tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post4477159130849436081..comments2024-01-11T21:56:10.122+11:00Comments on The Daily Gaggle: Christmas is at war with usVesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15390020901033513032noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-73913389581442303392007-12-14T21:45:00.000+11:002007-12-14T21:45:00.000+11:00When you're sadand when you're lonelyand you haven...When you're sad<BR/>and when you're lonely<BR/>and you haven't got a friend<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>And all that you've held sacred,<BR/>falls down and does not mend<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>Not the end, not the end<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>When you're standing at the crossroads<BR/>that you cannot comprehend<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/>And all your dreams have vanished<BR/>and you don't know what's up the bend<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>Not the end, not the end<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>When the storm clouds gather 'round you,<BR/>and heavy rains descend<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>And there's no one there to comfort you,<BR/>with a helpin' hand to lend<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>Not the end, not the end<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>Oh, the tree of life is growing<BR/>Where the spirit never dies<BR/>And the bright light of salvation shines<BR/>In dark and empty skies<BR/><BR/>When the cities are on fire with the burning flesh of men<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>And you search in vain to find just one law abiding citizen<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/>Not the end, not the end<BR/>Just remember that death is not the end<BR/><BR/>-Bob DylanJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09793792829148051260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-2349097381342232792007-12-14T21:23:00.000+11:002007-12-14T21:23:00.000+11:00There shall come forth a shoot from the stump of J...There shall come forth a shoot from the stump of Jesse,<BR/>and a branch from his roots shall bear fruit.<BR/>[…]<BR/>He shall not judge by what his eyes see,<BR/>or decide disputes by what his ears hear,<BR/>but with righteousness he shall judge the poor,<BR/>and decide with equity for the meek of the earth;<BR/>and he shall strike the earth with the rod of his mouth,<BR/>and with the breath of his lips he shall kill the wicked.<BR/>[…]<BR/>The wolf shall dwell with the lamb,<BR/>and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat,<BR/>and the calf and the lion and the fattened calf together;<BR/>and a little child shall lead them.<BR/>The cow and the bear shall graze;<BR/>their young shall lie down together;<BR/>and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.<BR/>[…]<BR/>They shall not hurt or destroy<BR/>in all my holy mountain;<BR/>for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the LORD<BR/>as the waters cover the sea.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09793792829148051260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-16680718948956737452007-12-14T21:20:00.000+11:002007-12-14T21:20:00.000+11:00Bob Dylan saysDown over the window Comes the dazzl...Bob Dylan says<BR/><BR/>Down over the window <BR/><BR/>Comes the dazzling sunlit rays <BR/><BR/>Through the back alleys - through the blinds <BR/><BR/>Another one of them endless days <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>Honeybees are buzzin' <BR/><BR/>Leaves begin to stir <BR/><BR/>I'm in love with my second cousin <BR/><BR/>I tell myself I could be happy forever with her <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>I keep listenin' for footsteps <BR/><BR/>But I ain't hearing any <BR/><BR/>From the boat I fish for bullheads <BR/><BR/>I catch a lot, sometimes too many <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>A summer breeze is blowing <BR/><BR/>A squall is settin' in <BR/><BR/>Sometimes it's just plain stupid <BR/><BR/>To get into any kind of wind <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>The old men 'round here, sometimes they get <BR/><BR/>On bad terms with the younger men <BR/><BR/>But old, young, age don't carry weight <BR/><BR/>It doesn't matter in the end <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>One of the boss' hangers-on <BR/><BR/>Comes to call at times you least expect <BR/><BR/>Try to bully ya - strong arm you - inspire you with fear <BR/><BR/>It has the opposite effect <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town <BR/><BR/>The old one is long gone <BR/><BR/>Timber two-foot six across <BR/><BR/>Burns with the bark still on <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>They say times are hard, if you don't believe it <BR/><BR/>You can just follow your nose <BR/><BR/>It don't bother me - times are hard everywhere <BR/><BR/>We'll just have to see how it goes <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>My old man, he's like some feudal lord <BR/><BR/>Got more lives than a cat <BR/><BR/>Never seen him quarrel with my mother even once <BR/><BR/>Things come alive or they fall flat <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>You can smell the pine wood burnin' <BR/><BR/>You can hear the school bell ring <BR/><BR/>Gotta get up near the teacher if you can <BR/><BR/>If you wanna learn anything <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>Romeo, he said to Juliet, "You got a poor complexion. <BR/><BR/>It doesn't give your appearance a very youthful touch!" <BR/><BR/>Juliet said back to Romeo, "Why don't you just shove off <BR/><BR/>If it bothers you so much." <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>They all got out of here any way they could <BR/><BR/>The cold rain can give you the shivers <BR/><BR/>They went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee <BR/><BR/>All the rest of them rebel rivers <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>If you ever try to interfere with me or cross my path again <BR/><BR/>You do so at the peril of your own life <BR/><BR/>I'm not quite as cool or forgiving as I sound <BR/><BR/>I've seen enough heartaches and strife <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>My grandfather was a duck trapper <BR/><BR/>He could do it with just dragnets and ropes <BR/><BR/>My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth <BR/><BR/>I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>I had 'em once though, I suppose, to go along <BR/><BR/>With all the ring dancin' Christmas carols on all of the Christmas Eves <BR/><BR/>I left all my dreams and hopes <BR/><BR/>Buried under tobacco leaves <BR/><BR/>. <BR/><BR/>It's not always easy kicking someone out <BR/><BR/>Gotta wait a while - it can be an unpleasant task <BR/><BR/>Sometimes somebody wants you to give something up <BR/><BR/>And tears or not, it's too much to ask <BR/><BR/>.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09793792829148051260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-69849659765440140962007-12-14T21:15:00.000+11:002007-12-14T21:15:00.000+11:00Have a great Christmas Vest and Rosemaryand your b...Have a great Christmas Vest and Rosemary<BR/><BR/>and your brood tooJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09793792829148051260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-73558510092958424392007-12-14T21:11:00.000+11:002007-12-14T21:11:00.000+11:00How can you enjoy Christmas when the world is snow...How can you enjoy Christmas when the world is snowed in with sadness?<BR/><BR/>And it is indeed terrible. Millions starve as we eat.<BR/><BR/><BR/>JESUS loves u VESTJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09793792829148051260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-38812336760588462652007-12-14T00:46:00.000+11:002007-12-14T00:46:00.000+11:00A rather sad indictment of an overindulged society...A rather sad indictment of an overindulged society Vest?<BR/>It is of more excitement to the younger ones I'm sure ... my two younger nieces still get a kick out of it ... but we keep it low key and make it about family, rather than the retail Christmas Hype. <BR/>I hope you and yours enjoy it whatever way you choose to celebrate ... having an end of year holiday is always welcome here.<BR/>Merry Christmas!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11610993.post-31748691244261220612007-12-13T23:06:00.000+11:002007-12-13T23:06:00.000+11:00Good stuff vest. Are you staying at home or going ...Good stuff vest. Are you staying at home or going somewhere at Xmas? MIKE.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com