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Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
“Coimhéad fearg fhear na foighde”
Beware of the anger of a patient man.
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
ANOTHER thing kids today will never know.
As a wee lad, I have memories of changing records on my Dads old Grundig (mine now!) of Bill Cosby concerts. You closed your eyes, imagined you were in the audience…
At the risk of sounding foreboding, this won’t end well. Creative play was such a mind expansion mechanism…. from science, to science fiction, as a people, we will be poorer for not encouraging it.
The words
I’m bored
Never came out of my mouth unless I was too sick to get up and go.
Hearing it from kids twists my guts up.
All right, I get it, less than optimal times to be going through.
Here is my PROFESSIONAL advice. ( I played a professional tree service guy in REAL life). Plus, I’m pretty old (my birthday last week makes me divisible by 12, 6 times.)
So, with my bonafides out of the way, I advise you listen to the Who, Anther Tricky Day, with lyrics. I just did it, with headphones, loud. I feel SO good now, that I’m heading out to do firewood, I know, JOY. Try it, puts a different spin on yer day.
Good plan!
Hope that worked…I’m sore, and outta shape.
This is true!
Goodness Dude when you say you’re OUT you almost mean it.
Been looking for the next article, jonesing.
Wanted your take on this:
https://www.theburningplatform.com/2023/02/28/south-africa-has-collapsed-heres-why/
The corrupt installing cronies into all the systems seems an excellent way to Kleptocracy a country. Sound familiar?
Seems all that have the ability to work elsewhere have moved on.
I can’t have people jonesing!
I’ll post something in a day or two… assuming the galactic stupid quotient doesn’t erupt further and drive me back underground again.