Ron (in complete sheeple overload) W.'s Posts
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December 29, 2009 10:31 AM EST --
You know, Ben Franklin said "Early to bed, and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise." , but old Ben didn't have Buddy to contend with...
We racked out somewhere around two-thirty, I . . .
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December 27, 2009 10:47 PM EST --
Wisdom,
Creeping vision,
That comes clear,
Knowledge gained,
Pain, sometimes dear.
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December 24, 2009 04:08 PM EST --
We argue,
And we fight,
We all profess,
To know what's right,
But in the end it's all part of the plan,
Like pit bulls set against each other,
For issues that they, that own us, ran,
Thought . . .
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December 23, 2009 02:10 PM EST --
You know, I'm a progressive, no... I'm a liberal , and proud of it, and to me, that means I support policies and legislation that benefit my fellow man. Not just the corporate and elite that have been . . .
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December 22, 2009 01:23 PM EST --
If you didn't catch this episode of Bill Moyer's Journal, you need to read the transcript, and NOW! This health care bill didn't get this bad, it was supposed to be this bad, from the start. Obama . . .
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December 13, 2009 07:13 PM EST --
Dark Arches,
Dark Alleys,
Closes aptly named,
Gloom that weighs,
On even brave hearts,
Gloom darker yet,
Than the gray Scottish skies,
In Edinburgh,
What chance the sunny morn?
Home . . .
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December 11, 2009 10:59 PM EST --
OK, stupid poem. I'm working through some writer's block issues, and I need to write something, give me a break. Inspired by a much more interesting discussion over on Losing Your Religion discussion . . .
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December 10, 2009 03:01 PM EST --
My own love,
In wont's shimmering vision stands,
Just beyond the dim candle's cold light,
Ethereal,
Beyond reach,
Of time's gnarled hands,
Spirit, taunting me,
Each tortured, eternal, damned . . .
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November 13, 2009 11:13 PM EST --
Ferment,
Focused rot,
Contained contagion,
Micro-organic symbiosis,
Interacting with higher forms,
Making us forget,
What eats at us every day,
Our own rot,
I wish I still drank.
. . .
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November 02, 2009 02:46 PM EST --
You know, I've been staying away from Gather politics, for the most part, of late. The number of people that I don't agree with spans from Obama zombies with stars in their eyes, to the far right wing . . .
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October 18, 2009 02:49 PM EDT --
Well, it's getting colder every night here, and Buddy's previously un welcome presence on my lap is often not discouraged, these days. Temps have been ranging down into the thirties at night, . . .
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October 12, 2009 06:08 PM EDT --
I have been reminded that I haven't followed up on my little friend's health, so here's an update on the Budster's status, to date. Buddy is back to his old self again, perhaps too much so, and engaged . . .
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September 21, 2009 11:06 AM EDT --
Raindrops cymbaling on my air conditioner,
Like they were each a sole tiny commissioner,
Of blue mood, and black despair,
For anyone, there's a pair,
What black and blue ever compared?
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September 13, 2009 01:38 PM EDT --
Today, we begin a new week, which has a lot of import to me... and my little friend. Last week was a total disaster for us both, with my little curmudgeon definitely not far from the clutches of death, . . .
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September 09, 2009 08:06 PM EDT --
Well, I wrote a whole long Saga, which Gather ate. When you get that error message when you try to post, back up by your browser's arrow, not by selecting return to the previous page. I just found out . . .
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September 05, 2009 10:12 AM EDT --
It's an age old story,
Greed for gold makes a fool,,
And by it, tar paper shacks,
Dream of castles,
Soul dual,
But in me something lacks,
I'm no elitist tool.
You hang on next Faux . . .
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September 02, 2009 04:31 PM EDT --
An arrowhead, suggestion of mystical, primitive times. A link to the true and rightful citizens of this land, and for me, a link to some people, gone, but unforgettable. I found this single arrowhead, . . .
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August 30, 2009 04:09 PM EDT --
Words matter,
Not for their sound,
But for their ideas,
Paintings,
Etchings on the mind,
Laid down,
With careful brush strokes,
Slowly,
Meticulously patterned,
Each splash a part of . . .
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August 23, 2009 08:25 PM EDT --
Round stones never start out that way.
With them, as with us all,
Time and life smooths the corners,
Erodes the rough edges of our souls.
The eternal force of life's waters,
Cannot be denied, . . .
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August 23, 2009 11:19 AM EDT --
There's a chill in the air,
These late August,
Lingering Summer nights,
Reminders, glean with due care,
Ever mindful of dwindling light.
For as we reap what we've sown.
In life's . . .
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