Maybe the hokey pokey is what it's all about
or maybe it was something else Friedrich Nietzsche said.
Click to enlarge the images of the real thing
btw, here a link to the poem I wrote for last Sunday.
and this one still applies to the Super Bowl Game this coming Sunday.
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Labels: 31jan08, poetry_thur, totally optional
posted by HL | 9:45 AM
9 Comments:
:-) this one brought out the curmudgeon in me, too, a bit. Apocalypse is never very far away. (Btw is that supposed to be "descendents" in the first line of section 3?)
so then... are you trying to say all of this is only a sick game??? sometimes i think it just may be....
oh you missed out the magic, I love to believe in the magic hidden behind the hokey pokey ...but loved this view-point too.
For a scientific mind, this is one view which one cannot ignore.
Your posts are very interesting. They tax my mind in the right direction.
actually no dale, it is a bit of a word play that refers to the already dead (doomed but dance anyway)
Not without a chuckle or two at this provocative piece. Nice!
thought provoking and fierce
There's a lot going on here, I read it this morning but didn't feel qualified to comment - Phew! well done, full marks on getting all these thoughts down.
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