The "Old Block" Tells All.

  It is a matter of belief, I am afraid that I have had many encounters with “afterlife entities” and afterlife experiences, but no concrete, empirical proof to exhibit in a court of law. “Hearsay” thrown out of court! “Dreams” tossed out on their proverbial ears! “Fears” dismissed soldier! “Hair standing up on the back of my neck from a mysterious cold spot” oh please, who do you think you are fooling, man! “The voice of my very own Uncle saying, ‘Everything’s going to be alright!’ (At his own funeral no less), Poppy Cock!” “Go peddle your horse urine somewhere else, old man!” “I DON’T BELIEVE IT!” So, is religion the answer? Okay, which one? Do you believe in resurrection, reincarnation, or reparation? (We never got our 40 acres and a mule, did you? Oops! “Wrong type of reparation, sorry, my bad!”) Religion in modern times, is employed more as a weapon than a helpful tool! Proper religion should prepare it’s constituents for the possibility of afterlife conditions. Some clerg...

  Look what just pulled into my parking lot today! (No, just kidding!) The phone rang and there was a commotion in the background, (I could barely hear who was calling). The voices of giddy young women rang out with “OOH’s” and “AHH’s” ensuing. It was my “Brother From Another Mother”, Clifton C.E. W., and he had drawn a crowd of female admirers by merely parking outside my apartment. No, he is not a player, (anymore). No, he was not driving one of his fancy sports cars this time. He was just passing through on his way to San Diego, California! Here is what really pulled into my parking lot… And here is who got out, and caused the chorus of “Ooh’s” and “AHH’s”! Was it his classic “boyish” good looks that sparked the furious fuss or something sweet and tasty? The world will never know, but you are welcome to guess. Clifton has always been the flamboyant, romantic in our group of “BFAMs”. He always had the looks, cars, clothes, and smooth poetic words that magnetically att...

If you are a non-believer, or believe in a different Deity, please move on to the next post in the queue. If you are curious about other beliefs, stick around for a brief moment, as The Old Block shares his insights and life experience with the Blog Family. So, why do I believe in a higher power? My life has been one big unfunny joke, that the “Enemy of Mankind” has enjoyed cracking his evil ribs about, for more than 70 years. (In fact, my biography will be entitled “What’s So Doggone Funny”. Look for it on the book shelves within the next 10 years!) As a child I was plagued with visions, hauntings and nightmares, which I was too young and inexperienced to properly deal with. (Even today I am sometimes returned to places I feared as a child when I sleep too deeply! However, I am now adept and well-equipped to circumvent most if not all night visits. (Look for a future Blog on “Controlling Your Dreams”.) I never knew my birth father. He was an older man who gave my mother two childr...