Nancy Drew is a gem, and so, too, her fanciful spin offs on the all-too serious musings of a demented poet.
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The Desolation of One Man
by compound complex inhe has searched long for that love of all loves, but it hastens not, although winter has come and left him desolate of every hope of warmth, comfort, and prospect of his name's immortality.
nor will this elusive love reveal itself in his tiny dreams, allowing, at the very least, a gossamer of muted visions that would elevate a worn and bitter man to a level of expanded vistas, kindling within the flame of love's illusion..
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One day the Nouns were clustered . . .
by compound complex inone day the nouns were clustered on the street.. an adjective walked by, with her dark beauty.
the nouns were struck, moved, changed.
the next day a verb drove up, and created the sentence.. -- kenneth koch, "permanently".
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Greetings, days of future passed, Nancy Drew, and sir82:
Choice comments! Many thanks.
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Somehow I did manage to "structure" a sentence but I don't know how I did it. I'm more of a "punny" person. -- dofp
Well, you did manage rather brilliantly. When I punish my captive audience with the so-called lowest form of humor, I don't insult them or myself by saying "no pun in ten did" when wishing they'd get at least one of my whoppers and groan appreciatively.
I just dug that stuff up out of my brain from my childhood didn't even know it was there. -- Nancy Drew
Amazing what comes back to us! Thanks for the refresher.
The nouns were clustered, while the nuns were cloistered? -- sir82
May I quote you? EXCELLENT!
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Did you become more antisocial after waking up?
by paradiseseeker ini've been shy my whole life, but during my teenage years and early 20s i managed to be more comfortable socializing and made many friends in different parts of my country (jws of course).
that was before i woke up, because i saw myself being a jw for the rest of my life and thus i made an effort to meet new jw friends.
however, after i woke up, i lost interest in meeting new people because knowing that when i leave they will be gone... feels like a total waste of time and energy.
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An old but true saying that people come into your life for a reason, a season, a lifetime.
It's helped me have a perspective about life's realities. Cherished friends and family are gone, so it seems, forever. Yet, new friends and "family" have entered my life and I feel good, despite loss. With age comes a sense of contentment. It is what it is.
Regarding an introverted nature and the polar opposite, Mom was outgoing and chatty and Dad much quieter but very passionate about helping people. I feel that mix in me.
Best Wishes.
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The Desolation of One Man
by compound complex inhe has searched long for that love of all loves, but it hastens not, although winter has come and left him desolate of every hope of warmth, comfort, and prospect of his name's immortality.
nor will this elusive love reveal itself in his tiny dreams, allowing, at the very least, a gossamer of muted visions that would elevate a worn and bitter man to a level of expanded vistas, kindling within the flame of love's illusion..
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THE VALLEY OF THE BLUE MOON, a verdant and slightly concave sprawling hollow at the foot of the largest snow-capped rock I ever laid eyes on, is not home to me, nor ever shall it be. Had I entered Paradise under my own steam -- not kidnapped -- I daresay my impressions of the proverbial Utopia would be immeasurably more favorable.
Nonetheless, I long for the hustle, the bustle, the din of my dirty and lusty city by the bay, whose roots sink deep into the ancient mire of human folly and wanton avarice. What some men consider the deplorable state of fallen man and his consequent foray into all things bad is what titillates and nourishes my aching soul. I suck life in through every pore of my unhallowed flesh and am, to be sure, fed in such a manner that would unhinge the pure at heart.
I have neither desire nor need for a perfect state of affairs and a seeming comfort that coddles the body but eats the soul.
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One day the Nouns were clustered . . .
by compound complex inone day the nouns were clustered on the street.. an adjective walked by, with her dark beauty.
the nouns were struck, moved, changed.
the next day a verb drove up, and created the sentence.. -- kenneth koch, "permanently".
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stillin:
I put this in "Entertainment" for a reason -- thanks for the laugh!
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The Desolation of One Man
by compound complex inhe has searched long for that love of all loves, but it hastens not, although winter has come and left him desolate of every hope of warmth, comfort, and prospect of his name's immortality.
nor will this elusive love reveal itself in his tiny dreams, allowing, at the very least, a gossamer of muted visions that would elevate a worn and bitter man to a level of expanded vistas, kindling within the flame of love's illusion..
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SINCE I DON'T HAVE YOU, I conjure up an image
that is, somehow, both real and ideal.What I do recall is etched deeply, in dark and
labyrinthine caverns of my troubled mind.The heart is a profound well of reminiscence
that draws up an intangible yet true past.A newfound, tranquil corner in me reassures that
love, though gone missing, was never lost. -
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One day the Nouns were clustered . . .
by compound complex inone day the nouns were clustered on the street.. an adjective walked by, with her dark beauty.
the nouns were struck, moved, changed.
the next day a verb drove up, and created the sentence.. -- kenneth koch, "permanently".
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One day the Nouns were clustered on the street.
An Adjective walked by, with her dark beauty.
The Nouns were struck, moved, changed.
The next day a Verb drove up, and created the Sentence.
-- Kenneth Koch, "Permanently"
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'The videos are helping the young people.'
by Magnum insome time ago a super-dub stopped by to try to encourage me to return to jw land.
my demeanor during our conversation was extremely serious.
i was polite, but dignified.
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I wrote about this before, but I believe it pertains to the above.
In one of the last issues of the Free Minds Journal that I read, a member of the GB (Tony Morris, I recall) was quoted; he stated during a DC talk that new changes were a couple years down the pike and many would not be happy with them.
I, for one, was not pleased when I saw a Facebook entry of an after-meeting gathering of JW friends and family at an elder's home. They were in front of the TV, watching Society videos. The meeting, Sunday morning; hospitality (luncheon); further indoctrination.
Is this the new and rebranded religion that they so proudly advertise on social media?
No need to answer. I already know the answer.
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The Desolation of One Man
by compound complex inhe has searched long for that love of all loves, but it hastens not, although winter has come and left him desolate of every hope of warmth, comfort, and prospect of his name's immortality.
nor will this elusive love reveal itself in his tiny dreams, allowing, at the very least, a gossamer of muted visions that would elevate a worn and bitter man to a level of expanded vistas, kindling within the flame of love's illusion..
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He has searched long for that love of all loves,
but it hastens not, although winter has come
and left him desolate of every hope of warmth,
comfort, and prospect of his name's immortality.
Nor will this elusive love reveal itself
in his tiny dreams, allowing, at the very
least, a gossamer of muted visions that
would elevate a worn and bitter man to
a level of expanded vistas, kindling
within the flame of love's illusion. -
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Unassigned territory as read by LeVar Burton (aka Jordie La Forge)
by NewYork44M ini never expected this to show up on my podcast list .
https://huffduffer.com/yestertoday/457123.
a young jehovah's witness spends a blistering hot after door-to-door to hostile homeowners and questions her future..
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On a similar note, an elderly friend, a British agent during WWII and himself a writer of political thrillers, said reading a Jean Le Carre novel is one thing; hearing the author read those same words on audio books is a rather extraordinary experience.