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Catalina's Milky Way Dreams
(c) Re- Written 2024 - By The Depressed Poet, Doc Dalton
Shooting Stars and fast moving CarsRumble through the roads of my mindTick-e-ty Tock, the old sounds of the clockSay's it's almost a quarter past nine
The moons surely rising, the stars are a glidingAnd Mr. Sandman is ready to roamHurry off to bed and put your pillow under your headHe might just be visiting you tonight at homeDrifting off to sleep is such a wonderful featAdventures you'll enjoy on your ownMaking new friends on a journey to no endA secrete life that is yours all aloneDon't be afraid of those gobble lee goo'sOr those pirates drifting to sea on their boatsThere's no need to worry there just in your dreamsLike rainbow clouds and cotton candy floatsOh that sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerPlease, don't take my Dreams a wayTo see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way DreamsWe could have so much funUnder an ice cream sun and laugh our time awaySing some M & M songs the whole day longUntil we awake to brand new day
Pluto say's hey kiddo don't get out of bedAs Snakel Puss laughs and says, ah it's OKKKKKKKKPopeye yell's, were gone in a minute after I eat me spinachPoo say's all aboard my Banana Split SleighOh that Sky's full of colors of make believe wondersExciting every step of the wayCan't you let me stay for just a little bit longerWorry not Catalina, we won't take your Dreams a way
To see this through a child's eyesOn the path to where stars brightly beamThrough a different world of twist and twirlsWon't you come to my Milky Way Dreams
Catalina say's, please come join me, on my Milky Way Dreams




There are countless times that we feel lost and become confused about many things. In this case I am referring to church, faith, the Lord and more.

It becomes extremely difficult for us to separate church and God within our own minds when in retrospect, it should not. We wage our own personal battles within ourselves and with ourselves, over this confusion. We have been taught, trained and brain washed at times to accept the word of the priest, pastor or spiritual leader when deep within the pit of our stomachs don't feel comfortable with what is being said. From a young age we don't question and if we do, there is something wrong with us. Why?

They say that the book says this and the book says that, but what happens if the book is wrong and even more what happens if the book isn't wrong, but the one who is teaching it, received the wrong interpretation of what he is now teaching.  Do we go to hell because of this? Personally, I don't think so. When I say book, I do not necessarily mean the bible, it could be countless books.

A pastor who I knew and respected once said in open mass that when he was graduating from school, he spoke with his higher ups about having a difficult time preaching about a certain topic because he did not personally believe it. He was told if he did not teach this, he would not be able to receive his diploma, and he would not become a pastor. So, this says several things to me. What happened to free will, I guess it doesn't always count in this case. If they are following their books so closely, meaning school, what happens if they are truly wrong. That means many pastors are teaching incorrectly and last, is there any chance at all for a small change in that explanation so one may have a better understanding of what is being taught to them.

For some, if you take church out of the equation and make that experience a personal relationship with God, it then becomes an authentic meaningful experience one between you and God. It's like when you go to confession and tell the priest your sins. Why do I need him, why can't I talk directly to God and cut out the middleman.

In John Chapter 10 Jesus says, I am the Shepherd, I protect my sheep, if you are not one of them, I won't. My friend, I want to be that sheep, I want God to be my shepherd. I want to speak with that shepherd every day and tell him how much I love him and need him and want him in my life. I do not want someone else to tell me how I should do this, I want and need to do this on my own and so should you.

Make your church your own body and mind. Think quietly and loudly and scream like hell to the heavens above and tell him how you want his protection, his love, his guidance and you want him to be in your life. You become the pastor of your own personal church and understand, you don't need to know everything, you just need to know that you are being honest and truthful while trying to do and be the person you need to be.

God bless and best of luck on your journey.








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