Salve For the Heart and Soul

A Loud and Clear Saturday shoutout to the sun. And the Beatles, whose words sooth as the bitter end looms near. I salute you. You are a salve for the heart and soul.

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Here Comes the Sun

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Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
It’s all right
It’s all right

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Songwriter George Harrison, Here Comes the Sun lyrics © Sm Publishing (poland) Sp. Z O.o. Harrisongs Ltd

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About Me

Horrific Insurance Thievery Like No Insurance

Batshit Friday April 17, 2026 is a no brainer when you are experiencing a horrific insurance thievery that leaves you with no insurance at all. I guess I failed to buy insurance on my insurance that really isn’t insurance.

Did you know homeowners insurance does not cover your home if lost or damaged by a natural occurrence like a flood? That’s right, zero coverage, zilch. Nada.

We have been experiencing high water here in Northern Michigan and our home’s crawl space is now a swimming pool. Tough shit says our insurance company. Sink or swim. That’s a natural disaster that requires flood insurance of which you don’t have nor can you afford. Technically, it’s worthless as well, except to the insurance company.

So here I am, a 74 year old stroke victim having to do the front crawl and backstroke to keep from having our home converted into a houseboat. The pumping isn’t so bad, I’m a good swimmer. It’s the mud that’s got me bogged down.

Maybe someone can tell me what am I supposed to do with the crawdads and wrigglers? Maybe my insurance agent will have a case of the guilts and offer to cook me up a pot of gumbo.

Yeah, right.

I was hoping to do a little camping and fishing this Spring anyways, but this is ridiculous. What good is insurance if it is no insurance at all? Batshit, not just on Friday, but a horrific insurance thievery for the century. Bloodsuckers in our basement and bloodsuckers in our bank account. Swindle-dee-de, swindle-dee-dum.

If it wasn’t for horrific insurance thievery I guess there’d be no insurance at all. Who’s the batshit one?

Exactly.

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Blessings

About Me

Close Your Eyes, Open Wide

This Monday Poetry for April 13, 2026 is Close Your Eyes, Open Wide. (Not to be taken literally).

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 Doctor’s Visit

Close your eyes, open wide

take your medicine.

Have faith in science,

blind or otherwise;

for Science is God.

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Get in line, get injected.

Get measured.  Get tested.

You are full of germs,

viruses and infectious,

so close your eyes, open wide

take your medicine.

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Cancer is coming

to a theatre near you.  

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Heavenly Silence and World Peace

Saturday shoutout for April 11, 2026. Heavenly silence and world peace!

Make it so in your thoughts, heart and soul, so that it may begin to materialize in our Earthly reality. Things are changing for the better, it just needs a little more of your help. Pure thought without reservations or doubts. Certainty, that’s the ticket. Reality will follow and eventually catch up.

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Heavenly Poetry

Ultimate Philosophy One Oh One

Things you don’t learn in a crowd, in college or in a Church. Ultimate philosophy 101 by the Master Bob Dylan.

Subterranean Homesick Blues

Johnny’s in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I’m on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he’s got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when
But you’re doin’ it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin’ for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
By the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin’ that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone’s tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A.
Look out kid
Don’t matter what you did
Walk on your tiptoes
Don’t try “No-Doz”
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don’t need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin’ to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You’re gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin’ for a new fool
Don’t follow leaders
Watch the parkin’ meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don’t steal, don’t lift
Twenty years of schoolin’
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don’t wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandalsUltimate
Don’t wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don’t work
’Cause the vandals took the handles

Copyright © 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1993 by Special Rider Music

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Included in my ultimate philosophy is think for yourself, the crowd is out protesting no one’s failings but their own.

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Poetry

Poetry Book “The Love Tree”

Embracing Insouciance: A John Prine Shoutout

Today’s most empowering Shoutout Saturday to date goes to Folk Singer, John Prine, whose words ring like bells in my head.

“Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home.
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own.”

Insouciance is a noun defining a casual lack of concern, nonchalance, or a carefree, lighthearted state, often implying a relaxed, untroubled attitude. It describes being unconcerned, sometimes to the point of neglecting expected seriousness, such as a “childlike insouciance” or “youthful insouciance”.

Nonchalance: A calm, unconcerned manner (e.g., “She managed the crisis with total nonchalance”).

A little John Prine insouciance and a cup of coffee on a Shoutout Saturday and I’m good to go.


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Up Lifting Caterpillar Book for Children

If I Were a Caterpillar is an up lifting caterpillar book for children. It is an ideal fit for Monarch crazy kids like me. I grew up among our farm’s sticky milkweeds. This is where these industrious caterpillars always build their fancy green cocoons. Our family spent many a day seeking out their tiny windowed apartments. They were found constructed on the underside of the milkweed’s broad, milky leaves. I watched in awe as these caterpillars metamorphosed into the beautiful monarchs we cherish.

This uplifting caterpillar book for children is available on Amazon for the special price of $9.99.

Horrific Haiku With Stupidity Unleashed

Now that’s a horrific haiku with stupidity unleashed.

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“Trust the science” is a mantra out of sync with the innate wisdom of the human body. Just ask it (the body) with the simple but complex knowledge of muscle testing. Believe what your body tells it tells you, and not what comes out of a lab full of rats.

MRNA vaccine injuries are no joke, they cripple and kill you, not the things that ail you.

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Moderna terrorists

fan hypodermic needles.

MRNA Gods.

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These jabs are the antithesis of health. An un-compromised body should be the goal of medicine, not injecting all manner of toxins and poisons to disrupt and compromise normal cell functions. Injecting healthy and vibrant children with these body compromising pharmaceuticals is a crime against nature and humanity.

That is the message from my sacred body and my horrific haiku unleashed. The same important message sent from God, the real one.

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Unique Kid’s Books for the Heart and the Soul

Unique kid’s books for the heart and soul. This means they are wholesome, no LBGQ or transgender references here. No woke agenda or psychiatric mumbo jumbo. Non of the immoral nonsense all too prevalent on modern bookstore shelves today.

I wrote these unique kid’s books, so I can vouch for their wholesomeness.

As for the uniqueness, I am not a literary clone from some university clique of egotists. I grew up on a small farm in a countryside dominated by Christian and Amish families. My books maintain those values and are mostly about nature and our human connections locally here in Northeastern Michigan.

My wife, Mary and I, used be known as QuickTurtle Books, but we are now permanently retired to the country. I am now known as Richard Rensberry, Author. The QuickTurtle website and all of its social media pages have been relegated for deletion, still in progress. WordPress and Amazon are my children’s book’s home from here on out.

The above book, Butterfly Stomach, was written for children having fun at the Cedar Valley Fun Park in Comins, Michigan. The parks claim to fame is the fact that it is the second largest amusement park in Michigan. As far as I know, that is the case. (I’d give a link to the book, but Amazon has put an ad for a women’s dress where the cover of the book is supposed to be presented. I’ll spare you the Amazon intrusion. They are full of woke saboteurs I’m afraid.)

Another example of one of our unique kid’s books for the heart and soul is called “Sasquatch”.

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Michigan is famous for Bigfoot encounters throughout the State. I myself saw a Bigfoot when I was kid, thus a kid’s book on Sasquatch was a natural fit in my collection of unique wholesome books written for our children.

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One of my latest projects resulted in two unique books for the heart and soul about migratory birds. After meeting a delightful Michigan artist by the name of Linda Faith Widing, we embarked on a collaboration to produce “The Kirtland’s Warblers” and “The Wild Canary”. Very unique, beautiful and educational books for kids of all ages.

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So if you are looking for unique children’s books for the heart and soul you have come to the right place. Again, nothing but wholesome and original here.

Michigan Author and Poet Richard Rensberry