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What is Love? Can you answer that question? What would cause me to write such an article? Well as it turns out I am in the process of building my bedroom into the ultimate pleasure room imaginable. Why because when God sends me that special woman I want to be able to share the specail days in the place of perfect harmony. Music, lights, for sight and visual effects, smell is also important but when you actually set down and put to paper what the ultimate is with out Love you have nothing. Now what is love?

It is easier to say what love is not than it is to say what it is. What is it not? In North America one word sums it up. Fuck. Years ago, in San Franciso California a teenager was brought into court because he had a shirt on that had “Fuck” on the shit. When finally getting to the bottom line the judge through the case out because he said what the word means to one person can be the exact opposite to the next. But what it is actually referring to is the rutting as animals for a mutual satisfaction of physical pleasure.

Now we are brought right back where we started can we put to paper what love is? I think most would agree that before you can find love one has to have respect enter into the picture. True love can only come from God as far as I am concerned but I am not here today to talk about him I am wanting to talk about love. Sharing a feeling a mutual agreement between two people starts that dance. And if love is not a dance it is surely close. True love is an enter weaving of mind body and soul between to people. (Remember this is my article my thoughts so don’t get pissed if you find it different.)

Love cannot be forced it cannot be boughten and you sure can’t steal it. But you can find it, you can make it you can share it. Is it tangible? If you are lucky enough to find that perfect partner I think it is tangible. I left the United States went to Costa Rica and now in Colombia hunting a partner and wife to share the next 82 years with. I spent the first of those same amount of years doing what is expected of everyone. I had a family I had a job I had several companies and I paid taxes and did what was expected of me then I decided that the next 82 years would be mine I had lost my partner to cancer so being alone I was open to a journey to find a new one. Now I am where I want, with those I want and do what I want. I still have not found her but Dr. Kevin convinced me that she is there waiting to enter my life when I am ready. Well Doctor I am getting ready in a big way. I would hire a band but who wants to make love with that much noise?

 

A Messenger,

 

Verl K.

When I write to you I speak to you as God spoke to me. I do not tell you what to think I do not tell you what to do or how to do it. I do not need a man with a white collar to tell me what God says I do not have to ask you to explain to me anything that is his job. He told us to go into the closet to pray he tells us not to go into the public for your prayers. I am not a preacher I am not from a family of preacher and I am not educated in the ways of a preacher I am Gods duplicate here on earth.

Padro ask me to explain the next steps to where we go with the Golden Goose. I told him that in order for the airline to be built the first thing he must do is see the airline as not a thing from Verl. I have been shown what is necessary to help the people of the world. He expects a step-by-step way to the end. He is an example of todays thinking. When one learns to program a computer he learns that 1.1 is this and 1.2 is that and he follows those thoughts to a conclusion that he designed. God gives us the ability of getting out of that box and do as he says not as someone else tells you what he said. Wars are fought churches are built with people trained to follow the steps. He has learned computers so well he is kind of like those that Mark Zepenburg. Bill Gates has taught to think one step at a time. Yes they built a very successful business following the management plan. The are examples of what is going on in our world today. People are wanting others to think for them and tell them what they are to do.

God did not send me to Colombia to follow what the people are now doing I was sent here to teach that for the people to get out of the box and hear what he says you must go back into that closet and tell him what it is you want not what someone else told you to want.

I told Pedro that first he must find the vision he must know as I know that this airline is not to be an individual thing yes it is named a goose for a reason that is an individual thing that goose is not a gathering of geese it is one. It came from one it is a soul of its own. That airline is not Verl’s that airline is what is necessary to bring jobs, security and growth among the people. For this airline to become real is kind of like being gave a chance to stand on ones own believes to know that every individual has his own mind his own thoughts and his own way of walking and talking with God. I am not trying to preach here I am trying to make you as a reader know that because the vision was handed to me and I came to Colombia to tell you of my vision. I have not be instructed how to do that I have been gave the L in God. Love is put into God the same way that love is put into each of us. For you to understand you must turn to God not to Verl I am no different than any other man with the exception of a knowledge that the Golden Goose is gave to us as a people and I think he sent me to Colombia because it is one of the poorest countries in the world and when we build this airline that will be world known it will have come from those that have the least and gave the most. Unity among men is what this is about. We will build the Golden Goose airlines we will have the largest corporation in the world; we will have the most powerful corporation in the world but know this up front it did not come from Verl it came from God I received the first word not the final word. When I can get you to see that this airline has nothing to give me as the writer to you then maybe you will understand that it is for you to build it is for your benefit to have your own pride in what you did not for me Verl but for you the reader of my articles. I do not need this airline to feed me I do not need this airline to make me famous. I am one of the small voices that has found God and what to share that love that vision that part that will make you see that by joining a vision that you will get the same satisfaction that I Verl will get by handing you the same love he put inside of me. I share his word not for personal gain not to make me anything other than the one who brought light to something that was not obvious.

I do not put my last name on here I do not put my pictures on here I am not trying to build up myself I want those that read not to think of me as anything great. My feelings are to get you to see beyond what you expect from my articles look further a picture of what you see will come from your heart the same way as mine does. I thank for reading and hearing and I thank you for your prayers as we walk this journey.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

When you feel like I am writing a lot, understand that words and story flow from me like water over the banks of a great river. You cannot stop it and I could say I am forced to the keyboard. This morning, I feel necessary to bring to light a continuation or maybe a small change or perhaps added thoughts to the book I wrote It shall come to pass.

When I learned how to regress back into time I watched me die as I tell in that book but what is not told is when I did this I went back to my friend who had taught me this and he ask me if I had gone beyond that life to the one before. What I said how far back I can go and his response was I can go as far as I want to but why did I quit when I saw me die. Not knowing I could go beyond that I told him I would go back and see what was before that.

On the next visit to my past, I saw me standing my mothers knees and she was knitting in a rocker in front of a fireplace that had a log burning and the house was only light enough to see very little but she was backed up to the fireplace in order to see what she was doing. I walked over and put my hand on her knee and she looked down at me and smiled I was just big enough to walk and don’t think I was speaking plainly at that point. I was taken from that with out more knowledge than what I tell but somehow I knew that I had died a very young boy.

I continued to dwell on the past and mentally wanted to see more and at that point I was hovering over the top of a ship I was standing on the port side forward and looking out to see. I was looping down at a man and knew that I was looking at myself. I was hearing his enter thoughts and as plane as day knew exactly what he was thinking about. His mind was on his wife he had left behind and he was wishing that things could be different. I don’t know his name even today but he had the uniform on with the trusses on his shoulders and the flag that was sailing on the ship was one of a kind how I know what I know I share but that flag was to tell the other ships at sea that I was on this ship and that was normally only flown when I harbor and on my own land. I was a leader from the queens own counsel and doing a job that he had directly put me on. Elizbeth my wife at home was a gift from the queen for several years of service for her where I had performed great feats of battle and had been awarded by the queen many gifts for my loyalty. She had gave me a home with everything possible and I was furnished with any desire that I could possibly want but she had gave Elisbeth to me and told Elisbeth that she was to be my wife and do any pleasure that I would want. Well, we were not just husband and wife we were so much together that on the ship that night as he looked out to see I read the pleasures that he had held and I smiled at being able to know what a deep and devoted man he was. The love between him and her was so strong that I can taste it today.

One of the last things he had said to the queen before leaving her side to go to sea was I have never allowed anyone to ever get withing gun rang of my ship and I can hardly bear the burden that you have ask me to go into battle knowing I am to give up my ship in order to find victory. The reason the flag was flying on this particular time was to draw the enemy to me. I was handing my head to the world in order to do as the queen had directed me to do. I gave that life that woman that world because it was necessary. I did not see the ship go down but I knew that many ships were drawn to me on that voyage. I had instructed my ship to be overloaded with cannons and powered so strong that I had to deny my men the food that would normally be carried. At that moment I was sailing the most powerful vessel on the sea, I had more guns more ammunition and I had hand picked the men who were with me I had told them that we were going to war and that we would not make it back alive. We were to draw into a harbor so many other ships that what the rest of the queens navy was allowed to do. Yes I was gave as a sacrifice to fully fill a battle plan put together by the greatest minds of that time.

Now when I ask for a woman I do not ask God for any woman I ask for Elizabeth. I would ask that she be brought through three past lifetimes to be at my side.

Why do I write this when at this very point I am explaining in book three of the great eagle why the drums are so very important in the ceremony of Dan and Mary’s christening of Adam their first child. Mary in this series of books has a gift of being able to see into the future and I will return to that story but I find pleasure in sharing my enter thoughts with you.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Dreaming at the bar one night just before closing time and this good-looking gal who was setting next to me leaned over and put her hand on my knee and said, “You know what I was thinking”? I said I hope so but if you keep thinking I will hunt for my wallet.

Was in a shopping male yesterday with Pedro and Emanual and as we passed this good-looking woman setting in the middle of the mall obviously waiting for someone. I walked up and ask her if she was waiting for me. No, she said with a big smile. Damn I said just another bad day. Emanual said Verl you are so much different than others here in Colombia that it is fun to watch you. Yes I said must be that difference what scares them away.

Was in Hayward California with a friend and we were watching the girls go by (so what if this is forty years ago) And said to Roy why do I never catch one like that? He said, “Verl if you want to catch one like that you have to change the bait”.  Crazy how all these seem to stay with me but I can not remember how to tell those beautiful dolls in Spanish. The language is very romantic and I am like a pig on a roller skate I just can’t keep the words in my memory I just can’t keep the oink out. Maybe when I reach a hundred I will think back and remember how to say it in Spanish but by then she will have four kids and weigh three hundred pounds.

Perhaps the memory is intended for old people and for that very reason it protects the others and keeps them in a safe zone. One thing is for sure no one has more fun making a fool out of themselves than I do. I find these women here in Colombia to be so pretty that I find myself looking for an ugly one. Locals say there are 8 women for every man. I have been riding an exercise bike getting ready if I run into eight of them I don’t want to run out of wind. I think if I had eight women all at once I could put six of them to work teaching the other two how to give oxygen to me when I have gotten the door nailed shut, from the inside. Crazy that I can say anything I want and not once has anyone told me to shut up and set down maybe this new way of communicating has an advantage I had not thought of. Now are you sorry you told me just to write what I am thinking?

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

According to the United States dictionary published by Merriam Webster inspired is outstanding or brilliant in a way or to a degree suggestive of divine inspiration.

I feel I was inspired by God to leave the United States and go to Costa Rica and then to Colombia. Why Colombia I feel that it was to give me support. My articles are inspired by God not written by God not directed by God but inspired by God. As he is my soul mate I try to listen to his teaching. Yes I admit to being a human with only the inspiration of doing his bidding. Yes I have weakness more than most I lust for the arms of a woman, I lust for sugar, pie, and whiskey. But I am inspired to do as much as possible to allow him to guide me. I feel my inspiration to build this airline is not of human inspiration but of Godly inspiration. He has put into my heart a desire to bring forth a way of helping his people. If I were to be the greatest writer in all of the history and could influence you to give to the people when I am taken from you to join him I would leave you only with a memory of what was donated.

If I could inspire you to help others and we build this airline which would continue long after I leave you. What would inspire you to believe me? That Is Gods job not mine. My teachings are to inspire an inspiration for you to build a future whereby after I am gone you still receive benefits and your children and their children continue to receive from your inspiration for them.

How can I do that I have ask. He has told us we get back according to what we give. If you give a token an only have two you gave more than the rich man who gave much but only a fraction of his wealth. It will be recorded in the book of life as well as the records of those who contributed to founding this airline, allowing them to travel at a reduced cost.  Their children will also pay according to your inspiration. There will be those that pay a lot and there will be those that travel for free. The profits will allow training for those in the community the airline is in. There will also be training for those that travel for the opportunity of learning a trade. Remember there are more than a pilot to an airline we have hostess, we have those that prepare the meals, the maintenance of the planes the hangars the delivery of those items, security, baggage care when you stop to consider the amount of jobs and people this could help it would be staggering.  It is clear that the primary sources of income will be product sales and service fees all we have to do is get the planes off the ground and the rest will be history. Remember this will be a non-profit corporation owned and directed by donars. The profits gave away according to a board of directors voted in by you.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K.

 

Aging has many advantages but to have something to write about I have to talk of what the disadvantages are. This morning as I set on the edge of the bed let me try and remember did I set down or set up? Was I going to bed or getting up? The fact I am tired is not anything new so that does not help. Well as long as I am up I will write to the world and tell of my latest happenings. Should admit to another of getting old. Years ago i would tell a woman, “Lay down I think I am going to love you.” Today i say get up lady if i get down i will not get back up for hours.

I find my self somewhere in between Pepe Le Pew (he was a skunk in the cartoons speaking to the ladies in French) and Rodney Dangerfield who as an actor was always telling he got no respect things were always making him have problems and disrespect. Well I met this beautiful woman and the next morning I had decided that I would send her a big bouquet of flowers. 300,000 COP pesos is quite a bit but I wanted to get her attention. The flowers were ordered and to be delivered so I wait for a phone call thanking me. NO phone call so did they deliver the flowers? What happened as I wait time rolls on and I hear nothing. The next day I get a message from her that she does not want the flowers and does not want my attention she has a boyfriend (first I knew of that) so I could be a friend but that was it. So, I feel as Rodney Dangerfield and accept that she has good eyes and see’s me as no future.

That next morning I get a call from someone I did not know but he wants to know why I sent flowers to Tania. Who are you and why should I tell you that? Well, he informs me he is engaged to her and has been going with her for two years and again wants to know why I send her flowers? In my mind I immediately think of John Wayne and actor I admire. He said something on the order that life is tuff but when you are stupid it is really hard. Do I have to tell this stranger why a man sends a beautiful woman flowers? So, he wants to know if I had kissed her. Hey stupid she won’t even talk to me let alone kiss me. Well, I still want to know why you send her flowers. What did I tell her? I said I told he I loved her and ask him if he had told her he did and he said no he was telling me. Well pal I said tell her not me. The thing continues until I finally tell him Fish or cut bait but go away. I am thinking I will send this text to Tania and let her see what the boy friend says and thinking it over I decide to write her and tell her she has a BOY friend and I was a man and in the conversation he told me that if I were to want her he would step aside. I did not tell Tania but if that were me I would have went to the guys house and ripped his head off and stomped it into the mud. But I tell her about the conversation and later she writes back and I find he saw the flowers and took her phone and got my number and she apologized for that.

I| send a lady flowers expecting romance and I get a fight with a strange man. Seems strange to me I go to Costa Rica give Joss a diamond to make it look like we were married and take her to Cancun she will not give back the ring don’t want to marry me and I didn’t even get a kiss now I send flowers and I get a fight. Maybe I am to old for the world I live in. All this modern communication and no one here sends a woman flowers. They set in a room with a (yes I have saw it) beautiful woman and talk on the phone to someone else. Makes me thing of the song stop the world and let me off by Eddy Arnold. I hope as you read this you have what I want next to you enjoying the partner I hunt for.

 

A messenger,

 

Verl K.

I wanted to send to Tania’s boy friend a get well card and it should be a get lost card and inside of it should be a bunch of birds and bees and to tell him we did not get past talking about the fact she thought i wanted a kiss and if i had told him i wanted to talk to her about her ass. If he dont know what flowers sent to a woman mean how would he understand when i talked of her ass that i was meaning him.

I’m getting to be like the old dog more bite than bark anymore in fact this morning I was trying to remember when I was eighty. As I get older I find myself dreaming of the past a lot. Which brings me to the reason God sent me here to Colombia this place is like an old girlfriend I had years ago. She was Jewish, might have been part Indian because she was Wild and tight. She could squeeze a coin so tight that if Mother Teresa have ask for help that girl would have agued with God on why you couldn’t have it.

 

Don’t change the facts though even tight as these people are I am going to keep barking until you give in and give up a few coins to help me help you to help others. I have a great respect for another man who once said I have a dream. Well, I have a dream also and my dream is more important than your dream Mr. Martin Luther King and the reason is I am still fighting. Can’t hit as hard as I oncer did but they get out of my way just the same for fear I will fall on them. Don’t matter to me why you moved just the fact that you did is what I am after.

 

My dream is to build an airline and God even gave me a name for it. The Golden Goose kinda makes one stand back and look up ever though there is not one on earth yet has no less value than waiting for God himself to show just have to know that what is going to come will get here in time. Hope he will allow me to ride in one before I have to explain about those girlfriends I once had. She was as pretty as a new rainbow well I better get back to the subject but you have to know that even an old man has a use. Can’t remember what it is but then what does that matter.

 

This airline is going to be built and we are going to get the money to do it. Why on earth or heaven would an man who needs nothing and wants nothing stand on a corner and beg for money. Well dear reader I have this idea that you can call a dream if that meets to your fancy but to me it only makes sense. If I have to twist your arm to get anything to help others how many times do I have to hold you down to get enough to help their children and then their children. At the rate I am going now the airplane will be in moth balls before it gets off the ground. Ok lets get one step at a time. I would like you to help me hire an attorney to write up a paper giving this airline a name and a place in history that it is a nonprofit airline and there will be seven (Gods number) copilots or dedicated men or women to make sure the profits go for the most benefit to the people. Seems to me that should not be a difficult assignment for anyone even if you are not a Jew or a Colombian you have to have a have that part of you that talks to the self and says didn’t go to church Sunday didn’t ask God to forgive you again. Ya that’s the part I am speaking too. I would have it that you forgive me for wishing about these women of yesterday and look to the heavens for that Golden Goose that will bring jobs to your grandchildren, food to their neighbors and distance to their enemy’s. Ya get em outa town fast as possible. Put them on an fast plane to somewhere else.

 

I will do all I can to start the thing to happen but I need help getting to the starting gate and when I get there I will still need help pushing it open so don’t leave me out here all alone. I promise the money you send to this web will not be used to chase wild women but to feed those that they left behind.

A Messenger,

 

Verl K.

Many years ago, 1962 perhaps I was driving from Heber City Utah to Provo Utah which was around 28 miles. I attended vocational school days but two nights a week I attended a special class for broadcasting radio. I had to drive home late on those nights. On the way home from Provo the road was snow packed. For those in South America that know not what that is when it snowed the cars would drive over the snow and pack it down and it became very slick. As I was driving I had to pass through a cut in the road that left both banks very high on both sides. After pulling up the hill I got to the top and a cotton tail rabbit was in the roadway. Whatever caused me to do it I will not know but I stopped the truck and got out and chassed the rabbit and caught it. I got back into the truck and placed the rabbit under my coat and against my side.

As I continued down the road I felt something crawling on my side. Then it came to me that there was more than one crawling on my side. Little slow but finally catching on the rabbit had fleas and they were crawling up my side. I unrolled the window and tossed the rabbit back into the snow. The next morning while having breakfast I told my dad about the rabbit. He looked at me and said You know it takes two grey hounds to catch one rabbit what made you think you could do that? Now my next question is when you caught it did you not notice it was not able to run?

Now he said is time to make you understand a principle that has been used by many for years and years and it would be good for you to remember this lesson. When something is obviously not right there is a reason. The rabbit could not run or you would have not caught it remember that rabbit when you go out at night.

It was not two months later I entered the other end bar in Heber at closing time just in time to have a beer before they closed. As I sat down the bar maid looked at me and said Verl would you like to join me later at my house for a good roll in the bed. The rabbit came to mind and I said no I don’t think I will and she went to the back to get more beer to fill the coolers for the next day. Baby Huey was setting beside me and said I wish she would offer me. I said I am not Clark Gable she just wants some sex I said say something if you want it. He did and they made a date.

The next Saturday night I walked into the bar and Baby Huey, who was the size of a grizzly bear stood up and took a swing at me. Growing up fighting in the ring his swing was so slow I ducked under it and as he went by I hooked his coat and continued throwing him into the door. The bar was noisy but he hit so hard all noise stopped. What is wrong with you I said I thought we were friends. He said I thought so to but you let me take her home knowing she had a venereal disease and never said a word. Sit down here a minute and let me buy you a beer and tell you the story of a rabbit. She offered and you figured what? I truly had no knowledge of her habits and had not even thought about it I said but why was she so free? That rabbit has saved me hundreds of dollars and many nights out of jail. It has been with me for many years but it is well worth knowing.

 

A Messenger,

 

Verl K,

As we pass through life I believe there is much we know nothing about and then there are those things that cannot be explained but somehow we know. My personal belief is that When David met Goliath the outcome was not a surprise to Goliath. Those at the Alamo in Texas years ago knew the outcome and stood to the walls knowing they had not a chance. I remember when a young Mason in the Masonic Lodge I was serving as the Jr. Warden and was setting in my chair very nervous because I was expected to stand and give voice to happenings in the lodge. I was around the age of fifty and Jack my good friend was 82 how do I remember that. Maybe that is one of those things that cannot be explained. Jack wanted to talk and I was trying to listen to the Master and waiting for my turn when Jack ask me a very serious question.

Verl he said to me I lost my wife of over fifty years of being together just recently as you know and I have met another woman who I would like to get a closer relationship to but I am afraid of what others will think of me wanting this when I just lost my wife. Turing and looking Jack in the eye I remember my words to him. At eighty-two years old Jack just how long do you think you should wait? At eighty-two Jack you earned the right to what you think is proper I would worry more about what a pigeon has for dinner than what my neighbors would think of me. Now I find myself at eighty-two just a little scared if you want the truth.

I write as I feel and perhaps that is not a good thing but it is me and I cannot change that any more than the tiger can change his stipes. What I put to page is not always good grammar or proper for the public eye but as the world turns I am forced to turn with it. I try to copy the great minds of the world as I read them but when faced with the page in front of me I find I can only say what is in me to confess or share. Is our destiny ours to choice, chose just what is ours and what is handed to us to do. I know not anymore about life than any reader out there but I have the pen and you have the paper so we will each do as we feel is ours to do with. So, as it was so it will be we can only do as our hearts tell us to do. I wish I could dumb found you with information and stories that would keep your attention but I can only provide that which is with in me to give. Where this web page goes and who shall read it is not of my choice but I will attempt to do what I can and try as I can to stay with in the object of bringing together the people of this world to learn that we share what we have and we grow as it shall be accordingly.

 

A Messenger,

Verl K,

As i have found a new friend i would like my readers to see what I saw. What are those eyes telling me? Sandra in the back ground took me to meet this lady who owns a restaurante in Old Town and she served me a pizza which turns out took 72 hours to prepare and those ladies out there that read this should know that if you could get this recipt you would forever thank me.

 

There is no shortage of money in the world. There is no shortage of ideas in the world. There is not a shortage of respect in the world. The shortage is the respect for the those with ideas necessary to get the money.

Boiling down the facts until the wasted words, wasted thoughts and wasted actions can be dribbled off and allowed to flow to the wayside one’s mind is then allowed to dwell on the facts we find the money is the reward for the ideas that are necessary to make one’s life workable. As the pot boils we burn off the wasted useless garbage we come to the truth. The real facts: Respect is the common thoughts that glue the money and the ideas to the facts of life.

Having an idea is like having a dream when you wake in the morning having had a dream stays with you longer than what you dreamed. You may dream of money but what it would bring you stays longer in your memory than the money. Getting to the root of this is respect has more validity than the money or the idea. Respect is like love it cannot be purchased even with a good idea and money you still have nothing without the respect. I love the story of the farmer and the corn because it brings to light the very root of life.

My friends if you do not learn – earn or understand respect you are like a great ship without the water. It is without a doubt the amount of respect that floats the ship. Respect is the glue that ties it all together. Respect your partner, respect the money respect your God but when you get it boiled to the bottom you find yourself and the pot. If you do not respect yourself nothing I can say nothing you will ever read nothing in this world can give you more strength and more love of anything. That has to be a deep and unconditional goal to learn that one’s own self-respect. I cannot give you that and neither can God.

A Messenger,

First learn to be humble and I promise the bottom of the pot the truth of life is respecting oneself. Be humble and respect is a byproduct that will follow.

Verl K.

This is what i left in Nevada to seek the ocean.

And this my friends was taken moments ago from where i write to you.  Notice the Caribbean Ocean as it appears to me today.