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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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As we watch the (maybe) defectors leave our camp, we bid them good fucking riddance, those ungrateful bags of shitworms.
I wish Trump would stick his boot into more assholes and on a daily basis. He said it well the other day: he has flushed out the corrupt DC underworld. DC was nowhere near representing Americans and Trump came in to upend the moneylender’s tables.
Get some, Mr President. By the time this is all over, we’ll all be baby-eaters and assworms to the media and the public Left. Bring it. I’m not as limber as I used to be, but just try me and see if the old infantryman doesn’t come out.
All of this is meaningless until the demographic issues are dealt with. We might not have socialism in 2020 but if we dont turn off the spigot of foreign invaders who care nothing about American values, and culture, America is gone.
I’m with you Casey. Been spoiling for a confrontation with the black hooded pansies for some time now. They seem to be pretty thick in your neck of the woods, or too close for comfort anyway.
Was looking at Schiff’s criminal eyes.
Something about them caused me to go sharpen the ice picks.
He opens them wide frequently, giving the viewer the impression he needs them stabbed and removed.
Here’s Schiff at his pinnacle:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrL2q91fnnQ&feature=emb_logo
Bring your own ice pick.
I hope we’ll see MAGA but I’m not holding my breath.
“They” (scare quotes included) have the media, the education system, the bureaucracy and a brainwashed majority for at least two generations.
We have the means, and talk a good game but do nothing.
A kid taken from his family’s arms at gunpoint and shipped to Cuba, what did we do? We talked a good game but did nothing.
A building full of women and children shot and burned to the ground, what did we do? We talked a good game but did nothing.
A mother, child in arms, shot by federal officers, what did we do? We talked a good game but did nothing.
A man in Oregon stopped and shot, what did we do? We talked a good game but did nothing.
Pallets of money sent to our enemies in Iran, what did we do? We talked a good game but did nothing.
Federal agents, directed by a special consul, raid an old guy’s house in the middle of the night, terrorizing his family, hauling him off in handcuffs, what did we do? We talked a good game but did nothing.
Me? I guilty as anyone of doing nothing, I’m just sitting up here on to of the world,watching it happen and trying to protect my family in the short term and the long run.