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“I speak of new cities and new people,” he wrote. “…The past is a bucket of ashes … yesterday is a wind gone down, a sun dropped in the west …there is … only an ocean of tomorrows, a sky of tomorrows.”~~~from “Prairie” Carl Sandburg used in a speech by President Barack Obama today at Knox College
“That’s why I’m so angry really–not because of all the chores and all the making nice and all the duty of being a woman–or rather, of being me–because these are the burdens of being human. Really I’m angry because I’ve tried so hard to get out of the hall of mirrors, this sham and pretend of the world, or of my world, on the East Coast of the Unites States of America in the first decade of the twenty-first century. And behind every mirror is another fucking mirror, and down every corridor is another corridor, and the Fun House isn’t fun anymore and it isn’t even funny, but there doesn’t seem to be a door marked EXIT…..
I’ve finally come to understand that life itself is the Fun House. All you want is that door marked EXIT, the escape to a place where Real Life will be; and you can never find it. No: let me correct that. In recent years, there was a door, there were doors, and I took them and I believed in them, and I believed for a stretch that I’d managed to get out into Reality–and God, the bliss and terror of that, the intensity of that: it felt so different–until I suddenly realized I’d been stuck in the Fun House all along; I’d been tricked. The door marked EXIT hadn’t been an EXIT at all.
Claire Messud “The Woman Upstairs”
I sure hope Abita doesn’t mind me ripping off graphics to plug my favorite Ice Cold Seasonal Lagar which I am exactly 3 hours away from having my first swig of and thereby quenching the thirst of my parched lips and dry throat.
I love words. I love them like I wish I could roll around in them love them. I especially love when I run across words or phrases that are unintentionally misused. Here are just a few I have collected…yes, mostly from Facebook. All of them make my eyes roll. All but three would not have been caught by spell-check, so what can you do? If you don’t know that you don’t know…
- You can leave them to water, but you can’t make them drink…..
- it’s always best to air on the side of caution
- u made a big impack on everybody!!
- “intensive purposes”
- all the sudden
- Mute point
- I have an ideal
- Sneak peak
- Be pacific
- A last stitch effort
- Chester drawers
- Sorry for your lost
- She was a angle from God
- Your the apitimy of a good Momma.
- Rummage Sell Tomorrow
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“…I’ve seen too much religion in the eyes of too many murderers. Holiness is in right action, and courage on behalf of those who cannot defend themselves, and goodness. What God desires is here [points to Balian’s head] and here [points to Balian’s heart]and what you decide to do every day you will be a good man…or not.” (from The Kingdom of Heaven)