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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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If there are 8 individuals in this photo they must be submerged in the swamp and breathing through beverage straws.
I only see four of them.
If a tree falls in the woods, does anyone hear the seals scream?
Impressive. What it doesn’t illustrate are the important elements of sound, smell, movement, secrecy and surprise. The idea is to get inside the other guy’s expectations loop.
But, it is impressive in the visual category. god to keep SEALS as your friends.
After the Sixty Minutes segment on Sunday night regarding the shit river that flows from Mexico into California and then out to sea at their Navy base where they train, filled with everything and anything, these men have really gone the extra 1,000 miles. They deserve our heartfelt thanks for being there.
Yeah, but it would have been better if they had included Lt. Jordan O’Neill in that t-shirt she wore in GI Jane. Now there’s a gal who can point in three directions at once.
I am dead.
Now find the chopper.
https://dailytimewaster.blogspot.com/2020/09/camo-master-find-helicopter.html
Where’s Schwarzenegger?
awww. . .please–would somebody please make them visible. I think I can see one–but not sure and not very patient!
Anne, I can’t even see 1
left a comment earlier, disappeared.
again-
Great Dismal?
(the swamp SW of Norfolk. a friend in the navy, riverine warfare, got dumped in it wearing only a tee shirt and drawers as survival training, c. vietnam era. above norfolk a bit is camp perry. my father got minimal training there as a ww2 sea bee, it later became a cia installation. a high school friend transferred from one federal agency to another for a spell and was stationed there briefy. the dismal was populated by indians, escaped slaves, maroons of central&south america, and others. pursuing anyone into it was senseless.)
I saw four too, couldn’t say which four though.
Ghost, re; seeing the chopper, had a Blackhawk pilot, just back from sandland, staying in my son’s B&B for a month. Great guy, but noted after he left, that he’d moved the couch up against the back door. Those guys are aware & careful, I say again, careful, when you do see them I suspect it’s 30 seconds too late. 😉
Now see if you can fund toastsniffer. Hint: he’s deep inside.
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I am reminded of “Predator”. Lucky us these guys are on our side.
What Happens When A ZOMBIE Walks THROUGH A RIFT?Heal Zombie With Bandage Bazooka?Mythbusters
To BLM; The country boys are wait’n for ya!