The Dead Ideals Speak Of Fallon Montana.Ideals Are Dead. Poem by Clinton Siegle

The Dead Ideals Speak Of Fallon Montana.Ideals Are Dead.

Idealism is dead.
Dreaming of a better world is dead.
eternity might be dead.
all I can say is you live under a sun that appears to be dead.
live a life with ideals even when dead.
I tried and am dead.
Silly ideals are dead.

if all idealist leave this world.. the place would be allot less interesting... however, what ideals are left to defend?
War? The anti war party is the war party..
Who started WWI? Not Muslims. Woodrow Wilson (1856-1924) Democrat 1913-1921 - campaigned against the war one month later declared war because of ammunition transport with civilians being blown up after warnings.
- Who started WWII? Not Muslims Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882-1945) Democrat 1933-1945 - campaigned against the war - but opening caused the war with japan per policy of democrats 1940.
- Who got us into Vietnam over flat out lies the Gulf of Tonkin which never happened? Not Muslims Lyndon Johnson.
Lyndon Baines Johnson (1908-1973) Democrat 1963-1969 the incident never happened Tonkin incident?
Who got us into or has continued to bomb
Libya bombed murdered leader Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Egypt imprisoned leader/murdered citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Syria bombed and attempted murder leader Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Somalia bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Pakistan bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Afghanistan bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Philippines bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Yemen bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Iraqi bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016)
Anti corruption is not even an issue anymore with either party.
Family values? No, both spend money on abortion is sex outside of a loving relationship.
Helping our fellow man? ISIS was created by both Republican and democrats.
Being kind to one another? Media hates one side.The other side hate the other side.
Loving God? One side boos his name being mentioned.The other side does not recall him at all.
Maybe elsewhere on alternative time lines and earths.Yes, maybe there is a world where people are good. Happy. I wonder is that ideal? I often wonder.Not being from this reality I realize it is too late.The chances of changing evil for good are so few that 1 in 1000 Solomon says or 100 out of 10000 who knows the probability.Evil has won so much I wonder why someone would do this over and over and over again.Throughout time waves throughout time, light, space.. Is there a flaw that can be erased? I wonder.

The Dead Ideals Speak Of Fallon Montana.Ideals Are Dead.
Monday, September 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: sun,sunset
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.
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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. here 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..
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