Chuck Pride here!Inhale deeply and exhale all of your troubles! Why? I'll tell you just why. The Great Spirits are showing you favor. If you are reading this, you have obviously found your way here. 50 million blogs, and you have found yourself here at this place of hope and glory. You are among the little ones! It is a beautiful day indeed.
Welcome!
I will give you a bit of an introduction. I have much work to do yet today so I must keep it brief. I'd like to get into the studio some this afternoon and I still have groceries to purchase.
Folks, we live in a troubled time. Fear-based anger runs rampant today. We don't understand each other. We kill each other. We commit sex crimes. We photograph fatal accident scenes and post the carnage on the Internet for all to see. We cheat on our spouses. We lie. We take our comfort in fast food and booze and prostitutes and television. We give our children toys that resemble weapons...I could go on and on.
The Great Spirits work through me. I give to you what is given to me in form of song.
I will provide a quick example.
These are the lyrics to my song, "Are You Going to San Antone?". I will explain the words with commentary in red text.
Are You Going to San Antone?
Pain dripping off the brim of my hat (this line is from Great Spirit Hughie. Hughie is explaining how the troubles of the world today just keep dumping on him like rain)
it sure is cold today (it's cold today = there's no love today)
and here I am'a walking down sixty-six
Wish she hadn't done me that way (Hughie was actually walking down 1966. The Great Spirits can do that. "I wish she hadn't done me that way" = Hughie used to be in love with this other Great Spirit, Claudia. When he and Claudia broke it off, Claudia took a bunch of Hughie's things in a fit of anger. One of those things was what you all know as Pandora's Box. Pandora's Box fell to Earth when Claudia tripped on a comet. I'm leaving out part of the story, but the end result = trouble today)
Sleeping under a table at a road side park
A man could wake up dead
But it sure seems warmer than it did
Sleepin in our king size bed (I actually didn't have any help with this verse and I was pretty drunk when I wrote it. I have no idea what I was talking about.)
Chorus
Is anybody goin to San Antone
Or Pheonix Arizona
Anyplace is alright as long as I
Can forget I've ever known her (Does anybody have any idea how to get out of this stinkin' mess? HA! Claudia had Hughie all tore up for awhile.)
Wind whipping down the neck of my shirt
Like I aint got nothing on
But I'd rather fight the wind and rain
than what I've been fighting at home (Hughie still just trying to express his feeling what with all the Earthly troubles and Claudia running off and all.)
Yonder comes a truck with the US mail
People writing letters back home
Tomorrow she'll probably want me back
But I'll still be just as gone (At this point Hughie has accepted that things are the way they are. He's figured out which direction his head is pointing and he's started moving. This was the beginning. This was my first song and my first message.)
Chorus
Is anybody goin to San Antone
Or Pheonix Arizona
Anyplace is alright as long as I
Can forget I've ever known her
Anyplace is alright as long as I
forget i've ever known her
I decided to share these lyrics with you today because this is a beginning for us. Blogland is a new world for the Pride Parade, and I wanted to give you all a look at what was the first chapter of the journey we have been on for the past several years.
The lyrics you have just read may not have a specific answer spelled out, but the lyrics are the answer. The voice and the ear are the answer. The fact that it is.
The answer is not the words, the answer is the book. The more you read, the less you will learn. The harder you listen, the less you will hear.
Your pal,
Chuck
59 comments:
Once known as Charley and followed by thousands in Eupose and South America it is time to bring the message to the little folk across the land of America and across the world.
Once I was a bumbler and once I touched the rain but now my pleasure and my gift brings me at the feet of Charlie (Charley) and in turn you are blessed to follow me as I walk to him.
I may not be the one dipped in chocolate but my hand touches the stick that stirs the pot.
For that I am humbled and eternally blessed as you will be when you join.
True I will touch you first but after my touch your next will be the caress of Charlie (Charley),
Praise be Charley Pride, for he be the seeds that be rootin into the dirt springing the stems to our salvation and our righteousness. For on the 9999th day of enlightment, Charley beqweef the world to those that follow his path and seek Charleys salvantions. For my bumblers and I walk the earth dealin in anger and drugs and drink, now saved by the words of Pride, joining the parade of Pride that Charley sets before we. We be reaching beyond bumblers and are now righteos ones.
Praise be Mr. Pride. Shine the Pride light on us!
Mr Pride,
It is an honor to be in the presence of such a great man as yourself.
My family grants you a wish to be happy and eternal in your life and spirit for it is you I am grateful of my healing.
For a long time I was lost but your teachings and praise have led me into enlightenment and for that I am your servant for eternity.
My mother has made a goat stew and knowing that I cannot produce it to you to enjoy we will eat it in your honor great man.
My heart is with you my friend and savior. Please have comfort knowing that you are a spirit that exceeded my expectations in my loftily climb and search for the correct path.
Ian is a disciple as I and Raymond are his sheep, we are at your right hand to spread your gospel among little people and bumblers as in hope bringing many enriched men to join.
This is the this and it is the beginning of the days of Charlie (Charley).
Little folk you will see me often over the next few days helping you walk behind Charley (Charlie). You may never walk beside him, and you may walk with me when I am on my way to see him, but once I am next to him you must crawl until the time that you are in the parade and then you float.
I probably didn't have to tell you that part though.
Mr. Pride, we s reachin the homeland that takes us home on the day on a journey of resolution on the day of inheritment, for you wrote so in these words:
"Well I can just see 'em all now just a gatherin' round
Mama's supper table when the sun goes down
And my good old pappy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's hot buttered cornbread
Take me home...
Take me home..."
You be the cornbread that symbolizes the new road for the righeos to inherit your kingdoms of glory on the chosen day. Take us home Mr. Pride. Take us home.
You are a good man Raymond.
Shouldn't you be working right now though?
Mr Ian. Could you please call me on #3 mobile and let me know when the teleconference is? I an overwhelmed with delight to hear Mr. Prides voice.
Mr Pride will be speaking to you tomorrow at 8 PM as You have brought 8 members into the pride parade last month.
Please remember that you are allowed to ask one question and that Charlie (Charley) may choose to answer a question that you have not asked.
I don't think this is funny.
Mr Ian,
Thank you. I may have many questions to ask.
Having waited these calendar days has made me anxious.
My stomach will let me know if I am ready to approach Mr. Pride with my questions.
Thanks for visiting my blog and insulting my post. I guess you don't waste time, so you can do that.
Bumbler...I am not wasting time I am searching for gold in a sea of wheat and chaff.
Play your silly word games, you probably work for the public school system and pretend you are an "alternative thinker"
Go cheer up the sad clown, he looks like he needs it. I am coming here never again!
Does your church accept Viet Namese women?
Mr. Pride has a huge umbrella that be protecting any people that be following his path to enlightenment on the chosen day. I'm African American, Akbar is from Sadi Arabsia.
(I am soo confused!)
Spinning Girl...Bumble away then BZZZZZZZZZZ
Tuyet...I have received your email and as I stated you are more than welcome Two things...
1. I assume you are able to be away for awhile...no family to take care of?
2. The coming retreat lasts for a month. Do you have the financial means to contribute for us caring for you for such a long time.?
D....I know you are, you are one of the little folk. I will be back to your blog to explain.
Please Mr. Ian, I am not sure what the intention is of these women bumblers.
In my country of origin women do not use computers as they do here.
Thank you for your patience kind sir, many blessings to Mr. Pride and yourself.
Mr. Pride be showin his patence of me upon the time when rain be falling on my head and dripping off me. But when he plantes the seeds we stood together to watch them be grewing to stems. For stems stopped me from being a bumbler.
Jammie, I was once lost like you with a gun to my head my friend. You are only four steps away from enlightenment, follow me.
Brilliant
Oh my. Superstar is a little one. She needs an invite to our forum. I can do that.
Confused ~d? You're not the only one!
Do I dare say thanks for stopping by or not?
Dear Chuck:
I'm having daydreams about night things in the middle of the afternoon
And while my hands make a living my mind's home loving you
Charlie Pride
We kill each other. We commit sex crimes. We photograph fatal accident scenes and post the carnage on the Internet for all to see. We cheat on our spouses. We lie. We take our comfort in fast food and booze and prostitutes and television
I think I do not speak only for myself when I say I do not do any of these things... apart from the fast food sometimes...
Superstar...You are indeed invited to our forum.
Jillie...I will be back. Charlie (Charley) has chosen you.
D...What?
Mutley...I think you kill all the time and possibly eve eat body parts. You have the way of a bumbler.
Praise be Mr. Pride and all of Mr. Pride's glory to thee. I slept on a bales of hay outside all night because it makes me feel like stems and like the earth and no matter what the rain be, I not be getting saoked from the rain. Praise be thys Mr. Pride. Its a beutiful morning!!
Ian, my brother you is my first father figure becasue I did not have a father because my father ran off when I was 3. I'm here at your service to to do good tidings to all!
knock knock?
whos there
charley
charley who?
charley pride her legs wide open at the gang bang
Well that was funny , but you will certainly be dead by nightfall.
Ian.... Whatever you think. :-)
Your blog is kind of cool though, what isn't to love about Charley Pride?
Well, I am just a country boy that likes shit kicking music.
I think I may have judged you to hastily Mr BBC.
Maybe we have some things to discuss. Charlie (Charley) may be the way for you.
~d I don't think he has ANY clue as to where those words came from. I do!!
well what a delight of self satisfied boys, having fun together.
Why on earth do you want women when you are obviously having such an entertaining time.
Raymond: Thanks for stopping by my site for a visit. I used to live ten minutes away from Charlie Pride's home. Yes, our compassion and ability to care for one another is in disarray. Ket's hope we can salvage that! Great post!
Jill...I have the clue and I have the answer I just cannot hear when a bumbler speaks.
Pixie...It is simple. Raymond uses his teeth, akbar is still new and Steven is completely unattractive.
What's up, Chuck?
*I've been waiting so long to meet someone named Chuck so I could say that! Thank you.
Did you remember to give us some of your money?
Oh my goodness. Jlee is beautiful little folk.
Jlee you are welcome to join our forum. I may send you an invite. Do you have many friends my dear?
I have rosen from the straw and the earth that be layed before me. I slept on bales of hay and it is a grate day indeed. My world is much more clearer than it was before I slept on the hay. I have grone a lot since I was blessed by Mr. Pride and his infinnite wisdim. At first I was on drugs and on the streets with the gangs and robbin, now I am a man with a cleer sidewalk to the chosen path that lade before me by Mister Pride and his vison. Praze mbe mister Pride.
Lay before the straw and you see.
Wow... I just... Wow.
Will you be joining us Shelly's roommate? Follow the path on enlightenment that we have taken before you my friend. Let Mr. Ian and I show you the way.
Please Mr. Roommate invite your friend Shelly to join us. She can receive an invite to our forum if requested.
How dare you evil man. You will suffer a painful sickness due to your disrespect my friend.
BZZZZZZZZZ away.
Fabulous.
Absolute perfection.
Here it be wisdim. Let Mr. Pride that has be understandin spell out the name of the beast. the beast be soundin like a BZZZZZZZ bumbler BZZZZZ!
We is no bumblers! Hold on to the stems cause they be rooted into the earthf and the hay. do not be a bumbler!!
Well we do give some money to terrorists, but only so we can remain well armed.
I have turned off Anonymous comments so as the faceless cowards from England can no longer bother us on the mission of glory we are beset upon. Praise Charlie.
Where are all of the young women tonight? I am feeling quite frisky.
Ian... thanks for stopping by my blog. Like I told Steve I always try to return the favor when someone stops by my blog for a visit. So far I like it around here, from reading the comments it sounds like you have some pretty cool friends..mind if I link you?
As I also told Steve...I don't have a lot of time to get online and blog (play) anymore but I am usually on every Monday since that is my day off. On days that aren't so crazy I get on at night through the week. I look forward to reading more of your posts!
Welcome to blogland and just to warn you..if you aren't crazy now just give it time hanging around all of us here!
xoxo
Breazy, you are more than welcome to link us Mrs fancy lady. Have you taken many photos of your breasts on the internet for people to see? Please Join our little folk to gracefully walk the earth.
Ian...where there hell are you from and what are you about? DEFINITELY NOT CHARLIE PRIDE...not the Pride that I grew up with....
Are you on drugs? LOL
for years now I have wanted to walk little and never have to put on a show, well now...I guess i don't 'ave to be writ large no more
Peace
TWM
'We take our comfort in fast food , booze and prostitutes ' ???????
Bugger me , I am always missing all the fun
I am here and yo said yu were waiting but I don't see a cup of tea for me! Also, why am I lovely or do you say that to everyone? No, I am not a bumbler.
I have shitloads of friends...I'm very important.
One comment was enough
Sleeping in bails of hay? I like the cactus. My hamster smells of fresh hay and yet refuses to use any bedding material at all bc she has 2 friends who keep her warm...
Hey Charley, what is shaking? Tell your buddy Ian thanks for stopping by my blog. Have a good one.
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