“Night falls fast.
Today is in the past.
Blown from the dark hill hither to my door
Three flakes, then four
Arrive, then many more.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay
Wednesday 31 July 2013
Sunday 28 July 2013
Saturday 27 July 2013
Friday 26 July 2013
Wednesday 24 July 2013
No Man
No Man Is An Island
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
JOHN DUNNE
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
JOHN DUNNE
Tuesday 23 July 2013
Been a Long Time
“There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought, and they were with him before aught else was made.
And he spoke to them, propounding to them themes of music; and they sang before him, and he was glad.
But for a long while they sang only each alone, or but few together, while the rest hearkened; for each comprehended only that part of the mind of Ilúvatar from which he came, and in the understanding of their brethren they grew but slowly.
Yet ever as they listened they came to deeper understanding, and increased in unison and harmony.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion
And he spoke to them, propounding to them themes of music; and they sang before him, and he was glad.
But for a long while they sang only each alone, or but few together, while the rest hearkened; for each comprehended only that part of the mind of Ilúvatar from which he came, and in the understanding of their brethren they grew but slowly.
Yet ever as they listened they came to deeper understanding, and increased in unison and harmony.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion
Sunday 21 July 2013
Saturday 20 July 2013
Friday 19 July 2013
DREAM
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| 'DREAM', [STATUE, IN, THE MERSEY FOREST, ST.HELENS.]
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard It's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rains a-gonna fall Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? And what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin' I saw a white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rains a-gonna fall What did you hear, my blue-eyed son? And what did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rains a-gonna fall Who did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded in hatred It's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rains a-gonna fall Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son? And what'll you do now, my darling young one? I'm a-goin' back out fore the rain starts a-fallin' Ill walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest Where the people are many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison The executioners face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color and none is the number And Ill tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it Reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then Ill stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' But Ill know my song well before I start singin' And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rains a-gonna fall It's a hard rains a gonna fall It's a hard rains a gonna fall Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/george-harrison-friends/a-hard-rain-s-a-gonna-fall-lyrics/#GmC2FdhAGLJm2P1H.99 |
Thursday 18 July 2013
New Camera Pics...
A,TREE,FALLS, IN, THE FOREST...
AND, NO-ONE, IS ,THERE..
...IT,MAKES, A HELL, OF, A RACKET.....
Wednesday 17 July 2013
The Doors - The Crystal Ship (Music Video - 1967) [HQ]
'Crystal Ship', is seen, in, other, Song Lyrics, 'After The Gold Rush', etc..
Such, a pity, that, Drugs, control, the Person, ..not, the other way, round...
Crystal Meth, etc...
Tuesday 16 July 2013
Monday 15 July 2013
Sunday 14 July 2013
Saturday 13 July 2013
Friday 12 July 2013
Danny & The Juniors - Rock N' Roll Is Here To Stay
WE ,DON'T CARE ,WHAT, PEOPLE SAY......ROCK AND ROLL, IS, HERE TO STAY!
Thursday 11 July 2013
The Sundering of the Elves
In J. R. R. Tolkien's legendarium, the Elves are a sundered (divided) people. They awoke at Cuiviénen on the continent of Middle-earth (see: Awakening of the Elves), where they were divided into three tribes: Minyar (the Firsts), Tatyar (the Seconds) and Nelyar (the Thirds). After some time, they were summoned by Oromë to live with the Valar in Aman. That summoning and the Great Journey that followed split the Elves into two main groups (and many minor ones), which were never fully reunited.
The name Quendi refers to all elves.
Concept
It has been observed in the Lhammas and other writings like "The Etymologies" that Tolkien employed the Indo-European type of proto-languages with branches and sub-branches of language families while inventing his various languages of Middle-earth. This "concept of increasing separation" is analogous to the Sundering of the Elves
[wikipedia]
Tuesday 9 July 2013
Sunday 7 July 2013
SUN 192 Little junior parker Mystery train (November 1953)
BETTER THAN ELVIS? MMMM, NOT SURE...
BUT, I ,BET, YOU ,CAN'T, STOP, TAPPING, YOUR ,FEET!
Friday 5 July 2013
Thursday 4 July 2013
Monday 1 July 2013
Albert Hammond - The Free Electric Band 1973
My father is a doctor, he's a family man,
My mother works for charity whenever she can,
And they're both good clean Americans who abide by the law,
And they both stick up for liberty and they both support the war,
My happiness was paid for when they laid their money down,
For Summers in a Summer camp, and Winters in the town,
My future in the system was talked about and planned,
But I gave it up for music and the free electric band
I went to school in hand-washed shirts with neatly ordered hair,
The school was big and newly built and filled with light and air,
And the teacher taught us values that we had to learn to keep,
And he clipped the ear of many idle kid who went to sleep,
And my father organized for me a college in the East,
But I went to California, the sun-shine and the beach,
My parents and my lecturers could never understand,
Why I gave it up for music and the free electric band
Well, they used to sit and speculate upon their son's career,
A lawer or a doctor or a civil engineer,
Just give me bread and water, put a guitar in my hand,
'cause all I need is music and a free electric band.
My father sent me money and I spent it very fast,
On a girl I met in Berkeley in a social science class,
And I learned about her body, but her mind I didn't know,
Until deep rooted attitudes and morals began to show,
She wanted to get married, even though she never said,
But I knew her well enough by now to see inside her head,
She'd settled for suburbia and a little patch of land,
So I geave her up for music and the free electric band.
Hoo Hoo the free electric band
da ba dab da dab da dab the free electric band
da ba dab da dab da dab
My mother works for charity whenever she can,
And they're both good clean Americans who abide by the law,
And they both stick up for liberty and they both support the war,
My happiness was paid for when they laid their money down,
For Summers in a Summer camp, and Winters in the town,
My future in the system was talked about and planned,
But I gave it up for music and the free electric band
I went to school in hand-washed shirts with neatly ordered hair,
The school was big and newly built and filled with light and air,
And the teacher taught us values that we had to learn to keep,
And he clipped the ear of many idle kid who went to sleep,
And my father organized for me a college in the East,
But I went to California, the sun-shine and the beach,
My parents and my lecturers could never understand,
Why I gave it up for music and the free electric band
Well, they used to sit and speculate upon their son's career,
A lawer or a doctor or a civil engineer,
Just give me bread and water, put a guitar in my hand,
'cause all I need is music and a free electric band.
My father sent me money and I spent it very fast,
On a girl I met in Berkeley in a social science class,
And I learned about her body, but her mind I didn't know,
Until deep rooted attitudes and morals began to show,
She wanted to get married, even though she never said,
But I knew her well enough by now to see inside her head,
She'd settled for suburbia and a little patch of land,
So I geave her up for music and the free electric band.
Hoo Hoo the free electric band
da ba dab da dab da dab the free electric band
da ba dab da dab da dab
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