. Thus began the looting. Not of just one ship but of a whole underwater fleet of sunken ships and one treasure ship all manned with zombies.

 

On the dock was pretty quiet. There was no particular noise that would disturb the silence, except for the cheerfully voices coming from Café Shi; an ordinary café shop where all kinds of creatures would meet. It was pretty famous and pretty handy too, when it was about a nice drink and some wasted time talking nonsense. But for Ender the Pirate it was all right; he had no issue with the local`s low fame. As a matter a fact, he would even enjoy it, as here he was free to meet whoever he would want and to do whatever who would want. The place was allowing this perfectly and his looks would fit in here too. He was pretty fat, with a big belly ahead of him. His long hair and also beard was brownie colored, but it was not the classical brown but rather a redder one, as the brick. This is the reason for which he was known as Red Beard and everyone would call him this way but his real name was Harry Blackmore. He also had a big black hat on his head and some dirty clothes one him. But neither this was an issue for him; not at all. He was more concerned about something else now, something that was indeed important: his friend Lullaby, the unicorn. They were to meet here but as usual, Lullaby was getting late and this would easily make Ender the pirate tell tales of dragons and ships.

“You are late again!” Thought he, while taking another gulp from his tea and looking at the clock on the wall. It was 9 PM and still no sign of the unicorn.

“Hey, Maloney, bring me another tea, will you?” Said Ender to the bar tender.

“Yes, right away Ender” Replied he. It was an Octopus, dressed up quite funny with a blue jacket and had a blue scarf around each tentacle of his. He was very efficient; with some of them he would serve the clients and with some of the tentacles he would easily wash the glasses, dust off or clean the counter. Maloney was a funny octopus too and would make great jokes with his clients. After several seconds, Harry received his ordered beer.

“Thank you, Mal”

“With most pleasure, Ender” Replied the octopus and would return to the other activities of his.

Finally, while wanting to drink from the tea, Ender saw Lullaby entering the door. Ender was pleased to see him but wouldn`t show this as he wanted to adopt an attitude toward the unicorn.

“Hey Ender, how are you? So great to see you!” Said the unicorn while taking a seat on the chair.

“Spare it, Lullaby. You are late again! When will you stop doing that? You know it`s making me nuts when you come late!” Said Ender.

“I apologize Ender, it was nothing planned, I assure you. It`s just that I`ve met this sweet girl while I was coming here and we started chatting and time flew away. This is all” Replied the unicorn.

“Well, should have known that your reason for getting here late is a girl. Why didn`t I thought about that?” Said Ender.

The unicorn smiled.

“Next time you`ll know better” Said Lullaby.

“Next time maybe you`ll actually come here timely. Would surely love that” Added Ender.

“All right, all right, message received. Will do so, Ender”

“Thank you, this is mostly appreciated, Lullaby” Replied Ender, teasing a bit. “We have important matters to take care of and firstly, we have to assure our places on The Black Skimmer”