What Can I Say? Re-Posted & Updated

It is

Sunday,

the day of rest.

So I am

Re-Posting

a

Post

from

December 1st, 2013.

 A true story about my life.

*****

I didn't take that fork in the road,
which would have taken me,
heading down the path of
Fame And Riches.
Before I go any further,
let me just say,
I am very happy with the life I have had,
and am still having!
Knock on wood.
I have
Seven Wonderful Children,
Thirteen Beautiful Grandchildren,
and
One Great Grandson.

That,
in itself,
is all the riches I'll ever need!
Because,
for a long part of my life,
not even my
Parents
thought that I would
have a
Family.
What I'm trying to say here is,
we all come to those
"Forks in the Road"
during our lives,
and the decisions we make at those intersections,
is never a wrong one.
 
Regret is the evil speed bump in our roads.
It eats away at any happiness you might have,
if you don't let yourself be content,
with what you have
or where you are in life.
In my life,
I believe,
I had at least three good opportunities,
to get involved,
at some level,
in the
Music Industry.
I'm not foolish enough to think that I could have become a
Rock Star,
or anything like that.
I mean I could have made a living at it.
My first opportunity?
Like most
Musicians
starting out,
I was involved in a local band which would perform on any occasion,
for any price,
around the town we grew up in.
In my opinion,
the four best
Musicians
in our area were playing at a local venue,
so I decided to go see them perform.
The lead singer of the band didn't show up,
so after thirty minutes,
when they were supposed to open,
they asked me if I would sit in
and sing for them.
My choices came down to this.
If I would have sung for that band
and done well,
my local reputation would have grown.
I would have had better opportunities to play with the best local talent.
If I had failed miserably,
I thought at the time,
that I could have never lived through the humiliation.
So I didn't do it.
If I had,
I probably would have learned so much more about music,
so much quicker,
that I could have played
Professionally
a lot sooner.
Second chance.
I was asked to become a roadie for the band
Cheap Trick
by their road crew manager.

This time around,
I had a full time job,
a steady girlfriend,
and was in a popular local band called
Politixs.
We had a demo being played on the local college radio,
so I felt pretty good about things.
So I chose the safe
and secure way.
I stayed put.
I kept the routine I knew best
and didn't take the roadie job.
The problem was,
nothing ever stays the same in life.
Things are always changing.
It wasn't long afterwards that my girlfriend left me,
the company I worked for laid me off,
the band
Politixs
broke up,
and I totaled my
Cadillac Eldorado Convertible.
All in a two week period.
Third.
The last band I was in,
"Two Buck Howie with the Exact Change,"
decided to cut a professional demo cassette recording before I moved to
California.
I know it's hard to understand what a cassette is,
but
Compact Disks
hadn't even come out yet.
A local
Talent Agent
asked if we were interested in signing with his agency.

He heard a little bit of the demo
and knew me from my days in the band
Politixs.
My problem was,
I already had plans to move to
California.
I took the
Master Recordings
and never told the other guys about the
Agent.
Then I left it all behind
and moved to
Sunny Southern California.
And I would do it all over again,
the same way,
because of
Henrico,
Monchito,
Beverly,
Danielle,
Jamie,
Maryallan,
and
James Jr.

Thank you kids.

I love you all,
and all of your children,
and my
Great Grandson
too!

This is,
Having No Regrets,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“I've seen and swam and climbed and lived and driven and filmed. Should it all end tomorrow, I can definitely say there would be no regrets. I am very lucky, and I know it. I really have lived 5,000 times over.”
  -Benedict Cumberbatch -

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Saturday Science Day

August 21st, 2017.

The date of the

Total Eclipse

which goes across the

United States.

This is the first total eclipse of the

Sun

visible from the contiguous

United States

(excluding Alaska and Hawaii) 

since

February 26, 1979.

The last time a total eclipse was visible from 

Coast To Coast

was on

June 8, 1918.

 

Go to your nearest

Telescope Store,

Hobby Store,

or any store selling protective eye ware for the eclipse,

and buy yours now.

You don't want to wait until the last minute

and miss out!

If you don't want to stand outside to watch the eclipse live,

the

Science Channel

will be broadcasting the event on

August 21st,

starting at noon

Pacific Time.

So don't miss out on this one,

because it is one of those,

Once In A Lifetime Events!

This is,

Already Bought My Protective Gear Today,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“The good thing about science is that it's true whether or not you believe in it.”
  -Neil deGrasse Tyson -

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Today We Get Our Groove On!

It is

Friday,

here,

in my part of the

World.

A day in which we like to get our groove on.

That was not always the case in my life.

You see,

I grew up with an

Irish Catholic Mother.

And she wanted me to become a

Priest.

I went to a

Catholic Grade School

until

8th Grade.

I went to

Church,

as an

Alter Boy

six days a week

and on

Saturdays,

I went to

Catechism.

In

High School,

because of my beautiful

High School Sweetheart,

I discovered

Sex!

After that,

can you imagine the double slap in the face I would receive if I had become a

Priest?

First,

I would have had to give up sex,

and second,

I would have had to listen to everyone else talk about their infidelity in the

Confessional Booth!

*****

Raising seven children,

I was often asked if I had a favorite child.

I would answer,

Of course I did!

It was the cutest little girl you ever did see.

blond hair, blue eyes, and the biggest dimples. 

 She lived right next door to us,

because she was my neighbor's kid!

 

Why can't you hear a

Pterodactyl

going to the

Bathroom?

Because the

P

is silent!

This is,

Hoping I Started Your Weekend With A Good Laugh,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
-Paul Terry -

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The Man From Mars - Episode Twenty Four

   "And if I refuse?"
   Words I will regret for the rest of my life.
   I mean, words Ponleak, the Man from Mars will regret for all of his life.
   It is beginning to be impossible to distinguish between what he felt during his days on Atlantis and how I feel inside, thinking it is I who has lived his life. The reverie of his past is so strong inside me, that I believe it was my past that I am reliving. It is coming to the point where I can't distinguish whose life I have lived and which is the dream. I know I must end this soon, or become lost between two existences. Lost inside Ponleak's memories and my own.
   But I cannot stop dreaming now. I need answers. If nothing else, but to find out what Ponleak meant when he told me that he thought the amulet might have had something to do with destroying Atlantis.
   The second, and I am using Earth's measurement of time, the second Chairman Vithu said, "I was hoping you would say that," Guards attacked from all sides, with their electric type cattle prods.
   I understood the moment the attack became apparent in my dream, that Security Chief Ponleak was ill prepared.
   These Guards were not the Security Forces under my command, I mean under the command of the Man from Mars, but were Special Forces assigned specifically to protect all of the Board Members from rioters or any other kind of outside threat.
   Somehow, Chairman Vithu had corrupted these Guards. Turning them against their original oath of protecting all Board Members, and turning them into his own personal army.
   And when they attacked, they just didn't come after me, they came after the Members who were shaking their heads in agreement with me. When I had made my speech about the apathy in the population of Atlantis. Hoping to change the mindset of the Chairman and most of the Board Members.
   I could see these Board Members were helpless, being electrocuted where they stood or sat.
   Not a sign of mercy in the faces of Vithu's Guards as they attacked.
   I was protected of course, through the power of magnetism coming from the amulet. As one Guard after another tried to poke his prod at me, it was deflected back at himself or someone standing next to him. In effect, when enough of them came at me at the same time, they electrocuted one of their own.
   I am not a Physicist or claim to be Scientist to any extent of the word. I am a Investigative Journalist, playing out a roll inside a dream, that Security Chief Ponleak once lived through. I didn't want to waste time trying to understand magnetism and electricity, and how they interacted or didn't interact in this case, because of my fear of losing myself in the life of Ponleak. I wanted to find out what happened on Atlantis and why Ponleak and his crew came to Earth those millions of years ago.
   I tried to move to the nearest Board Members, to try and extend my shield of magnetism around them, to save as many as I could, when I heard a scream. The scream, that I could feel, change Ponleak forever.
   I don't think Ponleak was in love with his assistant, but he cared deeply for her. And it was Nary who screamed. She was being electrocuted because of her association with me. I mean, with Ponleak.
   For no other reason, she had been deemed guilty and sentenced to death by Chairman Vithu, because of her association with me.
   I exploded with such anger and hatred that I would have to guess, at least the closes twenty-five to thirty Guards had their electronic prods explode in their hands.
   Some of them lost a limb, some only a couple of fingers, but all were bleeding and had a scared look on their faces.
   I would imagine, most of the Guards were thinking right about now, that they hadn't signed up for this. This, they were probably told, was going to be an easy killing and none of them were possibly going to get hurt.
   All the while this was going on, I could hear the voice of Chairman Vithu shouting, "Attack Ponleak. Attack him. He can't possibly stop you all!"
   Then, when I saw the limp, lifeless body of Nary fall to the floor, and three Guards continuing to prod her with their electric rods, I looked for Vithu for my revenge.
   I looked to where I heard his voice. Where he kept on reciting his only message of, "Attack Ponleak. Attack him."
   He was not a fool. All the time he was broadcasting his orders, he was slowly backing himself into a doorway for his escape. In case things did not go as planned I assume.
   And things were not going as he planned and as soon as he saw me look his way, he quickly moved behind the door and closed it.
   With a concentrated effort, of shooting a magnetic pulse his way, I exploded the door outwards, but somehow I knew I had missed my target.
   I tried following Vithu through his escape hatch but some of the more foolish Guards must have felt some kind of loyalty to the Chairman because they blocked my way.
   I could have, wait, there I go again. It wasn't me in that situation, it was Ponleak. The Man from Mars. He could have easily bulldozed his way through the line of Guards blocking his way to Chairman Vithu, but at that very moment he received a call on a telepathic implant. A calling system which each Atlantian can turn off and on at will inside their mind.
   "Vice President Ponleak. This is Security Officer Bopha." One of my personally trained special forces agent said. "Guards from the Members of the Board's elite security team have attacked your compound for the exploration of space. They were easily dispatched as a fighting unit by our security team, but a group of five to seven Guards have taken several scientists hostage, in the main office building of scientific study. They say they will kill all the hostages unless they see that you have relinquished power, have all of your special units surrender to the Guard, and that the amulet is handed over to Chairman Vithu. What are your orders sir?"
   It took a second for me to respond, only after the feeling of hatred towards Vithu diminish so I could think clearly.
   "Wait for me. I'll be there shortly." I barked out my orders. "Do not let anyone in or out of those offices and no one is allowed to communicate further with the Guards. I'll be the one doing the negotiations."
   With that, I sent a large magnetic pulse throughout the Board Member's chamber, effectively destroying the last electric rods still in use in the room.
   I heard screams of pain and grief from the Guards who were still holding onto to those rods when they exploded. Not caring what kind of hurt I put on those fools, as I left the building.

To Be Continued...

Next Thursday.

This is,

Thanking My Son

And His Friends For Letting Me Have Time On His Computer,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“You know, when you're young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you're living in someplace magical, like Atlantis must have been. Then we grow up."
- Deyth Banger -

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A Day In Court

I used a few
Latin
words in this story.
If you come across any
Latin
that you do not understand,
there are definitions at the end of the story.

A Day In Court

Stenographer: Raphael Angel.

This is the transcripts of the Defendant’s speech after the Judge asked him the traditional question, “Do have anything to say in your defense?” 

Defendant:

Yes.

He pauses. Staying seated, he continues.

We have all heard the verdict read by the Head Juror inside this courtroom today.

After it was read, I could hear an uproar from those of you attending these proceedings who are against this verdict.

But, alas, I also heard sighs of relief and the sounds of Hallelujah coming from those of you who are in favor of this outcome.

Myself, I just sat there reflecting while it was read. I was thinking. “Where might have I gone wrong? Why was I found guilty?”

The decision has been decided by, what you all call, a jury of my peers. Five hundred emotionless, supposedly unbiased Professional Citizens from within our Caelestis Solar System who are bred for the Sanctity and Integrity of our Laws. Laws which were laid down from the beginning by the First One.

These so called Professionals were raised, since the day of their cloning birth, to have no prejudices at all. This allows them to decide judicial cases without preconceived notions of guilt or innocence.

The problem? The Experts who run these Cloning & Birth Facilities are only beholden to the First One himself. There are no check and balances if he decides that the Professionals should be cloned to lean towards a certain philosophy about judicial matters. We have no way of knowing if these Professionals have been tampered with.

I might add, it would be his philosophy they would lean towards, not mine.

The First One? We all know his name but few dare say it. It is Deus.

So there, I've said it. Punish me some more.

He pause here, momentarily in his speech, as he rises from his chair.

We are led to believe that he is the creator of all. All that is out there and all that will be.

It is true that he is our leader. Our mentor. All of us, his disciples.

We, who are the oldest and most advanced race of beings in the Cosmos, The Guardians, once looked to him as our father, as we should have, as infants of a race and needing the time to grow into adulthood.

The heart of his Kingdom is the Planet we stand on, Caelum, which the First One tells us, was created by him before the Guardians could come upon the Universe.

Then our Species started to grow and multiply. Once our race had flourished enough to reach the outermost edges of the Cosmos, we became the First One's Protectors and his Emissaries. We became his Advocates and his Caretakers.

Caretakers of this Garden of Eden we call a Universe.

Thus the name, The Guardians.

We loved him and he loved us as a Parent loves his children. We were one within a family.

Then we stood side by side with him as Architects. Creating new life and spreading it out so it would reach the ends of the Macrocosmus.

After we rested, we became the teachers to the Collectiveness that was created.

The First One was a proud father to us all.

Pauses again.

Yet any head of a family should know that his descendents might disagree with his point of view from time to time. Especially in this utopia we live in. Where all Scions are taught that they have free will and should explore new ideas and new insights into our souls with this freedom.

We were also told that we are the Sire's equal.

Pause.

So why, if equality were really the case between us, would the First One incarcerate me with no evidence? Persecute me as if I am an inferior being who disagrees with a superior life form?

I'm the Commander and Chief of the Guardian Empire. I'm the highest ranking official next to the First One himself.

Have I not earned respect from my fellow Guardians? From my peers? From the populous of Caelum? From Deus himself because of my station in life? Not to be put on trial and humiliated by the Professional Citizens who hide behind a veil of charges that are clearly Politically motivated?

I've been implicated for Heresy and Nihilism against Empyreus and our leader. Yet I hear not one word from Deus about my plight, why have I been accused, and what he has to do with it.

Why does not the First One ask me what my motivation is? What I'm trying to accomplish for him, for our kind, and for me personally. Heresy against the First One? Nihilism against the Guardian Empire? Publicly tried and humiliated by my peers?

What is he afraid of? That the legions of Guardians will choose me over him as their leader? That the life we created together in the Universe will no longer worship Deus the Almighty, but instead bow down to me, Zabulus the Destroyer?

Short pause.

Our race is almost as old as the Universe itself. Only a half billion Light Years less.

In the beginning, not knowing if the basis of life existed elsewhere in the Universe, with the blessing of the First One, our kind set out, determined to discover the diversity of intelligent life throughout the Macrocosm.

With trillions of Galaxies to choose from, with each containing millions to billions of stars to explore, and with almost every Sol having its own orbiting Planets for us to study, the overwhelming feeling of solitude filled our minds and our hearts when it was discovered that we were the only beings with awareness of self.

I am not talking about the fundamental awareness such as animals or plants have, but that of an eternal life force. As you and I would call our soul.

It was decided, by us who were exploring the vastness of space, that we should seed as many Worlds as possible with the ingredients for sentient life to develop.

With Time passing along at its usual speed, we watched what we had sowed. On each seeded World we stayed the ever diligent Guardians as the Universe began steaming with life.

I know this because I was there. Most of you, not even created yet.

I, Zabulus, was the First Guardian among us.

I have personally witnessed Galaxies forming, Stars burning into existence, and rocks becoming Planets.

On those Planets, I've watched vegetation grow from a single cell photosynthesis life form into the foliage that you recognize today. From a little pond of scum near the equator of a World, a small plant sprouts up, taking that first foot hold upon Terra Firma. Totally seeding the Planet's land mass within a few hundred years.

That growth of vegetation in turn gives opportunity for other basic life forms to evolve. The one cell organism which evolves into small crustaceans. Eventually, filling the Planet's oceans with life.

Then these creatures of the ocean evolve into something new. Giving birth to the land mass animals.

The Guardians were there to help nurture all the different specie's throughout the Universe. We cared for their evolutionary development on many of the habitable planets. If a over dominate creature was seen as not being able to become a sentient life force, we eradicate it so another species could take its place upon that World. We kept this up with each new creature, with each Planet, until we saw the makings of a life force that could produce a soul.

Pauses.

As you all know, and I assume this is why we're here today, I preach a doctrine opposite that of Deus.

There is a group of forward thinking Guardians, who feel the same as I, who came to me and asked if I would become their leader. Then, Princeps of all Caelum.

Many of us feel that after giving birth to this new life across the Cosmos, we should be praised and worshiped by each species. Most of us crave for this adulation. It enhances the strength of our own life force.

We gave life to the Universe, so it is only right that these lesser beings be instructed, taught, or if need be, manipulated into do our biding as we see fit. They should continually pay tributes to us. Sacrifice themselves mortally, to honor us gloriously.

I wanted to lead our species in a new direction. To secure our rightful place as the Universe’s Gods and Goddesses to these obsequious base life forms.

Since we, as Guardians, are the beginning of the Universe and creators of all existence throughout, their worship is owed to us. Just as any young child should honor his or her Mother and Father for giving the child life.

We are the first ones, the Guardians, the most prolific race in the 3rd dimension.

It is our right, our civic halls should bellow, to decide what life forms should live or die. Who are worthy and who are not to multiply. Have we not done this already? These sentient beings would not be here if it were not for the intervention of the Guardians. They owe us.

Long pause as the Defendant looks around at everyone in the courtroom.

There was a consensus agreed upon in the beginning between Deus and The Guardians. Once life had established itself across the Universe, each species would be free to choose its own path on how it would find enlightenment. Agreeing that these puny creatures throughout the Cosmos will have the same rights as we were given in the beginning. Hoping, that eventually, a race would grow intelligent enough to strive for enlightenment and become The Guardian's equals.

Time moves along and not all of us agree with this philosophy any longer. Our group craves the power of worship that the First One is keeping for himself. Each species, that we The Guardians nurtured into existence, knows only Deus the Almighty.

Praising only him, thanking only him, and paying tribute only to Deus for all he has done. Not knowing that the Guardians had just as much to do with their survival as anyone.

Why not share their worship between us? Giving us the equality in all things as the First One has promised.

But we are denied this homage from the different species of the Universe on the grounds that it would be blasphemy, it would be hierarchy, it would contemptuous, and just plain disrespectful to the First One.

He tells us that it is not his decision if he is adored by others. To the First One, it is a side affect he endures from giving a life form a soul.

By us requesting the First One to share with us this adulation from the lesser beings, it proves that we have fallen victim to the deadly sins of Vanity and Envy I am told.

Ha!

This is the kind of propaganda and political agenda that I am willing to fight against. I want to do this for you.

I am fighting this fight for you. All of you.

How could I or anyone of you let this happen to our kind? To our race?

We have just as much right to be worshiped as the First One.

The Guardians are the ones who spread life in the Universe. Sure, it was by his design, but it was us who accomplished the task.

Pause.

In this, my final statement, before your Honor passes judgment upon me, I would like to warn you all.

To those of you who are here to gloat over my punishment. To you who are here to witness my demise. And to you who have plotted against me from the start.

I am coming back. This is not a death sentence per se. This is only an inconvenience.

If you go ahead with the sentencing, I will be back with a vengeance.

I once had a Planet genocide itself so the overbearing, moralistic Creatures living there would die out. They would not worship me. My followers. Only the First One.

You know our Laws. My sentence, no matter how long I have to endure, it will end. And when it does, I'll be back to reward those who stand by my side.

For those of you who oppose me, I will send you to the void between the dimensions. I will destroy Worlds, Galaxies, the whole Universe if I have to. Countless beings will perish along with their souls if I am not crowned Omnipoténtem over you all.

So now you know who I am. What I represent. What I am capable of.

You should be able to understand that this fight against the status quo, will never end.

Disruption erupts in the courtroom as the Defendant's followers protest the verdict with violence at the end of his speech. The courtroom is cleared.

This is the transcript of the Judge's decision on the defendant’s punishment.

Judge:

Zabulus. I hear no remorse in your words.

At first you try to appeal to us so we will understand you. In the end, you threaten our way of life if we do not bow to your wishes.

This is not about who is worshiped and who is not. This verdict is about the corruption of your soul. The evil that has gripped it and will not let go of it.

I believe it has infected your mind as well.

I can see by your words that this punishment must be a harsh one.

I now sentence you to live a life, as you would call as a lesser being, for 101 years. You will have a far greater range of emotions to deal with than you have now. You will feel pain as you break your own bones. You will feel lose as you fall in love and that person soon dies. You will feel mental anguish as your disease ridden body deteriorates into uselessness. You will feel loneliness as you spend seven years alone in a coma. And in the end, you will die.

If after those 101 years, you do not feel remorse and ask for forgiveness from the First One, your sentence will be repeated. With each time, those memories you experience as a living creature, will be etched on your soul forever until you ask to be forgiven.

I will now pronounce sentencing for Zabulus, the Destroyer. It will be carried out immediately upon completion of this statement.

You, Zabulus, shall live as a Human Being on the Planet Earth for no less than 101 Earth years!

Final note. I thought I actually heard a scream of fright from the defendant as he was metaphysically transformed into an embryo in a humanus woman’s womb.

The End.

Or until 101 Years are Up.

Latin Words Used and What I Believe is their English Meaning:

Deus – God

Caelestis – Celestial

Deus – God

Caelum – Heaven

Macrocosmus – Entire Universe

Empyreus – Highest of all Heavens

Sol – Sun

Zabulus – Devil

Terra Firma – Earth

Princeps – Emperor

Per Se – In Itself

Omnipoténtem – Almighty

Humanus – Human

This is,

Telling Like It Really Happened,

Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“I feel the reason we are all here, our purpose of being, is to help others find their little piece of happiness and heaven right here on earth.” 

- Ken Poirot -

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