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Post by MadPoet on May 4, 2005 10:22:52 GMT -5
AN OPEN LETTER ON OIL With oil now at about sixty dollars a barrel { A barrel of oil equals forty-two US gallons} isn't it about time some other means of fuel and conservation is looked into? John L. Lewis the man who organized the coal miners refereed to coal as King Coal, which the US has an abundance of. During the First World War, the Germans discovered a way to "Crack" coal for a liquid fuel. The method may have been to expensive back then, when oil sold at about three dollars a barrel or less, but with today's oil prices it should be looked into. Its kind of foolish to raise crops to make alcohol when you use fertilizer to raise them, as the fertilizer is made from.. You guessed it oil. Massive tree farms of fast-growing trees, the wood to be converted to alcohol. While you need twice as much alcohol to run a car, it is renewable, and reduces the dependance on oil, it is also pollution free. As to private cars, I don't understand why some people need a small truck to use for private transportation. No private car should be made, that does not get a minium of twenty miles to the gallon. New homes should be mandated to have small wind generators, while its power is not reliable, it can be wired into the hot water heater and/or house boiler with an electric heating element embedded within to supplement the fuel use. Currently it cost less to buy a small gasoline generator than a wind generator which has no engine. I can't figure that one out.. Each item may be a "Drop in the Bucket" but so is a rain storm comprised of "Drops" Lastly and most importantly the air that you have to breathe will be much cleaner. Five dollars a gallon for gasoline? Coming sooner than you think... Not so Mad Poet sighhh .
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Post by MadPoet on May 5, 2005 12:12:07 GMT -5
May 5, 2005 Mad Scientist I am about to embark on a genetically altered ant, to help all mankind. The common house hold roach, has very few predators, that can be used effectively in the home to eliminate them And so this genetically altered ant, will be a natural predator. Feeding not only on roaches but other house hold insects such as other ants like termites. Their habitat will be out doors, they will attack and feed on roaches and their eggs veraciously, and once the roaches other insects are gone, the will move on. They will be a very clean species, as they will only go out doors to the toilet, where there drooping in your garden will be an excellent fertilizer. As roaches are primarily of a woody nature, their internal flesh, the ant would have to be of wood eating type of ant, that has the internal means to digest them. We have as yet not selected a name for this project, and as we hope to go "Public" i.e. offer stock in our venture to the public, we are accepting suggestions for a name. Did you know it is a fact that if you cut off a roaches head the body will remain alive for about a week? It then will die of starvation / dehydration. That should not be so surprising as I know many people who have lost their heads years ago and still are living.... Don't you? From the Mad Scientist A/KA Mad Poet .
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Post by MadPoet on May 6, 2005 8:43:28 GMT -5
9:10 A.M. 5/6/2005 Late late late.... When you show up late, for a friend or a date, how the feelings boil away as the clock races on to say, there not here there not here they're overdue, while you stew, warm grand feeling tick away, when you show up late for a date. so be not surprised if their hug is weak, if their kiss is just a peck on cheek, had you been there on time, oh what passions you would have found, for you but time did tick away, wearing the grand feelings away leaving you blue and sad, to have missed the loving you might of had... Kiss kiss Mad Poet .
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Post by MadPoet on May 7, 2005 10:47:07 GMT -5
9:37 A.M. 5/7/2005 A little note for Gwen A little note to say hello, a little note that hopes your well, a little note to say your grand, a little note to say "some more", a little note to hold you tight, a little note to kiss you nice, a little note to be with you, while your watching, your favorite cartoons... Kiss kiss Mad Poet .
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Post by MadPoet on May 7, 2005 13:11:58 GMT -5
May 7, 2005
AN OPEN LETTER ON NORTH KOREA
North Korea which has recently fired missiles into the Japan sea, with an eye to building missiles to reach the US. Is currently preparing to test fire an atomic device under ground.
Here is a county whose people are close to starvation, and is dependent on foreign aid from China US and other countries to feed its people. It maintains a standing army of a million or more. For what purpose?
Unless North Korea posses a serious threat to its neighbors, who would want to invade that country? For what reason? It has great national mineral resources that it uses to maintain this army rather than care for its people.
Is it there thought in North Korea, to black mail other nations in supporting its economy with unconditional aid?
The Koreans have suffered much under Japanese occupation of 1894 till the end of the second world war in 1945. Yet South Korea with American aid and from other countries as well, has prospered.
In the end, if the Paranoid leaders in North Korea persist, I would not be surprised if a China & US coalition is formed in which China supplies the invading army, and the US uses the pin point missiles to target the leaders. The citizens there are powerless to act in this very military state.
I hope it does not come to this, but dictators are often blind in there pursuit for power!
Mad Poet .
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Post by MadPoet on May 8, 2005 6:59:51 GMT -5
9:59 P.M. 5/11/2001
Oh Ma Ahh my mother who gave me life then wiped my ass with a wipe, fed me from her breasts with such tender lovingness,
was quick to smack me when I was bad, yet laugh behind my back at all the bad things I would do, her strap was never far from view,
how she kept me alive thru those years when mischief was so dear, plucking me from under cars, shaking her fist when I was to parachute from roof top with umbrella in hand
hot pudding when I came home from school on winters day,
sewing mitten to my coat, so in snow I could play
telling that cranky old bitch next door, you must be mistaken, couldn't be my son whose ball went thru your door to knock your antiquate vase to the floor
Oh Ma Oh ma how I miss you so, here I am at forty or so, still missing that great big hug and kiss, when I left the house to play
the sight of you at the stove cooking up a storm, yelling for me to come wash sit down and eat,
filling my belly with great big treats, hot breads and all the rest
oh Ma oh ma my life is not the same since you have gone from me....
Mad Poet
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Post by MadPoet on Jul 18, 2005 16:16:52 GMT -5
One more day one more time, one more chance to hold you in my arms,
but luck ran out, my time was up, so I sit alone with dreams of yesterday
when loved flowed so sweetly, and wait till the tide of luck turns again, when in her arms I will return....
Mad Poet
1:03 P.M. 7/10/2005 Old friends...
Old friends have gone away, old friends that use to stay, old friends to spend some time,
oh would have been so nice to have wined and dined,
still with this net we did meet, to exchange some thought, and pass the time, but old friends have moved on, with just a little backward glance,
and tho I am a little sad, I am happy for what we had, for all the joys that we had shared, and all the griefs as well,
old friends have moved on, but I remember them with warm warm heart...
Mad Poet -----------------
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Post by MadPoet on Jul 21, 2005 7:31:17 GMT -5
July 21, 2005
Scotty James Doohan 85 years of age, of Star Trek fame, has done his last beam up yesterday. One of my favorite character on the original Star Trek, whose humour and warmth was always present in his role, as this was the real Scotty.
His ashes to be sent into space, where he surely belongs.
Good luck and God Speed on your "Final beam up"
Mad Poet .
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Post by MadPoet on Jul 25, 2005 15:42:13 GMT -5
July 25, 2005
Restoring your hard drive with a damaged operating system.
While as yet I have not tried it, having been annoyed with so many back up programs that when I needed them, usually failed, and almost always required the re installing of the operating system. But hope springs eternal, seems like Norton has a back up called Norton Ghost 9.0 { You can go to there site for more tech information}
Why it could be great. It will start a functional hard drive that has a damaged operating system, by installing there own start up CD-ROM.
You do your back up to a partitioned part of the hard drive, or network, in my case external hard drive, that is plug into the USB port, { I love external hard drives, and having been using them for years}
List price $70 bucks, but have seen it in different places for $39 plus shipping and handling.
Haven't brought it yet, but seriously considering it.
If anyone has used it, please send me your thoughts on it to nickzz1@hotmail.com would love hearing from you
Mad Poet
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Post by MadPoet on Aug 22, 2005 15:43:34 GMT -5
August 22, 2005
4:28 P.M. 8/22/2005
You have gone from me without a backward glance, off too a new romance,
the words of love you spoke to me, now is for another, to hear, instead of me,
words of passion, and dedication, all this has slipped away, in your desire for some new thrills,
tho I am sad at this turn, still it was grand what we had, only foolish me to think, that it could last till eternity...
Sighh
Mad Poet .
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Post by MadPoet on Sept 1, 2005 11:51:03 GMT -5
September 1, 2005
Annies sad song... Written by request
Setting sun ends my day, makes me wish it never came,
born this day years ago, and no one seems to know,
no kisses, no hugs, no love at all, no flowers of roses to say "I am glad you were born"
Oh how did I come to this, that no one remembered me with a kiss, how can this be, when so much love I have,
love to share with all I know? Dear God how did they forget?
Here in my loneliness, a kind word from anyone at all, what did I do to deserve this my Lord?
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Cry not my Annie, for you are missed, those who love you, know you well,
far they be in times of stress, worry about your health and such,
in their thoughts they pray for you, listen closely and you will hear, the words of love they send to you....
Kiss kiss Nickey your Mad Poet
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Post by MadPoet on Sept 16, 2005 21:49:12 GMT -5
10:29 P.M. 9/16/2005
On the demise of a friend’s late husband...
My man he did go, tho he didn't want to, he put up a struggle to stay with me and K,
but it was more than he could do, so now I think of days that we did share, all to brief they were,
still with wonderful memories, as I struggle to carry on, soon a smile to show the world,
taking a deep breath, with my child in hand, to carry on, with a brave face...
Sadly Mad Poet
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Post by MadPoet on Dec 16, 2005 11:55:54 GMT -5
A couple of small ones...
December 15, 2005
He comes to me each day, to kiss me as he may, his love does fill my heart, to meet each coming day,
I bless the day he found me, I bless the day he held me, my days so filled with happiness, my night’s so filled with love,
how did I live before him, I really don’t know, for long I have waited, for the coming of my love....
Kiss kiss Nickey Your Mad Poet ================== December 15, 2005
Cold morning greets my day, cold morning since you went away, cold pillow next to me, where your sweet face use to be, cold morning with no kiss, cold morning not holding you,
cold morning I lay alone, cold morning wondering why you’re gone from me..... ==================== 8:30 A.M. 12/15/2005
Today poem... “If”
If I love you every day. if I kissed you as I may, my heart would be filled with glee, knowing that you truly loved me,
my day would be so good, nothing could stand in my way, all good things would come my way, If I could love you every day...
Kiss kiss Nickey Your Mad Poet... ========================= 6:25 PM 12/14/2005
Christmas coming, cool winds in the air, going shopping for gifts, for family and friends as well,
hope and prayers for world peace, tolerance and respect, for other religions too
we can all live together in harmony as well, regardless of your faith on this one world of ours...
Kiss kiss Nickey Your Mad Poet..
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Post by MadPoet on Dec 19, 2005 9:52:09 GMT -5
7:35 P.M. 12/17/2005
What happened to our love? When once we were turtle doves?
A computer came into out lives, and started to drive us apart,
friends we made on the net, but hidden as it became intimate, till at last we professed a love for someone we had met there.
Now we growl when the other is on the machine, typing away in such passion, not letting anything interfere with the one we now hold so dear,
how will this all end, in pain and agony I do fear...
MP .
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Post by MadPoet on Mar 28, 2006 20:24:15 GMT -5
Haven't posted in awhile, doing a catch up, with more to come MP =============================================== December 31, 2005
A new year about to start, with hopes of peace throughout the world,
for people to live in harmony, what is the profit in all the killing?
When life can be so thrilling, to welcome each bright new day, to enjoy what God blessings has sent our way
With best wish for a Peaceful Happy New Years to All...
Mad Poet... ============== 8:26 P.M. 1/14/2006
You are lovely you are divine, tho far from home, you are not mine,
I sit at the screen to watch you come and go, hoping for a note, that you might know,
that night and day I stay close by, with the hope, that you may come my way,
a smile a touch would be so grand, but you are busy with so many things, there in the land of U. A. E,
tho I would walk the burning sands, I would not be alone, for there would be others,
smitten as I, in our lonely quest for you ... Sighhh
Mad Poet ================== 9:36 AM 1/16/2006
You are my friend , you are so dear, and your birthday is very near,
blessed is the day you were born, to have met you has been so fine,
and now I wish you many happy birthday returns...
kiss kiss HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Nickey your mad poet .. sighhh
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10:03 AM 1/16/2006
He is so rude he is so crass, he surely is a pain in the a-s,
why I bother I realy don't know, cuz he is quite mad as he surly knows,
I'll delete him more than that, Ignore is where he'll be at,
then I'll be free, of all his words, his nonsence and foolish words...
Sighhh kiss kiss Mad Poet =================== 7:50 A.M. 1/20/2006
Written by request..
Thought I been married quite a while, oh how I want a child,
hubby does his very best, yet there is no movement in my nest,
I pray and try most every night, hoping that the moment is right,
when he and I in our joining, will cause a new life, that for which I am longing,
but in the end God will say, when "HE" wants me to have that child to love and raise...
Kiss kiss Mad Poet =================== 12:00 P.M. 1/23/2006
She ponders at her screen, worrying about every thing all to no avail as things will work as they will,
all we can do it seems to be, is to hope for the best,
while we try to get thru every day's "mess"...sighhh
Mad Poet . ============== 9:44 AM 1/23/2006
To Poland I must go thru the mountains and freezing snows,
for there she is this sweet young thing,
upon each word I am waiting, more and more each day, how she takes my breath away... sighhh
Kiss kiss Nickey your Mad Poet.. ======================= 11:14 A.M. 1/25/2006
Some musing...
Why does everyone rush to go on line, open there I C Q and Messenger,
wanting to read messages sent, yet they hide their presence
Invisibility they prefer, tho why, I really don't know,
I thought the purpose was to meet and talk with people round the world...
A puzzlement..sighh
MP ======== 9:07 P.M. 1/27/2006
Saturday morning lots to do even tho I am holding you,
need to fix things round the house, need to set a trap for the mouse,
need to wash the car, work on washing machine as well,
all this I must surely do, but only after I spend a few more moments holding you...
Kiss kiss Mad Poet..
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