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Only by Fire is Fascism Finished
Year upon year in Earth’s darker forests,
Heaped at the foot of the trees,
Dry drifts of wood rot and leaf fall increase
Which sunlight shall never seize.
The vampire by sunlight or stake.
The wolfman by silver in bone.
The demon by bell, book, and pentagram.
The fascist by fire alone.
The ash that descends in the September skies
Where the leapers swam down the stones?
Best answered by bombs from mid-heaven at prayer
With that fire which hollows the bones.
The vampire by sunlight or stake.
The wolfman by silver in bone.
The demon by bell, book, and pentagram.
The fascist by fire alone.
If their god decrees war, God’s war shall prevail.
His lessons are seared in His stone.
No dreams shall defer, nor wishes erase,
The answers that burn in the bone.
The vampire by sunlight or stake.
The wolfman by silver in bone.
The demon by bell, book, and pentagram.
The fascist by fire alone.
Only by Fire is Fascism Finished.
This Sin is demanded that Your Line may Live.
Only through Fire is Freedom Reborn.
Each generation pulls the Sword from the Stone.
— Van der Leun
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There’s never a grizzly bear around when you need one.
We don’t have grizzlies here on the Gulf Coast but our bull sharks serve the same purpose.
Mothers Nature knows best and makes accommodations.
Why not send him to a convention of Social Justice Warriors.
In this case, a single stick in the spokes.
The noise of him landing on Satan’s Squeezebox would be glorious.
Is it too much to expect that one might walk in the wilds without being assaulted by the cacaphony of some wanna-be circus act in training? WTF!
Ammo would be a waste. Stick in the spokes should do the trick.
7:18 am. Only two cups in. I could have just moved on. Instead, I hit the arrow. What was I thinking?
And you guys make fun of Florida Man.
At least Florida man thinks he knows what he’s doing.
That guy ain’t no Weird Al Yankovic!
Yes but the irony of the direction the barrel is pointing gets lost.
They make All-Terrain-Unicycles? Huh.
Where’s the cougar…here kitty,kitty…follow the moron…
The Sierra Club meets The Gong Show.
Rainbow person. Go to a Rainbow gathering. You will see many, many such examples.