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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’ve always admired countries whom create rifle bombs cannons before food clothing and shelter. Makes one wonder what the rest of us are missing.
Coming soon to a place near you: a country which can make neither.
So, if you’re ever thinking about that old movie line “Are we the baddies?“, one way to answer that question is to look to see if your army goose-steps.
All kidding aside, the news tells me that Russia is looking to “buy” (the terms are never disclosed) some ammunition from North Korea. The Rooskies are running short, either due to having shot it all, or having it blown up via HIMARS strikes.
But I’ve been following the threads put out by Trent Telenko, and here’s one that discusses the quality of Nork ammo. Short story: Vlad will find that it’ll be dangerous just getting the stuff to the Ukraine front, and once there, it won’t be terribly reliable.
https://threadreaderapp.com/thread/1567227150926766081.html
Imagine a North Korean Disneyrand.
This song and a million dancing dolls.
JWM
That slide whistle at 38 seconds; Perfect.
Can’t be that bad, almost everyone gets medals…
Love the little skip they give!
Awesome. Horrible.
It only gets verse under CPUSA Brandon.
Just one strategy question, is Civil War II before or after we conquer Russia and China with our devastating supply chain and muh diversity?
I’ve seen a longer video of those tiny near toddler Norklets all sitting in a line of chair playing their state issued guitars with big smiles on the faces and a knowledge that if it ain’t perfect the Dear Leader will very likely shoot them himself. That MF is a demon possessed criminal of the highest order with no hope of redemption.
I have an old friend with whom I used to sit around and play guitar and he later became a performing singer/song writer. One of his comments through the years was that he couldn’t play fingerstyle as well as I so I sent him a copy of that vid and asked him if he thought he’d like to go to NK for lessons. He hasn’t responded but I know he got a good laugh out of it.