You Can’t Find Love!

You Can’t Find Love

By:

Steve Erdmann

Copyright, C, 2021

Another version of this article can be found at YOU CAN’T FIND LOVE! – https://wordpresscom507.wordpress.com/2020/06/07/

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You can’t find love in s single’s bar –

And you’ll only find emptiness –

At the bottom of your jar –

And when life’s journey is finally through –

You will discover –

The real you.

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It was about closing time –

I knew my life’s end was near –

Rum and whiskey –

And all that beer –

Then I saw her through all that smoke –

Her words softly saying –

Before my final stroke:

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You can find love in a single’s bar –

And you’ll only loneliness –

Listening to a whaling guitar –

Here was my love, dear –

But your heart as afar –

From my sweet caress –

At that singles’ bar.

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Was she an old friend –

That spoke from the past –

Or just an illusion –

That could not last?

Maybe if she has spoken a little fast –

I might have exited –

Leaving that glass

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I didn’t find love at a singles’ bar –

And I only found emptiness –

At the bottom of my jar –

But when life’s journey was finally through –

I had discovered the real you.

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Now a few bar-buddies, at my grave –

Come and stand –

But one lady, alone stands with trembling hand –

Oh, she seldom came to that dark ole’ bar –

But she was my star –

That shone from afar.

(And she cried):

I didn’t want love at a single’s bar –

I wanted you by my side –

No matter how far –

Now tht your life’s journey –

Is finally through –

I still pray that someday –

I’ll be with you.

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Another version of this article can be found at YOU CAN’T FIND LOVE! – https://wordpresscom507.wordpress.com/2020/06/07/

In-Flight Close Encounter with an Eta Aquarid

Nights to Remember

Nocturnal Memoirs of Robert Morningstar

The Night of the Leonid Meteor Shower

November 18th, 1966

I remember November 18th, 1966 very vividly.


I was out that night looking for the meteor shower in Riverside Park, New York City, but NYC was totally overcast and I didn’t even see a “blink” through the cloud cover.But Arizona got “the blast,” at 40/minute.

I had to wait 33 years for the next greatLeonid Meteor shower, which came in December 1999 when the Leonid Meteor shower, which i saw from the Great Oval in Central Park and got some of them on video.

The Night of the Eta Aquarid

One night in In May of the year 2000, I was flying a T-tailed Piper Arrow II RT in the dead of night from Boston to Essex County – Caldwell Airport, New Jersey, which is just a few miles outside New York City.

It was about 9:30 p.m., flying in the black of night over Oxford-Woodbury, Connecticut. The sky was black , but visibility was unlimited and I could see the stars. the land was black, but I could see the lights of highways, occasinal street lights, and some house lights in the little sleepy towns below.

As I flewwest, homing in on the 310 radial of a VOR beacon in Carmel, New York, I glaced down at the landscape passing below my aircraft.

Suddenly, as I was making out the coast line of Connecticut to the south along Long island sound, I was very surprised as I looked down at a brilliant luminosoity on the gound, which made no sense to my ratiional mind.

As I looked at this puzzling sight, I thought I saw “a lake on fire” or “fireworks underwater (?).”  I was mesmerized by the sight of it what looked to be a fiery lake, adn I thought of an amusement park or somesuch thing as the possible cause for this most ununusual never-before-seen phenomenon.

My eyes stayed fixed for several seconds on the rainbow of brilliant streaks of light emanating, as it seemed from beneath the waters of the small lake, until the fiery lake disappeared under my left wing.


When I looked forward again, I could see diffuse green and yellow bands of light wavering over the dimly lit landscape and I was puzzled by the effect illuminating the hilltops of Connecticut when it had been pitch black just 10 seconds before, except for street and highway lights, 6500 feet below.


I looked for the light source and looing south, I could see “late afternoon sunlight,” shimmering in long Island sound and the Atlantic ocean farther south. 


I could see all of Long Island as a black mass floating in a sea of silver light, and when I raised my gaze to the sky, I thought I was looking at the sun.  My brain went “bonkers,” and slipped into cognitive dissonance for a moment as i said to myself :


“Did I miss the dawn? …  Am I on my way to Holland?” <simultaneously Thinking of Lindberg + “Holland Tunnel”>


I glanced forward once again to see the land was still dimly lit with now brighter green and yellow “tiger stripes” wavering cross the Connecticut hills. I could see 2 “rectagular lakes,” which later turned out to be local reservoirs.


Looking back at “The Sun,” I noticed that it had dropped a couple of degrees in declination and now had a white aura surrounding it, so my next thought was “O my God, It’s a Supernova.” but as i thought it, I saw the luminosity drop nd stop twice move, vertically, like a spider sometime  “drops and stops” suddenly while hanging on its silken thread. 


The object was now lower than before and the aura around it looked like was boiling, at which point it leapt and streaked right toward me and an intersection with my airplane’s line of flight, ‘bouncing” twice (like the bouncing ball in old cartoons) and covering a distance of  50-75  miles in two “hops” lasting only 2 seconds in duration.


the object was now nearly upon me and realizing it was meteoric, I scream or yelled out loudly out “METEOR!” to alert my co-pilot and my passenger in the rear seat, a USAF Tech Sgt. named William Larrea.


The object seemed to slow down suddenly and changed color and shape from bright white roundness to a long fiery green and red object, shaped like a black apple see, with a ruby colored “belt” or ring around its center and a “ruby knuckle” like ajewel on a ring, and spinning/rotating like a beacon.

My inner voice said “Don’t stare at the ruby belt ’cause you’ll miss the rest of it!” 

So, I broke my fixation on the spinning ruby belt to take in the rest of it, which was a green color of every possible shade and hue  of green from lime green to Kelly green and the  saw a 100 foot long acetylene torch like tail , and as my flight line was on a collision course with the streaking object, I said to myself:


“If I fly through that tail, it will shear my wing and ‘Bang!, ” my plane will explode and the NTSB accident report will only say “pilot error.”

To be continued …

“IT’S TOO LATE FOR GERMANY”: GERMAN FEMINIST ADMITS SHE GOT IT WRONG ON IMMIGRATION

Rebecca Sommer –  Artist Rebecca Sommer: COMMERCIAL SHOWREEL 2011 – Bing video

“IT’S TOO LATE FOR GERMANY”: GERMAN FEMINIST ADMITS SHE GOT IT WRONG ON IMMIGRATION, PLANS TO EMIGRATE FOR HER RETIREMENT

In 2012 Rebecca Sommer founded the refugee aid association Arbeitsgruppe Flucht + Menschen-Rechte (AG F+M) [Working Group Asylum + Human Rights]. At the end of 2015, this artist, photographer and journalist and documentary maker applauded Angela Merkel’s decision to open German’s borders to the “refugees” who had been blocked in Hungary, despite the vacuum effect this would create. “At that time I wanted to help everyone and truly believed that all these people were fleeing hell and were in a state of complete distress,” the German activist explained in an article published by the conservative Polish weekly  Do Rzeczy  on 15 January, discussing how she woke up to reality.

In 2015, her NGO had almost 300 volunteers who were giving German courses to the new arrivals.

…”I thought their medieval view was going to change with time…but after having seen these situations occur repeatedly and observing what was happening around me, as a volunteer, I have had to recognise that the Muslim refugees have grown up with values that are totally different, they have undergone brainwashing from childhood on and are indoctrinated by Islam and absolutely do not intend to adopt our values. Worse, they regard we infidels with disdain and arrogance.”

“It was a jarring perception when I noticed that these people I had helped, who were eating, drinking, dancing and laughing with me, who didn’t pray, who didn’t go to the mosque, who didn’t respect Ramadan, who made fun of religion and deeply religious people, called me ‘the stupid German whore’ when they were eating my food and were in my garden.”

…Rebecca Sommer says she is not an isolated case, that many other volunteers also came ultimately to have the same perception and that there are now far fewer volunteers ready to work with the new arrivals today in Germany. She also acknowledges that, through their numbers, these Muslim immigrants pose a threat to the German way of life, and that this will get worse with family reunification.
She also told the Polish weekly magazine Do Rzeczy that she personally knows Germans who are getting ready to emigrate to Poland because they had have enough, and she added: “If Poland and Hungary do not give in on this question, you could become countries that some Germans and French will flee to. You could become islands of stability in Europe.”

Islands of stability but also democracy because Rebecca Sommer also notes that democracy no longer really exists in Germany….When the human rights activists wanted to denounce forced conversions to Islam in Indonesia, her account was blocked.

This Berlin woman no longer dares to go out on her own on New Year’s Eve and she has already been attacked five times by men speaking Arabic!

She thinks it is already too late for Germany and she plans to emigrate for her retirement. Political Islam is present everywhere, including in the government, in political parties, in the police and schools. With family reunification, millions of additional Muslim immigrants are going to come. In the German capital where she lives, entire districts are already dominated by the Muslim community which forms a parallel society.

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via “It’s too late for Germany”: German feminist SJW admits she got it wrong on immigration, plans to emigrate for her retirement

Artist Rebecca Sommer: COMMERCIAL SHOWREEL 2011 – Bing video