There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
That ain't got the faith to stand its ground
Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
Blow away the dreams that break your heart
Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted
I believe in a promised land... -Promised Land
And that brings us to tonight's word: CALGON, TAKE ME AWAY
https://youtu.be/sNgZFxAnKtA
At this moment I am picturing myself many years from now sipping tea on the back patio of my home staring out onto the view that I've always wanted. The view that our investment helped me pay for. It's a good view. Maybe some trees, maybe a river or some water, maybe a mountain or a valley or both. Got some birds singing in the background. Strait outta a disney movie. It's beautiful. I'll open up my ipad, go down memory lane to my old haunt Paddy's pub and remind myself about the glory days. The lean and in between years. To my dismay, Paddy's has been bulldozed and turned into a Pottery Barn. What to the F? So then I run over to Ascension with Mother Earth. Herb store. With tie dies 50% off.
Everything's gone. All the newspaper articles have been long shredded into Guinea pig cage paper. It's all gone. Like going back to read a good book from beginning to end because it's so good. You know the ending but you want to hear the tale told again. I wanted to go back to 2011 and have a laugh over the "long weekend coming up" posts. Monday's a bank holiday (remember that one?). Get to rediscover Okie. I want to go back and read the very first Yosef post, Billionaire Woodshed. Keep reading, keep reading...BUSTED! Like my bracket, lol. Dates called...dates called...immanent.....psyop.....I want the whole experience once more. For the good times. Don't leave a thing out.
But the new powers that be scrubbed it clean. Removed it from the face of the internet never to return. All our little babies that we spent hours upon hours crafting in the dark of night and on our lunch breaks are just gone.....All the children of the intel garden that changed our paths and gave us comfort in the cold black night as the war raged around us have all grown up and gone. Never to return.
And why is our history being poured on with a gallon of bleach like a benevolent crime scene?
https://youtu.be/gP3MuUTmXNk
So that the others who will wake up at some point in the near future can't research and put together the pieces to find out what went down in Dinarland. And how they slept their way through not only the greatest investment of all time, but the great show of all time. The greatest story ever told. I get it. I'd be pretty pissed as well. Maybe get an attorney to file some lawsuit to open up sealed documents just because I have the money and time and a friend who's a lawyer who'll do it for free. I get it.
It would be selfish of me to want this experience to remain public domain forever just for me to take emotional walks down memory lane every now and then. It would be selfish of me to want Dinar Chronicles to run in syndication and get my $.55 check every time someone pops open a tonight's word. At least till I get sued by Colbert. But I'm sure Steven and I can come to some sort of arrangement. Never been to Sullivan theater. It would be selfish for all of us to cause so much pain to others that would undoubtedly feel the colossal anguish of missing out on the investment of a millennia. or two, but who's counting?
So today may be a good day to copy and paste all those favorite articles that touched you over the years. You may not be able to watch it on the big screen with surround sound. But you can have a private scrapbook for those cold nights with a nice thick blanket. Maybe a little kitty on your lap purring. A private joke for the white hats and chosen ones.
Sooooo......I take it there's not going to be a movie either? I really wanted Chris Pratt to play Patrick. I would offer a couple Zim's to see that happen. A little payback to Paddy for opening his doors to us. Yosef? Christopher Walken is the obvious choice, but I feel Yo moves faster than CW. James Roday comes to mind. Love psych. Hyper awareness doesn't happen everyday. Or maybe that Mentalist Patrick Jane guy. One Who Knows? Tom Hanks. I could do this all day but I'll stop there cause it ain't gonna happen. But as for ole' Heisenberg? Kinda weird but Marc Maron is coming to mind. Or Sam Kinison. What's that? Do Bewdah? Maybe Vince Vaughan, cause he's a crack up.
https://youtu.be/Fj5k6toS7i8
But that movie ain't gonna happen. "Mama's got the magic of Clorox."
And that's the word
Heisenberg
https://youtu.be/0uqjznmTp80
https://youtu.be/EDMDb8unsIA (Not embed)
https://youtu.be/MoNu5BiMBFw
https://youtu.be/y6YlbSeV5mk
"For the Good Times"
Don't look so sad, I know it's over.
But life goes on, and this old world will keep on turning.
Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together.
There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning.
Lay your head upon my pillow.
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.
Hear the whisper of the raindrops,
Blowin' soft against the window,
And make believe you love me one more time,
For the good times.
I'll get along; you'll find another,
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever,
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.
Lay your head upon my pillow.
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.
Hear the whisper of the raindrops,
Blowin' soft against the window,
And make believe you love me one more time,
For the good times.