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The Last Word:

The Last Word:

“In some remote corner of the universe, poured out and glittering in innumerable solar systems, there once was a star on which clever animals invented knowledge. That was the haughtiest and most mendacious minute of “world history”- yet only a minute. After nature had drawn a few breaths the star grew cold, and the clever animals had to die.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche

Don’t worry be happy 🤗
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You don’t know me but I’m your brother

You don’t know me but I’m your brother
I was raised here in this living hell
You don’t know my kind in your world
Fairly soon the time will tell
You
Telling me the things you’re gonna do for me
I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it to the streets
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more need for running
(takin’ it to the streets)
Oh, na, na
Take this message to my brother
You will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty’s despair
Oh, you
Telling me the things you’re gonna do for me
I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it to the streets
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more need for running
(takin’ it to the streets)
Oh, yeah
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it takin’ it
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more need for hiding
(takin’ it to the streets)
Oh, Lord
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it to the streets
(takin’ it to the)
Oh, you
Telling me the things you’re gonna do for me
Yeah, na
I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it to the streets
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more need for running
(takin’ it to the streets)
Oh, yeah
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it to the streets
(takin’ it to the streets)
Before it steps farther
(takin’ it to the streets)
Oh, Lord
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it taking it
(takin’ it to the streets)
Hey, yeah, ha
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it to the streets
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more need for running
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more need for hiding
(takin’ it to the streets)
Hey, yeah, yeah
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more
(takin” it to the streets)
Yeah, yeah
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it takin’ it
(takin’ it to the streets)
Oh…
(takin’ it to the streets)
Takin’ it takin’ it
(takin’ it to the streets)
No more
(takin’ it to the streets)
Songwriters: MC DONALD MICHAEL

….Warren Zevon

Don’t let us get sick
Don’t let us get old
Don’t let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The sky was on fire
When I walked to the mill
To take up the slack in the line
I thought of my friends
And the troubles they’ve had
To keep me from thinking of mine

Don’t let us get sick
Don’t let us get old
Don’t let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The moon has a face
And it smiles on the lake
And causes the ripples in Time
I’m lucky to be here
With someone I like
Who maketh my spirit to shine

Don’t let us get sick
Don’t let us get old
Don’t let us get stupid, all right?
Just make us be brave
And make us play nice
And let us be together tonight….Warren Zevon

Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
‘Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with: Jim Croce

Time In Bottle

“SAVORY AMERICANA!”

“SAVORY AMERICANA!” a poem “Just EAT IT And Stop Complaining!” Wednesday: Karaoke Night of The Railroad Blues, y’all! February 6, 2019!

THE ONION MUST BE GRATED – To make a suit’ble deesh;
Such bitter herbs are part – of-our-savory-quiche!
We’ll SERVE it (AND PROTECT); just eat what’s-given-there,
Even IF too spicy – or-if you find “a golden hair,”
A nasty, barb-ED one – which cling-eth to your mouth;
Protect the flanks (?) and-especially our “South!”
We’ll have a splendid “picnic,” one at your expense!
We’re eating all together, within a sacred fence!
The grating of the onion – well-it might make you cry,
But-you’re-lucky-I-let-you-exist-at-all – and just don’t let you die!
So! gird-up-your-loins, strap-on-a pair – Moses-is quite long gone!
BUT-YOU’RE IN “THE PROMISED LAND,” MY FRIENDS;
And no-one-here’s named Juan!* 🙂 * – name o’ Johnny B. Goode!**

fin ❤

** – or DONNIE BE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcJjMnHoIBI

Shine on honey 🤗

Watch “THE WARMTH OF THE SUN ~ THE BEACH BOYS.” on YouTube

Ahhhhhhhhhh…….harmonic perfection in a 2 minute song….written when Brian was 21…..enjoy my friends

“SHALL WE FLY TO THE MOON?!”

“SHALL WE FLY TO THE MOON?!” a poem Friday (Feb. 1, 2019)

Is it the way you talk? The color of your hair?
The shape of your face? Some-choice-of-underwear?!
I-don’t-know-why – but, I-see: “BEAUTIFUL!” (pause)
And I’m-in-LOVE-with-you! So, count-me-Dutiful!
Attendant! (but-mostly:) CRAZY-IN-LOVE-WITH-YOU!
Hoping this precious love – will-prove ever true?
But, I don’t know! Can anyone KNOW-a-thing-like-that?
So, I-sit- on-my-seat- next-to-your: “Welcome Mat,”
At your door – with my head – hanging-down – oh, quite-low,
Afraid to proceed – or-to-stop! -and-let you know,
That-I’m only a man – one-in-love – with-the-thought,
Of being-with-you-always, AND!-also, of-being caught,
In THIS WEB OF DESIRE; here we are – in The Middle!
There’s a wry-spidery smile! and – I might hear a fiddle,
Playing an-old-familiar- silly-romantic-tune,
With these-familiar-lyrics: “Fly Me To The Moon!”

fin ❤

Lovers Dreams 💋
Lovers Dream
💋

NORMIE ROWE – AUSTRALIA

He’s been entertaining us for many years and has earned his place as a legend of Australian entertainment. Happy Birthday to our good mate NORMIE ROWE! You’ve still got us ‘Shakin All Over’ buddy; Here’s to you on your special day, we hope you celebrate in style.

Loved 🎭

Neil Young

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor come
Sayin’ somethin’ about me
There were children singin’ and drummers drummin’
The archer split the tree
There was a fanfare blowin’ to the sun
That floated on the breeze
We got mother nature on the run, in the nineteen seventies
Look at mother nature on the run, in the nineteen seventies
I was lyin’ in a burnt out basement
With the full moon in my eye
I was hopin’ for a replacement
When the sun burst through the sky
There was a band playin’ in my head
And I felt like getting high
Thinkin’ about what a friend had said, I was hopin’ it was a lie
Thinkin’ about what a friend had said, I was hopin’ it was a lie
Well, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flyin’
In the yellow haze of the sun
There were children cryin’ and colors flyin’
All around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loadin’ had begun
We were flyin’ mother nature’s silver seed to a new home in the sun
Flyin’ mother nature’s silver seed to a new home in the sun….neil young

Watch “Bob Dylan – Like a Rolling Stone (Audio)” on YouTube

Picasso – Peace 🕊

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging around
For your next meal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?
You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And you find out now you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, “Would you like to make a deal?”
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at?
After he’s taken everything he could steal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re all drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts and things
But you’d better take your diamond ring, better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?: Bob Dylan

-Joan Baez 🌼

“Joe Hill”
-Joan Baez

“I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you and me
Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
“I never died” says he
“I never died” says he

“The copper bosses killed you, Joe”
“They shot you Joe” says I
“Takes more than guns to kill a man”
Says Joe “I didn’t die”
Says Joe “I didn’t die”

And standing there, as big as life
And smiling with his eyes
Says Joe “What they can never kill
Went on to organize
Went on to organize”

From San Diego up to Maine
In every mine and mill
Where working folks defend their rights
It’s there you find Joe Hill
It’s there you find Joe Hill

I dreamed I saw, I dreamed I saw, Joe Hill last night
Alive as you and me
Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead”
“I never died” says he, “I never died” says he
“I never died” says he.”

Songwriter: Phil Ochs

Famous Musican
Joan Baez ~

Australia Day Victoria 🌼

But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity, Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound – Simon & Garfunkel

Australia Day evening delivered a spectacular sunset across Victoria and as I look at all the fantastic stories on Instagram of the shots people were getting I downloaded my photos taken minutes from home at Point Roadknight and thought…I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else to witness that awesome event.

Dolly Parton 🌼

Dolly Parton and husband….1966…ahem….”things” seem a tad smaller back then….🌼

Beautifully Dolly ❤

Paul Simon

Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together
I’ve got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner’s pies
And we walked off to look for America
Cathy, I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I’ve gone to look for America
Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, be careful, his bowtie is really a camera
Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat
We smoked the last one an hour ago
So I looked at the scenery
She read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
Cathy, I’m lost, I said though I knew she was sleeping
And I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They’ve all come to look for America
All come to look for America
All come to look for America…Paul Simon

Pure Gold
Paul Simon

“A C(O)UNTRY GETAWAY FOR OUR HAPPY COUPLE! 🌼

“A C(O)UNTRY GETAWAY FOR OUR HAPPY COUPLE!” a poem included in the series: “M. M. C. P.” Tuesday: 01/22/2019

The c(o)untry c(o)um(e)s-when-we-catch-a-whiff – of sweet-fresh-air-and-dew;
You-look-at-me; I-look-at-you; we-know-what-we-must-do!
Which-is, together, to-“make-a-break,” for-a-c(o)untry-getaway!
Your love is warm, just like The Sun; we’ll-ride! Could-TAKE-ALL-DAY!
To-A SPECIAL PLACE to play and dream – We’ll find the Maypole waiting,
And dance around like faerie folk; our-HOLE-y-DAY of DATING;
Encount-ering-spacious-mountains, with-milk and honey flowing,
Our cheeks are flushed-and-we-just-love – towards-SOUTH, we’re-ever-going!
Bed-in-The-Bush, with-stars-to-see, twinkling in your eyes so bright!
We can get into-(some)-“real-trouble,” and find we’re stuck quite tight!
But wait a moment! THE EMERGENCY KIT! with dressing and some salve,
To-apply on-any-swollen-parts-we-find-that-we-DO have!
We go on EXPLORATIONS – into-areas-we’ve-been-before,
In landscape strewn with bushes, and-we-couldn’t-ask-for more!
We-are “climbing buddies” and like to hike all over,
Well-explor-ED-territory! “C(o)um(e)-hither-here, RED ROVER!”
Flowing STREAMS! Dribbling-dew!
A luscious geyser – made-just-for-you,
Erupting-inside-a-cavern-there,
So warm-and-moist; WE’VE-LEFT-ALL-CARE,
With those who couldn’t c(o)um(e)-along – and join our happy picnic!
WE-COULD-VENTURE-HERE- EACH-DAY, &-roll-in-grass, so-cyclic,
To-be as one fine organism, with Earth & Air & Sky,
And, all the while, we cling so close – for we are eye-to-eye!
Musicians-both! You-blow-my-horn, and-I compose a lick,
With-ever-shaking tambourines! The songs of love we pick,
And strum! perhaps, to-so-incite – a lyr-i-cal-re-frain;
We’ll do it LOUD! Then, soft and slow, with just a little pain!
And ALL OF NATURE CELEBRATES, for-we’re-IN-LOVE, alright!
I LOVE – our c(o)untry getaways, joy-filled! both-day-and-night!
We sup on wine and-milk-so-warm, and-we-bring-us -candy:
Chewy, goo-y, oo -ee (pause) Meals can be – so “randy!”
Let’s-eat-it-all! We have so much! Nothing’s-left-to-spare!
I-smell-ambrosia ALL AROUND; are-there-flowers in your hair?
It-is A ROSE!-with-fragrant-scent, and-it-will-never-wilt,
For we-have-brought spring water – and-with-just a-little-“tilt,”
“Oh, my-gosh! A MIRACLE!! For-you’ve-brought-LIVING-WATER!”
A-gushy-spring!-going-“Swish-swish-swish!” “Are-you Elysium’s daughter?”*
Yes, an-“ODE TO JOY,” (pause) fa-miliar mu-sic, filled with oo’s and ah’s;
It’s HARD! to hear the subtle rifts, for I-shan’t-take a pause,
Until The Rose be happy, en-gorg-ED-with-the-flow,
Of-such-ma-gic-elix-ir! (pause) PICNICS! (pause) WE LOVE THEM SO!
fin ❤

Take me home
In your arms
To a simple way of life
Where we will find our place
In this world
To live as one
  • Mrs. Cuddly Poo the goddess JOY?!