Midnight in the desert 🛸 👽

 Last night,

Actually this morning,

As I was waking up, but in between 

Asleep and Awake,

I heard a signal code, or something like that.

Letters and Numbers,

Made sense to me at the time.

That’s when I knew it was a dream.

Fred said it reminded him of Art Bell,

Our favorite late night radio 📻 show,

Midnight in the Desert.

Funny, I did too 😎 🛸 👽 

Grok had a little fun…

Virginia: A Long Long Time Ago

 

Mom

 Mom ❤️

Yesterday is her Birthday.

I moved this post to Saturday because 

Our perpetrator BOLO is now pinned on my X,

Indefinitely.

Our perpetrator BOLO is now pinned on my X, Indefinitely.

 Our perpetrator BOLO is now pinned on my X, Indefinitely.

Land of the Free.
There are consequences for infringing on our rights,
Property and the pursuit of happiness.
I love the land of my birth,
Yet the justice sometimes,
feels just out of reach.@CBS6 https://t.co/emBcIJpC4N

— Mary Gerdt Parler:Alvarita1 (@marygerdt) July 4, 2026

Just Us

 This is not to be judgemental only to explain the pain of lawyering and why I believe the justice system is flawed. I thank my forefathers that I am free to write what I want in this, my blog haven. Someday perhaps Hunter will wonder what happened to us and this is how I saw things. by Alice Karma.

Hallways of Just us 

By Alice Karma


We stood there shivering in fear, 



I am comfortable in a hospital ICU where I worked and knew what to do, what to expect, 

Not these scary halls of justice where lawyers stroll in in all black and saunter while we shiver. 



Out darts our lawyer, pulled away from all his expensive research he had done, 

We didn't know he charged us over 10 thousand dollars for the research that failed to nail down the real facts. 



He returns face blank, washed of color, breathless because he doesn't want to tell us 

Our opponents want us gone, they want all the money and property and they hate us. 



I think, why do they hate us so?

Can they do that I ask? Now in a panic over losing what we have had, where we lived and now who we loved. 



How could that lawyer say such bad things about us that our lawyer cannot even tell us, but that ashen look says he believes the other guy, that big imposing confident powerful I win every case I try attorney.



How little I knew then about the halls of just us. 



Just us two people, so minor to the world, accused of heinous crimes without anyone calling the police. 

Just us, two children who were taught to do as your parents say even if your parents wanted to beat you or accuse you and lie because someone told them to.

Just us, choosing then the wrong path, fear, afraid we would never see them again, fear we would have to lose everything we had worked for, fear of losing, fear of winning, afraid to the core.



Just us, our attorney already looking at us out of the corner of his eye, figuring the big I know everything attorney really meant that we are evil incarnate and if he says something, he must be telling the truth because he would not lie or bend the truth.



This is the halls of just us.

 

Dagen Bucklesby 🐈‍⬛

 

From the Diary

 

My Grandfather

 

A light moment in the White House

 

I imagined a light hearted moment with his son, Tad

A day or days before the assassination of President Lincoln 💔😢

Today the Work Begins Again

 Today 

The work begins again.

The USA 

250 years and 1day.

Don’t argue with me about exact dates,

It’s the Idea.

A new beginning,

Yes, the founders were not naive School boys.

They were Men on a mission.

Dare I say, commissioned by God,

To write the Constitution of the new Republic.

Independence Day 2026

 

Independence Day is tomorrow. What a glorious country we live in.