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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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could swear that at 00:14 there’s a giant fish flying out.
Could someone please explain…. WTF?
Somebody playing with detcord.
Pyrotechnics are your friend.
Look at all the crap coming up in the water. They’re blowing big snags to ease dredging, probably for flood control. Anon had it correct; detcord to ignite the charges set by divers.
det cord burns at 26,000 ft per sec
That’s a damn big beaver dam that got demolished. Too bad the guy who owned the deck wasn’t informed beforehand.
Or…mebbie it was his doing after all. Looks to me like the deck survived pretty much intact.
Wow. And people say 19th century trappers were hard on beavers…
I kind of miss the days when I could run down town & buy a few sticks of stumping dynamite.
That is a good one to binge watch!
June Cleaver: “Ward, weren’t you a little hard on the Beaver last night”
Ward Cleaver: “Now June.”
I stand corrected. Consulted (I sent the video) with the family demo expert, who said that the ignitior wasn’t detcord (not enough shockwave coming off it), but was “shocktube”, which he described as a flexible plastic tube coated on the inside with an aluminum based flash powder. Comes with a blasting cap in one end. Cut to length, insert cap into boom stuff. Insert the cut end into a device that holds the open end against a shotgun primer, with a sprung loaded striker hitting the primer when squeezed., Much safer than electrical blasting caps, especially near radios or static generated by helicopter blades (guess where he got his experience 🙂 ). He also said that the tube is translucent, so the flash was visible in dim light.
I remember that scene, Snipe. I think the whole conversation went like this
JUNE: Ward, werent you a little hard on the Beaver last night
WARD: Well June, there are times when the Beaver wants to slack off; then you need to ride the Beaver hard. You got to be firm. Ask Wally, he knows. After all, he sleeps with the Beaver
JUNE: But if you push too hard, the Beaver tends to clam up; and then its difficult to get the Beaver to open up again. I think you should try a softer approach