Thursday, December 8, 2011

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TECHNOLOGY CHALLENGE # 5 AND # 6 AND # 7 or a combination ultimately there of

TECHNOLOGY CHALLENGE # 5:

I desire and need the help of a programmer to help me flow chart, design (write the code), design the architecture, and software and perhaps new hardware I have in mind, for a proprietary system to carry open source code across a Roku to have access on the big screen or any device exactly as my cell phone Apps appear as a desktop with a screen and gyroscopic or laser hand radio mouse (can be a series of laser dots for each fingertip that visually display upon the screen generated by the code that operates the proprietary or open source, who cares at this point, we need change and efficiency fast, system with the mouse which after cloning your fingerprints with for unique, permanent, fail safe, encryption (for at least a while, because where there is opportunity there you will meet a thief in due time)...back to the mouse...it can be cloned difitally to the users finger prints and communicate or even be based and built into either an App itself, or the side of the Roke, or other similar digital code sharing network. It will offer at the very least exactly what a cell phone and Apps of the day offer and instantly link to any television you have acces to it's encryption and that works identical, or as you choose for appearance, the same as an Android style cell phone but on the television.

I would more then rarely not have to sit as long, which is difficult with a broken back, and could therefore be more productive and leave me in even less pain...so a selfish idea from circumstance that can, in turn, be a modern revolution in further enhancing the ability to choose Apps to run anything from your home itself, to your utilities, to your wash and anything you desire...thus saving you time to manage life so that you can share the life you managed to have as free for a change.

Work is work and is inherently rewarding, but life shared an savored is oh so sweet.

TECHNOLOGY CHALLENGE # 6:

I want to build and market an App so that any Android smart phone can quickly communicate with any smart television and become the remote control of that unit, or any oher remote, including ypur personal car, through proper encryption. Just imagine the savings and incredible innovations this will propel forward and as alaways with encryption of course. ...ever walk by homes with a remote...you can drive a man crazy...been a thought...never done it...played a trick on some friends good though... So encrypted remote for the Android's App market.


TECHNOLOGICAL CHALLENGE #7

MAKE THIS FREE

App for car OBD2 Diagnostic codes and system light and other "idiot indicator lights" codes and resetting capability as well as a database of stored code run in real time, as a black box on a plain, to much more quickly identify faulty sytems, more quickly make repairs, and through a study of teh statistics gathered, identify system and / or component failures, be they by fault of design or production flaws. A system as this, again, will revolutionize the industry and marketplace, while all in the meantime saving precious resources such as petroleum, stored battery power through more efficient consumption, as well as the resources of time for all parties affected by a failure, labor hours, and resources such as money, as a system and datastream analysis will quickly pinpoint a system of multiple system failure in real time with a text alert and pinpoint through a GPS like system to the nth degree exactly where failure has transpired, and eactly wjat will be expected and required to fix the issue, if it is the only damage done, such as, until a time comes, which also may be soon, we csan track body, damage, when it happensm take pictures automatically when we are tapped in the parking lot, with forward thinking map out in a think tank what laws and issues may evolve from such a marketplace and as always should be an emphasis on every technology challenge, we should look to add jobs to the employment sector of the economy with each and every endeavour, not for the sake of creating jobs alone of course, but for the sake of further efficiency and evolution of technology to quicken the changes we diseire to make the Earth a more peaceful and inhabitable place to live, and Placing a colony on Mars is not today even however the sligtest bit a thought of fantasy anymore, as we have advanced so far ahed today in the science of optics, we also have seen answers to ridddles time had not yet let be known, an therefore science itself is revolutionizing at the most rapid pace ever known, and will quicken more still.

 It is dire that we use it to the betterment of all the world in its entirety and to do taht peacfully...forces beget forces...physics proves that...kharma is a force, known by all, yet proven by few, yet we know it exists.

Who amoung us can argue that fact sincerely?

To perceive differently as much as possible each moment while centering on a source of eternal energy, one can transition any threshold of earthly bounds with grace,and science is starting to prove quickly now, that what was science fiction only yesterday turns reality today.

 What astonishing new item in the news will you read next that is about an incredible new device, or a cure, or a victory of mega proportins.

We face not a time anything like the great depressin of yesteryear...the compaison is so sickeninly skewed because the dynamics of population, somehow over looked in the mainstrteam media, when making comparisons of todays economic worldwide melt down to that of the great depression of the United States are more then likely going to be far to scary for the media to admit, akin to yelling fire in a crowded  theater...the only problem, is now,  people have been yelling fire, and most folks are oddly staying inside where the fire is.

I am thanksful for the positive change I have seen very recently. I am thankful that the same day I released an album called "Changing Times" that it was coincidentally announced by our President Barack Obama that all of our tropps were returning home by the end of this year, by all effective militaristic implications, which we are ceasing. Or...is that how that goes....hmmmm...

No that is not, as we will know with the new drone technology, which is looking to be very very frowned upon across the world, I will let you each be the judge of that.

I do not always know something that is less evil, from not evil, to evil 100%...sometimes the nuiances can truly be that carefully shaded so that things appear beautiful which are life threatening, as well as life thratening things that look exactly as one would expect, like a bear gnashing through a carcass with power and force that is both bone crushing and awe inspiring.

My philosophy on a personal and a green philosophical level is to explore and feel out new ideas in an internatinal communitty of professionals in a transparency and sharing public manner so that answers once and still prayed for today, will appear within moments with clarity and certainty, as compared to what once took ages to get answers for, soon we will  get faster then the speed of light seemingly.

once quantum computing is combined with could computing and networked, the computing power will be infinite. Which truly means we will see further away and deeper into anything more then we ever have.

We have become a being of manipulating nearly anything we want to get what ever it is we desire, for what ever that means, again I will let you decide.

Check out Iarpa...great website, great idea, I may suggest a few things why not, however, this blog and my music is my home and my focus.

I bid you each adieu!

The Sickness of Sickness ~ LYRICS

MobiusTripz The Sickness of Sickness
The sickness of sickness,
weeks removed seems ridiculous,
I loved you so much I became sick,
trying to get closer to you.

I wanted to see,
the way that you see,
share and heal with you, for you, for me, for us. for God,
you lied to me upon the way

SUCH WICKED MISERY

Then I saw the wicked manipulative way you see,
upon me now a cloud of misery,
as blind, as blind, as blind can be,
now the blues really do speak so very deep to me.

and when I was younger...

I thought then that they could speak to me,
thanks for helping me understand such sweet misery
a path we walked together for fun and free the portal looked like Eden,
as our soul's descended ...into misery
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Wednesday, December 7, 2011

NATIONAL SPEAK UP SURVEY ~ http://www.tomorrow.org/speakup

DEC 07, 2011 This is simply an email on my thoughts which were a response to a email letter from tomorrow.org, in which they ask:...here is the exact email: FCPS is participating in Speak Up, a national on-line survey about the use of technology in schools. This information will help FCPS, local, state and national policy makers and the business community; contribute to the national dialogue about science, technology and preparing students for the 21st century workforce. Please complete the 20 minute survey no later than December 23, 2011. • Parents, please complete this survey at home with your child. • Teachers, administrators and staff are also encouraged to compete this survey. • Please visit http://speakup4schools.org/speakup2011/ to take the survey. The secret word is fairfaxva. • For more information about the survey, visit http://www.tomorrow.org/speakup -----About this E-mail----- This e-mail has been sent to you by LAKE BRADDOCK SEC. To maximize their communication with you, you may be receiving this e-mail in addition to a phone call with the same message. If you wish to discontinue this service, please inform LAKE BRADDOCK SEC IN PERSON, by US MAIL, by TELEPHONE at (703) 426-1000 or REPLY TO THIS E-MAIL. As it is winter, and we are preparing for a snow in Western Maryland right now, it reminds mew why I joined the Lake Braddock email alerting system of communications and collective thoughts. It was a few years ago, and MathCounts was cancelled due to snow, then the make up date was cancelled do to snow...we finally had a great competition, and it shows just how being a part of something has lead to other positive an inspiring events and wonderful folks I have met along the way. so I sent this email to www.tomorrow.org SENT TO: http://www.tomorrow.org/contact.html I received an interesting email from Lake Braddock Middle School (as posted above), and it was a link to your interesting survey and site, which I was very happy to study thus far. It compelled me to write and share a few thoughts that I think are on the forefront of all of our minds, finally. I am a musician, an artist, a scientist of police science, a researcher, and an author...blah, blah, blah...I am even a comedian, as we all need to laugh...all my best teachers had witty humor...and always used it with great tact to bring back to focus a classroom consensually at a collective loss of attention. I also enjoy a vast array of topics, be they history, agriculture, geography, physics, etc. I have two publications that may be of interest to you, and they are short reads and to the point, and I do not mind if something is quoted, as long as it is kept in the proper and original context and dually given credit. One was a piece published by The United States Department of Energy. http://www1.eere.energy.gov/wip/news_detail.html?news_id=16404 I wrote about new technology and the green era, and what the philosophy of the green era is in simple reasonable articulate terms. It has been quite well read and received, and I see the impact of my shared communication from the posting in the news and in science more and more so then ever. It is a great feeling to be in that mix, and we should all be so inspired, and I hope that it places us all in high gear, so to speak, so that we may achieve change through literacy, by an also equally new inspiring school of philosophy sweeping through the halls of education at a rapid and radical pace that is currently taking a strong hold in the educational community and changing our educational system into one that will be the leader and example to follow, instead of the sleeping seemingly instantly archaic system it has long to long been. Through this better quality of instruction, we will efficiently influence the youth with fascinating invigorating challenges, which they much more readily accept and excel at then they do the same old thing we have done far too long...drones of information learned for the purpose of testing but not promoting independent, and communal shared thinking, have hindered too many students, and has forever handicapped not just themselves, but our collective future. What larger price can their be for mistakes that are so now clear in hindsight? This Green Era Philosophy along with the implementation of better teaching techniques by the utilization of newer technology is the very perfect marriage of these two so well linked areas, as they will each propel one another. So we are embarking on an era of exciting change and great hope, even as we are financially failing as a nation, we are also re-birthing simultaneously, and it is an amazing transition to watch, study, write about, philosophize, and be in the middle of the mix of the entire metamorphosis, and the only reason I mention that is because of this fact. I am of sound mind, but my body is a physical wreck. I am pursuing, for a second attempt because of further deteriorating health, Social Security Disability, which is never pleasant for anyone to have to wade through the red tape of. While all the while watching my many dreams of fruition go up in smoke...houses lost, finances damaged or non-existant, homelessness a step away be it not for my Father, a few friends that guide me and with help in countless ways, and yes, even a terribly faltering government, that does thankfully offer something in which to survive upon, which I am thankful for and in dire need of. The process of Social Security Disability could simply be streamlined, but it is apparent that the forward thinking is not there currently, nor the system in which to implement the forward thinking, that would make the process more efficient, less likely to be abused, and money spent on the needs of the disabled instead of the legal quagmire it seems that the fat cats would rather make their millions on, then to offer greater help to more people who are deserving and have paid into this system. I have lost all my work credits !...Than was a large chunk of change, an story for another time, however, our case was proven simply, and a review of the record will show that abundantly clear, and still I was denied with no real evidence supporting the denial. Wiser now through the education this alone has been, I would have sued the Federal Government before the statue of limitations ran out. I would have done this because it sets a precedence for changing flawed systems so others will not be treated with injustice. I would never file a case for spite’s sake, as our country is damaged enough. The legal system, when properly used, is suppose to be a vessel to progress, that however is less and less often the case, as we fail to utilize technological advances, for one reason following a plethora of other reasons. That is changing swiftly, and with it will be a new work force, new products, new science, and a new American Dream, and we can all have a piece of the pie to enjoy together, and if not us today, perhaps our children soon. However, in the meantime, I have this mind, this wondrous mind, just as lively now, and actually even more so, then was I as a child, full of curiosity, always taking apart, analyzing, fixing, re-creating, evolving, or simply cussing at times, over the countless things I have studied, be it electronics, computers, automobiles, music, all sciences and all arts, and the point is, they are. as we are, all very clearly interconnected. So as I suffer physical ills, there is no reason I cannot dive into my arts and abilities and re-invent myself to the best of my ability into a musician that might make a buck…a real tough sell more then ever these days. That too is swiftly changing I believe more then the media covers. I have offered to Rolling Stone to write a few articles on some ideas that are quite fascinating, but as I am a no one in corporate eyes, I never even get the common courtesy of a response. So I blog away when I write, send emails, stay active as possible, read a ton and then some more, write and record my songs, and throw it to the wall to see what sticks…I like what is sticking and it seems others do as well…that is a great thing to feel and know at any level when you have been suffering. The net is not even close to my life, however it is a great conduit to communicate through and an excellent tool to learn from. Finally we are getting better standardization across all platforms where all electronic devices can communicate together wirelessly which leaves open the door wide….straight to opportunity… I issue Tech Challenges on my Blog…just two so far…perhaps you can do the same, or perhaps you do and I missed it this far…anyways…so cliché…point is, to let the youth dream up ideas…some kids I have met are smarter then some adults I know ever will be and when I say that I o not say it in poor taste, I say it meaning the minds are alert active and ready for greatness, where some older folks that went through less fortunate everything in life are often left zapped of all of their energy and real motivating desire and zest for life…that is a sad, truly sad thing, to watch. I have attended MathCounts with my Father, and the children participating in that community are brilliant. Often they can answer mathematical questions correctly in seconds, that I o not understand, or if I do understand them, cannot translate the Mathematics into thought for my mind to process quick enough to answer nearly as fast as they can. At first it appears as though a magical act by these brilliant minds. What is at first a gift (mathematical aptitude), that is then honed through drills, practice, techniques, patterns, and many other strategies that open a door in the mind to a mathematical world that most cannot see much less fathom, quickly becomes a catalyst into nearly anything imaginable…it is one of several languages that opens a plethora of doors towards prominence. The success stories of former participants of these programs is rewarding to hear of, like my Father’s friend’s son, now an M.I.T. graduate, or of a Mother telling me when the light went off for her son in his mind that he fell in love with Math through MathCounts, he went from a troubled child, to a child dedicated to Math and education…and she said she could not believe at what speed he changed, when she thought she had tried everything and may be losing him. Brilliant minds are all around us, they are just begging to be challenged. With the advent of new technology, that new technology blows those doors wide open...so I am and always have been a musician. Whatever anyone thinks of my music, so be it, and however one amazing fact is that it has been played worldwide by countless numbers of people at this point and in quick order. I need and want to make money from it, so that I can survive, heal up, and be even more productive and able to give back. I coined that some of my music is " Free Source" music...download it and do what you will with it. Some of it must be licensed too…the point was offering music to some other musicians or filmmakers, or advertisers to use for free if they are on a budget…because I understand a budget well, and I have seen where when I though $ 20 was nothing, then subsequently truly broke, $ 20 seemed like so much more. I know if I work hard, no matter my sufferings, work always pays great dividends, and nothing inspires so like suffering! Rewards we may not know what comes our way, but rewards always arrive when merited. In the meantime I have learned to be resourceful, maximize my raw materials and talent, and be efficient…it is a great challenge, and keeps my mind from my constant terrible pain in my back. I think music should always be an integral part of our educational system. It was always in school, and at home as well when I was a youth, and I think it too is something that cannot be quantified in dollars, as the rewards of music flow forever, as do the friendships, and how can anyone calculate that? My Mother is an artist, and I told her I believe we are on the verge of a new Renaissance Era of art and appreciation of culture, education, people, individuals, religion, ad infinitum. So through my mind I have to evolve my thinking and education through technology and my talents so that I can be productive and self supporting as much as possible, and trust me when I say that it is a struggle, but it is an exciting and very rewarding struggle none the same. I will simply close by leaving you the link to the US DEPT of ENERGY (1) featuring my article I think you may delight in, as well as a piece published at pennsylvaniawine.com (2) titled ~ A TOAST TO LITERACY . 1. http://www1.eere.energy.gov/wip/news_detail.html?news_id=16404 2. http://www.pennsylvaniawine.com/winestories/ReadStory.aspx?id=23 I may be perhaps critical at times, but I believe it is my acute degree of being critical that drives me to understand any system. Be it language or sports, or music, really all languages, I enjoy understanding each one better and better and making changes where more people will benefit and have an even more enhanced life, while at the same time doing less to no damage to our fragile environment. I am almost forty-four and have never had a car payment. I have had many cars. I have been a mechanic since a young age because there was just no way could I live without it. I feel like that with music, with life, with sharing true gifts of promise. I hope you enjoy the readings and the philosophy I have defined, and I hope I may in someway be of assistance to your inspiring mission. Only work will produce the fruits of our labor from forth which emerges new creations from that which was at first merely an origin first in thoughts leaps forward new realities which become fruition, and in turn are further refined through the educated and lucid, conscientious intelligent mind. As we evolve education, using modern technology more and more, we will increase knowledge across the envelope and venture very quickly into new territories. The Space Shuttle was originally thought not to be capable of flight, though a lack of needed, but at the time, non-existent technology. That earliest time for flight was originally thought to be the year 2025. A year that has not even come to pass, yet we are already retiring our Space Shuttle systems after years of incredible durable service that truly can never have a real price tag placed upon them. Philosophy is a dying art, and I believe it is there that we lack proper worldwide, nationwide, and even individual morals, ethics, respect, understanding, scruples, etc. Philosophy is all about education, and when properly sewn, the harvest of which is always massive and satiating to everyone, and also a harvest to be shared by all. The last item I would like to address is the need for the Master and Apprentice system to be re-invigorated in the U.S.A. I once new a German man, Ronald Vollstedt, first generation here in the states, that was tutored under this type of system as well as the supposed more modern prototypical style we embrace today, which I for one am thankful to see being entirely re-thought with clarity and a larger sense of purpose, which is our children, our future. He explained to me in intricate detail why this was such an effective teaching tool for trades, but as we all know it works equally well with any subject of study, as the student works along side the teacher, learning the skills, nuisances, techniques, and styles that are all too often becoming...lost arts. We have a silk mill here close to Cumberland, Maryland...it is exactly as it was when it's doors were shuttered in the 1950's...it is a huge time capsule of a past way of life that is amazing. All the machines are inside and still operable. There are even workers possessions they left behind like they were simply returning the following day like they always have. This building sits disintegrating, as the owner has maintained it at his own expense for countless years. Where are our values when we all know this should be purchased after raising funds, preserved, and become a focal part of tourism and education, or forever become a lost fact of art. There are lessons in that entire building crying out to be heard, be it industrial America, work forces, unions, factories, mechanized production, and again, ad infinitum. I just bring this last point up because it, like all of this I have written, hits close to home in my heart and in my life and in the beautiful City of Cumberland, Maryland where I reside, nestled in the mountains. We must change, we must revitalize and evolve science, art, education, etc., but we should not leave behind and forget our past or leave it unpreserved or unrecorded. It would be the greatest shame of all to lose that type of information today especially, as we can so easily Google Earth...who would have thought that just a few years ago...I did, someone else did, and here we are... so we can Google anything...but we cannot Google our past reality...we can preserve whets left where there is great knowledge to be shared. All ancients civilizations have failed for reason both known and unknown. Riddles abound in every country about previous ways of life we still do not fully understand. People that build pyramids are incredibly brilliant, gifted and sophisticated. So are Mayans and their temples, and Greeks and theirs, and Romans and theirs, and all people of the entire world all over. Where they failed, if we work quickly together, we will succeed. Let us not record and preserve our past for future generations to study, as times past are keys to doors future, and the keys can open many things, let’s make the keys that open brighter futures through shared collectives such as your mission and organization offer. My real and last closing, is this. My Father is a West Pointer, Ranger, Army Airborne, Corps of Engineers, Retired Colonel who went to the University of South Carolina for one year, then West Point, then earned a Masters in Engineering at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, and a masters in Mathematics at Texas A and M. Because of his actions and involvement to this day with MathCounts, I too volunteer for the local and state competitions in Fairfax County, and in the State of Virginia, respectively. Both the county and state of my formal education from kindergarten through college. My Father is the epitome, as are many, but not too many men, of education, dedication and an incredible drive and just flat out hard work even in the face of adversity, he has always worked, and given back far more then he has ever taken. His last professional job was as the Assistant head of Construction with the Washington Metro Area Transit Authority. I see his work anytime I visit or think of it in my thoughts, and his work will be utilized long after he is gone. I once asked him for a sixth grade project by my best teacher ever, Mr. Gray of Waynewood School and Stephen Foster Intermediate, to ask a parent how they would desire to be remembered for their life's work (or something very close to that)...my Dad's answer was not one of personally being remembered, because you never are if you work hard and leave your mark, it was one of leaving this world a better place because of his and his colleagues collective efforts. He wanted to leave things behind for futures to prosper upon. I understand that deeply, as a son will from such a Father of unequaled example and patience. I reach out and write, and I write poetry, and I play music, and I enjoy life in the face of very difficult adversity, like so many of us do today, but I am at ease and enjoy the fruits of my education which allow me to stay active and continue to contribute, even if they may be just words, I hope that they inspire a world when shared. The art of literacy and education is freedom. Thanks for your dedication. This gives our future an even better chance at prosperity again, and for everyone across the world, not just a comparative few. Sincerely, John Stephen Swygert 461 North Waverly Terrace Cumberland, Maryland 240 522 2469 cell text voice mail ...the ending (below) of my email is just a standard closing...you may listen to some of my music at the links there...many genres and styles...and it is music, art, and it is not always for the feint of heart or children, although much of it is, some is certainly not...part of the nature of the art in music. Peace, Steve ________________________________________________________________________________ P.S. Here is a link to my music...MobiusTripz...my latest album is climbing the digital charts fast with many songs topping the charts in several genres. I have Blues, Rock, Classic Rock, Country / Rockabilly, Alternative, Instrumental etc...my style is new and I classify it as alternative...however I have defined my own new genre which can be found at my blog. Main thing, just give it a listen, keep an open mind, here is the link to my player where you can listen to all songs for free...however...If you listen to them in order with a paid download from any digital music retailer, just search "MobiusTripz", and then watch the album in Media Player in the default graphics mode, as my music was written for this specifically and has incredible complimentary graphics...Enjoy, share, and Peace Always, Steve "rokkinroll" Swygert of MobiusTripz Peace Friends... Clothing line under design, and coming soon...awesome stuff on the way !!! MobiusTripz sites: http://www.mobiustripz.com

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

CUMBERLAND, MARYLAND SCHOOL LAND SWAP WITH WMHS, NEXT ~ AN UPDATE A YEAR LATER TO: My Letter to Andy Vick, Executive Director of The Allegany Arts Council...AND A LITTLE ABOUT ATK, GEORGE WASHINGTON, WEST POINT, AND THE GREEN ERA REVOLUTION AND PHILOSOPHY

I hope this conveys the main gist of what I am looking to come across with,,,admittedly I did not spend a lot of time on this article, just wanted to express these concerns and follow ups that blend together may be quite political on nature,however, are just the facts as I understand them that I am repeating here as told to me, all interesting in their own right as well as collectively.

I really have blended three topics herein that do tie together well and deal with the local politics of Cumberland, Maryland, as I have observed, heard from friends, and witnessed and read about in out local paper, as well as being a citizen here.

These practices, I believe are practices that keep us all much farther away from progress in the long term, even when they look great in the short term.

The school could be a fiasco right now as we are looking at a great possibility of being downgraded buy the creditors that rate us here and this school budgeting fiasco that is not critical to make a judgement on right now, is something that may just break our budget, which just a short time ago was in A1 perfect condition.

I do not think there has been any deep thought on this issue an I think it has been a planned sales job from the beginning.


DECEMBER 06, 2011

Here is a link to a letter I sent that is self explanatory if you read the link. My point is not to complain here, but rather discover why we have such a failing locally at the simplest forms of communication and what should be at the least common courtesy. I guess like common sense, common courtesy has exited the building, stage left as well. http://mountainmaryland.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-letter-to-andy-vick-executive.html Its been a year...was I perhaps not articulate enough o receive a response or simply just not important enough?

Judge for yourself... I think this speaks speaks volumes of an overall uncoordinated vision of too many entities not communicating together. Take a lesson from C3I...utilize modern technology appropriately and communicate and share knowledge, and we will all be the better off for it, much more efficient, safer, and have a more sound foundation upon which to build whatever it is we all decide we truly desire for the benefit of both the present and the future. This is not rocket science! To start with, struggling through a difficult economy nationwide the challenges are set and the bar is extremely high. I see the failings at Canal Place here in Cumberland over and over again. I still see a lack of (VISION) a unified organization, overseeing the coordination of a planned municipal business minded infrastructure and new inviting direction we all to often hear of but do not too often see the progress of here in Cumberland, Maryland, Allegany County, and Western Maryland, that should instead be leading us to the areas of promised ideal retail on a local level, where we can collectively emerge from out of the doldrums that have long since echoed and haunted this town with the vacancies of the departure of corporate giants that reorganized as the Japanese model of middle management sent shock waves through our marketplaces, and forever changed business in the United States of America. I also see along with mismanagement and ignorant policy (not to be read as stupid people) and poor planning of other local facilities (Rocky Gap, an inevitable backslide on a local level that is looking more and more grim. I hate politics, and I hate the grim atmosphere we have. I can easily overlook the bad in this town with its unequaled beauty, but the moral fiber in me screams to cause a wave of attention and demand, through peace and education, to implore that we rededicate ourselves locally to a new vision we all agree on.
C3I does it right, because they have a common mission, to uphold the laws and to do so with discretion, not an iron fist. A mission statement should be that simple. I am thankful we are not like the state of Nevada, selling sin, with a motto that says," what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." Catch and certainly memorable and the butt of so many jokes, any what an unsavory way to communicate to a younger generation any quality of life.
How about, "Cumberland, Maryland, where history, art, science, education, and culture blend and transform lives." Well, then we have to back that up. I placed a picture of our beautiful attractive UNDER THE TRAIN TRACKS tunnel in my song and video called, "BLUESJAMMAMERICAFORPEACE" The song is what it is as is the video...I really wanted to document that we are a society, the first in modern civilization, to live amounst our own ruins, and we have them all around us in Cumberland. We need to stand strong with new vision and make this town the attractive magnet it should be. It takes a tough veneer, intestinal fortitude, and dedication through hard work and unity of all of our people to bring a resurgence back to this area. It does not need to be a Mecca, however, it needs to support itself and it's inhabitants, or we are collectively failures. Seems as though communication at the very essential and basic most levels is breaking down further, to a degree, as we are all too often consumed in the self we think and perceive as the all important, versus, the collective we that is priceless. So I am going to rant about a few things here like I do...and once again, and I will always state this: This is not about persoanlities, as i do not have enough time in life to dispute personalities. This is about progress, swift change, and regaining a stature in which we can all stand tall in it's shadow. The tunnel in my video is Cumberland, Maryland...shortly after it appeared in the video, it was spoken of in the paper, and in the town meetings...could be coincidence, however, Cumberland Chat, FB, my blog, my music, and my actions have proven to be at the very least speakable and current in the communitty. So as sloppy or as well as I may write (revisions being made, time permitting) The idea is to provoke thought, and positive action towards change. Who would want to visit Cumberland, Maryland and walk through that stinking tunnel? So it's pictures in the video are evidence to failure that we have all around us. On the brighter side, we have an incredible amount of change happening here in Cumberland, Maryland, and a vision is forming...just seems slow to crytalize. Too many egos makes for waste and haste. So, topic numero uno to contemplate: Now we are about to dump 40 acres of the park at Constitution to the WMHS monopoly for a trade for the huge liability that is a drain on them each month...and they blew that building apart with their, "should be illegal" no compete clause, and now want to abuse the city and take advantage of us while our economic backs are to the wall and they will take all that they can...they want to permanently corporately steal our land for their huge massive corporate liability that will only cost them money in their future...and through blackmail, take our Park....how do you replace a park when it is lost?...it should be a completely illegal transaction from the beginning, ...and if their are not laws in place that make it so, and I think research would prove there are, there needs to be some added to our municipal legislation.

Worst of all they have made this proposition with a tight deadline on purpose so we can once again make a mistake under pressure...I would let them eat the expenses for a few more years, keep our park property that should have a civil suit filed if the contract is approved, and focus on things like not having a corporate entity here in Cumberland that is able to have a no compete clause, thus jeopardizing the very nature of capitalism and competition, and thus causing our community to suffer greatly because of these practices. We draw fewer fine professionals here because the tactics of the hospital on a corporate level are politically insensitive to the local community by the bottom line of the dollar, not the nice promised we all hear from the corporate talking heads.
The land could be claimed under imminent domain, if the city wanted to follow that route. I prefer a peaceful resolution, and perhaps I am being closed minded about the land swap, as I do want the best for a future school, and the future of the education here to help our children towards a better shot at prosperity. Can we offer them the land, and make a legal binding permanent contract that makes it so it is still park land, still utilized by the citizens or may be developed so if further expanded, and also so that it could have a primary clause in any deed stating, that all though nothing is owed to the city, that shall the hospital ever declare bankruptcy, we, the city, have the primary and only claim to the property, and that the property can never be declared as a corporate asset, so as not ever be legally allowed to be used for financial leverage, as well as other reasonable clauses. If the WMHS organization cares about this community as much as they appear too, they would embrace us taking a liability and assist us in making it a community liability, as well as not want to take valuable irreplaceable land from our oldest, largest, historic park in the city. I personally, and obviously think the idea is assenine. I watched a former park behind my home become one fiasco the city ultimately had to clean up and fix, and I lost my local park just behind my home. A huge reason I purchased in the area I did. I'm sure it was covered in the paper and at meetings, however, I was new to the area, learning my way around, and to me it seemed like poof...park gone. Nothing would disgust me more then to see the hospital with its battleship depressing presence, however beautiful and well equipped on the inside, further develop that area with another massive undertaking. They had an ideal location, a recent multi-million dollar addition, and plenty of land at the former Sacred Heart location. That "old" building could have been cleared after a new hospital had been built along side of it, it would have been an easier less costly transition, parking garages, as are at the new facility could have been erected and designed to build upon if further room was needed in the future, etc...I just think we are being played...and I do not like the way it rests in my gut, to be frank! I have watched as our local medical theology here has changed. Perhaps due to new legislation, perhaps due to new avenues that have opened through loopholes in new legislation,perhaps due to greed, perhaps a combination of two or more mentioned as well as a plethora of other reasons. What I have seen overall is a faltering in our health care on a local level, and i have had many folks in the community as well as patients as myself, seek services elsewhere. How do you tout a new hospital and it's state of the art science and technology, yet scare the community away and make more folks weary of getting excellent healthcare. A non compete clause, which is a "hush hush" policy, but is a 100% truth, should exist only in an active economic environment so that an employee of Institution A does not get hired by Institution B and share or steal corporate consumers, ideas, and intellectual properties to name a few. In a proper fair and practical corporate business model in Capitalism and Free Enterprise, a non compete policy such apparently exists here, unless I am otherwise proven wrong, is unethical and counter productive to the entire infrastructure, and will build a manifold that will most certainly collapse back upon itself, without quick change.

So now its time to lose some more park property. I really hope not

As a citizen, that is my property along with the rest of Cumberland's citizens, and I do not think we should cave into corporate greed from a hospital that seems less an less capable of providing state of the art health care as they claimed they would be able too.

I know of many men and women who travel out of this area, because they know the health care here in Cumberland has fallen behind because of the business agenda that has changed as well as the transition, which is never simple even in the most ideal of times and planning. WMHS dismantled the working spirit of health care that was long standing and long lasting withing this community when they made it more of a business as opposed to a service. People feel that...just ask around.

In concern to The Arts Council...similar attitude of alienation and their on privy agenda. I love the art shows and walks, and what they have done thus far in the community, however. there seems to be that critical communication breakdown abundantly present. It seems to exist quite a bit everywhere, so hopefully time will tell a better reporting of hopefully less promotion and more action on behalf of these local entities, and others.

The state of affairs here on many levels is rotten and permeates the fabric of all that we invest in within our community and the stench of it can spread through all factors and spoil more then thought fathomable.

Just think about it...I even waited over a year for a response...The old hospital site...I have been thinking...and this is just my gut...maybe it will be OK for the new school, but it does not look to be proposed in a very ethical or moral business practice philosophically speaking and appears to have way to much arm twisting politics and financial duress on a short time table, all purposefully orchestrated and calculated ahead of time.

It has an inherent air of illegality, it seems to me, at its core...just the fact again that the people of the city will again, lose 40 acres of park property forever...and land and trees and natural habitation is our most valuable concrete asset...there are plenty of viable places for a school, and there needs to be netter patience and diligence then just jumping into a decision so blindly and in such a rushed manner.


So the arts council, the hospital...Rocky Gap selling out to slots...we are quickly losing our grip on a beautiful way of life that exists here...perhaps we should build more jails, prisons, and other federal institutions, and heck ATK can continue their incredible work of...well lets just not say what they are up to....who works there ?....hardly a soul from here that makes any substantial money...nope...we ship in Mormons from Utah straight out of Brigham Young from my understanding...perhaps that's what is wrong! Perhaps that sounds politically incorrect, but I have heard it from too many reliable sources, that it makes one wonder what are they doing out there...I do not like weaponry...fact of life or not...I hate it all...so I am just stating facts to take a good look at...prove me wrong...I would be more then pleased...Are the Mormons that great at building munitions...that would appear to be the case and resoundingly so, because this is a lineage that goes very far back in the history of the way things are done with that company, and in great secrecy, of course...surrounded by all kinds of local state and federal institutions...if it sounds like Jesse Ventura conspiracy theory, that's on purpose...because without eyes and mind wide open, we are all too often to the oblivious that is happening right under our own very noses.

I can go on and on...Got FEMA ALL AROUND HERE TOO...why ? We do not need them here and I really do not see what they have to offer our area...again outsiders making big money, no help for the local guy...same story over and over again.

There is no help here for the little guy and there is no concrete effort to bring it here either, just a lot of talk and even a lot more welfare.

We have welfare and corrections...I studied them both well in college....and how the industries go hand and hand, and how they have further ripped the fabric of the community apart even further as they seem to perpetuate themselves.

Corrections and welfare on the whole are wasteful uses of money. They are however, necessary components of a civilized society, however unfortunate that may be, it is just a fact of life we will have to live with.

So back to the school, more importantly education itself...shall we build a new school or build a new philosophy, such as was done where I grew up...study the origin of Jefferson School of Science and technology in Fairfax County.

It is the more perfect fit to compliment what we have and not possibly further destroy the spirit of the exisiting schools.

My senior year of high school 1985-1986 I had to attend an arch rival school, which was renamed West Potomac high School. It was deemed that the student bodies would be combined due to cyclical under enrollment, (each school at roughly 50% maximum capacity) and there were many pros and cons to the transition.

The politics of it still have left a bitterness in many peoples minds today, all these years later, so from that one single point of view, consider that.

Spirit in a community can take a lifetime to build up, and only the ere of an instant to implode.

We really should make a super fast decision, just forget counting the chickens before they hatch, really...we are in fine financial times...we should jump on it...feel like the city is getting shafted by a used car salesman...no tact, pressure galore, such a deal...and all too often, that's not even close to the truth.

So what is the resounding message locally when someone has an idea to share...the typical sound is less then a thud!

However, I have had a few fine men that are well known speak up, invite me to their offices, even gave me their personal home and cell phone numbers...they are transparent, and they are great leaders and I see their passion...I sure hope they are successful spreading that passion and equally effective at swiftly changing this city.

Our city doe snot seem to have a collective unified thought, voice , or vision, but rather many separate entities going about business with their own objectives, as they should have, but lacking an overall objective of vision for and towards the betterment of the city.

I had hopefully yearned to hear back from the arts council...I never received a positive helpful response.

Is it best just to shun artists struggling at the lowest levels and leave them out of the loop?

I can track anything I post up and I keep excellent statistics...it is truly a shame what is read and never responded too, and this is not even close to the tip of the ice berg of what is ignored through pure lack of dedication.

It is a shame we are in such a perfect place for the arts and we have a community that's seems unable to embrace and bring into the community itself new art and artists...this is no way to grow an organization, and as I have seen countless times before, arrives from a lack of visionary collective transparent leadership, which in turn leads to a decline in membership, a lack of communal sharing an a failure to carry the mission statement and ultimately a pure breakdown.

Is a simple letter asking for help to become a member of something that is important to me as an artist to difficult to answer?

It made me wonder what on earth is on a mans mind like that that he shares no compassion at all for a simple heart felt request. Perhaps he simply overlooked his email that day...yeah...that's the ticket... THANKS.

Bet you'll read this soon, and I do hope so, and I would really like to have an answer over a year later... if you have a reason that is satisfactory and decent now, and an answer alone is decent and acceptable.

It would just be nice to know when one takes time to communicate... that there is an ear on the other end receiving the communique and that they give a shit !...perdonneme

My Mother is a classically trained artist and taught in the past as well...A lack of communication is not what she taught this artist...I quoted it a million times...Led Zeppelin always has said it best with,"Communication Breakdown".

My Father taught at West Point, also where he earned his first of a few degrees. He certainly never failed to communicate anything worth hearing as well as standing for his beliefs and doing something positive about them always.

He always has the decency and the time, for decency and time. Simple!

I hate to be scathing, but I am left with no choice, because there is a pure lack of responsibility to community and fellowship by too many here.

When there is absolutely no follow through like I have experienced with this organization and others...scathe I will.

Ego and art do not coexist well...I have art...and I am sad to see there I is too much ego all about the management and old school ways of this city...shame such shame.

I have seen change in the last elections, and I am betting on that change.

Stay transparent, make progress, keep the doors open you have so kindly opened, and lets buckle up and stay at work.

Here is another idea I had that would and can still work...but the clock ticks and a great old historic building falls further into dis-repair...

http://www.torpedofactory.org/

I had it all lined up...a contigency of the city could tour The Torpedo Factory in Alexandria,Virginia where I grew up.

They could learn from a man who had been there for many ytears and was readily accesible and wanting to share this history and success with us.

I contacted him alone, interviewed him, spoke about past visits, and how much I thought of Old Town Alexandria in my youth, the way I see Cumberland now...so it seemed a no brainer.

I sent emails to a mess of folks in town...politicians, councils, etc...who cares about names at this point...although I could dig them up in minutes...

again...not a single answer !

I am sure AI can set it up again. no problem...but it just seems no one has an open mind for outside ideas, but rather egocentric driven ideas instead, that most always lead to...well...here we are!


What is wrong with, "The Fairfied Footer Dye Works Shops and Art"... and then promote it, build it, believe in it...place the infrastructure we need next to Canal Place...we have left tenants at Canal Place on an island of nothingness when it comes to business...and that's not the economy leaving them to hang out and dry, it is the city collective responsibility to provide a reason for folks to shop their. It is poor planning of infrastructure in a timely manner.

The Crabby Pig does well, even though a lot of locals feel alienated by a pricey menu, the are succesful, as far as at least they have been in business a few years now and seem to work hard and appear succesful at it...I hope they are as in the black as they appear.

I ran bike shops...i could tell anyone that a bike shop there is a disaster waiting to happen...because it is...of course...a cyclical business....gotta laugh a bit...the cycles in that business are very difficult, so you budget well, keep reasonable stock, no need to try to impress, have a huge rental fleet at great prices, impeccable staff and mechanics an management, of which I have done all...and on the other end of the Tow path....at Tow Path Bicycles in Alexandria, Virginia, as well as Bicycle Pro Shop at the canal across The Key Bridge in historic Georgetown, and also at The Bicycle Exchange, as well as helped a friend set up shop in New Orleans years ago...a friend and fellow musician...we worked together in Georgetown where we met, did not like one another much at first, as he was a city boy in big ole D.C. and I was a red neck from 12 miles away...cracked me up when i told him I ran the halls of the senate and the house as a child...we told stories of truth that sounded like lies and fishing stories...he shared my mother's maiden name, Moss, we found that we shared music...art brought the two of us tough egos together...and we jammed together, trade my car for his P.A. system...he left Billy and The CrawDad's behind (his band) so that he could persue his ream of a bicycle shop in New Orleans, where he came from as a child....and we took that 79 Mustang I had fixed up and drove it down, took care of business in short order, and partied like rock stars the rest of the time...and that is not a cliche! Just silly youthful ignorance and bliss blended together into one heck of a trip...and I returned there...tragically, Bill lost his life when a motorist lost control in the city and killed him on the sidewalk shortly after he played his last gig on keyboards....he was well known in town...even had a beautiful N.O. style jazz funeral...I had no idea until quite a while later...or I would have been there...but I am there with him in spirit.

I hope you do not feel I got sidetracked or off focus...It is a passionate story of an artist great friend I lost because time is that precious and bad things happen no matter what we do...I am thankful he lived his dreams to the max, had a successful shop in French Quarter Bicycles, and a musical career that was more rewarding with friendship that money cannot and never will be able to buy.

Life is short.

Life is fun.

Life should be happening downtown.

Friday after 5 is a raging success, and grows larger every year...it should be a catalyst to catapoult this city into a much more successful tourism no matter the economy.

Why did we build a massive stage at Canal Place and rarely use it...let me get some acts to come here...I can demonstrate the power of art and music and feel quite confident I know who in the business would help, what bands would show and the attraction we can and should be, and use that to parlay our wonderful tourists to the Tow Path, our restaurants and all of our businesses.

We could use a free shuttle around the city too...could more then likely run one with the funds saved from once a week trash pick up...another pure waste of money I suggested we renegotiate a long time ago in an article published in The Cumberland Times.

I do dream a lot, but the fact of the matter is, I have lived many of my dreams, and refuse to die not pursuing a dream.

Death is something none of us escape...in Shakespeares Hamlet, my persoanl favorite, well read for yourself the quote below...he was faced with turmoil and perplexed.

I too feel this, who doesn't...this is why this is a masterpiece that is always the benchmark for tragedy and life, as they are intrinsickly intertwined.

So dream, but with this twist, "Perhaps a lucid dream, not to sleep quite yet, perchance to live in those dreams, ay, there really is no rub, simply perspective."


Hamlet:
"To sleep, perchance to dream-
ay, there's the rub."
Hamlet (III, i, 65-68)
This is part of Hamlet's famous soliloquy which begins "To be or not to be", and it reveals his thoughts of suicide. He has learned that his uncle killed his father, the late King, and married the king's wife, his mother. This foul deed has driven Hamlet nearly mad, and he seeks both revenge and the escape of death. He has been disconsolate since learning of the murder, from the ghost of his dead father. In this scene, he ponders suicide, "To die, to sleep-/No more." But he is tortured with the fear that there might not be peace even in death. "For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, /When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, /Must give us pause." Hamlet's moral and mental anguish is at its height in this soliloquy, which is the emotional centerpiece of the play.
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So Cumberland...our beautiful Queen City we both adore and ignore...to be or not to be?



 INVISION:

The history we can share, the passion to see it come to fruition, and the lives it will enhance, and the beautiful place this is going to emerge to be as a place people want to live in harmony and conduct art and green era philosophy and business...art studios all over Canal Place at the refurbished Footer building...

The downtown management is ready for new ideas to broaden their wonderful leadership. The old guard has lead the way valiantly, but times have changed and change we must or die we will. New will come to replace old and the leaders that paved the way to this point should sit back and relish in satisfaction and spirit with what is really just a beginning of greatness they helped to start.

The failure of follow through with communication of quite a few, the egos swinging their imagined clout, and the lack of overall success at Canal Place (safe to call the entire venture a failure economically thus far, but it will bear profit in time) is proof of a time for an even sharper changing of the guard so that we may evolve as a city into the next phase of musical and art talent and development being highlighted here in Cumberland and making that  mainstay to our heritage, history, culture, and tourism a permanent attraction forever more, while at the same time getting a plan together very quickly to bring new green era companies of manufacturing into our area, into out tax base, into an eager intelligent workforce, into the future.

Here is my original post on my blog...which was first emailed as a way to ask for help and further immerse myself into an organization I thought may be happy to promote the arts.

I am not a fighter, but rather a vocal advocate of justice and fairness that seeks what I think we all seek...some success and some releif and some satidfaction that we are in a safe and beautifl town that is on the cutting edge of change. Perhaps that is the cutting edge of Change.

Just the fact that the US Department of Energy published my writing on green era and its philosophy truly is mind blowing.

Cumberland inspired that in me, because of great folks in this communitty helping a man out of some impossible situations.

I still struggle, it makes my art resonate, and the struggle is worth it, as i am always full of life when in a struggle, because the cusp of the essence of life is in your minds eye in tunnel vision when your physically in severe pain and at the same time fearful that life will escape you too soon...in the blink of an eye.

I dropped to my knees on the 4th of July 2011...not to pray, although I did, but because my spinal cord is so compressed and my spine is so ravaged with disease, broken bones, detiorating discs, and spinal stenosis through out, that at age 43, nearly 44, I have lost already 2 inches in height, as well as have an enlarged heart with arrhymia and a mitro prolapse valve murmer. Trashe shoulders...and I mean the type that was recontructed by a surgeon that was the orthopedic surgeon to the Redskins and Capitals, and gout...and I am a mess...but I am healing, I am changing, I am resilient more so then ever in the face of some of the worst diversity in my life.

I knoe I am not alone, i know we all suffer, i know it is tough, and I know we can do something about it.

I have a debt to pay and I want to help.

I have a mind that still works sharply.

I hope to gain permanent disability so I may have something to count on financially, as i absolutely cannot work, as sometimes I am unable to walk.

I have been blessed with less of that affliction more recently because I have lost 35 lbs, walk often, eat light and healthier, and just refuse to become a useless heap of life...

I have lived Hamlet's life in almost every way presented in theory as he wrote, as have we most, and the most valuable lesson Shakespeare always knew was of tantamount importance was the conveyance of the human condition we all share, and he wrote it so well, that in his time, the theaters were packed with the nobles and the serfs, and everyone in between, and it was shared and enjoyed, which is what the arts are suppose to be about overall.

Art is life, and life should be shared and enhanced through art.

How many folks know that Emmanual Episcopla CVhurch has unique Tiffany stained galss windows that were madein such a way no other artists has been able to replicate Tiffany's perfection in folding glass so that it would emminate shades of the light spectrum perfectly so that the windows so beautifully crafted show depth and vitality.

George Washington himself stood upon Fort Cumberland.

He saw the same beauty we all share here in these hills upon mountains cradled by geological folds of shifts in time and space.

he had vision, he shared vision, and he instilled vision.

I grew up a stones throw from his home, Mount Vernon, and had a home in Pittsburgh once.

Somehow I like the same trails he liked.

He really is the founding Father of West Point.

 http://www.usma.edu/history.asp

I have stayed at West Point during wrestling camp for 5 years. I enjoyed a youth of football games with family tailgating in the parking lot at Miche Stadium, My brother graduated in 1982.

I often think of one evening when the kids from soccer camp were so rowdy I could not sleep.

They were across the way in one of the horseshoe shaped or right angular U shaped dormotories.

I was HOTT...so being older, as this was my final wrestling camp, and having a mustache...I quited them down very quickly as I told them this is a place to come and hone our skills and that we need rest so that we may be prepared to learn.

They were quiet, and I was full of youthful adrenalyn...so off to Trophy Point I walked...and watched the sun rise while the fog drifted away to reveal the beautiful Hudson Valley...a permanent memory etched forever in my mind like I am seeing it right now.

I stood by actual links of the chain that safeguarded the longest occupies military post in the United States, a post never taken by the British, even with the regretful treason of Benedict Arnold.

The West Point motto, simply beautiful, " Duty, Honor, Country "...with out those few things we have nothing.

West Point is inspiring like all places George Washington went.

I am stunned how much my travels have crossed his paths of travel, and I am in equal awe of what he saw that can still be seen today.

Beauty, Freedom, Vision.

Perhaps Cumberland can use this as our city motto...it is after all inspired by Washington, even if he never spoke those words in that same succession.


I look at his small headquarters in town...I have peered in the window countless times, and in that small building was where a man could work, lay his head and rest in warmth with fire close by, or with widow open to enjoy fresh mountain air that we always have here.

The Potomac always close by as the water and nature seemingly fueled his incredible vision.

The Hudson equally so inspiring, and both strategic historical points that were keys to defending freedom at home at any expense.

I am not one for war, however, I will war with any adversary that threatens me and my country and fight to death if needed, even if I have to crawl with my broke back.

When I moved here, I thought this city was constructed upon a foundation of this type of intestinal fortitude.

Perhaps I have once again been mistaken.

I am often told my goals are far too lofty for the folks in these here hills...our home.

I think not...I think we are a kind and gentle and peaceful people with a feirceness of a coal fired furnace when we are motivated and determined.

How much more motivation and determination do we need here or across this country, I have no idea.

I feel like I am watching a horror movie at times, and I am lucid just watching zombies helplessly drone around waiting for a miracle. The miracles I know of are from happenstance of planting a seed. Not of pure fantasy.

Principles are guides.

They may be a series of words, or a person in charge of a school, or thoughts yet to have landed in reality...innovation, creation, a gift we all have.

Words are most definitely the most incredible gift next to life itself; both so often discounted.

So to sum up several topics and progress in our city...communicate, respect, dream, love, work hard, write, study, be active, embrace life and all that it entails, and surround yourself with greatness or fail.

I really do not think Cumberland is going to luck into prosperity.

Prosperity is found in language, where we find education, communication, art, science, and all things that are worthy and enhancing.

If a new school costs 40 acres and several million dollars, so be it, if it is huge and a giant leap in the Faith of our communitty and shows the youth we beleive in them.

What do we truly offer the youth here locally now?

Not much...

I post a few technology challenges on here from time to time...

Here is a challenge...a musical challenge...

who wants to help me form a non-profit, find a lawyer and accountant, raise funds, apply for grants, and rehab a building we could more then likely get for free, and become a musical hub for the East Coast.

I dream huge, or why bother !

Our youth would thrive in this type on environment, and there could be teachers that teach free, musical equipment to play and sign out for, after proper training on upkeep, care, and maintenance...etc.

We could have local ances, by local entertainment, we could have a larger venue for larger acts that could come and play and then have an after show of answers, interviews, questions, just as the do at the notorious Kennedy Center.

Culture is one of the finest treasures, and we should teach it well, and design infrastructure with that in mind of purpose.

One thread underlying all foundations makes for prosperity and efficiency which always work hand in hand.

I certainly hope that something here has sparked a neuron to fire in that brain of everyones that sets off a reaction that will be the catalyst to the true re emergence of this city.

We were once second in population next to Baltimore.

I for one never want a massive population here again, but that is just me.

I just want to see Cumberland flourish in the arts and produce even finer cultural leaders that we can all encourage.

I would like to see clean green indutry, or no manufacturing at all.

We do not need any more polluting monstosities like we have all around us, and we must change the way of those industries that have pillaged the raw materials and left debris in their own wake.

Here is a fun game...sickening really...google earth...follow water...watch it change color...go to places you know...where it is clean and fresh, and then changes color because of depth or lighting, and then find that same water meandering along until it gets closer and closer to a mill, a mine, a factory, a dump, what have you. Watch the unnatural colors that are often aglow in waste...just see it for yourself.

Part of the Green Era Phiosophy is erradicating this pollution akin to as we have done with some diseases tht once ravaged entire populations.

We are on a huge cusp, with our entire future at jeopardy.

That is finally being realized as a truth, and not what was once often considered insanity.

The problems that abound are truly countless, however the solutions do not have to be at all complicated.

They should however be pure in theological architecture and philosophy and practice and never be influenced by greed.

That is where I stop until nest time I write...

Thanks for thinking about these topics and reading with great insight, and mostly, thanks for your valuable time.

What I have written here is once again an exercise in progress, with real life situations, ideas, actions, lack of actions, lessons of language and communication, and I hope and pray more then anything...a spark that ignites a furious activity of unequaled green era trailblazing.

In closing, a whimsical parody of verbal play.

It is always better to shoot for the stars, because they will not shoot back, and it is there that we will all find our dreams be they collectively or individually.



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MONDAY, NOVEMBER 29, 2010

My Letter to Andy Vick, Executive Director of The Allegany Arts Council

After a wonderful discussion today with Mark and Dana Baker of the New Embassy Theater, they have agreed to let me propose my planning for a poetry reading, that will be scheduled in the near future, after all the preliminary planning is complete and the proposal is approved.

I am seeking help, volunteers and donations.

We need donations, that shall be paid directly to the theater for a total sum of $ 400 to pay for the rental of the space and employees, as well as the refreshments.

I would enjoy a donation from your fine Council, and further more would appreciate your help and welcome you warmly to come and enjoy a night of fine poetry, skits, live music, and refreshments, and what ever else the evening offers as it unravels.

As I am purely in the planning stages, I appreciate your kind reply and participation, and with or without a donation.

I would like to become a member of your Council as well, but due to poor health that has led to poor finances, this has just not happened yet. I am sure it will soon.

I am a writer of poetry, fiction (working on a book and its screenplay currently) and news articles of the reporting nature (featured in several local and national publications.) I also work with graphic arts of many types of media, and write, record and perform music that I also sing in. My musical band is MobiusTripz. I have a small debut album to be arriving in over forty online music distribution houses by the new year.

I am a classically trained violist, although currently out of practice as I am concentrating on the guitar and bass and keyboards in the meantime, and I am the son of a Mother who is a fine artist, classically trained from here college days and her own innate God given talent.

I would like your thoughts and ideas on this while the planning is underway, as I hope to further unite and share our beautiful artistic spirit in our cozy town.

As a final request, do you offer any discounted memberships for those on disability, as myself.

I want to further immerse myself into the arts I so Love.

Sincerely, John "Stephen" Swygert

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Friday, December 2, 2011

CUMBERLAND MARYLAND TWISTS JIM MORRISON ~ PORTALS AND DOORS

MobiusTripz
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.