Where pretty dreams go when they die.
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After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
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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The best sort of humor — allowing some of us to laugh at themselves, while others laugh at them.
Start a go fund me; I’ll contribute. Seattle, Portland, San Jose, Santa Fe, Detroit, baltimore. Bubble wrap the whole magilla.
Funny, but also sad to watch. A brief glimpse of when SNL wasn’t all straight Left propaganda.
Actually, funny but also astonishing to watch. “The last time SNL wasn’t all straight Left propaganda” was well over 20 years ago.
This vid, IIRC, is from last year. It’s almost like the writers noticed something outside their bubble.
Never felt I had missed anything by never having seen even a snippet of Saturday Night Live (which I presume this is). Watched a minute or so of that video. Still don’t feel I’ve missed missed anything by never having seen even a snippet of Saturday Night Live (until now).
Once in a while, BillH, they have a moment. This video is one of them.
Casey, Santa Fe . . . Well, yeah. But it’s one of those places where the worlds collide, too. I was doing a job there a couple of years ago in a hardware store. In the parking lot was a shack, about 8 x 8. It had electricity, but not water; that was hauled in and out. Inside was a grandmother who made burritos. The menu was in Spanish, she didn’t speak English, but I speak burrito, so we communicated. It was made from parts of the cow most people don’t think about, delicious and cost $3.50. A few hours later, about 5 p.m., I was unloading the car in the hotel parking lot. A coyote trotted by, five feet from me, giving me a “How you doin'” look.