Rock Picture
I'm getting ready to put this up on eBay, but thought all of you would enjoy the story that goes with it.
Have you ever sat down on the beach wishing the sea would give up one of its treasures something so big, it would help fulfill a dream? A large diamond, or a chest full of coins
One day I was sitting 50 feet from the water line watching the tide go out
I watched a wave growing in the distance, towering above the other waves, people were running from its path, it crashed in front of me, and like an arrow, a point of the wave shot across the dry sand towards me, disappearing as it reached my feet, I looked down and saw a stone, I picked it up looking at it, my first thought as I tucked it in my pocket was a commercial that I just watched for Disneys 50th anniversary, with the shape of our favorite mouse in the middle
I walked down the beach chuckling as this story came to mind...
Mousey Grin
Happy 50th Anniversary Disney
the two famous mice put on their disguise
time to sneak away, big excited eyes
colorful Spanish town, music and laughter fill the street
beautiful mariachis spinning and dancing to the beat
Rosa and Rito wear sombreros joining the crowd
dancing down the street, celebration very loud
souls intertwining drifting down the beach
she runs away giggling, just beyond his reach
sparkling eyes, glowing passion as they kissed
lovers drifting in the clouds dreamy mist
succulent lobster, best without a doubt
waves stroke the cliff, ocean breaths in and out
explosive fireworks, animals grunting on the farms
heartbeat of music fades, curling up in his warm arms
first morning sunbeam touches Ritos toe
jumping to his feet Gosh, we gotta go
Could this really be where Rosa fell asleep 50 years ago?
Naaa, just kidding, now for the real story of this amazing rock .
That evening, as I was sitting at the campfire, I reached in my pocket and pulled out the stone looking at it. Looking closely realizing it was the perfect firestone, with a place in the middle to shave dry wood with a hole to blow through on the side and what I thought looked like two ears, was where it had been rubbed down with a spinning tip that created sparks turning it around after its burning would be perfect changing the flame into a small torch to start the larger fire putting a hot glowing coal in the center of the stone allowed it to be moved to another location to start a fire
Firestone
Shaman chosen, to hold the treasured stone
Firestarter .. the task is his alone
through the chilly night, keeps the embers glowing
banking up the wood, on his knees a blowing
smells of cooking foods loft up in the air
only time he failed monsoon very rare
water splashed his face as rain snuffed the fire
opens the box, for all he will require
mystic firestone filled with dry wood chips
arrow chosen, one of the special tips
clasped hands twist, sparkling right into the heart
breathless moment, kindling glows, magic start
bright flame reaches out, scaring off the night
filling dark shadows, with warmth of golden light
I lay there wondering how this treasure ended up in the sea, as I drifted off to sleep a whole new meaning came to me...
Matlocks Rock
ancient truth washed ashore, last resting place
visions and dreams, wind blowing in my face
predator perched on the mountain peak
watching for young prey, innocent and weak
playful monkeys run out from under trees
drawn to the water, inviting warm breeze
chilling shadow soaring across the waves
its home lies deep inside the cold dark caves
young chimps, shrieks of terror and fear
mother looks up, on her cheek forms a tear
the gem that sparked her life, so cute and funny
tumbling through the home, far sweeter than honey
teachers whisper of her heartbreaking tale
warned to watch the kids, sadly she did fail
the truth I now hold, from the beginning of time
reminds of a small spirit without justice for the crime
maybe this is the worlds first unsolved case
child taken by a beast, disappeared without a trace..
this artifact will make the difference Matlock grunted
Project ORN where the predators, become the hunted
I woke after the dream, walking out and picking up the firestone, was there a special meaning when they make a firestone out of a skull? Turning it over and looking closely under the moonlight I could see the outline of the features, and its shape was that of a miniature gorillas head, maybe a prehistoric baby? On the other side, the perfect shape of a Teradactyl claw from where it was snatched up as prey
Terrydactyls on a local island?
Could miniature gorillas have at one time lived on our coast?
Does this fossil, tell an unknown story of California and Mexican history?
Could a book be written about this rock?
Where do dreams come from, and why did I have a dream showing the history of this lost little soul? I have been helping in missing childrens cases over the last few years, getting dreams with information no one else knows that hold clues to solving the cases. Could just touching this stone have somehow connected me to its history? Could it really be one of the first missing childrens cases that went unsolved and now after all these years has reappeared at my feet seeking justice?
I wonder if spirits can be trapped inside of fossils, (was this the first Indian quick start lighter?) Have other fire starters like these been found around the world? Does it show how advanced the Indian civilizations were thousands of years ago? Was it used by explorers traveling between islands so they had fire on their travels? Was it lost when a boat capsized? It would make a great showcase item for someone
Imagine the incredible odds of finding one of the worlds first victims of evil, washed to shore and found hundreds of thousands years later and used as a firestone, lost again when a boat capsized and reappearing to me now at a time when I need help raising money for a system that will assist law enforcement in making the world a safer place for children. As Predators evolve so must the weapons needed that will be protecting our children from them.
Who am I? Ill give you a hint by saying this stone washed up to me not far from Fox Studio more importantly, three years ago, my daughters best friend was kidnapped from the safety of her bed, and killed by a pedovile I made a promise to my daughter, to do everything possible to make the world safer for children. I was followed by over 4 million readers as Matlock during the trial, fought for the Amber Alert and the online databases of dangerous sexual offenders. Now over the last few years have been working with a team of volunteer geniuses that are creating Project ORN, the final step in tracking down and registering missing sexual offenders.
Project ORN needs at least a quarter million in funding to finish putting everything in place. Maybe a few organizations that care about children will offer to match whatever this treasure sells for so we can get closer to the goal.
Im not sure if anyone will ever prove this is more than a rock, but to me, it holds the memory of a child that was struck down by evil, it symbolizes the fight I have been through over the years, trying to light a fire and get the message out. Law enforcement can only do so much, its our responsibility to take the final steps in keeping our children safe from harm.
Now you know why Im auctioning Matlocks Rock, what better tribute to an ancient lost soul than being used making a safer future for our children.
Copyright ©2005 Rocky
Rock Picture
the other side of the rock is where you can see what it is, but I don't have the other picture up on the website yet, and can't figure out how to put it up here...
I'm getting ready to put this up on eBay, but thought all of you would enjoy the story that goes with it.
Have you ever sat down on the beach wishing the sea would give up one of its treasures something so big, it would help fulfill a dream? A large diamond, or a chest full of coins
One day I was sitting 50 feet from the water line watching the tide go out
I watched a wave growing in the distance, towering above the other waves, people were running from its path, it crashed in front of me, and like an arrow, a point of the wave shot across the dry sand towards me, disappearing as it reached my feet, I looked down and saw a stone, I picked it up looking at it, my first thought as I tucked it in my pocket was a commercial that I just watched for Disneys 50th anniversary, with the shape of our favorite mouse in the middle
I walked down the beach chuckling as this story came to mind...
Mousey Grin
Happy 50th Anniversary Disney
the two famous mice put on their disguise
time to sneak away, big excited eyes
colorful Spanish town, music and laughter fill the street
beautiful mariachis spinning and dancing to the beat
Rosa and Rito wear sombreros joining the crowd
dancing down the street, celebration very loud
souls intertwining drifting down the beach
she runs away giggling, just beyond his reach
sparkling eyes, glowing passion as they kissed
lovers drifting in the clouds dreamy mist
succulent lobster, best without a doubt
waves stroke the cliff, ocean breaths in and out
explosive fireworks, animals grunting on the farms
heartbeat of music fades, curling up in his warm arms
first morning sunbeam touches Ritos toe
jumping to his feet Gosh, we gotta go
Could this really be where Rosa fell asleep 50 years ago?
Naaa, just kidding, now for the real story of this amazing rock .
That evening, as I was sitting at the campfire, I reached in my pocket and pulled out the stone looking at it. Looking closely realizing it was the perfect firestone, with a place in the middle to shave dry wood with a hole to blow through on the side and what I thought looked like two ears, was where it had been rubbed down with a spinning tip that created sparks turning it around after its burning would be perfect changing the flame into a small torch to start the larger fire putting a hot glowing coal in the center of the stone allowed it to be moved to another location to start a fire
Firestone
Shaman chosen, to hold the treasured stone
Firestarter .. the task is his alone
through the chilly night, keeps the embers glowing
banking up the wood, on his knees a blowing
smells of cooking foods loft up in the air
only time he failed monsoon very rare
water splashed his face as rain snuffed the fire
opens the box, for all he will require
mystic firestone filled with dry wood chips
arrow chosen, one of the special tips
clasped hands twist, sparkling right into the heart
breathless moment, kindling glows, magic start
bright flame reaches out, scaring off the night
filling dark shadows, with warmth of golden light
I lay there wondering how this treasure ended up in the sea, as I drifted off to sleep a whole new meaning came to me...
Matlocks Rock
ancient truth washed ashore, last resting place
visions and dreams, wind blowing in my face
predator perched on the mountain peak
watching for young prey, innocent and weak
playful monkeys run out from under trees
drawn to the water, inviting warm breeze
chilling shadow soaring across the waves
its home lies deep inside the cold dark caves
young chimps, shrieks of terror and fear
mother looks up, on her cheek forms a tear
the gem that sparked her life, so cute and funny
tumbling through the home, far sweeter than honey
teachers whisper of her heartbreaking tale
warned to watch the kids, sadly she did fail
the truth I now hold, from the beginning of time
reminds of a small spirit without justice for the crime
maybe this is the worlds first unsolved case
child taken by a beast, disappeared without a trace..
this artifact will make the difference Matlock grunted
Project ORN where the predators, become the hunted
I woke after the dream, walking out and picking up the firestone, was there a special meaning when they make a firestone out of a skull? Turning it over and looking closely under the moonlight I could see the outline of the features, and its shape was that of a miniature gorillas head, maybe a prehistoric baby? On the other side, the perfect shape of a Teradactyl claw from where it was snatched up as prey
Terrydactyls on a local island?
Could miniature gorillas have at one time lived on our coast?
Does this fossil, tell an unknown story of California and Mexican history?
Could a book be written about this rock?
Where do dreams come from, and why did I have a dream showing the history of this lost little soul? I have been helping in missing childrens cases over the last few years, getting dreams with information no one else knows that hold clues to solving the cases. Could just touching this stone have somehow connected me to its history? Could it really be one of the first missing childrens cases that went unsolved and now after all these years has reappeared at my feet seeking justice?
I wonder if spirits can be trapped inside of fossils, (was this the first Indian quick start lighter?) Have other fire starters like these been found around the world? Does it show how advanced the Indian civilizations were thousands of years ago? Was it used by explorers traveling between islands so they had fire on their travels? Was it lost when a boat capsized? It would make a great showcase item for someone
Imagine the incredible odds of finding one of the worlds first victims of evil, washed to shore and found hundreds of thousands years later and used as a firestone, lost again when a boat capsized and reappearing to me now at a time when I need help raising money for a system that will assist law enforcement in making the world a safer place for children. As Predators evolve so must the weapons needed that will be protecting our children from them.
Who am I? Ill give you a hint by saying this stone washed up to me not far from Fox Studio more importantly, three years ago, my daughters best friend was kidnapped from the safety of her bed, and killed by a pedovile I made a promise to my daughter, to do everything possible to make the world safer for children. I was followed by over 4 million readers as Matlock during the trial, fought for the Amber Alert and the online databases of dangerous sexual offenders. Now over the last few years have been working with a team of volunteer geniuses that are creating Project ORN, the final step in tracking down and registering missing sexual offenders.
Project ORN needs at least a quarter million in funding to finish putting everything in place. Maybe a few organizations that care about children will offer to match whatever this treasure sells for so we can get closer to the goal.
Im not sure if anyone will ever prove this is more than a rock, but to me, it holds the memory of a child that was struck down by evil, it symbolizes the fight I have been through over the years, trying to light a fire and get the message out. Law enforcement can only do so much, its our responsibility to take the final steps in keeping our children safe from harm.
Now you know why Im auctioning Matlocks Rock, what better tribute to an ancient lost soul than being used making a safer future for our children.
Copyright ©2005 Rocky
Rock Picture
the other side of the rock is where you can see what it is, but I don't have the other picture up on the website yet, and can't figure out how to put it up here...