2026-01- 10- 839 a.m. - Saturday - Holy Ghost otters water drones v5

(January 2026 10th day morning reflections from hot tub on Providence, the Author, and the Perfect Sequence of God’s plan to bless others.)

Title: The Sweet Deduction (The Author's Sequence)
Backing Track: American Pie (Karaoke Version)
Intro
(Slow, solo piano/acoustic guitar – Rubato style)
Just about a month ago...
I was staring at the status quo,
Thinking I was poor and not worth a dime.
Praying for God's mercies, and my wife's grace, I took a stance,
Knowing only He could make the valuation dance,
And in Him... we’d redeem the time.
In my brokenness, yes I start to shiver,
With every prompt I would deliver.
Bad news on the screen—a mess,
I couldn’t find the lightness.
I can remember how I cried,
When the old ego finally died,
But something touched me deep inside,
The day... the fear... finally died.
Chorus
(Tempo kicks in – Upbeat, full band, strumming hard)
So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy,
Keep your head up in the clouds while the data streams by.
And we praise the Author of the Rule of 55,
Singing, "He gives us health so we can help you thrive...
Yeah, we bless the others on the Deep Dive."
Verse 1
(The Visionary's Wife – Upbeat Folk Rock)
Now, does your head float in the cloud?
Are you speaking way too fast and loud?
And can you help me understand?
Well, I know that you’re outside yourself,
Like a trophy on a dusty shelf,
You’re drifting through the promised land.
(She sings)
You’re on Cloud 9 and looking far,
Beyond the bumper of the car.
You say you see the break,
But I’m fully wide awake!
I know that I can’t keep you down,
You’re the wildest concept in this town,
With a horizon smile and a focused frown,
The day... the fear... finally died.
(Chorus)
So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy...
Verse 2
(The Husband’s Rebuttal – Funky, driving beat)
Now for years we’ve been a quirky pair,
With camera lenses everywhere,
But that’s not how it’s gonna be.
When the 360 drone begins to fly,
Capturing the POV from the sky,
And a vision that belongs to you and me.
(He sings)
Oh, wait a minute, do you like my mind?
Or the tax breaks that I redefine?
I see the way you laugh,
At my crazy dance on behalf...
Of the bedroom floor at 10:00 p.m.,
I’m busting moves, ignoring them!
Do you like my body or the stratagem?
The day... the fear... finally died.
(Chorus)
So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy...
Verse 3
(The Deep Dive – Fast, chaotic energy)
Now the Santa Cruz was parked outside,
With the submersible for the ride,
But the river water wasn't clear.
We drove down to the Rainbow Springs,
To see the otters and the creation things,
But the tech was interfering here.
And while the robot tried to scan the deep,
The gator attacks were fast asleep.
We tried to film the scene,
But you pulled me from the screen!
"Come swim with me," is what you said,
"Get the algorithm out your head!"
"Cheap or frugal," we were misled,
The day... the fear... finally died.
(Chorus)
So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy...
Verse 4
(The Redemption – Building to the climax)
Helter skelter in the humidity,
We’re stewards of our own liquidity,
Eight miles high and holding fast.
The die was never cast.
The perfect sequence came to pass,
The Author's plan was built to last!
Now the studio air was sweet perfume,
While the AI rendered in the room.
We all got up to dance,
It wasn't luck, it wasn't chance!
‘Cause the players tried to take the field,
But the Spirit refuses to ever yield,
Do you recall what was revealed?
The day... the fear... finally died.
(Chorus)
So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy...
Outro
(Tempo slows down drastically – Wistful, acoustic)
I met my wife who kept me sane,
And I asked her if she’d share the lane,
But she just smiled and took my hand.
I went down to the water’s edge,
Standing on the rocky ledge,
And I saw the beauty of the land.
And in the stream, the otters played,
The debts of fear were finally paid.
No more feeling broken,
The words of grace were spoken.
And the three that I admire most,
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
They’re carrying us to the coast...
In this... three... legged... race.
(Final soft harmony)
We are singing... amazing grace.

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(January 2026 10th day morning reflections from hot tub on Providence, the Author, and the Perfect Sequence of God’s plan to bless others.) Title: The Sweet Deduction (The Author's Sequence) Backing Track: American Pie (Karaoke Version) Intro (Slow, solo piano/acoustic guitar – Rubato style) Just about a month ago... I was staring at the status quo, Thinking I was poor and not worth a dime. Praying for God's mercies, and my wife's grace, I took a stance, Knowing only He could make the valuation dance, And in Him... we’d redeem the time. In my brokenness, yes I start to shiver, With every prompt I would deliver. Bad news on the screen—a mess, I couldn’t find the lightness. I can remember how I cried, When the old ego finally died, But something touched me deep inside, The day... the fear... finally died. Chorus (Tempo kicks in – Upbeat, full band, strumming hard) So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy, Keep your head up in the clouds while the data streams by. And we praise the Author of the Rule of 55, Singing, "He gives us health so we can help you thrive... Yeah, we bless the others on the Deep Dive." Verse 1 (The Visionary's Wife – Upbeat Folk Rock) Now, does your head float in the cloud? Are you speaking way too fast and loud? And can you help me understand? Well, I know that you’re outside yourself, Like a trophy on a dusty shelf, You’re drifting through the promised land. (She sings) You’re on Cloud 9 and looking far, Beyond the bumper of the car. You say you see the break, But I’m fully wide awake! I know that I can’t keep you down, You’re the wildest concept in this town, With a horizon smile and a focused frown, The day... the fear... finally died. (Chorus) So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy... Verse 2 (The Husband’s Rebuttal – Funky, driving beat) Now for years we’ve been a quirky pair, With camera lenses everywhere, But that’s not how it’s gonna be. When the 360 drone begins to fly, Capturing the POV from the sky, And a vision that belongs to you and me. (He sings) Oh, wait a minute, do you like my mind? Or the tax breaks that I redefine? I see the way you laugh, At my crazy dance on behalf... Of the bedroom floor at 10:00 p.m., I’m busting moves, ignoring them! Do you like my body or the stratagem? The day... the fear... finally died. (Chorus) So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy... Verse 3 (The Deep Dive – Fast, chaotic energy) Now the Santa Cruz was parked outside, With the submersible for the ride, But the river water wasn't clear. We drove down to the Rainbow Springs, To see the otters and the creation things, But the tech was interfering here. And while the robot tried to scan the deep, The gator attacks were fast asleep. We tried to film the scene, But you pulled me from the screen! "Come swim with me," is what you said, "Get the algorithm out your head!" "Cheap or frugal," we were misled, The day... the fear... finally died. (Chorus) So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy... Verse 4 (The Redemption – Building to the climax) Helter skelter in the humidity, We’re stewards of our own liquidity, Eight miles high and holding fast. The die was never cast. The perfect sequence came to pass, The Author's plan was built to last! Now the studio air was sweet perfume, While the AI rendered in the room. We all got up to dance, It wasn't luck, it wasn't chance! ‘Cause the players tried to take the field, But the Spirit refuses to ever yield, Do you recall what was revealed? The day... the fear... finally died. (Chorus) So, fly, fly, my sweet deduction, my guy... Outro (Tempo slows down drastically – Wistful, acoustic) I met my wife who kept me sane, And I asked her if she’d share the lane, But she just smiled and took my hand. I went down to the water’s edge, Standing on the rocky ledge, And I saw the beauty of the land. And in the stream, the otters played, The debts of fear were finally paid. No more feeling broken, The words of grace were spoken. And the three that I admire most, The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, They’re carrying us to the coast... In this... three... legged... race. (Final soft harmony) We are singing... amazing grace.

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