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About johnallenrichter

I am an aspiring Poet and adorer of life, a conqueror of nothing. However I am a champion curator of truth and friendship and hold both of those things most dearly to my heart. Welcome to my mind's eye. I hope you will enjoy what you may find and please know that you have a friend here.

Ted Legs

Along the road I found a frog
who told me his name is Ted.
Now Ted looked scared, I suppose,
cuz i stepped very near his head.

“Watch out!” Ted shouted loud and said
“Didn’t you see me here?”
“fraid not” said I with a sense of dread,
“never seen a frog named Ted anywhere.”

“Well I’m he, you sightless old Mister!” …
Ted said in anger-fied way.
(His face all puffy like a big ol’ blister!)
“What do you have to say?”

“I think you need to walk up here where people can see you.”
But that made Ted mad I think.
Cuz he just hopped away.
Real slow like.
hop….





hop….

I think it’s hard to make a dramatic exit if you are a frog named Ted.
But then a car rolled by and smashed him.
Too bad. I warned him to walk up where people could see him.
I think Ted might a had a couple of screws loose or sumfin.
We’ll be havin frog legs tonight…
What kind of wine does one serve with stupid-ass Ted legs?


King George and Irony

Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Franklin, Hamilton…. These names are just a few of the brave men who stood up against tyranny under the threat of capital punishment. A standing death warrant was issued and signed by King George for all of the men who fought the British during our American Revolution. That is because King George did not accept their insurrection as a war. He and the entire British government considered the colonist’s move toward independence as nothing more than a criminal uprising perpetrated by rabble-rousers. King George had in his Windsor Castle an indoor room with a seat and a pot underneath – for crapping. That is where he hung the colonist’s Declaration of Independence. So people could use it to wipe with. And the fact is that each day that these brave, intelligent and freedom-seeking men lived and breathed, they did so in the sheer terror that they could be apprehended and hung by the neck until dead at any moment. Freedom was that important to them.

In fact, one of the so-called “rabble-rousers” famously said “Give me liberty or give me death,” thereby openly defying the king’s death warrants. His name was Patrick Henry, and he went on to lead the effort to force the adoption of the Bill of Rights into our constitution as a means to curtail the newly formed federal government from usurping the powers away from our citizens and our great states. Unfortunately, the federal government reversed the spirit of the Bill of Rights with the 14th amendment, making themselves, being the federal government, the enforcer of those 10 enumerated rights as they applied to how the states treated their own citizens. They turned it upside down. The 14th amendment made states subservient to the federal government. Ironic that the Bill of Rights was created to avoid that. Sure, most people point to the idea in the amendment that all persons born in the United States would now be considered citizens. And I agree that was necessary verbiage in light of the freedom of slaves. But it’s the pork in the 14th amendment that needs to be struck down. ie., The ridiculous notion that the federal government rules over the states. Surely Patrick Henry is rolling in his grave over that. More importantly, it’s the thing that makes federal politicians today think they have the authority to tell you to wear a mask, to call someone by gender pronouns which they prefer, to usurp the second amendment which clearly states shall not be infringed…. “Doh, you know the thing…” Right, Joe? It doesn’t say “well it’s ok if you infringe in little baby steps like taking this gun away or that ammunition away.” No. That’s not what it says. In fact, there is only a period after “Shall not be infringed.” That round dot is called a period, which ends the sentence and the amendment. It’s round, but it’s not a loop. Nor is it a loophole that would allow anyone to infringe on our rights. The spirit of the 2nd amendment was to keep the citizenry armed at least to the same power of the federal government so that if tyranny should ever show it’s dodgy, old, Alzheimer’s riddled face the citizenry could take their country back. Period.

The people of the United States recently witnessed their system of voting completely destroyed by fraud. The election was stolen by fraud and concerted deception – as you might see done in some third world nation – and ironically often at the behest of America’s own CIA or State Department operations. Now they simply did it to ourselves as though it were a perfectly normal thing to do. And there are 76 million Americans who saw it happen and are outraged.

Our current federal government is nervous. I suppose at the time, during the heated campaign trail, when angry words flared and temperaments soared above normal societal norms, their sheer, frothing hatred for President Trump caused them to believe that he was such an inherently terrible and evil human that any measure to take the country away from him would be justified, including scheming to steal an election. All is fair in love and war, they say. But in newborn light of the next day, as they muddle through the hangover of their diabolical hate intoxication – they begin remembering little parts that they played, little schemes and mysterious ballots and the stench of something born of lunacy suddenly starts alarming what little sense of decency they have left. And now, in the light of new day, without the cloud of hatred obscuring their view of themselves – they are in fear.

Recently the FCC notified ARRL and every amateur radio operator in the United States that using their ham radios for the purpose of “crimes” is illegal. Criminal. Not war-time combatants, such as revolutionaries like Washington and Jefferson. But the government fears that the people will rise up and use ham radios for communication during a new revolution. If they didn’t feel guilty about stealing an election then why would they now fear that the people will rise up against them? Why were 26,000 troops ordered to D.C. on the day of inauguration. And no, I won’t capitalize that word when it applies to Joe Biden. To use a phrase from Joe, a phrase he used when answering questions about his alleged criminal son and his business partner, the Chinese government, “Nobody has said that.” Nobody has said they want to rise up against this government either Joe.

This much I know: I will not bear arms against my nation. The weird question is, though, if our nation has been stolen then, well, is it still our nation? That’s actually two questions. Time will eventually reveal the answers. If not now on this Earth then we will find out on Judgement day. On the day of reckoning, there will be nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. All of our sins will be revealed. My advice is simply to love God. And to love one another. Do these things and you will enter into the everlasting kingdom of Heaven. The things of this world are all of debauchery and evil. Ignore them. Pray for those who perpetrate hatred and evil. And also let them know that radio waves can be visualized from space. Even WIFI waves can be made apparent on a digital screen. If covert communication would be needed, then communication would have to be done with microwaves, smoke signals, or modulated laser beams. (Which can actually travel many miles. Laser beams can be reflected off the surface of the moon or be focused horizontally above the Earth’s surface for hundreds of miles.) But these signals should not be transmitted from a grounded station like a home or building. They are more easily detected visually than EM radio waves. So a small com-transmission package should be attached to a small flying drone operated by an Arduino chip to fly to a particular area and altitude, point in the proper direction, and send the modulated beam at a distinct time so the recipient will be prepared to capture the message. Again the recipient would use a drone in a remote area to detect the message. The sending Arduino should then issue the command to destroy itself and all elements on or in it.

Just joking! LOL! Our democracy will survive this people. It is certainly the worst actual sinful thing I’ve witnessed against our nation. But so what? We’re not whining cry babies and we certainly aren’t going to mimic the shameless actions displayed by the loony left for the last 4 years. By contrast we actually have moral and ethical standards. We won’t react by using fraud to steal elections. We only need to get better at detecting when they do it. I honestly thought Trump was prepared for that. And we also don’t need to commit violence. We are the majority. Don’t let all the outright lying from the media and 1 percenters in big tech and oil fool you. They are only in office through blackmail and fraud. Not because they have a majority consensus. In the end it’s just like Hank Jr. says: We will survive. And for those of you trying to trap mild-mannered respectable Americans into some sort of weird entrapment over ham radios, you should be ashamed of yourselves. And you’re working for the wrong side anyway. Please just put some thought into what you are doing.


John Wayne’s World

John Wayne once said “If there are 12 men in a room and you give each of them a dollar, when you come back in 10 years one man will have most of those 12 dollars.”

That is true no matter what sign you hang on the door of that room. Socialism, Communism, Marxism, or Capitalism. There will always be an elite few in any system that ends up with the majority of the resources.

The trick is to develop a system that uses the natural human sense of greed to benefit all members of society and not just an elite few. And if you think you are above the greed that all humans share then you might want to keep reading.

Only one of the above economical models uses human greed to an advantage for all citizens. That’s capitalism. Those who get rich in capitalisms can only stay rich or get richer by allowing those below them enough money to buy their goods. Capitalisms insures that a middle class will exist.

Those who get rich by socialism, Marxism, or communism do not need the people below them to have money. In fact the elites in such systems actually require the people beneath them to remain poor in order for themselves to stay rich. There is simply no middle class. Resources are owned by the elites, and they have no competition which means that they can demand anything of their i9mpoverished people for basic necessities like food and water.

In such a nation of 90% impoverished people, like Venezuela, where people must develop black markets and learn to lie and break laws merely to stay alive, what are their chances of getting their government to organize some plan to combat greenhouse gasses or global warming? How interested will these starving people be in saving the whales or other animals in jeopardy of extinction? If they spend most of their day scrounging around dumps and trash pits to find bits of wood to heat their one-room homes during the winter, how much concern will they have for state-run police agencies that go rogue and kill political opponents? Do you think they will organize a protest against their government while their children go hungry at night? Do you think they will even return home alive after attending any such protests? Do you really think they will be allowed to protest their socialist/communist government?

When the Covid virus took hold in the U.S. consumers went out on a mad rush to purchase toilet paper. For those of you reading this 100 years from now, yes, I said we had a mad run on toilet paper. Stores had trouble keeping it stocked and people were stockpiling several months supplies of it.

At the time of this writing the majority of people in socialist run Venezuela have not seen toilet paper in years. It was gone form their commodities long before Covid was released. In other mostly socialist nations around the world finding toilet paper in a public restroom is extremely rare because the citizenry steals it as soon as it gets stocked. These governments think the answer is to develop mechanical ways to prevent the theft of toilet paper from public restrooms. The rest of us know that is not the answer. The answer is for these socialist nations to simply adopt a quasi-capatalism system like China has. It has made them the most powerful nation sustaining the largest population in the world.

For anyone who believes that ushering in socialism will somehow give you some advantage over others – unless you are at the top of the political food chain, my friend, you have been fooled by them. You will be soon forgotten once they get power.

The only reason we see these protests and riots currently destroying our inner cities is that we already live in the free-est nation that ever existed. We have full authority to voice our opinion on any topic at any time any where. We can go protest the police or global warming any time and be assured that afterwards we can come home safely to our comfortable air-conditioned or heated home and enjoy things like Hamburger helper that at least 50% of the rest of the world’s population can only envy. We can enjoy our daily heated shower and indoor plumbing which flushes the waste of our lives completely away, including the toilet paper that we wipe our butts with. We can get in our affordable automobile and drive anywhere we want to – literally anywhere in the world because U.S. citizens are welcome around the globe. You can create a commodity or sell a commodity or work in a factory with a 401k that insures your retirement. The average American goes from cradle to grave without being hungry or homeless for a single day of his or her life. And during that life he receives the best medical treatment that has ever been available in the history of the world. That’s because some capitalist invented the x-ray, the cat-scan, the other scan I can’t even remember the name of right now, even penicillin was created by a capatalist and it has saved my own life at least once. This new vaccine coming for Covid was created by a capatalist system in record breaking time of any vaccine ever.

So, tell me honestly, what exactly is socialism supposed to fix? Rogue racist cops? We already have laws against rogue racist cops. We all want them put into prison. There is no argument there. Antifa, the terrorists who want to beat us and force us into submission? That’s pretty much the definition of fascism.

If you think socialism is the answer to all of your ailments then please move to a socialist country. Because as our president, President Trump has said, and millions of us agree, “This country will never become socialist.”


Climate Change Reincarnation

Waiting for the clouds to wane-
the fog lifts ever so slowly.
From birth to death and then again-
our stations always so lowly.

Tho’ even we kings with all our might and power,
blessed with things like toilets and showers,
and little pots of mums that die slowly in the fall.
We see the message, the epitaph, written on the wall.

Fatten ourselves with milk and honey ’til life is done,
ignoring others who suffered and perished with none.
Is that why He sent His only Son?
So we can see what we’ve become?

Quietly the geese said goodbye to me today,
much earlier than I thought they may.
Perhaps it is their own little cognizant way
to say perhaps, or perhaps to say,
“We’re getting to hell out because you people have gone nuts.”

Is it more important to “save the planet” or to love one another?
Christ only mentioned one. But can we do both?


Cain and Abel – Relevant?

Is the story of Cain and Abel relevant to today’s society? It’s not cool to kill your brother. I mean WAY not cool. But do we need religion to learn that? If we had no religion at all – would we all be chaotically killing our siblings with out any moral compass what so ever? As though only learning these tales in the Bible can stop us all from becoming atheistic murderous hedonistic plebes?

I love my brother. He’s dead now. But I still love him. (And no. I didn’t kill him.) There is no amount of imagination in this world that would ever bring me to believe it would have been OK to kill my brother. Nor even to harm him. And I couldn’t imagine ever hurting one of my sisters either. Especially not for something like petty jealousy. If I could have ever been so enraged by jealousy that I would want to kill my siblings then all of them would be dead already. Because all of them are much better souls and more successful at life than I am. That doesn’t make me jealous though. It makes me happy to know how wonderful they are and that I was able to share this world with them. They love me. And I love them. The only drawback is that I feel a bit worried about my own relationship with God and ability to drudge on through life in His good blessing. But my brother and sisters aren’t the cause of that worry. Instead they are my bedrock, my inspiration to do better.

The story of Cain killing Abel is irrelevant. In fact it could become a stumbling block to our own faith. Because it makes us indifferent to Cain as a child of God. At the end of that story the hero is obviously Abel, whom God loved and revered so intensely more than the love He held for Cain. So most of us come to love Abel. If we had lived during his time and worked in the fields beside him, helping to tend his sheep, singing with him during happy moments, aching with him during the hard parts, and crying with him during the sad – we would have come to hate Cain for killing Abel. We already do kind of hate Cain for what he did just by knowing the story. So in a way – that story is kind of like gossip. Gossip is sinful because gossip causes hatred. And hatred can grow into murdering your brother if the smoke from your burnt sacrifice doesn’t rise to Heaven.

How many of us sent a sort of silent little prayer to God for Abel when we first discovered the story? Or at least experienced a little twinge of sympathetic emotion for Abel – which is still a little prayer. I think most of us don’t realize it. But that little twinge of emotion IS communication with the Spirit, and communication with the Spirit is definitely communication with God.

Religion teaches us to compartmentalize prayer into something in it’s own sort of benevolent category. We are taught that God is the Omnipotent Supreme Being whom we must adore and obey or suffer His wrath. We are taught that our prayer must be a complete reverent transcending anomaly above the flesh we live in and our prayer must be just this way or just that way in order to be respectful to God. And that prayer is on the highest order of solemnity. BS. We as humans build respect naturally for those who love us. God is not some cold entity who demands things of us and forces us by threat of might to love Him. He loves us. And we communicate with Him everyday whether we know it or not and whether we believe it or not. Because we love him.

Jesus didn’t tell us to “respect” God. He told us to love God. Like God loves us. And He told us to love one another, as God loves others too.

So how many of you have sent a little prayer to God for Cain’s salvation? Doesn’t Cain need our support a little bit more than the favored Abel? What about Judas of Iscariot? Have you asked God to forgive Judas? Is it ok to hate Judas – and hope that he rots in hell? Or did Jesus Christ Himself ask us to love Judas? And to love Cain? And to in fact did not Christ command us to love even the least of our brothers?

Jesus said of the sheep, “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me”. The goats, the unbelievers failed to do the very same. (Mt 25:35-36)

“I killed my brother Abel because I fell into hatred and jealousy. Because hatred and jealousy are sins. I sinned. Did you forgive me? Did you pray for me? Did you ask our Father to forgive me? Did you intercede for me? Did you visit me in purgatory? Are you a Samaritan who looked kindly upon my sprawled and broken carcass and who offered me water?

Ours is not to judge. Ours is to love. Sometimes quietly. Because those who sin can resent charitable acts borne of love. and our love can become a stumbling block to them. Please pray for these rioters and looters and arsonists and murderers. As Jesus Christ so nobly recognized many years ago – “Forgive them Father. For they do not know what they are doing.



Forgotten Moments

Tender things soothe us.
Like a kitten’s purr in fall –
Just a moment’s paw(se).



Tombstone Haiku

We are just tombstones,
melting away in the rain.
Soon to be nothing.



My Garden Now

Green beans sprouting in their own time.
Artichokes are still hiding ‘neath the soil.
Radishes perky green and pinky tops glowing.
Dandelions keep attacking the lettuce – Lettuce pray!
Eggplant’s long and waxy shiny tubes in the Sun.
Now that’s why this garden was begun!

Created for the wonderful group at D’verse Poets…. Victoria Slotto’s challenge of writing a quadrille – 44 words incorporating any variety of the word Garden… Extra Surprise – this one is an acrostic! too!


Flatter Yourself

It’s hard not to notice.

That you think of we as us.

And it boggles me because

I work hard at keeping you as nothing.

It’s not about you, Miss center of the universe.

You babbling attention grabbing center of this verse.

Oh me, oh my, he’s written something again,

And I’m sure it’s about me and my witchy hairy chin.

So listen to me and my crazy rant, so you will protect me from his irrelevance.

Watch him and hound him for my every chance,

To crucify and pierce him with my petty little lance.

For once long ago he showed me his soul. And so I must destroy him. It’s my one and only goal.

It might help you to know, you deluded squak,

That except for now I’ve never written or talked

About you.

Stop flattering yourself.


Death’s End

Tickling Death chases dawn,
smeared lipstick down her chin.
Torn knee pantyhose,
a stumbling fall,
one eyelash half unglued.

And yet comes life,
a starlight gaze, breaking Sun.

Moreso that, the lackluster gaze,
of Tickliing Death’s shadow, fading away into the cobblestones,
hiding for another day.

Until dusk again, old girl.
Better luck for you is only some day away.
That day, that holy day…
That day I’ll acquiesce,
and not kick your puny ass.
For that day God will rise,
and call me to a greater cause.
So that day you may have your way.
you cunt whore, your world, your life of pain and despair.
You will part your lips and swallow me whole,
leave me under your vanity skin so shallow.
Like a seed to grow and destroy you.

And I will be your last –
for after you will be sent to reign over the only dead.