The Eternal Hereafter

I think the dog and cat buddies we have in our lives are more than just that.  And often in fact become the very best friends we ever have or maybe can ever have.  I also believe they we love and who love us have souls.  I may not be able to prove this, but no one can disprove it.  Try as foolish atheists do!

So here is a tribute poem I wrote to one such buddy.  She and quite a few other budies I knew (and still know!) await me in the vast beyond that is the Eternal Hereafter.  There we shall be rejoined and live together again in loving friendship and in the infinitely joyful adventure that awaits all of us in the Eternal Hereafter.

I look at the trees swirling in the wind;
Outside my heart I hear its lonesome cries.
How can I live without my dearest friend
To awake beside me with soul-soaked eyes?
She listened to the wind and heard the trees,
And gave me comfort and friendship to keep.
She was a friend who only sought to please
And curl inside my arms each night and sleep.
Now I sleep alone each night and pretend
The trees are whispering her cat-like sighs.
And where I think my heart or the wind cries
‘Tis only a dream of a long lost friend…
Curled inside my arms, near my soul-soaked eyes.

Some Fundamentals Of Multi Level Markeking For You!

The most fundamental aspect of multi level marketing is not different than that of network marketing or retain selling or selling anything: You have to have a product or service that people need.  It’s either something they need or want, or solves a problem, or fulfills a desire, or a combination of these things.  People need medicine, and medicine also solves a problem (or treats a problem, which is the same).  An automobile fulfills the need to get from point A to point B and also solves the problem of transportation, time, and long-distance travel.  CDs that provide beautiful music fulfill both a need and want: People need and want to feel pleasure, happiness, joy, emotional connection (which music often provides), and beauty.  So it doesn’t matter if it’s a concrete need like medicine, food, clothing, electronic devices, toys, or office stationery, or an abstract need for music, novels, or eye-wowing art, you have to sell something that fulfills a need or desire, and/or solves a problem.  This is the first fundamental of all marketing.
Next, you need to over-deliver and offer people a deal.  This is essential in a captitalistic system of economics where competition is the rule of thumb.  If you’re selling widgets and your competition is selling them with a 10% discount then you need to offer something better, even if it be a 9% discount.  This is direct competition.  In indirect competition all you need to do is offer customers something extra.  This is actually the main ethos of over-delivering and offering people a deal.  Offter them something extra.  It can be a free report, free nature photos, a tiny packet of free perfume, a coupon for a free haircut, you name it.  But you have offer something extra, and it has to be free and in addition to the product or service you are selling. 
People want and even need to feel they are getting something extra for their money.  Make them feel they are coming out on top and getting a great deal.  If you come up with a product that cures cancer, that’s great.  But also throw in a little pill that cures acne.  Give them something extra.  Give them something more.  And make customers feel special.  Just don’t cure their cancer, but cure their acne, too!
In MLM you don’t need to represent yourself as a staff of many or as a business operating and occupying the largest office building in the city.  You work out of your garage or out of your kitchen.  All you need is yourself.  But what you must do is represent yourself as a unique professional business that provides a unique and quality-rich product or service that provides what customers want and need while also providing the best customer service around.  Doing these things is called BRANDING.  You have to brand yourself.  
Creating a unique name for your company, a special logo and letterhead for your stationery, as well as other special characteristics that give you individual identity and name recognition are also part of branding.  But the most important component or act of branding is branding yourself.  People join a business or buy from a business because of the person whose name is on that business.  Put Donald Trump or Bill Gates’ name on a piece of stationery and tons of people will line up around the block to buy letterhead and business cards from that stationery store. 
Make your name as respected and known for success, integrity, quality, speed and efficiency, and providing outstanding customer service, and soon enough people will line up around the proverbial cyberspace block to purchase from you and become an affiliate of your MLM business. 
Truly you do not need to rent office space in a highrise skyscraper to operate your own multi level marketing business.  MLM is a home-based business, and yes, one you can literally operate out of your garage or kitchen. It involves person-to-person selling and these days is more often done on the Internet than making telephone calls or throwing Tupperware parties at your home.  As a MLMer, you are a salesperson who is part of a chain of salespeople, just like the term multi level implies.  A MLM sales person is also called a consultant or representative or distributor. You and those who work under you and are part of your chain of distributors all work for a company like Tupperware or Amway, and are members of a larger network. 
Thus the term network marketing.  And, as an independent sales people working out of your home you are a MLM business that markets and sells products and services to customers.  This you do mainly through one-on-one personal relationships with customers and with consultants who are of your chain or network.  Throug the art and process of generating leads, building customer and referral lists, and marketing your business and network, you are in the business of multi level marketing.  This business earns you money through the commissions you get from products or services you sell to customers, and from commissions you get from consultants in your network who sell products to customers.  You are their sponsor.  Plus, they can sponsor consultants under them who also sell products from which you can earn further commissions. 
This is multi level marketing.  It is marketing through a network of sponsors, consultants, and customers.  Through a network of people.  It begins with you and your branding and positioning yourself as a business person and leader, which generates customers and leads for your business, which leads to affiliates and consultants working for and with you as part of your network all of whom share in profits earned in commissions from the sale of products and services.  The whole network, however, is based on the fundamentals of marketing, selling, and networking with people.  And this is probably the most fundamental thing of all to thoroughly learn and learn to remember: MLM is a people business.  Everything you do is for and about people.  People are most important fundamental of who we are and what we do in multi level marketing.  Never forget this.  Make it the first fundamental and order of business each and every day you do business!

Marriage Counseling

Here is a really funny joke I just had to share with my friends and followers here.  And be you husband or wife, it’s one you should really enjoy!

Marriage Counseling

After 35 years of marriage, a husband and wife came for counseling.

When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate,

painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the years

they had been married.

On and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness,

feeling unloved and unlovable, an entire laundry list of unmet needs

she had endured.

Finally, after allowing this for a sufficient length of time, the therapist

got up, walked around the desk and after asking the wife to stand, he

embraced and kissed her long and passionately as her husband watched

with a raised eyebrow.

The woman shut up and quietly sat down as though in a daze.

The therapist turned to the husband and said, “This is what your wife

needs at least three times a week. Can you do this?”

“Well, I can drop her off here on Mondays and Wednesdays,

but on Fridays, I fish.”



A Different Kind of Beautiful Music!

It’s time to expand our horizons and look beyond the safe and sure, and crawl out of our comfort zone to allow new beauty and the immense spice of variety to enter our staid hearts and minds.  So the terrible deed I have done here is offer everyone a clip of music that is opera.  Okay, okay, relax!  And please keep the outrage and screams of horror down to a low roar!  Thank you. lol
Just sit back and expand your horizons.  There is nothing you already love that you have to give up or lose.  Here is now something for you to add to it, and thus accord yourself this opportunity to explore and enjoy a new vista that is also safe and sure and immensely fulfilling.  Today’s aria (song) is called Nessun Dorma, and it is from an Italian opera called Turandot, written by a master Italian composer by the name of Giacomo Puccini.  This indelible pop song is sung by none other than the great Luciano Pavarotti, whose voice, I believe, epitomized sonic beauty and the infinite treasure that is music. 
Listen and enjoy.  I have faith in you.  You can do it.  You can accomplish this incredible listening feat!
P.S.  As a bonus, I’ve also included a link to Michael Bolton singing Nessun Dorma.  And yes, Michael Bolton can sing opera, and sing it beautifully well.  In fact, it was Pavarotti who taught him!




As everyone knows only too well, Monday sinks.  And it is the most annoying, aggravating, and stressful day of the week.  It can downright lead to a serious case of temporary insanity, outright terror, or abject depression.  Because of this, I wish to provide my permanent cure to Monday–a pep talk of a poem I wrote many years ago.  While I didn’t have Monday in mind when I wrote it, I think it can serve a nice remedy for every future Monday any and all of us have to face in the weeks and years that lay ahead. 

So if you enjoy my pep talk of a poem and it should help you make it through today, don’t hesitate to drop me a note here and tell me your success story.  Success story…that’s another thing we don’t have nearly enough of in this life.  Especially on Monday!


The moon may cry that you are a hapless lover
and there is not one passion worth living for:
every flower that grows is doomed to wilt,
every light that glows is destined to fade,
and every love, ever real, will gradually deteriorate.
Nevertheless, I cry unto you and only you
to love on long and strong and true
and never relinquish your passion!
Even if you defy love,
you will acquire love!
Even if you denounce love,
you will inspire love!
Even if you resist,
you yield. 
The sun may cite that you are a hopeless dreamer
and there is not one vision worth striving for:
every radiance of youth is squandered on the young,
every brilliance of wisdom is wasted on the old,
and every dream, ever dreamt, will cynically evaporate.
Nevertheless, I cite unto you and only you
to dream on great and straight and true
and never surrender your dream!
Even if your idea is reviled,
it will remain invincible!
Even if your vision is defiled,
it will remain indomitable!
Even if you fail,
you succeed. 
The stars may claim that you are a faceless hero
and there is not one cause worth fighting for:
every valiant soul is tarnished by despair and doubt,
every gallant goal is ruined by treachery and treason,
and every heart, ever brave, will tragically capitulate.
Nevertheless, I claim unto you and only you
to fight on proud and loud and true
and never betray the cause!
Even if the battle is lost,
you may triumph another day!
Even if you stand alone,
no power can stand in your way!
Even if you lose,
you win.
And the world may charge you are an useless philosopher,
that there is not one conviction worth dying for:
every profound concept is corrupted by pessimism and hate,
every renowned belief is tainted by skepticism and fear,
and every truth, ever true, will eventually disintegrate.
Nevertheless, I charge unto you and only you
to reason on requited and excited and new
and never forsake your determinism!
Even when the mind is suppressed,
it will transcend the physical cosmos!
Even when the spirit is repressed,
it will ascend the spiritual universe!
Even when you die,
you live.



Everyone has his favorite kind of place to vacation and hang out and recreate and even live out his life.  Like a great many people, no doubt, mine has always been the ocean–a place on the beach, near the sand and the waves, listening to the ebb and flow of the tide, and standing for hours, if need be, gazing out across the expansive sea and soaking in the mystery of it all.  I would never grow tired of it, and look forward to the day I won’t.

However, there is something innately sad about the sea–something melanchoic and winsome, something that is always filled with bittersweet memories of some happiness in the past now forever gone.  If you’ve lived long enough and been a sea-dweller, then you know what I mean.  If you don’t, well then, here’s a poem I wrote that might explain it better.  For those who know of what I speak, this poem is just to let you know that someone else knows it too.


There we stood years ago, upon our emerald beach,
With pure love between us, and pure happiness within reach.
Years ago when you held my heart in the palm of your hand,
And I would caress your skin…that was the color of sand!

For how I loved and was loved by you, each and every day.
There in the summer surf, until the tide had swept away.
Then we would walk long, sweet walks along the shore…hand in hand.
And yes, how I truly loved you…and how you loved the sand!

Then cold tides reigned and dark clouds remained…for summer was past!
Then we were swept together in a life that couldn’t last.–
A life our seashore hearts never wanted…and never planned.
A life bereft of long, sweet walks…and of emerald sand.

But such is the illusion of passion and lovers’ youth,
And the bitterness that time gives maturity and truth.
The truest love you think you found and which time will withstand,
Through life’s frail fingers…can be as fleeting as grains of sand.

Still, though now I walk concrete shores and stroll an urban dawn,
And my one true love is now lost or dead, but somewhere gone;
Though I have found new life and hold some happiness in hand,
The past is not lost or dead. For God!…how I miss the sand!


This joke is such a great one, I had to share it here!

Job at the FBI

The FBI had an opening for an assassin.

After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists;

Two men and a woman.

For the final test, the FBI agents took one of
the men to a large metal door and handed
him a gun.

‘We must know that you will follow your
instructions no matter what the circumstances.

Inside the room you will find your wife sitting
in a chair … Kill her!!’

The man said, ‘You can’t be serious. I could
never shoot my wife.’

The agent said, ‘Then you’re not the right man
for this job. Take your wife and go home.’

The second man was given the same instructions.
He took the gun and went into the room. All was
quiet for about 5 minutes.

The man came out with tears in his eyes, ‘I tried,
but I can’t kill my wife.’ The agent said, ‘You don’t
have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.’

Finally, it was the woman’s turn. She was given the
same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the
gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one
after another. Then they heard screaming, crashing,
banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was
quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the
woman, wiping the sweat from her brow.

‘This gun is loaded with blanks’ she said. ‘So I had to
beat him to death with the chair.’


Some Women are crazy. Don’t mess with them!




This is but one of many beautiful songs written by the leader of The Moody Blues.  So few know that he is one of the greatest songwriters of the last century.  When you check out some of the many awesome songs he’s written over the past 40 years as a solo artist and for the TMB, you will also know!  Beginning with this one, of course. 
This is a song about harmony and inspiration and having courage.  I hope you enjoy this lilting gem by Justin Hayward.  And remember: we can indeed move mountains.
Patrick The Poet


The Vietnam Memorial in Washington, D.C. is usually referred to as “The Wall.”  As a Vietnam vet it is my privilege to share this blurb.  It contains some amazing facts and info about the Vietnam War. It is a war I hope none will forget and no American will ever be ashamed of.  Except those who were its betrayers.

Vietnam Memorial – The Wall…

A little history most people will never know.

Interesting Veterans Statistics off the Vietnam Memorial Wall.

There are 58,267 names now listed on that polished black wall, including those added in 2010.

The names are arranged in the order in which they were taken from us by date and within each date the names are alphabetized. It is hard to believe it is 36 years since the last casualties.

The first known casualty was Richard B. Fitzgibbon, of North Weymouth, Mass. Listed by the U.S. Department of Defense as having been killed on June 8, 1956. His name is listed on the Wall with that of his son, Marine Corps Lance Cpl. Richard B. Fitzgibbon III, who was killed on Sept. 7, 1965.

There are three sets of fathers and sons on the Wall.

39,996 on the Wall were just 22 or younger.

8,283 were just 19 years old.

The largest age group, 33,103, were 18 years old.

12 soldiers on the Wall were 17 years old.

5 soldiers on the Wall were 16 years old.

One soldier, PFC Dan Bullock, was 15 years old.

997 soldiers were killed on their first day in Vietnam. 

1,448 soldiers were killed on their last day in Vietnam.

31 sets of brothers are on the Wall.

Thirty one sets of parents lost two of their sons.    

54 soldiers attended Thomas Edison High School in Philadelphia. I wonder why so many from one school.

8 Women are on the Wall. Nursing the wounded. 

244 soldiers were awarded the Medal of Honor during the Vietnam War; 153 of them are on the Wall.

Beallsville, Ohio with a population of 475 lost 6 of her sons.    
West Virginia had the highest casualty rate per capita in the nation.

There are 711 West Virginians on the Wall.

The Marines of Morenci – They led some of the scrappiest high school football and basketball teams that the little Arizona copper town of Morenci (pop. 5,058) had ever known and cheered. They enjoyed roaring beer busts. In quieter moments, they rode horses along the Coronado Trail, stalked deer in the Apache National Forest. And in the patriotic camaraderie typical of Morenci’s mining families, the nine graduates of Morenci High enlisted as a group in the Marine Corps. Their service began on Independence Day, 1966. Only 3 returned home.    

The Buddies of Midvale – LeRoy Tafoya, Jimmy Martinez, Tom Gonzales were all boyhood friends and lived on three consecutive streets in Midvale, Utah on Fifth, Sixth and Seventh avenues. They lived only a few yards apart. They played ball at the adjacent sandlot ball field. And they all
went to Vietnam. In a span of 16 dark days in late 1967, all three would be killed. LeRoy was killed on Wednesday, Nov. 22, the fourth anniversary of John F. Kennedy’s assassination. Jimmy died less than 24 hours later on Thanksgiving Day. Tom was shot dead assaulting the enemy on Dec. 7, Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.

The most casualty deaths for a single day was on January 31, 1968 ~ 245 deaths.

The most casualty deaths for a single month was May 1968 – 2,415 casualties were incurred.

For most Americans who read this they will only see the numbers that the Vietnam War created. To those of us who survived the war, and to the families of those who did not, we see the faces, we feel the pain that these numbers created. We are, until we too pass away, haunted with these numbers, because they were our friends, fathers, husbands, wives, sons and daughters. There are no noble wars, just noble warriors. 

P.S. For what I believe is a good source of information about the real truth behind all U.S. wars check out  Dr. Montieth says the VietNam War could have been won in SIX WEEKS! 


One major issue or topic I encounter a lot online, especially with new people and clients I meet here, concerns the subject of trust.  Some people are really paranoid and say you can’t trust anyone or anything on the Internet and that most likely everyone you meet here is either a scam artist or spammer or stalker or mass murderer or a distant cousin to Alfred E. Neuman.  And if you know who Alfred E. Neuman is, you know this may be the worst of all!

For me, I have met and made many good friends since going online in 1998.  And 95% of all my writing clientele I meet and acquire online.  I have met some shady and disreputable individuals via the Internet, and have been cheated a few times, and endured my quota of scammers, spammers, and hamheaded idiots.  But who hasn’t?  I chalk it up as having to take the bad with the good, just like so much else in life.  You buy a barrel of apples and find one or two bad ones at the bottom, don’t throw out the whole barrel!  Separate the bad from the good, discard the bad, and relish and cherish the good.  And keep on truckin’.  But most of all, don’t give up on trusting.  It’s an essential requirement to living in a civilized world with other people and enjoying all the benefits that come from it. 

Living life as an island or a rock (like the Simon & Garfunkel song) has very few benefits.  You can trust me on this, for I speak from experience.  Here is a poem I wrote about trust about this whole subject.  I trust you might read it…and come away a more trusting individual.


Opportunity eschewed you
And your world of chance didn’t turn,
So you let success elude you,
Cause trust is so darn hard to earn.

Then love came, but soon stole away,
So you took loneliness to live.
‘Tis strange what one’s heart will betray
Cause trust is so darn hard to give.

So let happiness fly and flee,
Such treasure takes too long to reap.
We’d rather endure misery
Cause trust is so darn hard to keep.

Therefore, face the world on your own;
Be an island and live alone!
And take your chances, if you must.
Though life is nothing without trust.

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