Opinions and Thoughts of LightHouse Dann Verner - Just as he is!

They say I am tough, but yet, I feel so rough. This mask I wear has gotten me where? Like Kid rock says, “I’ve ate out of dumpsters and dined with Kings.” Like the clock shows, I have experienced many things. Yet, in sorrow I have walked my many roads. For the life I have lived was mostly alone. I am, therefore I think I have experienced pain and I have witnessed their sorrow. I hope that they can forgive me on the ‘morrow. For always in my heart I hold this sorrow. Perhaps I should have been born in a swamp. For an outlaw life seems what I want. I have buried my Mother and 98 friends. I wake each morning wondering, “WHEN?” FAMILY GANG-LIFE LIGHTHOUSE DANN VERNER SOCIETY THE LAST CANADIAN COSMONAUT THE ORIGINAL URBAN VIKING VIOLENCE

I have just discovered that someone has hacked into my life via a fake PayPal account. I am truly baffled as to why anyone would want to be  ME . On a good day I would rather be someone else. I live off of less than $1500 per month. My rent is $995, Internet $60 and cell phones $90. Then add in food, bus fare and school supplies for my son and there is a deficit. These low-life scumbags have turned my life upside-down. All my finances are frozen. I have gone six weeks with no income whatsoever! Everyday is a struggle just to come up with $4 for bus fare for my boy to attend school. I strongly fear it is going to get much worse. Today I received a bill for $4,323.58 for a Canadian Tire Card I never have had. How they got a credit card is beyond me. I have tried numerous times to obtain a MasterCard to no avail. Yet these pricks ran up over four grand on a card they obtained. My credit is so bad that even I refuse to lend me money. I am irresponsible with cr...

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DO KILLER CLOWNS KNOW IT’S WEDNESDAY? Posted on   September 13, 2017 by   LightHouse Dann Verner So, here we are existing through yet another Wednesday.  Oddly, I have mused all during this day about “ Killer Clowns”. Not too sure as to why. But, I’m dealing with it, them. Maybe it’s a LSD flashback from that wierd trip I went through in 1969. ( Last time I EVER do two Orange double barrels at 8am.) Or maybe it is because I once hung with “ Killer Clowns”.    But, they are all either incarcerated or deceased now.  I  am truly “ The Last Man Standing “, of the original nine. I am turning 60 on October the fifth.  Never in my wildest of dreams did I consider I would someday celebrate six decades on your planet.  My family and friends grow more amazed each year, as they never expected me to survive past my eighteenth birthday.   Yet, here I am.  Not to say I am positive I will be around to celebrate my...

I have soared with ‘ sour ‘ crows. Yet, it was the ‘ lowly ‘ pigeon that showed the most.  I have dined in the company of ‘ distinguished ‘ woman. Only to find the ‘ common ‘ lady best to break bread with. I have strolled with ‘ rich ‘ kings. Only to walk side by side with ‘ poor ‘ princes.  I have loved an ‘ illusion ‘.  Only to find the ‘ illusion ‘ of love. I have bedded ‘ sensual ‘ elites. Only to prefer to love ‘ beauty ‘ deep.  I have hugged the ‘ icy’  corpse .  Only to feel a ‘ warm ‘ embrace.

​ There isn't a prison in the Western world that doesn't have the gang of "Muslim Brotherhood". And every single jailhouse Muslim is one just to get better food and special treatment.  Every Blood or Cripp gang member I have met in all my years claim to be Muslim.  And then they sell guns and heroin for the very people who want us dead. Muslim Brotherhood is not a new thing. No more than the Aryan Brotherhood is new. BOTH are using labels to  promote their drugs and arms dealing.  Now, in the case of the M.B., just by selling guns and heroin are they not being contradictory to their "PEACEFUL" so-called religion? False Muslims. Low life gang members hiding behind a Pedophilia religion to get rich off the destruction of their neighbours and funnel money back to ISIL, Taliban and other such low life scum. The A.N. members are no better. I have a colourful history and those who know me well know I have deep ties with multiple gangs. What I say to ...

Ontario’s poor excuse of a Premier,  The Dishonorable Kathleen Wynne,  released her budget yesterday. Everyone is excited and patting themselves on the back over “PHARMACARE”.  I have a problem with this. Firstly,  it is aimed at YOUTH!!!! UNDER THE AGE OF TWENTY-FIVE.  What is wrong with that? Well, are our youth so medicated and traumatized  that they need help buying their medication?   Is it not bad enough that we have many of them already saying they need their “medicine” (medical marijuana) and are surviving on welfare or the Ontario Disability Support Program?  BUT SECONDLY  ……. WHAT ABOUT OUR GROWING SENIOR POPULATION?  Common sense would dictate that it is they who need the assistance.  The younger professional welfare recipients are already covered by their drug card issued under the Social Services Act. The elderly have to decide between food, hydro or just surviving These damn Liberal degenera...

Imagine if you thought today was actually tomorrow and then realized it was actually yesterday. Confusing pondering for sure. Such is my mindset when I gaze upon modern society. I am dumbfounded as to why the vast majority either sees not or chooses not to show concern. Whatever happened to love thy neighbour? Whatever became of lending a helping hand? Where has honour above all dispersed to? I look at the world we have created for my sons and I worry.  I worry that they will mature with the mindsets that violence happens, marriages are disposable and respect is a fable.  So, every night I drift into R.E.M. with a kaleidoscope of fears and anxieties dancing through the windmills of my mind. And I worry for my babies. I am frightened for what they may have to experience in their adulthood's because we, the priors, had no sensibility. Do you worry? Do you have the moxy to change what we have instilled into the id of our youth? Me thinks we best get ...

My life has been a twisted, almost paranormal trip. Many experiences that few have had the pleasure of living. Met tens of thousand various people of every walk there lays in life. I have been evil, I have been good. I have met unholy and walked with the Holy. I have been homeless and I have fed the homeless. I have died seven times and lived eight. I would not change a thing except maybe being able to sing.

SOMETIMES Sometimes we live. Sometimes we die. Sometimes we give. Sometimes we cry. Sometimes we stand to live. Sometimes we sit to die. Eight times I did live. Seven times I did die. This time I live and worry. This time I stand and pray. This time from Death I scurry. This time I wish for a new day. Today I ponder. Today I shake. Today I wonder........ does my soul they “take”. It is to be decided by your Gods, and Shake.

OMG! Now They Want To Use Saint Patrick's Day As A Media Bitch? There comes a time when a movements urge and persistence destroys their cause in the eyes of a logical person. First let me state - I am not homophobic. Now, here is my beef.  In just about all public agenda's the Pride Movement has stolen the actual meaning by claiming prejudice or alienation. This applies to ALL political area's, every type of public gathering and lately parade's.  Today, it is The Saint Patrick's Day Parade's. For those who are not sure of the true meaning of this "celebration", here is Wikipedia's answer: Saint Patrick's Day  or the  Feast of Saint Patrick  ( Irish :  Lá Fhéile Pádraig , "the Day of the Festival of Patrick") is a cultural and religious  holiday  celebrated annually on 17 March, the death date of the most commonly-recognised  patron saint  of  Ireland ,  Saint Patrick  ( c.  AD 385–461). Sai...