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He thought he kept the universe alone;
For all the voice in answer he could wake
Was but the mocking echo of his own
From some tree-hidden cliff across the lake.
Some morning from the boulder-broken beach
He would cry out on life, that what it wants
Is not its own love back in copy speech,
But counter-love, original response.
And nothing ever came of what he cried
Unless it was the embodiment that crashed
In the cliff’s talus on the other side,
And then in the far distant water splashed,
But after a time allowed for it to swim,
Instead of proving human when it neared
And someone else additional to him,
As a great buck it powerfully appeared,
Pushing the crumpled water up ahead,
And landed pouring like a waterfall,
And stumbled through the rocks with horny tread,
And forced the underbrush–and that was all.
When all Earth’s seas shall Levitate,
Dark shawled within the skies,
Upon our eyes will Starfish dance
Their waltz of Blind surprise.
The sun will Rise within wine Dark
As Argonauts imbibed,
Whose drunken arms embrace that sleep
Where Phaeton’s horses Stride.
Upon all of Earth’s wind-sanded shores,
As dolphins Learn to soar,
All we once were on the land
Shall be sealed behind the door
Of Ivory and Chastened Gold,
That the Mystery solved complete
Shall never til the seas’ Long fall
Wake mariners from their sleep.
— Van der Leun
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
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
Gerard Van der Leun
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The Poles who fought by our side in Iraq, when told to quit the field said to the US: we will retire from Iraq on the day designated, plus one more. The Poles are fierce. Now you know why.
Plans? Once in awhile they tip their hand. Someone called into a Rush pinch-hitter at the microphone. The caller sounded like a white toast liberal. What did he say? Something on the order of how “we want you all dead.” What asshole yesterday said he wanted to demolish by explosion every Trump hotel?
What I particularly despise about the contemporary liberal is that he doesn’t dress well. At least the fukn/nazis dressed like a million bucks. They were a great adversary and here is where I remind the readership that my father was chin to nose with those muthas in 1945. He was in an outfit that didn’t just engage the Krauts, they wailed on them like you do a cur dog. It was bloodbath.
OK, so this morning I’m mad at Johhny Lib. Have a nice day.
Casey sed: “OK, so this morning I’m mad at Johhny Lib.”
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I seeth about communists every day. But I keep it in context. The only way I know about communists is through the media, and the media lies all the time. So the communists will never rule me, the lying ones or the not lying ones. Any acosters around here will be dispatched with malice.
“Have a nice day.”
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Thank you. Likewise I’m sure.
I like your comment, Ghost. Did you see the commies in Germany on the border, though? Or are you just being rhetorical.
It is interesting what you say. If I were to take an audit of what the commies have done to me, personally, I think I could write a bunch. One that sticks in my craw, and makes me viol@tly angry, is the way my hometown closed up house by house when the GD’ed owl got famous. They closed the woods, now want to close oil and coal, and make the schools run on weed taxes. That would be the schools that aren’t open to capacity. GD it, I’m mad now.
Take a breath, Casey. Serenity now…
Casey says: “The Poles are fierce. Now you know why.”
Yep. The Polish army in exile earned a reputation for kicking German butt all over Europe during WWII:
The Polish pilots who formed two fighter squadrons of the RAF during the Battle of Britain in 1940 were skilled and aggressive airmen: “No. 303 squadron would make the highest victory claims in the entire Battle of Britain, shooting down 126 German fighter plans in just 42 days.”
https://www.historyhit.com/no-303-squadron/
It was also the Poles who planted their flag on top of Monte Cassino in May 1944: “. . . we learnt that the Polish flag was flying over the Monastery. It was very fitting that this should be so, for the Poles have suffered dearly.”
https://ww2today.com/18-may-1944-polish-troops-capture-monte-cassino
And it was the Polish 1st Armored Division that took and successfully defended Hill 262 (Mont Ormel) in the Battle of Falaise in August 1944, guaranteeing the encirclement of German troops fleeing eastward: “The Poles were relieved by the Canadian Grenadier Guards shortly after noon [on August 21]; their stand had ensured the closure of the Falaise pocket and the collapse of the German position in Normandy.”
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hill_262
Johnny Lib had better be careful . . .
More from Larry Grathwohl. It is always the same plan. Always.
https://youtu.be/CKTltWU1e7w
Yes Casey, I saw “communists”, at least that’s what I was told. I saw people, at a distance of about half a mile, through binoculars, but do not know their politics or ideology for fact. They were probably poor saps like us stuck with a foul job whether we wanted to or not. Border guard, near Premisch, Germany, many times.
My take is, anything that impedes my progress through life is tyrannical and potentially communist. I’m a natural rightest above all else and people that do not recognize natural rights are my natural enemies. They are contradictions and must be eliminated. Leave me alone, entirely, and you can expect the same.
Pa. Cat – many thanks for the links.
Casey, what owl do you speak of?
Spotted owl?
In Florida they have burrowing owls.
That’s right, the things did tunnels under the ground, and they are pretty small as owls go, maybe 8″ tall.
If you own a vacant piece of dirt and the owls take up residency there they now own your dirt.
The state comes out and establishes a owl shrine on the dirt and a tribe of wanton rosey cheeked teens from the local college will be assigned guard duty in rotation on said shrine. Woe be he that attempts to thwart the states measures and eliminate the owls in some way for he will suffer the seven wraths of state hell, ending deep in that ass pocket.
Bald assed eagles are even worse. They are higher than gaw hisself in FL. I know a developer that bought 90 acres for $14mil and a year later was denied use of his property because an “abandoned” eagle nest was found within 1100 feet of the site. The state said the nest had to be abandoned for a documented 10 years before the land was available for use.
The birds ain’t the problem. It’s the EPA and their ilk.
We don’t own anything. We aren’t allowed to. There used to be a word that appeared in dictionaries long ago but is difficult to find anymore. This is from the original Webster’s 1828:
“ALLODIUM: Freehold estate; land which is the absolute property of the owner; real estate held in absolute independence, without being subject to any rent, service, or acknowledgement to a superior. It is thus opposed to feudal. In England, there is no allodial land, all land being held of the King; but in the United States most lands are allodial.”
All of that changed on March 9, 1933 when President Franklin Roosevelt declared the United States bankrupt by and through executive order nos. 6073, 6102, 6111, and 6260. Then on April 26, 1933 came Senate Resolution no. 62 which reads in part: “The ultimate ownership of all property is in the State; individual “ownership” is only by virtue of Government, i.e., law, amounting to mere user; and use must be in accordance with law and subordinate to the necessities of the State.” Actually, the Federal Reserve owns everything. The Fed holds the bankrupt United States in receivership. The Fed recruited the tattered remnants of our government to enforce the terms of the bankruptcy.
We are only paying to use stuff we don’t own. That’s why your car gets towed away and held in ransom because of some administrative infraction of policy. You didn’t harm anyone… your license expired, or registration, and now you’re walking home. The Federal Reserve is the primary cause of evil in this world. This isn’t just an American problem. The Fed decides when and where the bombs will drop. The peace-lovin’ Democrats are dropping bombs on Syria… just like Trump used to do, and just like O’Bomber did before him. It’s the Fed. Only politician I ever gave money to was Ron Paul.