Continue reading “The Impossible Dream (The Quest) By Andy Williams To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow And to run where The brave dare not go To right the unwritable wrong And to love pure and chaste from afar To try when your arms are too weary To reach the unreachable star This is my quest To follow that star No matter how hopeless No matter how far To fight for the right Without question or pause To be willing to march, March into hell For that heavenly cause And I know If I’ll only be true To this glorious quest That my heart Will lie peaceful and calm When I’m laid to my rest And the world will be Better for this That one man, scorned And covered with scars, Still strove with his last Ounce of courage To reach the unreachable, The unreachable, The unreachable sta”
Source: I BELIEVE
PLANNING A PEACE TRAIN IS KINDA TRICKY AS THERE ARE
NOT ANY DIRECTIONS. TODAY I’M WITH PUTER AGAIN SO MY
BLOG IS COMING TO LIFE ONCE AGAIN. AND WITH IT I HAVE BEEN
A WEBSITE FOR OVER A YEAR NOW WHATEVER A WEBSITE DOES
I’M TRYING TO RUN MY MISSION THRU IT AND IT SURE IS A MESS.
THE PEACE TRAIN IS COMING ALIVE AND WITH NO MONIES AND TRAIN CARS OR NOTHING THIS HOBO IS GONNA TRY HIS DANGDEST TO GET THIS WORLD IN A BETTER SHAPE THAN THE KILLING FIELDS AND TRAVESTIES AROUND OUR WORLD TODAY, NEED NOT BE. WE MUST ALL WORK TOGETHER AS A COMMON THREAD TO LACE SOCIETY WITH A PEOPLE THAT WANT NOTHING BUT THEIR JOBS AND FAMILIES. TO LIVE AND BREATHE EVERYDAY IN PEACE. I’M GONNA GIT LOTS OF CRAZY GLUE, BAND-AIDS AND ROOTBEER TO WORK LATE EVERYDAY UNTIL THIS PEACE STARTS BECOMING MORE OF A REALITY. SO WHEN THE TRAIN GETS ON TRACKS AND STARTS A ROLLING TOWARD YOUR CITY OR TOWN OR NECK OF THEM WOODS THE RECEPTION OF EVERYONE WILL BE VERY CRITICAL. THE POSITIVE THE ATTITUDES OF FOLKS WILL BE THE CALL. THE PURPOSE OF THE PEACE TRAIN IS TO SET AN EXAMPLE FOR THE WORLD TO LIVE BY.
CAN YOU EVEN FATHOM A WHOLE DAY WITHOUT ANY VIOLENCE OR DEATH BY WAR. TO SEE PEOPLE OF ALL RACES AND RELIGIONS AND GENDERS GET THRU A DAY ACTUALLY HELPING THE WEAKER ONES AND MOLDING A WHOLE NEW WAY OF HOW WE SEE THINGS. ITS COMING, MY DRAWING BOARDS HAVE BEEN DRAWING THE PLANS AND SOON I WILL TRY AND UNFOLD THEM IN A WAY NOT TO OFFEND OR STARTLE ANY FOLKS NOT IN LINE FOR THE PEACE TRAIN COMING TO TOWN.
AS FOR YOUR PRAYERS AND SUPPORT AND IDEARS ANY
THEY ARE SURELY NEEDED. ANY IDEAS PLEASE EMAIL ME AT
email@example.com i would sure appreciate them. MAY GOD
BLESS AND KEEP YOU THIS DAY AND ALWAYS. TILL I GET BACK AGAIN
GENERAL BEBO T. HOPE/pastor of the ‘Hobo Univercity’s Missions for Jesus’ myhomewardbound.org
Since April of 2016 I’ve taught myself the art of raising chickens.Several weeks ago the first-ever eggs were layed .Winter is here and Cockadoodle doo .
May God bless you as you enjoy my short clip olof my flock egg layers.
Seems video clips aren’t there.if I can figure it out live follow ya.
I want to thank each of the readers n followers of the Hobo Univercity. I’ve just reached 4 year anniversary with my blog and this addictive blogging stuff. I never dreamed it would become an obsession n ritual but thanks to all my supporting friends n readers I now operate a website n drawing interests into things in life n living once again.
The biggest thanks goes to Jesus for being here in spirit specially when I’ve needed him most. All the prayers n answered requests of guidance n just nudging me along at times I thought I’d never write another post. Being thankful for just being able to see another sunrise n sunset. Thank you Jesus.
Thanks to Ma Hope my wonderful wife for putting up with all my mood swings n writing slumps for motivating me when I needed it most. For the guidance n patience a caring woman she is offers at times even a cattle prods of advices n ideas. Live endures all it is said well she is proof of just that. How do you repay somebody for all the kindness n good they provide. It is immeasurable the amount of dollars I owe each one of you. May God’s light shine down this day n always to each n everyone of us working the trenches n internet blogs n all the good you are trying to incur in a dismal undeserving world we live in. Someday soon I pray we live in peaceful harmony with our neighbors n adversaries in such a way as to unify a world to a peaceful beginnings and never ceasing in life living for love for us all equally .
Happy Holiday Cheers,
Hobo Univercity’s Missions
We did it finally. Oh the sweet taste of victory and leavi nvm g behind all to be the champions of the World. Oh to be a child once again and know My hometeam is on top. 58 years ago when i was just a bisride from Wrigley field to this fine day was well worth the wait for the victory we succumbed in Cleveland as our Chicago Cubs finished the series on Top of the Majors as #1. Congratulations Cubs. For a job well done.
In his service,
General BT Hope/myhomewardbound.org/preacher
Couldn’t find a good baby bear(cub) picture thus the baby tiger cub will do the trick here. Did anyone see the game. We lost. 1-0 to dem dang INDIANS from Ohio. Nothing but pitching. Goodness they host some talent in a World Series only one team will be the champion. The best of the major leagues will be at it again tonight no doubt as the northerners host the 4th game of 7. It is the time of the cub. I think win.bing it all in Cleveland to save us from Tearing Wrigleys Field down when we do win the series. We R here n no turning back time we will.just have to watch email duke it out. Since moving away several times from Chicago n endured the last 39 years (58 really but feel 40) rooting. Go Cubs Go. My cousin a cardinal fan sayin they was eating cub steaks well it’s illegal to do that n he was a sore sport even as I ate my Cardinal Stew.
Just hold on to your seats as I do believe I do believe in Champion world series Cubs.
My true and faithful all through my life you have my heart and soul how do I know,thank you.
I pray this day your healing power touches Sandy. Her back pain, her feet, depression. Please lift my mission to you Jesus. As it has grown I have learned as your humble servant to listen, hear your voice. The thunder rolls, this mighty soldier is ready at your call Jesus. I seek only Satan, so many imitations of him through the demons of his world,not mine.
I feel your hand upon me, your rock I build your Homeward Bound take my golden heart n this Holy Ground I walk upon and give it life through me Lord.
The body ripe roll, the grapes of your wrath will be over in a heartbeat. These hills mark my family and its ancestral right. I know something telling my soul to keep on this trail. Untimely to onlookers protect and lift me through these songs I sing. Hallelujah, Jesus, Hallelujah,Heaven.
Praise be to you,forever let my light so shine!
Thank you Jesus!
General Bebo T. Hope 2016′