WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2001-2022
Gerard Van der Leun
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.
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Good slideshow Wheelock, doesn’t come off at all half cocked!
I did resist, when I was dealing with a lawyer named Watson some years back, interjecting ‘elementary my dear Watson’ into any conversation with him. 😉
That frog lives for eight years???
I thought these were Monty Python’s Flying Circus outtakes.
The breasts caught my attention in a pleasing way…. for a second or two… then I shuddered to think they might belong to “Caitlyn.” Yikes.