After Li Po While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead I played at the front gate, pulling flowers. You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse, You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums. And we went on living in the village of Chokan: Two small people, without dislike or suspicion. At fourteen I married My Lord you. I never laughed, being bashful. Lowering my head, I looked at the wall. Called to, a thousand times, I never looked back. At fifteen I stopped scowling, I desired my dust to be mingled with yours Forever and forever and forever. Why should I climb the lookout? At sixteen you departed, You went into far Ku-to-en, by the river of swirling eddies, And you have been gone five months. The monkeys make sorrowful noise overhead. You dragged your feet when you went out, By the gate now, the moss is grown, the different mosses, Too deep to clear them away! The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind. The paired butterflies are already yellow with August Over the grass in the West garden; They hurt me. I grow older. If you are coming down through the narrows of the river Kiang, Please let me know beforehand, And I will come out to meet you As far as Cho-fu-sa.
Let the Jews pay reparations for their slandering of the Germans
I donated and YOU should too…
I am against Universalism, Egalitarianism. I am FOR Nationalism, Socialism and IDENTITY. Nations, the people, have a right to decide who they are. I am sick and tired of my government’s Imperialism, my country’s 1% Jewish Imperialism. I support Soral.
Truth…if you can handle it
Originally posted on a.nolen:
A little thought experiment today.
I watched a documentary called How Art Made the World: The Day Pictures Were Born (BBC 2005). It offers a theory of how 2-D pictures were invented: prehistoric peoples in Spain and France experienced sensory deprivation in dark caves and wanted to “nail down” the hallucinations they saw. This is why paintings are usually of impressive animals (food-type, like Bison and hunter-type, like lions) OR of strange abstract, repeated patterns. Example below.
Richard Edmondson’s post.
Many thanks to Richard Edmondson for his excellent blog.
Originally posted on Fig Trees and Vineyards:
Are the French finally fed up with being threatened with arrest and jail should they question the holocaust? Are they finally fed up with French government officials bowing and kissing the hands of Israeli leaders while issuing harsh penalties against French citizens they deem guilty of “anti-Semitism”?