Sunday, September 30, 2007

Guest Post Featuring Franscud

7:12 PM 0 Comments
Blog Site: Caught In The Stream


Dated: Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Not wasting a chance to reference T.S. Eliot

Today marks the 119th anniversary of the birth of Thomas Stearns Eliot, the great modernist poet and dramatist probably best remembered for his controversial work The Waste Land. Published in 1922 and arising out of the devastation of World War I, many associate the poem with a post-bellum European mood of despair and a sense of societal spiritual decay. Hidden in the complex verse is a seed of hope, however; one that I too try to grasp in our own time of overwhelming cynicism.

There is much about life in 21st century America that makes me imagine a wasted future: Our economy mired in fossil-fueled denial; Our resources consumed by endless war; Our fears stoked in hate filled fantasies; Our rights eroded by violence addicted leaders; Our minds undone by our own indifference; Our souls corrupted by false righteousness.

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
(Lines 19-30)
Within that seemingly barren context, though, there is a real possibility for change and growth. Our fatalistic attitudes lag behind the pace of positive social developments; feeling alienated, isolated, and alone behind our self-built prison walls we are blind to the new empowering opportunities for connection, belonging and shared experience. For within the dying carcass of old habits grows the germ of a new idea. By casting aside our former modes of seeing, we can envision a new world sprouting through the cracked and arid earth.
In this decayed hole among the mountains
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
There is the empty chapel, only the wind's home.
It has no windows, and the door swings,
Dry bones can harm no one.
Only a cock stood on the rooftree
Co co rico co co rico
In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
Bringing rain
(Lines 385-394)


Click here to see the full text of the poem


Originally Written and Posted by franscud

Permission to Reprint Granted to Binding Ink

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Informed Voters Make the Difference

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Know the 2008 Presidential Candidates: Democrat, Republican, Other

Visit Vote Smart for each Candidate complete bio, etc.

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Abortion
Budget & Economy
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Corporations
Crime
Drugs
Education
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Environment
Families & Children
Foreign Policy
Free Trade Government Reform
Gun Control
Health Care
Homeland Security
Immigration
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Jobs
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Social Security
Tax Reform
War & Peace
Welfare & Poverty

Get Informed, Make A Difference


Signed Author

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Someone Left The Cake Out In The Rain

4:36 PM 3 Comments

Using Blog Interviewer's new widget Blog Rush, a widget to rush traffic to your site; I found this post called The War on Cakes that almost explains the incompetence of our Nations' politics, real sweet. Than toward the end the post goes flat and gets real sap soggy, like what happened Bro?

I’m not promoting the blog itself, just the post. However; if you want to use the new Blog Interviewer widget, write me so I can send you an invite and ndpthepoetress earns credits!

Signed Author

Saturday, September 08, 2007

It Was Blogged To Happen-Women

8:07 PM 2 Comments
Long ago whence I first began posting on my blog site and what seemed like a lengthy time afterwards, I received my first comment. Excited, I followed the link from my Commenter and found a wonderfully delightful blog site, now called In Search of Isis. There were posted poems, posts with humor, and much more enjoyment in-between. Since; I have had the pleasure of reading many posts at “In Search of Isis” and amidst the written words, I caught small glimpses of a man known only as eastcoastdweller. A guy with vast interests such as being intrigued with insects, petrifiedly saving a loathsome bat, he has a fondness for the classics, poetry, music, and he is a man addicted to cigarette smoke. In his own words, he is a “capnolagiac -- a man who finds a woman's smoking to be incredibly, intensely erotic.” A man who perhaps one day may “summon the courage to pay some hotel room escort to blow her cigarette smoke at me until I die in ecstasy from a secondhand nicotine overdose.” Yes, my Friends this is the spectacular one of a kind, eastcoastdweller! A Guy who realizes that “men who love Women love Their ears right along with the rest of the miracle that is Her.”


Throughout his various posts I have had the pleasure to experience this Gentleman’s mannerism of articulating his great respect, admiration for us Women and our sites. Since his sidebar links have lengthened to include a number of Women’s sites. And so recently eastcoastdweller has decided to expand his Blog Site to include all us Woman! In his own words:


New concept for this blog


I had an idea this morning, an exciting idea – perhaps fueled in part by my happy mood since Sweetie’s sinus infection appears to be very minor this time. Thank heaven for Advil and the 24-hour Walgreen’s that sold it to me late last night. I’d crawl into hell on my hands and knees or at least make a middle of the night drive for my Goddess’ sake.


This blog exists to celebrate, adore, empower, uplift and rejoice in the magnificence of, Women. Not just magazine models – all Women, for every Woman in the world is beautiful in Her own way, a being of incredible power and potential and worth.


That is why I exist, too, to share this important message, and it is my joy and my passion.


Lovely red-headed Dawn (whose blog I have not visited in a day or two – sorry Dawn, I promise to visit tonight!) has offered me technical guidance in setting up a website that will be dedicated to the above goal, in a way that a blog cannot.


But this blog will continue along with that site. And I had an idea this morning to share the steering wheel.


What if Isis could become a true community where trusted Ladies who visit here often, could have posting privileges alongside me, posting whatever came into Their brilliant minds, plugging Their own delightful blogs shamelessly, adding appropriate links, adding resources that They, as Women, believe are important for other Women?


Can you imagine the cybervoices of possibly hundreds of Women, sharing each other's concerns, offering advice on everything that matters to Women, right here on this little blog?


I am so excited about this idea that I could burst. What do you all think?


Related post: Progress of "For the Love of Woman"


I am happy here at Binding Ink to share the news with you all that "For the Love of Woman" has been launched! And I invite each and everyone to please come and enjoy!


"For the Love of Woman"


“A circle of Sisters on the web and a few blessed men who rejoice to know Them. A safe place. A helpful place. For the glory of Women, the progress of Women, the uplift of Women and the health of Women in body, mind and spirit.”

Co-Authors:
  • ...Kat
  • -Jeane Michelle Culp
  • yek
  • Christy
  • Laura Stamps
  • PixieDust
  • Nadiyya
  • Lyn
  • Lone Grey Squirrel
  • eastcoastdweller
  • Carmen
  • Dawn


  • Sunday, September 02, 2007

    Labor Day Working Together

    11:32 AM 2 Comments
    Labor Day, a Federal Holiday Day for the Working to be off from their daily chores. A three day week-end for some! Yet for many this is just another day, as they must work. For that we Thank them, especially those in the Military whom are unable to enjoy this time, as they continue to uphold their duties to America and all us Citizens. Even on this Holiday, the “Mission of Love” continues to spread throughout the Blog World - Blogosphere on the Wings of The Blog Fairy and from our hearts. For Love is not a task, rather a gift to everyone - every day; around the internet and beyond; as such a precious gift flows into our daily lives. And so as some celebrate this Holiday, let us not forget all the Armed Forces nor Love; let us continue to work and work together, unite-united hand in hand!


    LETS WORK TOGETHER


    Let's Work Together by Canned Heat

    Together we'll stand
    Divided we'll fall
    Come on now people
    Let's get on the ball
    And work together
    Come on, come on
    Let's work together
    (Now now people)
    Because together we will stand
    Every boy, every girl and man
    People, when things go wrong
    As they sometimes will
    And the road you travel
    It stays all uphill
    Let's work together
    Come on, come on
    Let's work together
    You know together we will stand
    Every boy, girl, woman and man
    Oh well now, two or three minutes
    Two or three hours
    What does it matter now
    In this life of ours
    Let's work together
    Come on, come on
    Let's work together
    (Now now people)
    Because together we will stand
    Every boy, every woman and man
    Ahhh, come on now...
    Ahhh, come on, let's work together...
    Well now, make someone happy
    Make someone smile
    Let's all work together
    And make life worthwhile
    Let's work together
    Come on, come on
    Let's work together
    (Now now people)
    Because together we will stand
    Every boy, girl, woman and man
    Oh well now, come on you people
    Walk hand in hand
    Let's make this world of ours
    A good place to stand
    And work together
    Come on, come on
    Let's work together
    (Now now people)
    Because together we will stand
    Every boy, girl, woman and man
    Well now together we will stand
    Every boy, girl, woman and man