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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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Don’t know what the scene in the diner is supposed to portray, but the old guy in dark glasses reading the newspaper is the actor Morgan Wallace dressed to play the blind kumquat customer in W.C. Fields’ “It’s a Gift” (1934). Brings back pleasant memories of that one.
ants on the tables
octopus under the counter
who gives a shit what that retarded negro said?
Eddie Munster got a Cholula enema on the way out the door. Go stink up the bathroom at home, Eddie.
Communist poster girl has Francis Dolarhyde’s teeth. Watch out!
More good news
See the #WalkAway campaign
Growing as we speak
More good news
See the #WalkAway campaign
Growing as we speak
@Susan, careful there hoss.
anti-dem is NOT pro-conservative
claiming you’re no longer a fag doesn’t unstretch your anus
OMG. Maybe you didn’t notice, but that California compliant rifle had a large-capacity magazine.
Loretta Lynch. What a fraud and lackey.
The only way Notorious RBG leaves is feet first. It may still be a Weekend at Bernie’s. I wouldn’t put it past her clerks, true believers and fellow travelers all, to have a body double all lined up. Heck, who even needs a Judge, let the unelected unapppointed Ivy League young Turk progressives do it all. Nothing new, no new legal breakthroughs come from the proggros, their votes are never in doubt.
She and McStain, what a pair. Ignobly grasping at power to the dying breath. This alone shows the depth of their dishonor.