Seriously. No kidding. So let it be written. So let it be done.
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Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated
Challengers of oblivion
Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down,
The square-limbed Roman letters
Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well
Builds his monument mockingly;
For man will be blotted out, the blithe earth die, the brave sun
Die blind and blacken to the heart:
Yet stones have stood for a thousand years, and pained
thoughts found
The honey of peace in old poems.
— Robinson Jeffers
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
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
The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
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