Posts Tagged ‘pure joy’

Sundays, sunny days and clear skies

June 21, 2015

To a dear friend I care for and sommer to all of you.

It’s not bad here at 2015/06/21 09:43:24 AM on my computer this morning.

Today is the shortest day in our hemisphere; my weather program says sunrise at 07:47 and sunset at 17:47 i.e. exactly 10 hours sunlight. Some years ago I did the East Coast of America in June and picked a place called East Point in Maine to overnight and wait for the 4th of July. In your own Motorhome you can stand wherever you want to anyway. East Point is more or less on latitude 45 and happens to be the Eastern-most point of the ole US of A. It’s also the home base of the Maine Lobster. The mid-day temperature was Hotazel like in the Western Transvaal in mid December.

Did you know that the sun runs faster near end March and end September than June up north and December down here? At “full speed” it regularly moves up to 3 minutes per day but slows down from early June or December and often stands dead still for two or three days at a time for refueling, maintenance and taking on migrant labor to repair and replace whatever is needed for the return run? It often remains stationary for almost a week around 21st June and December. It’s all high-tech scientifically mille-seconds accurate.

You can easily prove it with a simpler example; watching a pumpkin plant from the day it sprouts the first leave above ground. You will also note that the grown pumpkin doesn’t roll off the earth at night time.

All migrant workers are engaged for exactly ten days at a time; they have to get off before the permanent crew members restart the engines. When old Sun hits the Equator March and September it really goes at top speed sometimes almost touching 4 minutes on a good day.

Come stay with me one day and I will show you my statistics of the four seasons, from which one feller name of Ike Jakson developed the modern Flat Earth Theory.

Can you buy me some Hulett’s brown caramel sugar and bring it with you next time you visit old civilization? Ockie has run out of it at the Oasis Supermarket. I shall refund you.

PS: The word “sommer” in the first line is a Dutch word, meaning sommer, like in it’s sommer a lekka word.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

 

To a special person age 48 today

June 11, 2015

I have long held the belief and often wrote about it that modern humans reach adulthood at 40.

The old adage of legal adulthood at 21 and voting age down to 18, what with reducing it to 16, has long gone with the wind. In development of mind and experience combined we enter adulthood at 40.

https://ikejakson.wordpress.com/2010/03/28/a-36-year-old-adolescent-daughter/

https://ikejakson.wordpress.com/2014/05/30/40-today/

I worked with research statistics on Group Attitudes and Perceptions for 30 years from my age 30 to 60 and would gladly enter into correspondence with anyone else that is knowledgeable on the facts. To me that’s the real life.

But I made some other discoveries too; they stand out in actual statistical graphs.

One is age 48. The successful person is then at his/her peak of growth and maturity with the most beautiful period in life still to come from 50 to 60. You have to get through the 48 barrier so to speak to walk the stage with pride from 50 to 60, and then mature gracefully from 60 onwards.

And how fortunate I am, blessed more than so many of my contemporaries or any before me, to know such a person today?

In this case she is a lady; prim in many ways from her upbringing, knowledgeable from having been in a career where one gets to know and work with from the very best to the lowest elements of Society, strong but gentle, AND YES, what I look for, the most beautiful prettiest flower of the Creation ever passing through my life.

Linger longer my lovely one; stay over if you can. I shall hold you gently today and not take my eyes of you, not even once. The day belongs to you; the joy to behold you is mine.

Just mind that I am not too old to stop me from doing some very stupid things; like charging up the mountain side calling everyone I meet to come and see my pretty flower. Precious gemstones of great beauty, gold or diamonds are all blah: pale and of no value or beauty in comparison to you.

You will understand if I call today my day for knowing you.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

Memories of my Journey of Life

May 31, 2015

There are so many; each one is precious beyond description.

 Then we have the rare ones; they are perhaps not more precious than others but they are so rare that they dare not be told in mortal words. They are to be gift wrapped and passed on with love and care.

 But can you wrap a memory and transmit it?

 I shall try because this one is so precious and I am faced with another problem with him. It is copyright and the author as well as the Blog Owner are such special people, plus in this instance the man only known as Nolanimrod who passed the link on to me is more than precious.

 Please do yourself the favor and read this link with great care. I am down on the ground but my spirits are soaring high above. Please allow me some time to explain. I shall do that later when I have recovered; just read this now:

 http://takimag.com/article/all_this_i_had_forgotten_theodore_dalrymple/print#axzz3bkS6h7dy

 Recognition and Credit to and in honor of Taki’s Magazine

 

The Internet and Email

May 28, 2015

I am not an Internet Fan.

In fact, I am all for severe restrictions on what should be allowed on the Web; financial business is one. The Webby is controlled by all the crooks and shysters from around the globe; money laundering has been made so easy that there is no way to stop it. Forex dealing is running out of control and World Finance is about to go over the precipice.

For me the only good thing on the Internet is email. It has made it possible for pen-pals to communicate around the World in split seconds spreading news, humor and gems of wisdom of other peoples and places. This one is a good example; just came in by Gmail from a friend in Iowa.

I am still laughing my own ass off crawling around on the floor. This is about America; spread it around and tell us about similar beauties in your country.

Teachers and Cops

These are actual comments made on students’ report cards by teachers in the New York City public school system. All teachers were reprimanded (but, boy, are these funny!)

1. Since my last report, your child has reached rock bottom and has started to dig.
2. I would not allow this student to breed.
3. Your child has delusions of adequacy.
4. Your son is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot.
5. Your son sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.
6. The student has a ‘full six-pack’ but lacks the plastic thing to hold it all together.
7. This child has been working with glue too much.
8. When your daughter’s IQ reaches 50, she should sell.
9. The gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn’t coming.
10. If this student were any more stupid, he’d have to be watered twice a week.
11. It’s impossible to believe the sperm that created this child beat out 1,000,000 others.
12. The wheel is turning but the hamster is definitely dead.

These are actual comments made by 16 Police Officers. The comments were taken off actual police car videos around the country:

1. “You know, stop lights don’t come any redder than the one you just went through.”
2. “Relax, the handcuffs are tight because they’re new. They’ll stretch after you wear them a while.”
3. “If you take your hands off the car, I’ll make your birth certificate a worthless document.”
4. “If you run, you’ll only go to jail tired.”
5. “Can you run faster than 1200 feet per second? Because that’s the speed of the bullet that’ll be chasing you.”
6. “You don’t know how fast you were going? I guess that means I can write anything I want to on the ticket, huh?”
7. “Yes, sir, you can talk to the shift supervisor, but I don’t think it will help. Oh, did I mention that I’m the shift supervisor?”
8. “Warning! You want a warning? O.K, I’m warning you not to do that again or I’ll give you another ticket.”
9. “The answer to this last question will determine whether you are drunk or not. Was Mickey Mouse a cat or a dog?”
10. “Fair? You want me to be fair? Listen, fair is a place where you go to ride on rides, eat cotton candy and corn dogs and step in monkey poop.”
11. “Yeah, we have a quota. Two more tickets and my wife gets a toaster oven.”
12. “In God we trust; all others we run through NCIC.” [NationalCrimeInformationCenter]
13. “Just how big were those ‘two beers’ you say you had?”
14. “No sir, we don’t have quotas anymore. We used to, but now we’re allowed to write as many tickets as we can.”
15. “I’m glad to hear that the Chief (of Police) is a personal friend of yours. So you know someone who can post your bail.”
AND THE WINNER IS….
16. “You didn’t think we give pretty women tickets? You’re right, we don’t.. Sign here.”

 

I have had my fill of politics on the Internet; my system is still old Windows XP and when any Website tells me that I must update my browser I just wipe that off my visit list. I therefore, can’t handle videos and I am not in the least interested in the porn it offers but you may send me any good slide shows in PPS format.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

 

Practice whistling Dixie through your ass but …

April 18, 2015

Black Africans, I have just had to learn and realized they are right, cannot be racists. The reason is so simple I cannot understand how I missed it even through my extreme liberal years. They are black and black cannot possibly be racist.

 On the other hand and conversely, it is now perfectly clear to me that my mind was previously out of kilter. It was malfunctioning, wrong, skew, just plain dumb.

 White people are by their nature all racists. Read it all and follow the logic of commenter Graziella Mali right in here:

 http://www.fin24.com/Entrepreneurs/Opinions-and-Analysis/Am-I-a-racist-20150417

How can I make such a statement? Easy; with a white skin according to Lady Mali you can stand on your head and if you practice well and long enough you will eventually be able to whistle Dixie through your white ass but you will remain racist by the color of your skin.

Get that? Go on practicing with diligence; sooner or later you will manage a melodious fine rendition of Dixie but you still won’t get the race thingie. We are doomed by the color of our skin. Stupid White Men, as Michael Moore said.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

 

Another FIRST for South Africa

March 15, 2015

Yes, we have made it. Olè Olè, as we head down the tubes.

 http://www.bbc.com/news/health-31876219

 If the old one is not working as well as it used to, Welcome to Mandelaland and get a new one, complements of President Regop Jakop Zoomah. He is still doing fine with his 73 years old weapon; 18 happy wives to prove it.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

Greece

February 14, 2015

 

Greece is an old Country. That’s point one that you have to remind yourself of when you read about the present day Greece and the EU stand-off.

There are nine more points:

Point 2 = ditto

Points 3 to 10: same as points 1 and 2.

Now you read a modern day comparison between Greece and Germany by Leopold Scholtz, the latter whom I regard as the only modern writer sufficiently experienced to write about these matters. Here is the link:

http://www.fin24.com/Economy/Greece-is-no-Germany-20150212

Then you have to read this:

http://www.vanityfair.com/news/2010/10/greeks-bearing-bonds-201010

It’s a little long [measuring 54 pages in size 18 Verdana for my eye] but worth it. You will also have a good few laughs of joy; it is extremely well written.

Lastly, what with all the hullabaloo about the EU, Russia and Germany, just take the globe and see whether you can locate Turkey and Cyprus in relationship to Greece on the map of our old World.

 Then sit down and think. Think about your home country wherever you may live and think about the above. Figure out what you gotta do back home before you speak about Greece, Russia, Turkey and the EU.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

The Jaksonian Institute of Learning

January 17, 2015

 

Night has just delivered a new day to the World; it is not the first time that this has happened but it is an important one for me, the Founder and sole active Member of the Jaksonian Institute of Learning.

I thus speak for Self, but also for all the millions of little people that want to be called Self and wish to associate with me.

A fellow name of Elon Musk is often in the News, called the Media in these days. He makes rockets and NAASA pays him 2.6 billion USA Dollars for doing so; he is also involved inTesla, a project purported to make electric motorcars a viable alternative means of transport to replace the internal combustion fuel engine. For all you know he may export these vehicles to the moon and outer space for daily commuter traffic.

Elon, nogal South African born, is riding high for a South African boitjie. Nogal is a Dutch Afrikaans Sefrican word for, well, for nogal.

The teachings of the Jaksonian Institute of Learning are based on the life of my late Father, born 1897 in the surroundings where I now reside in the sand-hills of the Sandveld Region, Western Cape Coastline. We are earthbound people.

For us mankind’s space are these hills and the sky above as high as the clouds when they are there; even when they are not we limit our visions of space to about where the cloud-lines would be when they are there. We believe our space has been that ever since the Creation and it is not ever likely to change. Some summers are hotter than others; some winters are colder and wetter than others but we can’t change that and have no desire or intentions of ever doing so.

We live from the earth and we protect it; my father did that and all our ancestors before him.

We believe in People but not in Politicians. We believe in the Internet as an invention but we dread its intrusion in our private lives; we believe that television is of interest but that it doesn’t rule our lives.

We believe in helping each other and to share the gifts of nature with our neighbors but we abhor the intrusion of governments worldwide in the affairs of other sovereign countries or nations. We believe in a secular government system but not a Godless one. We believe in duty, morality, honor and responsibility in everything that we do.

We do not approve of Space Exploration or that there is anything to explore above the clouds; we believe that the Globe or the Earth is the only home for Mankind. We believe in our Creator and that His will be done for now and forever on earth and in the Universe around us.

 ikejakson@gmail.com

Christmas 2014 and I and You

December 25, 2014

It is now 04:44:45 AM as I sit on my keyboard. Dawn will be out in about one hour where I live.

 I have been up a few times during the night but the idea to do this got me out of bed.

It will be my 75th Christmas but I can’t remember anything about the first one in 1940 because I was only a few months old at the time; in fact I now realize that I cannot remember anything about my birth.

My awareness of life started with my 6th Christmas and I remember many vividly though there is a faded era of them in my twenties; why this is so I don’t know.

Anyway, all of them since I retired [the 14th one today] stand out in my memories; this is the 6th one that I am the oldest male survivor in two generations of the clan. It is also the third one on which I will be the oldest one in longevity of males in the clan. Please note that I am not the leader of the clan; that honor belongs to the son of our first brother. It was unanimous in the clan because his father had been the undisputed leader or the clan. We still inherit these things in the life I was born into and lived.

Between my 55th and 60th Christmases I had a lot of dealings with retiring people because that was the business I was in but I had not yet developed any prolonged relationships with retired people; the past 14 years that’s about the only relationships I have developed because most of us in the small town where I reside are retired.

I have come to realize that money doesn’t mean much to me. When I retired one million was an enormous fortune of money in a retirement package; mine wasn’t anywhere near that. I have survived and must admit that I find the current Media obsession with money slightly offensive.

I want to be happy today and walk about town just shaking hands with every person I shall come across. It is a good life.

I have learned to pray again the past few years and will remember a few names I shall refer to when praying today. If anyone who knows me would like to remember my name when you pray, I know that Someone will be listening.

The year ahead will be a tough one for the World. It will be a Year to Remember for many; some hard decisions will have to be made by Mankind. I am only mentioning that in passing; today it must wait for when it comes.

Dawn has just arrived; at 05:23:11 AM on the computer clock.

Have a wonderful Christmas 2014.

Solving our problems on a Comet

November 16, 2014

The past few weeks have solved most of the problems on planet Earth.

Mankind will survive and prosper on a comet. Made of the best cheese mixtures [much better than the moon], abundant clear fresh water for a thousand large cities, watermelons ten times the size of the best on earth. Press a button and fly on to Mars and back for free.

Yes YES YES!

Internet is installed and free for anyone. Press a button and the tooth fairy will serve the watermelon, with a choice of ten ice-creams.

Who says I am joking? It’s been on the News for two weeks and you have not made your reservation? You have a chance to get away from the drag that life has become on an overpopulated earth and you are going to pass on it?

I understand that they are virtually ready to install the pipelines to supply rivers full of clean water [free] and clean renewable energy to every home and industry on earth for the poor amongst us who don’t like flying in space.

The answer is in Heaven; what are we waiting for? To live in a pollution free environment with no earth warming or climate change, I am off guys. The maiden trip is mine.

Tata. Happy New year to y’all down there at the bottom.