What an experience it was to work aboard a Chesapeake Bay Oyster scrape boat, 65 ft with Capt and three man crew the "ESTELLE LEONARD".
Those long adventurous journeys beneath velvet skies and and blue green waters of the countries largest estuary. We dredged for oyster Spats(baby oysters) and moved them to various places on the Chesapeake. Tied off shore at night, beneath a vaulted sky of stars and silhouettes of the nearby shore line and the slight slapping of occasional waves. Fresh full grown oysters caught in the scrape for spats were the evenings reward..........SWEEEEET!

to be continued

The Blog begins to show more of us(I think), the similarities between us humans and a school of fish. A mass of "reactors", in the way that a neighbor "bumps" into another and another making space and the other making space and thus "a mass" flinch. A darting and a flinching, each acting the role of "reactor" to the other in a total expression of body and spirit darting about in a pool of sheer energy.

Then on the other hand, there are the lone fish that dart about as "actors" and use various means to "Prod" the "reactor" to conform to some sense of purpose.

Lastly are the lone fish that ban together as "actors" that control the direction of the larger "fish body" made up of reactors.

I see each blogger as a part of a reactive group (of fish in a school ultimately subject to the "actor" or the "various coalition of "actors")or as an "single actor", or a Blogger aligned knowingly or unknowingly to a coalition of "actors".

These three basic metaphorical fish categories have given me a shape for the "Blogisphere".....In that light I get quite a bit of fun ....truely a surfing experience...thought I'd mention it.
LaLePoP'

I'm at such an amazing point in my life when I really think about it and I tend to think more of it every day.
As a younger man I had a Superman attitude, you know, that dream state where your tyeing sheets torn into cape shapes around tour neck and charging head long, bounding from rock to rock or yard to yard,
running head long into the wind. A lot of you guys know what I'm talking about, where ya fly in as the hero and cheers from Heaven resound.
Well, that attitude carried into the second stage of my life and was me as the Life Guard, certified for pool and beach lifeguarding.
As I pursued an interest in Electronics that had begun at the age of ten(by the age of eleven held my general class license and had access to the world.) Those interests paralleled my superman interests to life guard which I continued to do, with my last beach job as lifeguard at an Ocean City Beach for a summer while in the Air Force stationed at a nearby radar sight in Palarmo, New Jersey.
Then, after the service, got married and had three kids. My first exposures to the "real world" were profoundly disturbing but in the midst of it, I managed to continue pursuing an Electronics Career and attained my First Class Commercial FCC professionals license. All of that was just a natural progression of events but was of very little significance to me because I was still in that Superman dream.
Being in that dream, my mind was constantly pointing out to me the injustices of race,gender and "the illusion of looks" in general. Only now do I know why I was sent into such a search. My Superman dream, had me seeing past looks and the injustices were so stark against the back drop of Love that the Superman dream is based upon.
My marriage blew up in the face of five innocent kids, my unknowing wife, my unknowing son, my unknowing daughter, my unknowing other son, and unknowing me.
By the time I was thirty six I had gone from a kid in a Superman dream to a distraught thirty six year old kid in a Superman dream.
I began meditating and waiting and giving God the opportunity to show up(about a year of practicing according to a Buddhist tradition of subduing thought through principles of non attachment...more on that if you want) because I no longer had any faith in my "Superman Dream". Than one afternoon he showed up .......to be continued

Love is a "Beautiful Weakness" ,
eternally wed,
to the "Ruthless Stregnth"
of the Truth!

For our sake!

That's how important we are in the scheme of things!

If ya never heard of the Lord's Navy,
ya have now.

Manned by those born of water and the Spirit,
armed with only the ringing Truth and faithfull common sense,

SHALL RUN ALL BATTLE SHIPS AGROUND!

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Fullfillment of both Faith and Promice,
where all will know the truth.