I am a husband of 25 yrs and a father of a boy and a girl who are in College. I am a Christian of a pentacostal denomination, a Bible teacher and a son of the living God and Father of my Lord Jesus Christ. I have also worked for 33 years as a pro swimming coach. I received a BA in English Literature from Kenyon College in 1980 and a Pastors certification from Rhema Bible Training center in 1993.
If I could come back to life as an animal, I would be a
I have no intention of coming back. Reincarnation is the invention of those who wish to buy their stairway to Heaven.
If I could come back to life as a plant, I would be a
If I could have lunch with any historical or current person, it would be
I could best describe my personality as
Thoughtful, deeply emotional, loving, giving, patient, sensual, tenacious, fierce yet peaceful, a tireless worker-when I am interested in the work
Favorite Music Genre
The Allman Bros Band, the Bee Gees, Josh Groban, Smooth Jazz, Madonna, J-lo, Peter Gabriel, REM, U2,
Favorite Movie Genre
Favorite Book Genre
Health, religious, self-help and Sports Training
Shakespeare, William Butler Yates, TS Eliot, James Joyce, Alfred Lord Tennyson, James Lowell, Albert Camus, Plato, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Vermeer, Dadi, Martin Buber, Rheinhold Neibur, Robert Conrad, Chris Botte
The Bible, works by the above authors
Man on Fire, The Matrix, The Book of ELI, Ice Age, The Lion King, Kingdom of Heaven, The Red Violin, Housesitter, Rocky 1-5, Rambo 1-3, Star Wars 1-6, Apocalypse Now, Synchronicity, Frequency, We were Soldiers
My two top VIA Character strengths are
|Board Name||Title||MYKU||Date Written|
|Redemption||RE: saved||Without knowing and speaking the Logos of The Good, which forceably gives structure to the Chaos in which our being swims, We could do nothing but splash about, making movement without meaning, no shores to see, bereft of the necessary language that forms all that which claims to be.||2/18/2010|
|Redemption||RE: RE: RE: saved||Why are so many people so completely unaware of the assumptions that undergird their worldviews?
Life's most important foundation blocks must be believed apriori, laid upon not so much as a cloud, unreachable by reason, moved only by the love or fear instilled in one's heart by mama's tender care or lack thereof.
|Soft Landing||RE: Falling:The sensual reception||I surrounded your leaning torso with gently tensed arms and while balancing your chin on my chest
we recovered to our feet amid awkward stares - while I savored the umph of your exhaled air - and slid my hands the length of your long, lithe arms, my initIal pulses of adrenaline persisting even after my surprise catch.
|I beg your words||RE: RE: candles for tragedy||Pain dissapates as the sand slowly slips through the hourglass
but not without leaving scars on the heart that mar it's every future beat
a memorial etched in flesh
of the loss of one for whom it shared it's beat and blood.
|The passion of lovers||RE: RE: RE: Sweetheart||With a tap of teeth and giggles we conviened our first tingly embrace only to return again together with the speed of squarrels hugging and tugging, groping and griping
breathing each, the other's warm breaths as they seeped from our pressed lips circling and nibbling,
slobbering and savoring every drip of joy.
|American Life in Poetry||American Life in Poetry||Senators filabustering to a halt a piece of legislation that some minority holds dear
dare not relent lest their will to power be mowed down like a marine's run at a machine gun from the boat to the beach of Normandy. Those bloody amber waves of grain!
|stigall||RE: Honeybunless||Ballerinas bouncing about the stage,
speaking a language that has to be seen to be understood,
envelop their audience in Beauty's sweetness
like the rolled dough of a honey bun - less the goo.
|Board Name||By||Title||MYKU||Date Added|
|Vinegar||quillin||RE: Sweet & Sour Speech||deadly poison spreads easily
as the heart bares its soul
that flapping little monster
that even warriors can't control
Life and death both rest on its tip
and before we consider
we often slip
Wise is the man who can discern & know
the words inside
before they spill and flow.
|Redemption||TRay||RE: RE: saved||help is no outsider or holy presence or armored fighter
no ancient promise will part my sea
but I do have a champion and
my champion is me.
|Children in the Storm of War||seanjk||RE: RE: RE: RE: Sacrifice of Innocent||As angels sing you to triumphant rest,
We reap the spoils of war,
Blood spilt, lives ruined, destruction
devastation... what was it all for?
|I beg your words||katepoet||RE: candles for tragedy||She remembers a beautiful boy, a joyful baby in her arms,
unending trust and love were his gifts to her - he was delight;
inconceivably, he is gone now, she feels only her empty arms,
the place by her heart where he will always belong.
|weather or not||katepoet||RE: RE: For seasons four||When El Niño cries for attention,
his tears of rain drench us for days;
chill blizzards of snow come cascading,
when with oceans and mountains he plays.
|Water||artsychick70||Bay||It is wonderful to live by the bay
listing to the waves bring peace to the day
the fresh air blowing across the water
can remind you of what truly matters.
|Strength||volchin||deceptive strength||lightly and brightly
the white flakes fly
beneath their gentle weight
the bitterest cold lies insensate