Thesis: To consider what the chance intersection of ideal beauty and intellectual confusion would mean in determining the fate of Earth. Phase 1: While touring San Francisco, I stayed at the Sir Francis Drake. The bartenders were adequate. Phase 2: I began a blog. I learned romance might exist, but depends upon whether a man and a woman can tread the maze individually and reach its center at the exact same instant in time. Phase 3: The center comes and goes as if it were a mirage.
Jeg måtte le "Remember what kind of day it is.".heh heh
Ohh yeah I was fooled ! And not only by you..Alex told me happily he was going to move to Denmark with his new girlfriend..Hell what a schock to me..I told him a long lesson about love that comes and go ..Then he laughed and said I.April!!
Vel ,jeg lurte på hva du ville meg siden du kom til meg i en drøm !
(Hvilket du alltid gjør noen ganger) Du vet vi kjennnest vist fra tidligere..
Jeg liker svært godt den første sangen "You keep me hanging on"
De andre også ,men den første husker jeg med Kim Wild!
Det er fint du har åpnet for kommentarer igjen .Veldig gøyt!
Fordi det er bra og se gutten godt humør igjen xxx
Håper du fortsatt har en fin påske!
About the Bartholomew .The Apostle..What a read!I did not know!A martyr and apostle..According to legends he was skinned alive and beheaded so is often depicted holding his flayed skin or the curved flensing knife with which he was skinned.
Herre min hatt!Fram!
But the connection to the wild gang in the picture I can not see see..?
Thank you for this !Your post are always interesting.
Nå skal jeg tilbake til min påskemodus med gamle filmer og kansje en liten likør..
Påskeaften..Lørdag kan det være jeg har ett blogg innlegg.Men hvem vet.. .Jeg er ganske lat for tiden..
Wild Bill and the Earp boys are offshoots of my primary focus regarding Western history, which is to say what I call the "Plains Indian Wars" which (for me) began in 1854 with a scrap at Fort Laramie in Wyoming, known today as the "Grattan Massacre" and continuing off and on until the "Ghost Dance War" of 1890. Secondary to the Indian wars are the immigration and settlement stories (which include my ancestors) and thirdly the "shoot 'em up wild west" history. Some of the individuals noted in one element had roles in the others, as well, making the "portrait" incomplete without including them.
My second former wife and I had our first date on April 10. Beyond that, I have no feelings about the month one way or the other ....
Thank you, Kelly, for coming and for writing here. Stay out of mischief and I wish you good fortune in every way ....
So, young (or not-so-young-anymore) Alexander played an April Fools' Day joke on you.
Hmmmm ....
If I were you, I would have wished him well and told to remember to send me a post card once and a while, then presented him with a bill for board and room for the past year or so.
Hmmmm, again ....
In your dream, do I look like a Viking raider or a Norwegian farmer or a wandering clergyman? I am curious, but I do not expect an answer from you, Anita.
I like all three of the songs, but probably prefer the first one, as well. What I especially like about these particular versions is that they show everyone young and vital and (sort of) good looking. Everyone but Jimmy Morrison, of course, who only made it a bit past 27 years walking the surface of the earth. I remember my 27th year quite well, and there were moments when I was not sure if I would survive it.
Hmmmm, still again ....
Actually, I am in a good mood .... for which I have no explanation ....
And, another hmmmm ....
The only Bartholomew I am aware of once was a wild west lawman and later a newspaper sports writer, which is to say I have no recollection there once was a Bartholomew who was a martyred apostle. I probably should have known that and probably did once upon a time, but it became lost in the maze which exists within my mind .... anyway, you have made me curious, Anita ....
I believe it is time for me to bid you adieu. Be a good girl, Anita, and the next time Alexander tells you he is going to run off with his girlfriend, remember his tale this day and blow him a kiss goodbye ....
Take care and stay safe, lady of the far north ....
En ole perehtynyt tähän historiaan, jätän kannanottoni väliin.
1800-luvun valokuvissa ei hymyilty. Ilmeet ovat aina totisia. Valokuva kertoo tuon ajan muodista. Vanhat seepia valokuvat kestävät hyvin, paremmin kuin tämän päivän värivalokuvat.
Your comment made me curious, Liplatus, so I did a quick scan to learn why there were few smiles in photographs prior to the 1920s and 1930s. The "first" photograph in 1826 was a scenic which took eight hours to expose. Daguerreotypes cut the time to 15 minutes and gradually to less. In short, people simply could not hold a smile for minutes. Poor dental hygiene was another reason cited, as well as the rarity and solemnity of photography, meaning most people wanted to appear "serious."
I tend to go with the lighting situation and the difficulty of holding a smile or any pose even for a few seconds as the obvious and primary reason. Even with recent technology, I can recall the difficulty of indoor 35mm photography without artificial lighting. 800 and 1200 ASA film were a blessing.
I know you are not a "fan" of "strong music," so if you listened to the songs in this post it must have involved a test of patience. I do not like "rap" or "hip-hop" songs, for instance, but I will occasionally listen to them as sort of a measure to better understand why they exist and why they are popular among certain segments of the population. Most of us listen to music for entertainment, but it also reveals social and cultural aspects of life and living.
Thank you, Liplatus, for coming and for writing here .... and, may your Easter be all you wish it to be ....
Bachelor of Arts with a double major in English (= literature) and history (= reality). Master of Arts in literature. Once upon a time, U.S. Marine Corps = Semper Fidelis. These things pretty much explain everything there is to know about me.
Other than that, ask, if you actually are curious .... I like to drift where the current takes me within this endless sea of blogs, read what others write in their blogs, observe, learn, question and, hopefully, understand, while offering a few comments of my own along the way .... by the way, the photo of me actually is me .... was me .... will be me .... hmmmm ....
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The Actual Instant of Love, from Fram
I am a jealous guy, of the sort John Lennon sang about. Any man who says he is not a jealous guy either has no genuine depth of feelings for the woman he is saying it about or is a liar. I can remember very distinctly, for example, when my feelings for my wife vanished. It happened in an instant. When love vanished, so did jealousy.
Actual love happens in an instant, I believe, although it does not always seem to be that way. I am not talking about "love at first sight," but, rather, "love at first instant." This means two people might have known each other for weeks, even for years, before the "instant" occurs. It comes with a single sentence spoken by one, or a single action taken by one, that strikes the other like lightning.
Affection grows; love is born. Love also disappears in an instant, I believe, although it does not always seem to happen that way. Incidental to my point, I do not believe in "love at first sight." That is no more than simple, physical or emotional attraction, which is the cause of countless and never-ending problems.
Happiness is momentary, from Fram
When I was age eighteen, a wise, old man of twenty-six told me that happiness is a momentary thing. It might last for minutes or days or weeks or, sometimes, even for a few years. But, like life itself, happiness is a transitory thing and, like fate, it is capricious. At some point along the road, I came to realize this wise, old man had been right.
The Three Sorts of Friends ....
Though friendships differ endless in degree, The sorts, methinks, may be reduced to three. Acquaintance many, and Conquaintance few; But for Inquaintance I know only two -- The friend I've mourned with, and the maid I woo!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge poet & philosopher Fragment 10: "The Three Sorts of Friends"
Time retains ....
Time retains its sacred right to meddle in each earthly affair. Still, time's unbounded power that makes a mountain crumble, moves seas, rotates a star, won't be enough to tear lovers apart: they are too naked, too embraced, too much like timid sparrows.
Old age is, in my book, the price that felons pay, so don't whine that it's steep: you'll stay young if you're good. Suffering doesn't insult the body. Death? It comes in your sleep, exactly as it should.
When it comes, you'll be dreaming that you don't need to breathe; that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it's part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.
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Yesterday is History ....
Yesterday is History, 'Tis so far away -- Yesterday is Poetry -- 'Tis Philosophy --
Yesterday is mystery -- Where it is Today While we shrewdly speculate Flutter both away.
Emily Dickinson poet "Yesterday is History"
Never the answers
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The equality of man
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The audience
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I am free
I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do. Robert Heinlein science fiction writer philosopher
Marine Corps Forever, from Fram
To all Marines, those among the dead, those who still live, those yet to be born: Semper Fidelis, to the end of time ....
Have gun .... will travel
Once upon a time: "She said, There is no reason ...."
Time & again ....
Time .... he's waiting in the wings .... he speaks of senseless things .... but, if you could heal a broken heart, wouldn't time be out to charm you?
Voluspo 28-29
Alone I sat when the Old One sought me .... The terror of gods, and gazed in mine eyes .... "What hast thou to ask? why comest thou hither? .... Othin, I know where thine eye is hidden" .... Deep in the wide-famed well of Mimir .... Mead from the pledge of Othin each morn .... Does Mimir drink: would you know yet more? ....
6 comments:
I've disliked April 1st my entire life.
My husband has always enjoyed reading about all that stuff. Me, not so much...
Hei skjønne deg i Amerika!
Jeg måtte le "Remember what kind of day it is.".heh heh
Ohh yeah I was fooled !
And not only by you..Alex told me happily he was going to move to Denmark with his new girlfriend..Hell what a schock to me..I told him a long lesson about love that comes and go ..Then he laughed and said I.April!!
Vel ,jeg lurte på hva du ville meg siden du kom til meg i en drøm !
(Hvilket du alltid gjør noen ganger)
Du vet vi kjennnest vist fra tidligere..
Jeg liker svært godt den første sangen "You keep me hanging on"
De andre også ,men den første husker jeg med Kim Wild!
Det er fint du har åpnet for kommentarer igjen .Veldig gøyt!
Fordi det er bra og se gutten godt humør igjen xxx
Håper du fortsatt har en fin påske!
About the Bartholomew .The Apostle..What a read!I did not know!A martyr and apostle..According to legends he was skinned alive and beheaded so is often depicted holding his flayed skin or the curved flensing knife with which he was skinned.
Herre min hatt!Fram!
But the connection to the wild gang in the picture I can not see see..?
Thank you for this !Your post are always interesting.
Nå skal jeg tilbake til min påskemodus med gamle filmer
og kansje en liten likør..
Påskeaften..Lørdag kan det være jeg har ett blogg innlegg.Men hvem vet..
.Jeg er ganske lat for tiden..
Anita
Wild Bill and the Earp boys are offshoots of my primary focus regarding Western history, which is to say what I call the "Plains Indian Wars" which (for me) began in 1854 with a scrap at Fort Laramie in Wyoming, known today as the "Grattan Massacre" and continuing off and on until the "Ghost Dance War" of 1890. Secondary to the Indian wars are the immigration and settlement stories (which include my ancestors) and thirdly the "shoot 'em up wild west" history. Some of the individuals noted in one element had roles in the others, as well, making the "portrait" incomplete without including them.
My second former wife and I had our first date on April 10. Beyond that, I have no feelings about the month one way or the other ....
Thank you, Kelly, for coming and for writing here. Stay out of mischief and I wish you good fortune in every way ....
So, young (or not-so-young-anymore) Alexander played an April Fools' Day joke on you.
Hmmmm ....
If I were you, I would have wished him well and told to remember to send me a post card once and a while, then presented him with a bill for board and room for the past year or so.
Hmmmm, again ....
In your dream, do I look like a Viking raider or a Norwegian farmer or a wandering clergyman? I am curious, but I do not expect an answer from you, Anita.
I like all three of the songs, but probably prefer the first one, as well. What I especially like about these particular versions is that they show everyone young and vital and (sort of) good looking. Everyone but Jimmy Morrison, of course, who only made it a bit past 27 years walking the surface of the earth. I remember my 27th year quite well, and there were moments when I was not sure if I would survive it.
Hmmmm, still again ....
Actually, I am in a good mood .... for which I have no explanation ....
And, another hmmmm ....
The only Bartholomew I am aware of once was a wild west lawman and later a newspaper sports writer, which is to say I have no recollection there once was a Bartholomew who was a martyred apostle. I probably should have known that and probably did once upon a time, but it became lost in the maze which exists within my mind .... anyway, you have made me curious, Anita ....
I believe it is time for me to bid you adieu. Be a good girl, Anita, and the next time Alexander tells you he is going to run off with his girlfriend, remember his tale this day and blow him a kiss goodbye ....
Take care and stay safe, lady of the far north ....
En ole perehtynyt tähän historiaan, jätän kannanottoni väliin.
1800-luvun valokuvissa ei hymyilty. Ilmeet ovat aina totisia.
Valokuva kertoo tuon ajan muodista.
Vanhat seepia valokuvat kestävät hyvin, paremmin kuin tämän päivän värivalokuvat.
Kiitos vahvasta musiikista.
Hyvää kevättä!
Your comment made me curious, Liplatus, so I did a quick scan to learn why there were few smiles in photographs prior to the 1920s and 1930s. The "first" photograph in 1826 was a scenic which took eight hours to expose. Daguerreotypes cut the time to 15 minutes and gradually to less. In short, people simply could not hold a smile for minutes. Poor dental hygiene was another reason cited, as well as the rarity and solemnity of photography, meaning most people wanted to appear "serious."
I tend to go with the lighting situation and the difficulty of holding a smile or any pose even for a few seconds as the obvious and primary reason. Even with recent technology, I can recall the difficulty of indoor 35mm photography without artificial lighting. 800 and 1200 ASA film were a blessing.
I know you are not a "fan" of "strong music," so if you listened to the songs in this post it must have involved a test of patience. I do not like "rap" or "hip-hop" songs, for instance, but I will occasionally listen to them as sort of a measure to better understand why they exist and why they are popular among certain segments of the population. Most of us listen to music for entertainment, but it also reveals social and cultural aspects of life and living.
Thank you, Liplatus, for coming and for writing here .... and, may your Easter be all you wish it to be ....
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