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Be happy being a passenger.
I had to use the dictionary app today. I usually don’t have to use it but who are we kidding here. I have nothing to hide. I probably use it more than I should. I looked up the word Introvert. I had heard it used and was curious of the true definition of the word. It sounds so strange. I guess it may be because I don’t use many words starting with the letter i. As a matter of fact, I’m trying to think of any words that I use on a regular bases that start with an i. That brought me to where I am. People see themselves sometimes of not being worthy of who God made them to be. Sometimes we question why we have to feel so useless. Sometimes life throws us curve balls along with the fast balls and knuckle balls. Are knuckle balls even thrown anymore? Good question. I don’t watch baseball. But back to the curve and back to the introvert. Do we say introvert as it is a bad thing? Do we say it as if God has punished you to be this shy … always questioning life person. My answer is, I don’t think so. I feel God makes each of us in his form while at the same time makes us each different. You turn towards yourself and blame your self for what you call your faults instead of looking at your accomplishments. Look what all you do to influence people. Everyday we are blessed to be able to show others Gods love for each other. Whether it be a smile to a stranger at a grocery store or holding a door for someone you don’t know with a slight head nod. Don’t think about yourself as being backward or not good enough. You want to blame that job problem on yourself. You want to worry about the future without living in the present? Don’t do it. Maybe the doors are closing and you have to look for another way out. There is always one there. Lean on God to help to find it. Appreciate the little things. Appreciate the people that used to be those strangers. You know I thought of another word that starts with i. Impossible. As in nothing is impossible, not even you being happy with the way your life is leading because we are just the passengers on this train not the conductor. When we remind ourselves who is conducting, we remind ourselves it is not always just about us. It’s about us living this crazy life one day at a time and being the best person we can possibly be.
Hello there provider of life. Without you we are nothing. Without you we would be so parched. Without you I feel so Parched. You are the biggest gulp not just a big gulp. You are perfect for me. Some people ponder life on their porch with you … while I ponder where you come from. You are different than the rest. You come in all forms shapes and sizes but your size is perfect? There is something different about you something more satisfying. Something more refreshing, something We live our lives taking for granted to what we come across, but then when we find you. We quench something that hasn’t been quenched before. We are used to the tap. We are use to be the fountains, and then you come along. You with your majestic logo stuck on your perfectly shaped plastic body. Oh and we know that your plastic is different. Deerfield, Nestle they have nothing on you. We know your liquid life Juice has to come from the fountains of heaven being poured by Angels. That’s why you cost so much. You are not like the normal, that’s why We can’t get enough of you. Thank you for providing my body with the essential basic elements of life. Because Fiji to me, is not just a place anymore. It’s where you are from.
I have enjoyed the Deadpool 2 trailers and am excited about Cable just as much as anyone. BUT!!! In 1991 the prime of my comic
Collecting, there was a little, huge team that started called X-Force. And let’s just say. I am an X-Force guru. So, when I saw the clip from trailer of the what appeared to be super hero team led by Deadpool, I immediately knew X-Force.
Numbered below is my guesses on who each of the 6. Yes 6 (one standing directly behind Deadpool) on who each character is. Doubt me, I know I’ll have critics..but. I think I am 80-100 percent on target (no pun intended). So. Here. We. Go.
1. Domino – easy.. glasses. Female
2. Zeitgest – yellow mask? Only other close is Chamber.. but my money is on Zeitgest because he was in 1 episode and was killed in same one. That screams Deadpool huh? Would be great
3. Deadpool – duh
4. ShatterStar – Only Double sword X-Force I know
5. G.W. – (George Washington Bridge) I first thought Forge, then moved to Hammer, then Anarchist before coming back to G.W. Hammer however is cyborg and Anarchist was a big joke. My money is on G.W.
6. Fantomex – All you can see behind Deadpool is a character with White pants. Name another X-Force with white pants. Ok ok. Dr. Nemesis… but I’m going Fantomex. Fantomex it is.
So that’s my guesses! I number the screenshot I took below for your reference. Let me know what you think!
Hey gang! After being asked several times about certain comic movies and series. I have studied and came to this list of how to watch every Marvel movie or series and in the right order. If you want to be ready for Infinity War and the battle of Thanos. Get ready by watching each of these in this order. For our Marvel fans! Here we go…
Captain America First Avenger
The Incredible Hulk
Thor the Dark World
Captain America Winter Soldier
Agents of Shield season 1 (ABC)
Guardians Of the Galaxy
Agents of Shield season 2 (ABC)
Agents of Shield season 3 (ABC)
Guardians of the Galaxy 2
Daredevil season 1 (Netflix)
Jessica Jones (Netflix)
Avengers Age of Ultron
Daredevil season 2(Netflix)
Luke Cage (Netflix)
Iron Fist (Netflix)
Agents of Shield season 4 (ABC)
Agent Carter season 1 (ABC)
The Defenders (Netflix)
Agent Carter season 2 (ABC)
Captain America Civil War
Inhumans season 1 (ABC)
Runaways season 1 (Hulu)
The Punisher (Netflix)
Agents of Shield season 5 (ABC)
Now it’s time to get watching!
Does anyone else remember when McDonald’s had kites? I do.
I remember hearing about it in school. I was young, but old enough to remember what I felt. I felt the excitement of the kite flying in the wind. The thought of the kite took my day and I could not wait until school was over to beg my mom for a Mcdonalds trip.
School lasted forever, or so it seemed. The minutes were hours and the hours were eternity. I couldn’t wait. Then it happened. School bell rang and I ran. I ran so hard down the hall to the car rider line. I could remember thinking about the kite. I hadn’t asked about the kinds of kites. I wasn’t even in the position to ask. I just overheard a conversation.
They had kites at McDonald’s. I saw my mom, driving my dads truck to pick me up. I don’t know why, but I remember. I remember slamming the door. I had thought about how to ask. I’ll clean my room, I’ll do dishes, I’ll do laundry. I’ll do anything. I wanted a kite. So I did it.
I begged my mom to take me to Mcdonalds. It didn’t take much. She must of been hungry. She took me. The anticipation of the kite, the ride there seemed shorter than the school day, but still a long time. We arrived. I wanted a Ronald Mcdonald but I got a Grimace They were sold out of Ronald McDonald.
Grimace was purple. The kite, It was purple…I was upset, but it was ok. I tried for 3 hours to fly it and I never could get it going. It was hard. I was tired. No, I was exhausted…Running around the yard trying to get it to take off and fly. It wouldn’t. Why?
I remember the feeling. I wound my string around the yellow handle and I went inside. I got an Oatmeal creme pie and started playing Nintendo. Contra in fact.
My mom asked me if I liked my kite. I told her yes. I lied. I didnt want to but I had to. I was sad, I felt like a disappointment. I never told my mom different I felt that I was a failure, but inside I know she would of loved me anyway.
Sometimes I think back to that day, the wind, the sky, the time it took me to wrap the string and the purple kite. It was my first real kite and I was excited. I never tried again to fly a kite and Think about it daily. The purple kite. I don’t like purple or Grimace, but I still like kites.
One day I will try again. One day. But not Today.
I saw a homeless person today.
I saw a homeless person at the Pilot gas station. When I pulled up to the pump to get gas, he was sitting straight across from me. I could see him. He couldn’t see me. As I sat there and watched him, I noticed he had a companion with him. A sidekick. A partner. A ride or die. You could tell this was his wasn’t a friend, this was his best friend. The way he looked at him. You could tell. This was something special.
He had a dog. Black and brown and small. Probably smaller than an average dog. But still a dog. He would lean down and pet the dog and every time he touched his little head, the dogs tail would wag. It would wag so hard, it would slap each side of the dogs body every time he would reach down towards him. Right, left, right, left. It slowly became mesmerizing. The mesmerizing motion slowly got me pondering.
Does the dog know his owner is homeless? Does the dog know he could be sleeping on a warm couch inside a nice house if another person would have taken him in? Does the dog know he could be drinking fresh clean water anytime he wanted in a bowl with his name on it? Does the dog know? The question shouldn’t be does the dog know? But how about Does the dog care?
As more people walk by them sitting on the curb, looking, judging, glaring away. It made me sad. It made me see people who didn’t care. Just like that dog didn’t care where he was at, as long as he was with his owner. Right, left, right, left…The dogs tail continued to wag. Not just periodically, but EVERY single time the homeless man would reach down to him.
A car pulls up. A woman gets out, she purposely walks the other way away from them. What were others thinking. No one even said hello or gave a head nod. They all looked away, never wanting to make eye contact. Does the dog care about others judging his owner?
The more I pondered as my gas was pumping, the more I thought about Gods love for us. Does God care that we have a 500,000 home? Does God care we have a 75,000 car? Does God care who we know or what we do? Does God care if we are homeless? I think the answer to all the questions is no. Gods love goes beyond that. God doesn’t judge who we are or our worldly status. God only loves. He loves each of us unconditionally without judging. God always watches over us but most importantly, God reaches down to us.
That man loved that dog. Sitting 20 yards away, you really can’t see it but you can feel it. God loves you , and if you watch other people long enough….you will feel it. When he reaches down. We should wag our tails. Let’s show others God love is hard to explain, but once you feel it. You know it. I challenge you to show others what it feels like. Cast your cares to Jesus And always remember to wag your tail.
Hello..Hello there dark abyss. Hello there endless darkness. I know you want to devour anything that stumbles as I sit. A random fry, a few pieces of copper and one silver, even a long lost hair bow belonging to my daughter. I see you. I know you are down there. If I mute my podcast, I can hear you. I can hear the hopes and dreams of a thousand people all at the same time. What makes you? What do you do and how do you do it. Why do you want to taunt us with that fear. Do you enjoy it? I know you do. People fear you but say nothing about you. People know you but don’t acknowledge you. You don’t even have a name. You are the unknown. But you. Yes you. You know we will meet. We will meet again and again and again. I bet you laugh an evil laugh. I bet your soul is as cold as a touch from Elsa. Phone Rings. I know you giggle. I am not on hands free so I carefully turn the phone around to see who is calling. I answer. With every pause in my conversation I know you are whispering to me. “That’s mine” you say. I pause and listen closer, but you won’t repeat yourself. Your to smooth for that. I continue to talk while you wait. Waiting so patiently. How do you do it. You slip from my mind like you always do. I am now caught up in a conversation about what’s for dinner. But you already know. You know what you are having. You are having my hopes. My dreams. You are having the enjoyment of my sighs my tears. That’s what you wait for. That’s what you need.
“Ok. I will be home in a few minutes” as I end my conversation. You are silent. This is your opportunity. This is the time. I reach to hit end. The chain of events are among us. I cannot stop the force. Mis balance. iPhone 6plus reaching with one finger holding in one hand is too much. Just too much. A slight slip, a rotation that is impossible to be recreated. Trying to keep one hand on wheel while the other bobbles you. I see you in the distance as I try to regain what I have lost. Gravity takes over. I can’t do it. Your laugh becomes louder your breathing deepens with each breath. To you …as you look up its in slow motion. Front screen, back screen, front screen back screen. I got this. No I don’t. Yes I do and now you are gone.
You have used your evil powers once again. There is no way I could do what I just did again. Michael Jordan could not make that shot. You have slipped straight where I didn’t want you to be and now you are out of my sight.
Leaning, reaching, fingers twitching. Stretching. Swerving to shoulder. Buuurrrbbbuurrr the noise sounds as I hit the rivets on the road. I feel something. That’s not you. What is that. A pack of hot mustard? Where did you go. You have won again. I cannot find you. The abyss has won the darkness has covered you. I know you feel alone. But until I stop, move my seat forward and back sometimes requiring an extra light source… I will have to wait. You will have to be alone.
I dislike you abyss. But I will prevail. I will get my iPhone soon. I’m almost home.
Do you think you are alone?
you are wrong
Do you think no one cares who you are?
you are wrong
Do you think you have reached the end?
you are wrong
but wait, I bet you are tired of others telling you that you are wrong all the time aren’t you?
This my friend is the beginning. The beginning of your new life. You are in control of what you do. Drugs? Alcohol? Abusive relationship? None of that can stop you! Set your mind on the goal. The goal of controlling your life and being a positive reflection on others. Are you embarrassed? Guess what….it’s ok! Most people have problems, they just are more fake than you are. Let’s prove them wrong! Let’s show them together that you can get control! You can do this for no one but yourself! People are there to help you. Even if everyone in your family has given up on you, they still love you. Your friends that you have lied to, done wrong and let an addiction come between you, they still love you. They want you to win. I want you to win. So if you think everyone has given up on you…guess what I am here. I am here to help you. Matt Black never turns his back. We should help one another as humans. As Gods children walking in his light we should help one and another. You don’t know me.. You don’t have to. I know people that can help you during any struggle. All new people. People who will not judge you, they just want to help. I will help you get into those rehabilitation centers. I promise I can do that. All you have to do is ask. Ask Matt Black to help you. Let’s prove everyone wrong.
You are somebody to me.
Hello there man. Standing there half damp, your advertising bling shirt pressed with khakis. You always have that slight smile on your face…don’t you? Huh .. Do you smile because you are in control? Yes you do. You know it. Right hand up, begin the motion. Left hand up, begin the opposite motion. And then you realize. Stop! You recognize me. Eye contact through the glass. Yeah it’s me. The same one. I’m watching you with an eye that only an eagle would as it gazes on its prey. I see your soul I’m looking so deep. Blue eyes, yep but I see more. Right hand down, left hand down. I see your concern…you know me. You begin to go limp. I’m in control now. It’s me. I’m have control. Should you even point to the next four steps. I said..You know me. You know I am right on track. I’m always flawless. You know I need no direction from you. No slight right, never slight left, don’t even put your hands up..never. You glance over your shoulder you want to point at the sign, the rollers are pulling me closer. Close enough now where you can see my hazel eyes getting bigger. Don’t tell me I need to be in neutral. Why? I’m done there. Don’t tell me to keep hands off steering wheel. Why? Because both hands are now behind my head. Don’t tell me to keep foot off break. Why? Because it’s on the dash. You know me. You continue to stare. As I roll by close enough to roll my window down and give you a fist bump, i don’t. I look back up. I’m ready to enter oh noble one. I live for this hot wax with shine moment. You know me. I just have you a 20 second break. You want to thank me but you won’t. We will meet again in 4 to 7 days. I mouth the words…as if in slow motion. T h a n k Y o u…..my time is now. Pull out iPhone for 60 seconds of relaxation before the vacuuming begins.
These Crabtree Chronicles by me will continue. Stay tuned for your next epic status post adventure.
Hello there numerical digit. Oh your not just any number are you? Your the first. The first number in an infinite string of numerical bliss. If settling to be the number 1 wasn’t good enough for you and your all mighty highness…they made you red. Not just a normal red…but a deep, heart throbbing, soul taking, blood like red. Who are you? Who is hiding behind your shining glory. Are you a wishful approval of an earlier link about the snow fall before Thanksgiving? Are you a reply to my ultimate check in at the local Grocery store? I don’t know, but you are there, I must check…soon. Sooner than later, because I know my fate if I don’t..you will transform to a 2, then a 3. I have to know. You are hard to touch with the same hand I hold my device with, but you will not get away..I have another. Left hand up, pointer finger extended. 6 inches away…5…4…3…2.. No one call, no one need anything from me for one more second. One more small moment. I can feel the screen, the heat sensors accepting my digit. What friend awaits…..sweat drops…comment?…like?… What, Who, are you? /sigh ……..game invite….disappointment sets in.