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Masters’ Grip On Constant Change
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Setting Your Horse Up fore Every Next-Jump
- The Best Day
Today is the best day, because tomorrow may never come!
- Charmed Life
The Inspired
- The Passenger
The Passenger by Iggy Pop
- Take Rest for Your Soul
Words of Solomon:
- The Symposium
- Solomononic Observation
- Stay in Character
Always Remind Yourself
- The More Wisdom, the More Sorrow
- Above the Sphere of His Sorrows
- Biker Bar
In The Pit
- Ram Pump
HOMEMADE HYDRAULIC RAM PUMP FOR LIVESTOCK WATER
Published: Sep 2, 2019 | Printable Version (PDF) |
W. Bryan Smith
LGP 1017One of the more challenging aspects of developing pasture and grazing land is providing access to a reliable water supply for livestock. In some cases, existing streams, creeks, or ponds provide drinking water for the livestock. When a surface water source is not available, wells can be drilled and pumps installed to provide water for the animals. In some instances, surface water may be available, but not accessible to the livestock due to water quality issues, steep access slopes, or fencing issues.
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- Unseeable Cognitive Dissonence
- Fruit of the Spirit
No Law Against Kindness
- Kind Words
Mouth of Righteousness
- Narrow is the Door
Only Narrow is the Crossroads
- Honest Hands
A Man Who Still Hath Two Hands
- Proud of Heart
PROVERBS, Chapter 16
- One Man’s Conundrum
The Face Which Tries to Look at Itself
A man interprets, “doing the Lord’s work,” as living as the example of compassion and unconditional love. The man knows that, “the ultimate answer,” is to love the Lord above everything else.
The man deems the act of loving himself as being the most selfish action a man could possibly undertake. (PROVERBS 16:5) The man, rather, deems that sacrificing himself for the sake of the happiness of others is, “doing the Lord’s work.” The man fails to actively share the love with himself which he yearns to share with others. In order to become the light of God for others, the man must learn to love the one person whom he deems to be most unworthy of such unconditional love!* This man has trained his mind to employ self-sacrifice over self-love. His neurons tend not to carve-out the necessary pathways to the doors- beyond which the candle of truth flickers relentlessly for eternity.*The man is unforgivingly judgmental of himself.
- Equine Inactive Side of Infinity
The Equine Inactive Side of Infinity
Refers to a stagnant mental process.
Infinity expands perpetually from one point in all directions.
Example of a Horse Stuck in the Inactive Side of Infinity:
A horse who slow-walks off of the track with the intention of being near other horses who are acting-up, therefore, giving them an excuse to act-up as well.
The Horse’s Reason for Doing This:
It Is Three-Pronged
1. The environment the horse is returning to is abusive, depressing and negligent. The horse is walking slow, because he or she knows that this is the only twenty minutes they will be away from that hell-hole; and
2. the horse is frustrated and unhappy, expressing these emotions by physically having a tantrum.
3. The horse wants to feel alive to use his or her body in an athletic sense. Racehorses are locked in their stalls for twenty-three hours per day, and the only they feel alive is when they are outside, bucking and playing. Racehorses never get to buck and play, so they display this frustration in ways which are dangerous and (mostly,) I enjoyable for the rider.
The “slow-walk,” to and from the track are directly the result of depression. Humans do the same thing in their minds. Recall a moment when you are experiencing depression- how you spin the same thoughts around in your head, purposely, “slow-walking,” your mind down the same, depressing road.
- The Attractive Dilemma
Young Women- What They Want
“What is the dilemma with all of these young women being attracted to you?” Charlie asked me.
Lust
“All they want from me is sex, Charlie; … a quick night of passion of animalistic hedonism.”
Charlie smirked at me brightly.
“They are looking for that amazing action which changes their world-view.” I continued. “They are not looking for a husband to commit to or to hold on lonely nights.
They are always keeping their options open, remaining open for the next man who has just a little more money than the last.” I told him. “I have money, even though I pretend to be poor. It keeps the dishonest ones away.”
“I understand.” Charlie agreed. “So, what’re you going to do about it?”
“Nothing.” I said bitterly. “Abstinence. I am looking for love, not sex, Charlie. Call me gay if you want. I am sincerely old-fashioned.”
I went on to explain, “These girls go out at night all, ‘dolled-up,’ wearing tight dresses, hunting to Fuck! And that is all they want- to Fuck- then, move-on. The world is the beautiful woman’s oyster. Beautiful women do not have to work a day in their life; they simply need to charm a man who makes enough money to keep them both happy.”
Charlie nodded in forlorned agreement.
- Freelance Exercise Rider
Definition
Freelance Exercise Rider
A person who is paid to ride race horses.
- What Is Your Dilemma?
We Are Surrounded By Adults Who Think Other Adults Are Authority Figures Over Each Other
The conundrum is that our fellow adults are still inundated by their childish and immature thought processes which guide their actions. Like a Christian yelling at the world to, “Repent!” I find myself screaming on the street corner, wearing a sandwich-board sign that says, “The End Is Near!” … telling my fellow man that we are all doomed to suffering and failure if we all do not collectively change our ways!
Society seems leery and scared of me. It is as if, if I genuinely be myself, people would look at me like I was dangerous and crazy.
The fact of the matter is that they are scared of their own realization of failure, that they purposely and actively deplete the value of their fellow man in order to maintain a dysfunctional status quo, therefore, lowering the worldly standard, making it easier to live at whatever quality of life they deem to be satisfactory.
- Mid-Life Change
The Second Library
I used to scribe allegories all the time. In fact, I view human interaction in an allegorical sense. This inspired creative neurons to establish pathways throughout my brain. I wrote a lot of poetry and philosophical work.
I viewed the world as an artist does and interacted with it in an, “eccentric,” way.
Later in life, I wrote politicaly-based work with the intention of inspiring humanity to embrace to develope more productive ways of living, (both physically and spiritually).
I viewed the world the way a leader would. In fact, in my field, I had studied more extensively, and I had trained my body more intensely, (in the athletic sense,) than my counterparts had. This inspired critical, or judgmental, neurons to create pathways in my brain.
I scribed a lot of lectures; I wrote two sermons and published a mass of editorial work.
A Change In Mental Styles
Growing up being a drummer, I have naturally good timing and understand of the power of music. I have always frequented the, Punk and, “biker bar,” scene. I am accepted and feared in these places.
Everybody who gravitates to the Punk and the, “biker bar scene,” congregates and dances there because they are all out of place in everyday society.
Living the dangerous life, my psyche is always right at home within my own skin whilst dancing in synchronicity with the turmoil in the throws of the Punk-Rock pit.
Dancers We Are!
We are all simply practicing, “the art of being ourselves!”
Metamorphosis Of Mentality
My writing and mentality has changed drastically over the thes last twenty-seven years. There occurred a metamorphosis from the publishing of creative, inspiring and uplifting pieces to the publishing of judgmental, condemning and, even, chastising works!
My intention has always been to provide some positive impact which aids in the journey of future generations. My offerings are usually fact-based, aggressively-timed and seemingly harsh; however, they remain long-thought-out and righteously inspired.
Like a single parent disciplining a room full of children, my admonishments have usually been met with resentment and fear, followed by aggression, rather than understanding and correction, followed by gratitude.
No, I am not surprised! (Well, not anymore!)
The path of the warrior is a strange one when you are returning to your village, covered in the blood of men whom you have slain in mutual, combat; …. returning to a people which praises you for killing, even though those same people have taught you (your whole life,) that killing is wrong!
- Conversations With Don Adams
I Miss the Phone Calls we Used to Have.
Don never calls me anymore.
Even though, it used to be the same conversation every time, I miss it.
I’d start by saying, “Hey, Don! How ya doin’?”
“I’m good, Chip, how ‘bout you?” He’d smile.
“I’m good.” I’d say. Then, I’d ask, “Wha’ cha doin’?”
“Just sitting here in the truck.” He would always answer.
Then, I would inquire, “Did you have a cup of coffee this morning?” I know that two of his little joys in life are drinking a cup of coffee and smoking a cigarette.
“Yea,” Don would say. “I went out and had a cup of coffee; got a pack of smokes. Now, I’m just sitting here in the truck, looking at the trees and listening to the birds; enjoying the day.”
Then, I would ask, “Did you have anything to eat?”
“Not yet,” Don would say. “My nephew might bring me a plate of food later when he gets off from work.”
Most of the time, that was the entire conversation.
Sometimes, it would continue like this, with Don saying to me,
“You know, I was just thinking about you before you called!”
“Oh, yea?” I would say. “what were you thinking ‘bout?”
Then, Don would tell me what was on his mind, and when he did, our conversations easily flowed for an hour and a half or more!
Don is a wise man. I miss our phone conversations, even though the were usually simply, brief small-talk.
By: Japhy
- With Thine Heart, Trust
He Shows the Way
- Sodium Love
All Four Seasons
- The Choice
It Is A Choice.
- Rust of Change
Rust of Change
- The Great Teacher
- Give Thanks
Today’s Verse:
Tossed Stone?
Related Readings:
- What is Beauty?
Peering Over At a Beautiful, Young Woman,
Japhy asked himself,
“What is beauty? Is beauty simply pure happiness?
Is beauty a perpetual looking-forward to the unexpected future?
Is it a vicarious enjoying of some imaginary moment?
As if men wearing roller skates are technically vehicles,* a man day-dreaming of marrying the beautiful bartender and living the, “afternoon life,” with her- watching the kids play in the yard with the puppies, knowing that your, “ace in the hole,” is the fact that you have, “won life,” by bagging the most beautiful woman in the town!”
After that, Japhy went down to sit indian-style beside the constant rippling sound of the river, meditating.
- Regret
The Chains of Regret