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After I Am Gone

dlbach — Mon, 23 May 2011 10:22:15 +0000

I have a lot to get done in the next two weeks so this will probably be the last words I post here within Blogtopia. Some have said they read my Meniere’s Blog regularly. Either they missed my Letter Of Resignation, or they just didn’t care. Since I am an advocate of giving people the benefit of the doubt, I will believe that they just lied to me in saying they read it regularly.

I spent last night in and out of sleep. When I was out of sleep I was thinking about everything that still has to be done. I woke up thinking about this post.

There are those who will wonder why I didn’t come to them with all of this. Well, how could I bring you my tears when you didn’t want to share in my laughter? In my life I have had one thing in my heart that I have striven to bring forth to the world in my meager words and that is peace through understanding and acceptance. The world has not listened. My heart is not to be heard. The world is not ready to hear what is in my heart, for it would rather hold onto its anger and hatred.

Perhaps in my next life, the world will be ready to hear what is in my heart. I believe that the intent of the heart follows you into your next life, so perhaps I have been trying to get the world to hear my heart for generations. Not this life, but hopefully the next. If you desire to me honor after I am gone, then remember the message of my heart and learn to accept others no matter the differences and understand that everyone is a human being above all else.

True peace will come when people move beyond the fears of what is different and accept everyone as individual human beings without the anger and hatred that continues to bind this world through ignorance.

Prattling No More

dlbach — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 10:24:53 +0000

Parky will prattle no more. If there is information regarding my SL friends or Parky’s Pub then I will relate it here. however, it has been brought to my attention that my ramblings and prattlings are not welcome and should be kept to myself. Thank you to those who have provided the feedback needed to clean up this blog. I do have a couple posts I am working on, but am having issues uploading the happy snappies. As soon as I figure out how to cure this problem, I will complete those posts and provide you some nice and pleasant reading.

Jazz Says It All

dlbach — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 16:13:59 +0000

Last night I watched the Kennedy Center Honors program on CBS. All five honorees were well deserving and well honored. I found myself laughing and crying as they revisited the past achievements and even a couple bombs of the ones being honored. There was so much history in that balcony as well as on the stage as I watched in awe and amazement with every detail and every utterance. One thing struck me as they were honoring Dave Brubeck for his work in jazz, everyone was affected by this presentation. Yes, it seemed that The Boss received more accolades and folks standing and swaying to his music as it was performed at the end. Then there were those whose faces lit up with the wonderful tunes once performed by Grace Bumbry. Rousing laughter nearly took the roof off the building when Robert De Niro and Mel Brooks were honored. However, Dave Brubek’s music moved me more than I thought possible.

I have loved jazz for a long time. Jazz and blues are very closely related so I am a fan of each. Seems everyone knows my favorite is Louis Armstrong. It is often said that jazz is the black man’s music and white men have tried to take it for their own. I have also heard it called African Music. I honestly do not believe any of this. Jazz is the music of peace. It transcends race, gender and age to bring everyone together for a meeting of the heart, mind and soul. President and Mrs. Obama were seated in the balcony with the honorees. Secret Service were there as well. The agents assigned to protect the president are to be alert and always focused on what is around them. I usually think of Royal guards who aren’t allow to move at all while they are standing guard when I think of the Secret Service agents. While the cameras were capturing the faces of those in attendance during the performances I watched. During Dave Brubeck’s presentation I noted the faces and posture of those the cameras caught. When they were focused on the First Couple I noticed the Agent seated behind them. His eyes were focused and watching everything around them, but his head was moving to the beat of the music.

Wide shots throughout caught everyone with heads bopping, feet tapping and fingers drumming to the fine jazz music being played. Black, white, Hispanic, male, female, actor, musician, president. It didn’t matter who they were, they felt the heartbeat of the music that is jazz. If it moves your body, even your toe to tap, then it has reached your soul. And that is JAZZ.

We ARE At War!!!

dlbach — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 19:20:29 +0000

A year ago I came to learn of a song. It isn’t a new song by any means. The song “War Is Over” was written by John Lennon and his wife, Yoko Ono, in 1971. With the US in the midst of the Vietnam War, John Lennon was very vocal in his anti-war beliefs. At a time of war it is usually construed that Anti-war is the same as Pro-peace. Pro-peace is so much, much more than just being against war and violence. Some say that true peace can only come from Yeshua. Others believe good Karma and meditation are the path to real peace. All of this is good and so many other things as well.

I came to know this Lennon song after losing my hearing. I knew I liked the music but didn’t know what the words were saying. I did know it was played in the course of a Christmas segment of some sort. I had a conversation with a friend who loves music and is a wonderful DJ in Second Life™. I told him some of the words and finally he said it sounded like I was talking about John Lennon’s Happy Xmas. I promptly went to Google and found myself listening to the song streaming on YouTube with the lyrics showing on the screen. I listened and read for about 3 hours. Yes, the same song for three short hours. I cried so hard as my heart listened to the words as I read them.

War Is Over speaks of reaching out to others; other races, cultures, ages. As humans we pride ourselves in 20/20 vision. Perhaps if the entire world population were blind and deaf we would stand a better chance for peace. We learn to disapprove and even hate those who are different from us. We are so intent on revising and editing each other to chisel out a world-wide society that is identical to us. We are alike. Every human-being all over the world. We all have bones and blood beneath the skin and hair that holds us together. We all have hearts that beat and pump the blood through our veins. We breath air into our lungs.

Where we differ is in our appearances, our beliefs, the way we think. Yes, some of the ideas we hold are in error (i.e.: thinking ourselves better than everyone else), but not all of them. It should be out differences that bring us closer together and give us the opportunity to learn from each other. Perhaps I don’t like to eat pig, does this make those who do evil for doing so? My skin is pale and I have green eyes. Does this mean that a person with olive complexion and dark eyes can’t be a good person or my friend?

There is a war that we are all involved in. It doesn’t matter our age, race, religion, sex or sexual orientation. WE ARE ALL AT WAR. The war is for peace. I will post later regarding fighting. But when we say we are a peaceful people, we should live it. Thanks to the wonderful world of Second Life™, I have made friends with people all over the world. They are of different races, cultures, religions and even sexual orientations. We met on a different plain and got to know each other and accept each other as human-beings without adding prejudice and bias. On this last day of Chanukah, I hope those who celebrate it each received a set of blinders. I hope those who keep Xmas will also receive some and then for Kwanzaa the same. Put on your blinders and use ear plugs to fight this war. Use your heart to get to know other people who are not like you in the way you think and believe. No one says you have to change your ways and believe as they do. Education, understanding and acceptance will be our weapons.

Listen and watch John Lennon and do so with your heart.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvNRHrKyaX4

I Really Don’t Care

dlbach — Fri, 11 Dec 2009 22:19:40 +0000

If you have a problem with the rules of the pub (discussed in the previous post) you can just TP out when I ask you to follow them. I really don’t care. The pub is NOT there for your convenience and will be leaving soon anyway. So, bye-bye.

This is What Happens…

dlbach — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 19:55:01 +0000

When Parky takes a breath.

Portcia

I should also add this is what happens when Isobela turns her back with the closet slightly ajar. Apparently, Portcia stepped out of the closet and pushed Isobela in and decided to hijack the stream and DJ for Celtic Kitchen Sink. I was slightly skeptical recalling what happened in April when Portcia and Aeryn were left to handle the pub in my absence. It seems as though Portcia has been watching over Isobela’s shoulder and learned a few things about DJing. I kept a close eye on things just in case Portcia strayed and tried to break the rules of the pub. I am pleased to say that she behaved herself quite well.

I know there are some who are wondering about the aforementioned rules. Yes, Parky’s Pub has posted rules. A while back I had to post about the DJ who broke the rules and ended up in a soapy mess. The only dress code is to wear clothes so that your bits aren’t showing. For the rest, No weapons, no profanity, no fighting, etc.; the pub is PG even if the SIM is Mature. Respect for each other is the course. Furries, humans, nekos, tinies, etc are all welcome as well as all genders and various sexual orientations. Being respectful at Parky’s Pub runs the full spectrum. You are asked to be respectful in open chat as well as private IM while you are in the pub enjoying yourself. My only desire is to provide a safe enjoyable venue for everyone.

Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming. DJ Isobela has broken free from her bondage (aka closet) and promises NEVER to let Portcia gain that much control again. I for one would be very sad if Portcia is locked in the closet never to be heard from again. I do miss her as a regular each week and think it would be quite fun on occasion for Portcia to DJ and Isobela to sit back, relax and enjoy. We will have to see what happens.

So Sorry

dlbach — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 18:56:48 +0000

Been away from here for a while do to puter issues. I am back now and will resume posting. Sorry for the lack of entertainment.