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Location:Texas, USA Naturalized US Citizen of Irish extract -   Fixed Wing and Helo trucker.Interests: "The Absurdity of Man". I am a proud supporter of Blarney, Nonsense, and Hooey. I enjoy being a chopper jockey, and trying to figure the world, people and belief systems out. I'm just not very good at it, so it keeps me real busy. I scribble, blog, run this website, mess with rental houses, ride motorbikes, and read as much as I can. I went solo 44 years ago, and I like to say I'm gonna get me a real job one day. When I grow up. ("but not just yet, Lord, not just yet") For my aviation scribbles see enjoy! I wish you Peace in your Life. May you always walk with the sun on your face, and a breeze ruffling your hair. And may you cherish a quiet wonder for our awesome Universe. Life isn't always good. But it is always fascinating. Never quit.
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Three Suns in an Ochre Sky

ESO/M. Kornmesser

Three Suns in an Ochre Sky

In the year thirty, thirty three
At Gliese six-six-seven Cee
We monitored our landing thrust
then touched down gently in the dust.
It wasn't until the second day
That I could quietly slip away.

Laboriously I climbed a hill
And almost choking on the thrill
I turned my disbelieving eyes
Up to the waiting, ochre skies
And saw the dream that drove a rhyme
So gently crafted at a time
When good men feared we'd never live
Instead, unable to forgive
That endless wars would terminate
In wiping Man clean off the slate.

A thousand years have passed since then
And all he asked us fellow men
Was to recite some simple verse
In honor to the Universe.

"If ever from a rocky hill
Three suns, amazingly, instill
A sense of peace, and quiet thought
A value found, that was long sought

Then know for sure that no Divide
Can stop me smiling by your side".

Francis Meyrick

Last edited by Francis Meyrick on November 4, 2016, 1:59 am
We little humans, hurtling through the Universe on our tiny, pale blue dot, will find few answers to Life's great mysteries. But we should at least find many of the questions. To write is to ask. To seek. To grope. With humility, and humor. Peace.
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