Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
The Reformation of Wolfshausen
Teil Acht-und-Fünfzig
"Again he said unto me, prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, 'ye dry bones hear the word of the LORD.'"-Ezekiel 37:4 (Click at right to listen)
I'm thrilled that "The storm faded overnight and in the morning, a beam of sunlight levered open one eyelid on Vater Karl’s face."
I'm intoxicated from the "Wildflower perfume [which] managed to overcome damp hay and dead mice in the old man’s nose."
It was so much more than wonderful.
The thought of "Jeremiah with a piglet on his head like a helmet and a small sow in his arms like a sword" will fill every remaining minute of this weekend with such enjoyment that I'll watch ...
(with a "bright smile")
tomorrow's Winter Olympics games live from Vancouver, British Columbia.
"...Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise.... I'll come in again."
ReplyDeletePurdie Pyrate
Holy crap, man! You scared me to death. That was wonderful.
ReplyDeletePurdie Pyrate
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ReplyDeleteI'm thrilled that
"The storm faded overnight
and in the morning,
a beam of sunlight levered open
one eyelid on Vater Karl’s face."
I'm intoxicated from
the "Wildflower perfume
[which] managed to overcome
damp hay and dead mice
in the old man’s nose."
It was so much more than wonderful.
The thought of
"Jeremiah with a piglet on his head
like a helmet and a small sow
in his arms like a sword"
will fill every remaining minute
of this weekend with
such enjoyment
that I'll watch ...
(with a "bright smile")
tomorrow's Winter Olympics
games live from
Vancouver, British Columbia.
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Beautiful and poetic today. Several lines were as good a poem as any I've read anywhere.
ReplyDeleteBut dem dry bones pix gonna go. Gimmme the willies.
ReplyDeleteLoved this installation.
ReplyDeleteHappy Valentine's Day Dougie!
ReplyDeleteMy verifier is paireat! No sh*t!
Pair eat. Too perfect for V-day!
C'mon, aren't they pretty? Bonelace! What I hope is that they already were naked bones when were put around like that...
ReplyDeleterelyn - rely on my bones
did not read or listem yet,...first birthday of grandson/terry side...all well with gang ,,hope the same for you and yours...Peace
ReplyDeleteBless Bless
Nessa, I don't even know my own strength when it comes to macabre adventure.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the olympics, Karen. The biathlon was pretty cool for five minutes or so.
TLP, that lower picture is from the catacombs of the old mission in Cuzco, Peru. A memory from my adventurous youth that came into the story.
Thanks, Coop.
Thank you, TLP. I hope you and Dick had a good one. Valentine's Day, I mean.
Bonelace! That's a great word, Ariel. Did you invent it?
Bless bless, George. Enjoy your visit.
Ah yes, Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones.
ReplyDeleteAll good leaders are bone.
Napoleon Bone A Part for one!