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Thu Aug-25-05 10:20 PM http://www.democraticunderground.com/discu... 4 killed, 5 missing; power knocked out to 1.2 million as Katrina whacks S. Florida Fri Aug-26-05 08:44 AM http://www.democraticunderground.com/discu... New Orleans, Louisiana....the week that was.....Sun Sep-04-05 http://www.democraticunderground.com/discu... Poll question: Who's feelin' free and safe from the terrorists in the good ol' USA today?Sat Sep-03-05 http://www.democraticunderground.com/discu... ...my cynicism knows no bounds...life is to blame...how nobel we animals who pretend we're some how evolved from perfection instead of the savage beasts we still are..herding people at gunpoint who're starving and dying in what's now third world conditions in the state of Louisiana...the ruination of New Orleans and instead of the richest bastards who helped create this crisis being treated in this manner..it's the poorest of the destitude that have to suffer the most...guess they should be used to it and not put up much of a fuss...i hate this world.  They have M-16s and they're locked and loaded...shoot to kill... Friday, September 2, 2005 http://www.democraticunderground.com/discu... |
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http://www.nobeliefs.com/jefferson.htm "I never submitted the whole system of my opinions to the creed of any party of men whatever in religion, in philosophy, in politics, or in anything else where I was capable of thinking for myself. Such an addiction is the last degradation of a free and moral agent." -Thomas Jefferson, letter to Francis Hopkinson, March 13, 1789 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Christianity neither is, nor ever was a part of the common law." -Thomas Jefferson, letter to Dr. Thomas Cooper, February 10, 1814  An exerpt from Call of Cthulhu...written in 1926 by H. P. Lovecraft... "The most merciful thing in the world...I think...is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity....and it was not meant that we should voyage far... The sciences...each straining in its own direction....have hitherto harmed us little....but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifing vistas of reality....and of our frightful position therein...that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age." .....in light of our war machines and nukes...and the ongoing destrution and dessimation of the environment...the reality of the 21st century's vistas of terror our sciences have created...I find Lovecraft's words eerily prophetic.... _________________________________________________________  The Almighty Dollar ~ Ozzy It's In The Lives That We Lead Setup For Money And Greed A Little Isn't Enough We Have To Use It All Up Success, Excess, The Truth Is Inconvenient Oh Hang Your Head Pillaged And Left Us For Dead You Kept Us Blind And Mislead How Could You Think Nothings Wrong You Won't Be Smiling For Long When It's All Gone, Gone We Can Never Go Back Burn Into The Air And Atmosphere Watching The Rain Come Down Turn Your Head Away Ignore The Fear Watching The Ice Crash Down Our Father's Justice Gets Closer How Could You Screw Us All Over Rape, Steal And Murder God Bless The Almighty Dollar The Almighty Dollar Poison The Air That We Breathe Chained To Industrial Need Destroy The Souls That You Steal, The Radiation Is Real Debate, Too Late, You've Built Our Funeral Pyre You Kill My Faith Mother Earth, Desecrate Deceive The Whole Human Race I Know You Think Nothings Wrong We Won't Be Breathing For Long When It's All Gone, Gone We Can Never Go Back Burn Into The Air And Atmosphere Watching The Rain Come Down Turn Your Head Away Ignore The Fear Watching The Ice Crash Down Our Father's Justice Gets Closer How Could You Fuck Us All Over Rape, Steal And Murder God Bless The Almighty Dollar Death, Doom And Disaster The Point Of No Return No Earthly Life Ever After Is It Too Late To Learn? Burn Into The Air And Atmosphere Watching The Rain Come Down Turn Your Head Away Ignore The Fear Watching The Ice Crash Down Our Father's Justice Gets Closer How Could You Fuck Us All Over Rape, Steal And Murder God Bless The Almighty Dollar The Almighty Dollar ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~  ~*~RIP Dad~*~
July 14, 1940 ~ June 24, 2005  He was retired from the International Union of Elevator Constructors and served in the United States Marine Corp.  Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on the snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, Of quiet birds in circled flight; I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die. ~Author Unknown~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~*~Lyrical Interlude~*~
~Soul Shine~ When you can’t find the light That guides you through a cloudy day When the stars ain’t shinin’ bright And you feel like you’ve lost your way When the candle lights of home Burn so very far away Well you got to let your soul shine Just like my daddy used to say He used to say soul shine It’s better than sunshine It’s better than moonshine Damn sure better than rain Well now people don’t mind We all get this way sometimes Got to let your soul shine Shine till the break of day I grew up thinkin’ that I had it made Gonna make it on my own But life can take the strongest man And make him feel so alone Now sometimes I feel a cold wind Blowin’ through my achin’ bones I think back to what my daddy said He said “Boy, in the darkness just before dawn” Let your soul shine It’s better than sunshine It’s better than moonshne Damn sure better than rain Yeah now people don’t mind We all get this way sometimes Got to let your soul shine Shine till the break of day Sometimes a man can feel this emptiness Like a woman has robbed him of his very soul A woman too, God knows, she can feel like this And when your world seems cold You've got to let your spirit take control Let your soul shine It’s better than sunshine It’s better than moonshne Damn sure better than rain Lord now people don’t mind We all get this way sometimes Got to let your soul shine Yeah, shine on and on and on Oh, it’s better than sunshine It’s better than moonshne Damn sure better than rain Yeah now people don’t mind We all get this way sometimes Got to let your soul shine Yeah, shine on and on and on Shine till the break of day ~Gov't Mule~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~Bold As Love~ Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armour Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted, They quietly understand Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready, But wonder why the fight is on But they're all bold as love, yes, they're all bold as love Yeah, they're all bold as love Just ask the axis My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war and Ribbons of euphoria Orange is young, full of daring, But very unsteady for the first go round My yellow in this case is not so mellow In fact I'm trying to say it's frigthened like me And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh, Giving my life to a rainbow like you But, I'm eh , yeah, I'm bold as love Yeah, yeah Well I'm bold, bold as love I'm bold as love Just ask the axis...he knows everything Yeah, yeah, yeah ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~If 6 Was 9~ ....yeah, sing a song bro... If the sun refused to shine I don't mind, I don't mind yeah If the mountains ah, fell in the sea Let it be, it ain't me....well, all right Got my own world to live through and uh, ha ! And I ain't gonna copy you. Yeah...sing the song brother... Now if uh, six uh, huh, turned out to be nine Oh I don't mind, I don't mind uh...well all right... If all the hippies cut off all their hair Oh I don't care, oh I don't care. Dig. Cause I've got my own world to live through and uh, huh And I ain't gonna copy you. White collar conservative flashin' down the street Pointin' their plastic finger at me, ha ! They're hopin soon my kind will drop and die but uh I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high ! Oww ! Wave on, wave on... Ah, ha, ha Fall mountains, just don't fall on me Go ahead on mister business man, you can't dress like me Yeah ! Don't nobody know what I'm talkin about I've got my own life to live I'm the one that's gonna die when it's time for me to die So let me live my life the way I want to Yeah, sing on brother, play on drummer ~JIMI HENDRIX~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~Wish You Were Here~ So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here.... We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here. ~Pink Floyd~ ~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~The Way It Is~ Doesn't matter who gets the best of who Or who can hurt who the most, no. It never was meant for it to be that way, Never should be that way at all. The way it is, the way that it goes Happenin' day after day, yeah. That's the way it is, the way that it goes, Workin' in the strangest ways. Even though we could never seem to work things out, I still love you just the same. I miss your smile and that sparkle in your eye. You're so beautiful, never change. The way it is, the way that it goes Happenin' day after day, yeah. That's the way it is, the way that it goes, Workin' in the strangest ways. What it is, and what it was, What shall be shall be, yeah. Sometimes it happens in the strangest ways, Sometimes it's hard to believe, yeah. (Do you believe?) Do you believe, can you believe? The way it is, the way that it goes, Workin' in the strangest ways, yeah. Now it really don't matter who gets the best of who. It never did and never will. It was never meant for it to be that way. Why must it be that way at all? The way it is, the way that it goes Happenin' day after day, yeah. That's the way it is, the way that it goes, Workin' in the, workin' in the strangest ways. That's the way it is, that's the way it is, That's the way it is, that's the way that it goes, yeah. Yeah. That's the way it is, that's the way that it goes. That's the way it is, that's the way that it goes. See it happen day after day, yeah, yeah, Workin' in the strangest ways. Can you believe, do you believe? Can you believe, do you believe? That's the way it is, that's the way it goes. Yes it do. ~*~Tesla~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~Symptom of the Universe~ Take me through the centuries to supersonic years Electrifying enemy is drowning in his tears All I have to give you is a love that never dies The symptom of the universe is written in your eyes Yeah Mother mooch is calling me back to her silver womb Father of creation takes me from my stolen tomb Seventh night the unicorn is waiting in the skies A symptom of the universe, a love that never dies Yeah Take my hand, my child of love come step inside my tears Swim the magic ocean I've been crying all these years Then our love will ride away into eternal skies A symptom of the universe, a love that never dies Yeah Oh my child of loves creation, come and step inside my dreams In your eyes I see no sadness, you are all that loving means Take my hand and we'll go riding through the sunshine from above We'll find happiness together in the summer skies of love ~*~Black Sabbath~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~The Rain Song~ This is the springtime of my loving - the second season I am to know You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've felt before. It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that grew so low. It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the Gloom. Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this tune. Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all from time to time. Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us... But I know that I love you so These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold. This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little rain must fall. Jus a li'l rain..... ~*~Led Zeppelin~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~By Your Side~ When your lost I am found When you slip I hold my ground When I fall Please take a bow And when you're up Just remember I am down People looking for Fortune and fame They dont know That it's all the same It's like any other game You know there's a loser But it's alright When you feel your heart is breaking When all your friends are faking When it's giving and no taking I will be by your side I've been over the hill and back Survived every kind of attack It's been a few years at that As a matter of fact Good luck is just good luck You dont go hungry if you got pot luck I've been down But never on my knees I see the forest for the trees When you feel your heart is breaking When all your friends are faking When it's giving and no taking I will be by your side ~*~Black Crowes~*~ ~*~Poetic Interlude~*~
It's like a spell cast in the depth of my heart Relinquishing all fears Persuading me to love Making me realise Hope in paradise. It was like a dream Hoping to be fulfilled Coping with the circumstances That entails Revolving contemplation in the mind. At last, it came to reality The eyes see the invisible, The mind feels the impossible, Love is portrayed well enough Through the beauty of you It's true, love really exists, Because I see it in you. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Love... Sweet sounds from the music of the heart Composed of flowers and flattery Played by instruments - each has its own part Sung with passion and delicacy Love... Faded pages with meaning beyond comprehension Written with strength and fervency Read by many with constant devotion Stored on shelves of diversity Love... Strokes of vivid colors and happiness Drawn by the instinct of desire Painted with tenacious tenderness Displayed in galleries of grandeur ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Against Indifference.... More love or more disdain I crave... Sweet, be not still indifferent... O send me quickly to my grave, Or else afford me more content! Or love or hate me more or less, For love abhors all lukewarmness. Give me a tempest if 'twill drive Me to the place where I would be... Or if you'll have me still alive, Confess you will be kind to me. Give hopes of bliss or dig my grave... More love or more disdain I crave. Webbe c. 1678 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A Poem from 'Queen O' the Damned'... Tempting to place in coherent collage...... ...the bee...the mountain range...the shadow my hoof... Tempting to join them...enlaced by logical vast and shining... Molecular thought-thread...thru all Substance... Tempting...to say I see in all I see... The place where the needle began in the tapestry...but ahh... It all looks whole and part...long live the eyeball and the lucid heart... Some Lamb~ Four Days in Another City ~ Stan Rice ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~Tasting The Earth~ In a dark hour, tasting the Earth. As I lay on my couch in the muffled night, and the rain lashed my window, And my forsaken heart would give me no rest, no pause and no peace, Though I turned my face far from the wailing of my bereavement.... Then I said: I will eat of this sorrow to its last shred, I will take it unto me utterly, I will see if I be not strong enough to contain it.... What do I fear? Discomfort? How can it hurt me, this bitterness? The miracle, then! Turning toward it, and giving up to it, I found it deeper than my own self.... O dark great mother-globe so close beneath me... It was she with her inexhaustible grief, Ages of blood-drenched jungles, and the smoking of craters, and the roar of tempests, And moan of the forsaken seas, It was she with the hills beginning to walk in the shapes of the dark-hearted animals, It was she risen, dashing away tears and praying to dumb skies, in the pomp-crumbling tragedy of man... It was she, container of all griefs, and the buried dust of broken hearts, Cry of the christs and the lovers and the child-stripped mothers, And ambition gone down to defeat, and the battle overborne, And the dreams that have no waking.... My heart became her ancient heart: On the food of the strong I fed, on dark strange life itself: Wisdom-giving and sombre with the unremitting love of ages.... There was dank soil in my mouth, And bitter sea on my lips, In a dark hour, tasting the Earth. James Oppenheim 1882 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Destiny Harrison Smith Morris 1899 OUR many years are made of clay and cloud, And quick desire is but as morning dew; And love and life, that linger and are proud, Dissolve and are again the arching blue. For who shall answer what the ages ask? Or who undo a one-day-earlier bud? We are but atoms in the larger task Of law that seeks not to be understood. Shall we then gather to our meagre mien The purple of power, and sit above the seed, While still abroad the acres of the green Invisible feet leave imprint of their speed? We are but part; the whole within the part Trembles, as heaven steadied in a stream. Not ours to question whence the leafage start, Or doubt the prescience of a people’s dream. For these are cradled in the dark of time, And move in larger order than we know; The isolate act interpreted a crime, In perfect circle, shows the Mind below. Forth from the hush of equatorial heat The wiser mother drove her sable kin— Was it that through our vitiated wheat A lustier grain should swell the life, grown thin? Was it that upward through a waste of blood The brutal tribe should struggle to a soul,— That white and black, in interchange of good, Might grope through ages to a loftier whole? Who knows, who knows? For while we mock with doubt The ceaseless loom thrids through its slow design; The waning artifice is woven out, And simple manhood rears a nobler line. Then wherefore clamor to your idols thus For bands to hold the Nation from its growth, And wax in terror at the overplus Won from dishonor and imperial sloth? Wherefore implore the Power that lifts our might To punish what His providence ordains; To fix our star forever in its night; To hold us fettered in our ancient chains? The Nation in God’s garden swells to fruit, And He is glad, and blesses. Shall we then Shrink inward to the dulness of the root, And vanish from the onward march of men? Give up the lands we won in loyal war; Give up the gain and glory, rule, renown, The orient commerce of the open door, The conquest, and the wide imperial crown? Yea, were these all, ’t were well to let them go; For idle gold is but an empty gain: An empire, reared on ashes of its foe, Falls, as have fallen the island-walls of Spain. Treasure is dust. They need it not who build On better things. Our gain is in the loss: In love and tears, self victories fulfilled, In manhood bending to the bitter cross. In burdens that make wise the bearer, wounds Taken in hate that sanctify the heart, In sympathies and sorrows, and in sounds That up from all the open waters start; In brotherhood that binds the broken ties And clasps the whole world closer into peace; In East and West enwoven loverwise, Mated for happy arts and home’s increase. What though the sere leaf circle to the ground,— Its summer task is done, the bough is clean For Spring’s ascent; the lost is later found In some new recess of the risen green. We are but Nature’s menials. ’Tis her might Sets our strange feet on Australasian sands, Bids us to pluck the races from their night And build a State from out the brawling bands. Serene, she sweeps aside the more or less, The man or people, if her end be sure; Her brooding eyes, that ever bend to bless, Find guerdon for the dead that shall endure. Truth marches on, though crafty ignorance Heed not the footfall of the eternal tread. The land that shrinks from Nature’s armed advance Shall lie dishonored with her wasted dead. Yea, it behooves us that the light be free. We are but bearers,—it is Nature’s own,— Runners who speed the way of Destiny, Yielding the torch whose flame is forward blown. We are in his wide grasp who holds the law, Who heaves the tidal sea, and rounds the year; We may return not, though the weak withdraw; We must move onward to the last frontier. ~*~Lyrical Interlude Part Deux~*~
~Childhood's End~ You shout in your sleep. Perhaps the price is just too steep. Is your conscience at rest if once put to the test? You awake with a start to just the beating of your heart. Just one man beneath the sky, Just two ears, just two eyes. You set sail across the sea of longpast thoughts and memories. Childhood's end, Your fantasies merge with harsh realities. And then as the sail is hoist, You find your eyes are growing moist. All the fears never voiced say you have to make your final choice. Who are you and who am I to say we know the reason why? Some are born; Some men die beneath one infinite sky. There'll be war, there'll be peace. But everything one day will cease. All the iron turned to rust; All the proud men turned to dust. And so all things, time will mend. So this song will end. ~*~Pink Floyd~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~*~You Won't Change Me~*~ I'm just a wo'man and I am what I am Nobody will ever change my ways I don't need money and I don't need no lies I only need to live for today But I'd like to talk things over with you I want to hear the things you say, today Although you won't change me anyway, no no way I wish you'd come and see me, I'd like to hold you I want to set my mind all free You understand me, you give me time But I don't need no sympathy Still I wonder what it's like to be loved Instead of hiding in myself Nobody will change me anyway, no no way Nobody's gonna change my world That's something too unreal Nobody will change the way I feel So listen to me now, hear what I say Please give me time and maybe love If there's a God up there, well I hope he helps me I need him now to set me free 'Cause it may be that it's over for me If you don't hear the things that I say, today Nobody will change me anyway, no no way Nobody's gonna change my world, that's something too unreal Nobody will change the way I feel ~*~Black Sabbath~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~*~The Ballad of Curtis Lowe~*~ Well I used to wake the mornin', before the rooster crowed. Searchin' for soda bottles to get myself some dough. Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store. Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Lowe. Old Curt was a black man, with white, curly hair. When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care. He used to own an old dobro, used to play it 'cross his knee. I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me. Play me a song Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe. Well I got your drinkin' money, tune up your dobro. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues. He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten. Mama used to warn me but I'd go see him again. I'd clap my hands, and stomp my feet, try to stay in time. He'd play me a song or two, then take another drink of wine. Play me a song Curtis Lowe, Curtis Lowe. Well I got your drinkin money, tune up your dobro. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, cause Curtis Lowe was the finest picker to ever play the blues. On the day Old Curtis died, nobody came to pray. Old preacher said some words, and they chucked him in the clay. Well he lived a lifetime, playin the black man's blues. And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to do. Play me a song Curtis Lowe, hey, Curtis Lowe. I wish that you was here so everyone would know. People said he was useless, them people all were fools, cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues. ~*~LYNYRD SKYNYRD~*~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ~Wot's...uh the Deal~ Heaven sent the promised land Looks alright from where I stand Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in Waiting on the first step Show me where the key is kept Point me down the right line because it's time To let me in from the cold Turn my lead into gold Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Flash the red is Wot's...uh the deal? Got to make it to the next meal Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel. Mile after mile Stone after stone Turn to speak but you're alone Million miles from home you're on your own So let me in from the cold Turn my lead into gold Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I'm growing old Fire bright by candlelight And her by my side And if she prefers we will never stir again Someone said the promised land And I grabbed it with both hands Now I'm the man on the inside looking out Hear me shout "Come on in, What's the news and where you been?" Cause there's no wind left in my soul And I've grown old ~*~Pink Floyd~*~ |