We haven’t had much snow to speak of, yet, but we now have the freezing temperatures of December upon us.
I haven’t mentioned on the blog that yet another cat (another black one) has set up housekeeping on my kitchen porch. She arrived out of nowhere, about 6 weeks ago, and has never left. So, the other day, I bought her an all-weather house, assembled it and set it out for her and so far, she seems extremely happy with the new digs and has not frozen to death.
KonTiki and the other black cat only show up at mealtimes now. They prefer hanging out in the barn during the cold weather. But, overall, it is just getting ridiculous, the amount of cats.
And the actual owners of the fosters that I’ve been fostering for about 8 months already — I’m guessing they are never coming back. The last I heard from them was in late September and the situations going on in their lives were absolutely not good. So on we go.
Anyway.
Really. there is no news. Nothing but psy-ops out there, gang. A lot of them are really GREAT psy-ops. (For instance, I love this new term: “Elon Anon”!! About Elon and all his Q references.) But still. Nothing to report that you can’t find everywhere else.
Phil is supposed to be streaming live tonight at 7PM Eastern time. We shall see! Check here later to confirm. It would be great to get some actual news, so we’ll see.
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This is going on!! I hope it comes to a city near me, during a time when I can afford to attend. The James Ossuary is included in the exhibit!!! And I would really love to see that before I die…
“Discovering the World of Jesus
ATLANTA EXHIBITION | DEC 6, 2024 – JAN 31, 2025
Step back 2,000 years into the world of Jesus
Relive the moments that shaped history now with hundreds of priceless artifacts from the Holy Land, used by those who walked alongside Jesus and witnessed His miracles.”
[Visit the link to see what’s included in the exhibit.]
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Matt Roeske – cymatics, tanning beds, and the 1860s (43 mins):
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Nigel Watson (Finland/UK) – THE NHS IS FULL OF ANTI VAXXERS (12 mins):
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Andy the Gabby Cabby – Starmers VIRAL Moment And Greg Wallace (2 mins):
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And in my own life–
Valerie completed her painting on Monday night! This is a great thing, gang. She really, really needs to be painting right now. I am so happy for her.
And as far as my memoir research goes– yesterday, I posted about re-discovering the songs I’d written in the 1970s. Especially songs I’d written in 1974-1975. This is when I was 14 and 15 years old and I cannot get over the quality of the lyrics.
I was lucky enough to have English teachers in Jr. High School who really supported my writing. I wasn’t just writing in a vacuum. However, at home, it was just me alone in my room with my guitar, writing TONS of songs, all the time. The world in my room was always a whole other planet and, for the most part, a safe haven from my seriously abusive adoptive mother.
Well, yesterday, I mentioned a song I re-discovered, that I’d written a couple weeks before I attempted suicide, at age 14. And I was blown away by it. Because it was all there, you know?
I didn’t understand back then the concept of “suicide” or trying to kill oneself. I was not “suicidal” but, by reading over the lyrics, I so obviously needed an escape route. So much awful shit was happening in my life back then. It was relentless. (Except that, one week before I’d written the song, I’d seen the Rolling Stones in concert for the first time, up in Cleveland.)
I typed up the lyrics yesterday so that I could send them to a friend overseas, and I reprint them here for you now.
“Daughter of What Ought to Be”
(June 21, 1975 – Marilyn Joy Barck)
She walks past the window
The world is stopped in time
Dreams of a name brightly
Written ‘cross the sky.
She waits for a minute
Then opens up her eyes
She sees that she’s late now
So out the door she flies.
Her keys in her pocket
She’s walking down the stairs
Outside the feeling of
Summer in the air.
I know, for a second,
She sadly looks around
But sees that it’s useless
And moves on without a sound.
CHORUS:
The daughter of what ought to be
Not what she’d like to be
And she will never be set free
Because she’s a slave to what they
Said she ought to be,
Though she’s not what she wants to be
And she will never be set free.
There’s a war in her soul
A fire in her heart
An idea in her mind
A restless urge to fly.
A smile paints her face
A glow enters her eyes
There’s a bomb in her hand
But, no, how could she
Let down all her friends?
(REPEAT CHORUS)
The daughter of what ought to be
Not what she’d like to be
And she will never be set free
Because she’s a slave to what they
Said she ought to be,
Though she’s not what she wants to be
And she will never be set free.
I will probably type up more of the songs and include them in some way in the memoir. We’ll see. For now, 99% of them are handwritten on notebook paper, which is also an interesting feeling for me.
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All right, that’s it for now. I gotta see my favorite 94-year-old Japanese man today! So I gotta scoot.
Enjoy your Wednesday, wherever you are in the world, gang.
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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Looking back on it, and without getting maudlin about it, this song really sort of nails it for me — who I was and how I felt back in 1974/75.
Peter & Gordon, “A World Without Love” 1964.
“A World Without Love”
Please lock me away
And don’t allow the day
Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness
I don’t care what they say
I won’t stay in a world without love
Birds sing out of tune
And rain clouds hide the moon
I’m okay, here I’ll stay with my loneliness
I don’t care what they say
I won’t stay in a world without love
So I wait and in a while
I will see my true love smile
She may come, I know not when
When she does, I’ll lose
So baby until then
Lock me away
And don’t allow the day
Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness
I don’t care what they say
I won’t stay in a world without love
So I wait and in a while
I will see my true love smile
She may come, I know not when
When she does, I’ll know
So baby until then
Lock me away
And don’t allow the day
Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness
I don’t care what they say
I won’t stay in a world without love
I don’t care what they say
I won’t stay in a world without love
c – 1964 – Lennon & McCartney
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