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RONIN’S TALE: Part 3

“One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose site of the shore for a very long time.”

—Andre Gide, 1926

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The Ronin’s Tale: Part 2

“Now there’s ghosts along the highways

And there’s storms out on the seas

My only hope is somewhere in that heaven

Some one is saying a prayer for me

I been ridin’ stone blind horses

Never seeing a reason to believe

Hey sweet Genevieve say a prayer for me

The wild young cowboys, old drunks, paramours and thieves”

—-Ray Wylie Hubbard, “Stone Blind Horses”

 

 

 

THE CREEP

When you were a rock, at the cryogenic moment you sensed your immortality what could you know?

Did you see it coming? The growing reaching shadow. The smut-black shade. The narrowing lightless margin of your unchosen world.

Did you hear the growing silence created by the rushed voices phrasing an indecipherable new language as your space moved off-center?

Did you feel the creep in the room? The silent floating, then slinking, then lightly scratching, effortlessly encroaching inevitable behind your back approach.

Did you touch the stretching hardening inelastic distance from the then to the now?

Did the smell of loss find you unprepared? Malodorous, old-weight imposing unsurvivable  thickness to your air?

Did  the taste shock you? Bitter, uplifting, alien to your palette, non-lethal but final.

It always comes, bringing the second cryogenic moment and the reality that you are not a rock. That damned human thing!

YOUR SUMMER WILL NEVER END: RIP BRUCE BROWN

“I couldn’t help but think of the hundreds of years that these waves must’ve been breaking here but until this day no one had ever ridden one. Think of the thousands of waves that went to waste… and the waves that are going to waste right now at Cape Saint Francis.”

“THE ENDLESS SUMMER”

12/07/1941: Sunday, Bloody Sunday

“I can’t believe the news today
I can’t close my eyes and make it go away”

 

——ADAM CLAYTON, DAVE EVANS, LARRY MULLEN, PAUL HEWSON, “Sunday, Bloody Sunday”

AND, I AM THANKFUL

A Cold & Accurate Assessment (Then and Now)

“His principles are all subordinate to his ambition, and he will always be of that doctrine upon which he shall see his way clear to rise.”

—-John Quincy Adams

R.I.P TP

“runnin’ down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin’ on a mystery, goin’ wherever it leads”

—-“Runnin’ Down A Dream”, Tom Petty, Jeff Lynne, Mike Campbell

“Here’s to ye, Sam: 231 years late.”

“By the malign influence of the eclipses, the United States of America will be troubled with intestine jars, and domestic quarrels, and contentions of every kind.”

—-Samuel Ellsworth, 1786

 

Sept. 15, 1963: Birmingham

“And the battle’s just begun
There’s many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday”

—–“Sunday, Bloody, Sunday”, Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Larry Mullen, Paul Hewson