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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.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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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 peeled off a long time ago, about 1978, just took some time to severe all the deeply embedded tendrils.
Email from a list of persons who presume they are in the know.
“Governor Cuomo reflected [Is he capable of reflection? Lance] in his daily update [up-chuck. Lance] that there is nowhere in human history [Clearly this dim bulb knows nothing of history.] another incident in which 10 million+ citizens of a country, city, or state conformed with a government directive without the use of force…”
Oh, really?
Japanese soldiers were not forced to go to war. They did it for the Emperor.
The Germans elected Hitler.
The killers in the Camps, Gulags, and Holodomor took their orders as recipes for self-fulfillment.
What force? Read The theory and practice of hell. Behemoth. The gulag archipelago.
Tens of millions of Germans knew what was happening in the camps, and did nothing. No one forced them to ignore it.
“without the use of force”? Does that box-head moron look outside?
All of the oldsters, at his orders, herded into nursing homes where they caught the virus and died. There’s your “government directive.”
People complied.
Mom and Dad died.
“See you in a few weeks, Mom.”
Did someone say “.22 magnum in the ear hole is a proper thank you”?
No?
Well, maybe later.
Orders from mayors and governors, backed up by warnings, surveillance, and police? No force there. No siree Bob’s your uncle.
L.A. in lock-down until Mayor Prance-in-the-Pants (a hypochondriac compulsive hand-washer with a voice that oozes fruity) and his macramé-weaving, New Age, social-workie circle jerkie “Doctor” of Nothing Studies, decide to allow subjects to leave their homes and freely walk amidst the sidewalk miasma, without the degradation ceremony of a do-nothing mask.
I hear that sheep conform to “government directives” without the use of force.
If you prepare a population slowly but surely—fear of getting sick, fear of police, habitual obedience to authority and to the diktats of political correctness (Stanley Milgram), fear of standing out by nonconforming or even just questioning, a history of depending on the government (“Please tell us what to eat. Can we eat eggs?”) then you don’t need force. The people are willing.
“Oh, please, we’re so scared. Tell us what to do?
Even far leftists know it….
https://www.marxists.org/reference/archive/de-tocqueville/democracy-america/ch43.htm
And of course, a man who lived it.
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/34738-and-how-we-burned-in-the-camps-later-thinking-what
And then there are the freedomists lurking in their lairs. They see a deal going down, a solitary jackboot flexes his muscle on a target. The freedomists emerge and descend on the gov’t thug from all directions, beating it to a lifeless pulp then retract to their bolt holes and remain silent. This process is repeated everywhere. The boots up the game, all patrols will be in pairs or better. The freedomists do likewise. The next pair of boots are beaten then set on fire. Massive fear ripples through the blue line, half flee for their lives, the remaining half ramps up. They too will lose their lives. Coming to your neighborhood before late summer.
History shows us that there are many ways of removing idiots from office, but I’m a romantic.