Pain 2018-70

This brings me back to a time when things were NOT right, not good, and a period of my life where I was not capable of lucid thinking many times. I now think of those that suffer any debilitating injury and have to live with it daily.  I am now better, now capable, now more complete in my way of existing, but still have lingering feelings of before.

Pain  2018-70

 

It only hurts when I feel it,

But when it hurts I want to cry

At times I don’t care if I die

The feeling is one of true sensation.

It ebbs and flows with time,

It lets me know of needed rest

And tells me just how much,

By the pain in body and mind

Others don’t know of my torment,

The pain in the head and such,

How dare they think I am pain free,

And have no problem but me.

I wish they knew just how much is much,

My mind racked with this feeling

I don’t tell all, but should do so

Someday I will let the world know,

(Perhaps Now)

But now I’ll suffer in silence

The pain, my companion in life.

 

Den Betts        Email:bettsden@gmail.com

Blog: thebettsden.com

 

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Rumors 2018-69

How many dreams have been destroyed, how many lives changed forever from mistruths being thrown out to cloud the issue.  How, just how, can someone create a rumor to create discord in a way of life.  That is wrong and, in the wrong, it is a travesty of justice for all.

 

Rumors   2018-69

 

The builder of false hopes in everyday life,

and also destroyer of dreams born from hope.

Begun as lightning like conduits of words,

flung through space of time from – somewhere.

Forming as small drops of innocent mistruths

then falling in a torrent of despairing mendacity.

 

Facts twisted, expressions and ideas shredded,

via oral and auditory pipelines; fragments remaining.

Mere figments of the whole, true thoughts exploded

at times beyond repair, at best a shell of the truth.

Dissension, disbelief remain behind, leaving rational

thought a victim in its wake, in a raging maelstrom.

 

Faulting “they” and “them” as the reason for all woes,

the faceless ones having the power to change all.

Words of “I heard”; a battle cry to continue the plague

of spreading discord thru the land, amongst thy own.

Rumor – not the truth, the whole truth and nothing but

the truth; instead, at best, partial pieces of fact.

 

Whole truth and total facts are not rumor, as rumors

In most cases, are not the total truth nor whole facts.

 

Den Betts

Email: bettsden@gmail.com Blog: thebettsden.com

 

He is MY President 2018-68

I apologize to any that read this that are not from the United States of America.  We, in the U.S., have a leader that is very unusual to say the least.  I do respect him, did not vote for him, and do not really like him or the things he does, but he IS the President and, as such, I and the rest of us, have to put up with the things he is responsible for today. If any have any concerns, understand that he is not the President forever, like some countries, it will just FEEL like forever.  I do NOT normally comment on the blog, any political thoughts, so forgive me for this time………….

 

                                                      He is MY President!                            2018-68

Today, I looked at the RAM truck in front of my car at the light and saw on the back window, a sign stating, “Trump is MY President”.

That reminded me that a friend stated, “He IS the President and needs respect” or he might have said “deserves respect”, not sure.   I might have argued with him about this, but knowing he was once a commissioned officer in the Army, I gathered this was part of his thinking.  President equals Commander in Chief, and I let it go.

But, I looked at the truck in more detail after I read the poster on the window.  There were hunting stickers on the bumper which told me he was a hunter, of course. Or at least he was stating he was as such.  I looked at the left side of the truck where an American flag was on a sticker and figured he was a patriot of some sorts. I don’t do that, putting my allegiance on my car, but that is not the point. I might add that there was also a Confederate Flag on the on the right side of the truck window. Hmmm.

The statement that the owner figured that Trump was HIS President, made me think.  Of the total amount of people that voted, less than 50% voted for this man.  The other percentage voted for his opponent and Trump won, based on the electoral college, which is the way it is still done. He won, period, and did so per the regulations that are in effect now. I digress.

The point is, Trump brags about his base.  The people that DO applaud him are those that like what he is doing, regardless.  These are his base, which account for less than 40%, plus or minus some percentage points.  Trump is THEIR President and they are proud of being his base and what he stands for and does.  Now that is loyalty.

I cannot argue this thinking.  I do not claim to be part of his base, do not like many things he does, and I feel he does NOT have the moral fortitude that a President has to have.  In my mind he is not what MY President needs to be to represent me, as the leader of the greatest country in the world today.

I have accumulated over 5 dozen items of interest that show me, and any that want to read them, just what I feel about this man who is the leader of the free world today.  They are ALL negative, which is sort of telling.  I think that there are some positive things I could mention, but none come to mind.

The unfortunate part of this shows me that there are THOSE out there that are for him and MANY out there that are not for him.  But, he is the President; just not mine, and I do NOT respect him at all.

Peace,

Den Betts,           Email bettsden@gmail.com    Blog: thebettsden.com

The Cost of a Laugh and Smile 2018-67

                        The Cost of a Laugh and Smile   2018-67

Beware, be warned!  You could pay a price for that smile or moment of laughter you make!!!

For you to expose your inner most feeling of joy at something, to someone, you may make yourself vulnerable to many things you do not want or expect. No longer looked at as a person having no interest, no light side, and having a dull existence.

Instead, seen as a normal humanoid, with emotions, allowing a laugh to escape the confines of the brain, released by the gatekeeper mind, that controls what passes from the lips of the body.

Muscles of the face now contracted into a grimace of pleasure and not despair. The voice box making a sound, not of speech, but of an unnatural, for you, guttural noise.

I dare say, BUT, at what cost?

To be considered now, as one with joy, one with a light heart and not a heavy one? To be seen like a Shakespearian actor, stating “if you tickle me do I not laugh”, knowing also, that if they prick you, do you not bleed?

A different you now, that cannot be taken back, never to be seen as the old Self – Now the New!!

No longer reserved with introspective thoughts. Now exposed for those to see, the REAL you.

Pay the Price!  Do NOT be bashful, let it all hang out! Let those that look, actually see, really hear what and how you are now.

Don’t hide behind dignity, skirting reality!! Be your REAL Self –  enjoy and be thankful, —–for the cost of living – ACTUALLY living —–is a Life of Joy.

 

Peace,

Den Betts            Email: bettsen@gmail.com    Blog:  thebettsden.com

Richness Waiting 2018-66

Oh, how we want the state of existing to be desirable and at the forefront of something to be desirable, but in great abundance for us. Sometimes, things happen that prevent this and we might WANT it, but cannot get or have it; but we wait for it. Such is life!!!!

 

Richness Waiting  2018-66

 

Lo, behold, the richness squandered,

Lying low, toward day gone by,

Spending time, it stays the moment still,

Wondering of its existence with a why?

 

Ever mindful of a wondrous time set,

Waiting, hopeful for another chance,

The richness stays, upon the distance,

Once more waiting, waiting ever so,

Finally stating for all to hear,

No more, no more, forever more.

 

Peace

 

Den Betts   email:bettsden@gmail.com  Blog: thebettsden.com

Know it ALL 2018-65

I know of some that are what they are, and actually, not what THEY think they are, just are.  Confusing? OK, that is fine with me.  Someone called me a Know It All, and I corrected them and said, “No I am NOT; I am somewhat of a know a lot or at least some things.”  Perhaps I was just being a smart— to them.  I do NOT know things other than what I do know, so I might expound on that, and still be wrong, but my opinion might be understandable; maybe……

Know It All  2018-65

People of all types and persuasion

have a means of talk and communication

unique to them and those they know

in any ethnic or race, in play or show.

 

Those that think they are so smart

and believe that others are beneath them,

might want to consider just how sharp

they really are – if they start to condemn

 

Words alone do not make the man;

it takes more than words to gain respect

and those that think they are so great

usually will get less than they expect.

 

Talking down to another person

is not a two on one discussion

but more than likely is similar to

a soap box of poor oration.

 

So remember friend if you want an edge

those of vast knowledge and wisdom

treat their fellow man as equal;

to do otherwise could be quite fatal.

 

Den Betts    bettsden@gmail.com Blog: thebettsden.com

 

I’m Wrong!!! 2018-64

I’m Wrong!!!!   2018-64

I was writing a blog or a post to publish and I realized something. What I was stating, made sense, but had no meaning to some of those who would read it; I think!

What I was writing had a message to any that took the time to read it. The post had some flaws to it. It was TOO long, TOO intense, TOO serious, and perhaps just TOO everything.  SO, I’m Wrong!!!!!

Maybe a few or select group of people would get something out of it and appreciate what I wrote. I believe, just now, that the world likes bullet points and not TOO many words of discourse to ponder or contemplate. My fault.

My PC counts words in a document like most PC’s do, and I try to keep the total number of words between 500 and 800 words to a post.  Now, I think that is TOO much for today’s reader to struggle through. My fault.

Another thought.  My posts have NO pictures, none, just words. The saying that a picture is worth a thousand words or 500 or 800 and does not make anyone think about anything; just laugh, giggle, and might require a “Oh Gee, how nice” comment makes me realize that using just words might require an actual thinking process comes to mind.

A good or great indicator that I am correct is the lack of anyone telling me that I am wrong in the subject that I am writing about. So, the realization that I may be making sense to a subject is lost.

Maybe I should include some words like the F-Bomb or use other vulgarity that is spicy to entice those that could care less about the subject at hand to get interested in what I write. Hmmmmmmmm!

Nah, NOT going to happen. Why!? Because, just like Rhett said in the movie “Gone with the Wind”, “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.”   I succeed in accomplishing my main goal in writing my blog or posting on FB. What is that?

Well, out of my infernal brain, my posts explode and onto paper, or on the PC, and now they can be forgotten; gone forever from my mind and onto the ethernet, where they can lie at peace.

Release, release, now free, not to torment my inner self anymore.

Peace Finally,                                                                                                                     397 Words Total

Den Betts             Email: bettsden@gmail.com    Blog: thebettsden.com