INTRANSIT
on Cormac Plays by Skamper
8 Jan 2008, 2:06 PM
Zero Mostell. Hah! Great stuff.
every minutes u described it was very intersting to me
I like it because of this lyric is more cinematic than the others
An aged wipe is but a paltry thing,
A tattered rag upon a stick, unless
Buttocks sally forth and cling, and bravely cling
To every blemmish on its scrunched up mess,
Nor is there parping school but studying
Monuments of its own brownificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Brownium.
From "Sailing to Brownium" by William Butler Yeats
Excuse me for asking, but is this poem about Amy Winehouse?
Beginning a new thread like a charismatic renewal of an old religion, this is an answer to atheists, a declaration of victory in the battle between enlightened secularism and Christianity. Or stated with recognition of human frailty, as Jesus taught to state, I preface anything I say with realization that Betelgeuse is 800 times the sunâs diameter and is so far away that nobody living today will see it, but only its light sent hundreds of years ago. And though it is unimaginably big and far, much greater things were flung by someone (Oh, sorry, that presumes too much.) My mistake, of course, is inferring God from science, instead of not-god from science.
Now where were we? Oh yes, we were relating morality and religion. Or stated another way, we were relating principles that hold society in harmony, with ideas about God. They seem unrelated to me, but I find it interesting that most religions hold the same morals in regard to stealing, killing, fraud, and the like. Religions differ on morals about the eating of bats, the covering of womenâs faces, and the killing of insects. The first set of morals derives from polite societyâs needs, and work just fine either couched in dogma or without religion. The second begin with writings and clericâs decrees. Just because these âmoralsâ get stuck into religion does not make them part of true religion. What could the eating of bats have to do with recognition of God? Jesus made this point clear, as anyone can see from reading him apart from later writings of his church. Christianity is about Christ (duh) not about superseded Old Testament texts or something a monk wrote in the fourteenth century.
In summary: donât get me started.
I don't like cummings so a comment would be unfair.
Couldn't He have just gone round to someone's house and cleaned up?
I closed my eyes, until they hurt,
And prayed it would go away,
But when, again, I opened my eyes,
This poem still looked really gay.
i like this. well done!
"Deep fascinations, shallow understanding" That ought to be everyone's goal
Answer to Question 1: none
Answer to Question 2: everyone
Get involved here: http://www.hopedevelopment.org/ or somewhere, else cry in your beer.
ok, but get the grammar right, it irks me.
Trucker terms, or Greek, who knows. I cycle with the biggest, rumba with the Macs. Parkour stumps me. Please, not over a fence. Fly ball and swerve on - I wont ask. Now, elope for a few on the server, I like. When ignorant, vote 7.
How many hopeless people are suffering ?
Within the voiceless world
and whoâs behind this show ?
whoâs that child ?
demonstrating the deep sense of famine
in the heart of the heartless world
Whoâs running this world ?
Why some folks canât raise their voice ?
As well as it raise so may questions
In their bare minds and also abomination
Far from the great expecation of human kind
Could we understand how they live ?
In the context of despairs
Or in the mataphore of the wasteland
Where you are blamed
To build their worlds upon the toxic wastland
And you started to obsever
What they react insead of the word â livingâ
All theyâre reactions or expermints on them
It has only one message after all
The show must go on
for your better life and world
You cant help yourself watching the opera
The opear of third world
Childernâre playing in the dumping ground
While you try to be more sympathetic
Because thatâs entertaining you
Itâs not the reality of your life
dealing with it ..itâs the dumping world
and a good senior of a opera
while the future is still bleak for them
day after day they face their fatal fate
you still dump things
and they die in the dumping grave
I've read this over and over--it's still good but I feel like somthing is missing. Maybe another stanza or make stanza two the last one?
I think Kipling said it best:
Take up the White Man's burdenâ
The savage wars of peaceâ
Fill full the mouth of Famine,
And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
(The end for others sought)
Watch sloth and heathen folly
Bring all your hope to nought.
That is why I shan't be donating.
Thank you so much for sharing your gift of literature. This is one of the excellentest poemes I have read today and it doesn't matter that it doesn't rhyme because not all poemes have to rhyme you idiot.