Kimo recounts the Great War he has fought in with his mighty good men.

War is very painful for all of us.  

War is terrorisms to all of us who believe in Peace. 

What can we learn to understand, why we go to War. 

Why do innocent citizens pay and suffer in a War? 

You ask:

"They are the ignoble  ones, the  wooers!  Homer ~King Odysseus ~

This  chapter is about war, politics and religion and its effects upon us all which leads us into PTSD.

What is the Political and spiritual Nature of The evil Prince Antonio's economic Beast my friend Homer?"

“This is also a story about Jimmy

 a young man, who went off to fight in a ‘Great War’ beside his own good men as all men are called to do in time of the ‘Great  War’ like many other wars throughout our planet Earths history.”

"Kimo is just like your wonderful son or wonderful daughter from your home  town who went off to fight in the Iraq and Afghanistan and Viet Nam War."

“We will also be kind to our self and think that this Great Soul Journey of ours is also a Great Epic Poem, which it is to us good people.”

“Yet to us this story is a True Story about my life’s Soul Journey; and ‘ Jimmy ’ who became by destiny a spiritual warrior from Heaven as God willed it through going to war in Viet Nam.

“There was a ‘time’ in my life here on Earth when I had difficulty believing in ‘God’ and in ‘Christ’ and in the ‘Spiritual Truth’ because of my ignorance of what God  is and what the real Truth is and because of my age and education and environmental conditioning. PTSD.”

Many speak of God and, Christ and Allah and Buddha and Krishna and so will I as a warrior who has experienced and survived war, politics, religion and post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).

“At night in our good restful sleep, God Angels, sight unseen, will come to us in a spiritual  dream and in a spiritual  vision with a blessing for us from God Father and God Mother, and Gods God’s & Goddesses from Heaven.”

“I know you will be Guided and Protected by God and God Angels”.

“Angela, Once upon a ‘time’ in a land of magical Golden Eagles and Dragon Beasts so ugly and human and far and away in the wilderness of the soul we thought that dying  young was the last thing in the world we would want to do or even think about.”

“I wanted to live my life just like everybody else does in this wonderful soul story called ‘ LIFE’ and I wanted all the goodness in my life just like you do.”

"In a dream, I did not realize that the life that I was living in was really an illusionary  life, like a shadow following me around where ever I go. I was living in a strange  embryo of life, that I call living my life to my souls enlightenment, and that by me dying is really a  Rite of Passage passing into another part of this strange embryo, that I call death to LIFE, being born into my spiritual soul life again in God consciousness and in the ‘SPIRITUAL Truth’.”

“And around and around my good soul life goes as on a majestical ‘Merry-Go-Around’ with wonderful exciting magical animals to ride upon going up and down and all around in life as I hold on to this illuminating beautiful brass singing pole until the end of the ride, as God wills it to be so with many musical chimes playing and I am laughing and excited and I am crying to ride once again and I am laughing, and I am happy that I got to ride the merry-go-around of life.”

“On March 5^th 1970 I died and traveled into Heaven and visited with God, our God Father & God Mother, Christ and God God’s and Goddesses the Children of God and my ancestors and friends.”

“I was a ‘ Team Leader’ walking as ‘point man ’ for my own ARP-LRRP team while on patrol in the Great War.”

“At this ‘time’ in my  life dying is the last thing and the best thing that could have ever happened to  me. It was a terrible war full of pain and sorrow.”

“Homer , It took me twenty years to come back home to Ithaca by the grace of God .

Actually, it has now been many years and I have just arrived home to you America and the world and ‘Aloha ’ to you from New York.”

“And my Guardian Angel Michael said to me, “Odysseus , It is your ‘time’ to give up your  life.”

“Your ‘ time’ Jimmy has come and you are going to die tomorrow, how will it to be?”

“What did you say Michael?”

“I went into soul shock.”

“My knees were loosened and my heart melted within me Homer.”

“friends, I became very nervous and uncomfortable as you might well imagine if this is happening to you. It was like seeing an ugly black dragon all of a sudden in my bed with his feet upon my chest breathing hot flames in my face as the Lava flowed out all over the Earth.”

“I could not fall sleep that night and I broke out in a sweat laying on my Python green Army cot thinking about this awe inspiring message.”

“Tin god , your bargain is tin!

What good is your bargain?

It crumples in my hand cried Irving  Berlin!”

“God you have no compassion that are of thine own begetting, but you make them to have fellowship with evil  and with bitter  pains and sorrows just to know you O God.  Where is your faith now Jimmy?”

“All night long I tossed and I turned and I wrestled with wretched fear from my Angel Michael’s message.”

“I could not believe it was true yet I could hear my own inner  voice crying out and aloud and my guts were all knotted up and wrenching and I was emotionally shaking in  fear saying the same thing to myself, ‘yes it is all so true ,   destiny knocks upon my  door today.”

“Now these mystical beautiful curly hair spirited buffalo  grow numberless in no better wise way could bread of broad-browed  buffalo of any mortal  increase, even as the ears of purple rye and golden corn and red wheat.”

“I was almost asleep on my green Bamboo Viper  cot back at ‘Black Horse’ base camp.”

“We warriors slept if you can call what we did  sleeping with one  eye open and a  finger on the trigger of our  bow in a stinking hot humid mosquito, cockroach, spider, and bug infested army gibed green canvas  duffel bag.”

“Our muggy maggot ‘ hutch’ always stunk with burning mosquito coil smoke, cigarette and Mary Jane’s  dragon smoke,  beer and whiskey; a hodgepodge of foul  air from Washington DC’s evil  political wooers.”

“Our cots were mounted on wooded civil war Abe Lincoln log pallets of  arms and legs usually stacked 2  feet high and the dirty  floors were usually muddy pig’s pens six inches southern  deep if you did not fall on your  face during the monsoon rains.”

“We also had the privilege to live with ‘Ricky the Rat’ a tunnel rat that dinned on everyone’s ‘ care package’ from back  home.”

“Ah so, that Ricky  was a very cleaver stinky rat.  He would even eat our Mary Jane at night for a rat night cap thinking about that cute little rat he saw the other night as he was running through the rat tunnel into the land of  wilderness where all the other evil rats and hedgehogs live. Late at night, Ricky would even jump from a sleeping  soldier’s chest on to another soldiers back while he made his getaway while we were sleeping one  eyed and in  fear and doubt.”

“Ricky is as big and fat as a small ugly scraggly dog and stinks afoul and possessed by an evil red Wall Street banker dragon like a tunnel rat should be and is.”

“There are thousands of magical sand bags stacked all around ‘Black Horse ’ base camp as you might imagine our base camp in the middle of hell in the wilderness war in the nature of the beast.”

“All the Black Horse’s have to fill sand bags their first two weeks in  country. I did. We all filled magical sand bags and it is a humiliating, humid, sweaty, dirty  job bagging our fairy God  mothers earth for our command  bunkers, perimeter  lookouts and  sleeping quarters when we could be planting  corn and rye and herbs for food for all to eat.”

“I thank God  and all those Black Horses who filled the magical guardian angel sand bags around our sleeping quarters for miracles do happen with sand bags which very easily could be filled with our God mothers Holy prayer dust if you did not know this truth.”

“Our Mothers Holy dust protected us when we dozed off from exhaustion called one eye sleep and frightening dreams from the rockets and mortar shrapnel that went flying through the air in the middle of the black  night, the fire works of the evil red dragon.”

“Our LRRP Team’s hutch’s are very close to the air strip where the black winged Cobra and black winged Huey Hawk ships of the gods are parked.”

“We were always on a 5 minute  stand-by alert for emergencies as downed Angel pilot, and any reconnaissance work for Zeus’s G-2 military intelligence.”

“We always tried to beat the enemy to our downed warrior

“Angela, A downed  Pilot and aircraft is a heart wrenching  experience to witness.”

“Very few pilots have ever survived a crash without a scratch. They were the ‘Lucky Ones’ by Gods will to fight another day in Hell for you.”

“A black winged Eagle jet plane or black winged King Cobra helicopter would most likely be demolished on impact and buried several feet into our mothers bosoms and within Her Heart, the Commander Pilot her Holy son.”

“Those Angels of God who crashed and died are Warrior Prince’s or King’s buried with their  Horse and Golden  Chariot, a son of the Great King and Queen, God.”

“To the 11^th Armored Cavalry Regiment, ‘The Black Horse’ and our ARP-LRRP team’s, it did not matter which service of God  the pilots were flying with as in the Air Force, Navy or Army of God.”

“Think of God  and goodness more often than you breathe  air.” ~ Epictetus ~

“Now Jimmy Odysseus is a  sergeant and a  Team Leader of an Aero Rifle  Platoon ( ARP’s) in the 11^th Armored Cavalry  Regiment, Air Cavalry  Troop.”

“I have been warring in this horrible Great War for eleven and a half  months and I am  exhausted yet still alive and in one  piece still, give or take a few pieces of grenade shrapnel in my  back, the arrows tips of my evil  enemy chewing away at my  life.”

“I kept reminding my  self in my "prayers" and in my true belief that I only have 15 days left to serve in the Great War and I am out of here to return to my  Home in the United States of America, my Ithaca.  I can go home by the Grace of God ; be it your will ‘O Lord God’.”

“I was talking to myself in denial of my true instinctive inner  feelings. It was as if I was fighting a giant black boa king snake with a  diamond on his forehead that has me trapped within his Buddha  belly feeling content with my destiny within him.”

“Deep down inside of my own self I knew the truth that  Hermes is never  wrong nor is the Angel Michael and the angelic  messengers are always  right, they speak the  Holy Truth for God .”

“The Holy  Ghost spoke again: ‘You’ my friend  Jimmy are on a soul journey to Mount  Olympus to see the work of the great Phidias , the God Head, and each of you  holds a  misfortune to live through and to behold these  things that are spiritually  true before you die again to see the clear  light within your own self and me in Holy Spirit.”

“You may think my friend Jimmy, there is no need even to make this  banquet of a  soul journey ‘Love Is The Door Way In’ but you are on the  ‘G’ spot now my friend here on Earth, and this majestical soul journey to ‘Mount Olympus’ has already began with these works before you on your holy  path; have you no  care to contemplate and study these  things of God  and of Truths,  Science and Spirituality?”

“The Holy  Ghost again spoke this way: Will you my friend Jimmy not then perceive either of who you are my own soul I am or to what end you were  born unto that I am or for what  purpose the power of  contemplation methinketh is and has been bestowed upon you now that I am within you and you are within me?”

“And the Holy Spirit spoke again this way: Well good now my friend Jimmy, but in  life there are some things disagreeable and hard to bear are they not?”

“And are there none others at Olympia Jimmy?”

“And are you not scorched by the heat of  life?”

“And are you  not cramped for room to breath of  life?”

“And have you  not to bathe in the discomfort of  life?”

“And are you not my son drenched in the rains of  life?”

“Have you not my friend Jimmy to also to endure the  clamors and shouting’s and all the other annoyances of  life my son?”

“Well good my friend Jimmy, I suppose you set all this over against the  splendor of the spectacle of  LIFE and you bear it patiently yet what  virtue is in this thought?”

What then Jimmy and what devices will you do my good friend in these ‘ times’ of  good and not so good ?”

“Have you my friend not received your ‘Greatness of Heart’, your ‘Brave Heart’ and your ‘Good  Will’, your ‘ Blessings’, and have you not received your ‘Lions  Courage’, and have you not received your ‘ Fortitude’ from the Lord God?”

“What care am I, if I am the Great of Heart, The Lion King , for whatever good will come to you and what can  come to pass will pass will it not my friend .”

“What evil shall cast you down Jimmy or disturb you if any in this Great  War my  son

of the great I am ?”

“What shall seem  painful and evil to you and me, and will you suffer also as others do ?”

“Shall I  a spiritual  warrior in ‘Service to God ’ not use my ‘Good  power’ to the ‘Good end’ for which I received it, instead of me  moaning, groaning and wailing over whatever comes to pass of my own good  life?”

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s a ‘good  time’ or ‘not so good  time’ me Lord and me Lady , its just our ‘ time’ and that is the way  life is by the grace of God .”

“I call this ‘ Time,’ also ‘ Destiny’.”

“When I first arrived in The Great  War I was assigned to the 11^th Armored Cavalry  Regiment, ‘Black Horse ’.”

"11 TH Cavalry Black Horse link."

“Personally I really didn’t like the name ‘Black Horse ’ when I was first assigned to the 11^th Armored Cavalry  Regiment because I was still very innocently, young and  ignorant.”

“This ‘Black Horse’ sounded so deep and dark and evil to me when I heard and saw him rear up on his hind legs with Gods flames roaring out of his nostrils my very first time in the wilderness of the great soul.”

“And then, when I saw him with my eyes opened, he was so Justly Nobly Prancing, like jingle bells upon wooer’s  heads grinding them into the  ground. A horrifying Black Spirited Horse he is, like the Warrior Spirit God  named Black Horse , that he is, that tramples all evil wooer  people into doom in the middle of the  night as they  sleep, and even in the day light as soon as the wooer  blinks an eye because of his blinding spiritual light, as Zeus rides this Spiritual ‘Black Horse’ with ‘ Justice’ upon all he chooses to give and God Zeus is to be feared and to be respected as he wills it so.”

“In my innocent young  mind I liked Zeus’s ‘White Horse ’ better thinking it was bringing good blessings from God , yet I was wrong and I found the ‘ Truth’ that ‘Black is Beauty’ too.”

“I grew into a spiritual warrior of maturity and to respect the power of Zeus’s majestical Black Winged Horse as ‘ time’ went on.”

“My first assignment was as a office Personnel Specialist in Black Horse Headquarters, military intelligence (S-2)  department planning  Zeus B-52 Lighting Bolt missions, ARC Light thunderbolt  missions and handling Confidential, Secret and Top Secret  documents as a spiritual  warrior in disguise as a personnel specialist seeing what our Washington Ithaca military is doing in this wooers political  War.”

“I was taught how to gather the  intelligence information on enemy  activity in our  area from these Top Secret  reports.  Then I would determine what  coordinates to use from the intelligence reports and I would then plot the coordinates onto a large  wall map in the  war room.”

“I would then type a  report for my commanding  officer who would then sign and order the ‘Arc  Light’ missions, the B-52  bombing raids from the Ithaca  Air Force to be executed upon the unknowns.”

“There must be at the least a thousand  missions a day in this Great  War making the  owners of the bow and arrow factories very wealthy  and those bellow very miserable  or dead as some of the Ithaca elephants and donkeys should be too after the bombings.”

“As a  Personnel Specialist at this ‘ time’ I thought it personally, morally and spiritually alarming for me and others so young to have such  power planning the B-52 missions without real on the ground  intelligence experience over so many peoples  lives, as a good  warrior would require of himself and his  commanders and the Commander in  chief of Ithaca.”

“I thought to myself, Odysseus maybe the Gods have gone  crazy but I discovered it was the evil wooers in Washington DC who went  crazy and still they have never recuperated from all the  greed in their soul. Ask them to explain themselves please.”

“My thoughts were: ‘Who, What, When and Where’ are these  bombs falling upon?”

“At this ‘time’ in my  life, I am a 20 year old spiritually veiled young  reincarnated into Indianapolis, Indiana and as innocent as golden corn growing in a Indiana corn field; as a buttered popcorn delicacy for the Gods to devour as they watched and laughed at the movie of our  life in Earth; and that we all are the  actors & actresses in performance for the Gods and Goddesses, God is ALL.”

 "Jimmy Broadripple High School 1966."

“I was totally in  amazement and morally and spiritually  quizzing myself to discover that this is the way America’s  military intelligence (G-2 & S-2) and the Pentagon , and the State  Department planned the ‘Great  War’ and the B-52  missions, the ‘Arc Light’  missions for most of the infantry  divisions fighting in the Great  War possibly even today.”

“What was the most interesting and bewildering to me was with this so called ‘Top Secret’  intelligence reports provided by an ‘anonymous Mr. Nuguen’ who was a so called ‘double  agent’ in these reports.”

“To my  amazement, my Ithacan government, the State  Department, the Pentagon , and our military  leaders, and our Commander in  Chief’ and his  subordinates all paid for this  information, and even the Enemy's  Armies also paid ‘Mr.  Nuguen’ to provide to us and them with bogus ‘Top Secret’ intelligence  reports.”

“You are probably wondering as I was ‘who is this Mr. Nuguen?”

“I was astounded and overwhelmed with this American brilliant  ‘intelligence’ the Department of  Defense, the Pentagon, the TV  and our Military  used to fight the Great War with today to no victory but to a great loss of Americas  heart and  soul being  leaderless as old decrepit King George has sold the  country out for his own weak  kindness and has  failed again in honoring the Lord God by buying a dishonored  sovereignty for political  favors and his own  vanity son ruining the economy and our security and our  Good FREEDOM for a bad  profit of a conspiracy "embarrass de richesses" written all over his  face and his kind.”

“And Jimmy of many counsels answered the Great  Queen Penelope and said: ‘Me Holy Lady’, no one of mortal in the whole wide  world could find fault with you for asking, because, your fame goes up into the whole wide  Heaven and world,  esto perpetua;  as does the fame of a blameless  Odysseus I am, the one that fears God  and reigns among many men  and women  today.”