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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
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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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Snow makes my Shannon go insane. She thinks it is a thing and it’s going to get her. When I say, “Let’s go get some snow!”, she jumps high and twisting like a Marlin.
She growls at the snow, daring it to try to get her, then she hunkers down and dives right in, tunneling a few feet then emerges and runs away to the far end of the yard maybe 200′. Then all the way back at full speed. Over and over.
For about 10 mins then she stops and looks at me with her pleading eyes. The snow pulls it’s secret weapon on Shannon and wins every time. Her feets are cold. REAL cold. And it’s too late to do anything about it. Like when you eat ice cream real fast – all you can do is ride it out.
So I go over there and pick her up, all 47 lbs worth, and tuck her frozen feets inside my down vest. We go in my office and I drop her on her Real Tree blanky next to the propane heater and soon she is back to normal, ready to go outside again and “Let’s get some snow!”
Spring
That video depicts what my wife and I have as surroundings to a T. The mountains by us are bigger (Northern Rockies) but all else is as it is, or was until a few weeks ago.
Thank you for posting this Gerard. Perfect Everly Brothers as well.
Blood harmony.