You must have been in the Octupus' Garden. You probably arrived there on a yellow submarine.

Did you enter through a turnstyle where you met a girl with kaleidoscope eyes?

What an amazing story! But I just discerned how you got into their studio. Surely you came in through the bathroom window!

Did they have a funeral for those chaps from Liverpool? Lots of lonely hearts' clubs after they parted ways, or . . . parted waves of pop music history.

This is a fascinating magical mystery tour to an ancient timezone. Sunday's on the phone to Tulin; Tulin's on the Web to me, oh yeah!

Whatever happened to Billy Shears?

Thank you for sharing your perspective here on Medium.

However deep this pool of memory is, no one can fathom.

Rather than write a long comment here, I will request your hearing of a song that I wrote and recorded, back in 1977; it touches on these matters of the human spirit:

Sitting Bull's Eyes

This is not my posting on youtube, but someone else's:

As a fellow-writer, I have a suggestion. I hope you do not see as inappropriate.

I recommend reading Jesus' "sermon on the mount", which is found in a book called Matthew, beginning in chapter five.

I have been gleaning from that wisdom since 1978, and can testify there is nothing new or new age about that message.

Martin, may peace be with you.

Using these four letters, design something meaningful: D-R-W-O.


Make any sense to you . . . ?

Well, the arrangement at the end does: WORD.

Yeah, that works. An arrangement that has meaning. That’s what we’re looking for.

So we find: At the…

In the year 2000, Microbiologist Dr. William Theseus’ is on the phone explaining to a colleague his research assistant’s life-threatening spinal cord injury . . .

“What happened?”

“It’s a long story. I won’t trouble you with it, but he was stabbed.”

“And the spinal cord was severed?”

“We think…

Signs of the trouble have been evident for a while. People need to be aware of the dangers, and learn from the warning signs that we find in 20th-century history.

In the interest of making people aware of 20th-century dangers, here’s an excerpt from my 2007 novel, Glass half-Full.


In the beginning was Word, and Word brought forth hydrogen on the one side and helium on the other.

And it was grand.

And in the grand space between Hm and He, Word brought forth the elements, and at first they were formless and void, and voidness was over the…

Feed widows and orphans.

Bless poor people.

Be gentle. Strive for righteousness.

Be merciful. Try to keep your motives pure.

Make peace.

Don’t get riled when people insult you and persecute.

Don’t even get bent out of shape when they lie about you.

Don’t be afraid to let your light…

(also known as Don’t do this; don’t do that.)


“Don’t Tread on Me!”

Patriot Christopher Gadsden designs a serpentine symbol to depict — and protest — the tyranny of the British king, George III.


Don’t Destroy our Union!

President Abraham Lincoln commemorates the brave sacrifice of soldiers at…

To be, or not to be, that is the question:

to be a law-abiding citizen of our USA,

or a rebel at the Capitol insurrection?

to be constructively active in our American way,

or to wreck our Capitol on a trumped-up suggestion?

To do, by riot, what ought not to be done?

No! let them do the right thing and repair our Union!

To assault our Capitol in another riotous run?

No! but by orderly governance cast out the confusion!

So on August 18 the trumpers didn’t come

for another riotous Capitol run.


Glass half-Full

Carey Rowland

Author and Publisher of 4 novels and 900 blogs, 40-year husband and father, Christian, radical centrist

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