Because failure to do so is tantamount to surrender. At this point I merely wish to finish the race and fight the good fight. I harbor no illusions, however. Nothing short of Divine intervention is going to right the course a critical portion of the population has chosen. Excellence, creativity, and beauty are exceptions to the ongoing assaults of dull and vulgar.
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Kevin in PAApril 30, 2021, 11:39 AM
Yes, Richard has the correct attitude.
Never give up!
Minta Marie MorzeApril 30, 2021, 10:54 PM
Richard—Very, very well written. Thank you for putting into words what has to continue to be put into words.
Looking at seventy I find I still cling to the dream of life, in contradiction to knowing I should take five of them with me and be forgotten.
I’m reminded of a second world war pilot’s recollection of attacking an airfield, describing the AA fire as coming at him like orange golfballs and telling himself if he was hit, it wouldn’t hurt for long.
Real World Address for Donations, Mash Notes and Hate Mail
Gerard Van der Leun
1692 MANGROVE AVE
APT 379
Chico, Ca 95926
Green Pants Interior by Klahn
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
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
FULL TEXT of September 1, 1939:
Gerard Van der Leun
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Why do I write on in the gathering gloom?>>>
Because failure to do so is tantamount to surrender. At this point I merely wish to finish the race and fight the good fight. I harbor no illusions, however. Nothing short of Divine intervention is going to right the course a critical portion of the population has chosen. Excellence, creativity, and beauty are exceptions to the ongoing assaults of dull and vulgar.
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Yes, Richard has the correct attitude.
Never give up!
Richard—Very, very well written. Thank you for putting into words what has to continue to be put into words.
Amen, Richard.
Amen.
JWM
-as all above.
Looking at seventy I find I still cling to the dream of life, in contradiction to knowing I should take five of them with me and be forgotten.
I’m reminded of a second world war pilot’s recollection of attacking an airfield, describing the AA fire as coming at him like orange golfballs and telling himself if he was hit, it wouldn’t hurt for long.
Do I have that…
Thank you @Richard.
Richard has expressed it well.