I have lived in a exciting piece of time, being a baby boomer and growing up in the sixties. It was an era of mechanical technology in the United States of America.
Farming changed with the World and farms grew in size and versatility with displaced people moving to big towns and cities. We went from two row planters to sixteen row planters. One hundred or two hundred acres per farm to two or three thousand acres per farm, on the average. We've went from eighty bushels of corn per acre to two hundred forty bushels per acres with no irrigating needed.
The Worlds population has exploded and one of the ways to feed the population is synthetic foods.
Examples- Milk made from distilled soybeans, cheese made from soybeans and by products.
Meat production that takes grains that a human can eat will slowly go out of economical feasibility.
Instead I can someday see alternative crops produced to provide needed protein.
Example.- Variety of a Garbanzo Bean, or Russian Thistle, planted in the winter, grown and cut by early summer.
Dried in the field until the moisture content is forty percent. Put into vats to ferment with a special bacteria.
Heated to capture the alcohol for fuel.
The remaining product is put into a artificial digester and when it becomes ninety percent soluble is distributed to special silos that are one hundred feet in height.
Inside the silos are mindless mammal tissue masses that grow to fill the silos.
When the mass reaches a certain height, a door at the bottom is opened to harvest the bottom third of the mass.
The tissue mass slides to the bottom and continues to grow.
The process takes one pound of dry matter digested product to grow into five pounds of a human digestible product.
The product is ground, packaged, and sold as a protein burger.
Sound simple until some biocenologest creates a super cell gastric bacteria for better fermentation, and wipes out all mammals in the World due to inflammation of the Ileum, causing Ileus, inducing a slow and painful death.
Today that sounds like one big whopper. But in the future it might become a reality. Who knows?
| THE LION IN THE ROOM
The old man was in his easy chair when the doorbell rang. As he was getting up he thought to himself, "The older this recliner and I get, the more creaks, pops and groans we make!
When he opened the door he saw his grown son and his ever present guitar with his sons wife and small child. He remembered the time, a long time ago, when he had asked the son and his mother to leave, fearing the beast that waged war inside of him!
"May we come in father?" the son asked, "I wrote a song I would like you to hear! Do you still have the stand where I can put my sheet music?"
"I'll go get it." the old man said.
As he turned to go he heard a gasp from the young daughter-in-law and saw the lion. "Don't worry!" the old man said, "He's here quit a bit and hasn't hurt me yet!"
"I think we should go!" the young girl said. "I don't trust him!"
The old man spoke up. "Go into the kitchen and we'll put the easel in the hallway. That way if he does something you will be able to run out the back door and escape!"
As the old man set the easel up, the lion jumped on the dinning room table and sat down, putting his paws in front of him, while surveying his domain like a sphinx of old. Looking at the lion in apprehension, the lad put his music on the stand.The son started playing, filling the room with sweet melody and filling his soul with peaceful harmony.
At this point the old man realized it was nothing more than a dream, because he felt he was the lion, but at the same time he was playing within his son. Looking up he asked the question, "What is the meaning of this?" And as he was asking the answer came to him. "The lion and I are the past, and my son and I are the present, with the mother and child being the future. If the lion can be controlled, I can hold onto the present and not lose the future!"
The old man woke from his sleep and rolled over, looking at the digital clock at his bedside. It read 2:22. "It must be the beginning of a new day." the old man thought. He heard his second wife snoring beside him so he got up and went to the chair to put on his old shirt, vest and slippers. Making his way out to his old recliner and blanket, he heard the snoring stop. He heard the bed creak and his young wife leave the bed, going to the bathroom. He heard her potty and then go back to bed.
Lying in the dark he thought, "Thank you lord for your answer to a question I didn't know I was asking! If You can help me control the beast I've got a chance for the future!"
| How would you describe love? Love is an affection or an emotion! But what creates this for any person? It would be created or brought on by admiration and respect of a person with a reciprocating feeling from said person who has the same values of right and wrongs! Being flattered and appreciated turns into love. An affectionate persons loves his-her parents, teachers, neighbors and friends as long as you haven't become disappointed with who you think they are! If this happens to you, the love that you have for that person changes with the new understanding! The relationship of a marriage is vary much the same, but so vary much different in that the multifaceted and depth of the love is on so many more levels. The one you are married to is PERFECT with idiosyncrasies that are cute and entertaining, causing the love to grow and become deeper as time go's own. When a disappointment comes along and reevaluation takes place, (example-infidelity) the idiosyncrasies are no longer cute, but grating on one's patients. When this happens the love changes in the marriage! The thing left over with time is commitment, which in today's society seams to not be enough!
| I've heard about some people writing a news letters or blogs and never running out of something to say. It must be a gift! I was thinking how could this be made easier? And then it hit me. I need people to write me with a Dear Abby, or Dear Charles, saying, give me some advice with this or that. I think I could do that! As long as I could avoid the rocks that were thrown, I think I'd be OK!
| It's been four months since my last entry into my Blog and I could say I was remiss because of being to busy.
But the truth of the mater is I haven't spent time in writing as much as thinking and reading. I've been
researching and thinking about my next story-biography; THE LIFE AND TIMES OF A BERTSCH. One of my
ancestors, that as a young man of twenty five, migrated from South Russia [Ukraine] with his wife and three
children, along with his wife's brother and two sisters with their families. Born in 1848, with a
Grandfather that migrated from Germany in 1815 to South Russia, the whys of migration takes a lot of
research. One of the factors that I had not thought of was, young people were encouraged to go out and
better themselves. With ten to twenty children per family,that probably was good thinking!
I know I'm a little on the far side with opinions, but the other day I had a review on a piece of my work that said, "She
felt the computer had left something out in a transfer of the story. I knew exactly what she was talking about. HE SAID
, SHE SAID. You know what I'm talking about. To me, it feels like too much clutters up the landscape. Like commercials
in the middle of a movie. Maybe because with speed reading, I never read them anyway. Enyhew, it's just my opinion. If
at some point, reading one of my stories, you become befuddled, and it would help if, WHO SAID WHAT was there, let
me know. I'll se if I can change the poetic discrepancy if it fits the case.-charlie55
| The Lord was dictating to Moses one evening, after several days of rest at an oasis in the dessert, when Moses
spoke up; "You tell me, God made heaven and earth and all that is in them in six days and rested on the seventh
day. Isn't there more to be said about this?"
"Like what?" the Lord asked.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe how big it is. I went to the best schools Egypt had to offer and one instructor thought
the earth might be like a upside down bowl, only not hollow."
"I could tell you many things," the Lord replied; but would you be able to grasp them? My knowledge has been,
is, and ever will be, through all times, where your mind is very finite and has been taught over a very short time.
What if I was to tell you the earth is round and the sun doesn't go around the earth, but the earth turns in a slow
spin to make it feel like the sun rises and sets every day?"
"I could believe that since you told me it."
"Would you also believe me if I told you stars are actually suns, just a long ways away and you can measure
light as a moving object?"
The Lord continued; "What if I was to tell you Heaven and Hades were parallel dimensions, one is on God's
right hand and the other is on his left."
"I would have to ask what is a dimension, and who is God if you're not him?"
"God and I are one. Two thousand years or so from now, one of mine will write these words about me. In the
beginning was the word, and the word was with God, and the word was God. And nothing was made without him
who was in him."
"So tell me again, why am I writing this?"
"By faith you are saved and not by wisdom. Knowledge creates wisdom, but wisdom does not save. Only faith
saves. And these Hebrews need to be saved, but not all of them will be. And we've got a couple of objectives here
to complete. Number one, there is only one God and we are on their side. Number two, they are no longer slaves
but a Nation and together we can do anything.
Out of all the life styles humanity has in this world we will give them the least stressful one. Love the Lord your
God and put all your cares upon me. First rule. Second rule, love your neighbor as yourself.
So Moses when I tell you that the world is not flat, when I tell you I have created this world many times over, and
I have created animals in the other creations that were fifty times your size and mammals that resembled you and
had discernment, let's just keep it between us and let's not write it down. Understood, Moses?"