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Keeba's Korner: Keeba Kornered & Kaptured In Kaptivity
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Straight from the horses' mouth:
No new news to report as of now. But wait, let me just put in this quick note: For so
many years, I had prayed for patience, but as time went on and there were changes to
make record of, I began to pray for peace. The peace came gradually, yet quickly and
I am forever grateful to Him and will always be mindful of where my entire blessing
comes. With this newfound peace, many will presume that cynicism followed. In
contrast, I know better. I often refer to a quote from Mr. Carl Jung, “Your vision
will only become clear only when you look into your heart. - Who looks outside,
dreams; who looks inside, awakens." I will never profess to know all, but have
noticed that when I took that step back and looked inside, the vision was forever
clear. Moreover, I now have precision.
I have been described as cynical and/or pessimistic; however, I regard myself
as a realist - a practical person. I do not fight, unless I am pushed - pushed to do
more to enhance any given burdensome condition. At which point, then it is time to
take the gloves off and fight City Hall with full force and determination. I am never
angry until I see an injustice; which are plenty. No need to fight unless you can win
the battle as well as the war. Alternatively, at least let it be known what exactly the
fight is for.
I really enjoy learning about technology. (Technology changes). As a child
everything was interesting but now that I am suppose to be an adult, things are still
interesting but technology is the greatest. (Have things changed much?) I will if I
must, apologize, but after 30 plus years, I find that only a very few of the populace
are enlightening - the conclusion is that we are all just a bunch of mortals walking the
earth abiding time. As my dear dad use to say, “That’s just how it is.”
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I do not waste time with too many non-voters. In my opinion, non-voters are
menials; people who stand without meaning and contend to waste time with much
success.
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*****
MY PARENTS:
As a child, I never knew the sacrifices my parents faced while they intimated and
provided for their children. Though they always hinted that they were lacking this
and/or that, I can honestly say that we were never hungry, cold, or homeless but just
the opposite. My parents where just that, real parents who took the time to teach us
right from wrong. They taught us to love and appreciate those in our lives and to be
strong individuals. As the youngest of seven, I reminisce on the times all of us
shared while growing up. Before the passing of both of my parents, I am so glad I got
the chance to express to them how I felt and my deepest gratitude of their love, value
and foundation of respect and responsibility. It is and it is not because of them who I
am as well as it is and is not because of them who I am not; God has gave them to me
(not me them), I have strength.
My Dad was a Legend
My Mother is best described in Waiting For A Miracle
Life with My Family
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*
I started writing poetry in Junior High School but could not figure out why and
perhaps still do not. Nonetheless, I find it brings me peace of mind while I share a
piece - a note or even two. Through my writing, I have found comfort and a voice to
speak out to those who may listen. I have no idea what ears that I might reach or
hearts that I may or may not touch, but I’m nettled about the things that happen in this
here life... I just write about the things that I can and can not see and the things
around me. I write my opinions - which may or may not be of interest to some but
again, it gives me a chance to get on my soapbox.
While I began writing in Junior High, I wrote my first novel in 1994, “Yellow Rose”
and have written ever since. My love for writing novels, novelettes, poems and
screenplays has never escaped me during the hardest of times. (I enjoyed/enjoy
writing my autobiography, A Spirit In The Dark.)
Under my string, () my novels and novelettes include, “A Spirit in the Dark”,
“Shades of Bright Pale”, “A Big Girl Now” among several others. Currently, “Shades
of Bright Pale” appears to be my baby as I have continued to fine-tune it while
dealing with fluctuating muses. Nonetheless, “Keeba Kornered and Kaptured in
Kaptivity” will be ongoing, as volume 2 seems to be never ending but hopefully will
find its way to the market in the near future. As for the rest of my compositions, they
lye dormant on the coffee table in the family room.
When not writing, speaking at open mic, adhering to my new publisher, seeking a
producer for my screenplay, taking care of my dog and enjoying my new hobby as a
photographer, my attention is drawn in truth regarding political issues. (I just know
there is precision…)
***
It was not until 1996 when I lost something that I found much to be excited about -
something much more invigorating and meaningful. God is good, all the time.
My life is not so interesting that it could fill a book or books, however, I have written
my biography just for me; to give me clarity; something I needed. I have been
through some different kinds of situations, motivations, and realizations; all that
good stuff... Spiritually, I am one with both ends of the spectrum, and everything in
between. I suppose that makes a complete circle finishing the realm-kind of how the
beginning and the end are connected - allowing my thoughts to move forward. My
thoughts are continuously revolving, and spinning... even when I'm sleeping I often
attract extreme elements into my life...
I tend not to jump in on religious/spiritual arguments... Seems to be truly worthless...
and since judging is one of humanity's biggest problems, I can see how it has divided
into so many 'sub-sections' over the course of time.
I once read that division is the best way to conquer... Over time, I have learned that
my expression is best revealed though poetry, and my literary style and rhetoric. Oh,
and also, by the complete sound of silence.
Only He knows what is good for me and so be it; I shall leave it all to Him. ---I have
found total peace with my Lord God and have taken a look inside. From that self-
examination, I have found vision and all I can say is, ‘Thank you Jesus for the
sacrifice You gave just for me; me, someone who wasn’t worthy.’
No new news to report as of now. But wait, let me just put in this quick note: For so
many years, I had prayed for patience, but as time went on and there were changes to
make record of, I began to pray for peace. The peace came gradually, yet quickly and
I am forever grateful to Him and will always be mindful of where my entire blessing
comes. With this newfound peace, many will presume that cynicism followed. In
contrast, I know better. I often refer to a quote from Mr. Carl Jung, “Your vision
will only become clear only when you look into your heart. - Who looks outside,
dreams; who looks inside, awakens." I will never profess to know all, but have
noticed that when I took that step back and looked inside, the vision was forever
clear. Moreover, I now have precision.
I have been described as cynical and/or pessimistic; however, I regard myself
as a realist - a practical person. I do not fight, unless I am pushed - pushed to do
more to enhance any given burdensome condition. At which point, then it is time to
take the gloves off and fight City Hall with full force and determination. I am never
angry until I see an injustice; which are plenty. No need to fight unless you can win
the battle as well as the war. Alternatively, at least let it be known what exactly the
fight is for.
I really enjoy learning about technology. (Technology changes). As a child
everything was interesting but now that I am suppose to be an adult, things are still
interesting but technology is the greatest. (Have things changed much?) I will if I
must, apologize, but after 30 plus years, I find that only a very few of the populace
are enlightening - the conclusion is that we are all just a bunch of mortals walking the
earth abiding time. As my dear dad use to say, “That’s just how it is.”
*****
****
***
**
*
I do not waste time with too many non-voters. In my opinion, non-voters are
menials; people who stand without meaning and contend to waste time with much
success.
*
**
***
****
*****
MY PARENTS:
As a child, I never knew the sacrifices my parents faced while they intimated and
provided for their children. Though they always hinted that they were lacking this
and/or that, I can honestly say that we were never hungry, cold, or homeless but just
the opposite. My parents where just that, real parents who took the time to teach us
right from wrong. They taught us to love and appreciate those in our lives and to be
strong individuals. As the youngest of seven, I reminisce on the times all of us
shared while growing up. Before the passing of both of my parents, I am so glad I got
the chance to express to them how I felt and my deepest gratitude of their love, value
and foundation of respect and responsibility. It is and it is not because of them who I
am as well as it is and is not because of them who I am not; God has gave them to me
(not me them), I have strength.
My Dad was a Legend
My Mother is best described in Waiting For A Miracle
Life with My Family
***
**
*
I started writing poetry in Junior High School but could not figure out why and
perhaps still do not. Nonetheless, I find it brings me peace of mind while I share a
piece - a note or even two. Through my writing, I have found comfort and a voice to
speak out to those who may listen. I have no idea what ears that I might reach or
hearts that I may or may not touch, but I’m nettled about the things that happen in this
here life... I just write about the things that I can and can not see and the things
around me. I write my opinions - which may or may not be of interest to some but
again, it gives me a chance to get on my soapbox.
While I began writing in Junior High, I wrote my first novel in 1994, “Yellow Rose”
and have written ever since. My love for writing novels, novelettes, poems and
screenplays has never escaped me during the hardest of times. (I enjoyed/enjoy
writing my autobiography, A Spirit In The Dark.)
Under my string, () my novels and novelettes include, “A Spirit in the Dark”,
“Shades of Bright Pale”, “A Big Girl Now” among several others. Currently, “Shades
of Bright Pale” appears to be my baby as I have continued to fine-tune it while
dealing with fluctuating muses. Nonetheless, “Keeba Kornered and Kaptured in
Kaptivity” will be ongoing, as volume 2 seems to be never ending but hopefully will
find its way to the market in the near future. As for the rest of my compositions, they
lye dormant on the coffee table in the family room.
When not writing, speaking at open mic, adhering to my new publisher, seeking a
producer for my screenplay, taking care of my dog and enjoying my new hobby as a
photographer, my attention is drawn in truth regarding political issues. (I just know
there is precision…)
***
It was not until 1996 when I lost something that I found much to be excited about -
something much more invigorating and meaningful. God is good, all the time.
My life is not so interesting that it could fill a book or books, however, I have written
my biography just for me; to give me clarity; something I needed. I have been
through some different kinds of situations, motivations, and realizations; all that
good stuff... Spiritually, I am one with both ends of the spectrum, and everything in
between. I suppose that makes a complete circle finishing the realm-kind of how the
beginning and the end are connected - allowing my thoughts to move forward. My
thoughts are continuously revolving, and spinning... even when I'm sleeping I often
attract extreme elements into my life...
I tend not to jump in on religious/spiritual arguments... Seems to be truly worthless...
and since judging is one of humanity's biggest problems, I can see how it has divided
into so many 'sub-sections' over the course of time.
I once read that division is the best way to conquer... Over time, I have learned that
my expression is best revealed though poetry, and my literary style and rhetoric. Oh,
and also, by the complete sound of silence.
Only He knows what is good for me and so be it; I shall leave it all to Him. ---I have
found total peace with my Lord God and have taken a look inside. From that self-
examination, I have found vision and all I can say is, ‘Thank you Jesus for the
sacrifice You gave just for me; me, someone who wasn’t worthy.’
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We hope you enjoy your visit and find the information beneficial as well as inspiring and interesting.
Again, we welcome you and hope you return to learn new information of our ventures.
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This is a family oriented site, based on the surroundings in Colorado. Here, there are a list of services
which is not limited to my Photography, my Write to Remember, and family events... Enjoy!
We hope you enjoy your visit and find the information beneficial as well as inspiring and interesting.
Again, we welcome you and hope you return to learn new information of our ventures.
God bless
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