You must first take down the Elder to overturn the earth, not that he is all that holy. Decay exists. The past disappears of itself. My first termites, in a house with a cracked concrete slab, came up in a box of books stored in a closet on top of a crack. This was good to know, otherwise they'd have eaten the house. Among many chances of water damage, another house on pier and beams allowed runoff from the street to pass underneath it in a torrent, warping the sub floor. Forces speed annihilation. Earth, water, fire, air, the older you are the more you get to have of it. More recently little wings were flying around the house and did so for weeks until by accident a chest with Navajo rugs was found infested. Closets, cashmere, wool, alpaca. Moths eat wool, termites wood, floods spoil books, thieves steal, accidents occur, hips break from inattention, feet stumble, forgetfulness, bone loss, anger, sleight, malice, forgetfulness and more. Save these memories. To annihilate them endangers the whole. Knowledge of the past as the knowledge of disaster prevents it.
Leo Delgado, said " (FB, 9/4/10) "Negativity is totally unnatural. It is a psychic pollutant, and there is a deep link between the poisoning of nature and the vast negativity that has accumulated in the collective human psyche. No other life form on the planet knows negativity, only humans, just as no other life form violates and poisons the Earth that sustains it." Not actually true any more than Arthur Cristian's notion that language reduced to alphabet, 140 to 26 sounds has occurred. He has never heard of co-articulation. There are many more human sounds in the writing. Negativity also builds fences. Negativity is earth, air, water, fire. These elements go together to discuss also human rights and the nature of the good. Annihilation of the elder in whatever form, magnified when the virtual seeks this imagined reverence from the natural, annihilates the past. Such false reverence isolates from the real: supporting a family, working a job, maintaining a home in the first decades of life.
When the denominations edited their hymns of all gendered language and anachronism, even if it spoiled the metric, they did this with their scriptures too, as any secularist does with history. The Elder Assimilated was made over, Chuang Tzu issued forth in digestible bites without the rigor of a cultural past. Tyndale's English no more showed its glory. All were replaced with a commercial world that had no guise but commerce. Consumption was its product and design. The myriad names and places of community were edited to none, the Psalms established in their classic order over millennia were reordered to 19th century taste, ditto Chaung Tzu from 52 to 33 sections and then to the mere inner chapters. PBS specials provided in performed logic that Torah was a story fabricated by an exotic Canaanite revolution. These think they divide the poet from the scribbler as they make creation unfit to understand, what the sea lamprey and quagga mussel did to the Great Lakes ravaged by exotic species and black carp, sucking up plankton like a vacuum cleaner, starving the perch, walleye, bass, trout, salmon, whitefish, smelt, the native species equivalent of law, culture and tradition, ravaged by this exotic disestablishment of authority, they
Leo Delgado, said " (FB, 9/4/10) "Negativity is totally unnatural. It is a psychic pollutant, and there is a deep link between the poisoning of nature and the vast negativity that has accumulated in the collective human psyche. No other life form on the planet knows negativity, only humans, just as no other life form violates and poisons the Earth that sustains it." Not actually true any more than Arthur Cristian's notion that language reduced to alphabet, 140 to 26 sounds has occurred. He has never heard of co-articulation. There are many more human sounds in the writing. Negativity also builds fences. Negativity is earth, air, water, fire. These elements go together to discuss also human rights and the nature of the good. Annihilation of the elder in whatever form, magnified when the virtual seeks this imagined reverence from the natural, annihilates the past. Such false reverence isolates from the real: supporting a family, working a job, maintaining a home in the first decades of life.
When the denominations edited their hymns of all gendered language and anachronism, even if it spoiled the metric, they did this with their scriptures too, as any secularist does with history. The Elder Assimilated was made over, Chuang Tzu issued forth in digestible bites without the rigor of a cultural past. Tyndale's English no more showed its glory. All were replaced with a commercial world that had no guise but commerce. Consumption was its product and design. The myriad names and places of community were edited to none, the Psalms established in their classic order over millennia were reordered to 19th century taste, ditto Chaung Tzu from 52 to 33 sections and then to the mere inner chapters. PBS specials provided in performed logic that Torah was a story fabricated by an exotic Canaanite revolution. These think they divide the poet from the scribbler as they make creation unfit to understand, what the sea lamprey and quagga mussel did to the Great Lakes ravaged by exotic species and black carp, sucking up plankton like a vacuum cleaner, starving the perch, walleye, bass, trout, salmon, whitefish, smelt, the native species equivalent of law, culture and tradition, ravaged by this exotic disestablishment of authority, they
Take Down the Elder.
The pundit scientists and entertainers want you to look only one way, outside at them or their agendas. The elder prevents this for the elder is within. So science comes up with the space alien, entertainers come up with fashion, food, adventure all viewed from the outside. Look at me, look at me.
The pundit scientists and entertainers want you to look only one way, outside at them or their agendas. The elder prevents this for the elder is within. So science comes up with the space alien, entertainers come up with fashion, food, adventure all viewed from the outside. Look at me, look at me.
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