New York Mets baseball began this week in Spring Training games.

The possible line up could be:

7  Jose  Reyes  SS
1 Luis Castillo 2B
5 David Wright 3B
15 Carlos Beltran CF
21 Carlos Delgado 1B
18 Moises Alou LF
19 Ryan Church RF
23 Brian Schneider C

The starting pitchers:

57 Johan Santana P
45 Pedro Martinez P
33 John Maine P
46 Oliver Perez P
34 Mike Pelfrey P Mee the Mets, meet the mets, Greet those mets greeting them in style.

Anyway, Duanar Sanchez is showing some better sides this year and going to definitely prove who he really is. His confidence is back hopefully.

It seems like the mets could really win it all this year up to the World Series, but we shall see because we must all always stay positive. The mets got a bit slumpy last year, and may be this year they won’t do that since they have Johan Santana.

Anyway, LET’S GO METS!

out, J

The eternal one up there is watching over us. Yet, how much is he looking at us, hearing our words, taking our own prayers, and up there most of the time.

I find that people worry too much about that especially people that are religious in any religion. Religion is man-made and everyone and every religion interprets faith differently and how that faith is revealed is very subjective.

Jewish people will say I AM RIGHT, Christians and there are heck of a lot of Christians there the majority of the world will say NO, I AM RIGHT, people who study the Koran will say NO, I AM RIGHT, people who study any other type of religion will swear up and down I AM RIGHT.

The fact of the matter is that, NO BODY IS RIGHT!

Every one has their feelings in life about what is out there, but if you stop thinking about religions that are man-made and start thinking about just becoming a person and living your life just doing it, then life will be better off. There are so many resentful people out there that turn against others because they are not believing in what they want you to believe in.

Every one has their own religion and every one who talks words out of their mouth every minute of every day speaks in prayers to the eternal one up there.

Be careful with every word you say since every sentence can be considered a prayer.

Most people think that prayers are when you read a book in temple, church, or whatever you call it, but that is not true. Prayers can be whatever words you want to say to the eternal one up there.

Forget what others write and tell to you to read, just say it from your heart because that is the only way a prayer gets out in the open and that will help you get to where you want to be at.

There are too many voices of people in the world, a lump sum of approximately 500 billion people probably that need to be heard. The world is overcrowded and that is why people probably don’t say their own prayers and wisdom to the faith.

Prayers to faith comes and goes, but prayers in religion stays because people want to read what others write. Yes, what others write is history of the religion, but its not your own prayers.

I am not saying to not read that history because if that history means something to you by all means read it, but don’t forget your own prayers and wisdom too.

Take it easy,

out, J

Alone,

by Jason Ross

Thinking of you,
everyday of my life
falls out of place
in life.

Thinking of you
dreaming of you
in my sleep, comes
a time when I no longer can.

Thinking of you
in this world
with a life of your own
in a world so different.

There comes a time
where we just move on
and empty our lives
out of sync, out of nowhere.

Nowhere to be found
nowhere to be seen,
nowhere  to be heard,
but the sounds of the birds in the sky.

Traveling to other places
seeking you out, can be wrong,
really really wrong, since I
need to move on.

Heading in to the light,
I walk without you,
Heading towards people
that will explore me without you.

Now has come the time
to move on, and on, and on,
till the day I sit at home,
pondering in my chair old and grey.

So this is the lesson
I learned from life,
show your feelings, but not too much,
show them until the other has seen you.

Seen you, seen me,
for the utter words of yours and my
wisdom, and our love we care to give,
but only to the one that gives the love right back.

Sittting on a rock nearby,
I sit and sit,
waiting and waiting,
till the day I find another like you.

out, J

Chloe,

by Jason Ross

she sits on a step
waiting to walk,
waiting to walk
till it has come time
to find her mate.

She lives
in a place filled
with trees and
gardens showing
off her figure.

Her white coat
is as white as the
sheep that fly over
your sleep at night,
or an angel flying in the sky.

She jumps,
she screams,
she yelps,
she frees her soul
to the utter feelings of her desires.

those desires
show the light
those desires
show the emotions
of herself.

She brings out
the best in me,
she brings out
the best in
everyone.

Her spark
brings the
spirit in the
heat of the
moment of everyone around.

whether good,
bad, or during
the hardest of
times. The life
of her seems to shine in and out.

When things go
wrong, you just look
and see, and what
do you get is a trip
and a half of sightful euphoria deep within…

So grab your hat,
grab your gear,
sing a song that
cheers the jeers,
and liven up for the:

Cute, Hungry, licks on Everyone…

take it easy and enjoy the pic and we go back to our work and my work indeed,

out, J

PS working on the books that I need to read.

This is chloe in the midst of a snowstorm in New York. She seems to be following her descendent’s.