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Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
Old men ought to be explorers
Here or there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.
When all Earth’s seas shall Levitate,
Dark shawled within the skies,
Upon our eyes will Starfish dance
Their waltz of Blind surprise.
The sun will Rise within wine Dark
As Argonauts imbibed,
Whose drunken arms embrace that sleep
Where Phaeton’s horses Stride.
Upon all of Earth’s wind-sanded shores,
As dolphins Learn to soar,
All we once were on the land
Shall be sealed behind the door
Of Ivory and Chastened Gold,
That the Mystery solved complete
Shall never til the seas’ Long fall
Wake mariners from their sleep.
— Van der Leun
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
Gerard Van der Leun
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The ridiculous lie that a man can be a woman, or vice versa, is NOT the main problem which needs to be destroyed in America. Knowles’ fanciful idea that Trump should claim, via an executive order, that he now identifies as a woman named Donna in order to impel the Demonuts to shit or get off the tranny pot, though amusing, would accomplish very little in the culture war, nor would it lift up the idea of what America actually is meant to be individuals desiring to be free.
What needs to be destroyed in America are the evils of socialism in all its various disguises and insidious creepings. Socialism’s various disguises and insidious creepings include this tranny nonsense, the homosexual “marriage” baloney, commie ideas in all their forms such as Sanders is attempting to sell, that individuals arriving in America illegally are good for America, etc., etc.
If we the people of America want our country back, we’re going to have to take it back. It may end up requiring force.
john sed: “The ridiculous lie that a man can be a woman, or vice versa, is NOT the main problem which needs to be destroyed in America.”
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Indeed, it is so ridiculous that if I experienced it first hand I’d think there was a tear in the space-time continuum. Since creation children have dabbled in fantasy and there is no permanent harm in that but the life span of children, that is, the delayed entry into adulthood, seemingly has been lengthened such that there are now many adults still pretending to be things other than they are. Again, there is no direct harm in this for the most part, as sane adults simply ignore, chastise, ostracize, and banish such people until they see the error of their ways. “If you wish to reside in society you must conform to society’s norms!”
But that is not what is going on now. The grown children are given megaphones by the media and the gov’t and those of us not in those 2 groups are just supposed to shut up and deal. And go along with the lie. But how does one “go along” with a lie? Isn’t going along with a lie the retarded stepchild of the lie? Or perhaps the cowardly parent of the liar that hasn’t the intestinal fortitude to destroy that which it has created, preferring society to do it’s dirty work that it has washed it’s hands of?
As an individual there is little I can do to change this dynamic nor is there anything any other individuals can do to change it. All we can do, as individuals is not lend the media the ear it requires in order to keep the paychecks coming in. Unfortunately, the way the paychecks are layered within other layers of deceit there is no direct way to effect the medias bottom line without stepping off completely. That means getting rid of all things even remotely associated with the media, things like your TV’s, your phones, your internet access. GASP Yes, your internet access. All of it is intertwined in a giant mass of financial morass that keeps the media’s giant engines running full speed ahead.
“So what is the solution, ghost?”
The answer to that question is embedded in the question itself, and in fact, undermines it.
Your presumption is that you’d like things to go back to the way they were, say, 20 years ago or so. That is silly. What are you are living through is societal evolution, so going back is no more reasonable than wishing dinosaurs from amber. It ain’t gonna happen. We’re all going forward, remember? We ain’t goin’ back, cause back doesn’t exist any more.
“OK, so how do we go forward, ghost?”
I have no answer for you and it wouldn’t be proper of me to pretend I did. For a society to move forward all of the individuals in it must first move forward. Are you moving forward? Define forward. Or are you still trying to live in the past? The past that no longer exists? Perhaps you need to spend some quality time inside your head and determine how YOU want to move forward, then do just that. If you want a movement, you have to move. Sitters stay on the porch – and out of the way.
had this idea a few months back