“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
Wednesday, June 5, 2019
Zizek, "Hegel with Neurolink: Are we still human if our brain is wired? "
...on "Perfection" from Four Weddings and a Funeral
As for the Minus "perfect" comment - I totally agree. It is perfect in it's absurdity. The right is ALL about hate. Why you (and Putin) selected a hate filled racist bigot as your nominee. God is love - which is why Satan loves the right's hate. I am grateful I have not been fooled by Satan as Franco has.
I sang my song deep in the shaded wood Only the birds, the squirrels, the deer –– and God –– Were there to hear, and learn just where I stood. Not one of them gave me the smallest nod.
It didn't matter in the least to me. I sing because I want to sing, that's all. I'm grateful to be able to be me. The forest's fine. I don't need a great hall.
I noticed long ago the goddess Fame Was in fact a Sham –– a great Deceiver –– A Lure –– a Siren Call leading to Shame For one who'd hoped to be a great Achiever.
God's voice they say is rarely ever heard, And yet I'm sure He hears our every word.
A swelling joy makes breathless with delight The one who oversees and masterminds Altruistic projects of all kinds. Satisfying is Artistic Sight.
Knowing how things ought to look’s a Gift Combined with Wisdom, practical yet kind, Overcomes the fears that blind then bind Most people to a crippling sense of Thrift.
Placing Beauty as a high priority Let’s prospects for Enlightenment prevail. Eking out one’s life is doomed to fail. To reach no more than drab Inferiority
Erodes capacities to fulfill dreams –– Denying what Volition’s meaning seems.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
~ Psalm 121 (KJV)
[NOTE: It is important to try to understand what the Bible means when it refers to "ISRAEL" as it does in this and other psalms, etc. It's probably not what most are tempted to think. CLUE: "Israel" is a blessed STATE of MIND –– an ATTITUDE –– a WORLDVIEW –– not a physical location. It is eminently portable, and may be experi[enced anywhere –– on a mountaintop, on a beach, on a ship, a plane , a train, a bus, a shop, a park, a factory, in a palace, a dungeon, on a battlefield, on the gallows, in daily life with family and friends –– een in church on rare occasions. ;-]
Chew-chew chew-chew" and higher still, "Cheer-cheer cheer-cheer" more loud and shrill, "Cheer-up cheer-up cheer-up"—and dropped Low—"Tweet tweet jug jug jug"—and stopped One moment just to drink the sound Her music made, and then a round Of stranger witching notes was heard As if it was a stranger bird: "Wew-wew wew-wew chur-chur chur-chur Woo-it woo-it"—could this be her? "Tee-rew tee-rew tee-rew tee-rew Chew-rit chew-rit"—and ever new— "Will-will will-will grig-grig grig-grig."
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God Is Love.
The Left Is Hateful.
Hate Their Hate,
And Then be Grateful.
God Is Good.
The Left Is Rotten ––
Trashy, Nasty,
Misbegotten.
Hate Rules This
Benighted Nation
For Lack Of Love
And Affirmation.
Hating Is A
Waste of Time, ––
Unless You Put It
Into Rhyme!
Hate Is Naught
But Smelly Grime.
Put Into Verse
It is Sublime!
Don't Agree?
For You That's Bad.
A Dearth of Mirth
Makes Earth So Sad!
Rise And Shine!
Another Day
Gives Us A Chance
To Work and Play!
If You Think
Hate Is Seductive,
Know That Love’s
Far More Productive.
God Is Love.
The Left Is Hateful.
Hate Their Hate,
And Then be Grateful.
~ Imperator Maximus Saggiossimus
Perfect! ;)
I hate the right's hate and love the Left's love.
As for the Minus "perfect" comment - I totally agree. It is perfect in it's absurdity. The right is ALL about hate. Why you (and Putin) selected a hate filled racist bigot as your nominee. God is love - which is why Satan loves the right's hate. I am grateful I have not been fooled by Satan as Franco has.
I Sang My Song Deep in the Shaded Wood
I sang my song deep in the shaded wood
Only the birds, the squirrels, the deer –– and God ––
Were there to hear, and learn just where I stood.
Not one of them gave me the smallest nod.
It didn't matter in the least to me.
I sing because I want to sing, that's all.
I'm grateful to be able to be me.
The forest's fine. I don't need a great hall.
I noticed long ago the goddess Fame
Was in fact a Sham –– a great Deceiver ––
A Lure –– a Siren Call leading to Shame
For one who'd hoped to be a great Achiever.
God's voice they say is rarely ever heard,
And yet I'm sure He hears our every word.
~ FreeThinke
__________ A Task Completed __________
A swelling joy makes breathless with delight
The one who oversees and masterminds
Altruistic projects of all kinds.
Satisfying is Artistic Sight.
Knowing how things ought to look’s a Gift
Combined with Wisdom, practical yet kind,
Overcomes the fears that blind then bind
Most people to a crippling sense of Thrift.
Placing Beauty as a high priority
Let’s prospects for Enlightenment prevail.
Eking out one’s life is doomed to fail.
To reach no more than drab Inferiority
Erodes capacities to fulfill dreams ––
Denying what Volition’s meaning seems.
~ FreeThnke
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
~ Psalm 121 (KJV)
[NOTE: It is important to try to understand what the Bible means when it refers to "ISRAEL" as it does in this and other psalms, etc. It's probably not what most are tempted to think. CLUE: "Israel" is a blessed STATE of MIND –– an ATTITUDE –– a WORLDVIEW –– not a physical location. It is eminently portable, and may be experi[enced anywhere –– on a mountaintop, on a beach, on a ship, a plane , a train, a bus, a shop, a park, a factory, in a palace, a dungeon, on a battlefield, on the gallows, in daily life with family and friends –– een in church on rare occasions. ;-]
Chew-chew chew-chew" and higher still,
"Cheer-cheer cheer-cheer" more loud and shrill,
"Cheer-up cheer-up cheer-up"—and dropped
Low—"Tweet tweet jug jug jug"—and stopped
One moment just to drink the sound
Her music made, and then a round
Of stranger witching notes was heard
As if it was a stranger bird:
"Wew-wew wew-wew chur-chur chur-chur
Woo-it woo-it"—could this be her?
"Tee-rew tee-rew tee-rew tee-rew
Chew-rit chew-rit"—and ever new—
"Will-will will-will grig-grig grig-grig."
- John Clare, "The Progress of Rhyme"
Thomas Morley (1557-1602/3), "Madrigal":
Though Philomela lost her love
fresh note she warbleth yes again
Fa la la la fa la la la...
He is a fool that lovers prove
and leaves to sing, to live in pain
Fa la la la fa la la ...
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