GearedUp

MEEEE

2009-09-11T13:25:00.003-05:00

Yes every one has a space for them selves, every with a blog that is. So here's mine cheers

When i was in India
In....i don't remember but i am sure that's a girl

In a BBQ here in Guad
Same Place...sigh..it was such a happy time...

When i want to art school...

In the Air Force...or some thing

After a long time away....

2009-09-09T16:12:00.004-05:00

Oh hello there my readers....(looking around for a sign of life..)...ahem, i have decided to post up again after along and annoying time away

Think of it this way>> you all missed me terribly and now your so happy to see me once again...see every one is happy i am happy, your flabbergasted, Jesus loves us, and Flo... yeah i will deal with u latter

....thank you for waiting..love you a ton...and i hope your year was fruitful and enjoyable
GRRR!..hahah

My Friends ( you can be one too)

2009-01-26T20:57:00.000-06:00

HI there! Here are some Pictures of you!...my dears, my Loves, my Friends

Me Mike and Jess

My sweet cousin Mel

Good people and good friends too Ben Cheri Phill and Kissiah

OH and whats loves Kat, My kitty Kathy and my boy Checko

and oh what pretty face what lovely eyes a pretty friend

My bro Mike and my sweet friend Ale (love you)
OH yes how can i for get~ THE Grinch~ such a pal heheh

oh and friends form a distance

oh well i could get every one here ..sorry but i will, i will find ur pictures, i will post u up as my friend ....i will find u
Love,
Rick

NEW years

2008-12-31T12:55:00.002-06:00

HaPPY new years everyone LOVE you tons!!!
Have fun !

Oh....

2008-12-03T23:20:00.002-06:00

And Happy Holidays

Have a Jolly Christmas

~HI~

2008-12-03T23:14:00.002-06:00

well hello .....
sorry i can upload more pictures due to the fact that my internet is working as slow as it possibly can..... but!!! don't miss the next exciting Episode of my" Nonsense' Riddly Tell tell" Stay tOON
~Rick~

SchoolTime!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-10-17T13:16:00.010-05:00

{I took these pictures with a web cam there for the bad quality}

School Has started!
The teacher has entered the class room
NO one make a Sound!

The TEACHER! (Me)
And all the good children (the little angels)

and..that's Fred asking to use the Restroom

I will think About it
NO!!!!

yes this is a normal day in school with me and my kids. We learn a lot and every one is good and Happy!!!

Would you like to join MY school? (snicker snicker)

Fish?

2008-10-14T20:03:00.003-05:00

The Leviathan
A Creature of mystic and Terror. Legend Made it deadly the Bible made it Mystic.
It fought many Battles and slew many man. It was a beast of madness an animal of war .
A Man slayer!

I just think it was a strange Fish....what do you think it is..(notice how i said "is") ;D

JUice

2008-09-19T20:19:00.005-05:00

"Juice"
As told by S.X. Leuk

A man set out to sea .....to see what he could find
a quest or fortune, or perhaps the love of his life

So he traveled with a motley crew, for they knew the seven seas more then you.
and old boat he barged for and called it Juice. .
Stopped at a near by harbor to rest and ponder

And pleaded to a young and fair lady which one of them was of fairest appeal
The Young and beautiful lady answered in a most dainty fashion
With a tone that could sooth the storms
and make the mermaids rage with jealousy, with such passion and style she uttered
"JUICE"

The End

Vile and wicked Nation

2008-09-17T20:27:00.005-05:00

ECCLESIASTES 4

¹So I returned, and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

²Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive.

³Yea, better is he than both they, which hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun.

⁴Again, I considered all travail, and every right work, that for this a man is envied of his neighbour. This is also vanity and vexation of spirit.

⁵The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh.

⁶Better is an handful with quietness, than both the hands full with travail and vexation of spirit.

⁷Then I returned, and I saw vanity under the sun.

⁸There is one alone, and there is not a second; yea, he hath neither child nor brother: yet is there no end of all his labour; neither is his eye satisfied with riches; neither saith he, For whom do I labour, and bereave my soul of good? This is also vanity, yea, it is a sore travail.

⁹Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.

¹⁰For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.

¹¹Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone?

¹²And if one prevail against him, two shall withstand him; and a threefold cord is not quickly broken.

¹³Better is a poor and a wise child than an old and foolish king, who will no more be admonished.

¹⁴For out of prison he cometh to reign; whereas also he that is born in his kingdom becometh poor.

¹⁵I considered all the living which walk under the sun, with the second child that shall stand up in his stead.

¹⁶There is no end of all the people, even of all that have been before them: they also that come after shall not rejoice in him. Surely this also is vanity and vexation of spirit.

When i was a youg boy i wrote this

2008-08-22T00:19:00.002-05:00

This was the testimony i wrote in when we were doing the AIP i don't think it got posted but PTL

With Just a Little Effort

The Activated program has stretched my faith in seeming impossibility. When I heard about the A.I.P and the getting out activated, I was shocked! I had never got out a subscription before, much less given a class on it. I thought to my self “Oh God! It’s never going to work I’ll never make the minimum required”, but the lord said “Ah! But you can and will, you’ll see.” “But lord?” I asked “you know me, am not all that wound up in the activated program and…and.” “Silence boy!” exclaimed JC “I don’t want to hear of what you can’t do.” Forward the lord “I want to hear of what you can do, you know nothing is impossible.”
“Huh right, so where do I start”
“By telling me what you’re capable of doing so you can get out activated”
“Ok well ‘I can do all things in Christ’ so ya I can do that.”
“Well what I meant is what effort you can do to accomplish your goal.”
“Oh I see, I do my part and you’ll do yours.”
“Exactly!”
“Even if it’s small?”
“Even if it’s small” he answered
“Ok I’ll see to it then”
“All right then, but don’t forget to ask me everything.”
“Will do, and thanks”
So I went on to see what my effort was going to be. I got together with my Bro and stared praying up ideas to sell subscriptions. Well in God’s great divinity and mercy he got something through are thick skulls.
“Write your relatives in one message, and ask them if they would like to help you in your contest.”
Hey yeah that might work, write my relatives cool. So just that, sounds like just a little effort, to write one letter, well ok.
So my bro and I went ahead and wrote them a nice little two paragraph message explaining all that was meant to be explained about the contest and if they would like to get a subscription etc. Well two day’s later one of my aunties wrote back saying she wanted to get 4 subscriptions. I was like WOW! Uh sure…thanks!
Next I got the faith to call my grandparents and try to get them Activated. My grandmother immediately wanted a subscription and grandfather got one a little later.
Well for many of you pros that can do what I did in like a day or two, this may seem like elementary. But I learned that with just a little effort, just one little obedience you’re opening one big door to God’s will.

Ummm....

2008-07-04T18:27:00.002-05:00

Hey every one that looks at this blog. I haven't been able to post any more cuz my camera died><
its a very sad lost, but PTL iwill see what other more interesting things i can post k .....with much love,
Rick

A Fun Day ...a crazzy day

2008-03-24T12:08:00.030-06:00

IT was a FUn day ....A glorious day....a red day

It all started out, we were on out way to some far away land, sailing east....A cowboy wanted to come along....So i thought about it.....We settled it with a keg....
Mutiny!!!
The Capitan came in>."i will have none o'this on me boat !"
They said they were sorry

Every thing was cool!
We arrived at a beautiful island
We set of to explore
And looked for gold!
Killed some coyotes
And took a brake
Oh it was a fun day!!!......
HEY lets go hunting!
Sure !
But first we will have Word Time
Alright lets go!
Look what we got!
Yumm

THE END

The rest of the evening was one of great delight and Fun. But the crew ,now off to there quarters, will have more to tell.....

-Rick

My Family

2007-12-04T19:30:00.001-06:00

The Goyer Family

At the wedding
Marie and Cloud
Me and my Aunt MarinaMonkeying around
Foolish girl
My Sons
Sandy and Susy
My Dad
My sisters, bro, and cousins ...and Grama
Get ready!
GO!...Weeee
My cousin Danny Mike and Me

My home

2007-11-28T19:20:00.001-06:00

Here are some pictures of my awesome home and its inhabitants :D love you all
Pat doing his thing
at the expo firting with the models
Me and KiKa
checko
At the beach
Some psyco
King Kit
Joe>
Me and Ike Sike
Checko being a growch
whatever>>
hair Cut
dress-up night
The boys

MORE!!!

2007-11-28T18:56:00.000-06:00

more pics !!!! me there the smartest guy in Class <<<

and Claire (on the other side<<<)

ThE GRADUATION

2007-11-24T13:37:00.002-06:00

me not knowing were to go ?

Anita the kidds

oh it was so fun going up there and talking >>
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FUN!

2007-05-18T13:45:00.001-05:00

Here I Post...oh my i left that here i post thing in all the other ones! shoot! oh well its cool.... oh that's when i turned 18 and Ang 24 FUn fUN ya i would say more but the picture is worth a 1000 words so that's enough..ok

2007-05-18T13:30:00.000-05:00

Here I Post>>>> jumping in the river with my cousin Derick...and so we don't die and get eaten by the water we have our life jackets!! yey!

MORE!!!!!

2007-05-18T13:19:00.000-05:00

Here I Post
ok am back just want to say i will be putting some pics soon for my good friends>> acrustic creature and kathy ..love you !!! well just wait and you will get some>> ok>>> there u all see a new pic sweet~! and more on there way!

2007-03-03T20:47:00.000-06:00

< and thTS ME trying to teach my self guitar thATS some model

OH looky me go am on fire know!

ok ok ok ok okok oko here PIcs i got a lot of those those and not a lot of words so here!!!!!!...>>>

the REDNESSS of DEATH

2007-03-01T22:10:00.000-06:00

Yey am back with and here's a little some thing to read ...i know its not so inspiring but it has a massage to it like look....

Martha Womack said and i quot :No one escapes death. Human happiness (as represented by Prince Prospero) seeks to wall out the threat of death; however, the Biblical reference (I Thessalonians 5:2-3) at the end of the story reminds us that death comes "like a thief in the night," and even those who seek "peace and safety...shall not escape."

THE MASQUE OF THE RED DEATH Edgar Allan Poe 1842

THE "Red Death" had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal --the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body and especially upon the face of the victim, were the pest ban which shut him out from the aid and from the sympathy of his fellow-men. And the whole seizure, progress and termination of the disease, were the incidents of half an hour. But the Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and sagacious. When his dominions were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousand hale and light-hearted friends from among the knights and dames of his court, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of one of his castellated abbeys. This was an extensive and magnificent structure, the creation of the prince's own eccentric yet august taste. A strong and lofty wall girdled it in. This wall had gates of iron. The courtiers, having entered, brought furnaces and massy hammers and welded the bolts. They resolved to leave means neither of ingress or egress to the sudden impulses of despair or of frenzy from within. The abbey was amply provisioned. With such precautions the courtiers might bid defiance to contagion. The external world could take care of itself. In the meantime it was folly to grieve, or to think. The prince had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were buffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All these and security were within. Without was the "Red Death." It was toward the close of the fifth or sixth month of his seclusion, and while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad, that the Prince Prospero entertained his thousand friends at a masked ball of the most unusual magnificence. It was a voluptuous scene, that masquerade. But first let me tell of the rooms in which it was held. There were seven --an imperial suite. In many palaces, however, such suites form a long and straight vista, while the folding doors slide back nearly to the walls on either hand, so that the view of the whole extent is scarcely impeded. Here the case was very different; as might have been expected from the duke's love of the bizarre. The apartments were so irregularly disposed that the vision embraced but little more than one at a time. There was a sharp turn at every twenty or thirty yards, and at each turn a novel effect. To the right and left, in the middle of each wall, a tall and narrow Gothic window looked out upon a closed corridor which pursued the windings of the suite. These windows were of stained glass whose color varied in accordance with the prevailing hue of the decorations of the chamber into which it opened. That at the eastern extremity was hung, for example, in blue --and vividly blue were its windows. The second chamber was purple in its ornaments and tapestries, and here the panes were purple. The third was green throughout, and so were the casements. The fourth was furnished and lighted with orange --the fifth with white --the sixth with violet. The seventh apartment was closely shrouded in black velvet tapestries that hung all over the ceiling and down the walls, falling in heavy folds upon a carpet of the same material and hue. But in this chamber only, the color of the windows failed to correspond with the decorations. The panes here were scarlet --a deep blood color. Now in no one of the seven apartments was there any lamp or candelabrum, amid the profusion of golden ornaments that lay scattered to and fro or depended from the roof. There was no light of any kind emanating from lamp or candle within the suite of chambers. But in the corridors that followed the suite, there stood, opposite to each window, a heavy tripod, bearing a brazier of fire that protected its rays through the tinted glass and so glaringly illumined the room. And thus were produced a multitude of gaudy and fantastic appearances. But in the western or black chamber the effect of the fire-light that streamed upon the dark hangings through the blood-tinted panes, was ghastly in the extreme, and produced so wild a look upon the countenances of those who entered, that there were few of the company bold enough to set foot within its precincts at all. It was in this apartment, also, that there stood against the western wall, a gigantic clock of ebony. Its pendulum swung to and fro with a dull, heavy, monotonous clang; and when the minute-hand made the circuit of the face, and the hour was to be stricken, there came from the brazen lungs of the clock a sound which was clear and loud and deep and exceedingly musical, but of so peculiar a note and emphasis that, at each lapse of an hour, the musicians of the orchestra were constrained to pause, momentarily, in their performance, to hearken to the sound; and thus the waltzers perforce ceased their evolutions; and there was a brief disconcert of the whole gay company; and, while the chimes of the clock yet rang, it was observed that the giddiest grew pale, and the more aged and sedate passed their hands over their brows as if in confused reverie or meditation. But when the echoes had fully ceased, a light laughter at once pervaded the assembly; the musicians looked at each other and smiled as if at their own nervousness and folly, and made whispering vows, each to the other, that the next chiming of the clock should produce in them no similar emotion; and then, after the lapse of sixty minutes, (which embrace three thousand and six hundred seconds of the Time that flies,) there came yet another chiming of the clock, and then were the same disconcert and tremulousness and meditation as before. But, in spite of these things, it was a gay and magnificent revel. The tastes of the duke were peculiar. He had a fine eye for colors and effects. He disregarded the decora of mere fashion. His plans were bold and fiery, and his conceptions glowed with barbaric lustre. There are some who would have thought him mad. His followers felt that he was not. It was necessary to hear and see and touch him to be sure that he was not. He had directed, in great part, the moveable embellishments of the seven chambers, upon occasion of this great fete; and it was his own guiding taste which had given character to the masqueraders. Be sure they were grotesque. There were much glare and glitter and piquancy and phantasm --much of what has been since seen in "Hernani." There were arabesque figures with unsuited limbs and appointments. There were delirious fancies such as the madman fashions. There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust. To and fro in the seven chambers there stalked, in fact, a multitude of dreams. And these --the dreams --writhed in and about, taking hue from the rooms, and causing the wild music of the orchestra to seem as the echo of their steps. And, anon, there strikes the ebony clock which stands in the hall of the velvet. And then, for a moment, all is still, and all is silent save the voice of the clock. The dreams are stiff-frozen as they stand. But the echoes of the chime die away --they have endured but an instant --and a light, half-subdued laughter floats after them as they depart. And now again the music swells, and the dreams live, and writhe to and fro more merrily than ever, taking hue from the many-tinted windows through which stream the rays from the tripods. But to the chamber which lies most westwardly of the seven, there are now none of the maskers who venture; for the night is waning away; and there flows a ruddier light through the blood-colored panes; and the blackness of the sable drapery appals; and to him whose foot falls upon the sable carpet, there comes from the near clock of ebony a muffled peal more solemnly emphatic than any which reaches their ears who indulge in the more remote gaieties of the other apartments. But these other apartments were densely crowded, and in them beat feverishly the heart of life. And the revel went whirlingly on, until at length there commenced the sounding of midnight upon the clock. And then the music ceased, as I have told; and the evolutions of the waltzers were quieted; and there was an uneasy cessation of all things as before. But now there were twelve strokes to be sounded by the bell of the clock; and thus it happened, perhaps, that more of thought crept, with more of time, into the meditations of the thoughtful among those who revelled. And thus, too, it happened, perhaps, that before the last echoes of the last chime had utterly sunk into silence, there were many individuals in the crowd who had found leisure to become aware of the presence of a masked figure which had arrested the attention of no single individual before. And the rumor of this new presence having spread itself whisperingly around, there arose at length from the whole company a buzz, or murmur, expressive of disapprobation and surprise --then, finally, of terror, of horror, and of disgust. In an assembly of phantasms such as I have painted, it may well be supposed that no ordinary appearance could have excited such sensation. In truth the masquerade license of the night was nearly unlimited; but the figure in question had out-Heroded Herod, and gone beyond the bounds of even the prince's indefinite decorum. There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion. Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made. The whole company, indeed, seemed now deeply to feel that in the costume and bearing of the stranger neither wit nor propriety existed. The figure was tall and gaunt, and shrouded from head to foot in the habiliments of the grave. The mask which concealed the visage was made so nearly to resemble the countenance of a stiffened corpse that the closest scrutiny must have had difficulty in detecting the cheat. And yet all this might have been endured, if not approved, by the mad revellers around. But the mummer had gone so far as to assume the type of the Red Death. His vesture was dabbled in blood --and his broad brow, with all the features of the face, was besprinkled with the scarlet horror. When the eyes of Prince Prospero fell upon this spectral image (which with a slow and solemn movement, as if more fully to sustain its role, stalked to and fro among the waltzers) he was seen to be convulsed, in the first moment with a strong shudder either of terror or distaste; but, in the next, his brow reddened with rage. "Who dares?" he demanded hoarsely of the courtiers who stood near him --"who dares insult us with this blasphemous mockery? Seize him and unmask him --that we may know whom we have to hang at sunrise, from the battlements!" It was in the eastern or blue chamber in which stood the Prince Prospero as he uttered these words. They rang throughout the seven rooms loudly and clearly --for the prince was a bold and robust man, and the music had become hushed at the waving of his hand. It was in the blue room where stood the prince, with a group of pale courtiers by his side. At first, as he spoke, there was a slight rushing movement of this group in the direction of the intruder, who at the moment was also near at hand, and now, with deliberate and stately step, made closer approach to the speaker. But from a certain nameless awe with which the mad assumptions of the mummer had inspired the whole party, there were found none who put forth hand to seize him; so that, unimpeded, he passed within a yard of the prince's person; and, while the vast assembly, as if with one impulse, shrank from the centres of the rooms to the walls, he made his way uninterruptedly, but with the same solemn and measured step which had distinguished him from the first, through the blue chamber to the purple --through the purple to the green --through the green to the orange --through this again to the white --and even thence to the violet, ere a decided movement had been made to arrest him. It was then, however, that the Prince Prospero, maddening with rage and the shame of his own momentary cowardice, rushed hurriedly through the six chambers, while none followed him on account of a deadly terror that had seized upon all. He bore aloft a drawn dagger, and had approached, in rapid impetuosity, to within three or four feet of the retreating figure, when the latter, having attained the extremity of the velvet apartment, turned suddenly and confronted his pursuer. There was a sharp cry --and the dagger dropped gleaming upon the sable carpet, upon which, instantly afterwards, fell prostrate in death the Prince Prospero. Then, summoning the wild courage of despair, a throng of the revellers at once threw themselves into the black apartment, and, seizing the mummer, whose tall figure stood erect and motionless within the shadow of the ebony clock, gasped in unutterable horror at finding the grave-cerements and corpse-like mask which they handled with so violent a rudeness, untenanted by any tangible form. And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

Ninja VS Samuria

2006-08-08T22:55:00.000-05:00

Here I Post: GREAT!!!!!
yes that guy in red is going to die.... yey why because......no can beat a ninja in a hid-in-seek game ahahahahaa, evil!!!!!
"you never see it coming, but they do"

2006-07-27T16:44:00.001-05:00

A nasty picture of yours truly, taken in a party by Alinna>>>. cheezz i look like im falling, falling......in to the pit of long ago and far away....yey!!!!!

Run you Fool!!!!

2006-07-27T16:27:00.000-05:00

oh in the old days when the richa and powerfull would go about killing and slaughtering the poor and innocent....well this guy is certain of his innocence and there for is been hounded for his thievery and bad looks (snicker snicker)

DIE!!!!!!

2006-07-27T16:18:00.000-05:00

yes .....oh what you din't know.....I am V
ahaha now that you know my true identity you must.....just dont make sucha big fuss about it..ok grrrr or else.....

The first

2006-04-03T22:26:00.000-05:00

Well this will be my first post on this sight thing on mine....so ...cool ....well what can i say this all very nice...and who made this Blog place??
where do all this stuff comes from??
I wonder, i wonder ,i tell you i wonder........??
well yep i might be off right know ...but who cares ..right ahahah :D
cool.. well i guess this will be my first post ...

The Rick