[I blame Neo and warn all that viewing the following video will require “years of therapy” to expunge from your soul.]
[I blame Neo and warn all that viewing the following video will require “years of therapy” to expunge from your soul.]
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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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Huh. She must have some extremely calloused hands.
I dunno… I find her strangely…attractive?
WTF??? What the serious F?????????????? Does she have parents? A husband, children, concerned neighbors, acquaintances? Anyone?
She must have a trainer. Otherwise how could she make those jumps.
I made it to the one minute mark. Even that took all the courage I could muster.
I can’t say I’m shocked.
Not much shocks me these days.
I will say that in all equestrian events that I’ve ever seen, the horse has a rider….and I’ll just leave it there.
Can they make glue out of her when it’s time to put her out to pasture?
They shoot horses, don’t they?
more to this then just romping about the yard…
Trans-speciesism is the logical next step after transgenderism. She may already be training for the next Shamlympics.
Little known fact:
“Horse play” is a real (and hideously weird) S/M type sex fetish: reins, bridle, and, of course, whips.
I’ve seen it, and it ain’t pretty.
(file under stuff I’d just as soon have expunged from the resume)
JWM
lost in the ozone again…
JWM
I’m wondering, is there more retardation now, or has there always been this amount but the innertoobz has made it available for all to see?
Glad I checked the comments first and hence, didn’t watch it.
Does she have parents? The guy holding the camera. Always some parent wanting to get attention by proxy. Are the Norwegians so far gone as to pay them all that attention?
Sometimes you just gotta go “WTF?!”
Big deal. Let’s see her fall off a bar stool while holding a beer.
[All-purpose comment.]
My Little Phony
If she were Japanese, I’d say ”not nuked enough”.
A fitting event for the Lame-O-limpics.
“Sir, Joe Biden speaking is like a woman galloping like a horse. It is not done well; but you are surprised to find it done at all.”
With apologies to Samuel Johnson
If wishes were horses, we’d all be cantering…
A horse? No.
A jackass? YES.
Waaay back in the early 1970s, after the famous British historian James Morris transitioned to become the female Jan Morris, there appeared in the New York Times Sunday Magazine a mocking article about a fictional young girl who so loved horses, that she arranged for the first inter-species re-assignment surgery. She woke up after the surgery to find that she was the most beautiful horse that she had ever imagined herself to be.
Does anyone remember that article? I’ve been looking for it to no avail. The author might have have been Joyce Carol Oates. Gerard, do you have any contacts in the literary world who could ask her?