Verily Democrats and Republicans are the Dexter and Sinister aspects of the same warlord’s shield, often drawn to battle together, but always remaining true to their armorial bearings. Though by Earthly needs and deeds little differenced, but when cast upon the new field are by the passions and temperament cleaved to their ilk, some to their brethren on the Fields of Martial Paradise, others to Elysian Fields of Hope. The most martialist by vehemency drove the noble Indian from the Great Plains, even beyond the Happy Hunting Grounds and cause the savage to pitch his wild tent within the circle of the Great Lodge, so in death made the dark paleface yet in the heavens his destiny manifest by false gain. Nay, not to purge the lusts and quell earthly fervor, but to marshal for further conquest and give new impulse to his ardor did he seek to employ his spoil. Besot now with the liquor of victory in great wars, and flourish of prosperity, fell he upon his great unfinished work, his unpossesed earthen territories. First to stake by claim the words of freedom’s utterance of Paine and Jefferson and Lincoln, absorbed in deaf ears. Thence to bloat the prideful breast with the veneer of bravery and legend, shaved from the sapling tree of youthful sacrifice. Then to boodle, pressed from the grapes of peace, fruit of the vine of paranoia. Therefrom steeled the arms of indolent privilege by usury, arbitrage and avarice, and trickle their avidity to the common man. And consequent to unpunished waste formed a nation of proselytes to the religion of wanton excess, and issued forthwith to the cleric a counterfeit credential from the order of mammon. Then placed upon the Capitoline perch the bane of a blunted prophet, a woeful man of doom on the earthly see of politics and might. Proceeded forth to incestuously inseminate this daemon man with daemon spirit, and multiply horrors. Goad our brothers in flesh to pique, thus to crusade against their troubles, and plunder their treasure. Harsh denouement cannot follow far behind to emend this wild and treacherous gallivant. Dare we dream that some contingent of Dexter Fellows persevered beyond the clutches of this hellish heaven to seek the refuge of the Redman’s circle, and even now plead for us? Or have we impoverished our store of grace as completely as our fool has squandered his political capital? Let us hope that a rain of fire does not bring an answer to that question.
Myleene
Friday, February 16, 2007
A Tale Of Two Heavens
Verily Democrats and Republicans are the Dexter and Sinister aspects of the same warlord’s shield, often drawn to battle together, but always remaining true to their armorial bearings. Though by Earthly needs and deeds little differenced, but when cast upon the new field are by the passions and temperament cleaved to their ilk, some to their brethren on the Fields of Martial Paradise, others to Elysian Fields of Hope. The most martialist by vehemency drove the noble Indian from the Great Plains, even beyond the Happy Hunting Grounds and cause the savage to pitch his wild tent within the circle of the Great Lodge, so in death made the dark paleface yet in the heavens his destiny manifest by false gain. Nay, not to purge the lusts and quell earthly fervor, but to marshal for further conquest and give new impulse to his ardor did he seek to employ his spoil. Besot now with the liquor of victory in great wars, and flourish of prosperity, fell he upon his great unfinished work, his unpossesed earthen territories. First to stake by claim the words of freedom’s utterance of Paine and Jefferson and Lincoln, absorbed in deaf ears. Thence to bloat the prideful breast with the veneer of bravery and legend, shaved from the sapling tree of youthful sacrifice. Then to boodle, pressed from the grapes of peace, fruit of the vine of paranoia. Therefrom steeled the arms of indolent privilege by usury, arbitrage and avarice, and trickle their avidity to the common man. And consequent to unpunished waste formed a nation of proselytes to the religion of wanton excess, and issued forthwith to the cleric a counterfeit credential from the order of mammon. Then placed upon the Capitoline perch the bane of a blunted prophet, a woeful man of doom on the earthly see of politics and might. Proceeded forth to incestuously inseminate this daemon man with daemon spirit, and multiply horrors. Goad our brothers in flesh to pique, thus to crusade against their troubles, and plunder their treasure. Harsh denouement cannot follow far behind to emend this wild and treacherous gallivant. Dare we dream that some contingent of Dexter Fellows persevered beyond the clutches of this hellish heaven to seek the refuge of the Redman’s circle, and even now plead for us? Or have we impoverished our store of grace as completely as our fool has squandered his political capital? Let us hope that a rain of fire does not bring an answer to that question.
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My inaugural address at the Great White Throne Judgment of the Dead, after I have raptured out billions! The Secret Rapture soon, by my hand!
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Pegalys, I just read your 1st comment on Hanchett's "law of the jungle" post, and wanted to commend you for hitting the nail directly on the head. You are a blessing, and you seem to have a very clear vision. We all have peices of the puzzle. Stephen was the first to warn of what would come (he write his first Bush-antichrist site in 1999), and yet it does seem at times that he doesn't quite believe his own words. Great Job!
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