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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.
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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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There’s never a grizzly bear around when you need one.
We don’t have grizzlies here on the Gulf Coast but our bull sharks serve the same purpose.
Mothers Nature knows best and makes accommodations.
Why not send him to a convention of Social Justice Warriors.
In this case, a single stick in the spokes.
The noise of him landing on Satan’s Squeezebox would be glorious.
Is it too much to expect that one might walk in the wilds without being assaulted by the cacaphony of some wanna-be circus act in training? WTF!
Ammo would be a waste. Stick in the spokes should do the trick.
7:18 am. Only two cups in. I could have just moved on. Instead, I hit the arrow. What was I thinking?
And you guys make fun of Florida Man.
At least Florida man thinks he knows what he’s doing.
That guy ain’t no Weird Al Yankovic!
Yes but the irony of the direction the barrel is pointing gets lost.
They make All-Terrain-Unicycles? Huh.
Where’s the cougar…here kitty,kitty…follow the moron…
The Sierra Club meets The Gong Show.
Rainbow person. Go to a Rainbow gathering. You will see many, many such examples.