WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Something Mystical: “You have reincarnated as a possum for?… For?… Sixty million years?”
byVanderleunonOctober 16, 2020
“We hope this has struck a personal chord in your own life and that you’ll continue to join us as Pearl and I work out the kinks in assisting baffled seekers to uncover psychic secrets”
Sometime I’ll tell you my possum story. Oh, that’s right, I already did.
“The mind is a terrible thing.”
–dan quayle
Rev.Bro. Generik BroderickOctober 17, 2020, 5:16 AM
Theres five pounds of possum in my headlights tonight… Make that twenty…Thanksgiving coming right up. Help ’em reincarnate.
EX-Californian PeteOctober 17, 2020, 9:10 AM
I had heard that Nancy Pelosi had a sister, but wasn’t completely sure until I saw that video.
JackOctober 17, 2020, 9:43 AM
I put out a deer feeder a few weeks ago and set up a game camera. I had plenty of deer on the SD card but I also had a butt load of raccoons and ‘possums’ who were climbing up the legs of the feeder and sweeping the corn from the feed chutes onto the ground for all the little animals. After watching those varmints go through 100 lbs of corn I wagged off to the local feed store and bought a pair of traps called ‘coon cuffs’.
Coon cuffs are designed to catch coons and possums when they stick their paw into the trap to pull out some goodies and I caught several that I had to dispose of because the traps don’t kill upon catching. They just hold them until the owner returns and dispatches the varmints, preferably with a .22 to the noodle, which is what I had to do.
I really don’t have any problem killing predators because these two varmints will destroy turkey nests on the ground and coons in particular will kill and eat young fawns but I told a friend who lives on a farm a few miles from me and she said that possums eat ticks, so I checked it out on the vastly accurate internet and discovered they can eat 5K ticks a season. In the Deep South, where I live, the Brazilian Fire Ant helps get rid of them too and those tiny little monsters eat the eggs, larvae and ticks in all stages of their lives.
I had never heard that and the only time I’ve ever really seen possums in the wild, during the day, is when you catch one with a full belly waddling out of the inside of the carcass of a dead cow or deer. They crawl up inside the carcass and eat until they can barely walk….and most of the time they’re covered with green flies. In a word, they’re repulsive and they carry and spread any number of different diseases that can affect people and domestic animals.
So, I hope that this seer has the insight to realize that those possums might give her a good case of leprosy or TB, Lepto, tularemia or any other of a dozen or so other cooties that might kill her. Maybe that spirit of the squirrel is holding out on her; I know I probably would.
Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In choice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way.
straying planets,
These poems, people,
lost ponies with
Dragging saddles –
and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
four-dimensional
Game of Go.
ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.
Gary Snyder
The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
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.
from Preludes
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
ARTIST: CASEY KLAHN
Song of Myself
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
“From a student radical/hippie/leftist of the Free Speech Movement/Vietnam Day Commitee era and a full-on Democratic Liberal in the decades after, I think I’ve evolved a politics that is neither right nor left but is, in its elemental nature, draconian. In the last 20 years, I’ve taken apart my beliefs with a sledgehammer. Now I’ve got to put the surviving parts back together with tweezers and other ‘shabby equipment, always deteriorating’.”
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Gerard Van der Leun
Lay down these words
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
The scientists are in terror
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& two facts ’bout possums you didn’t know….
sorry not safe for work, you’ll havta look them up yourself, and one’s fact, th’other’s fiction.
Well, there’s seven minutes I’ll never get back. I tortured myself to see where it was going…and it went nowhere.
Come back as a possum?
Shit, why not…
JWM
So who’s the squirrel?
Sometime I’ll tell you my possum story. Oh, that’s right, I already did.
“The mind is a terrible thing.”
–dan quayle
Theres five pounds of possum in my headlights tonight… Make that twenty…Thanksgiving coming right up. Help ’em reincarnate.
I had heard that Nancy Pelosi had a sister, but wasn’t completely sure until I saw that video.
I put out a deer feeder a few weeks ago and set up a game camera. I had plenty of deer on the SD card but I also had a butt load of raccoons and ‘possums’ who were climbing up the legs of the feeder and sweeping the corn from the feed chutes onto the ground for all the little animals. After watching those varmints go through 100 lbs of corn I wagged off to the local feed store and bought a pair of traps called ‘coon cuffs’.
Coon cuffs are designed to catch coons and possums when they stick their paw into the trap to pull out some goodies and I caught several that I had to dispose of because the traps don’t kill upon catching. They just hold them until the owner returns and dispatches the varmints, preferably with a .22 to the noodle, which is what I had to do.
I really don’t have any problem killing predators because these two varmints will destroy turkey nests on the ground and coons in particular will kill and eat young fawns but I told a friend who lives on a farm a few miles from me and she said that possums eat ticks, so I checked it out on the vastly accurate internet and discovered they can eat 5K ticks a season. In the Deep South, where I live, the Brazilian Fire Ant helps get rid of them too and those tiny little monsters eat the eggs, larvae and ticks in all stages of their lives.
I had never heard that and the only time I’ve ever really seen possums in the wild, during the day, is when you catch one with a full belly waddling out of the inside of the carcass of a dead cow or deer. They crawl up inside the carcass and eat until they can barely walk….and most of the time they’re covered with green flies. In a word, they’re repulsive and they carry and spread any number of different diseases that can affect people and domestic animals.
So, I hope that this seer has the insight to realize that those possums might give her a good case of leprosy or TB, Lepto, tularemia or any other of a dozen or so other cooties that might kill her. Maybe that spirit of the squirrel is holding out on her; I know I probably would.
Nancy Pelosi doing an impersonation of Nancy Pelosi. Now that was fun.
Oh….sorry I kicked your ratty little ass off my deck last night.
Stay out of the cat food & we’ll be OK.