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God can read!

Posted on July 8, 2026July 8, 2026 by Verl

As I put words to a page I find that to do so without the blessing of Heaven would be like going from my house to town, naked, with snot running down my face, dung on my legs to be shown to those who would judge me. That would be easier to do, than to put words to a page that is thrown into the heavens and judged by the universe to see, than writing this down, without first asking for Gods blessings.

When I read the things that I do, the things that are said, the statements that are put to print, makes me wonder if others have considered the effect that they can have on someone else. My words are not carried far, and are read by a few, but those that find comfort and joy in what I say must be considered; like when I go onto a dance floor. I do my thing, I dance my own steps, I feel the music. I do not expect the band to change because I am on the floor, nor do I want others to say, look at him dance. No, I go onto the dance floor for no other reason than to be a part of  the crowd.

I write for the same reason, not to change anything, not to give advice, or ridicule others, I write hoping that something I say, something I bring up, can cause others to see, that when they put to print, it should be kept in mind that God can read too.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

It is what is says

Posted on July 6, 2026July 6, 2026 by Verl

As I read the many things printed in our world of modern communications. First most have now accepted those words from the atmosphere laid down in a way that all can read and hear.

We must remember that what we are reading is another man’s/woman’s attempt to bring us unto their own ideas, thoughts and viewpoints. Is not what I write the same thing? What I would attempt to point out today is why are they saying these things, and where are their values in relation to yours?

When the declaration of Independence was written all in attendance had a common goal. They were all in agreement of what they wanted, and they stood together to create that which they all agreed to. That by itself was a milestone in itself. What came from it was because all in attendance ask for Gods blessings and all were there for the same reason.

If the assembly of leaders were brought together today with all the available technology and ability to gather information and join with the same force that was then, what would be the outcome?

First in their heart of hearts would they be there for God? The people they were to represent? If not for Gods help whose do they stand for? Do all who would attend have same goal in mind?

If a loosing team hired a new coach the very first thing he would bring all together and tell them we must get back to basics. Not Demarcate, not Republican but Americans with the blessings of God in mind. I personally do not feel that those that do not believe in God do not have what I see as a common goal. Yes I am prejudice,  and have a tilted view on what is important to me.

If not for God what then? If not to do for the people then what is the purpose of attending? If a man or woman shows up only to prevent another from achieving what is good for man and that would include what is good for God. I do not trust those that do not believe in a Deity. If they do not have someone they must answer to then what is it they say worth? If a mans goals, ideas, and workings are not for the office they hold then whose are they for?

The whole point of this is to show that it was not just the Delectation of Independence that made America great it was a love from within, which included a love for God,  each who attended,  that started America to be great.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

If not for a God then what are we for? My writings my not be what you want to see, or read, but they sure are from my heart, and they are a part of what I am.

Garbage

Posted on July 5, 2026July 5, 2026 by Verl

Many things I write are thrown in the garbage or left alone.  Now  wanting to show why; they made no sense. This was from the garbage bag as why they were never shown.

 

I start with a candle oh so bright,

Lit it up just as it got night.

Watched it burn bright that night,

Oh, how I hope it can burn all night.

Shadows ,and images, shown it the light,

My how they danced it the bright light that night.

 

People who knew me stared at me that night.

Thunder and lightning lit up the ski, oh,

how beautiful  it was that night.

Sugar and spices she made it that night,

Laughter and shashter  we put away that night.

 

Oh, how I wish, that candle would last through the night,

smile as I may, the candle half burned, it make it all night.

If I were sober, if I we Sain, I would stop all this party at night.

Sense I am older, and the light is still bright. I think I will party again all  night.

 

Though the darkness, and through the light,

If finally came through it was all over, the candle is gone,

What is left is my memory, all mushy, trashy and long gone.

What if saint peter had came in the night? Would I have known him, would I be right? Would I have been better to put out the light,

Turned down the shutters and said good night.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

 

 

 

What comes later?

Posted on July 4, 2026July 4, 2026 by Verl

Many years ago, as the population grew, the need to get rid of body waste was an everyday necessity. Not wanting the smell, or to look at this, it was decided to build a small building, and it was called an “outhouse”. Disgusting subject but a major part of those days gone by.

Many story; many jokes of the “outhouse” was common terminology at the time. A popular book, Thirty yards to the outhouse by Will He Make it, was recited many times, how about “forty yards to the outhouse by;  Can He Make it? Why this subject? Because it is the worst of the worst anyone wants to talk about. However, we must know of this, so we can compare those necessities to those that are easier, and more fun, to talk about.

Life is pleasant as long as we dwell on how things can improve, or how they can be better. What we speak about, what we discuss, are the object of importance here. We start with a discussion, and we continue until we either agree or disagree.

It all starts with a conversation and if we do not agree it becomes an argument. We become entangled in a war of words and that can be between friends, spouses, cities, counties, states or government.  If heated it becomes more, but the part I would like to talk about is that which comes after the discussion, and the argument.

Do you feel more love, as friends, or spouse, in the discussion, during the argument, or after? The discussion leads to either agreeing or an argument, but the winner is not from either of those subjects. Between friends and spouse, it is a short time until the results actually come forth. Jumping past, those between people, and come to a government.  And the common denominator here is what is the results of that which just occurred determining the ruling unit. A Government takes longer to find the results, and it is not the campaign one runs before, it is not the victory, it is only the results after, that is remembered.

What both sides do after this is far more important than the discussion or the fight. Nothing could be further from the truth than the statement “It does not matter how I win, only that I win”.

The United States is not a great nation because they won a war. It is not great because the founders created a government for the people by the people. It was what came after, that joining of men, with a common faith. They wanted to be able to live as God had intended it to be. The nation was created after those, who wanted what God had intended for all.

It was not because of winning the wars it was what came after they victory. Husband and wife, government or nation what we do after is far more important than either the discussion, or the fight.

Great men, as great nations, are not remembered for winning the fight, but what they do after. Was victory is good; for all God’s children or just a few? Hitler was a great leader, but had he won what do you think would be the results?

Greatness is not in the discussion, nor in the fight. Greatness comes in what both sides did later. God created a perfect world, and when those that win, can continue with that, history shows what greatness really is about. Those that win have an obligation that began with the victory, not before or during.

We can accept what was gave to us, but it is not possible to add more than what was handed to us. We can perfect it; we can fight for it, and we can die for it.

Greatness is shown in compassion and understanding. That is what all of us want out of our time on earth. Our uniting between men, men and women or people and nations, will be remembered only for that which we did while holding the trophy.

Not the men who created it, not the men who died defending it, but what transpired after. Each event, each discussion, each fight is not what makes greatness. Greatness comes from believing in something, fighting for it, and then standing on the pedestal and showing that victory was for a reason.

The distance from the outhouse to the grand house is believing in something and then standing for it. People want to be a part of this, and it is understandable why. It is not what was created, it is what we all want and desire.

It did not start with the outhouse any more than the declaration of independence started the United States. It started when God gave us rights, and we got tired of the smell offered to us. A lot of men and women have gave everything they have, to create the nation, but Greatness is not in the past, it is what is accomplished with it.

It was not because God made us, gave us the breath of life,  and made us a living soul. It was not because he gave another and called her woman, it was his spoken and spiritual blessings for man to have all good things.

From that day to this rather it be between people or governments Greatness comes later, when empathy, bride, and  compassion are followed.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Congratulations, United States, on 300 years of discussing Gods gifts, for doing everything of which is to gather others together by uniting a great nation, putting it on paper, then standing for all to see the results are true, to that beginning.

Lines of energy force

Posted on July 3, 2026July 3, 2026 by Verl

What you are reading is from a personal website. I write as I feel the spirit move me. What you read is the result of that. Where I get my opinion or ideas has come through a lifetime of search. If you do not agree think of it this way: I bring around a tray of Hors d’ oebs and if you don’t like them leave them, if there is something you like take it. Remember what you desire, and remember not, that what you did not, but we say many things, mine are what I desire to divulge to others, my thoughts are from somewhere else, I feel and I am, merely the Messenger.

 Matthew 10:40-42

Jesus said, “Whoever welcomes you welcomes me, and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. Whoever welcomes a prophet in the name of a prophet will receive a prophet’s reward; and whoever welcomes a righteous person in the name of a righteous person will receive the reward of the righteous; and whoever gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones in the name of a disciple — truly I tell you, none of these will lose their reward.”

The earth has a magnetic force running from the North Pole to the South Pole of the world we live on. Ever metal is attracted to that magnet field through an energy source. If you have never played with magnets I would suggest you try and see the effects they have upon each other. North Pole to North Pole pushes and rebels each other. The same way the South does to another South Pole. North to South is pulled or attracted according to the distance away from each other and also by the amount of metal or magnet force is offered.

When a person stands on earth they are with-in this magnet force, the amount of iron or metal in your body directly effects how strong that field will have energy and will radiate through your body.

Understand this is not the same as standing under an electrical power line which radiates a different kind of energy called electrical no magnetic. Both have effects upon the body, but the pulse and amplitude changes the graph into a completely different result. That result can be the same ending, but the charge was instigated differently.

Eating a metal container to change the amplitude of the energy breaks another rule. The body has a set of rules also, that limit the amount of things it will accept and built its signal. Yes the body builds energy, and it radiates that same energy. This could take a book just explaining how the body builds this energy and what limits it.

Every body produces its own energy field. Although this energy is small, it helps support the blood, oxygen, and other processes that control the body’s functions.

So, standing on earth we have this magnet energy running throughout our bodies and it produces an energy according to those limitations mentioned above. Want proof? Walk someone next to a high mountain drop off, and watch the force of them, when those that have  a fear of height get close. Notice that we all feal it at that moment when looking down a possible injury. The field is so strong it has to be overcame with a stronger force to bypass the original  positive to negative energy force.

This is the same felling when walking into a unknown room and feel warm or cold. Answer, many magnet lines either pull you or push you depending on this same source of energy.

Back to the body which eats, drinks, breaths and produces a small energy source within. That energy source feeds the brain according to these same rules. While it is producing this energy the total emitted force from the body is directly proportional to the to energy sources meeting or complaining to create this package of energy.

Kind of confusing when trying to understand and a long way to go to tell you that where we stand east or west chances our mental results. Standing one place can produce different outcomes because of this.  I happen to be situated on a spot where this energy source seems to be very strong. I can receive and transmit at a higher and more deeply energy draw that I can in a different location.

I was near this same location a year ago and the effects I speak of were negligible, but I was two or maybe one-mile further South. East/West about the same but very different a approval/rejection ratio.

Search about the direction which one sleeps at night in regards to North/South/East/West. The direction the body lays has a very big impact on the body functions. High Blood pressure, insomnia things you would never expect.

Our energy field is effected so many ways, by so many different things, that also, could take a book, or two explaining everything from Sun Burst to the fullness of the moon. We could speak of the mood we are in. Angur limits us both physically but more so mentally, but that again changes this energy I am speaking of. The best part is that when we are happy and feeling exceptional gay and lighthearted we add much to the mental imagery transmitted or received.

I am not going any further into this for several reasons. First, my thoughts are only to make you aware. Not teach you; how to use these to your advantage. However, know this, the mind is a very powerful, retaining and learning source of our human existence that has an ability to both radiate and receive intelligence. The mind gets  that from food we eat, water we drink, air we breathe, and many, not just magnet but other unseen sources. This can be accepted and rejected, or it can be used to intensify our gathering of information.

I am merrily the messenger, if I can bring light onto a subject as important as this, would you understand that I am only showing how I find information. Not  where, I connect to my source, fully understanding my limitations.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

A Raindrop

Posted on July 1, 2026July 1, 2026 by Verl

As I write this, I am reminded of something I wrote before. A raindrop falls on a mountaintop top, strikes a sharp rock, and splits in two. One half flows down one side of the mountain into the sea; the other flows down the opposite side and also reaches the sea. Both come from the same source and end in the same place.

My stories, my thinking, my writings are my travels as I go closer to the sea. We each have a trail; we each travel, we each have a story to be told. The obstacles we encounter are as the rain drop moves down that mountain, are all from my personal travels.

If we are to have a future then we must understand that we each came from that cloud up in the ski. We, as a drop in the bucket, at the beginning, are not that different than any other part of the same source. We separated at the beginning and will end up together in the end. Why some want to crowd and make room for their path to be better than any other ones, is only because their water traveled over muddy ground. The next rain will clear that water and when they reach the sea they will not be any better off having pushed me, threw rocks in my way, or spoken unkind words. When they get to the end, they will see, it was not what I did, that got them to the sea, but what they did on the way.

If only we could see that by clearing the way for another is clearing the way for ourselves. Life does not have to have hidden meanings, life is all downhill and the momentum grows as we travel, and the speed we develop, is how we handled the obstacles on our way through. Like a drop of water, we can get behind a big rock and stay there until the flood of another joins us, to help build that which is necessary to travel around the large rock. Who hit the rock first, is not the problem, nor lack of momentum, it is a matter of what is good for one is also good for another.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

A alligotor for Johnny – short story

Posted on June 28, 2026June 28, 2026 by Verl

Got to tell you about Little Johny. He has his eighth birthday just a few weeks away and his mother ask, “what he would like for your birthday?”

“Well Mom, I have always wanted a pet, all my very own.” Like now I am eight now and that was a long wait.

“You know Johnny,” his mother said, “That having a pet, is not just playing with it when you want to. You have to take care of it, feed, make sure it has water. Provide whatever care that pet needs.”

“Yes mom I have thought of this, and you ask what I want so, I will tell you.” Johnny tells his mom . Make a list and write it down, I will give it to all your friends, and our family, that are coming to dinner on your birthday, and they can decide if they want to bring a pet as a gift for you.”

Tom, Johnnys father looked at the list, later that night and he said I can see his first choice is a guppy, that is a small fish, but he would have to have something to put that fish in. I am not sure, but I think they need salt water. So, you better let those know that it is not a small purchase.

And also on the list is a parrot which Tom looks at and says. “A parrot has to have a cage and most have to be covered at night and then raise the cover and let light in the next day. “Plus,” he says, “he has to change the paper in the cage all the time because if he doesn’t it will start to stink and look terrible.” “Betty,” Tom tells his wife, “make sure everybody knows not to just buy him a parrot, he has to have the cage and things necessary for the parrot.” “OK Tom I will make sure it is written down.”

Looking down the list he sees a cat on the list. “First thing comes to mind when I see this is a house full of cats, in no time at all. Make sure the list shows a Tomcat.” Tom tells Betty.  “What’s a Tomcat, Tom? Is this just for you personally Tom or is there something I should know?

“It is a male cat, and the only problem is they are out all the time hunting female cats.”

“Maybe it’s something to do with the name Tom, it took me two years to get you trained.” Betty, Toms wife says. “I will let that pass for now.” Tom says.

The next thing on the list is a dog. “Now that is a normal want for a young boy.” Tom says. “I think I can live with that, regardless of the size or sex. “I will write that down also.” Betty says.

“Now he has an alligator on here, where would a young boy expect to put an alligator?” “I did not make the list your son did you, will have to ask him, why he would want an alligator, and where would he expect to keep it? Not only that what in the world would he expect to feed it? The neighbors dogs?”

“Tom I would not worry about it at this time, the list is so long, and so many things to buy for him, who would ever spend the time, or money, to find an alligator for sale?”

Betty took the list and in every envelope she included Little Johnny’s list. She showed the side notes that told not to buy without the extras, but she never said anything about the alligator knowing it would not be necessary. (I hate it when you get ahead of me on a story)

The list was excepted by all when it was received, as a laugh, and many wanted to know where they would put the alligator if he got one? The story was told so many times and every time it was told it was repeated to another person. The alligator had stolen the show  nobody paid any attention to the reality of it, they all pasted the story on, because it was so ridicules that it was humorous.

Little Johnny had been one of those boys that every mother would cherish and love he not only cleaned his room he mowed the lawn took care of all the plants and trees in the yard and did the same thing for all the neighbors and the family included and never had to be reminded or ask.

Everybody loved Johnny, they continually told stores of all he had done in the community. So, the day of the party was almost a city Holliday.

The first to arrive was Mable, Betty’s mom, Johnnys grandmother, who had a parrot in a cage with a cover for it. “What a beautiful bird that is Mable,” Betty told her mom. “Can it say anything?” she ask. “Yes,”  Mable says, “It can say almost anything, but he cannot pronounce the “R’s” for some reason.” They come out sounding like a “W’s”, and that is the only reason I got it without hocking my wedding ring.” “Put it right over there by the big window next to the door for now.” Betty tells her mother.

Turning to the look out the door, she is knocked aside, as Aunt Rubby comes in trying to control this big, white German Sheppard puppy, oversized for its age, that has pushed Betty aside while entering. “At six months he is still hard to control Betty, please excuse me, but I was trying to keep him from checking everything out. He has a nose that he insists, that he checks out, all the new smells.”

“That is one gorgeous dog, Betty tells her mom’s sister Aunt Rubby.” “If I had not known these people who raises them, I would never have been able to afford him but sense they were good friends they gave me a deal.” Aunt Rubby says. “ Johnny is going to have a fit of joy when he sees this dog.” Betty says. “For now, why don’t you just tie him on the back porch to keep him out of the way. Don’t turn him loose in the back yard yet until after everyone arrives.”

The doorbell rings and going to the door, Tom sees Hank and Isabella holding a big glass aquarium. Behind them is Frank and Clea with a box full of pumps and things to put into the aquarium. Next in line was Stephany with a bag full of guppies. Oh, Johnny is going to be thrilled when he sees all this. “Hey don’t forget Sarg out there in the parking lot with gallons of water for the fish.” Hank tells Betty.

“Put that right over there under the big mirror, against the wall, that is natural place for it.” Betty says. After setting the aquarium in place in came Frank, he went right to the tank and inserted the pumps and put sand or something in the bottom and put all kinds off little underwater things even a miniature alligator.

Sarg, with the water, came in and filled the tank. After arranging it all, and made sure the water was clear, Stephany put the fish into the bowl, with every eye in the place watching like they had never saw the like of all this.

While setting up the tank Martha a neighbor, comes in, and has a grey Tomcat, that had dark grey rings in its tail, in her hands. Just a small kitten, not to young, it was old enough to jump and run, and oh, so cute that everyone had to hold it and pet it.

“Well, I am certainly happy no one brought an alligator. Betty says.” “Better be quite Betty,” Tom says, “there is a truck out in the driveway backing up.”

“That can not be, tell me you are just joking Tom.” “I better go out and make sure he know where he is,” Tom says.

As Tom gets to the door Uncle Jack comes in with a big smile on his face and says, “Surprise.” If that is an alligator Jack, you will be disowned by the family,” Tom says. “And hung up by the ears to dry,” Betty says.

Every family has a black sheep, and I have a responsibility here being the oldest male in the family. “I got the smallest one they would sale, and it is only six feet long.” Jack says.

“I will give you two hundred dollars to take it back and go get drunk on me.” Tom says. “It would cost more than that for me just to get my money back,” Jack says,” “but I had to guarantee and sign a paper, not to even think about taking in back.”

“Where in the name of Satan would we put that?” Tom says. “For now,” Betty says, “just put it in the guest bathtub for now till we figure out what to do with it.”

“Where is Johnny?” Mable ask Betty. “He wanted to go swimming with all his friends so we bought tickets for the whole group to go together, and they promised to be here at two o’clock so he should be here in about twenty minutes.

“He is certainly going to remember this Birthday Party for a long time” Betty says. “Yes and so am I,” Tom says, “and the answers he will gave when I start to ask all the questions, will be remembered even longer. Like where does he expect to put that alligator? And what does he figure on feeding it? I will have to get another job just to feed all this zoo, we have inherited.”

The excitement got so out of hand Tom had to ask, “Everyone to please calm down, in fifty years no one will remember, and it will all come out in the end.” Every time someone went into look at the Alligator it would splash water all over the room twisting and turning in the bathtub. Of course everyone had to look at least twice, like they had never saw a live alligator before.

When Little Johnny came in the door the first thing he saw was the aquarium and ran over to look at all the fish. He was so excited he was jumping up and down. “Oh, he says I got my fish.” Who gave me the fish?” Jonny ask. Everyone who had brought them, and the things to go into it, came up and said, “Happy Birthday Johnny.” “I have always wanted a fish and now I have a whole tank full I will mow your lawn next week for free for that,” Johnny says.

Aunt Martha comes up to Johnny and hands him the kitten. “Never in my life have I ever saw such a beautiful cat, Aunt Martha, I can’t thank you enough.” Johnny says. I think your mother will enjoy this just as much as you do. Happy Birthday Johnny Martha says, and I think your mother will enjoy this as much as you will.

About this time the door is opened to the patio, and the white German Sheppard dog comes in and sees the cat, and the dog pulls the lease free from Aunt Rubys hand and goes for the cat. As the dog is chasing the cat, Tom yells, “open the bathroom door we can end this yet.”

The dogs chain got wrapped around the bird cage and pulled it over when the parrot stated to “yelling get it spot.” Johnny had not even saw the parrot yet and he got so excited he was not sure rather to try and catch the dog or the parrot which had got out of the cage. “Johnny,” Tom says, “snap out of it you wanted a pet and now you just stand there with your mouth open when the house is being destroyed.”

As the parrot flew over it was saying, “Here kitty, kitty.” The cat was on top of the fridge hissing at the dog who was barking at the cat. The bird landing on the tall lamp in the living room is yelling, “Get em, Spot.”

Jack is standing in front of the bathroom door with his hands out saying, “don’t even try to open this door.” Most of Johnnys friends are laughing, screaming and chasing the parrot around the front room. Aunt Martha is in front of the fridge trying to get the cat to calm down and let her get ahold of it all the while yelling at the cat, “to stop all this.”

Mayble, Ruby and Isabella are all together clapping their hands, laughing and screaming adding to the confusion.

Frank and Clea is pointing and screaming at all the boys chasing the parrot. Stephany has set down and is slapping her knees and laughing way to loud.

Mable is pushing Betty at the fridge trying to get the dog under control while all the time yelling to calm things down. Tom standing in front of the table with the large birthday cake is saying, “Stay away from this table all of you.”

Little Johnny is just standing doing nothing and in total awareness of all the confusion going on. “What a great birthday party this turned out to be.” Johnny says while clapping and laughing.

Just before the parrot landed on the birthday cake Tom reached out and caught it. Well actually the parrot landed on Toms outstretched hand, and he managed to get ahold of the parrot. Betty and Mable was able to get Spot now named by the parrot, under control and to stop barking. The cat sat looking at the dog and all around the area like nothing had happened and was content to just look quietly.

As the noise and confusion slowed to a manageable level things fell into place as all in attendance finally grew quit and just smiles replaced the screaming, clapping and shouts.

Wow Dad Johnny says, “turns out the pets are not as much fun as the friends and family.” About this time the parrot says, “lets have a party”.  “And I got a parrot also? Let me hold it Dad.” Johnny says. But before he could reach for  the parrot the dog found the boy, and a young love was achieved in a heartbeat.

Watching Johnny pet the dog while the dog licked him all over the face, Tom says, “now we have half a room full of a stable society, I would like to ask Johnny a few questions.

“Just where do you expect to put that alligator, Jonny?” Tom ask, while standing over Johnny looking down and waiting to hear this.

“Well Uncle Gary has a Bobcat, and he has told me that anytime I need anything just to ask him. I kind of wanted to dig a big whole out in the front yard by the big tree and let the alligator lay in the pond or under the tree.”

“You want to dig up the big, beautiful lawn and make a pond for an alligator? Then what will you feed it?” If the fish mate often enough I can feed it the fish.” Johnny says.

“Unless those fish has more stamina than your dad has, the gator will starve,” Betty says.

“Please remember that your son is only eight years old he should not be hearing these things.” Tom says.

“Has it been that long?” Betty ask. “What are you going to do with an alligator son?” Tom asks.

“Well, I could cut its tail off and take him for walks with Spot.” Johny says. “Why would you even think of that son?”

“No body would mess with a guy that had a German Sheppard, and a pet alligator would they?”

“Betty I think some of you DNA has passed through to him.” Tom says. “What will you feed him?” Tom ask. “Well dad when we get the chickens I can feed him as they grow older.

“Now he wants chickens and then we have to add a chicken coup and a place for them to run.” Tom adds to the subject. “I told you that we had to get that boy out of public schools, look what he has turned out to be.” He says while still holding a straight face trying to cover the laugh lines forming in the corner of his mouth.

Jack the man of the hour, offers a solution to the whole problem the family is facing. “We can feed the fish to the cat, the parrot to the cat, the cat to the dog and the dog to the alligator.” Jack says.

“Then what will we do with the alligator?” Betty ask. That’s easy we sale advertisement to all those with pets, that we have a soliton to solve all those that have pets, and don’t know what to do with them.

So, the moral of the story is all those women who have a problem with men short on stamin. Men who have a problem with to many pets and tired of the noise. Or those who need a surprise in life, either buy an alligator or get a boy.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Lifes meaning to me.

Posted on June 26, 2026June 26, 2026 by Verl

It comes to me loud and clear,

The older we get the less to fear.

 

The valleys are wider, the hills are near,

Those we meet are not to fear.

 

What I see and what I say,

Give life it’s meaning you could say.

 

Bless those near me, bless that that will hear,

The blessing we have are found are all in the mirror.

 

Don’t look around, don’t look far,

The blessing are found in our vintage thus far.

 

Make the image we see in the mirror,

Be the reflection to those we hold dear. Look to those others we call brothers. Do they see when they look to me, the same image I saw, when I looked at me.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Thank you my readers, my friends to the end.

Gods blessing are shared with us all; it’s my turn to share with all that which I may. My writings, my articles my thaughts are as God gave to me, that which you read are what the environment gave to me.

 

 

 

 

My Computer

Posted on June 23, 2026June 23, 2026 by Verl

If God had intended for me to be a writer why didn’t he make sure I had a male computer and not a female one? This thing is for sure female it does not matter what I say or how much truth is in my thoughts the damn thing does just like any woman, it does what it was going to do rather I agreed or not.

A Messenger,

Verl K

3rd Person

Posted on June 22, 2026June 22, 2026 by Verl

I would like to speak more about this third person I talk about on occasion. The body/Vessel or shell, we all know about so that needs no educational guidance as to explaining this. The body is a unit with limits in time, ware and usage. Going back to the garden of Eden when God said to eat of that tree you would surely die. He was speaking to a physical form of humanity not to the soul.

The Soul which is told, talked about, and has many different variations, we must ask, just what is spiritual?

If one believes in a God they accept that when we die our Spirit/Soul goes back to him. I would like to address this from my viewpoint. This could be described as a large library containing all that we had experienced and accomplished while on this earth. I personally feel this has no ending; time wise, it is as God had designed and created. This was made in his image.

This soul in-capsules all. By that I mean the body, the mind, the total energy source as it was gave to us at the beginning. It is our complete structure of energy which has to be understood more in order to get the full meaning of this three parts or total human form.

Everything we have ever done is recorded in this structure, spirit   energy. When we leave this plane, world, or level of existence depending on how you want to visualize this. God created an individual energy field. No other has ever been created as a duplicate of this unit. From time immortal to this day each and every one is created singularly as a total field radiating as God himself.

Remember we were made in his image so the placement, creation, or whatever you use to understand in your own reasoning. This source of you has everything God had and gave to us. We limit our thinking and our abilities by how we comprehend this unit. For the time being just accept it as it is. Do not try to place it in any form or intelligence, just know it is one and created as one with unlimited abilities.

Now we can speak of the third unit knowing the Soul is the total sum of all parts. It is the entity the total sum of all parts. It is the main library of all units of the spirit, soul & beliefs, or disbeliefs.

Now we can speak of that individual book in the making of your thoughts. As we grow we learn things that affect us at the moment. We can be lead into self-pity or we can be lead into self- righteous. The mood the timing and the health all play a major role in each chapter or this book. I will not go into a deeper amount of these, they are mentioned only to serve a purpose. Just understand that this book contains our very existence  and within that book is chapters that can be recalled, examined and is never erased.

We can put our education that can be both mental and physical in a book and keep it stored for our immediate use. We learn the use of this book as we grow in worldly actions. Some do not want to read anything about a prison, death or health. That is evident when looking at the library card checkout line.

This book shelve has one large book with many chapters available to us, and the more times we take that book off the shelve and study it the easier it becomes to repeat it. This is not a complicated view; it has just been avoided for some reason.

You keep reading romance or ropery and you will find your life becoming that which you have been practicing (reading). So, what my point of view is we each have a library full of life’s passing moments. They cannot be erased but they can be forgiven. The books that will weigh heavy on your energy cycles sent out to the universe, with your name on it, will be available, at a much higher cost and meaning than Amazon.

I would like to spend more time here but the thing to remember is there are three of you. Body, Books of Life, and the Soul.

Each has a different name according to where you were raised and those surrounding you. How many names for the body? How many are there for the Soul? The most important and most used of all three parts are the “Book of life.” And I cannot understand why no one, I have ever heard, speaks of this. Remember you are reading Verl’s World or what I personally see as our masterplan or recording of all our experiences. It is only my personal thoughts that they do not have to be understood or excepted but only pointed out as to how I see things through my meditations and how I visualize my energy field radiating and gathering information.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

To better understand me, know that I am the type of guy who has knowledge, and just cannot keep it a secret.

Just for laughs I could say unless you are married. But then you would start to imagine something untrue.

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