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  • The words of poetry or lyrics in a song
    with imagination we all sing along

    deciphering words of a simple phrase
    sending a mind into a far off haze

    adding new words about ones own thought
    Words to be heard words good or not

    Its just a vision of imagination in a mind
    hopefully good and words that are kind

    I have read words, the kind filled with hate
    words of evil beyond heavens gate

    they are out there these words good and bad
    some make you happy some make you sad

    I have learned that words are just word
    don’t play the sheep and follow the herd

    We are individuals with lots to say
    for me it’s peace, and have a nice day.



    Last edited by 1Trailblazer; 01-17-2019, 08:46 AM.

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    • Thanks all for your words, those ones are for Martin Luther King as we celebrate his coming B Day.
      ”PEACE”

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      • Originally posted by RoKi View Post
        Is it confirmation bias
        or am I actually correct?
        Do my eyes and ears deceive me
        or do the dots truly connect?

        I used to trust my intuition
        but now I'm not so sure
        can I complete my mission?
        Is my logic still secure?

        Why did I check that rabbit hole?
        did I think it would be fun?
        What happened to my self control?
        Now my confidence is done

        the dots are still connecting
        although I try hard to resist
        my sanity it's been affecting
        with my computer to assist

        the evidence has been piling
        my basket is quite full
        the Cheshire cat is smiling
        but I still suspect it's bull
        Nice Poem Roki! You are quite the poet yourself! I know my guess is probably bull, it has been every time before haha. That's okay though, I am enjoying the hunt! Nothing better than sitting in a tree stand with fresh air all around and being able to think freely and clearly while you wait for your prey to cross your path. How long you been in the search? Find any good areas?

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        • Originally posted by MWise725 View Post

          Nice Poem Roki! You are quite the poet yourself! I know my guess is probably bull, it has been every time before haha. That's okay though, I am enjoying the hunt! Nothing better than sitting in a tree stand with fresh air all around and being able to think freely and clearly while you wait for your prey to cross your path. How long you been in the search? Find any good areas?
          hey thanks! I am enjoying the hunt as well although I am not a hunter lol
          I am pretty new to the chase how about you? I have about 4 solutions right now so I definitely need to simplify.

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          • Originally posted by RoKi View Post

            hey thanks! I am enjoying the hunt as well although I am not a hunter lol
            I am pretty new to the chase how about you? I have about 4 solutions right now so I definitely need to simplify.
            If you have started the hunt for this treasure, in a sense you are a hunter. To be a good hunter, you should scout your area well and when you find your spot start looking around for hoof prints or other signs and clues that show the prey is not far. Then you must be quiet, still and listen for them, sometimes having to play a long waiting game. However, if one is skillful and patient, they will realize they have a great spot and they will eventually nab their prey. That is awesome man that you have 4 solutions right. Maybe he will say something about that here next month. So far I have only seen that two solutions were right. That would be awesome if more were found. I hope you are on the right track and I wish you luck.

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            • solutions here, solutions there
              solutions everywhere
              answers abound
              for boots on the ground
              who will be the hunter crowned?

              It will be interesting to see what he says (if anything at all) on Feb 4
              In reality I would make the world's worst hunter lol

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              • Originally posted by RoKi View Post
                solutions here, solutions there
                solutions everywhere
                answers abound
                for boots on the ground
                who will be the hunter crowned?

                It will be interesting to see what he says (if anything at all) on Feb 4
                In reality I would make the world's worst hunter lol
                Who knows, you could end up being the hunter crowned! Anything can change in an instant. I found out about the hunt around June-July 2017 and been hooked ever since then. I have made plenty of mistakes..my very first guess which I made the first day I found out about it was Treasure Falls in Colorado. I had to do some more reading and scouting to find a better area and even then, I been wrong a plethora of times. Everything is about trial and error and learning from mistakes. I hope you can find the connections you are looking for. Good Luck!
                Last edited by MWise725; 01-17-2019, 06:59 PM.

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                • MWise725 It's all in good fun, IMO if you are not having fun anymore you should stop looking.

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                  • Below in the Canyon, not too far down, awaits an ancient treasure longing to be found.
                    Many have searched both high and low, will someone ever find where these warm waters flow/ed?
                    This frigid cold winter has many hunts froze, that must drive our minds crazy, out of control.
                    How many journeys have we all took? Have there been so many, could we all write a book?
                    Failure is often, can't tell you how many, but trust and believe me, there will be more, plenty.
                    The death of winter will quickly change our moods, spring will bring freshness, all life renewed
                    Can't wait to put these hunting boots back on, gonna keep on searching til my breath is gone.
                    Last edited by MWise725; 02-03-2019, 11:25 PM.

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                    • too many visits
                      he did receive
                      perhaps twas the Mrs
                      who said time to leave

                      too many emails
                      he did receive
                      from males and females
                      did he get peeved?

                      so long for now Mr Fenn
                      hope you're feeling real ZEN
                      if not, count to ten
                      as do other wise men

                      As for the treasure
                      it's still in the wood
                      will someone find it?
                      that's not well understood

                      too many conspiracies
                      are running amok
                      is the chase really over
                      are we all out of luck?

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                      • Like fan mail sent to a legendary star
                        reading letters, messages from afar
                        Some really crazy, some really sad
                        some he’d answer, the words made him mad

                        I got one of those so I know for a fact
                        I didn’t use judgement, I didn’t use tact
                        I blurted out a statement out of line
                        It wasn’t right and not at all fine

                        So he answers to some, words far and few
                        We think it’s a hint we think it’s a clue
                        Just an answer or warning to help us along
                        We make the decision, is it right is it wrong

                        What more can he say, he seems out of wind
                        no need to run off, no need to rescind
                        It’s only a thrill for fun and for game
                        Not for fortune and not for fame

                        For most there will be no gold at the chases end
                        but hopefully you camped, hung out with friends
                        To me it’s been the best part for sure
                        Chasing a treasure, Nature the lure.








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                        • Hither there comes the son of Hlothyn, The bright snake gapes to heaven above; . . . . . . . . Against the serpent goes Othin's son. In anger smites the warder of earth,— Forth from their homes must all men flee;— Nine paces fares the son of Fjorgyn, And, slain by the serpent, fearless he sinks.[23]

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                          • I like this...
                            THROUGH laughing leaves the sunlight comes,
                            Turning the green to gold;
                            The bee about the heather hums,
                            And the morning air is cold
                            Here on the breezy woodland side, 5
                            Where we two ride.
                            Through laughing leaves on golden hair
                            The sunlight glances down,
                            And makes a halo round her there,
                            And crowns her with a crown 10
                            Queen of the sunrise and the sun,
                            As we ride on.
                            The wanton wind has kissed her face,—
                            His lips have left a rose,—
                            He found her cheek so sweet a place 15
                            For kisses, I suppose,
                            He thought he ’d leave a sign, that so
                            Others might know.
                            The path grows narrower as we ride,
                            The green boughs close above, 20
                            And overhead, and either side,
                            The wild birds sing of Love:
                            But ah, she is not listening
                            To what they sing!
                            Till I take up the wild-birds’ song, 25
                            And word by word unfold
                            Its meaning as we ride along,—
                            And when my tale is told,
                            I turn my eyes to hers again,—
                            And then,—and then,— 30
                            (The bridle path more narrow grows,
                            The leaves shut out the sun
                            Where the wind’s lips left their one rose
                            My own leave more than one:
                            While the leaves murmur up above, 35
                            And laugh for love.
                            This was the place;—you see the sky
                            Now ’twixt the branches bare;
                            About the path the dead leaves lie,
                            And songless is the air;— 40
                            All ’s changed since then, for that, you know,
                            Was long ago.
                            Let us ride on! The wind is cold,—
                            Let us ride on—ride fast!—
                            ’T is winter, and we knew of old 45
                            That love could never last
                            Without the summer and the sun!—
                            Let us ride on!
                            "If you think it could not have been put there, your probably right. f " https://youtu.be/St6jyEFe5WM

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                            • Quo vadis?
                              --------------

                              It's time for the Quest
                              to come to the end.
                              The searcher is coming
                              from around the bend.

                              The Blaze getting closer
                              he sees where it stands.
                              Flee the enemy,
                              stay friends!

                              He is in the lead
                              resolute and unwavered.
                              Victory comes to those
                              whom Heaven favored.

                              Forrest's challenge
                              could not be diminished.
                              No good in anything
                              until finished!

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                              • Originally posted by rapala67
                                may your dreams be cast upon fertile waters,
                                and your creel to the limit with love, health and others.
                                Short and sweet, I like that.

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