Unnoticed in Clever Worlds

The clearest description I have managed so far about my blog is that it is not about cats. In general, I find predators pretty predictable while prey on the other-hand, because they live in universes of anxiety, develop more textured personalities. I also have as a writer a deft hand when it comes to making matters worse, so of course , the already panicky are ready made for me. I will try to grow this blog into an assortment of laughs, because that is what my life has mostly taught me to do. I will use the famous people I have known to get your attention and then tell you small but many times wonderful things about them. I will never name the ones I say ugly things about but I hope you will guess who they are.

Month: October, 2014

One Election Away

One has no brain, and the other has no heart and you know where your vote belongs. It’s not much for you to remember but after all your proof is only one more election away.
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Blaming Others for Your Success

I suppose the vast mattress of perfect entitlement could soothe the colossus of our angry unaccomplished, but I doubt it. I have never met anyone who blamed others for their success.
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Robert Frost, “Mending Wall”

Robert Frost, “Mending Wall” Help

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun,
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
‘Stay where you are until our backs are turned!’
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors’.
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
‘Why do they make good neighbors? Isn’t it
Where there are cows?
But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That wants it down.’ I could say ‘Elves’ to him,
But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me~
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father’s saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, “Good fences make good neighbors.”

Blessed

I am blessed with people
who love me enough
to tell me they are going to
hurt me
before they do
and that is a lot to ask of themselves
I know.

Simple Folk

The religious are simple folk standing in line to be slaughtered for reasons they think they understand but never do.

The Occasional Breast

It is surely time for you women to guide us all out of this furnace of holistic niceness everyone calls PC ( Political Correctness for those who are actually reading this while dead). Every man knows from where it comes and trust me we are all holding our breath till you put an end to it. Life is not a soap opera, nor are you powerless. You are in control of purchasing and in America that is not everything, but it does establish our country’s consciousness. Only you can resist this valium pablum haze that is currently our country. Men care only for sports,scratching and the occasional breast

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