Polaris: Another New World Nursery Rhyme from Papa Possum.
If you are one of many who believe that disbelieving everything which our ruling class claims is now a matter of survival, this one is for you.
A new work from Papa Possum.
Enjoy, or not.
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Polaris
(A sailor's song)
A sailor's song for us at sea
in times when spirits sag
for us heirs of Aeneas 'neath
John Locke's or Gadsden's flag
in times when seas bid welcome down
to Davy Jones' tomb,
this song of sweet Polaris:
star to point away from doom.
When Charon's ferry forward becks
to follow and obey;
Scylla, Charybdis starboard, port
are placed to block our way;
Kraken breaking the surface aft,
a course may still be found
with sure and sweet Polaris:
star to point to solid ground.
A steady star within the night
for us who choose to see,
for us who heed Historia
and still hear Liberty,
an “A is A” to base all else,
a truth to steer us by -
*this*: each word from our ruling class
is guaranteed a lie.
an “A is A” to base all else,
a truth to steer us by -
*this*: each word from our ruling class
is guaranteed a lie.
Polaris, Copyright © 2014 Papa Possum
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Hear the audio stream here: http://papapossum.blogspot.com/2014/10/p...
A new work from Papa Possum.
Enjoy, or not.
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Polaris
(A sailor's song)
A sailor's song for us at sea
in times when spirits sag
for us heirs of Aeneas 'neath
John Locke's or Gadsden's flag
in times when seas bid welcome down
to Davy Jones' tomb,
this song of sweet Polaris:
star to point away from doom.
When Charon's ferry forward becks
to follow and obey;
Scylla, Charybdis starboard, port
are placed to block our way;
Kraken breaking the surface aft,
a course may still be found
with sure and sweet Polaris:
star to point to solid ground.
A steady star within the night
for us who choose to see,
for us who heed Historia
and still hear Liberty,
an “A is A” to base all else,
a truth to steer us by -
*this*: each word from our ruling class
is guaranteed a lie.
an “A is A” to base all else,
a truth to steer us by -
*this*: each word from our ruling class
is guaranteed a lie.
Polaris, Copyright © 2014 Papa Possum
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Hear the audio stream here: http://papapossum.blogspot.com/2014/10/p...
That is a major riddle,
Why bagel's centers are a naught,
"Cause they have an excluded middle.
There was a lady who called herself Rand,
Who wrote fiction with great conviction,
She could write pages like grains of sand,
With aplomb and non-contradiction.
--Curmudgeon Crank
for us who choose to see..." :)
I walk around distracted and morose for days while one of these things is assembling in my back brain.
I wonder if the neighbors are starting to ask yet, "Why is the new guy pacing in his yard?"
Luckily, we have a pretty high fence.
Shanty?
Sure, why not.
Jan
It might be dark, but it's a place to start.
It is by the brightest of stars that one navigates in the dark.
If they are in shadow all may be lost.
You have given us a bright thought to illuminate the path. Sometimes, that is all one can do.
Jan
Popping into my head is the despicable Harry Reid saying, with a heartless smile, that complaints made by folks financially crippled by Obamacare were "Republican lies."
The following is what I first wrote before I became moved to write what you just read upstairs, which is--ahem!--That poem becomes a new reason I'm glad I became fascinated with classical mythology when I was about 15.