POOF for December 16, 2012: Have a Very Merry Christmas

Greetings and Salutations:

It’s clear the gag order they put down when they got everything positioned is being held. I do know they were busting a hump this week to get the rest done. The pres doesn’t need to be in the WH for everything to proceed, where ever airforce 1 is, so’s the WH. We have our original constitutional treasury back and they did something with the fed, in other words, the ‘setup’ is done for a wonderful xmas. The mystery of the ‘moment’ lies in this silence. Be good and be ready because Santa’s coming to town.

Be at Peace and step into your glorious future. The door is open, now step lively.

If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property – until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.”Thomas Jefferson

Consultation’s available until the door bell rings.

Love and Kisses,

Poofness

WHERE YA GOIN

I’ve seen crimson roses growing through a chain link fence
I’ve seen crystal visions sometimes they don’t make sense
You can see the future, it don’t make no difference
Just don’t talk about it, babe you know I love the suspense
I once build a mansion, then I tore that mansion down
I fixed up the penthouse, one day I burned it to the ground
Working in the basement, trying not to make a sound
I just keep on building and that wheel just keeps turning ’round
I remember when she was everything, everything to me
When that hollow sun has finally fallen in the sea
Where you going, where you going, where you going to be
I’ve heard golden laughter glowing from the jailhouse walls
I have seen a garden growing where the rain don’t fall
I would love to linger but I still hear the mountain call
You and I don’t need goodbye we’ll meet at the fountain after all
I remember when she was everything, everything to me
When that morning star comes rising from the silver sea
You’ll be going, You’ll be going, You’ll be going with me

Writer : JIMMIE DALE GILMORE, DAVID HAMMOND
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

BORDERLAND

Songwriters: GILMORE, JIMMIE DALE / HAMMOND, DAVID ALLEN

Well, I headed back to the Borderland
When the home-guard went insane.
No use trying to work with people
Who can’t tell fire from rain.
The Judge had tried to hitch a ride
But I only took him half way.
Friends are friends, but in the Borderland
You can’t be careful of what you say.

The Sheriff sent me every warning he could
But I knew more than he.
My home is both sides of the Borderland
So he knows where I’ll be.
The Businessman in a sleek sedan
Thought he could beat me here,
But roads fade out before you reach the line
And the signposts disappear.
So good to be home in the Borderland
Where things are not what they seem.
So good to be home in the Borderland
Between the dawn and the dream.

The brown-eyed girl from the battleground
Had just met me half-way.
The Border-Guard had let her pass
But said you could not stay.
She gazed upon the mountain above
And she reached out her hand.
The she let go with all her might
And loved the Borderland.

So good to be home in the Borderland
Where things are not what they seem.
So good to be home in the Borderland
Between the dawn and the dream