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Maria Zakharova takes a stand against bullying….a strong stand. You go, girl ! (said in all due respect) Warrior woman!!!
https://www.rt.com/news/367308-zakharova-kirby-journalists-treatment/
I second that. Maria Z. for President when Putin steps down. Or US Trump Chief of Staff when what’s his name is fired.
Trump election result of US defeat in Middle East & victory of Syria, Iran, Russia: Top Analyst -ENG
https://youtu.be/zfbQY6pMsI8
I didn’t vote for any of you Americans. I think you are all useless.
I could mention the Negatives about The NHS…but I will also mention The Positives.
Number 1 – The NHS just saved my Wife’s Life
(there is no Number 2)
The Ambulance was there – even before me – and I got there before The Police
on the way to hospital – she was asking – have I got Flashing Blue Lights???
And then the ambulance went round the corner…and she was on a mobile stretcher with wheels.
They told me to me to put my seat belt on…but they hadn’t locked the wheels of the mobile stretcher to the ambulance floor..
She thought – she was going to fly out the back….and then she did go
into a bit of a panic attack…her left leg – and the entire left side of
her body started shaking….just even more adrenaline kicking in…I reached
over..to hold the now still mobile stretcher…
So they took special care with my Princess after that..and she had the Op Today. She will be O.K.
My wife is now a bionic woman complete with plate and pin – inside her leg.
The British NHS is wonderful
No one has asked me for any money.
I aim to have the Americans Jealous of our National Health Service
They can’t afford it. They have spent all their money on bombs and guns and killing people.
The USA is now in POVERTY
They don’t even like each other.
What a Country of Morons…
Leaders of The Free World?
The USA – Now – Not even a Third World Country
You Americans are Rubbish. You can’t even look after Yourselves.
Tony
“The British NHS is wonderful
No one has asked me for any money”
Don’t worry, it is being dismantled and they will start asking you for money soon.
“The USA is now in POVERTY”
As in the US so are parts of the UK and forecast to get much worse e.g.
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/business/news/uk-poverty-the-charts-that-show-the-true-state-of-low-income-britain-a7031666.html
Quote:
“And forecasts by the Institute for Fiscal Studies suggest that the Conservatives’ tax credit cuts are going to push overall poverty rates much higher over the rest of the Parliament. The IFS sees the overall rate rising by around 2 percentage points by 2020-21. Moreover, the child poverty rate is set to explode from around 17.5 per cent to 25 per cent over that period”
As for liking each other, it depends on who you ask e.g.
https://www.quora.com/Do-the-Irish-Welsh-Scottish-people-despise-the-English-because-the-English-were-the-Germanic-invaders-from-Angles
Quote:
“The Irish, Welsh and Scottish don’t despise the English universally. The UK certainly wouldn’t have lasted as long as it has if that were the case. We’re all each other’s biggest trading partners and the largest non-native minorities in each other’s countries.
Any animosity comes from the natural reaction against another country you feel has too much power over your own. England has 12 times the population of the largest of the others, and naturally dominates politically in the UK and the British Isles in general. Add to that a history of fighting over the last 2,000 years, and you get natural grudges.”
The US morons? – again, it depends e.g. http://songbytoad.com/2016/06/the-uk-is-a-nation-of-idiots/
Quote:
“I haven’t said anything much about the EU referendum in the UK because I am really struggling to articulate my sense of baffled disbelief. I have never seen a political debate so immune to basic facts, so reliant on arguments which are patently idiotic, and so fuelled by resentment, bigotry, hatred and anger.
One of the things which absolutely beggars belief the most (and there is a lot of competition) in the whole EU debacle is that absolutely every single problem which is riling up the leavers is obviously going to be made significantly worse by that decision. Strain on the NHS? Crowded classrooms? Housing? Pensions? Low wages?
I mean, you have to literally be an idiot to think that the NHS will be improved or under less strain if we get out of the EU. It’s not something to soft-pedal. That opinion is simply dumb. Protection for pensions, investment in and access to education, employment… I know the EU isn’t very good on some of these things, particularly some of the trade agreements, TTIP, and so on, but it is patently idiotic to think that the UK wouldn’t be manifestly worse on these issues if it wasn’t for its participation in the EU.
Would you put protection of a living wage in the hands of Westminster or Brussels? EU countries almost all invest more in their national health services than we do – are you seriously suggesting that making decisions about shared healthcare or minimum wage or worker safety or access to education alongside Denmark and Germany instead of on our own will make them worse?
And the people who are going to be the most hurt and the most undermined by it all are the ones most keen to get out. It blows my f**king mind.”
Dear Dennis Valentino and the Love Army,
I would like to pose some questions to you. We were talking last Café about love between humans and animals, which got me thinking about Love from an evolutionary point of view. I have a few uncomfortable points I would like the Army’s opinion of.
In Chimpanzees (our closet living genetic relation), they smile, or so we would assume. What looks like a smile to us is a fear grimace, something they do to the Alpha Male to show their subservience. We smile at strangers to show we are friendly, we also smile to cover emotional turmoil. Modern humans smile when we are happy, but I am looking at where it came from.
Then we have the seeming anomaly of the Stockholm Syndrome:
“Stockholm syndrome can be seen as a form of traumatic bonding, which does not necessarily require a hostage scenario, but which describes “strong emotional ties that develop between two persons where one person intermittently harasses, beats, threatens, abuses, or intimidates the other.”[4] One commonly used hypothesis to explain the effect of Stockholm syndrome is based on Freudian theory. It suggests that the bonding is the individual’s response to trauma in becoming a victim. Identifying with the aggressor is one way that the ego defends itself. When a victim believes the same values as the aggressor, they cease to be perceived as a threat.” Wikipedia, last modified on 15 November 2016, at 19:10.
This phenomenon can be witnessed in hostage situations, also in the much more common occurrences of domestic violence.
Is there a link between love and domination? It is a survival strategy to ‘love’ our oppressors in the hope of living longer? When we love someone, we do submit to them, do anything for them, and practically become their slave. If this is reciprocal, then this is beautiful. But often it is not; one person is lying and tricking the other to steal their services. I am more in the Dawkins camp, that altruism (Love) is a genetic survival strategy to ensure that our genes are transferred onwards by giving ourselves to our children, siblings and close relations. None of this sounds very romantic.
The Big Bang Theory taught me something important; the story of Schrodinger’s Cat. Simply, a theoretical experiment where a cat is placed in a totally sealed box with a random time-release poison. Anyone looking at the box can have no idea if the cat is dead or alive. The theory states that at any given time, the cat is both alive and dead (as we cannot know the answer); we get to choose which one we prefer.
I leave you with the punch line from Life of Pi (if you haven’t seen it, spoilers below). After a fantastical journey shipwrecked for months, Pi is in hospital and is being questioned by the insurers. They can’t believe his fantastic tale of flying whales, glowing fish and a Tiger companion; the want the real story. Pi tells them another story, a horror story of violence and cannibalism, of life clinging to the very edge of existence. But which one is the real story the insurers ask? Pi says:
“I told you two stories that account for the 227 days in between.”
“Yes, you did.”
“Neither explains the sinking of the Tsimtsum.”
“That’s right.”
“Neither makes a factual difference to you.”
“That’s true.”
“You can’t prove which story is true and which is not. You must take my word for it.”
“I guess so.”
“In both stories the ship sinks, my entire family dies, and I suffer.”
“Yes, that’s true.”
“So tell me, since it makes no factual difference to you and you can’t prove the question either way, which story do you prefer? Which is the better story, the story with animals or the story without animals?”
Mr. Okamoto: “That’s an interesting question …”
Mr. Chiba: “The story with animals.”
Mr. Okamoto: “Yes. The story with animals is the better story.”
Pi Patel: “Thank you. And so it goes with God.”
And so it goes with Love, it is the story we prefer to believe. And why not?
Thanks for your thought-provoking question. If you don’t mind, I’d like to start a new post below, in which I will do my best to move our conversation along, within the context of my life and the intervening comments. See you below.
Nice one Earthrise – comment like that is why this site remains interesting.
and all this time I thought what animals were in fact doing was showing heir teeth, meaning they are showing their weapons not cringing in fear.
It is a Chimpanzee trait, the fear grimace; dogs can do it too. The teeth are commonly clenched shut, and the lips pulled back so you can see the teeth are not in ‘biting’ mode.
I really do NOT think so. when a cat is hissing and showing me her teeth, she is not showing me love. neither a dog.
I just love a new cafe. The picture above reminds me somehow of Michael Corleone in Sicily when Apolonia gets in the car and Michael is horrified but helpless as the car explodes, killing his lover who was a thunderbolt at first sight. That woman in the window or whatever also reminds me of my former wife whose name is Apolonia, who looks quite Mediterranean, olive skin, a Leo earth mother too.
The All News room has just exploded with articles today. I think I commented at every one just for the fun of it. Am I ever getting an education. But I like it here because I can let my hair down and just say what I think. Who cares? You know I’m crazy and I do too, so what have I to lose? Besides this is closer to the Love Bower where I’m going for a good night’s sleep. Maybe I’ll have something worthwhile to say tomorrow morning.
I love you all.
I would like to submit my poem:
WHOSE HOMELAND?
(inspired by the 2002 documentary called Jenine, Jenine by Mohammed Bakir, in which he interviewed Palestinian survivors after the Israeli attack on their camp)
Bombed homes, shelled schools, the camp is is no more,
Torn down, shattered, made destitute the poor.
Dead children, dead sons – a motherless child
Searches through rubble and debris piled
On the place where he played, now bull-dozed flat.
He climbs the huge heap, at heel is a cat.
Tanks roll through the streets, mow down and crush,
Obliterate all, turn bricks to mush.
The white flag’s ignored; an injured man cries;
They aimed for a limb; he has covered his eyes.
No help is coming; his foot is shot through.
His crime? He exists. Sniper’s aim is true.
His pleas go unheeded. Agony mounts.
Abandoned, betrayed, brute force is what counts.
Their land has been taken, old olive trees downed,
Robbed of their homeland, their once sacred ground.
An old man weeps. A young girl, severe,
Speaks passionately, face aged, hopes someone may hear:
“We are unafraid, torn apart, lives broken and rent,
Our homes destroyed, our roof is a tent.
We will not give up! We will rise again!
Palestina! Our land! We’ll fight to regain!”
Such loss! At what price this small piece of land
Arbitrarily passed from hand to hand?
Pushed out, uprooted, Palestine shamed,
To make way for a nation that spuriously claimed
A piece of the earth, theirs, by biblical right;
A claim upheld by the world’s great might.
Convinced of their strength, that the bully’s a coward,
Palestina keeps hopeful, with eyes looking forward
To the day peace will come, land returned – it’s your due.
Know that some share your prayer.
May God grant it to you!
by Gabrielle Blair
June 15, 2011
Gabrielle Blair
Many thanks for sharing this beautiful poem and welcome to the Deadly Poets Society. A wonderful piece of reality you wrote, about the land that will not be forgotten, about the people and their sufferings, about the hope which dies the last. I would wonder, who will have a critical view against this one. Thanks again !
Fear and loathing in Lithuania from… BBC calling! BBC calling!
Trump election: Baltic warning over Russian move on Nato
http://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-38014997
Don’t you just love the chutzpah of that headline?
Did you know that after English, Russian is the most spoken language in Oregon?
http://www.oregonlive.com/portland/index.ssf/2013/11/russian-speaking_immigrants_in.html
Was at the park with the Grandkids in Bellingham, WA, last summer and my daughter was explaining to them that the language being spoken by some of the other visitors was Russian. She is fluent in Spanish with Latino neighbors, but was explaining to her kids and to me how Russian is also quite common in their town.
A Spoonful of Russian – a Russian language blog and very fine lessons on Youtube.
http://speakrussian.blogspot.ca/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jX2kbPkdWEM
I had never seen any musician do it before….but it was just such a Brilliant Gig – down my local pub…that the Drummer – I think he was from Denmark..about 1999 – maybe 2003…
He just in between drum hits and sticks
He brought his little camera out and photographed Us – the Audience…
I thought wtf are you doing…
You are supposed to be playing drums…
So my wife and I asked him back to our house for a party after the gig
He was a Math’s Teacher and he got on really well with my Son who I guess was about 13 at the time.
My wife will remember his name. He is a Really Nice Man and he speaks excellent English.
It was a long time ago,but I have photographic evidence (of the party afterwards)
We kind of did a group photo in our kitchen
The guitarist turned up us well – and he was really tasty…and a few of their wives, girlfriends and mates-
You just go on…
Where’s My Pension?
WASPI’s
WASPI – Women Against State Pension Inequality Campaign | Facebook
http://www.waspi.co.uk/news
Antoine
How’s this for headlines “Google, an Obama ally, may face policy setbacks under Trump”
Reuters straight out acknowledging google is a political entity. I haven’t bothered to read the article but here’s the link to the headlines.
http://www.reuters.com/article/us-usa-trump-google-analysis-idUSKBN13C2XK
Obomber, eight years in office skillfully building a house of cards… must be painful to have to sit back and watch the big ba.. er.. good wolf huff and puff and blow down that house of cards.
sounds reasonable-see you at the Restaurant…..
“Astrophysicist argues intelligent life may have disappeared into physics
Advanced lifeforms may have transcribed themselves into quantum realm
It could mean intelligence is hiding in dark matter, or driving acceleration
By CHEYENNE MACDONALD FOR DAILYMAIL.COM
PUBLISHED: 20:23, 17 November 2016 | UPDATED: 01:33, 18 November 2016
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Despite all that scientists now know, much of our universe still remains a mystery.
And according to a Columbia University astrophysicist, this could be because the physical laws of the cosmos are not as they seem.
Instead, the expert argues that our universe may be driven by the reassembled intelligence of an alien civilization – one so advanced that it transcribed itself into the quantum realm, allowing life to ‘disappear into ordinary physics.’
According to Scharf, dark matter could be a complex entity that acts as the ending point for an intelligent race, allowing them to escape from all dangers. Or, it could be where alien intelligence has hidden all along
According to Scharf, dark matter could be a complex entity that acts as the ending point for an intelligent race, allowing them to escape from all dangers. Or, it could be where alien intelligence has hidden all along
IS ALIEN LIFE NOW DIGITAL?
At the Dent: Space conference in San Francisco, Seth Shostak from the Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence (SETI) Institute, argued that aliens capable of sending signals that can be detected by Earth technologies will likely transcend beyond the biological form to live instead as intelligent machines, Space.com reports.
The expert says that any society that’s invented radio – including our own – will ultimately invent its own successor in the centuries to come, shifting toward an all-digital civilization.
Machines would not require water or other chemicals to survive, allowing them to travel more easily between different planets as long as they had enough energy and raw materials.
Thus, alien life could instead be residing in a place that’s better suited for a digital existence.
The researcher says we may want to look for points in the sky that connect places of great energy, which may reveal intelligent communications.
While the claims may seem radical, an intelligence that’s indistinguishable from the fabric of the universe would solve many of its greatest mysteries, Caleb Scharf, Director of Astrobiology at Columbia University, writes in an article for Nautilus.
For one, it would explain why we have yet to find an intelligent civilization outside of Earth.
‘Perhaps hyper-advanced life isn’t just external,’ Scharf writes.
‘Perhaps it’s already all around. It is embedded in what we perceive to be physics itself, from the root behaviour of particles and fields to the phenomena of complexity and emergence.
‘In other words, life might not just be in the equations. It might be the equations.’
The expert points to the theory of the ‘singularity,’ a period in the foreseeable future in which humanity is expected to merge with technology.
If machines become intelligent enough, they could ‘decode the staggering complexity of the living world,’ allowing a civilization to reassemble itself into new forms”………..
Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-3947118/Is-alien-life-Radical-theory-claims-fabric-universe.html#ixzz4QLws04ve
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so basically the scientists are going back to what religions such as Ahuza Mazda or Gnosticism said thousands of years ago that there is an entity that is shaping the physical reality. How utterly amusing, if the old Persians knew the modern “scientists” eventually come to the same conclusions as them, they will be tickled.
@ JJ
I have known you as a very hard-working source of relevant news but sometimes a dissonant scream hits me: you are an avid Daily Mail reader! And I can’t think of a worst insult to an otherwise intellectually balanced person.
I know we all have our little perversions, but yours takes the cake.
Good morning to whatever good time it is in your time zone on this shrinking globe. I like to situate myself in time and space, to let you in on my own real life, so you know I’m not just a virtual phantom. I got up at 3 am because I had enough sleep with six hours. This new diet is apparently giving me new energy. It’s 47 degrees F outside and probably about the same inside this motorhome until the electric heater warms it up. A three quarter moon is almost directly overhead. Little wind and the stars easily visible. I like the nature feel.
I went to the well to get some water to soak my chia seeds, ground up pumpkin seeds by a coffee grinder and carob powder, which serves as my “grain” for the day. I no longer eat grain because I don’t do that much physical work any more and need a more refined energy at 76 years.
Earthrise continues an interesting conversation, at least for me. The intervening comments also enter into the conversation and will continue it. Allow me to share my notes as I was reading this up to where it is now in this cafe conversation:
Earthrise
Love between humans and animals
Love from an evolutionary point of view
Where does “smiling” of chimps and humans come from?
Anomaly of Stockholm Syndrome — traumatic bonding
Freudian theory — ego defends itself by identifying with aggressor to reduce threat in hostage and domestic violence situations
Schrodinger’s Cat — alive and dead, we choose
Pi
The better story is the one with animals
The better story is the one with God
The better story is the one with Love — why not?
Intervening comments:
Headline picture
teranam 13 and Maria Z.
Gabrielle Blair’s Palestinian poem
Trump
Russian language in America
Tony_Opmoc Antoine
Obama
JJ: quantum – advanced life forms – reassembled intelligence of an alien civilization using quantum world – all digital civilization – hyper-advanced life isn’t just external, life might be equations – singularity where humanity merges with technology
End of notes. Please note this list is selective. I chose which ones seemed to have life for me a la Schrodinger’s cat. You and Earthrise may have already made alternate choices.
Love is my choice, preference and frame of reference, in part expressed by a Love Army, cafe and bower vineyard. My notes begin with “love between humans and animals,” and then “Love from an evolutionary point of view.”
We came from animals and evolved into an advanced kind of animal called humans. We are best characterized as lovers from our changed sexual qualities of hair rather than fur, no facial hair in the females, increased sexual capacity at all times, linked to the moon; advanced artistic expression and beautiful bodies, long period of child nurturing, communal sex in a paradise situation. Capped off with the ability to smile, laugh and enjoy ecstatic love, while our nearest cousins, the chimps, smile at our antics. We share with the less advanced animals our love nature, expressed as smiling, cooing, caressing and cooperating.
Then comes the “anomaly of the Stockholm Syndrome… traumatic bonding… the ego defending itself by identifying with an aggressor to reduce the threat of death.” This is the evil event of patriarchy overthrowing the Love Order and instituting its traumatic bonding arrangement.
However, we still retain our connection to advanced lovers who created us in their image; in other words we have the power of choice to make the cat dead or alive. Free will comes right under the overall structure of justice, and above the capacities of mind, dream, imagination, emotion and body experience. In short, love necessitates freedom.
In the Pi paradigm, it is better to choose animals, God and Love. In the Pa (patrix, patriarchy) paradigm, it is better to choose safety, comfort, subservience and death with the hope of an as yet out of reach heaven.
As I’ve often remarked, the choice of God is problematic because he is in bed with patriarchy. I have no problem with choosing to be a free animal in love. Pets are part of the patriarchal God program but that’s a whole other discussion.
The Earthrising questions end with “Why not?” Well, the not part is because of freedom. We can choose to be animals, gods or lovers; and a million other things. But, and that’s a big but indeed; choices have consequences in the over-arching system of love. Love is justice as well as freedom.
My own belief, choice, view, whatever is that there is an Order of Love; love is all there is philosophy. This answers the question: “why not?” Duh, because there are consequences to deviating from the Order of Love into some new world order or other. You know, Love 101 which we never learned in school.
The Love Army speaks for the Love Government. A Love Government is not a God Government, although God can serve Love if he chooses, as Saint John pointed out by the formula: “God is Love.” But that’s another story altogether.
I will wait upon Earthrise’s response if any. I may be getting ahead of the conversational game so it is best to listen more than talk, to smile more than talk and to think more than talk. The oral tradition of smiling, listening and nodding came before the arts of talking and writing, and is still wired into our brains.
Now the intervening comments, and the silent smiles of the viewers as they listen in:
The first one up, the lead-off hitter in baseball is important; it’s better to get on base than go to the dugout. I note who is the first to comment. In this cafe it happens to be teranam 13, 13 being a woman’s number, no matter if tera-nam is woman or man. She introduces Maria Z., a man’s woman if there ever was one, a perfect putin partner. In other words: I love her; she awakens the man in me, and she’s a virtual image; she may be nothing in real life what she appears as in image. Anyway, in this information age, she’s drop dead beautiful and intelligent. See how love gets the best of me.
Talk about men with a big stick, it’s becoming a Trump world, and judging by the Russians in America, a Trump and Putin one to boot. A new and better version of patriarchy we hope.
Language and meta-story is all in this made-up world of choice; always was from the first smiling animals to our smiles today, or grimaces at Trump and Putin. Tony_Opmoc is a case in point. Antoine speaks a language that I do not know. Sometimes I can decode it and sometimes not. Sounds like me.
Then there’s Obama the Wimp Chimp. Yesterday, I listened to Marc Maron interview Obama in his Pasadena garage. It was awful and painful; my gut feeling was that Obama is a trained animal psychopath brought up in a psy-ops operation, and Marc Moron (sic) was Obama’s starry eyed acolyte. Sick, sick, sicko. But that’s another long story; must stick to my notes.
Finally, JJ brings matters to a head. From my notes: quantum…etc., see above. All techy gobbledegoop, psychobabble from Babylon, whatever. Ultimately, it makes absolutely no sense, nonsense, high class intelligensia stupidity. Trying to reinvent the wheel like Flintstone. Evil personified. What can I say? It has glamour and some usefulness; otherwise this poison could not be swallowed.
It’s language developed by the patrix destroy the love narrative of truth and further the implementation of evil. I know, I know, I’m being politically incorrect and going against the grain of acceptable social behavior but I just don’t care. My free animals are urging me on with their winks, howls and smiles. My inner pet is cringing in the corner. Who cares when the trucking house is on fire?
I better post this before it catches fire. I have raised more questions in my own mind than I have answered which is not the point anyway. Love is the point of the arrow and the shaft as well. Like the chimps’ smile: there’s an order to love’s journey–body, emotion, fantasy, dream, mind, will and justice, all within the grand Order of Love.
Now that I’ve calmed down and minded my business, I can just sink into love for a moment to charge my batteries for the next round of what love gifts me with. My fellow/sororal friends and lovers: love, love and more love.
PS: somehow I forgot about the Palestine Poem. Perhaps a providential accident. The poem sums up the terrible state of things, with the courage and rage of the oppressed; patriarchy and loverarchy in some Picasso Guernica torture chamber, run by Patriarchal guards in the current Zio-zoo, where free animals became pet meat in this vicious street-gang rape concentration camp of evilist terror. It’s still black night outside but the sun of love is coming–terrible as a Love Army in battle array.
PPS: I forgot about the headline picture, where Apolonia the Lover get blown to bits while Michael the Angel look on helplessly. A companion piece to the Palestine Poem. The Love Army goes where angel fear to tread.
Dennis, my love,
I have given a very rational, scientific version of love; something which normally resists being described so. I think I have taken this approach because like many of us, I have been broken by the fairy tale which was told to me growing up. I had the great fortune of coming from a loving home, born as I said just after the Summer of Love. When I was a teenager, I felt I had all this love inside me that was just bursting to come out. It is like the love our parents give us (or don’t) fills up in us like a well. Some lucky girl was going to cope the full force of it, when I find her. And I did, I met my wife when I was sixteen, and we have been together twenty-nine years. The poor thing, I was a little bit over-the-top; she did get quite the spoiling. It felt wonderful, every love song was about us; it felt the very Fairy Tale itself was written for us alone.
What broke me is a personal tale I won’t repeat here. Needless to say after the fairy tale ended I was angry, angry at the world for lying to me. But the evidence was there, everyone knows that fairy tales aren’t real; perfect love is the last fairy tale we believe. The resulting loss of innocence though was very important, it is the way we become adults. Loosing this ‘truth’ made me look at the world in a whole new way, I could now see it as it really is. We all lose our innocence; some in war, some way too young, some at the hand of a brutal stranger. My best friend took my innocence, and I thank her for it now. We all have to lose our innocence, what better way than with love.
During my long heart-broken years, I saw Casablanca for the first time (spoilers to follow). Nothing else I have seen spoke to my journey like this movie. When we meet Rick Blaine, he was like me; broken by a world without principle or glory. Blaine was let down by the defeat of Freedom in Spain where he fought, and broken by the lies of the women he loved. There he is, sipping scotch in his dingy bar at the end of the world. Then “Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine”. She is married now, her husband is a very important spy against the Nazis. At the end, he has the choice to take her back, or help her save her husband from the Nazis. His decision, weary and forlorn, to get back into the fight gave me such hope. Romance is not only love, but the belief in ideals. That Blaine could believe again told me there is something above logic, above rationality; something worth fighting for.
That we can feel that again, after all the world throws at us, maybe there is a fairy tale ending after all. If we make it so.
I think Dennis has just forgotten to answer your comment, but he will. From my side, I have to thank you for your sincerity and deep feelings shared with us.
Hi. I did answer it; it’s somewhere down below.
Hi again. Sorry, I think I’m missing connections, like Earthrise’s post just above. I did respond to his prior post about animals at Nov. 18, 2:04 pm. I agree and second your acknowledgement of Earthrise’s sincerity and deep feelings. I was being very intellectual in discussing the issue of pets. I guess I should learn the art of tweeting but it’s just not in me yet. I need to develop a line of thought; and that takes time and space; perhaps that mode of thinking is gone for good. But for my own education I need to do it even if it is a lost art. Thanks. Cheers.
It’s now 6:30 and the dawn is changing into her day dress. Brother Sun is on an Earthrise while Sister Moon urges him on with her hanging high dance=romance high in the sky. Nature’s version of a belly-dance I guess.
I feel like I’m in some kind of trance on no man’s land; too late to go back to sleep and too early to work. So I’ll just sit in the corner of this all night cafe and listen to the walls talk in wall-paper script.
In love’s calendar, last week played out in the key of E. This week it’s the key of F. F with the polarities of Full and Fail; like the Full gas tank gauge and the F you feared getting in robot school. The corresponding tarot (to row or roe) cards are the Knight of Cups and the Three of Pentacles. The knight holds a womam lover’s holy grail cup while the Three Pentacles or Coins shows a tonsured monk of the church and a gowned woman of the state, holding plans and talking to a worker slave, in front of a dark interior of a cathedral–city hall.
This set of cards is called the Six of Sound in the Love architecture structure; sound being the seventh suit of the game and seventh column of the love temple. Don’t get hung up on the intricate details of the internal story-line; just know something is going on. There is a story connected to this structure which I’ll proceed to share. The story is about Joy, the Fool card, taking us through love’s structure, journey, dance, romance on our way home to the Lover’s sphere at the apex of the cathedral.
The Fail part of this scene is the failure of church and state which contrasts with the Full grail cup, held by the knight. Full and Fail are the extremes of the bell curve, with the cathedral–city hall bell of the undistributed middle. I don’t know what the hell that means but it sounds good. Now let’s get into the what the F story of Full and Fail. Joy’s comments are in quotation marks while the narrator’s are not.
The Story of F for Full and Fail
It was a bitter pill to swallow but when the medicine started working, what before was bitter turned into sweetness of soul and body. Saint Francis turned the corner by kissing a leper. I learned the trick by kissing the leprous patriarch inside of me. Luckily, I had asked for help and accepted directions home from someone who knew the way.
This was no twelve step program that substituted one addiction for another by buying into the God and Money system. This was a fifty-two step recovery plan that rejected the God trick. I had been there and done that. It failed to bring me joy or love. It was a total system failure. It could not be salvaged by mental gymnastics, despite the best efforts of patriarchal mechanics. I was in the patrix system but not of it.
God was the problem because of patriarchy. Until I faced that truth, I was playing tiddlywinks and fiddling while Rome burned. I saw myself in the church, state, science triumvirate complex and in the sagittarian horse womam multiplex, one spelled Fail and the other Full.
Joy’s voice sounded Full: “We’re getting close to home. You can tell because you’re recognizing landmarks you passed on your way away from home. You resonate like a symphony in F because you hear the notes and see the suits. You’re now playing with an almost full deck. You also hear the dissonance of a failed system. We have a situation of survival because of the pandemic disease of patriarchy.”
I was a patriarchy addict beginning my recovery at 68 in 2008. Better late than never. Old dogs could learn new tricks, especially when a young puppy like Joy had tricks up her sleeve, not to mention the treats she would leave.
“Let the Full knight shine in your dark night of the soul. She will fill you from her holy grail cup. You get an F in patriarchy. You failed so you can drop that school. It’s a blessing in disguise. Thank your lucky stars. You are no fool.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as a Chrestmass full moon hung over my valley nest, making my house a motorhome on wheels traveling that long and lonesome road home. Mountain Mama, take me home country roads. I was born in a patriarchal city hospital. I would die in a loverful country hostel where Fail was filled Full.
Lovely story, Dennis.
I’m working on the same trajectory for myself though I would undoubtedly describe and word it differently.
” You’re now playing with an almost full deck…………”
Classic self-deprecating Leary-cism that got an energizing guffaw out of a worn out Bro.
All I can say is two or three cards missing (almost full!….look on the bright side…..) beats half a deck (extreme left or right brain imbalance), as you can always fill in with jokers. Or cut out a piece of cardboard and make the last card or two yourself, complete the deck, and DEAL!
Love Is In The Cards
Dennis missing a trump card?
The Lover’s card game isn’t hard.
No need to cheat or bluff or lie,
Just improvise, quickly, on the fly!
The deck of fifty one not two
Often enough just has to do.
Tarot of seventy seven not eight?
The Fool and his Lover will not wait!
Magic Markers, black and red,
Missing cards, found instead!
Cut the cardboard with a knife,
So card Lovers deal with Life!
Jack of Hearts or King of Spades,
All ye swains a wooing maids,
The object is the Queen, to wed her
Jack after Jill, the thrill to bed her!
A card or two or three is missing?
This should never halt the kissing!
So Ace, lead out, boldness scores,
In Love and War, the trick is yours!
An incomplete deck is no excuse,
Complete it with a trey or deuce
Of your own making, don’t hesitate,
Love conquers All, Love won’t wait!
Sorry, critics. It’s a new genre: Learyical Verse. Just started working on it.
Also collecting equivalent phrases for “not playing with a full deck”.
I once had a list that included the tree metaphor, “He’s (or she’s) got a loose branch.”
But there were several more really colorful metaphors in that vein that I can’t recall now.
To end the theme of irrepressible love urges on a higher, more classical note:
Sharing Eve’s Apple by John Keats
O blush not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.
There’s a blush for want, and a blush for shan’t,
And a blush for having done it;
There’s a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,
And a blush for just begun it.
O sigh not so! O sigh not so!
For it sounds of Eve’s sweet pippin;
By these loosen’d lips you have tasted the pips
And fought in an amorous nipping.
Will you play once more at nice-cut-core,
For it only will last our youth out,
And we have the prime of the kissing time,
We have not one sweet tooth out.
There’s a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay,
And a sigh for “I can’t bear it!”
O what can be done, shall we stay or run?
O cut the sweet apple and share it!
Never mind, that’s good and I appreciate it cause I know how it works to came out with poems. You can write any poems, you have your own style and that’s good !
Another look at the state of Turkish-Russian detente:
http://russia-insider.com/en/little-has-changed-between-turkey-russia-despite-reconciliation/ri17661
See below: Bittersweet humor and an interesting discussion of two kinds of hubris:
http://www.counterpunch.org/2016/11/18/roaming-charges-when-the-pterodactyls-came-home-to-roost/
And the beat goes on:
https://www.middleeastmonitor.com/20161118-jerusalemites-recite-call-to-prayer-from-their-rooftops/
‘Cafe Reflection’ this week – good to have, aftert the Big Bang last week – I’ m happy with my deep
faith in Saker, Larchmonter, V V Putin and Baba Xi and the Donald now in the marvels of God in man and men.
And I’ m happy to know me in good hands within all of these Vinajard-Places on the planet.
By the way, do the non – English communities have access to the cafe in their language?
Cheers to the new spirit Denis and Earthrise recently and humbly heralded
Hi, everybody ! A new Cafe has opened, the weekend is here. In this fluid world, here’s some music with the Three Tenors :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQkGjnJrb1Y
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZ5xBsPwq0s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9bpqr7VH4U
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZjx1T2iWQY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gk-plO4meAw
Thanks to ioan and these artists in sound bringing songs from Cadiz, Naples, Mexico and Milano, and putting me in a complete dream state.
In my reverie, these songs mixed with sacks of coffee beans, Colombiano, post election furor, Americano.
Sounds, smells, and sight combined with many images in my mind, of place and time, mists of history, shrouded in mystery:
A woman in a Russian town is drawn to product, tropics grown.
A man reflected in the glass stands looking from the past into the future.
What is Man, this man and woman, what will they be, who are they?
In my dream he is the Russian wholesale coffee man, or his Colombian supplier, just off the train, that passed through Darien and Costa Rica by high speed rail, crossing the Colorado and the Columbia River, and another smaller Columbia River in Western Canada to make him feel at home, then on to Nome!
Here he set his alarm to be awake to see where his ancestors crossed the ice thirteen thousand years ago, and Vitus Bering scouted for the Czar, and at Chukotka, he says a prayer of remembrance for those ancients, who, on foot and in animal skins, came the other way, from west to east, and cold enough for sure, to keep moving south!
But our Colombian will bring his best along the Northern Silk Road high speed rail connection, east to west, arching above the ancient camel caravans, to meet his partners in trade in Ufa or Chelyabinsk, or Omsk, in a few dozen hours of warm, well fed comfort.
Here is the joint venture, Interbering LLC:
http://interbering.com/ with The Donald giving his right thumb up!
When you dream, dream big!
Now, wake up and smell the coffee. Fabulous work in front of you! Connecting beautiful people and beautiful continents!
The Siberian woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep, seven time zones
To cross, and thousands of versts, before I sleep.
I noticed the verbiage at the bottom of the ‘cafe’ photo … ran ‘качествено кафе’ pass the yandex translator … translates to ‘quality cafe’. quite nice
… or “quality coffee”?
What will be ?
Don’t ask me.
But hey,
I say,
The name of the game:
“More of the same”
As far as I know, this is your first poem, and is very good, short and straight. Thanks !
Currently, there is a list of so-called fake news sites circulating in the media. At first glance, I found some sources I use myself. Hence, instead of blasting the list as being an attack on “fake news”, as done by Paul J. Watson for instance, I would reply: “Thank you for providing me this list of media outlets. I am quite sure it contains some true gems worth reading.”
Watson’s reply and the circulated list can be found on ZH, of course fake news.
http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2016-11-18/paul-joseph-watson-blasts-msm-truth-about-fake-news
It seems that a lot of triggered people cannot help to fall for the Streisand effect. :-)
We’ve been seeing it, and hearing it from the “alternative” news for a number of years that the “fake” news is a dieing dinosaur, that it’s dead, it’s finished, Mainstream Media Kaput! The alternative news gloats that the MSM is dead because they have been replaced.
It’s not true that it’s dead, no matter how much we tell ourselves it is. And it won’t be true until WE, the consumers of their effluent, stop buying their magazines, watching their channels, tuning in to NPR “All” Things Considered and having their newspapers delivered to our doors. It’s just not going to happen unless we stop completely doing all those things and IGNORE THEM, neither quoting them in our articles, nor rebroadcasting their filth in our YouTube videos. We just have to STOP. They will die on their own. They will hate us even more than they do now for doing this to them, but hey, the devil hates us too, and he’s way better at it than they are, so why worry?
Dyadya Jakov, God rest him, would tear his jacket to hear me say it, but then again, he was always one who thought he was just “religious” rather than a rebel. There are many people who suffer from that. I never told him, but I always knew he was a red-at-center communist with a streak of environmental anarchist just to keep it interesting. Good thing he was my uncle by marriage, and not genetics. If he was still alive, you can bet he would be hating on Donald Trump, and supporting the corporate controlled media that addled his mind with its spells and incantations of propaganda. As for me, the exorcism took place on New Years Day, 1999. I am no longer included in their “numbers.”
If they don’t report the truth, as they are so often accused, and they don’t intend to start, partly because they have forgotten how, and they no longer hear the clarion call of Liberty, then they are no use for us, and we should just turn our backs on them and forget them.
@ Miss Liberty
Occasionally you come up with some jewels and, I reluctantly admit, some wisdom. And I fully agree with you that the Global Corporate Media is here to stay and will remain for many years to come because it is an essential cog in the Capitalist machine even if the corporate profits went into the red zone. The Corporate Media is stretching its tentacles into other fields, namely education, where there is a treasure trove to be ransacked when public education is given the boot. Besides, most of their profits come from advertising, that is corporations feed from each other (plus contracts from the government), ultimately from the consumer and taxpayer. In fact we pay to be fed bullshit! And for the lavish life-style of the star bullshit artists.
But I don’t think you are being fair to your uncle Jakov by calling him a red-hot communist. You see, even the most moderate communist despises the Corporate Media and wouldn’t touch their vile products with a barge pole. Maybe your definition of a communist is on the loose side; maybe the result of the cultural blinders prevalent in some countries with a very one-dimensional political view by dint of a gift by the very Corporate Media we excoriate.
Political heterodoxy in the US was nipped in the bud quite early and never allowed to strive. The Siberian exile was more lenient then the long prison sentences or the gallows of Uncle Sam under the draconian Espionage and Sedition Acts of 1917 just for protesting against the war.
if you throw dice
without the full quid
would it be nice
if you were called Sid
to have a shot at humour
at his expense – would it be fair
without an ace or four –
when he’s not all there?
yesss! he’s laughing first
ignorance is sweet bliss
and you are the worst
and just for this justice
‘he just yesses you to death,
and as he takes your dough he tells you’ :
Yes! We Have No Bananas
://youtu.be/PDd8shcLvHI
What kind of a café is this?
Saladerie
Good poem, the video is here : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDd8shcLvHI
I haven’t really bothered about this guy until now.
However, after his outburst against RT recently I realised that as a mouthpiece and a face (however stupid, incompetent etc. he is), he actually is qualified to be presented as one of the many faces of Evil.
Small: http://telemarksporten.no/Tegneserier/JohnKirbyRedM.Faces_of_Evil_resize.jpg
Large: http://telemarksporten.no/Tegneserier/JohnKirbyRedM.Faces_of_Evil.jpg
Kent
Good morning. Still dark, like that man in the window above. Somehow I’ve been overlooking him, probably for good reason. Something has been bothering me since yesterday. I con’t [a spelling mistake that wasn’t an accident; con’t as a play on con, as in con-man] quite put my finger on it. It’s scaring the hell out of me which is a good thing. It’s like that unknown trump card of the opponent; what the hell as he got that he’s not showing. His poker face reveals nothing.
I think Bro 93’s link to the world-wide scheme of a planetary high-speed railway brings the matter to a head and may be the missing card or cards of the deck. Most of the action takes place below deck as the Keats poem illustrates.
What could possibly be wrong with a one-world railroad? What could be wrong with a one-world basket of currencies? What could be wrong with a one-world internet? What could be wrong with a uni-polar world of multi-polarities?
It sounds like a dream come true. Or is it a scheme we will rue? The call is put out to investors. The hook is baited with jobs and returns on money. The ads proclaim that this is a business opportunity.
I don’t like it but why? I feel like I’m being strangled in a web of deceit but why? Something is happening and I don’t know what it is, do I, Mr. Jones?
Already the bickering is starting about who will control what? More control? Maybe that’s the unknown trump? Trump is all for big business; the bigger the better. Where’s the sovereignty in all this business? Hardly with the people at the bottom of the pyramid who remain the worker-slaves with their precious jobs in a deal they can’t refuse.
I go to the Love Army with its Love Cafe and Love Bower to get perspective. The very idea of a Love Army turns the world upside down back to right-side up. Our patrix civilization is built upon an evil principle so how much good can come from it? Sure, love smiles out from the cracks in this evilist edifice but evil the monster mobster is nevertheless.
Our lover creators (who in the final analysis are we ourselves) gave us the gift of this planet, prepared for us as a paradise of natural beauty and sexual pleasure. Lovers create by loving, a technology we have yet to appreciate, so locked in are we now to our “reinventing the wheel” machine machinations. We were meant to live in small communites who interacted with other small communities, bonded together in plan-it planetary love.
High-speed railroads, inter-nets and templar money markets are the very antitheses of that original plan for womam and man. Patriarchy overthrew that original plan by violence to institute its new world order of bigger and better; in other words, reinventing the wheel instead of enjoying the gift given. A slap in the face of the giver and throwing her gift down the river.
The Love Army opposes the very foundation of this violence based civilization of smiling salesmen of satanism, word-crafted with angelic and saintly stories. High-speed fast ones will continue to speed over the slums of desolation rows of ghetto dwellers in our fast-food nations.
Unless, the Love Army slows the fast-lane madness down by collapse or collision with the wall of truth, protecting the last remnants of a love-based philosophy of realism, we are doomed to repeat history and miss herstory ad nauseam. Amphetamine driven freaks and pot-headed sweet talking snail brains are two sides of the same coin of the realm of love-deprived somnambulant robots of empire.
The eastern sun of waking is now shining on the western hills of breaking news; so I must break my fast with a deliciously slow moveable feast of love food and drink in this cafe day of dreams. Is my pillow talk of night a scary rant or a sacred chant? You decide which side you’re on or where your brain is headed. As for me and my love, we’re on a slow train where all roads lead to Home.
Here is the Full-Moon picture I couldn’t access yesterday.
Minus 10 celsius, 100 exposures, 3 hours, 2 cameras.
Enjoy: http://telemarksporten.no/Tegneserier/Fullm%C3%A5ne%20H%C3%B8gefoss%2008-02-2012.jpg
Kent
Water and the Moon
In-verse High Noon
Love in High Tide on
Ocean deep and wide
Thanks, Kent, recorder of Nature at her best
Hold the mirror of her in Shake Spear’s nest
Seriously? A boy that’s down on trains?
Time for some jokes, to tickle his brains:
I think these late night guys are mostly idiots, but some of their writers have the right brain mojo not quite frozen up yet in Trump card indecision:
James Corden:
• A study published in the journal Menopause revealed that as they age, women tend to have better memories than men. There is no way this is true. Back when I was single, every woman I met in a bar couldn’t even remember her own phone number. They were always giving me the wrong ones by accident.
Seth Myers:
Hillary Clinton made her first appearance since the election last night and told the crowd, “There had been a few times this past week when all I wanted to do is just to curl up with a good book or our dogs and never leave the house again.” Oh, sure, NOW you’re relatable.
Jimmy Fallon
• Ted Cruz is actually being considered by Donald Trump to be attorney general. Though it will be pretty awkward when he shows up on his first day of work and Trump goes, “I said ‘Tom Cruise.’”
Conan:
• Ben from “The Bachelor” has called off his wedding. Apparently, Donald Trump wants to interview him for secretary of defense.
Jimmy Kimmel:
• Remember they said Trump is keeping a list of his enemies. Turns out, he was just keeping it so he could offer them all jobs afterwards.
• Maybe Trump is just screwing with them. Maybe he just wants them to come to the office and say, “Mitt, you’re fired.” “Fired from what?” “Doesn’t matter. Get lost.”
Now, so Dennis be not so leary of the locomotive motif, consider it as a spermatozoa moving about on the surface of the Mother Earth Egg, searching for tunnel entrances, so as to burrow within, in the name of Fertility and Sweet Liberty. It’s World Community Social Reproduction!
Or is Dylan right on top of this train velocity thing?
Slow Train Bob Dylan
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Can’t help but wonder what’s happenin’ to my companions
Are they lost or are they found?
Have they counted the cost it’ll take to bring down
All their earthly principles they’re gonna have to abandon?
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
I had a woman down in Alabama
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic
She said, “Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic”
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
All that foreign oil controlling American soil
Look around you, it’s just bound to make you embarrassed
Sheiks walkin’ around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings
Deciding America’s future from Amsterdam and to Paris
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
Man’s ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don’t apply no more
You can’t rely no more to be standin’ around waitin’
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency
All non-believers and men-stealers talkin’ in the name of religion
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions
They talk about a life of brotherly love
Show me someone who knows how to live it
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin’ boy she could destroy
A real suicide case, but there was nothin’ I could do to stop it
I don’t care about economy, I don’t care about astronomy
But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
New song for me. Maybe Dennis is side-tracked in this one’s mood??
I’ll take some time to digest it, decide if its poison or real good soul food.
Before I hit the road, Jack, without any set plan of ever comin’ back:
Heartland
Well, Home is where the Heart is
(That would be this entire Planet!)
And the Heartland is Eurasia.
No man is an island, so they say
Entire unto itself.
So find or lose yourself
In Sunny California
Without anything or anyone
To ever mourn ya.
But with a rare, radiant bride,
A man need never, ever hide.
A hundred thousand miles
Of wildly ramblin rails to ride,
Call from Lisbon to Patagonia
And beckon you to join her,
Riding from Cape Town to Estonia.
So if we want to slow and settle down,
We’ll always stay in our own home town.
But if for the love of restless wanderlust,
Before our ashes return to dust,
Your love takes you to the station,
Heed not your lethargic hesitation.
Hop the train from Maine to Spain,
And Home Sweet Home in sweet refrain
Will forever call you Home, again.
Keep on going with the poems Bro, at least you as one of the founders of the Deadly Poets Society and Dennis. I very much appreciate the fact that others are coming with poetry. As for my part, for the time being, there is a lack of muses around me, therefore I’ll keep in a slow mode or low mode. So, I’m here, sitting in the corner and listening. I’m glad that you enjoyed the music, the heavy artillery of the opera. Sadly, Luciano Pavarotti has passed away. The oldies, the Greatest are gone or are old and sing no more. They represented a spirituality which cannot be replaced. Time is running faster and faster, yesterday was Sunday and yet tomorrow is Sunday again. I can’t cope, just nope and hope as did Pope (the poet). We’re not getting older just the kids…Be good guy and keep walking, on the Milky Way, as if it’s just Yesterday.
This post of you reminded me a beautiful song by the recently deceased and always great, Leonard Cohen:
“Dance me to the end of love”
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IEVow6kr5nI
While I’m waiting for the sun to warm the air up outside, I’ll put on my poet’s hat. It was 43 degrees this morn, somewhat below the norm.
According to love’s timing, we’re in the 48th week of the year. 4 + 8 = 12 if my math is clear. The theme of the week is sounded in the key of F with the subdominants of Full and Fail. I continually flail between full and fail, walking that long and lonesome trail to where I cannot fail to be full, like Kent’s photo of the water moon womam’s tidal pull.
F in Full and Fail Modal Sound the Sixth in Love’s major scale
The higher you go, you see life as paradox
It takes two-sided key-cards to open the locks
The key of F is edged with Full and Fail
Failure is the sure sign that Full will prevail
The cards spin around a neutral axis
Love is the ground of this central praxis
Life is sung to the tune of yin and yang
A two-faced world from one big bang
You could say life is one big mistake
So we pray: the Lover my soul to take
The world’s so sad with people on the make
That the shallow charade seems like a fake
Unless from the beginning it was meant that way
So the two sides of the cards could have their say
I feel good when F says the tank is full
I feel bad when I get an F in school
It’s the same F but the feeling is different
A feeling to which I can’t be indifferent
The point of the game is to bring both into balance
This roller coaster life is a two-stepping ball dance
I don’t get upset when I once again Fail
It’s just down time before going Full sail
Failure is but a prelude to success
A necessary friend to a Full consciousness
Love is the power that makes the world go ’round
I love in the hour my heart hits the ground
Love is the knower who turns Fail around
You are my lover and I trust in your sound
Take all my money, my wife and house too
It’s only a set-up for my wedding with you
The stories of religion tell the same tale
The glories of kingdoms are destined to Fail
The only strong man is the one who is frail
The darkness hearkens to the sweet nightingale
It’s easy to say but difficult to do
I’d be stuck in a cult if it were not for you
My life so far has been an ocean of mistakes
Failures enough to fill all rivers and lakes
I’d drown in the flood if Fail wasn’t Full
If there wasn’t a house beyond the pale
For every mother’s wide-eyed child-fool
F is the point of balance between Fail and Full
A sign of the sacred moon jointress with plenty of pull
I appreciate also your poems Dennis, this one is really good. Thanks !
Well, I don’t watch the GCM, the Globalist Corporate Media, but I received an ear full of their lies delivered by an old friend from whom I had not heard from in years. She is highly educated and should know , if only from her academic background, not to buy into GCM name calling but instead go to primary sources like the RNC website or wikileaks But no. The low point of the conversation was when I criticized Move on and the young women painting their faces with “Trump is not my President” and she answered, ” But they are grieving.” sigh. I’ve been active on this site for 2 years and have seen the grieving of the mothers and daughters of Donbass, Aleppo, etc. I was so shocked at her stance that I was at a loss for words. I suppose it does get down to that: extreme self centered, self indulgence of the favored young of the exceptional nation. Since she is a therapist in a drug rehabilitation clinic in a more prosperous area of LA.treating these same kinds of disoriented women, it was probably best that the subject was dropped.
What ever happened to the real Left slogan of “Don’t mourn, organize”? Oh, and that was said from the gallows by a martyr for the American working class. I suppose these days he would have written on his forehead the stirring words, “Capitalism sucks” ? oh the American left is so dead, dead, dead as a door nail and moldering in the grave.
The upshot of the conversation and the best parting salvo that I could come up with to piece the veil was that it was the progressive left’s fault that Bernie Sanders was not the DNC candidate i.e. ” You should have fought Hilary’s fraud because Bernie would have talked about the issues and he would have defeated Trump except that he betrayed you, too. You were morally compromised from the get-go and with no place to go anyway. ”
Guilt triggered: mission accomplished. She is off to organize for the 2020 elections. And my vote for Trump means at least we’re all still going to be on this planet to do so for the time being. maybe.
But not to be deterred, the Republicans into global warming denial are ignoring the 36 degree higher temperatures at the Arctic and record low temperatures in Siberia. Power up those coal plants!
Stephen Hawkings gives us as a species 1,000 years before extinction on earth.
(laughter) Is anyone listening? Does anybody care? Nice horns on this song.
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=Does+Anyone+Really+Care&&view=detail&mid=C86A407F61F048EF261DC86A407F61F048EF261D&rvsmid=6BDDA1E9120B084006B16BDDA1E9120B084006B1&fsscr=0&FORM=VDFSRV
@Teranam13
“Stephen Hawkings gives us as a species 1,000 years before extinction on earth.
(laughter) Is anyone listening? Does anybody care? Nice horns on this song.”
Why should post-industrial homo-individualis care about extinction in 1,000 years if his life is only 80 years, if he’s lucky.
We are entering the age of atomized man – man alone – whose sole existence is shaped by an external reality manufactured and mediated by the agencies who promote consumerism and enjoyment of personally-directed technological gadgetry, from news and commentaries to games and talkshows and even entertainment is individualized. Man has always been a social animal – it is in his social context that the animal Homo is man – but the new version taking shape now is devoid of his social connection and is becoming an island… and an easy prey.
Modern social movements against war, colonialism, imperialism, capitalism, Zionism, 1%ism, environmental degradation and other evils have all broken down or simply contained to single issue struggles while, perversely, the only successful ones were the drive for faggotry and same sex marriages, perhaps because these deviations further alienate man from his basic social unit, the family. The struggle for humanity’s survival must be wholistic and cannot rely on piecemeal attempts at reforming one issue and leaving the main body (Capitalism) unscathed. What has happened to the once very powerful CND? And the recent Occupy, Indignados and Nuit Debout, although useful to keep alive the flame of social protest, are marginalized and gradually dismantled by the State.
Anna-news68194 reporting visit of 3 international lawyers in Ukraine from usa with proposals…..freeze conflict in Donbass and full ceasefire….joint Russia usa EU funding economic assistance eg to rebuild infrastructure…..reimburse refugees,pay compensation for all damages and injuries of victims in milItary zone..freeze all disputes over Crimea like Baltics were 1945-1991…..lawyers visiting cos Minsk is not producing results it should………Donbass would still be part of Ukraine………hmmm.
Your image of fast trains in tunnels of love is persuasive but so is Dylan’s “slow” trains. I’m not against speed, or I’d be bucking the speed of light which is inaccurately called the constant in the energy mass equation. Love is really the constant for light and everything else.
I’m not against technology as long as it aligns with genuine love and true care. Ah, there’s the rub. Hawkins Steve says we’ll be extinct in 1000 years. I think that was before he heard of high-speed trains gunning for nowhere. He should reduce that number by a factor of ten, in this exponentially exploding world.
I’ve taken the Southwest Chief Amtrak train from LA to Chicago several times. It’s quite enjoyable if you have a sleeper and a lover to sleep with on those gently rocking and rolling rails. The last two trips were by Southwest Airlines. Cheaper and faster. Shake-her-spear described the difference between a traveler and a home-body in As You Like It, I think, with Rosaline pointing out to Jacques that he traveled much but learned little. With the internet I have a high-speed train of the brain but unless I have a deep education and know what to look for, I’m a well-traveled air-head.
Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled
Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field
A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring
Said, “Son, this ain’t a dream no more, it’s the real thing”
I hope our high-speed amphetamine world doesn’t go extinct before I catch that midnight special slow train to the interstitial Love Bower right here at a more refined frequency. To ensure that outcome, I march with the Love Army at a slow but steady pace on the Highway of Love. Hup — hup — hup hup hup — hup — hup — hup hup hup…
I recall the tale of the rabbit and the tortoise. Slow, you go; Fast, you cannot last.
I took you home from a party
And we kissed in fun
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done
Instead of stopping when we could
We went right on
Until suddenly we found
The brakes were gone
Doin’ 90 miles an hour down a dead end street
–Hank Snow, Dylan’s version
Baby, Baby, rock me gently, rock me slowly
Take it easy, don’t you know
That I have never been loved like this before
–Andy Kim, 1974
Well, actually we have all been loved like this before; in the love culture of our origins, in the sacred love rites of communal sex, where we experienced the ecstasy of going all the way home right here on this earth. The Love Army takes us home by country roads to Ecstasy Trail which winds down to Vulva Valley where Mountain Men stand to it for the Changing of the Guard.
Denis,
you are a kind of myth-maker and -shaker and I like your fools-training
with the love-mantra,
and Vulva Valley, man …
I had the full journey thirta years with my wife
and now since 5 years my sweet old “Mausi” has a tormented hip and
no more rolling on to the shore
but despite of hearing loss, impatience and incontinence and still decent
female rivals the mire of still hugging and listening to one another and quietness and striving
again and again together every day one has the capacity for tiny presents
from the shelves of love.
If this doesn’t not happen, there is no love army, me thinks on earth, only in the
sky, where it is free within the canon of love but lacking to be mirrored ba roots.
But on earth every body needs it with roots in the dark earth of the rosy flesh
as well as roots in heaven especially in the older days of love.
Now to another thing. Something due to us non-Americans out of the distance to build bridges
to the Tortoise-Island.
Its an Aquarius-thing, a Jungian one. I see the Americans currently experiencing
the hero-myth in their history.
Jung, opened the controlled-myth-box, and after decades of studying and
serving conceived the hero-myth telling of someone, challenging the monster:
The hero’s way in the myth ensues being devoured by the monster, spending time inside the heat of the monsters belly and finally cutting his way out of the belly of the dragon, an earthly poisonous beast.
To me this is the shape of the Trump-story: devoured in the belly = by family busyness, roasted in the belly = creating the Trump-realm within the busyness, cutting out off = the struggle against the swamp, cutting access of the monster to power, winning the tedious to achieve treasure. And nobody denies, that he is risking his life in this struggle. And in his Tower he is sovereign to do politic as he pleases with the heads of the planet.
The instinct of the inner country , following him, has smashed the contrieved popanz. A wordwide defeat. Apocalypse I see happening in the original meaning of pulling the veil off the great meretrix “Babylon”.
The apocapypse of John comes in my mind, some 200.000 are to be saved if I remember right, now 60 millions saved all of us from the dangerous blind fanatical lady …
The deep, deep serious message of the seer Jung was: in life it is not enough to be unconsciouly guided by instinct and “myths”. It is as helpfull as it is dangerous, while following conscious concepts that know nothing of the unconsious shaping powers. Following step I see for America, to become conscious of what have they brought upon.in America, which might be the driving sail on the planet while russia might be the deep anchor. Next step for America is to understand us, man, conciously living his myths. Now America, the inner continent, alive with the hero in the hand of the living God, which is a fate.
This is what I read from the distance of European sub-empire happening to my American brothers and sisters.
By the way, who omitted to read it, still worthwhile, Hillary, providence from hindsight. A little read.
http://astromundanediary.blogspot.de/2016/10/poor-dangerous-woman.html
I enjoy the depths of your thought. The unconscious is playing a large part in this unfolding drama where so much is a stake. So many forces meeting together here at the vineyard world. It’s a good time to be alive, although often for me a trial of the soul. Keep up the good work and gracious spirit.
I have a question, can some one tell me some good books about geo politics, I read already some pieces of Engdahl and Pepe Escobar. Thanks
read Quigley, aaand Kevin McDonald
https://www.amazon.de/Tragedy-Hope-History-World-English-ebook/dp/B00KWM3WT2/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1479655922&sr=8-3&keywords=quigley%2C+tragedy
aaand
https://www.amazon.de/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?__mk_de_DE=%C3%85M%C3%85%C5%BD%C3%95%C3%91&url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=kevin+mcdonald%2C+kulture+of+critique&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Akevin+mcdonald%5Cc+kulture+of+critique
you will be happy on the heights
cheers, mundo
One more suggestion:
Michel Chossudovsky’s, The Globalization of War
http://www.globalresearch.ca/the-globalization-of-war-by-michel-chossudovsky-now-available-in-pdf-format/5557553
Good morning, morning minions. It’s beautiful outside and inside as well. 43 degrees F. Half moon hanging overhead. Clouds and rain moving in. Stars bright between the clouds. Heater warming this moveable home. “Oh, love, if only I could, I’d build you a house of ever good wood.”
The last post as of now is from mundanomaniac with my reply. Sorry to hear about your love; I send my love to her and to you and your family.
Mundanomaniac has stirred my sleeping brain with several pertinent Jungian points. The hero-myth journey being the salient one. The heroes saving the day and slaying the evil dragon appear to be Putin, Trump, Xi Jinping and perhaps Jung himself as well as minor heroes like Alex Jones and the Saker.
The evil dragon is represented by the Left, the neo-cons, AZ crazies, Hillary, the media, Democrats, the deep state, illuminati and well, you get the point. The heroes are on the ascendancy and the anti-heroes are being backed into a corner; the tables have been turned over and the fables follow suit.
Sounds like the good cop–bad cop routine, now reversed. The one not mentioned is Count Khazar and Countess Zioness who in my opinion are about to put their Chinese Dragon queen into play. So who will then be the mythical hero in the play? I submit that it will be the Commander of the Love Army, none other than you and me who will save the day.
The hero is problematic, as Jung himself implied by saying the unconscious can heal and hurt, a kind of two-edged sword. Why is there no heroine of equal stature on the world stage? A fair question to be ignored. The Hillarys and her clones like Samantha Powers and Madame Albright have some prominence but are only pawns to arouse contempt for women.
The ones who arouse my contempt are the demon-crats like Pelosi, Amy Goodman and their male counterparts like Chomsky and Michael Moore; and their starry-eyed air-heads who are now crying, with their therapy pets and play dough; and raging in the streets, issuing death threats because they did not get their goddess Killery Kali enthroned–spoiled children having a tantrum.
Countess Zioness mixes the spirit cooking cauldron while the Count is off counting his money. Patriarchy has out-witted and out-played the Jews again, after destroying their temple and scattering them to the winds. They will be next to walk the plank when the Romans feed them to the lions in the coliseum moveable feast, when the masses turn their hatred on the world’s oldest scapegoats.
Jung is probably turning over in his grave as his hero is given the Freudian pink slip. But the truth must be bold along the Love Army road. Real men heroes know their role vis a vis womam; and it is most assuredly not to be heroes themselves a la patriarchy. The real men who were slain in the vain attempt to protect womam’s culture are now returning to win the war after losing every battle.
It’s an information war in an internet age. Trump and Putin are tweedle-dee-dee and tweedle-dee-dum throwing knives into the tree of life. Count Khazar and his Killery Queen are using them to save the system, SOS, for Patriarchy. The American eagle, the Russian bear and the China dragon are his religious trinity and secular trifecta-perfecta.
The LOve Army does not fall for this con-fecta. It operates below the unconscious and conscious–from the lovscious level; and above the rational and irrational–from the love level. Patriarchy is the great anti-hero posing as the hero. As Jung intimated, the archetype of the hero is dangerous; it covers a multitude of sins.
The Love Army has entered this Love Cafe from the War Room to protect the Love Bower. The Love Bower stands for the Love Culture of our origins and our originators. There are no heroes or heroines there; they are not needed where love governs. But rightly understood, real men and womem heroes and heroines are needed in war rooms and revolutionary cafes. It’s the order of the day. The Putins and Trumps need to play their parts as King of Hearts serving the Queen of Hearts, the Queen of the chessboard who is ironically the main defender of her king.
Castles, knights, bishops and pawns are all part of this game of games, played on the unconscious, conscious and lovscious levels. It’s about love and anti-love, loverarchy and patriarchy, Eve and Evil, Life and Death, Victory and Defeat, Loving and Killing, unity and duality–now and forever.
It’s now seven going on eleven. The gray and white clouds are mixing with the blue skies. Nature is so beautiful. She does not need heroes but they are welcome to play in her game. We are her experiment for her lovers’ merriment. In our way of doing things, we abstract nature into concepts. Natural phenomenon of all kinds become Nature, lovers become The Lover, men and womem of strong and pure hearts become heroes and heroines, God and Goddess, Christ and Krishna, Jesus and She’sus, Truth and Beauty–All in all.
Words ultimately fail and give way to Silence which then breaks into words and worlds of vibrating and pulsating life upon life which must die in order to breathe in new life. Love necessitates freedom, the freedom to fail, the theme of this week in the love liturgical cycle. And so it goes on this merry-go-round of life. Allow me to end and begin this hymn-chant with three simple words that sum it all up:
“I love you.”
leary your ‘n amazing man
can we play play ‘kick the can’
in can-do’s word play-ground
made up of effs’ silent sound?
if the war rooms hot and steamy
seems love bowers no meaney
you sure must have a happy wife
and i cannot write to save my life
You write right on; your poetry is as good as it gets. Thanks, a. Here’s a poem about A and a:
a
Others seem so much better
Next to you, humble letter
A is so tall, proud and sure
You are small and demure
B has big, buxom bubbles
You are peaceful in your troubles
C is open and embracing
You are grounded and effacing
D’s a half-moon well preferred
You prefer to be deferred
E is striking, elegant
You retire, diffident
F’s top heavy, leans ahead
You keep lowly, down instead
G’s a spiraling universe
You contribute to her spinning verse
Why did Love put you first
When the others were no worse
When she planned the letter set
She took the best she could get
To start off her alphabet
Do you still have the beard Dennis ? I used to have also for a while but my mom talked me to take it down…you know, for her I’m still her child…that’s the Matriarchy.
Hi. Yes, yes I do still have a beard but it’s now more kempt because I bought a beard trimming machine. I like tech toys when they don’t hurt love. You must have a special Mom. Cheers.
On the train
An old man sitting on the train
In interview for heart and brain
Through window, lanscape run,
The old man’s speech has fun
Time is running with the wheels
Through the words
And through the fields
Searching for new Covenant
For The Love Government
You’re a great poet and you and I know it. [How’s that for a tweet?]
One more tweet before I sleep in peace. Scrolling back almost to start, I see that you, Earthrise, did continue this conversation from the previous cafe with an initial comment, followed by a couple more, to which I tried to reply. I’m having a hard time with this format keeping track of who is saying what. My attention span is going contemporary, which is why I’m moving toward cafe tweeting. You know, short and sweet, befitting an attention span of ten seconds, and that’s if you have your mind made up. Cheers. Good night.
On the subject of draining the european extensions of the Empire swamp:
It’s GERMANY’S turn!
The Revolt of the Lame Ducks in Berlin: The Music of History is Playing Somewhere Else
German Chancellor Angela Merkel photo:
https://larouchepac.com/20161120/revolt-lame-ducks-berlin-music-history-playing-somewhere-else
Helga Zepp-LaRouche, chairwoman of the German political party Civil Rights Movement Solidarity (BüSo), written for the newspaper Neue Solidarität and translated from German.
The great waves of hysteria in die-hard Atlanticist circles and the mass media, which were already sweeping in before the U.S. election, have reached an unprecedented scale since Trump’s victory, and give us clinical insight into the mental state and understanding of democracy of these people. Evidently they would rather have a President Hillary Clinton and a Third World War resulting from her announced Syria policy, than the potential improvement of Russian-American relations, which is indispensable for establishing world peace and achieving positive solutions for Syria and Ukraine.
It is truly remarkable: After the repudiated President Obama managed to find three days to stay at Berlin’s Hotel Adlon, and to dine and talk with his friend Angela Merkel, and then to hold a mini-summit of the self-appointed European “Six,” the two of them decided—along with the other heads of state—to prolong the sanctions against Russia for another year. These not-so-secure others were French President Francois Hollande (7% approval rating), Italian Prime Minister Matteo Renzi (the likely loser in an Italian referendum on Dec. 4), Spanish Prime Minister Mariano Rajoy (interim head of state of a minority government), and the hapless British Prime Minister Theresa May. It is doubtful that they will contribute to cohesion in the EU with this move to make themselves a virtual Directorate of the European Union, and then decree a policy which half of the EU member countries oppose.
This self-anointed “Six” have obviously not yet grasped that their variant of neoliberal policy, based on confrontation with Russia and China, was voted out in the Brexit vote in June and in the recent presidential election in the United States. They have not understood that a situation has developed in the trans-Atlantic world that is evoked in the American Declaration of Independence: namely, that if governments have become “destructive” “of the ends” of their mandate—specifically, to guarantee the inalienable rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness—then it is the right of the people, indeed it is their “their duty” to alter or abolish such a government. The “long train of abuses and usurpations” elaborated in the Declaration of Independence corresponds exactly to what those people whom Hillary Clinton so contemptuously called the “basket of deplorables,” have endured under Obama’s policies—abuses and usurpations which they did not want continued under a President Hillary Clinton.
The self-anointed Six, and above all, the utterly crazed members of the media, who themselves do not shrink from issuing threats against Trump, disguised as humor, are so imprisoned in their own ideology that they cannot grasp the natural-law dimension of this revolution.
Yet the New York Times on Nov. 18 published an article on its front page with the headline “Trump-Size Idea for a New President: Build Something Inspiring.” The Times stated correctly that Trump can only unite the country if he brings on line investments in great infrastructure projects, the likes of which have been totally ignored over the last decades. He must build modern versions of Franklin D. Roosevelt’s Golden Gate Bridge, Hoover Dam, and Lincoln Tunnel. Then the “newspaper of record” enumerated Roosevelt’s most important projects. But the article is, of course, far behind the program of Lyndon LaRouche, who in 2015 published a proposal to build the New Silk Road in the United States—a program of large-scale infrastructure building and reindustrialization—which would integrate the United States into the World Land-Bridge.
The APEC Summit
Meanwhile, the “win-win cooperation” for development of the New Silk Road is going forward in giant steps. It is the dominant theme at the Asia-Pacific Economic Cooperation (APEC) summit in Lima, the Peruvian capital, on Nov. 19-20, in which Chinese President Xi Jinping and Russian President Vladimir Putin, as well as Japanese Prime Minister Shinzo Abe, are participating and at which they are also holding bilateral meetings. Abe had met with President-elect Trump beforehand, and attested to his admirable leadership qualities.
President Xi had paid state visits to Ecuador and Chile prior to the APEC Summit, and has a state visit scheduled in Peru afterwards. President Xi and Ecuador’s President Rafael Correa agreed on a “Comprehensive Strategic Partnership” between their two nations, which involves regular, wide-ranging exchange and cooperation on a broad range of issues. Among them are strengthened productive investment, the development of economic and trade relations, economic cooperation, and cooperation in science and technology. China has already provided generous aid for the reconstruction of buildings and grounds which were destroyed in the severe earthquake in April of this year.
President Correa gave eloquent thanks to China in which he stressed that the two countries were of a like mind. China wants to place its economy on the foundation of innovation; Ecuador seeks to progress from being an exporter of goods to being a knowledge-based economy. Without Chinese financing and technology transfer, it would be impossible. In a joint declaration, they pledged to work together for the realization of great projects in the areas of oil, gas, mining, infrastructure, water, water management, communications, the financial sector, agriculture, petrochemical production, shipbuilding, metallurgy, paper production, and the construction of a new science city. In his speech, President Correa stressed that President Xi’s state visit was the most important event in the history of Ecuador. Can you imagine Chancellor Merkel going to Greece with such a program? Probably not. Finance Minister Wolfgang Schäuble turns red when a journalist asks about partial debt relief—as he did at a bankers’ conference in Frankfurt—and then pontificates about the Greeks having lived beyond their means. This, after the Troika’s austerity policy has driven 45 percent of Greeks below the poverty line. The policy of the trans-Atlantic sector is not “win-win,” but “lose-lose”—unless, of course, one is a banker or a corporate executive. Now that Obama’s free trade deal for Asia, the TPP, is now as dead as the TTIP deal for the Atlantic region, it is the Chinese-designed, inclusive Free Trade Area of the Asia-Pacific (FTAAP) and the Regional Comprehensive Partnership (RCEP) that are on the agenda.
In answer to irresponsible media articles about these trade agreements, official Russian and Chinese spokesmen stressed that they are in no way intended to shut out or isolate the United States. Xinhua quoted Chinese Foreign Ministry spokesman Geng Shuang saying that China would not seize a leading role in either the FTAAP or the RCEP, and that the trade agreements are proposed for working together, not against one another. The contrast with Obama’s “the United States makes the rules” could not be clearer.
Another important subject of discussion at the APEC conference is the construction of the bioceanic railroad from Brazil to Peru, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, which will also be built with China’s help, and whose construction is an important step toward the infrastructural development of the Latin American continent.
The contrast between the two paradigms, between the “win-win perspective” of the New Silk Road, versus the “Western community of values” of Obama and Merkel, could not be more obvious. In the first, nations work for the mutual advantage of their common development. In the latter, there is much talk of democracy, freedom, and human rights, but a deafening silence on drone strikes, regime change against legitimate governments with the aid of terrorist groups, total surveillance, and life-shortening austerity policies.
As Abraham Lincoln once said:
“You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time. But you can’t fool all of the people all of the time.”
It is high time that Germany freed itself from the grip of the fantasy of imperial dominance, be it dictated from Washington and London, or the derivative of “More Europe.” Mankind’s future can only lie in a completely new paradigm that serves the interests of one mankind and respects international law—a paradigm through which the creative potential of every human being on this planet can be developed. And that is exactly why we need to cooperate with the New Silk Road.”
END
Back in a few hours…… if I missed replying where a reply is wanted, please post a link at the end. I always start with what is newest and work back, time permitting. Today, so far, a quick scan of Dennis’s morning love soliloquy was as far as I got. I’ll be back after morning meeting and lunch.
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Hi mod, just an hour ago or so, I have posted a link to an interesting book free online about LaRouche movement.
Why is that this comment has not appeared? I was not saying anything more than linking the book.
Is it that here now are only allowed the briefings of this organization?
If this is so, pehaps should be made an announcement about this.
I haven’t had such a post and I”ve been here for thepast 2 hours. There have been few posts tonight, so I would have remembered. Mods dont’ delete posts, if they are doubtful as to their suitability we send it on to Saker. I have checked in his file and there is no such post. Can you try re-sending it, I suspect something went amiss. modPS
Well, I have posted three times already, and so, seems quite impossible that you have not seen it.
Maybe is there another recipient?
Anyway, here it is once again:
For general interest and that not only the confussing and mixed message of the LaRouche organization is spreaded here, which appropriates of the claims of the left while calling for the end of it, with the aim of seizing the left-wing electorate in a context favourable to populism, I bring to your attention the following book freely available in the net:
http://www.lyndonlarouche.org/newamericanfascism.htm
However “impossible that you haven’t seen it” it seems, I can assure – I hadn’t. I don’t tell lies.
It has come through now, and I”ve never seen it before nor is it in Sakers’ file, so I think you might have something wrong your end.
However, here it is.
Thanks and so sorry, but that was really the fourth intend.
Reminds me of the MSM treatment of Putin.
Dennis King is a sewer rat of the MSM and of course the photo montage is a photographic lie.
In point of fact King works for the Wall St and London combo that put Hitler in power.
He’s just too stupid to realize that, in all probability.
Careful or you will make the same mistake as D. King.
Anonymous at 12:39 am if you were to cite a portion of the message from Helga about Merkel and Germany that “confuses” you, there might be some remedy for your perplexity.
But citing Drug Lobby and ADL stringer Dennis King (AZ Empire sewer rat, in plain English) does not advance the needed debate one iota. That’s his job: retard the debate, or cancel it, better yet.
Try taking a specific portion the idea content raised by Helga that confuses you. It’s there. Have at it!!!
Then something more productive about what Germany, the USA, Russia, China, and other parts of the world might want to do next (which is rather more important than what Empire operative Dennis King has ever offered in his entire life—-he only cares about serving his empire masters and collecting his paychecks, nothing else of any substance……….) might actually be discussed, and we could get somewhere better than just clouding these vital issues.
OR alternatively, post comparable sorts of analysis and policy from a source you consider better from the standpoint of the matters Helga raises. I’ll bet it will get posted, if you have some such substance.
King? He has zero to offer on the points raised. Or didn’t you notice?
@Mod. Just have re-sent the third intend about ten minutes ago.
Hi Bro93,
despite apparently being in „Bierverschiß“ (officially declared and, like the gentleman above whose posts did not arrive, treated as non-person, not to be reacted to by anyone decent) I‘ll hereby try to contact you.
Thou shouldest know, Brother, that every thought about the salvation of the germs (and/or of humanity by the germs) is a pure and shameful waste of energy and good will. You ask for reading stuff at times, so try to find a translation or an origional germ version of the Letters of Georg Büchner to his family (ca 1831), of the works of Karl Kraus (around 1910, 2000 pages or more) and of Kurt Tucholsky (192x-193x, perhaps a bit less), to understand what the germs that some of you love so much really are, and what is (not) to be expected from them. Good old sentimental commie soul and teacher Bert Brecht hid his realest thoughts in his diaries, but kept the published stuff optimistic. Please understand that your hoffnungsträger of the AfD are of exactly the same stuff that produced nothing but rohrkrepierer for the last 125 years, only following other instructions for being rewarded, hopefully, in the end, for/if finding the Holy Grail of National Glory, Dignity and Well Deserved Superiority above the rest of mankind. If not, they are still rewarded if only they follow instructions and rules, with never allowing themselves the disgrace of one thought of their own.
I once contacted Scientology, which did me no harm, but then they pestered me with their idiotic „press“ („Freedom“, right?, „newspaper“ always without a date) and invitations to costly seminars. Well, Scientology are CIA, right? in spite of Ron‘s wise writings… Later I ran into a guy from the Larouche pack in Berlin Friedrichstraße, and got pestered with requests for donations ever since. In the end I wrote a letter to Scientology church Berlin, explaining them that as a victim of germ nazi sh*t I did not need more costly seminars to get wise in the end but someone defending me from the germ nazi regime robbers (who in a country like nazi crap germland can never ever be found: such a someone would risk his career, his Jaguar, his suit „like Schily used to wear” – the highest ideals of germland‘s top human rights advocate Reiner Geulen (ex Schily&Geulen, now Geulen&Klinger)… no chance) – after that Scientology AND Larouche stopped asking me for money. What does this tell us about the CIA, Scientology and Larouche? Do you want to tell us something, Bro93?
While you are thinking about it, I‘ll tell you another, er, some other stories: A while ago I was abroad, outside my cozy well known germ stable. I tried my best to establish a contact from the far away wild country I had chosen for a rest to the world wide internet and my friends at TheSaker‘s. I mainly did three things. One was to explain Elsi how to get to the internet and back alive without having to pay for a brand new laptop every time and losing much cherished collected data at every losing a laptop. I tried two or more times, but it was censored – elsi and the rest of you must not know about the secret tricks how to be punished every time, yes, but not to be too much damaged every time you are punished by the scum. Instead Katherine popped up and explained to elsi, with the help of her tech guru, how one can roll back one (1) of a myriad of unwanted intrusions from the House of Gates.
Secondly, I responded to the webmaster‘s request to inform him about anything pertaining to the isolation of TheSaker from traffic in and out for five hours on Nov 7th. I had, in the wild country I happened to dwell in on that day, made some observations which seemed pertinent. This information, which the webmaster had requested, was then not ACKnowledged by him. He‘s not obliged to react to little ole me, but it‘s still strange because:
Thirdly I had contacted the webmaster before on another topic and his replies were not only friendly and knowledgeable, but also very fast. Wwwhatdoesitmean.com if such a webmaster then does not answer at all? I tried again and sent him some proposals, uh, on behalf of you, Bro93. You had once expressed an interest in readable & translated contemporary RU literature in case there was any, and I had spent some minutes googling and yandexing for answers. I sent my findings and proposals to our webmaster, but again he was not responding. WWWhatthehelldoesthismean.com??? Mod PS sez (above, answering the unhappy anonymous gentle(wo)man): when modz don‘t answer then because they did not receive anything (while the germ experience is simply that people don‘t react anymore because a BigBadBugger in the Background (BiBaBuBa) told them so… or else…).
In the end I don‘t know what to make of it all. Perhaps you can find something in it for you?
Cheers, bp
In fact, some days ago I posted another interesting essay on comparising Trump versus Lyndon LaRouche and his movement which never saw the light, and in which many interesting facts, interesting to the general public, were said , even when including the obvious bias about Mr. Putin and G. Soros.
I wonder why that essay was not published, since I find it crucial to definitely unmask both Trump and LaRouche movement.
In case this time I am more lucky, here it is:
http://socialistcurrents.org/?p=2425
This is fantastic, that you have introduced something more current than the tired old Drug lobby prostitute Dennis King!
Oh yes, anti-banker “socialists”, Glass Steagall is just an “alt-right nostrum”. It’s a stake through the heart of the beast, but naturally these fakers will have none of it. That’s how serious (NOT) they are about stopping the AZ Empire’s War on Russia and the human race.
Oh, and I think a few people here have another experience with “anti-Semitic” smears to see through that pathetic level of non-cognitive social (ist) engineering programming in your link.
Fantastic! Let the unmasking proceed! With you. Fair enough???
After being sucked into 2 world wars (the massively targeted German people, not the Austrian hippy imposed on the people by Wall Street, London, and George W Bush’s grandfather, Prescott Bush…..) and subjected to more psychological warfare than perhaps any population of any other nation on earth, I can comprehend a German wanting to be left alone.
Once a contact of any movement discourages further fundraising efforts by whatever organization they have run into (and left their phone number with…..btw) by never contributing or attending any event, it is normal for that contact to be given up on, after a lot of wasted effort, whether the organization has no good points or has many good points.
I can understand lumping the three nuisances together in your mind the way that you have, as an emotional reaction to simply wanting to be left alone, and not wanting to be involved in any of it (none of which has turned out that wunderbar in Deutschland in the last 100+ years…….) but lumping them together is otherwise not as rigorous as you feel it is. There are important differences, which become apparent upon further inspection, if that were to happen. I do understand that that further inspection is not likely to happen, in this instance. Some people get tired of it all very quickly, and want to withdraw from the hubbub, others never tire.
I have also had numerous comments not posted, but I don’t know what you are getting at there. Anonymous was quite anxious to throw MSM and AZ agent Dennis King into the ring, and he needs to understand that sometimes an hour or two go by before things get posted. Doesn’t mean they aren’t in line, when someone gets to them, I would guess!
Whether some fall through the cracks or were deliberately deleted, I don’t worry about it! I just view the disappeared comments of mine as an opportunity to improve on the next one that I try.
If you were nearby, I would ask to meet and compare notes. At a very vulnerable stage I ran into a person hawking a psychological “questionnaire” on the sidewalk outside a “Dianetics” center in downtown San Diego around 1973-74. What happened subsequently taught me a lot. (I bought the damned book, but escaped their clutches. I remember distinctly how and why)
So there is some commonality of experience we might compare notes on, but right now, not comprehending all of your comment (the germs stuff mostly and other references I am a bit unclear on……) I want to let you follow up or not, as you like, and just link this related comment to the thread you joined here, in this now closed Café:
/a-call-for-unity/comment-page-1/#comment-295897
in commentary on Active Patriot and earthrise in particular. But left/right identifiers, in general, which in my opinion, both of them rise above.
Schuss!
I see Bro 93 stopped by the cafe. I always enjoy his comments; I’m still mulling over his link to the global fast railroad. I’m planning to take a slow train from here in S. Cal to the heartland of Wisconsin for a Christmas visit. A fast train does have advantages but there are dangers in a fast-food world. I try to find the balance in a love culture which includes tech-knowledge.
I have an unpublished hand-written manuscript and pencil drawings that is sexually radical in opening up the LOve Bower of communal sex that is well governed by love. This morning I randomly picked a page from the 78 cards of this new Sex Tarot, like picking a card from a deck. It turned out to be card 39 of the minor arcana, called the Young Man of Vines (vines is a natural rendition of diamonds in the standard deck and pentacles in the standard tarot). 39 has a synchronistic connection to 93 of Bros and Sisters 3 x 3.
The drawing shows a young man with an erection and a small vine wrapped around his penis, the vine symbolizing a womam and her vagina. There is a text that accompanies the drawing. I fear it’s too radical for even this venue but these are desperate times and requires bold moves. I write for the joy of it so if nobody reads me, it’s OK, it will happen anyway.
Young Man of Vines — Card 39 of the minor arcana
Sex Tarot is a system of signs all pointing to love. What better way to portray love than with the sex reality of the humam body? Here a young man is aroused sexually, with the vine of energy around his penis. He is a lover, giving his sex freely and openly, without restraint in a love culture.
This is a beautiful, natural act which has been corrupted by patriachy into shame, guilt and punishment. It has been further degraded by pornography, which makes persons objects for sale. Pornography does open up the subject of naked sex but without a natural, loving context it is a hollow experience.
The Love Government presents ideas that restore a love mindset that is true to who we are. This idea is attacked from all sides because it cannot be bought and sold. Sex is freely given to us but we turn it into a system of slavery without its true heart and soul. We then suffer from a terrible lack.
The way to recovery starts with thoughts that are pure, natural and free. It is a way back to a life that precedes thought, where we were simply in love and expressed it in ecstatic sex. Uncontaminated thought is the bridge back to our original family of lovers. The young man of vines is one of the many signposts along the way of nature to our true home.
The young man is a window into the true world of love, here on this planet in our originary condition and to the source of love in the vastness of the stars and the sub-atomic particles, and in the energy of both. Our minds can get a glimpse of these wonderful events in a simple sexual drawing like the one here.
But we can never appreciate this view if we do not take up practices that support it. The practices including thinking love, eating a love diet, being a free animal and not a pet, giving sex in an open community rather than a restrictive marriage of couples, treating money as a gift rather than usurious interest, keeping a clear mind by not doing drugs or entering into abortion, unnatural birth control, prostitution or pornography.
These are some of the actions that need the ideas of love, truth, justice, freedom, goodness and all the great variety of virtues to safeguard us from even more numerous vices. Much depends on where our minds are. A picture like the young man of vines can be viewed as a virtue or a vice, depending on what virtue or vice we have in ourselves. Love calls us to make a choice.
I just try and do my best. I also try and do what my wife does best…
We All just want her Back Home
We all just Love Her so Much..
She got run over by a car last Tuesday night.
We want her back home ASAP
We all Love Her.
I thought I had lost the Love of My Life last Tuesday Night
Our British National Health Service – Saved Her Life.
Thank You all so Much.
Hopefully She will Be Dancing Again By Christmas
(She got run over by a car on her way to a Dance Class – last Tuesday night – I thought she was dead when I got the phone call, and then it just went blank)
But She’s O.K.
Tony xx
Sorry to hear Tony, glad she will be dancing soon. A revolution without dancing is not worth having. Every day is a gift, life has a way of reminding us if we forget.
Here to a speedy recovery, the NHS, and your family around you at Christmas.
Hi. I’m about to go to bed. I scrolled back up and found that I missed Earthrise’s second post which ioan caught. I had answered his earlier post on pets which I’m not sure Earthrise read. It’s all OK. The twitter tweet world is not my style but here I am doing it sort of. Short and tweet. I’ll work on it. Love you, Earthrise, and you all. Good night.
Goodnight Dennis my love, sleep well. The dawn is coming.
Our house is one of the very few in our road that still has the original leaded stain glass windows. Most of them got blown out in WWII – bomb blast. We live near an airfield – where The Spitfires took off.
The windows are not double glazed, and so not that efficient keeping heat in. We do however have thick curtains…and the walls of our house are over 100 years old – and very thick. They seriously retain heat and gradually release it when the sun shines through our beautiful windows.
However, its going to be hard to maintain hospital temperatures…
So I am testing the gas fire too…In fact I might leave it on all night.
My wife is coming home tomorrow.
She survived being hit by a car….(running on the way to a dance class last Tuesday night)
I don’t want her freezing to death or dying of carbon monoxide poisoning.
Quite a lot of brick dust, bird and probably mice and rat shiit – has fallen down out chimney – since the last time it was very cold.
She’s coming home tomorrow.
The NHS is BRILLIANT.
Thank You Guys for Saving My Wife’s Life.
She will pay you back in some way when she is better.
Tony
I don’t know why the rest of you are so slow..
The Trotskyities – The Commies _ The Ex Russians -Those F’cking EVIL BAST’RDS
THE NEOCONS Nuked? ( Professor Steve Jones says no – they used conventional explosives) NEW YORK on 9/11
Well it was not us British – well not so far as I know…
We actually quite like Americans..Well we used to…
Bunch of useless c’nts now
The American Government have been Infiltrated by Trots.
They are Not Americans
Us British Like Americans – sometimes rather a lot.
This lot are Really Evil B’st’rds – even worse than You
I just have to say that your American PR is not doing too well at the moment
Most Americans would elect a Russian – President Putin
Now Americans have seen their own internal Competition.
I know us British are Rubbish too – but in Football – we Just Want The Best Football Manager..even if he doesn’t speak English too well.
Us British aren’t Racist Either..We just Can’t Stand You Neocons
You are Really Horrible.
We are Nice.
Tony