THE SECOND COMING
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
- William Butler Yeats
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Valentine's Day
For those who are coupled...or in a triad, v, quad, group setting, or even just plain unattached, happy Valentine's Day.
Of course, every day should be Valentine's Day.
A friend of mine is getting married today. It is not a bad day to get married. I wish her all the best.
Of course, every day should be Valentine's Day.
A friend of mine is getting married today. It is not a bad day to get married. I wish her all the best.
Friday, February 13, 2009
I Plan to Live to 100 Years....
...if not longer.

We all have to have goals for ourselves. I figure 100 is a good age to pass, barring any unforseen accidents or acts of god. Get my daughter through high school and college, move on to Spain, live in a small coastal town on either side of Barcelona, make new friends, have old ones visit, make love to a redhead or two, paint and write, drink wine and whiskey and be happy.

We all have to have goals for ourselves. I figure 100 is a good age to pass, barring any unforseen accidents or acts of god. Get my daughter through high school and college, move on to Spain, live in a small coastal town on either side of Barcelona, make new friends, have old ones visit, make love to a redhead or two, paint and write, drink wine and whiskey and be happy.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
RFK is one of my favorite politicians of the latter 20th century...if for no other reason than he was able to evolve as a human being and a politician, overcome some of his demons, and fight for what he believed was truly right. His speech on April 4, 1968, in Indianapolis, was priceless. I believe that he probably would have won the nomination and most likely the presidency, had he not been killed in California. But he did get killed, we will never know, and we will always wonder how history would have been changed.
Bobby Kennedy also had a sense of humor, which is why I chose this quote for the day:
"People say I am ruthless. I am not ruthless. And if I find the man who is calling me ruthless, I shall destroy him."
Bobby Kennedy also had a sense of humor, which is why I chose this quote for the day:
"People say I am ruthless. I am not ruthless. And if I find the man who is calling me ruthless, I shall destroy him."
Monday, February 9, 2009
The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost
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