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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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The pedocrats will burn it all down better with rolling blackouts, rationing of everything with equity czars, turning the dollar into Weimar Wheelbarrow Wallpaper, Helter Skelter divide and conquer, and more egalitarian misery for all. Yes we can!
At least we won’t have any orange tweets…by the people’s burn barrel café with tasty ratmeat kebabs and the new Brazil Favela bottled water in our sporty burlap sack pants made from old rubber tires sandals.
Huaraches… they’re whats for dinner.
I’m hungry — how ’bout you?!
That was one of the most beautiful video clips I think I’ve ever seen. What a hard-working, fortunate pair of human beings!
Thanks, Gerard, for a break from all the bad news out there . . .
If you liked that, try this, he’s been doing it for awhile.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3LbCqUIySo
Strange vid. I’m totally not accustomed to the Shrill of the Chanticleer, particularly early in the morning before cup #5 (It takes me awhile). So, anywho, I immediately thought of this scene from Vacation:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bkExpbnjsX8&t=20s
That was just wonderful. Good photography, culinary expertise, and the pets are movie stars, at least to me.
I watch these all the time. Works fine to lower the blood pressure. Those people are living in the garden of Eden. Incredible.
I hope they are far removed from Nagorno-Karabakh, or they may find more than their pilaf baking among the ashes.