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About Me
- James ( TwoBuck ) Hauenstein
- Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a weekly basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!
Sunday, August 14, 2022
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Sunday, July 31, 2022
A Letter To Julieta
A Letter to Julieta
I have been thinking about Love.
What is Love?
When I met you I found out what love isn’t. Love isn’t lust for someone or something you say because of intimacy. Love isn’t a battle between two egos or a competition. Love isn’t a convenience, an arrangement, a lie. Love isn’t settling for someone because marriage is something you’re supposed to do in life. Love isn’t trying to change someone, to mold them into something else. Love isn’t judging someone about their past. And Love is never, ever, an ownership of another.
What is Love?
Love to me is; a relationship, a partnership, companionship. Love is when a person’s happiness depends on the happiness of the other, and vice versa. Love is helping each other develop and achieve goals in life. Love is the joy of raising a family together. Love is talking. Love is listening. Love is understanding. Love is lifting one another up with encouragement, support, and giving each other confidence. Love is going through life together. In sickness and in health. Together enjoying the highs. Together battling the lows. Love is understanding if the other fails in something, you help them move forward. Love is knowing that if I win or lose, either way, you will be by my side. Love is laughing at my foolishness and loving me even more for it. Love is having a best friend who understands me for who I am. Love is a partnership with my best friend. Love is always you.
You are still by my side because your memory lives inside my heart, my soul, my mind. I am so lucky to have had you in my life.
See Honey, you are still teaching me.
Love You
*****
- Dr. Seuss -
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Tuesday, July 26, 2022
I Need A Little More Time In Life
“Yeah, but what if you went back and killed your own grandfather?" He stared at me, baffled. "Why the fuck would you do that?”
- Stephen King -
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Sunday, July 17, 2022
Life Is What Happens While You Are Making Other Plans
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Friday, July 8, 2022
Historical Fiction
"Dueling is not for boys. It is an honored way for gentlemen to settle their differences." answered the future President, Andrew Jackson.
"But a Mister Gregory King has dishonored me and my family. Refusing me the hand of marriage to his daughter Rachel and calling my family unworthy of being called patriots because my father, Pastor William Hamilton, did not fight in the war of independence against England."
"Yes, I know your father well." said Andrew. "He is a pacifist. Being a Pastor, a man of the cloth, he should not be expected to fight in any war."
"I must protect and redeem my family's honor." stated Aaron.
"You must think about this Aaron." said the fatherly Jackson. "If you kill Rachel's father, will she not hate you for this?"
"I have already resigned to the idea of losing the hand in marriage with the beautiful Rachel." Aaron says sadly. "She no longer reciprocates my undying love for her."
"Okay. I will be at Shepherd's Field at 10 minutes to noon tomorrow." Jackson replies. "I just hope your aim is true."
The sun was high in the sky at ten minutes to noon, beating the sweat down upon the four men's faces, here for a duel. The wind, was barely blowing the leaves along the tobacco fields on Shepherd's farm. A perfect fall day.
"You have not given me any advice on how to duel Mister Jackson?" questioned Aaron.
"If your aim is true, you will hit your target." replied Andrew. "Just remember, after the count of 20 paces and you turn to shoot, station your body like you are holding a sword. Stand sideways to Mister King. It will give him less of a target to shoot at."
The four men meet in the center of an open field. The two duelists grab a pistol each and line up back to back.
Gregory's second can be heard starting the countdown.
"One, two, three,......eighteen, nineteen, twenty!"
- Herbert Asbury -
