Oct 21
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Judith Durham, Linda Ronstadt, Judith Durham Never Had a Wardrobe Malfunction That’s what the title to this little soiree was supposed to look like, but I still can’t get this *~%/{|=&%< word processor to see things my way. Judith Durham was my first choice to represent what I remember from my youth that was good , talented […]
I’ve been getting a lot of hits on my pieces about evolution.
This is my thoughts on the subject in ryme
The Faith of Our fathers
by Walter A Adams
What is the faith of our fathers
If we are come up from the mud
Are we close kin to the dog and the rat
Does our stomach compel us to blood
Do we rip what we need from whoever is near
And count any feeding as good
What is the faith of our fathers
If we are come up from the mud
Who is the god in our temple
Who tells us we’re born of the slime
Who bids us bow down to the “fittest”
And the devil take him that’s behind
Counting the corpses we claw our way over
To be sure that we’re not left behind
Who is the god in our temple
Who tells us we’re born of the slime
And what is the hymn that we dance to
That drones in our ears day and night
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Oct 8
There is a picture taken by a U.S. Army Signal Corps photographer at the end of World War II, of a woman who has just come out of a German concentration camp. Her name is given as Nador Livia. Her self composure and her inexplicable smile have always held a fascination for me; most images of […]
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