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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.
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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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I am going to guess this is somewhere in Japan.
Am I right?
That’s intense. A seizure ready to happen me thinks.
And yes Dorothy I’m epileptic. I find humor in everything…
50 bucks says its S. Korea.
where my pintail iz?
Surfs up
Oh. Look. A giant two-fluids something of a facsimile of a lava lamp.
I should rather Notre Dame de Paris be restored and all the hundreds of defiled churches of France be put reverently into proper order for fear, respect, worship, and love of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost.
Humor me, please, my friends, for my soul aches.
Alex is right. It’s a shopping mall in Seoul.
Auntie,
I long to know the truth about the cause of the Notre Dame fire.
I suspect it was not an “accident”.
Good call, Alex.
No water. No splash. No kinetic energy. No danger. No spontaneity. No variation.
Just a well done illusion.
Just a well done illusion.
Just a well done illusion.
To keep you amused and distracted.
It’s a lot like life in post-America these days
JWM
Too many are way too impressed with large-screen TV’s today.
There is NOTHING “artful” in this whatsoever, other than what the electricians did to wire it up. The rendering-software took 16 min. to do in some kid’s basement, and didn’t even require a single photo of an actual wave.
They could have gotten 1000X the “Likes” if all they did was re-broadcast the main camera from the local aquarium, or maybe even the live-feed from the space station.
I like it.
I like it, too. But I’d like it better if Pelosi, Schiff, Waters, S.J. Lee and a few others were in the mix. Then I’d probably unfold an aluminum chair, snack on popcorn and watch it for hours.