Sunday, December 4, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
CUMBERLAND MARYLAND TWISTS JIM MORRISON ~ PORTALS AND DOORS
Cumberland, Maryland
amoungst the Alleganys
is to me the most beautiuful land,
I ever have seen.
Cradled so sweetly and gently in God's Hands,
blessed so sweet as a kiss,
tough times came often of course,
and we always have nothing to miss
Tough times are what we are made of,
like the rock of the mountains surround,
We are a unique type of people,
amd we are proud of this historic town.
Your always welcome to come share in joy an dance,
we have free music all summer fridays after 5
and the folks come from all over and turn out,
get down dancing and get live, hoot holler and shout!
We have arts, and crafts, and shopping galore,
a bikepath across the street,
next ecurrsion Pittsburgh or Washington D.C.?,
Washington himself paved these ways.
just some little lost history...Washington...who was he ?
I grew up in Mt. Vernon,
I live in Cumberland thanks the Lord.
and had a home in old Pitt too
stood many times and spots where Washington did himself a few.
Our beiutiful potowmac,
olde english perhaps or a mispell,
Al Pettaeway played of it's tributaries,
soothes the soul and mind so well.
Thanks Al...you inspire in you artful craft laced in love that only the soul can release
oh beaitiful Douge Creek,perhaps we will meet and paly guitar there one day, or perhaps where Edison, Firesone, Ford, Birroughs, and yes, my great granfather R.J.H. DeLoach did stay...
for now I dream of that day
Al influnced me too, upon this way, as did my favorite Jimi's, Page and Hendrix
Ebony and Ivory and the blues,
they could simply blend it!
Al inspires me that way.
Or David Russell, a disciple of SeGovia,
if you know now whom I speak,
look these classics up,
David a pure prodigy I heard play,
no microphines, just finger picking,
and how such a church can RING!
Expertise, as Eddie Van Halen, Or Steveie Ray Vaughn Whaling away,
Eric Clapton felling and crying the blues, or Slash, "the man",
screaming never again another shot of pain, or David Gilmore in English style
comfortably numb...simply blusing along, as if its not a problem, so natural the gift
TC Tolliver banging the skins,
Wendy O'Williams screaming again,
Punk rock they RULED
they cut that path,
others get credit just makes me laugh.
Distorted history!
and framtom live, 12 was I in 1979,
West Point he played, and rokkinroll was what i saw
i could dream a lifetime to play as he
and still i do to this day
jethro tull oct 79
first cocert ever for me
my brotherss favorite band
i felt like i may lose my best friend
as my brother did not attend
he is , of course still cool with me,
but together to see him play we must together see
oh one day
My brother has always influenced greatness in me once again
influencing melodic harmonies
offering to my eras greatness over and over again
my loving brother, we of father and mother, so blessed
our family is
My sisters
concerts and scuba diving
while i delivered papers before shchool
not the cumberland times
but the washington post, 100 pages full of liberal bull...but what artful writing : )
and then wrestling, played in the orchestra...no wonder i got c's all year until the last quarter when i havd to proove to myself i could hang and bang out the a's and b's
if anyone ever had well guided ADHD...it
was certainly me
and me and me...lol
I am 43 with a broken neck and lumbar,
and im still going to build the fastest car
and race that quarter mile of my dreams.
no matter if i die amid tearful screams
as much i breathe i shall live
and live as much i breathe
and forvive me my sins when aloof
as scarcity of time my mind often gets spoofed
and in fear i say or act or write things on nonsense
but heading towards a greater goal
lost in the middle of deep thought gets confusing,
and out those fucking words go
scientific nonsense,
or sexual slips of the tounge,
perhaps ill strip off my clothes naked
and run around once again in the sun
or drink a case of beer.
and race a fiat x19, or spin an xj12
in ice entering fort hunt parks snakey turns
engine revving earth spinning trashed once again
black sabbath sings this song "trashed"
almost one night to death
or take more drugs more then a man can consume
but the back still hurts any fucking way
and memories of molestation
well they creep in again
and i give them once again to God...for a last time as i write tonight.
he will hear of them no more
he removes the past so ugly
Grace is beauty
The promise is restoration to health and sanity,
Faith, a request in beleif, heaven lay at out feet
the threshold i see always beckoning so inviting to enter in,
why so often do we let ego instead rag us to sin?
the past is where it belongs in an instant
fades with a blink of the eye
believe and start anew anytime you desire
a dream is never over, and we all start a new a now
What a leader we shall remember now
he paved new ways with vision,
as i pray each night to have the same to offer for all,
beautiful synaptic curisitic calm and soothing tension
turn transition
I hear music like a stereo in my mind all the time
of which I write record and play,
and yet I do not know where from it comes,
that inner voice a minstral
and it will be healthful and pure and healing
...and I am healing!
I land my best article ever at the US Dept of Energy
I suffer so bad in physical pain each day,
yet I am blessed and surrounded with pure love
I pray Oh Lord to thy father above
music appears from no where I know...maybe experience
years of intent listening,
computer knowledge,
science and art mesh
understanding math and sound waves, and effects
how they all implant a thought and a feeling and faith
i persoannly beleive music spreads a message, as does Kirk Fraklin
gotta love him...he lives his music...for real...what you see is what you get
pure spiritual inspiration he spreads across the nation
he is so real...i was privliged to see him in Woodbridge , Virgina in a beautiful house of the Lord
and I wondered...where were the white folks...why ofh why this disgusting dichotomy?
I am a Swygert...I am white...look up H. Patrick Swygert...he is black...lokks like he could be my Father...and I would be equally as proud as my father God blessed me with.
My Mother's maiden name is Moss...she is white too,
but I could always catch a football like randy Moss...one arm and all...
lucky for him I was not 6"6...never ran a 40 but I could run a 5.5 50...bring it old retired man...I m healing...and I'm lean and confident again...your feeling it like you have never known...I am use to it...redy now to stop bithing, roll and heal ! Amen
lets play some ball...ill put smokin you on my bucket list, cause we all have too have one...and you can play guitar with me on the and we can promote the positive benefits of marijuana....but let me say this ,my respected brother...I am a skins fan always dyed o
in the wool...and I want's me an apology, after puff pass puff puff pass for walking off our field...
they need you back...smast the Pat in the super bowl in no time...i could run the team better then the coaches we have had...and i di shanny and gibbs...so i have studied them, as well as many other coaches...cause you see a coach pissed me off and made me a quitter at ball...never to play again, until my senior year where I hurt my back in a single day of practice....DONE...dreams gone! permanently gone!...crushing, and I cannot even walk now too.
Oh dear god what do I do.
and here I am at 43, and I am not let it stopping me...docs with eyes size of coin dollars
see a man they think shall be paralyzed, yet i walk this land
oh so blessed am i
and to have friends like each of you
no matter what it is i do
you all each forgive me
passing tests of time
sent from the divine
for a bastard towards others i have had to be at times
not to be confused with a word not a relation in etymology to my Mother you dare
for I am just but always fair, easygoing like wine and water and air
i flow
as does
the spirit has me
and i am forever and constantly thankful for each breath
as a monk in the himalayans
i commune in life each moment
for it is here i find peace answer and sense
and hurt no more do i nor to another
soul set free
surrounded again by harmony
because i chose to chage
and accept help
that was offered by loved ones all around
for a while i pushed them out
on purpose stay away
pushed hard
i felt sickly contagious
a plague
lost in my own demise built of sympathy
poor me, poor me
the a Phoenix came and spoke to me upon a Sphinx
Pyramids a horizon painted
the lizard king said to me
break on through
so i said Jerry is that you, Jerry Darby,
yeah man, it's me, I recorded and played all that by myself,
whoa man groovy tune...
at once I was a West Point candidate,
and in the blink of Jerry Darby's eternal music he made as a child in the image of The Doors,
did i get in your head yet ?...im going to smoke you on catches especially with one hand....Im so slow...you'll run by me and my QB, Donavan McNabb, will naturally underthrow it to me...youll be 50 yards in the endzone heading for the locker room and Donavan and I will look like Marky Mark back with the Eagles.
Bring it young man...all in good fun...
oh yeah my hands of gold are nerve damaged too...gravity hits at half time with oxygen...then ill really whip ya in the 3rd and 4th...read some Walter Mitty...you'll see where I'm coming from then...while I run by you in the END ZONE!...lol...fantasy never hurt anyone...reality does though Randall.
I appreciate what you do for your comunitty...thast speaks more volumes then any coverage you got on the mainstream media...they had no idea who you were and what turmoil was going on off or on the field...you brought that to light...and a smuck (jk) as Bellicheck is a brilliant guy...HE FUCKED UP GETTING RID OF YOU !...ego...same reason Eli (David)and the GIANTS beat Tom and the pats (did not capitalize on purpose...lol) the cocky certain Goliaths....
go back wards a bit an refit this verbal puzzle atrocity...it has peices that all fit into a bigger picture...can you solve it
If and when i open my eyes I see his way
but I still have many a stubborn day
rebellious nature, tough and stubborn
but it keeps me learning strong
ans he knows I never look or run away too long,
this silly prodigal son,
run, run, run.
back home , oh prodigal son.
Im a pauper, my Father A colonel
offerings of finance each month so I do not more soon depart
tis not a matter of money which and what soever,
however a pure love of Father for son, for which I have not one of my own
yet understand,
my Father, My Professor, My Love as Mother, My Dad
Cumberland Maryland has taught me well,
I know all walks of life
I befriend all to share strength wisdom and hope
somtimes I got tricked into puffsmokining a little dooopppe
living once is a juxtaposition
id rather have transparent
so when you see me coming
you see and feel the love all inherent
you all my friends make me aglow...thanks
Cumberland, The Queen City, she is a Phoenix as I
raising from the ashes yet again,
bebirth happening rignt now
we all have something to lend
KNOW FAITH PLEASE I PRAY NOW
steve "rokkinroll" of MobiusTripz
.....a musical experience through time that promotes peace...i pray humbly friends for you each with love
FUCKIN MERLOT...great for the digestion...and the liver and the mind too...like a multi vitamin
I hope it works like Draino on fat and brain cells....may need a refill
well i hope someome got a laugh and mixed message from this goofy experiment in writing...
the blog is often a place to JUST GO OFF !!!!...theraputic binary therapy unencrypted insanity
or a big fat joke,,,,wadddual tink ????
ADVICE OF THE DAY....FUCK FEBREZE SMELLLS WONDERFUL...NEUTRAILIXES ALL THOSE SMELLS
AND BEST OF ALL...CAN BE FATAL IF OVERLY INHALED!
RIGHT ON THE CAN
CIGARETTES ARE JUST SOUNDING BETTER AND BETTER WITH EACH MERLOT AND GUINESS
I JUST REMEBERED THAT I FORGOT TO REMEBER TO PLACE THE COGNAC ON POE'S GRAVE...SO DID I REMEBER OR FORGET TO REMEBER OR REMEBER THAT I FORGOT...MAN...WHAT A RUN
WAS SNEAKY GETTING IN SO LONG UNSEEN
QUOTHE THE RAVEN
A TELLTALE HEART
THE SPHYNX
THE BALTIMORE RAVENS...WHOOPS THATS ART MODELLS
frank zappa and edgar alan poe went to west point....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
we all have a gift....share it...
hope you enjoyed this merlot canabanoid drift....just a blur of thoughts full of meaning between the lines...outside of the boX, or is that Xbox, where it is unexpectedly not easily seen, however felt and known
I am the lizard king...i can do anything !
Jim oh friend...see you in the dessert at the temple mount, with Jerry, Jimi, Janice, and Kurt, and Elvis and all of outr musician friends, with daises all around and shirtless jim like a maniacal drunken manequinm dancing and chanting, mesmerizing songs in throngs in black leather pants scantilly naked once again across the stage of sandy dunes and pyramids...me drunk as an angel by his side, ready to belt out new music for all to scribe...us both perhaps rolling around the stage and even trippin rollin too...
atop his world pretend again, with all his MR MOJO RISEN (Jim Morrison) happy to see you all again his beautiful friends...
JIMMORRISON ~ MR MOJO RISIN
and Mr. Johhny Depp could write the entire thing a munuscrips, as does he as does Hunter Thompson, to start life over again...the MobiusTripz...the journey so fun...enjoy the ride friends...a coaster of roller.
Blessed be all people as One today oh Lord as easch you read this only serious thing upon this digital temporary page.
amoungst the Alleganys
is to me the most beautiuful land,
I ever have seen.
Cradled so sweetly and gently in God's Hands,
blessed so sweet as a kiss,
tough times came often of course,
and we always have nothing to miss
Tough times are what we are made of,
like the rock of the mountains surround,
We are a unique type of people,
amd we are proud of this historic town.
Your always welcome to come share in joy an dance,
we have free music all summer fridays after 5
and the folks come from all over and turn out,
get down dancing and get live, hoot holler and shout!
We have arts, and crafts, and shopping galore,
a bikepath across the street,
next ecurrsion Pittsburgh or Washington D.C.?,
Washington himself paved these ways.
just some little lost history...Washington...who was he ?
I grew up in Mt. Vernon,
I live in Cumberland thanks the Lord.
and had a home in old Pitt too
stood many times and spots where Washington did himself a few.
Our beiutiful potowmac,
olde english perhaps or a mispell,
Al Pettaeway played of it's tributaries,
soothes the soul and mind so well.
Thanks Al...you inspire in you artful craft laced in love that only the soul can release
oh beaitiful Douge Creek,perhaps we will meet and paly guitar there one day, or perhaps where Edison, Firesone, Ford, Birroughs, and yes, my great granfather R.J.H. DeLoach did stay...
for now I dream of that day
Al influnced me too, upon this way, as did my favorite Jimi's, Page and Hendrix
Ebony and Ivory and the blues,
they could simply blend it!
Al inspires me that way.
Or David Russell, a disciple of SeGovia,
if you know now whom I speak,
look these classics up,
David a pure prodigy I heard play,
no microphines, just finger picking,
and how such a church can RING!
Expertise, as Eddie Van Halen, Or Steveie Ray Vaughn Whaling away,
Eric Clapton felling and crying the blues, or Slash, "the man",
screaming never again another shot of pain, or David Gilmore in English style
comfortably numb...simply blusing along, as if its not a problem, so natural the gift
TC Tolliver banging the skins,
Wendy O'Williams screaming again,
Punk rock they RULED
they cut that path,
others get credit just makes me laugh.
Distorted history!
and framtom live, 12 was I in 1979,
West Point he played, and rokkinroll was what i saw
i could dream a lifetime to play as he
and still i do to this day
jethro tull oct 79
first cocert ever for me
my brotherss favorite band
i felt like i may lose my best friend
as my brother did not attend
he is , of course still cool with me,
but together to see him play we must together see
oh one day
My brother has always influenced greatness in me once again
influencing melodic harmonies
offering to my eras greatness over and over again
my loving brother, we of father and mother, so blessed
our family is
My sisters
concerts and scuba diving
while i delivered papers before shchool
not the cumberland times
but the washington post, 100 pages full of liberal bull...but what artful writing : )
and then wrestling, played in the orchestra...no wonder i got c's all year until the last quarter when i havd to proove to myself i could hang and bang out the a's and b's
if anyone ever had well guided ADHD...it
was certainly me
and me and me...lol
I am 43 with a broken neck and lumbar,
and im still going to build the fastest car
and race that quarter mile of my dreams.
no matter if i die amid tearful screams
as much i breathe i shall live
and live as much i breathe
and forvive me my sins when aloof
as scarcity of time my mind often gets spoofed
and in fear i say or act or write things on nonsense
but heading towards a greater goal
lost in the middle of deep thought gets confusing,
and out those fucking words go
scientific nonsense,
or sexual slips of the tounge,
perhaps ill strip off my clothes naked
and run around once again in the sun
or drink a case of beer.
and race a fiat x19, or spin an xj12
in ice entering fort hunt parks snakey turns
engine revving earth spinning trashed once again
black sabbath sings this song "trashed"
almost one night to death
or take more drugs more then a man can consume
but the back still hurts any fucking way
and memories of molestation
well they creep in again
and i give them once again to God...for a last time as i write tonight.
he will hear of them no more
he removes the past so ugly
Grace is beauty
The promise is restoration to health and sanity,
Faith, a request in beleif, heaven lay at out feet
the threshold i see always beckoning so inviting to enter in,
why so often do we let ego instead rag us to sin?
the past is where it belongs in an instant
fades with a blink of the eye
believe and start anew anytime you desire
a dream is never over, and we all start a new a now
What a leader we shall remember now
he paved new ways with vision,
as i pray each night to have the same to offer for all,
beautiful synaptic curisitic calm and soothing tension
turn transition
I hear music like a stereo in my mind all the time
of which I write record and play,
and yet I do not know where from it comes,
that inner voice a minstral
and it will be healthful and pure and healing
...and I am healing!
I land my best article ever at the US Dept of Energy
I suffer so bad in physical pain each day,
yet I am blessed and surrounded with pure love
I pray Oh Lord to thy father above
music appears from no where I know...maybe experience
years of intent listening,
computer knowledge,
science and art mesh
understanding math and sound waves, and effects
how they all implant a thought and a feeling and faith
i persoannly beleive music spreads a message, as does Kirk Fraklin
gotta love him...he lives his music...for real...what you see is what you get
pure spiritual inspiration he spreads across the nation
he is so real...i was privliged to see him in Woodbridge , Virgina in a beautiful house of the Lord
and I wondered...where were the white folks...why ofh why this disgusting dichotomy?
I am a Swygert...I am white...look up H. Patrick Swygert...he is black...lokks like he could be my Father...and I would be equally as proud as my father God blessed me with.
My Mother's maiden name is Moss...she is white too,
but I could always catch a football like randy Moss...one arm and all...
lucky for him I was not 6"6...never ran a 40 but I could run a 5.5 50...bring it old retired man...I m healing...and I'm lean and confident again...your feeling it like you have never known...I am use to it...redy now to stop bithing, roll and heal ! Amen
lets play some ball...ill put smokin you on my bucket list, cause we all have too have one...and you can play guitar with me on the and we can promote the positive benefits of marijuana....but let me say this ,my respected brother...I am a skins fan always dyed o
in the wool...and I want's me an apology, after puff pass puff puff pass for walking off our field...
they need you back...smast the Pat in the super bowl in no time...i could run the team better then the coaches we have had...and i di shanny and gibbs...so i have studied them, as well as many other coaches...cause you see a coach pissed me off and made me a quitter at ball...never to play again, until my senior year where I hurt my back in a single day of practice....DONE...dreams gone! permanently gone!...crushing, and I cannot even walk now too.
Oh dear god what do I do.
and here I am at 43, and I am not let it stopping me...docs with eyes size of coin dollars
see a man they think shall be paralyzed, yet i walk this land
oh so blessed am i
and to have friends like each of you
no matter what it is i do
you all each forgive me
passing tests of time
sent from the divine
for a bastard towards others i have had to be at times
not to be confused with a word not a relation in etymology to my Mother you dare
for I am just but always fair, easygoing like wine and water and air
i flow
as does
the spirit has me
and i am forever and constantly thankful for each breath
as a monk in the himalayans
i commune in life each moment
for it is here i find peace answer and sense
and hurt no more do i nor to another
soul set free
surrounded again by harmony
because i chose to chage
and accept help
that was offered by loved ones all around
for a while i pushed them out
on purpose stay away
pushed hard
i felt sickly contagious
a plague
lost in my own demise built of sympathy
poor me, poor me
the a Phoenix came and spoke to me upon a Sphinx
Pyramids a horizon painted
the lizard king said to me
break on through
so i said Jerry is that you, Jerry Darby,
yeah man, it's me, I recorded and played all that by myself,
whoa man groovy tune...
at once I was a West Point candidate,
and in the blink of Jerry Darby's eternal music he made as a child in the image of The Doors,
did i get in your head yet ?...im going to smoke you on catches especially with one hand....Im so slow...you'll run by me and my QB, Donavan McNabb, will naturally underthrow it to me...youll be 50 yards in the endzone heading for the locker room and Donavan and I will look like Marky Mark back with the Eagles.
Bring it young man...all in good fun...
oh yeah my hands of gold are nerve damaged too...gravity hits at half time with oxygen...then ill really whip ya in the 3rd and 4th...read some Walter Mitty...you'll see where I'm coming from then...while I run by you in the END ZONE!...lol...fantasy never hurt anyone...reality does though Randall.
I appreciate what you do for your comunitty...thast speaks more volumes then any coverage you got on the mainstream media...they had no idea who you were and what turmoil was going on off or on the field...you brought that to light...and a smuck (jk) as Bellicheck is a brilliant guy...HE FUCKED UP GETTING RID OF YOU !...ego...same reason Eli (David)and the GIANTS beat Tom and the pats (did not capitalize on purpose...lol) the cocky certain Goliaths....
go back wards a bit an refit this verbal puzzle atrocity...it has peices that all fit into a bigger picture...can you solve it
If and when i open my eyes I see his way
but I still have many a stubborn day
rebellious nature, tough and stubborn
but it keeps me learning strong
ans he knows I never look or run away too long,
this silly prodigal son,
run, run, run.
back home , oh prodigal son.
Im a pauper, my Father A colonel
offerings of finance each month so I do not more soon depart
tis not a matter of money which and what soever,
however a pure love of Father for son, for which I have not one of my own
yet understand,
my Father, My Professor, My Love as Mother, My Dad
Cumberland Maryland has taught me well,
I know all walks of life
I befriend all to share strength wisdom and hope
somtimes I got tricked into puffsmokining a little dooopppe
living once is a juxtaposition
id rather have transparent
so when you see me coming
you see and feel the love all inherent
you all my friends make me aglow...thanks
Cumberland, The Queen City, she is a Phoenix as I
raising from the ashes yet again,
bebirth happening rignt now
we all have something to lend
KNOW FAITH PLEASE I PRAY NOW
steve "rokkinroll" of MobiusTripz
.....a musical experience through time that promotes peace...i pray humbly friends for you each with love
FUCKIN MERLOT...great for the digestion...and the liver and the mind too...like a multi vitamin
I hope it works like Draino on fat and brain cells....may need a refill
well i hope someome got a laugh and mixed message from this goofy experiment in writing...
the blog is often a place to JUST GO OFF !!!!...theraputic binary therapy unencrypted insanity
or a big fat joke,,,,wadddual tink ????
ADVICE OF THE DAY....FUCK FEBREZE SMELLLS WONDERFUL...NEUTRAILIXES ALL THOSE SMELLS
AND BEST OF ALL...CAN BE FATAL IF OVERLY INHALED!
RIGHT ON THE CAN
CIGARETTES ARE JUST SOUNDING BETTER AND BETTER WITH EACH MERLOT AND GUINESS
I JUST REMEBERED THAT I FORGOT TO REMEBER TO PLACE THE COGNAC ON POE'S GRAVE...SO DID I REMEBER OR FORGET TO REMEBER OR REMEBER THAT I FORGOT...MAN...WHAT A RUN
WAS SNEAKY GETTING IN SO LONG UNSEEN
QUOTHE THE RAVEN
A TELLTALE HEART
THE SPHYNX
THE BALTIMORE RAVENS...WHOOPS THATS ART MODELLS
frank zappa and edgar alan poe went to west point....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
we all have a gift....share it...
hope you enjoyed this merlot canabanoid drift....just a blur of thoughts full of meaning between the lines...outside of the boX, or is that Xbox, where it is unexpectedly not easily seen, however felt and known
I am the lizard king...i can do anything !
Jim oh friend...see you in the dessert at the temple mount, with Jerry, Jimi, Janice, and Kurt, and Elvis and all of outr musician friends, with daises all around and shirtless jim like a maniacal drunken manequinm dancing and chanting, mesmerizing songs in throngs in black leather pants scantilly naked once again across the stage of sandy dunes and pyramids...me drunk as an angel by his side, ready to belt out new music for all to scribe...us both perhaps rolling around the stage and even trippin rollin too...
atop his world pretend again, with all his MR MOJO RISEN (Jim Morrison) happy to see you all again his beautiful friends...
JIMMORRISON ~ MR MOJO RISIN
and Mr. Johhny Depp could write the entire thing a munuscrips, as does he as does Hunter Thompson, to start life over again...the MobiusTripz...the journey so fun...enjoy the ride friends...a coaster of roller.
Blessed be all people as One today oh Lord as easch you read this only serious thing upon this digital temporary page.
GREEN ERA TECHNOLOGY CHALLENGE 2
Here is another idea to post.
Once again rather simple.
All roof downspouts drain into a catch cistern and this water may be used for flushing the toilet.
It can be a simple catch
with a filter, drained into as many 55 or 60 gallon nylon drums as needed to simply connect with PVC, and a sump pump in the bottom of the second one in line, as they
would strain down in a series as one fills it would flow to the next, therefor always leaving the last one with with a capacity to catch more if the second rounds dry, and so
on if you have a larger system.
The first catch barrel could be set with a simple float to trigger drainage into the subsequent barrel if it should go empty.
These could be neatly
hidden in the yard attractively with a lattice covered frame work and built to still allow easy access for any maintenance.
with a computer App an a few sensors and actuators,
this water could be filtered and used to fill the toilet as we flush the basin.
This water would of course be non potable, however could be used for washing clothes as well, it the
Ph is correct and the water would be more often then not softer then the water we use from the tap.
Water consumption would be astronomical if we worldwide start utilizing a
system as this.
Calculate this:
Population of the United States alone, 300,000,000
flushing at least once a day, a conservative figure
saving 1.5 gallons per flush
that would
be a savings in the USA alone of
450,000,000 million gallons a day, on an ideal day with all flushing systems in function and filled with water.
That is a very low estimate and the
savings in abundantly apparent.
Now calculate the worldwide implications and you can see why this makes great sense.
Drain water could be captured in this system, as well as
shower water.
The homeowner could choose through a simple waterproof keypad which water should drain normally and which should drain into the cistern.
A simple series of
self cleaning robotic filters could clean the water, not to make it potable, but however to keep it from system contamination of the recycling units.
The Ph could be monitored
daily also through the computer system outfitted with sensors and actuators.
Think of how much pool water, rain water, shower water, wash water and jacuzzi water could be
reused in an excellent capacity before we ever send it off to the sewage treatment centers.
We could even have all this drain first into a simple but efficient and effective
series of cisterns that filter, similar to what the Romans used in ancient times, thus doing a majority of cleansing of the water before it ever gets to the treatment center.
We live in a day and age where we use water wastefully , and it is becoming a more scare commodity, as well as soaring in price, as it is a multi manifold system that starts from
consumption and returns to treatment, only to be cycled back into our environment and our homes, and often polluted with inert chemicals from pharmaceuticals, solvents,
petroleum products, and imagine on.
Well water use in my city of Cumberland Maryland (U.S.A.)is prohibited unless you are grand-fathered in and therefore still able to use your
well.
For two main reasons, we have contaminated the water, and we have lowered the natural level of water in these natural cisterns.
Now more alarming then ever, we are
raising the acceptable levels of contaminants in our waters across the country, to levels that are well beyond what was once acceptable.
Where is the sense in this I beg of you ?
We cannot allow this contamination to continue as our water which is our next boost valuable commodity to life itself, gets continually more and more polluted.
Here is a fine
example:
As we run lower on petroleum products and their respective prices raise, we have this uncanny awareness that we have the largest natural gas reserves in the entire
world. So what do we do...FRACKING !
Can we do a little research here that is separate party conducted, uninfluenced, not lobbied, and by a core team of scientists and
engineers?
My Father is a Civil Engineer West Point Army Corps of Engineers as well as a Mathematician to name a few credentials. I am simply a lowly scientist dreamer of a son
who is disgusted with the world in the way we are heading, and innately know, as my Father has shown me, that when we use brilliant thinking with transparency and creative
reasoning over ego, we get dynamic often unheralded results.
Fracking may be an answer for our future, but my geological studying of seismology offers me great concern that we
will seismically influence the land and make it weaker and more susceptible to slides, erosion, and other types of instabilities, some perhaps yet to be discovered.
Greed and
human demand go hand in hand, and we must think deeper before we do irreversible damage again, as we have proven time and time before we do with an even greater
consistency today.
So back to that water and the chemicals we use for fracking...well, where does it go ?...into our water table...and who pays to clean those chemicals out of
the water...ultimately you and I, while the gas companies pad their silken pockets, sell off the Earth;s wondrous resources they rape her of, and contaminate the water table in
the mean time.
Pressurized water always does damage. Look at a shore line erode away at an island, look at acid rain in a grave yard for instance...time markers, types of stone
from geology, and a plethora of knowledge if one observes keenly. That just rain over time.
So now, lets blast this water deep into the earth so that the lighter gas will be
forces under pressure through these fissures and be harvested at the surface.
Sounds ideally wonderful, but prove to me this land is still solid as it was beforehand, and clean
of chemicals as it was before hand. Does it perk, can a school or park be built here later. Can anything be built on it later.
If columns from large construction projects of poured
concrete are lay into the ground that was once fracked, can that land actually hold the weight to depth ratio calculated by engineers so that a column of support will be able to
handle the load of a building to be placed upon it?
What does this fracking really... realy do to us and our environment...it gives me an ill feeling in my gut like man will rape
mother eatrh again for our short term satisfaction with no regaurds to her consequence and all that she loves, nature and her animals.
We over sophisticate too much.
Government, systems of mass transportation for internal combustion engines, as opposed to the highly efficient mass transit such as The Washington Metropolitan Transit Authority
(METRO), where my father was their Assistant Head of Construction.
Talk about a way to catch rain water...go study that design in those tunnels, simply fascinating. That design
in its totality still to those day looks futuristic. Incredible design, thought and thinking went into that system because it was meant to be in service and efficient long after the
people who designed and built it had passed on.
Those are the types of legacies we must thrust onwards for today, not these silly egotistical, short term, disastrous long term
decisions of mis direction we all too often make now.
The water can be better utilized, starting right here at home.
If your handy as I am, build the system, or lets draw up the
blue prints which I can do as well, and patent and market this design as a non profit, given away at cost, or to the needy from donations.
The business philosophy could equally
be as cutting edge, all in how the consensus sees that it serves the people, the citizens, as long and efficiently in every aspect as it can.
Green Era Technology Challenge 3 to
follow soon.
Post your ideas...it is through collective thinking and free thought sourcing that we change swiftly and efficiently.
We have the tools and technology right now today,
it is high time we demand that we use them to better this country, this world, and this universe so that we may all live towards and in Peace now, not later, for there may be no later, lest we change imediatemente.
Steve Swygert "rokkinroll" of MobiusTripz
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or for a FEE FEE FEE if you like to purchase some downloads...OR RIMPLY LISTEN GREE PLEASE VISIT
Please aslo read my article fetured at The U.S. Department of Energy at this link. I think you will find in quite enlightening and hope you will deeply enjoty it and find both vision an dinspiration there.
There are many other fascinating articles to read there as well as a lot abiut what our new strategieis are for energy in the not so distant future, we now call today!
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
SHIMMER ~ LYRICS ~ and Song Link ~MobiusTripz
SHIMMER ~ click the link and sing or read along...enjoy
http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=9995633&q=hi
all songs free streaming 24/7 @
www.mobiustripz.com
SHIMMER ~ LYRICS ~ MOBIUSTRIPZ
I can see
sunbeams
water shimmering
as its rolling down the mountain
i can feel
the coolest breeze
caressing my soul
as it gently blows my mind
droplets of water
glittering
keep dancing
on my eyes
dancing on my eyes
droplets of water
glittering
keep dancing
on my eyes
well i'm not day dreaming
on this beautiful day
a day of life
fills my soul
each day such an incredible gift
like the water
one day too
I too
will flow
SHIMMER ~ MOBIUSTRIPZ
Steve Swygert
"rokkinroll"
of
MobiusTripz
All
my songs stream free 24/7 @
www.mobiustripz.com
I
enjoy and respond to emails and comments and welcome them greatly.
Peace
friends...if your a fan or not...your a friend.
Peace
NO MAN IS AN ISLAND ~ lyrics to the blues song by MobiusTripz
http://www.reverbnation.com/c./poni/24484534
or
http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=9983727&q=hi
CRANK IT UP AND SING OR READ ALONG
free streaming 24/7 or paid download available too...enjoy
Life's Sometimes Lonely Journey - Original short poem
Life's sometimes lonely journey
song titled:
NO MAN IS AN ISLAND ~ lyrics to the blues song by MobiusTripz
On an island standing alone,
surrounded with all of my friends of life,
memories of yearned time lost gone by,
and time to strike now rich, love surrounds me,
no one comes along,
journeys spent alone, I ask why?
I try to catch a drift,
sliding gracefully to my friends,
my twisted word of expression,
misunderstood by many,
clues to an answer for all,
losing in rapid succession?
Souls that slip these surly bonds of life,
and time wins as always once again,
when I catch up behind it,
I promise next to be a better friend.
Now is the moment to share,
and be footloose and fancy free,
I just want to say I Love All My Friends,
that are on this island with me.
Steve Swygert
"rokkinroll"
of
MobiusTripz
All my songs stream free 24/7 @
www.mobiustripz.com
I enjoy and respond to emails and comments and welcome them
greatly.
Peace friends...if your a fan or not...your a friend.
Peace
FUNKY COUNTRY ~ LYRICS ~ and link to the tune by MobiusTripz
FUNKY COUNTRY ~ LYRICS and link
Play the tune and read the lyrics…fun song.
(you may have to copy and paste this into your browsers address
bar)
I think something
Is sounding funny
I hear a lot of funky
When I hear country
Maybe it’s because
everybody is smoking
And getting funky
In the country
We don’t do things the same around here
As most of you do at home
yeah
We have family recipes for our mash
And we smoke some sweet homegrown
It’s country
We like to do it country
In the country
Because that what this countries all about
Being country
Having freedom
From persecution
Yeah man
There’s lot of country in this country right now
And we would take it back,
but ya’ll never had it
and never will
We don’t relinquish our grip on anything to easily
Out in the country
Because we’re country
Out in the country
Having fun and getting funky
In the country
Out in the country
This is simply a musical parody with a fun country twist.
However, the real issue is relevant, and not meant to be
diluted lyrically, but rather shared in principle with a little country humor
thrown in…
The legalization of marijuana is a major political issue
today, finally!
…and you truly can hear it loud and clear all around…
and a whole bunch more in modern country music…crank it
up…you may not like it…but that is the reality of this issue gaining a massive
head of steam in politics after NORML has been actively been trying to legalize
marijuana now for over 40 years…
If you like this song…check out my other tune that goes
right along with this one…
It’s also a parody and a fun song…so crank up a couple and
have a laugh…but ponder the deeper implications as stated please.
Share these messages abroad so we can accomplish these goals
more quickly, and get onto even more important issues quickly.
We have wasted an incredible amount of time and money on
this issue that should be a simple no brainer.
We have a plant that does better for most patients then
anything man has ever created in a lab, and it can be grown at home when
legalized, and consumed in private at homes or the proper business
establishments.
Shall we continue to fund futile anti marijuana drug wars
and campaigns of all sorts, incarcerate non violent pot heads and waste time
and cash in our archaic, slow, and full of red tape, legal system…
…or can you think of somewhere else this money may be better
spent, like on our infrastructure, new technology, and rebuilding this great
dying nation…or we can continue to alienate the consensus and crush ourselves
further?
That song is called:
“LEAGALIZE WEED 2011” ~ and I will rename it each year and
re-release it until marijuana is at the very least legal for medicinal
purposes.
(you may have to copy and paste this into your browsers address
bar)
My second most widely read world wide blog posting is my
response to the legalization of marijuana to The Huffington Post, and brings up
enough thoughts to justify, in any rational and reasonable mind, that it should
be legalized.
Read it please if you agree, but especially if you do not.
(you may have to copy and paste
this into your browsers address bar)
We have been a closed minded country long enough.
Shall we let Aids and cancer patients and other who are
gravely ill and afflicted suffer more when marijuana help these patients to
live healthier more productive lives if they choose to smoke marijuana?
Would it lose its stigma in a “pill” form?
Shall we continue to pollute our sick bodies with
pharmacology? A sick science in most instances that supports the greed of far
too many and thwarts well being, and crushes many financially, with the promise
of hope, so often not found, and with
ridiculous side effects that are life changing forever, and in the wrong
direction?
Shall we imprison a man or woman because they possessed marijuana
for any reason?
Incarceration is very expensive per annum, and many many
folks are in jails in prisons for non violent marijuana related reasons that
our society has for too long looked down upon needlessly.
The onus of incarcerating prisoners is upon the taxpayer,
us, and that is our decision to make, not just a few men, We elect!
I believe in speaking out while I am alive, because when
your close to death with medical issues, it makes one think deeply, and search
for answers to survive, and I will and I will heal, as my Faith and friends and
family guide me with loving hands and thoughts, and opinions that can become
reality and fact.
I absolutely do not believe in releasing violent prisoners,
as they have no place in a beautiful society, until they are reformed.
On the other hand, who should be jailed for smoking a plant,
if they do nothing to anyone?
Steve Swygert
"rokkinroll"
of
MobiusTripz
All my songs stream free 24/7 @
www.mobiustripz.com
I enjoy and respond to emails and comments and welcome them
greatly.
Peace friends...if your a fan or not...your a friend.
Peace
GOODBYE MOTHER EARTH ~ LYRICS ~ MOBIUSTRIPZ~
Written in 1992 – song recorded in November 2011
Story behind the song:
Lyrically written in 1992, I was and still am today vividly, acutely, and conscientiously aware of what we were and are still doing as a world of people...as far back at least as 1992 through to this day…sadly.
We are at the least on the cusp of collapse, both financially and in ways we have affected our entire ecosystem…it truly may be to late for future generation…please take all the lyrical words to heart and be a voice as well as take action peacefully for our planet, our people, and our collective future.
Please read my article published and dually recognized by The United States Department of Energy as well,
http://www1.eere.energy.gov/wip/news_detail.html?news_id=16404
(you may have to copy and paste this into your browsers address bar)
This philosophy I outlined for the Green Era in my article is certainly crystallizing finally into a new collective future we must implement immediately, or fail miserably…it is truly that dire!
Song link to www.soundclick.com: FREE STREAMING or paid download:
http://www.soundclick.com/player/single_player.cfm?songid=11202163&q=hi
(you may have to copy and paste this into your browsers address bar)
GOODBYE MOTHER EARTH
The car that pollutes
The landfills we create
The wars that we fight
Is it too late?
The nuclear power
The acid rain
The ozone layer
We must be insane!
Politicians talk
People don’t react
We are losing Mother Earth and
We are losing her fast!
The smokestack puffs
The fish they die
We are losing the rain forest
This is no lie
Wake up and smell the roses
While there are roses still to smell
Our poor Mother Earth
Is resembling hell
React now
Because talk is cheap
Start working now
Before we are really in too deep.
OR SAY GOODBYE TO MOTHER EARTH
Lyrically written in 1992, I was and still am today vividly, acutely, and conscious of what we were doing as a world of people long ago…sadly. We are at the least on the cusp of collapse…it truly may be to late…please take all the lyrical words to heart and be a voice for our planet.
Please read my article published and dually recognized by The United States Department of Energy as well,
http://www1.eere.energy.gov/wip/news_detail.html?news_id=16404
(you may have to copy and paste this into your browsers address bar)
as it is certainly crystallizing finally into a new collective future we must implement immediately, or fail miserably…it is truly that dire!
Steve Swygert
"rokkinroll"
of
MobiusTripz
All my songs stream free 24/7 @
www.mobiustripz.com
I enjoy and respond to emails and comments and welcome them greatly.
Peace friends...if your a fan or not...your a friend.
Peace
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