Month: October 2025

As sure as God made little green apples I have reached my desert. My travels have been far and covered three continents but after only one night with her I know I have found my esposa. We had a very romantic dinner together and we shared many laughs and stories. She spoke a small amount of English and I spoke a little Spanish but she summed it up when I told her I was a few hours away from surgery of a cancer growth on my chest in front of my heart. She went to tears and said. Now that I have found you I am about to lose you. My response was God did not send me to Colombia to die he could have taken me any time he so chose. What are you here for she ask. I am going to build the largest corporation this world has ever saw. She ask what that will be and I told her of my vision and my service to God. She had never heard of Verl’s World are read anything I had ever written but her response was. As you know I am an active attorney in Colombia and I will offer anything I can to see you accomplish this vision. She did not question my statement she did not question me she just assured me that she would be my support. In a few hours it will be over and I have no doubt that I will be fine but she ask why I had not told her sooner. I tell her as I tell you When you know why you are here and know what the purpose is the small things that man has to offer in defense is nothing I can not handle. She wanted to know how I could put this together and I told her I have put together many corporations and done much in preparation for this journey and that must be why I was trained in my past. I will sale stock to this corporation and that shall fund the start of what shall be tomorrows history. I gave a ring to one I gave flowers to another but this being my third try shall give me a foundation to grow on. As you read this know that if God says it shall be do not question just act. As usual I write as I feel and I tell as it is, the final curtain is a long way away. Gold Goose Airlines is about to begin. Let the trumpets sound let the angels sing we are about to show the world that God is still king.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

This morning while talking with my friend Pedro I am reminded of my past. I spent many hours in training to be professional boxer and was in the ring many times. I have whipped men a lot bigger than I am. Which brings to mind in boxing ring there are rules one must fallow. Ropes surround area of contest. Have referee to make sure rules are followed. No hitting below the belt no yelling no screaming just face to face and do your best. 

Now we have choice when we climb into the ring but when a man faces a women and goes into the ring those rules change. She remind us of last twenty fights we loose not tell of those we win. We have no ropes surround area they weave and twist with things like tears and screaming. There is no referee he has gone to the corner and sets out. She like smoke screen she can come at you from anywhere and can hit where she chooses. Man, who enter ring with woman be fool. Not possible to win fight better to be live coward and bow to her wishes and admit to possible defeat.  Woman train in a different way than man woman she get very vicious and hit anywhere she should decide and most hurt more than kidney punch.  

I not be in fight but memory of those stay with you longer than the win that is in mans mind but as all my feelings are put before you I enjoy trying to put the way of the world into print. So, this morning I give to those wise enough to hear stay out of ring when pushed. Not possible to win argument with self because she not hear your side anyway. 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.

With this article I am going to attempt to give to you a touch of that which was gave to me. I was led to Colombia with a mission and I am going to try in my own way to put words to that which I have received. 

I was allowed to fund a ticket to Spain for a soldier of God to show to the world that God still reigns. Tonight, we celebrate his leaving and going on this trail which will be known when it is time. The money I personally give for his tickets was handed to me through the purse of God. And as I have received I pass to Pedro Jr. an open purse to allow him to show to the world that which will become obvious when the time is right.  

Know this that purse is open to all the strings are only drawn tight when the heart is drawn tight. Pedro is to pay back this money upon his ability to give back but what I am going to tell you is he can never pay back God. You can refund but it is impossible to pay back because God gives us so much that before we can give back we are already drawing on more.  

Another way I find myself short in words but long in knowledge. Imagine that you are standing under a waterfall and the water is coming over you by the force of a great river. You can pee all your body can possibly give by that which you have to give is small when you find it coming so fast. Man can give back some but it is nothing in comparison to that which is covering our body. We can give but we cannot overcome that which we have available. The debt we pay is only a token to that which we have available to us.  

Remember this the strings to Gods purse is open to all who would only ask. As I will watch young Pedro as he shows to the world that which he has received I pray that he knows that which is gave with love can only be repaid with love. You can give back but you can never get even that my friends is what I am trying to say. 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.

After a lifetime of contemplating on the complicated analyzing the confusing and dwelling on the enviable I have concluded that life is only a matter of values.  

A woman wants a man to give her attention but if she can not give attention she will not receive attention. If a man wants love he must be able to give that love. If you want devotion you must be able to give devotion. 

The universe is made of two of everything and anything. Positive and negative, up and down, right and wrong, left and right. Time is of no value if you have no time.  

It comes down to what you value. If you want friendship you must value that friendship when found. Gold is no good if keep in a vault. Why must one possess something they do not value? If a person wants love they must value love and be willing to give. Do not expect to receive that which you do not have to give. One must learn that to expect is to anticipate and look forward to. It comes back to value when you value gold and use gold to get more gold the value of that gold is not just in the possession of owning the gold it is the value of what that gold can get for you. 

Often time a woman will want a mans undivided attention has she considered that to receive that attention she must be willing to give that attention. Many times, a man wants respect and to get that respect he must give that respect.  

Again, value can only be valuable if it has a meaningful meaning. Once more life is a constant assessment to value. If a person has no value he can expect no value in return. Value is built within us and if you have a belief of what that value is you can look within to find it. The perfect mate is the one with a shared value. It is far better to have two sides to a coin than one side to two coins. Think about it, yes, all is possible when one already knows what they value. 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.

A good teacher installs with in the student a desire to want to learn that which is to be taught to them. A good math teacher teaches that student to want to learn math a poor teacher would try to teach them to add but a good teacher would teach them to want to and why. In order for me to be a good teacher of what my vision for this airline that can give jobs to many and schooling to many the idea of why has to be entered into the universe.  

Please allow me to further this so others can see that when this airline is built first many will be involved in the paperwork creating this, which I speak. When that happens then the next would be the people necessary to find the property and accrue that facility. Which would create jobs for those in the building trade but also that would bring to that location many who would otherwise not be able to find work and when this airline is put together it involves teaching all trades from secretary’s to labors. This is our facility when one is building for his family his town his friends a pride is found that is only available when one belongs and is part of what is about to happen. Getting the airplane into the air is nothing when the pride and spirit is part of what we are talking about.  

This airline starts in one place but it has to light in another which starts that community to find the pride and the spirit. What my vision is does not only want an airplane we want to teach that the vision is the trail to our future not just for today but for our family and that personal spirit is only found through education and the desire to want that which I speak. 

Understand this as the writer of this article I need nothing. I have a great place to live I have many very good friends I have food to eat and I have money to spend. I write because I want to write not to make personal profit, and I certainly do not want public exposer to fame in my personal life. I do not want for others to see me as anything other than what is a gift to me passed to others. 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.

Some times things seem to just jump out at me. This picute was presented to me when I was looking for a painting for my bedroom.  The thing that was brought to mind is in my book two of great Eagle Dan travels to the West and falls in love with an Indian princess and later finds she can tell the future and together they find and feed this baby eagle. So here appears to me out of the blue this painting that depicks  that part of the story.  As it stands we are in the processs of finding an artist who is skilled enough to bring to life this princess. It has a double meaning to me. Yes how I would love to see in real life such beauty but then I have her in my heart as I write about her in book three. As I write I find that I become a part of the person I am talking about. Notice in this picture that she is not trying to pass a sexual or a physical thought to the viewer she is in deep thought and that is a charaterist of the woman I speak of.  Those of you that have read this and want to know I am about twenty five percent complete in book three which when I started I expected to have to write four books to get the part I wanted to tell. This series is a slow start and as the band plays faster the same thing happens in this series. What is the point of this? There are no coincidences in life everything comes when the time is right and chance is only a name on a board written on the soul of our being.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

I find myself back at my own casa, my own keyboard and my own chair. Please understand that through life I have lived in many places traveled many different roads and always returned to where the trail started. I could not even guess how many times that was so in my life. Somehow returning to Colombia seems as though I have finally found my home. God moves in many ways in many different people and when a new person enters my personal world I now look at in differently. Why was this person introduced or placed in my path I continually ask myself. As sure as God made road apples (animal dung) he made sugar cane each placed before us and our choice which we want to pick up or smell.

As it may seem like a bad example I feel it is right to the point. Each person I meet has something that I am to learn from or I am to give him or her something they need. The road apples give life to plants and grasses and they decay and add to something. The sugar cane sounds good but in excess can be worse for us than the road apples. Upon every trail we cross paths with another person who we can decide if they are road apples or sugar cane. But just because they are what they are does not make them right or wrong. I try to make sure that each of my experiences end with my having gave as much of myself as is possible and if it does not make for a happy reunion I like to think I was not because of me. If I can offer rain to the road apple or shade to the sugar cane I have gave what I thought may help that one who has come into my world. As we travel and meet those that come before us please remember all roads are not smooth not all roads run down hill but they are not always up hill either. I am so happy to be back at my own keyboard looking to the Caribbean Ocean and just knowing I must have had a purpose for traveling but as tired as I am it will be awhile before I attempt that again.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

I received a heat in my heart to go to Colombia and knowing no one there leaves a blank of what Dr. Scott would analyses but I think that I was put into Colombia for several reasons and one is I received a support group that I had not had elsewhere. Not knowing but all of those we read about in the bible had others to support their love in Christ. We read of the problems but if one checks and cares to try, they will see that each had a person or persons to help them when the negatives came. 

Being drawn by my passion to help others was a vision of more than what I could do as a armature writer. Even if I were very good, I could not satisfy beyond the grave that which would be necessary to give more than what I received. So, I received the vison of a great airline to give the help necessary to those that had nothing to give them the support and faith in what is in us. Golden Goose was not of this thing that makes sense or can be explained to Dr. Scott but as usual we have been given the desire to have more and a support to put our minds at ease. Colombia gives me a support group and the desire to advance beyond what is explainable to others. As I write this it is as always not what is taught in a classroom but what is found in the heart. 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.

I am in Costa Rica and would like to tell of the wonderful events in my world. Yesterday while in town with Joss, we ran Nanci and Barry and had the opportunity of introducing Nanci and Joss. Nanci offered joining her and Barry for dinner at her house. I declined that and told I wanted to have just Joss and myself for a private dinner.

Last night I too Joss to a very nice place in Puerto Viejo. The three of us had dinner, three. Yes, there was Verl, Joss and her phone. The evening starts out with her taking pictures of the champagne, then the meal. I think most of you now get the picture as an older (I could have said an old SOB) I would like others to know that it is not the difference between 82 and 41 that most would believe. I have taken Joss many places from Cancun Mexio to San Jose Costa Rica and have been in bed with her many a night and as God is witness have not violated her woman hood. But having learned that the part of life that is different is not what others would expect. As I talk and watch the younger generation, I find they somehow are drawn into the phone and not personal things. I have no doubt that if I were to get into the opportunity of making love to Joss as any woman of this generation that at my age should I be able to raise the draw bridge it would be really hard to get the ship into anchor with a camera over ones shoulder.

Has life changed so much that what the value of personal life has left us? I have written on this but have not been able to get into my head how different the world has changed in my life. Another thing that I dislike is I cannot write to you without something writing what I am going to say. I do not mind being corrected but I dislike when the thing puts the next word on here before I say it. For instance, I never capitalize the letter when I write but someone else decided for me that it must be a capitol letter. Very seldom do I feel that the I am that important that brings me into focusing on me and I would rather focus on the subject. Correct me but please don’t tell me what to say.

A Messenger,

Verl K.