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Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

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August 6, 2017

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 3:28 pm

Greetings from the sand, sun, and  surf from the blessed shores of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the glorious island of Nantucket! It is the Second Day of August, 2017, a gorgeous summer day on a strip of land that time forgot….

Good to be with you once again,



June 12, 2017

“National Flip-Flop Day!”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 12:34 pm


From: William Montague III
(country gentleman)

To: The World

“…yeah, did you get that memo?”
(credit: 1999 film “Office Space”)

Stand in line for the vaccine shot,
hope I get mine ’cause believe it or not, I think I might die less I take what they got…

My brain’s to fried, so I give it no thought;

no thought,

no thought…

‘Cause the FDA said it’s safe for me;
the drug companies claim it was made for me…

And the government, they gonna pay for me.

It’s not too late for me;

is it?

Now it’s my turn to be injected. They say it’s gonna hurt, but I’ll be protected….

And when they give the word, I do as I’m directed. I’m not the kind of person to do something;


I do everything the doctors tell me, swallow all those pills they sell me. I’m afraid germs might kill me!



I forgot how to think for myself, yeah! I understand nothing about health, yeah!

I do the same as everybody else;


I’m a vaccine zombie, zombie!  Do you hear?

it’s getting closer…

When I took the shot, my face turned blue. I started to feel hot inside, but I didn’t have a clue what to do, my temperature was 102… Then my nut sack shriveled up and fell off too. The nurse screamed something was missing, she called the physician who said he had a suspicion that the vaccine caused a neurological condition and soon I might need a mortician. They started cutting out my brain, happy as can be, bunch of UN-dead doctors from the CDC; I finally figured out what happened to me, when they said we got another vaccine zombie!

STEP ONE: remove your brain.

STEP TWO: replace with zombie vaccine.

STEP THREE: watch television for further instructions from the Centers for Zombie CONTROL….

I do everything the doctors tell me, swallow all those pills the sell me, I’m afraid germs might kill me;


I forgot how to think for myself, yeah! I don’t know a thing about health, yeah! I do the same as everybody else, I’m a vaccine zombie, zombie!

I always do as requested like the media covertly suggested, you guessed it! I finally gave in and confessed it! I like to have my body and brain medically molested! Don’t wanna be arrested, so I don’t protest it! I give another pint of blood just to test it. I’m not taking herbs, I detest it. Just give me more drugs; they gonna be ingested. ‘Cause I’m a sucker for the ADS, a sucker for the labs, a sucker for the swine flu jabs… And I don’t mind following a “medical” FAD! ‘Cause I’m living without a brain and it ‘ain’t all that bad!

come and play…

come and play…

Come and play in my vaccine lottery, you gonna pay, you gonna pay!

‘Cause the vaccines make more profit than vitamin D.

The Big Pharma vaccine ‘ain’t even safe! They stick it in your arm, doing permanent harm while they treat you like a medical SLAVE!

I’m afraid of invisible germs, I’m afraid of parasites and worms, I’m afraid of seasonal flu, I’m afraid of having sex with you, I’m afraid of my children’s chicken pox, I’m afraid of my room mates dirty socks….

I believe all the news that’s on television, hell, I even believe the official 9/11 commission….

Those herbs are woo woo quackery; I get my food from a fast food factory!  I got my psyche drugs, they be talkin’ back to me!  MODERN MEDICAL MYTHS are like FACT to me….

‘Cause everything I know came from TV! Everything they say at the CDC! It’s true, you SEA!  All of you have to agree, with the words of a vaccine zombie!

Love and kisses,


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June 1, 2017

‘…that’s not an option.’

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 11:20 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the golden sun laden, breezy, bouncy, always beautiful island of Nantucket! Great to be with you once again on First Day of June, 2017, Thursday according to ancient Figawi elite sailors star charts…  A day demanding pause, perhaps even prayers of thanks, for at this 11 a.m. hour ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbaaa, if one were to be strolling about on said docks unplugged from ‘modern technology’, one might just be tempted to scream out AHOY! is this thing on?  Why aren’t more people seeing this?  One cannot help but feel good when reflecting on the sun lights reflections on the waters of our ‘time’.  And this day’s reality provides yet another REAL example of where ONE may wish to live, work, love, eat, play and preserve; a tiny sand bar that ‘time’ forgot.  Lo, embrace and breath in those many shades of bright green young Maple, Lindon, Elm, Oak, Willow and Beech leaves as you witness in AWE emerald glistening in eternal LIGHT; this late Spring LIGHT, rare indeed, with azure skies accenting the brilliance of a season’s eternal promise of rebirth and renewal.

Have a great day!

p.s. congratulations to the Figawi Captain and crew met on Pleasant Street; winner of the 2017 “Figawi”; Nantucket!


May 27, 2017

…thinking of you

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 12:14 pm

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the puffy white clouded, seasonal, azure skied, serendipitous, sailing and always sexy island of Nantucket! Great be with you on this High Noon, ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor, where only a few moments ago the 46th Annual Sail boat race, indeed the world famous ‘Figawi’ jettisoned off from Hyannis Yacht club; sporting elite sailing vessels to those not necessarily on the Forbes Christmas list. Great boats all, however, making this yearly trek; sailing south, in Mighty Nantucket Sound.  Destination; 27 nautical miles south/southeast of said Hyannis/Hyannis Port, lo, sailing past fabled “Brandt Point LIGHT” (the light with nine lives); a beacon of hope to many, living at the far northern shores of this ‘far away island’. (credit: Wampanoag Tribe whose land this originally perfectly stewarded by…)

A good time to be had by all, the festivities going off last night at Hyannis Yacht Club and ‘a heck of a day at SEA‘ sir is always on the menu.  For like the Oscars there will be many a gala or ball to attend and plenty of good food and spirits to be consumed. The day also represents the official kick off to the summer season on this gorgeous island that must be experienced at least once in one’s life time, ushering in Memorial Day’s parade tomorrow at about this ‘time’. That event taking place on land, with parade up and down the awe inspiring cobblestones of Main Street in Nantucket town, with a special ceremony culminating at the local cemetery just out of town; one to remember and moreover honor those who have lost their lives serving this great Republic over it’s storied 240 year old saga…

With any luck, this simple reporter may have the privilege of meeting some of the fine radio people who make (now a five year old!), ACK FM ‘Nantucket’s TRUE island radio’ jump and thrive; indeed come alive, not only keeping the island in the loop, but bringing some darn good music with it;24/7/365, rain, floods, blizzards, endless snow, sleet, hurricanes or a beautiful summer day, or late spring day, like tomorrow is supposed to be.  That forecast according to ACK’s stellar meteorologist Russ Murley, whose accuracy and detail as a weather professional are unmatched;  Tough sledding in the unpredictable waters such as these. Solid promises for those aforementioned events to come!

SEA ya there!

p.s. ‘thinking of you on this Memorial Day’…


May 13, 2017

ACK AHOY! (3.0)?

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 9:45 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the misty, dark, grey, soon to be quite windy and rainy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this Thirteenth Day of May, 2017, a quiet Saturday morning; broadcasting LIVE once again from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Historic Hyannis Haaaabaaa!


As mighty Steamship Authority “Eagle’s” fog horn cuts through a morning gloom and heads off to aforementioned ‘faraway island’, this magical strip of sand that ‘time’ forgot waits for no man, however, will bow to the rains to come. That’s right you old scallywag, you old sea dog, it’s time to batten down them hatches! Weather done with style on Nantucket’s ‘true island radio’, ACK FM (download the ‘App’ today!). You’ll feel like you’re sipping a Margarita on Madaket!) According to ACK weather man extraordinaire, Russ Murley, you will always know, be up to date–on the hour, 24/7/365– and well briefed on current, and future, atmospheric conditions.  By golly he’s got it down to a tee, without all the ‘weatherman personality’ on the dreadful MK Ultra mind controlling, hypnotizing, radiating, satanic “TV” device.  Indeed, his reports so thorough they explore the current water temperature, air temperature, tide schedule, wave heights, wind speeds, a brief fishing report, some astrology, ‘Whaler’ sports, and some fashion news on this magical island and always accomplished with an unseen smile emanating from the low frequency radio waves we all have become so accustomed to. In fact, one would be hard pressed to find a radio station that cares so much about Nantucket’s diverse, deep and delightful community, one that every American and world citizen should experience at least once in their lifetimes…

Have a beautiful day y’all!


May 11, 2017

Dutch Treat

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:40 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the Golden sun drenched, big white puffy cloud led, zephyr breezed, beautiful, bountiful, bursting island of Nantucket! ‘Tis good to be with you on a glorious day here on little old Cape Cod and those magical aforementioned islands that bring so much JOY to people’s lives every year; Thursday, The Eleventh Day of May, 2017.


If your anything like this humble reporter, and I hope you are, you would most likely be very HIGH today, naturally speaking of course… For the bright, blue azure sky, filled with the occasional “Colorado” cloud, looking like majestic mountains on High in said sky, evokes memories of past summers and summers to come. There’s nothing like doing nothing. Especially if combined with a profound lack of ‘thought’. Admittedly, a challenge in a society that constantly tempts one to be hopelessly addicted to ‘thinking’… An addiction worse than crack and heroin combined! Perhaps that’s one of the reasons why millions of people flock to this Ancient strip of sand, created 11,500 years ago by ‘The Last Great Ice Age’; slowing life down to a trickle on a hidden stream, or a free spirited kite floating in the air, surrendered to the wind’s will. Feeling ecstasy when boarding a ferry whisking one across mighty Nantucket Sound to that ‘far away island’ whose fame is only matched by it’s depth in historical record; reminding US we are not that much different than the good folks who lived here over 300 years ago, before this Republic was formed, lo, ‘incorporated’… Finding a new life in a New World. Possessing only the LOVE in their hearts for themselves, their families, friends, colleagues, neighbors, original indigenous people’s, the land, God; the strength of their honest hands, and a Spirit that kept that Good Word close to their eternal souls. This great country was molded upon those principals and thus, will eventually return to that Graced way of life. It may take some ‘time’, however, the same Spirit that resided in say, Paul Revere, George Washington, or John Quincy Adams remains today in the red blooded cells of any true Patriot of a country that has seen it’s fair share of tragedies. Hope, LOVE and TRUTH always prevails over tribulation; guiding beacons that LIGHT a blazing PATH for OUR future, OUR children’s future and OUR grand children’s future; if we choose it to be so…

Destiny is ALL!

Good always triumphs over evil, and will once again in this great and wonderful,

“…land of the free and home of the BRAVE.”


May 9, 2017

Orewellian “Doublethink”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:44 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the now clouding, seasonally temperate, calm, cool and quite collected island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on a blazing, luminous Tuesday morning-The Ninth Day of May, 2017.  A brilliant golden sun rose over Kalmus Beach early a.m., with Terns, Piping Plovers, Greater Black Back sea gulls and Ospreys alike all welcoming Spring’s chilly, yet comfortable morning air, busy about their activities devoid of thought, care or concern regarding an illusion of reality; ever

“…away from the things of man.”

(credit: Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan in the classic fairy tale cult film; “Joe vs. The Volcano”, circa 1990)

Lo, the Cardinal, nor the Lilly, are caught up in a sticky web of CONTROL defined all around US everyday, should one participate in such nonsense. We define ourselves (left brain dominated by birth/social indoctrination and mass media MK Ultra mind control; leaving most socially retarded, tired, terrorized, paralyzed, dazed, drugged and confused, addicted to consumption, struggle and scarcity, slaves to a system that wishes them ill), by that which most certainly ENSLAVES us. The compartmentalization of 99 percent of the populace, trickles down the philosophy and mission statement: “I would rather be considered evil, than to be considered useless.” People prostituting themselves for the real powers that be on this planet presently, the State, and it’s master, the Corporatocracy. Does one remember AIG, Goldman Sachs, Citigroup, Bank of America and our pal, former U.S. Treasury Secretary Hank Paulson?  You know, the former CEO hit man of said Goldman Sachs ‘investment’ bank in the fateful year of 2008? When he came to Congress with a loaded 9 millimeter GLOCK and demanded 800 billion?  Or else?  Too big to fail?  Really?  Or what it really was 5 Trillion? What about the 2.3 Trillion U.S. dollars stolen a day before “the” “9/11″? Announced by former Defense Secretary Donald, ‘unknown unknowns’, Rumsfeld at the Pentagon, 24 hours before that hit job/tragedy in New York City, circa 2001.  One must recall the ruse when those ‘airliners’ “crashed” into the Twin Towers, turning buildings into dust, devoid of ‘air plane parts’, a coverup a must….

When PLUNDER becomes a way of life for a group of men living together in society, they create for themselves, in the course of ‘time’, a legal system that authorizes it and a ‘moral’ code that glorifies it.”

`Frederic Bastiat

Just ask the Iraqi people, they’ll tell ya!

Orwellian ‘doublethink’ is the act of simultaneously accepting two mutually contradictory beliefs as correct; often in distinct social contexts. Similar to ‘cognitive dissonance’, in which contradictory beliefs cause conflict in the mind, ‘double think’ is notable due to a lack of cognitive dissonance, thus, the person(s) is completely unaware of any conflict of contradiction. George Orwell created the word in his dystopian novel, “Nineteen Eighty-Four”, published in 1949; doublethink is part of ‘newspeak’, its origin within the typical citizen unclear. While it could be partly a product of ‘Big Brother’s’ formal brainwashing programs, the novel explicitly shows people learning doublethink and newspeak due to peer pressure and the desire to ‘fit in’; to be seen as ‘loyal party members’. In the novel, for someone to recognize–let alone mention–ANY contradiction within the context of ‘the Party’ line was akin to blasphemy, and could subject that someone to disciplinary action as well as the instant social disapproval of fellow party members.

Turn off the machine and step out of the matrix. Go for a walk on that beach, that forest, that field. Perhaps one might hear a different voice than that of the devil himself, leading man down the primrose path to his ultimate end.

Have a super day folks!


May 5, 2017

“…looks good on you though”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:59 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the cloudy, cool, soon to be rain drenched island of Nantucket! Good to be with you on this Friday, The Fifth Day of May, 2017. A quiet day ‘down on the docks’ of Hyannis Harbor, the calm before the storm.

Back in the fateful year of 1980, “Morning in America”, with then U.S. President Ronald Reagan, mumbling about some delusion or that, things were so much “simpler” and “nicer” right?  Right? Such as his ‘vision’ of America being a ‘shining city on a hill’; don’t mind the maggots! Indeed, ‘back in that dark ages of ignorance’, one of this humble reporter’s favorite films made for the silver screen, coming out a still decent Hollywood, was ‘Caddyshack’. A hilarious movie for the ages starring many greats, including the late, greats: Ted Knight and Rodney Dangerfield; playing the uptight president and co-founder of “Bushwood County Club, “Judge Smails”, and a raw, loud, obnoxious, ‘urban’, land developer and unwelcome outsider “Al Czervick” respectively.  Here are a few of the more memorable quotes from this classic cinematic gem that should be reviewed before the summer season, making light of keeping those barriers between ‘us’ and ‘them’ well established.  Judge Smails speaking to his partner’s son a little later on in the film, billionaire “Ty Webb” (played brilliantly by Chevy Chase), commenting on the need to keep certain people out of the club, talking about “Ty’s” father and him ‘prepping together, going to college together, going to war together…’,

“…We built this club, he and I, and let’s face it son, some people simply don’t belong.”

Rodney Dangerfield, a.k.a., “Al Czervick”, buying golf supplies at the pro-shop of Bushwood, picking up a rather hideous table cloth resembling the shape of a hat stating:“Oh, this is the worst looking hat I ever saw! What, when you buy a hat like this, I bet you get a free bowl of soup, huh?”

He then looks over at Judge Smails, wearing the same hat, adjusting his comment and observation, sneering to Smails as he rolls his eyes, “…Oh, it looks good on you though.” (Smails quickly taking off the hat, quickly walking out of the store in embarrassment).

The odd couple fated to meet again on the golf course, with Judge Smails taking aim of his Titlelist on the 1st Tee, only to be interrupted by Al Czervick again, yelling out:

“…hey ‘Whitey’, where’s your hat?”

Smails looking up at a goofy grin; the wild, crazy eyes of his now nemesis golf buddy, AlCervik, who is now anxiously swaying back and forth as if on a yacht, yelling out to Smails,

“…let’s go! While we’re young!”

Smails, looking up from golf ball and his giant, oversized Big Bertha driver, quietly saying,

“…Mind sir, I’m trying to tee off.”

Al not done, screaming out,

“…I bet you slice into the woods, hundred bucks!”

Smails calmly states,“…betting is illegal at Bushwood sir, and I never slice.” Striking the ball at that moment, with the ball flying wildly right, directly into the trees. Smails screaming out an obscenity as he hears Al say, “OK, you can owe me!” Rage flushing his cheeks rose red, Smails storms off the 1st tee as if on the shores of Normandy, screaming out,

“…I owe you nothing!”

As Al dines with his new friends in the main club dining room, a guest of Bushwood by ‘the Scotts’, Al states to the waitress, “…hey doll, could you scare up another round for our table here and tell the cook this is low grade dog food, I’ve had better food at the ball game you know? This steak still has the marks where the jockey was beating it.”

Meanwhile, Judge Smails and his ‘group’ are gathered down at the Yacht Club to ‘christen his new sleuth’, or bless a small, wooden sailboat. Before his wife does just that with a prayer and bottle of Crystal, Smails quotes a poem he wrote himself, designed to inspire and invoke courage among his hearty crew:

‘…it’s easy to grin, when your ship comes in and you’ve got the stock market beat. But the man worthwhile, is the man who can smile, when his shorts are too tight in the seat.”

“Pooky”, grasping a giant bottle of champagne on the dock then says,

…Bless this ship and all who sail on her, I Christen thee, ‘The Flying WASP’.”

Breaking the bow with the bottle in the process, as a horrified Judge Smails yells out to his abused grandson “Spalding”,

“…well, don’t just stand there, go and get some glue!”

Have a top notch week end y’all!


May 4, 2017

A beautiful day…

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 12:07 pm

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the golden sun drenched, temperate, calm, colossal island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on this most beautiful Spring day ‘down on the docks’ of Hyannis Harbor; Thursday, The Fourth Day of May, 2017.   AHOY!

Indeed, Gold Finches, Baltimore Orioles, Bald Eagles, Red Tail Hawks, Golden Eagles, lesser gulls, giant black crows, Great Horned Owls, Cardinals, Blue Jays, Greater Black Backs, Peregrine Falcons, Marsh Hawks, Ospreys, Chickadees, Robins, Red Wing Black Birds, Albatrosses, Piping Plovers, Right and Left Terns, ducks of all makes and models and the common sparrow all enjoying a first true feeling day where the renewing, powerful, ever eternal season of Spring makes it’s triumphant return. It’s hard to not smile looking up at the new leaves on Maples, Lindens, Oaks, Elms, Beeches, and many other great, ancient trees adorning Route 6A; one traversing the ‘Old Indian Path’ of yore. A path where Kings and Queens made their way up and down the north shore of this sacred strip of sand, overlooking great Cape Cod Bay in the ancient town of Barnstable; admiring the new colony and all her riches…

So, book that “Plane, Train, or Automobile” (or Bertram), and come on down and pay a visit! We will, as always, leave that LIGHT on for ya!


May 2, 2017

“No Parking”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 12:41 pm

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the rain driven, breezy, soon to be sunny island of Nantucket! Good to be with you on a monsoon like Tuesday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor, this Second Day of May, 2017;


The power of forgiveness is likened to the Divine Spirit that exists in each and every one round this beautiful Earth we all share at this moment in ‘time’. Though it is difficult to do sometimes, it is the only way to rounding out the 144 qualities of Divine Love, for it is within the deep, dark, devilish, dangerous clouds that it’s opposite–bright, blue skies and golden sun–is truly appreciated. Good, bad, dark, light, embody the duality of Man’s ‘reality’ in a three dimensional some would call man made prison, blinding one to the invisible FORCE that is LOVE. Love conquers all hate, jealousy, envy, anger, betrayal, brutality, rage, resentment, and trauma; opening one’s real eyes to the LIGHT within that more accurately reflects who, what and why we are ALL here in the first place.

The current ‘power that be’, AI and it’s side kick, the “Devil”, or is it the other way around?, wish to destroy that Divine relationship which is OUR birthright as children of God. The endless distraction and obedience of the illusion of ‘time’ and Man’s deeply devote obedience to ‘it’, along with the Illuminated one’s total (almost), control over the world’s populace via hijacked technology that keeps one in bondage to a 5×7 ‘TV’ screen cannot be denied, taking with it many unwitting victims along the way…

“Hello, McFly, is this thing on? Think McFly, THINK!”

(credit: “Back to the Future”, circa 1985)

Add to this a cunning Orwellian, “big brother based”, nasty, naughty, nightmarish bag of tricks dark forces have created in the ‘Abby Normal’ (credit: Marty Feldman in the classic film “Young Frankenstein”, circa 1974; also starring the late, great Gene Wilder!), underground laboratories round the world, that’s right, these knuckleheads have created “smart dust”, or microscopic computerized “Nantites” via the very real and criminal “Chem-trails” up in our skies every day in every corner of the world, invading OUR bodies daily with tiny robotic computers to be ‘activated’ when the ‘time’ is right, loaded with lots of Aluminum and Barium and advertised as “Geo-Engineering”. Hello! Indeed, our officials give US Lake Prozac, or, the Fluoridated (industrial waste from China), public water supply, killing off the stragglers, along with the vaccines, a ‘nutritious’ GMO laced diet and the ELF, LLF radio radiation pouring out from AI driven ’smart’ phones, creating a glow in the dark, dumb downed citizenry hell bent on catching the next predictive programming coming out of “Holy” wood, via the devil’s backyard of “Netflix” headquartered in my old home town of Los Gatos, California!


“What a country!  Only in America!”

Calling sanity! calling sanity! is anyone home?

“There’s no answer folks, you’re on your own. However, fret not, for there is always ‘Siri’ to keep one company on those dark, cold, stormy nights.

Yeah, stay tuned in, tapped up and turned on by all means!


May 1, 2017

“Here’s looking at you kid…”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:25 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the foggy, misty, mysterious, magnificent, majestic island of Nantucket! Great to be with you and yours on a rather grey mid-Monday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor; The First Day of May, 2017.  According to the latest ‘data’ compiled by the cracker jack “journalists” over at Reuters, it’s “May Day” in Russia… Reminding one that people all around this ‘big, blue, spinning ball’ “Lost in Space”, everyone, everyone, loves the arrival of Spring and the hope, grace and growth, love, light and frogs it offers; regardless of one’s ’social status’ with das ‘Homeland’ National Security Agency.

“We got our EYE on you boy!”

This empirical fact was evident on the fabled aforementioned ‘far away isle’ of Nantucket this past week end, as one may be able to SEA above deck. That’s right, Darth Vader and his Stormtroopers made an appearance Saturday at high noon on those old school cobblestones of Main Street, winning the top prize at the 43rd Annual “Daffodil Days” antique car parade; all makes and models adorned with the golden hue of nature’s funniest, daffiest looking flower, ‘the Daffodil’. Indeed, this rich, golden yellow could be seen from Siasconset to Madaket, Tom Nevers to Jetties; especially noted the beautiful ladies’ hats, as they casually walked about beautiful, blocked off downtown; the exquisite boutiques, restaurants, and bars that draw people from all over the face of the Earth. Golden retrievers, Newfoundlands, Yellow Labs, Mastiffs, Great Danes, Irish Setters; an adorable Maltese and tough Irish Wolfhound all got in on the fun, advertising the day’s color around their necks, accenting their floppy ears, cute noses, tails and faces in the ‘daffy dog parade’; bringing a smile to even the most hardened hearts, i.e. ‘Vader‘, whose smile was covered by his threatening black shiny helmet.  An El Camino driving Stormtrooper driving home this fantastic, annual, non-official kick off to Nantucket’s awesome summer scenes…

So, if you have not booked your “Planes, Trains and Automobiles”, with the intention to visit this island that ‘time’ forgot, a simple, yet profound question remains; “…what are you waiting for?” We will, as always, leave the LIGHT on for ya!

“Here’s looking at you kid…”

(credit: Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman in the classic 1942 film, “Casablanca”)

May the FORCE by with you!”


April 28, 2017

Jake, Elwood on Nantucket; ‘The Blues Brothers!’

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:26 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the foggy, misty, majestic, marvelous, miraculous island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on an ominous, dark, rainy morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor;  AHOY! It is Friday, The Twenty-Eighth Day of April, 2017; Pleasant Street buzzing today with boats and buggies, lorries, trolleys and trucks, spinning their wheels towards ‘Steamship Authority’s’ “Eagle” to whisk them away to their destiny of that aforementioned isle of Nantucket, sporting the 43rd Annual “Daffodil Day Week End”.

Events include, but are not limited to, a gala tonight held at the “Great Harbor Yacht Club”, honoring the great work of Dr. Lepore, who works with people who are hopelessly addicted to this nation’s greatest drug epidemic to date; heroin.  Street or synthetic, matters not, for this addiction is powerful’ requiring much support and LOVE to conquer it. We need more people in this world like Dr. Lepore! WE salute you here at Sea Cape Cod sir!

The “Blues Brothers Rock and Soul Review” will be performing LIVE tonight at said yacht club, and although sold out, there may be a few seedy scalpers, salty sea dogs, scallywags and such combing the mean downtown cobblestone streets of Nantucket ‘town’ today, or anywhere around Nantucket island itself, in Nantucket County, in the great state of Massachusetts, in the good ‘ole US of A who may be able ‘…to do something for yous!’ So come on down to the ‘Sapphire Room’, in Boise, Idaho, ah, wait, check that, come on down to the Great Harbor Yacht Club and listen to some solutions regarding this deadly dis-EASE. After, listen to the rhythm and blues master sounds of a great band playing tribute to the late, great John Belushi (Jake) and his brother ‘Elwood’, (Dan Aykroyd). Looking out onto the great harbor into the moon’s light, mirrored by a galaxy of brilliant stars; dancing and singing his or her way into all the fun to be had tomorrow all over this amazing island; antique cars slowly cruising up that famous Main Street of Nantucket, beautiful yellow and white Daffodils adoring said ancient modes of transport, ushering in warmer, gentler days ahead…

God Willing!

Have a ‘daffy’ week end y’all!


April 26, 2017

Fact or fiction?

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:32 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the foggy, breezy, misting, mysterious, and quite magical island of Nantucket! Quite. ‘Tis wonderful to be with you and yours on this cozy drizzled Wednesday ‘down on the docks’ of ye ole Hyannis Harbor; broadcasting LIVE once again from said bustling docks on this Twenty-Sixth Day of April, 2017.  Two days from now, the sun will be shining once again, with those glorious, gorgeous yellow and white Daffodils adorned on antique cars, out in full force on the cobblestones of that fabled aforementioned isle of Nantucket Saturday morn. This reporter’s first love. If one need more information, please visit ACK.FM.com, download the ‘App’ for a great radio station of the same call letters, airports’ ID propelled; talented DJ Chris Reiser steering one the opening of “Grey Lady”, a new film by John Shea. Awakening the world’s movie goers to a rich, deep, sometimes dark, romantic, fabled whaling history of the most well known island at one time on the face of the ever wide, wonderful, wild world we all share.


As the reality of the malicious (mostly unseen), matrix closes in, on some, one hearkens back to the days when authors like George Orwell (”1984″; circa 1949), and Aldous Huxley (”Brave New World”; circa 1932), were read along the River Thames, discussing the novel with friends at a local pub, before being sucked into the black hole of corporate ‘employment’. While both authors discussed a coming disastrous dystopia, one taking place in the far off year of 2540; the other perhaps a little closer to the ‘time’ period we are experiencing right now, there are some subtle and not so subtle differences.

“You be the judge Greg!”

(credit: “Animal House”, circa 1978)

“What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one. Orwell, feared those who would deprive us of information. Huxley feared those who would give us so much that we would be reduced to passivity and egoism. Orwell, feared that the truth would be concealed from us. Huxley feared that the truth would be drowned in a sea of irrelevance. Orwell feared we would become a captive culture. Huxley feared we would become a trivial culture, preoccupied with some equivalent of the ‘feelies’, ‘the orgy porgy’, and the ‘centrifugal bublepuppy’. As Huxley remarked in ‘Brave New World Revisited’, the civil libertarians, and rationalists, who are ever on the alert to oppose tyranny, ‘failed to take into account man’s almost infinite appetite for distractions’. In 1984, Huxley, added,‘…people are controlled by inflicting pleasure’. In short, Orwell feared what we hate will ruin us. Huxley feared what we love will ruin us. Perhaps, just perhaps, Huxley was right.” (Neil Postman; “Amusing Ourselves to Death–public disclosure in the age of ‘Show Business’).

Most likely both of these visionaries, seers, were on to the TRUTH. Be careful ‘what’ you love. If if is good, such as “Daffodil Days” on Nantucket, well, you know the rest. In this age of deceit, there is one who holds that truth (hint; he is not in the movies, except for all the predictive programmed movies (where He and his Mother were hijacked for nefarious reasons), that are coming out of Hollywood now, i.e Nicholas Cage’s entire catalogue of cinematic horse hockey).  For darkness can only imitate God, upside down and backwards, deceiving man to follow his wicked ways, until one is gone, lost, doomed.  Look to GOD for answers!  Indeed, may you find him NOW!

Have a spectacular day y’all!


April 24, 2017

Keep the path lit!

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 8:53 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the once again golden sun laden, calm, seasonally cool, sweet and sexy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Twenty-Fourth Day of April, 2017; Monday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor once again!  A peaceful scene as this once marshy wilderness meets the world en masse. People will be traveling on those “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” again from place unknown, save the transparency of their license plates, reading off states as far as Alaska, Alabama, Arkansas?  German imports raging up and down Pleasant Street on the way to the fast ferry Iyanough, an elegant, yar vessel transporting one to that aforementioned ‘Far Away Island’ of Nantucket; a place that should be experienced at least once by all who have adventure, romanticism, and a deep love for the ocean in their blood.


If one recalls the film title above, circa 1987, starring the late, great John Candy and very much alive and still “wild and crazy” Steve Martin, one may remember it was the story of a rather cold, cynical Ad guy who meets a ’shower curtain rings’ salesman whose soul was the polar opposite of cold, for he was warm, even though he had nothing, while the executive seemingly ‘had’ everything; the haves and have nots in this world proving that ‘money don’t buy you love’… Perhaps, just perhaps, one might get a lesson out of that. Who knows?

Truth, after all, is stranger than fiction.

It is nice to be important. But, it’s more important to be NICE.

LOVE conquers ALL!

Have a good one y’all!



April 23, 2017

Cognitive Dissonance

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 12:58 pm

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the golden sun dripped, seasonally cool, white hot glow of Nantucket! Great to be with you on a glorious Sunday–HIGH NOON–The Twenty-Third Day of April, 2017, broadcasting LIVE from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor;


So many of our brothers and sisters have lost there way in the matrix of modern day life, saturated with demons of all stripes, some so subtle it would take a microbiologist to find the MK Ultra malice in a microscope. Ever immersed in the tidal wave of low frequency radio waves, i.e. their ’smart’ phones, TV’s, soon to be “Positive ID” chips, as well as the powerful hypnotic trance one falls into when sitting for long periods of ‘time’ in front of any one of these electronic nightmares, indeed, when one is completely lost in the fog of today’s well designed mouse trap to ensnare, dumb down, and effectively cut off mankind’s connection to God/nature, then, it may seem, all is lost. Like Heroin or Crack, the use and abuse of these very real drugs are devilishly designed to destroy our way of life, making many people helpless and hopeless, bereft of finding the way out of a deep, dark black hole. Alan Watt, “Reality Check”, quite rightly suggested that the masses are being ‘farmed’.  For as you are sitting there being ‘entertained’, or ‘under cover’, your frontal lobe/critical thinking  part of the brain turns off, making it more open to suggestion, the very ingredient that makes hypnosis possible.  It is what the flickering of the TV screen lights do to one only after a few minutes of watching, combined with the music, the voices of say, a news anchor, and the constant swirling of circles brightly lit with agitating color, putting one in a dark, fearful, contradictory, conflicted, confused, paralyzing mood…

Cognitive Dissonance indeed.

Digital signals, with them spinning circles of say, “ABC’s This Week”, just concluding except on the West Coast, are a great example of this trend to trap and torture.  Turn off that TV and tune out said terrorists! Look at the intro to said show and if you slow down the blast of energy, spinning circles of bright red and blue, one will notice a pattern that is exemplified on any local news broadcast from Toledo to Tallahassee, Denver to Detroit. A real “SalterMitchell”special if you please. Behavioral manipulation par excel-lance!

But that is just for starters, is that not right Lucifer? The big guns come out when the microchip, please Google “Verichip Corporation”, begins to make it’s way into the popular culture as it already has begun to do at say, many of the “Baja Beach Clubs” around the world, where the VIP line is only for ‘chipped’ individuals; and they don’t take American Express! More on that hor$e$hit later in the program. Sorry, bad choice of words, let’s say, these long winded silent soliloquies, or, what some might refer to as ”essays one reads.”

If you wish to throw your I-phone into Nantucket Sound next week when you skip on into town for ‘DAFFODIL DAY’ on said ‘Far Away Island’, Sea Cape Cod will make a small donation for your new smoke signal system; lo, your new way of communicating with friends, family and loved one’s. Just like the Wampanoag once did! One smoke signal for, “…be right home!” Two smoke rings for home by seven, three for ‘…I will be running a little late!’

“Daffodil Days” begin next week end on the mystical island of Nantucket and if you have not made your reservations to be there, shame on you! Spring has sprung in this hamlet by the SEA and it is calling your name. So, once again, book your plane, train and automobile and come on down! We will, as always, leave the LIGHT on for ya!

Have a good week ahead y’all!


April 22, 2017

‘Rectify the Language’

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:49 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the grey, cool, drizzled, dreary, deposited island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on the true day of rest, Saturday; broadcasting LIVE this morning from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbaaa, where one can drift back in ‘time’ for a spell, back when things were just a little simpler, a little freer, a little less intense. But, then again, perhaps it has always been thus, only now exponential with the new fanged technology that is robbing man of his soul.

What can a simple reporter do on this Twenty-Second Day of April, 2017,  laugh?

For when, and if, dear reader, you happen to WAKE UP and smell the roses, ‘gather them while ye may…’ (English poet Robert Herrick), to SEA with real eyes what is truly going down all around you, without fear, armed with the Knowledge of God and his covenant to His people, lo, if you do so, it will all become quite humorous once one has crossed the canyon of deep, profound sadness for all who have been sucked into this black, satanic hole of a ’smart’, micro-chipped world, where everything you SEA, hear, feel, taste and smell is monitored, sterilized, scrubbed, sanitized, homogenized, hypnotized, sodomized, and stored in the mountains of Utah by the NSA, no, the CIA, no, MI6, no, the Crown, no the Order of the Garter, no, the Vatican, you know, for further review;

for further review…

“Rectify the Language”
551 BC–479 BC

(teacher, editor, politician, philosopher)


Go with GOD!


April 20, 2017

“Remember the Maine”

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 12:35 pm

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the foggy, misty, mysterious and quite magical island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this day made especially for ducks.  A cool, raw, damp feeling one gets while strolling ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor a few moments ago on this soggy Thursday, The Twentieth Day of April, 2017.


Wherever you may be receiving this ‘message in a bottle’, be it Bangkok or Berlin, Tokyo or Tampa, or somewhere under a rock, deeply engrossed in the latest predictive programming nonsense we powers that BE want you to SEA, feel, hear, taste, smell and most assuredly THINK, indeed, WE, the true powers that be, wish you to know that ‘we’ all have nothing but the best intentions in mind.  For after all, we are not really a body now are we?  We are not monsters are we?  Are we?  No never mind, the point is that WE are spirit that drives said body and that is precisely what we are after. The power of persuasion takes many forms, but know that the message is always that same. To separate you from your Divine source. Enslave you in a box of thinking not of your making but of ours, to bend your will towards our objective, our AGENDA. False flag fly high and wide, deep and dark, justified on legal’s side…  Always was, and always, ‘fingers crossed’, will be? Who knows! The point is that we have a system in place that keeps you in control, enslaved in our fractional reserve monetary mastery of man.  One which provides a very, very, very good living for all us EL-ite: Park Avenues on the other side of this Grand Canyon. A twisted, tortured, tantalizing game of which we procure much delight, much profit and unreal luxury, more money than God!  True power, true sadistic fun, all agreed upon by your ‘democracy’, all done at your and yours expense. In truth, you pay through the nose to be radiated, I mean be hypnotized, I mean to watch our ‘information’, diarrhea dribbling out of your electromagnetically ignited ’smart’ phone, while we spy on everything you do on said slave chain, stored in the mountains of Utah for later review…  Pay dear dollars to be poisoned every day when you go to Stop and Shop, purchasing the overwhelming variety (80%), of genetically modified organisms that are slowly killing you and your children, whom we vaccinate with mercury, the horrible preservative Thimerosal, which is doing a ‘good job’ according to Bill Gates. Chem-trails? What Chem-trails! There is nothing to SEA here folks!  All that Aluminum, Barium, Strontium and Manganese you SEA floating around in the sky from those ‘contrails’ from those unscheduled jets SPRAYING way, way, way up there, yeah, that’s the ‘new natural’!  You know, the ‘new’ form those elements take now, did not you listen to ‘Bill Nigh’, the science guy when he was talking to Matt Lauer? Get jiggy with it bro, it’s the new science; faux! Please dear slave, I mean citizen, take our word for it!  You already heard it on ‘the Today Show’ for Christ’s sake!   We’re the experts after all are we not? We own both sides of the argument dummy, the duality of man if you so please; ‘The Good, the Bad and the Ugly’… (cue the music and send Clint Eastwood his royalty check…) For believe you me, all you SEA on TV is a lie, all politics is bought and sold, hyped 24/7 on that wonderful machine that has effectively enslaved mankind. So many people and institutions, establishments and authorities, royalties, groups and clubs to thank!  Above all I wish to give great thanks to you, creators of the quite Machiavellian, maligned and malicious MK Ultra; it’s evil is brilliant and quite effective, thanks again for all you have done for the elite class!  We salute you and all the rest of you zany, madcap, kooky Frankenstein scientists, mostly underground!  Indeed, this all done with plenty of poisonous fluoride in the public drinking water, if they don’t have enough lead already eh?; used back in Auschwitz and still today as a corporate rat poison, indeed, ever building up in your system to keep you dull and ignorant, sloth like, dopey and afraid.  You must be aware by now that ALL of the wars brought on by false flag pretenses are just that, one big fat lie.  A very profitable LIE though, for as you must know that war is most certainly a racket.  Created by us in the know, in the money, to make more of just that.  To ever create shadow strawed bogey men; “enemies”, “terrorist” being the new ‘word’, indeed, created to keep you in FEAR and thus easily controlled; ever in need of protection.  You know, “Peace and Security”… The illusion all around you is a matrix created by us so that you would be always distracted from what is really going on in the REAL reality, under the crack like surface of chaos all around you every day. For if you truly comprehended the POWER you all have within you, the LIGHT you carry, the REAL connection to DIVINE source, well then, you would most assuredly SEA no reason for giant governments that are controlled exclusively by multinational corporate interests that now represent the new nations of this rather unenlightened, unimaginative, uniformed, flat plane of existence. One we have made as pleasurable as possible on all you ‘little’ people. Well, not really now have we?

Have a “nice” day!

Love & Kisses,

William Montague III
(country gentleman)

post script: I would highly recommend to all my plutocratic brethren, as you jet your way to ‘our’ island of Nantucket, well, the private one’s we own off the straight wharf, yes, indeed, please download that bloody “app” as they call it on your mobile device, yes indeed, download the great rock and roll music in the morning on ACK FM! They call it ‘true island radio’, whatever that means!  Wake up early, watch the sun rise with some coffee and pretend you are already here; as you picture Madaket Beach glistening in the golden sun, listening to that fabulous new D….J. yes, Chris Reiser, “the Rise”. A marked improvement just in time for summer.



April 17, 2017

A real patriot

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 2:00 pm

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the clouding, warm, breezy, beautiful, bouncy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Seventeenth Day of April, 2017; “Patriots Day” here in the great state of Massachusetts and by now, on this almost summer like Monday ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor, 67 miles North in the fabulous city of Boston, the fabled “Boston Marathon”–121st edition–is over for the elite runners, with the rest of the thousands of exhausted joggers wondering if they will make it over ‘heartbreak hill’… Apparently a white guy won, no, just kidding, it was a Kenyan, Geoffrey Kirui; winning this brutal 26 plus mile course in a ‘time’ of 2 hours, 9 minutes and 37 seconds. In fact the Kenyan crew swept the race, bringing home ‘the gold’ to a country now known for not only it’s Elephants, Lions, Hippos, Rhinos, Cheetahs, Leopards, Alligators, Gorillas and Gazelles, but for these amazing world class athletes as well.

Well done Kenya!

But what!  The day is not over! Our beloved Boston Red Sox are still battling it out in a game that always starts at 11 a.m. on this state holiday that no one else in this great land is even aware of…

Massachusetts is perhaps the greatest reminder of how strong this nation, this Republic, still is.

And hopefully always will be…

Civic pride of the non-egoistic variety can be seen in almost every town, suburb and city one investigates. From the dizzying heights of Pilgrim Monument at the furthest eastern point, Provincetown, to that 60 story John Hancock Tower (corporate sponsor of said race), where this humble reporter once worked;  from these here sometimes lonely docks of Hyannis Harbor, to the cobblestone streets of Nantucket, one cannot go wrong. Unless, of course, you forget your cash.  For at the Boston Marathon, they don’t take ‘American Express’. Lo, the beers are a flowin’, the girls are a flirtin’, the guys are a flexin’ and this here summer is getting ready to take off!

Are you in?

Have a good day and week ahead y’all!


April 14, 2017

‘The Bridge’

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 11:11 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the Golden sun laden, mild, zephyr breeze led; nifty, neon sign free, nostalgic island of Nantucket! So good to be back with you on this “Good Friday”, the day when many believe a man sent down from ON HIGH was sent back; crucified, mocked and adored, he died and three days later left this earthly plane on a blazing rocket of brilliant blue light.  Hallelujah! It is the fourteenth Day of April, 2017, broadcasting LIVE once again from ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Habaaa; completing yet another ‘walk the ocean’ down the Kennedy Legacy Trail that, if experienced, if one were so inclined, will transform your life.  So go ahead and book your flight, boat, bus, train or whatever mode of transport you can procure that can get you here. For Spring has sprung my dear friends out in the great wilderness; far away from this dangerous world wide web; the double edged sword it truly is.


Here are a few words written and published in Latin circa 1418-1427, by Thomas A Kempis; a powerful book written about the aforementioned man, mystic, fable, legend, Christ.  Jeshua, Jesus, The son of God.

“We might have much peace if we would not busy ourselves with the sayings and doings of others, and with things that belong not to us. How can he remain long at peace who entangles himself with other people’s cares: who seeks occasions abroad, and who is little or seldom inwardly recollected?

Blessed are the single-hearted, for they shall enjoy much peace. What was the reason why some saints were so perfect and contemplative?

Because they made it there study wholly to mortify themselves all earthly desires; and thus they were enabled, with every fiber of their heart, to cleave to God, and freely to attend to themselves. We are too much taken up with our own passions, and too solicitous about transitory things. And seldom do we perfectly overcome so much as one vice. nor are we earnestly bent upon our daily progress; and therefore we remain cold and tepid.

If we were perfectly dead to ourselves, and no ways entangled in our interior, then might we be able to relish things divine, and experience something of heavenly contemplation.

The whole and greatest hindrance is, that we are not free from passions and lusts, and strive not to walk in the perfect way of the saints.

And when we meet with any small adversity, we are too quickly dejected, and turn away to seek after human consolation.

if we strove like valiant men to stand up in the battle, doubtless we should see our Lord help us from Heaven.

For He is ready to help them that fight and trust in His grace: who furnishes us with occasions of combat that we may overcome.

If we place our progress in religion in these outward observances only, our devotion will quickly be at an end.

But let us lay the axe to the root, that being purged from passions, we may possess a quiet mind.

If every year we rooted out one vice, we should soon become perfect men.

But now we often find it quite otherwise: that we were better and more pure in the beginning of our conversation, than after many years of our profession.

Our fervor and progress ought to be every day greater; but now it is esteemed a greater matter if a man can retain some part of his first fervor.

If we would use but a little violence upon ourselves in the beginning, we might afterwards do all things with ease and joy.

It is hard to leave off our old customs; but harder to go against our own will.

But if thou dost not overcome things that are small and light, when wilt thou overcome greater difficulties?

Resist thine inclination in the beginning, and break off thine evil habit, lest perhaps by little and little the difficulty increase upon thee.

Oh, if thou wert sensible how much peace thou shouldst procure to thyself, and joy to others, by behaving thyself well, thou wouldst be more solicitous for thy spiritual progress.”


April 8, 2017

separate sandboxes?

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:54 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the blue skied, puffy white clouded, breezy, beautiful and understandably boastful island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this Eighth Day of April, 2017; a quiet Saturday morning ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Haba!


ACK FM (download the ‘app’ today!), ‘Nantucket’s true island radio’, echoed off water’s edge overlooking South Hyannis Light, the sun rising once again on this ancient, magical sand bar that ‘time’ forgot.

“There’s no time!”

(credit: part time actor, full time late night comic, Mr. Liam Neeson; Ireland’s favorite son, offering up that sacred sutra in the classic Hollywood ‘blockbuster’, “Clash of the Titans”, circa 1981).

“Time” is an illusion created by man. That fact cannot be felt more keenly as one gently walks the ocean on Nantucket. Fabled indiginous stewards of the land, indeed, Wampanoag’s ‘far away island’. Surfside, Jetties, Madaket, Siasconset, Cisco beaches call out, beckoning all, bridging land and sea.

“Time and Space”…

For as one dives into the salty waters, leaving the ‘world’ behind, magnetic, electronic waves cannot reach, only the energy created by forces much more powerful than what man has devolved in this early part of the 21st Century.  Living in separate sand boxes until insight overpowers, real eyes enlighten truth connected to one beach, one water, one wave.

Alaska agrees?

‘Time’ ever separates, compartmentalizes, confuses; propelling this delusion of an ‘end’ and a ‘beginning’, when it’s all one big middle.

A journey.

Famous Figawi Sail boat race from Hyannis to Nantucket takes place in a just little while.  In the immortal words of another Hollywood heavyweight, Mathew Broderick, “Ferris Bueller”;

“…if you have the means, I would highly recommend it.  You know, booking your flight soon.  For sailing on the mighty Nantucket Sound thirty miles to said ‘far away isle’ is perhaps one of the most ‘timeless’ activities one could participate in as Spring blooms beautifully once again…”


Have a nice week end folks!


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