Author: Verl

It was a cold and snowy day when Mrs. Mabel Myrtle Monley went to the front door and found three baby puppies in a basket without a note and no one there to ask where they came from. They were such playful little things crawling around over each other and their eyes were barely open. They must be just days old she told herself. Picking up the basket and taking it inside where she put them next to the fireplace figuring that if they were cold they would like this.

Three little puppies, she smiled and thought of all the friends who she knew and which could have been so thoughtful as to give them this gift. Well, she looked at each one and decided the very first thing she must do is name each one.

The black one with long ears and seemed to be more active and willing to move around the basket the most of the three she decided to make this easy she would just name her “Molly”. So little Molly welcome to our home.

Smiling she now focused on the white one and said that will be easy even though I can see you like to chew on things and are going to be the problem child. From now on you will be known as “Mable”, little mischief.

Now as she finally looks at the third brown puppy she finds it sound asleep and as she strokes its little head the puppy looks up into her eyes and immediately she is in love for sure. Such a pretty puppy but it is sure unusual to have three puppies and each a different color. Well, I have named the others with part of my name no sense in changing now you will known as “Litttle Myrtle”, from now on.

What a great Christmas present this is for my family. With three children and no father sense his passing away last year she thinks this could give the sunshine necessary to make this a very Merry Christmas after all.

The children feel in love with the puppies the same as Mable did and they were never short of attention. As the days to Christmas drew near the children had been running all over the neighborhood telling others of the new additions to the Monley family. Everyone in the family had found love and happiness with the three little puppies.

Just a few days before Christmas Mr. Goodman the next-door neighbor came over and ask, “Mable I have a grandchild that would love to have one of these puppies would you be willing to sale me one?” OH, HEAVEN NO, I could never find which one of these puppies to give away they have already became part of our family and to choose which one I would let go would be like trying to decide which one of my children I would give up. I do not think a person in the world could chose one of those addorable little things over another. She looked over and Molley had knocked Johnny over and was licking his face and he was laughing. Turning she watched as Mabel knocked all the things over running aroud the Christmas tree. As usual Myrtle was sleeping away and not a movement.

Little Johnny her youngest son heard the conversation and when Mr. Goodman left her he looked up to his mother and ask Mother could I have Molley she loves me and hangs on me. Johnny you heard me say that I would not give up a puppy now why do you ask this? Well Mom you will not really be giving him up you will just be sharing Christmas with me more he says.

Johnny do you know the responsibility you would take on if I were to say yes to you? Yes Mom I think It would be like you telling us of your mother warning you about having a family. Why did you pick the black one she ask? I did not notice the color I saw the love and the attention she gave to me and that is all that I needed to make up my mind.

Johnny your answer was perfect for Christmas and because you see value in kindness and love and not a color I am going to give you that puppy. Another thing is i said no one could love one of these more than another.  I was very narrow mined you showed me that one could be loved more than another I let mothers love judge. Never thaught of it but I chose your dad from his brothers. You pick a dog which will be your friend and that love will show. That really gets to the point, yes love is much deeper than i had realized. What i would really like to know is how did God know I wanted a puppy? Did you pray about it his mother ask? No he said i did not know I wanted a puppy untill she keep licking me. You know mom God loves all his children as we love our puppies but to be honest mom I think I am his favorite one.

And today it is the same throughout the neighborhood the love and attention was shared by all  the puppies and were welcomed into the neighborhood just as the Christmas Spirit was. Those three little puppies brought neighbors over to look and friendship was renewed many times on Christmas

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Most articles you read want to sale you something or take something from you but you must understand where you are now. You are in Verl’s World and this is words from inspiration. Not to sale you anything but to make you think and perhaps smile on occasion. If find this acceptable perhaps you could have the same inspiration and share with others.

We are taught in the United States that two subjects that should not be talked about Politics and Religion which let me offer this the difference between them is like comparing a mustard seed to an elephant.

Trump is now the most powerful man on the planet but his ability is limited to area. He can try to help but his limits are within a country and many people only see that as their world when in reality he can only do what is allowed by rules.

You can not be free with out God he has control of the chains that bind us not a politician not a clergyman there is only one who can release those chains.

When I enter the valley of the unknown I rely on the wisdom that God led me there and know he will guide me through it the same way he brought me to it. The abundance of God’s love is merely a matter of asking for it.

Years ago, I was in an Electronic class trying to understand trigonometry and just could not get it into my head. Bill Zabriskie sat next to me and he told me Verl this is so simple you are out thinking yourself. This is so simple he went on to say he was in the National Guard and when they fired a large gun when the bullet hit the ground by using a slide ruler he could figure the necessary change the gun had to make before they could put another shell into the gun. That he went on to tell me was how simple this is. And I offer to you this same knowledge accept the wisdom offered don’t doubt the system.

A ask why me how come I receive this information. My answer was only the man who plants the seed, nurseys it and waters it can appreciate the results. To be handed the flower does not have the same love as the man who took the time to grow it.

I do not apologize for putting to words those things I feel should be said thanks to Debby I find I put what I feel and what I think others should know. Those that do not want it has the same delete button as everyone else so take what you want and let it be.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

 

Let me continue with the mind wave that I spoke of in the last article. The wave generated in our own head is powered by the same wave that it sends out. Understand this wave is not slow as our modern electricity but faster than human knowledge can comprehend. It is out is it is back it is out it is back millions of times per a unit we have not put to name. Just imagine a signal leaving and the first is back long before the ending has started. This wave has power it has oscillations so fast and so often it uses this in more ways that this but know the power is provided in the wave. Understanding is in ones ability to forget the reason just accept the act.

Let me change here just a few minutes and lets talk about receiving from this signal. In order to explain let me start by saying when we learn to read we stumble through the verbal as well as the understanding of its meaning. As we grow we learn to say and mimic what is told to us. We are trained from the first to follow and repeat. Sound out each word and sound and read a loud so you can get use to the words. As we grow and learn that in order to speed up this verbal communication we must learn to think it and not say it in one own mind. Seeing it on paper and know what it says and do not try to verbally say it within our own mind. This is part of speed reading that one learns if your interested. But I am not here to explain a system that has been used for generations and many ages. Now with this understanding you can maybe see that there is a way to go beyond speed reading. Know this that when you look at something it takes time for that visual signal to travel through this physical body and be changed from a video to a mental thought. I am going to jump ahead because I know others do not want the crumbs they want the cake. Okay the wave has information and the mind can accept this without having to justify as we normally do when we read. We say to our self’s what is this guy trying to tell me. If we accept the wave as already filtered through God and others then we can grab this and add to our wisdom. The mind is not limited by the body as I have already explained the mind is a separate unit installed in an imperfect vessel.

We send out a signal we get back a signal we send a signal we receive a signal. But this is not in our time frame of thoughts it happens faster than the heartbeat of the vessel can feed blood.

Now we have to step into deep water. Now I laugh because I hear what you just said. Yes we are going to step beyond the mind game, the mind wave and get into worth while stuff. First ask more questions of why this is so. Everyone accepts right of the batt that the guide is for our protection but as everything else in creation there are more wheels turning than one. What else could we use that we have not ask for? How about wisdom, healing, seeing, understanding where do I stop. The information available in this wave is not limited to what we know, which is nothing at this point.

The thoughts that I offer you are not just to amuse you but to cause you to see there is more to the gifts we receive than we acknowledge. Why did all those before us go out by themselves by fasting. Stop here I must tell that I personally believe that the digesting of food takes from our ability of reasoning. Those that understood and wanted to know did not eat and I would suggest to you that the wave is always the same but receiving the signal can be slowed by the vessel.

The wave contains all knowledge all wisdom all intelligence and all memory of anything from the creation of the world. Where does all this information come from? It was put there by everyone who ever had a thought or a mental picture of any magnitude. Everything that was ever invented was acquired by tapping into this mental wave. When the atom bomb was invented they went through many mental blocks and by continually looking at the question deeper, asking questions, wanting to known. Finally, they received the answer the same way that we do everyday in many ways we let pass.

I could go into this a little deeper but all I have in mind is to bring into light a subject not usually discussed. I will refrain from this subject I promise. I take this statement as I can but when the urge to splurge is upon me I just can’t hep it. But let me say this now you had to have ask where did I get this information I pass to you. The same place Alexander Hamilton, George Washington, Martin Luther King and all those including making of the Ark.

A messenger,

Verl K.

I enjoy pointing out things that others just seem to accept and not even think about. One of those things that is obvious to me follows: When you read the bible it tells us straight out that man was put on earth on the sixth day of creation.

No doubt here now when did we receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. Promising to send a “Helper” or “Comforter” to believers? If you check you will see it was one of the last things Jesus Christ gave us before he left.

Why do I point this out? For the reason that one should be aware that the spirit was long after man and that the spirit was added and it never said anything about it receiving oxygen or blood flow from the recipient. Why does this matter? Think about this we have a physical body and we have a spirit within us if you are a believer. The physical body has control over our actions but not our mind if one should agree the mind is part of that gift. The physical body when carelessly adds alcohol or drugs or anything else that controls that body but the mind is a separate thing and if we consider that even when the body takes on this outward influence it does not enter the soul because the soul is not a part of that body. In this case we would have two sides to an individuals thoughts. The body is wanting more and the mind is trying to tell us that it is not a good idea. The point being there are in effect two of us with that in mind I would like to offer a just suppose thing to be considered.

The mind is a gift and not limited by human cells or is not feed from within so where does it get its power from? I would suggest a Mind Wave that when one thinks of something that wave is sent out and the speed is not of this world the distance is not of our knowledge but it would explain how a prayer could be sent. The energy creating it is not of our knowledge and not spoken of.  Where does it go and who can receive it? I would suggest anyone can receive these thought waves and that would explain how one could possibly read another’s mind. But then it could also explain how we ask for something and where that thought wave being generated in our heads is heard by others. Knowledge can be derived from this same wave if one would concentrate and desire it.

Just a thought when we are out partying and having fun we try to override the don’t do that which is telling us; but we do not listen so that part even though we knew better we get what we wanted. When does the mind get even? The next morning when the head hearts and the body is suffering a little message appears between the ears and we hear very plainly what a damn fool we are. This is extreme in each way not all misuse our physical bodies but by giving the worst sometimes explains the overindulgence at the table or those midnight runs to the kitchen for things we don’t need. And if you have any doubt that other things have a voice (wave) what made you remember that cake or the ice cream? Again, somethings are fun to think about but not all are understood.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

I love the forbidden fruit so much I want to test the waters and see if there are any fish in here. I am going to educate a few of my fellow men. Let me make the statement first: All women are prostitutes and all men are fools. Please allow me six years of explanations then you can get even if you still want to honey. Honey yes that is for all the sweet things reading they want to hear and if they don’t get what they want well let me continue the story.

In the very beginning God gave Adam a woman and not being critical of him I just want to let others know he was a lot smarter than most would give him credit for.  Here is this guy the only guy in the world there is none other so his wife shows up pregnant and if she could hear what he would be saying their would be no family or any generations following that first unit. Can you hear him talking to himself saying not another man in the whole world and so she finds a snake. Can you imagine that then when I try to point out she has not only gave away the only cherry in the world she has to find a snake. She does not want to talk about it because what could she use for an excuse? I can answer that because she is a woman.

In the meantime, the king says to the queen are you going to put out tonight or do I have to fed you to the lions and find another woman. What he does not know is he does not control the pussy cat that he thought he did. He is about to learn that Adam passed on what a fool is way back there when he should  have gone  to court and sued her. Oh no judges yet and no attorneys yet either. The snake has got work to do yet.

If he could get her before the judge and show there was not other men no other way she could have gotten pregnant because he didn’t do it. Would he win the lawsuit? No because she is a woman and they have privileges above a king in fact they have pay grades way above that.

You get ready to go to a party and the wife turns her back to you and sticks out her butt for you and asks you does this look alright? Now if you tell her the ass is way to big and she has been eating to much sweets you can be assured the draw bridge to that fruit is way passed anything you can afford you just as well buy a ticket and join me in Colombia as try to get into the fruit cellar. Remember she is not a whore because she didn’t ask for anything. The fact you had to marry her and give her everything she ask before you got a key to the fruit cellar has nothing to do with it. The key to the fruit cellar is in the doorknob in the basement but to you it is hid.

Yes the king had to learn he was a fool and from Adam to now we have been paying and that should be proof as to our being a fool. The king thought he was in control what a fool.

The very first argument was between Adam and Eve and with all he had going he could not win now what makes you think you have a leg to stand on. God gave me the ability to write but not any to be an artist where I could paint a picture of what a fool looks like. Well sense I can talk and not draw I will show you anyway go into the bathroom and look over the sink I left a picture of a fool for you.

Next time the woman ask you for your opinion and it is different than what she wants to hear before opening your mouth I would suggest going to the bathroom a minute and look at that picture. But remember she is not a prostitute and if you try to point out the price she ask for piece and harmony in the house you can be assured why Adam didn’t bring up the subject.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Who said I was limited to what or when I write. I remind you I give you these information and you give nothing in return. Consider this you read and then say I have to tell my friends because you like to share things you enjoy. Well, you married her and enjoy her how come you don’t send her here for the weekend? You know share pleasures.  Can you imagine Hey honey want to go spend the weekend with Verl.         Her answer: Want to find a cobra in your bed.

Some things just cannot be explained.

A hermit just happened to find a friend at a campfire and as he walks up he asks, “John, do you care if I join you this morning?” John gets up walks out into the woods and gets an arm full of limbs and chunks of wood and brings them back and puts them on the fire. All this time no words are exchanged between the two men. As John dropped the wood into the fire he says, “Good morning to you Alfred”.  With this he sets down l and again takes a sip of coffee.  Finally looking up at Alfred and says you can join the fire if you can add wood on occasion, and you can have some coffee if you add to the pot.

Why do I tell this? Because it is our world what we read what we hear stays with us forever. The men in the story each lived by his own way. By that I say we each have things happening every second every day and we never think about them for the same reason John did not answer when spoken to. He lived his life slowly and as he wanted to. Obviously we live this way and not even think about it.

Right here in my own house I have enjoyment with that very fact. I have shown you the wall Plack I have pinned in the center of the kitchen a sign says if it is where it is let it stay where you found it. Please don’t change. Rare is the moment it is not being read while the hand is trying to adjust the picture.  The very next thing when they see they can not move it is to look for something they can. No not in their open mind but they will invariably turn to the counter and start to adjust everything that is laying out of their way it should be. People do this and never think about it.

We are so many creatures of habit that it has no voice in any crowd. Climb into a car and if you do not try to adjust something, move something or try to adjust something I will eat a chunk of raw liver.  I move thousands of miles living behind friends and family might have an opening in a thoughtful man. He must like to be alone.  When ask what birthday parties I had remembered I had to stop and think. None I can remember fondly so thinking that over told me the reason I do that is to not remember that day. If I moved this far could the fact I enjoy just letting things be. Looking back, I can remember many mobile trailers I owned in my time must be the wheels and the fact I could get out of here attitude has created what I be.

Those that live in one place can give thousands of reasons why they are there. The neighbor next door spends all his waking moments wishing he could move somewhere else. If we cant move it and finally figure it out we do as the neighbor does and pace and freight over it. The only way you can change anything is first make it aware in your mind. Next do you want it changed. What I point out is obvious when brought to the mind. We are all use to it our way and those that do not get our input rather they want it or not. Because we will adjust it our way unconscious to our own thoughts while we do it.

My mind is a useful thing and I exercise it daily just to trying to get it use to doing something.  Don’t you wish you could adjust those flaws?

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Now the birthday has come and gone I now have to take the fact that now I am older I should be wiser and cleverer. At 83 I have decided that I should try to refrain from some of the things that young people do but when you get older you should know better. I have an advantage here if I promise to do something that just can’t be then I get another shot at corrections at New Years Eve. I like most pledge to do that what should be and aut to be but I was drunk at the time so it doesn’t count.

So, this year no more inviting three women for an all-night party. I am going to cut that to two hours they usually give out by then anyway.

Next I am going to cut down on the amount of coffee I am drinking 2 – 12 cup coffee pots a day is pretty heavy. They say that ages you but I have lived twenty years longer so far than the ones that say said.

Again, my mind is mostly female it does as it wants to and disregards my thoughts. The other book I am writing Check Mate brings to light things in the future like eventually they will find coffee is good for you. But in writing that book I am telling the story about me. It is not my life but things that happened in my life so keeping with that thought I am the writer, first person in the story and I am the author. In this book I step in as author and add information when I change to author from Dan (story is his travels) when I change to author  that is laughter in writing ones own story.

Ya I am telling a story and then I tell what it means as author. How do I keep this stuff separate and run back and forth you ask. Its easy when one is not limited by other teachings. Not knowing a noun from a verb or what color a preposition is you cant put it into a box you just let it be what it is and go on. Sometimes in life doing nothing saves months of hard work.

Now back to the coffee just a second here you know that if I could get two cents a word from the Universe I could have enough money to buy dinner by ten o’clock in the morning. Yes mother I will get back to that, some things in life are explainable and some are like I mentioned doing nothing. If I have worded this right you are now approaching what 83 feels like now, you are supposed to know but can’t remember anything about the coffee or rather Dan exists or not and where did you read this?

Well, I think I will go have a cup of coffee and see if I can remember what else I am not supposed to do. Damn perfection has limitations. I end by telling you that the light in ones own personal tunnel is not limited.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

As I read the blogs that I had written I smile and laugh at the thought of those with higher education they see when the name is wrong they see the name changed and the errors in the story. Those of us with a solid foundation understand that when you read what someone else says it does not make it your mistake. No, the mistake is judging those writings to their educational level or skill. Sometimes when greatness is attempted the distance down to others is less than the height to wisdom above.

I have on my wall an example of this very thing. If you look at picture it is not level with the wall it is on an angle for a reason. People will read that sign telling you not to change anything and at the same moment they are trying to adjust the frame. I have a bathroom scale that every worker that came past it reached down and adjusted it to how they wanted it. When I read an article I wrote I think of those who like what they read but would really like to correct it.

I laugh at such actions because it is humor beyond the realm of habits. I get into a story and I tell it as fast as I can put the thing down. Had I have the education of writing or the proper use of any language I would be reading and you would be writing. If you know what he wants does it really matter more than that? He conveys a thought and you received it do we need cake frosting when we already know? Yes I could put the pillow up that would make the bed completely. I can pick up the towel that is hanging and about to fall. I thought I did good showering I say let the towels drop where they fall. If I spent the energy to repair my writing I would be as those who put the pillow back or straighten the picture on the wall I would be writing what I want not what I want to pass through me.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Christmas story should please the soul at this time of year. How about we have a natural in life’s journey. Lets have a little boy and a dog is there anything better to wish on us than that of natural destruction and lovable blunders.  

At Christmas time we have many things going at the same time. Planning, doing and trying to forget. Makes one happy just to read a small story just because I want to write it and you need to read something light and happy.  

As our small boy settles down at the edge of the pond he watches others. Not a big pond just a few eyeballs wide and twice that long. Rusty come here. Good boy glad you know your name it helps when you come to me. Walking up Big John looks down and says well Merry Christmas Tommy. I see Rusty is still teaching you how to behave.  

Yes Big John just this morning she got into Mrs. Smiths purse and he came out with something that had Mrs. Smith running around chasing Rusty down the hallway through the kitchen into the garage and around all the stuff pilled up waiting for you to put away. What do you think Rusty had found that had Mr. Smith so excited and willing to run. At her age she must have been a sight to see. How old is she? She must be at least 30 John. I would bet a little older but that has got to be close. But what did he have? Was it big? How big was it Billy? What did she say? Did she say anything? Yes John she said you little and I would not repeat what she called Rusty she really forgot his name she got so mad and excited she said when she caught him she was going to cut off his tail. Do you really think she would do that Big John? Oh, I doubt that she was just mad and wanted back whatever he had and I would really like to know what that was. 

You know John this is Christmas and everyone has a little something hid away they don’t want outers to see. Why I remember when I was a kid we hid things everywhere possible. Every time I give you a chance to dream John you jump on it like a hawk on a snake. You have more stories about your childhood than if you were a child for fifty years. Yes, Billy I told my dad that if I were to move out of his house I should have something to hold me over and social security would do. 

Back on track Billy do you have any idea what it was Rusty had she wanted so badly. But it was powerful strong to pull her like that John. Say as she ran down the street she crossed the street down at the corner by Stew’s Automotive. Let’s go talk with Stew and see if he got an eyeball on what it was. Merry Christmas Stew. Yes, same to both of you. What brings you to my little shop at Christmas. Were you bringing gifts? You can stack them over there if you are if not then set down and have an apple cyder with me. Is the cyder fermented Stew? Hey I can market that Stew. How’s that? Big sign “Cyder Fermented Stew.”  It’s a natural people come to get stewed. To some, that is a bowl of stew to others that is a fermented cyder to drink. Don’t ask him about laid it would ruin Christmas John.  

Stew the reason we are here is to ask you if you had gotten a look at what Rusty had said that Mrs. Smith was running after him so. Stew broke out in laughter and got to giggling and laughing till we could not get a word from him.  After ten minutes John finally got Stew to say that yes he knew exactly what it was and again started the laughter and this time in went on much longer. What could that dog possibly take that could be carried in a purse and cause such laughter he said aloud to just here his voice is what I thought.  

Billy Big John asks where else did this dog run to? Well after he crossed the street at Stew’s then he we passed Naylors and past Randel’s Rags and riches then he crossed the street again and came right back here Billy. So, he passed a lot of stores that you didn’t mention. Oh,  

he went right down that street like a fox on a hunt. He didn’t even stop to sniff or anything he just stuck his nose in the air and dragging that bag he just keep on running. Well, we have to go check all of them and then maybe we will know.  

Now just a moment why do you want to know what was in Mr. Smith’s purse that would make her chase a dog to get it. Why do we want to know what is to Mrs. Smith so personable that she chased the dog to get it. If it’s that personal I do not want to know and if you think about it you will agree with me.  

All that is true and I agree but I still want to know what Billy said and John agreed with him. Billy said that he knew Rusty and if he went into a purse as I know he did there was only a few things that would cause that. It’s only natural she had to have something eatable with a smell so Rust smelled it. Yes now we are getting somewhere. Is there anything else that would cause Rusty to do that Billy? Yes but they can’t put that in a hand purse. What do you mean Billy? Looking up, Bill smiled and said, “I’m eleven. How old are you?” 

So now we either go on down the street or turn around and go home and for get this whole thing. Common Big Jim we will continue and with that Stew stood up and said a real stew has lots of ingredients so I think I will join you so they went over to Bobs and ask him if he had saw Rusty run past with Mrs. Smith following trying to catch it. With that Bob bends over in laughter and stars to the hawed and carrying on like a pack of rats found a few meal. His laughter brought the roof down he had a very deep and profound laughter. Even John started to laugh and pretty soon all were slapping each other and pounding another backs it got so the hole place was in laugher and it took a good five minutes to get them to calm down. Bob this is getting ridiculous we ask Stew and got the same response and with that Bob went into another of those breathtaking moments I thought he had lost his mental thoughts. Well tell me what you saw that day. Bob could hardly stop laughing long enough to tell us he would ruin Mrs. Smith Christmas if he were to tell he refused to say anymore.  

 

This has turned into a real drag Stew I just started a simple question and now have half the town trying to find why a dog got into a purse. One more place then I will consider to Mrs. Smith secrecies’. Ok who’s shop or store is next let’s try Turners that should turn the tell. Walking up to Steve Turner Big John says Merry Christmas Steve yes the same to you Big John what are you doing running for reelection half the town following you. No, we have a very simple question Steve did you see Rusty run by here with Mrs. Smith chasing it? As before Steve broke into laughter and was laughing so he could not keep in his chair.  

When he finally got calmed down John says we have stopped at Stews, Bobs, and now Steve’s, and we still don’t know what the secrete was that was in Mrs. Smiths purse that caused Rusty to do that he was never a dog that got into trouble. Well folks I am going to make the day for you. I know what was in that purse that everyone wants to know about. Ya Smart Alec. 

What was it? He couldn’t help it he had to laugh a little before he could admit to a small slice of steak with a handwritten invite to the town Christmas Party tonight and she knew that the only way to get everyone’s attention is to get the interest up and feed them curiosity. You do know that Mrs. Smith is the Mayor and the rest you have ask are all counsel men so I can assure you that this is a handwritten subpoena to attend our Christmas Party she campaigned on the fact she would double our Christmas Party attendance. And this looks to me like most of the town and no way to avoid it because it is all done legal and like.  

 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.

What is happiness to you? What excites you? In this many days of your life have you found something that you look forward to? A poor man looks to riches and a rich man looks for more. Do you know what the riches are you look for?

At what point in all of life’s mysteries do you the reader know when you have reached the pinnacle of your happiness? Do you know what it is so you can know when your are there?

A small boy walks into a pet store one day and the lady ask him what he would like. He said a “Puppy”. Do you have any money she asks? “No” he said. Well, she said how can you satisfy that with no money. You own this store he asks? “Yes” she replied. Then do you own this store for money or for the ones you save? She said she does it for the ones that she can help and that are needy.

Well lady there is a small puppy in here that needs a little boy and I am here to help both of you.

Now again I ask what makes you happy? Owning the pet shop? Having that many (pets) depend on you for support? Does happiness mean having enough to say no to the little boy? Sometimes life’s pleasures are fulfilling someone else’s dream. I pray to God that this is your button to happiness.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.