Sunny Sunday

Its spring in the great northwest, what is there to say?
It has been dreary for about two weeks straight.
Lots of rain!
But on Sunday we had a break in the weather.
Sunshine!
And when it is sunny everything must play!

Including these orca whales:

Suddenly, I have a craving for a salmon dinner!

Mark 8

Was reading in the book of Mark.
I am not a real big Mark fan person.

It is not written in a style that speaks to me like any of John's writings do!
Perhaps that is why we have 4 Gospels and 4 personality types ... ?
Interesting contemplate!

But on to the question for my mind this morning:
The Kingdom of God

The Jews had been longing for freedom from their submissive relationship to Rome.
And it was not coming!
They longed for their long sought after Messiah.
They even had a theory that there could be up to three of them before they got their freedom!
Yeah, they were spiritualizing and then giving new meaning to scripture, where none was needed, had they any faith!

So, the Jews were looking for a sign He was whom he appeared to be.
And there would be none ....

As for the Kingdom of God,
Did it begin with Jesus death on the cross?
His resurrection from the grave?
When He underwent Transfiguration to His Heavenly body?
I would go with resurrection - the entire point of proving who Jesus really was!
Millions died on crosses thanks to the Romans.
But none came back to life, those Romans did good work.

And that weird passage about Peter being called Satan ....
What is with that?
Well, if man's interests are put ahead of God's ....
Then we are looking at not God,
Hence, we are looking life through Satan's eyes, not God's.

Musical Saturday Morning

So, this is the video I told you about earlier in the week.
No idea as to whom it refers.
No idea as to why I know it so well.
Nor the singers face.

But, it moves me every time I hear it, in non understood ways ...

Silver

I think about a great a many things on a great many subjects daily.
I have no clue why.
Thoughts come - thoughts go.
Most I just dismiss.
No real time to think deeply.
I am in survival mode.

But I have pondered often enough one on subject,
So much so,
I am intrigued.

Why is silver so cheap?
Historically, it has always been about 12% of gold in value on a free market.
Except, for when the prices are being "fixed" by the government.

So, silver is running about $18.
But gold is at say $1500!
Not the expected silver at $125!
Why?
Certainly Mexico, Chile and Peru are being strip mined for silver by US corporations.
But, that is by far feeding the industrial sector.

So, is someone dumping silver for the past year in great volumes?
It is an intriguing question.
Or, is the real question that someone is artificially keeping gold prices high?
And, if so why?

Either silver is too cheap or gold is too high!
But, both can not be true.

Parade

Saturday was the daffodil parade down in Pierce County.  For 25 miles numerous bands, horse groups, motorcycles and very many floats ran the distance from Tacoma to Orting six hours later!

My eldest grand-daughter was in a cheer leader for her grade school.  It would not have been so bad had it not been raining all day long and freezing outside!  Not quite cold enough to snow but darn close!

At last year's parade, she walked on the opposide from where we stood, so picture of her in the parade.  So this year I stood on the opposite side and yup - she walked on the opposite side this year!  So no actual pictur of her in the parade again!

eeepah! I am cursed at times.

But Tim's Kitchen served up a warm meal for all of us.

And Ben Franklin in Bonnie Lake became the source of many crafting supplies.  So as we approach the rainy season - I am well supplied with distraction.

Deje Vu

Talk about total deje vu!

It began on Sunday night.
A song echoing faintly through a dream.
I knew it,
I knew the words,
I knew the singer and her sultry voice well!
Real stuff she would probably never say in public.
Somewhere our paths must have crossed,
And she spilled her guts to a weird German.
Yet I knew nothing once awake.
So very odd - so very normal anymore.







Then, I was at Toyota Tuesday shopping for a new car, or at least the next car for me ....
Suddenly this song begins to play and in a semi-dreamlike state I was transported elsewhere!
So very weird!

I knew the song,
I saw a face I no longer know,
But not the one from the memory-dream of the other night.
A very different face.
But, I knew well.
And all of the seasons of her being.

And the words stung me deeply,
But I know not why.

Another place,
Another time,
Another Kris,
Before I was robbed by the fates:
Of my body,
Of my mind.

I will post the song on Saturday.
Maybe I will know more by then?

An official Kris Mystery I need to solve!
For now she will just be the Wunschmädchen of my dreams ....


(and how the heck did I, out of nowhere did I remember an old German term from mythology for what appears to be untranslatable?!?!?!?  Such is the moment by moment struggle within  my mind!  Too many expressions, too many languages - and I truly know nothing, and yet, somehow I do! Almost every moment of everyday is Deje Vu!)

Sightings

Second to the youngest of my God-daughters appeared at my door Friday night!  I see so little of her since she came to America!  Of course that has much to with her behavior, which landed her in the local state prison!  Then off to the Federal prison for a few years!  I have never seen anyone so difficult to deal with, and neither has the prison system here!  So she was declared an adult and booted out - at age 14!  Yeah ....

But she has got her act together, working full time for a company which imports goods made by women businesses in third world countries.  Very cool.   Still with an abusive guy ... sigh ...  But not much she wants done to free her from this.

And youngest God-daughter popped up!  Haven't seen her either in over a year!  But she was very much in butterfly mode so no time to chat.  But nice to know she is still alive.

And ran into many I knew as I was able to go to church on Sunday.  SO MANY PEOPLE!  eepah!  But  it was good to see some of them.  And again all of these people whom I have no clue whom they were wanted to talk to me.  Frustrating never knowing anyone anymore.

And at my favorite cantina, many more I may have at one time known.  And one of "my girls" from when she was in junior high, at least 25 years ago at a minimum!  She turned into a nice person once she grew up - but my oh my, she earned her nickname: Death Angel, the had way!  But we had a good talk ...