From: Alfred Lehmberg <Lehmberg@snowhill.com> Date: Sat, 24 Apr 1999 07:01:14 -0500 Fwd Date: Sun, 25 Apr 1999 01:02:25 -0400 Subject: Alfred's Odd Ode #300 Apology to MW #300 (For April 24, 1999) I know a dark Knight of intelligence, friend. Involved to his neck in anomalous trends he fights the good fight, and he fights without end for the credence deserved by this thing that he's in. Dismissed with the fringe, his battle uphill, the mainstream's avoidance a sad, bitter pill, he strains and he struggles for reason's fair share; he wants some good answers; he questions; he dares! _Something's_ occurred that has strained his credulity. _Something's_ occurred -- to pretend is futility! The condition is global; it happens, transgender, to folks too disparate to fake it, remember! I know some myself. Honest folk, _most_ convincing that they have been TAKEN while TIME has gone *missing*. He has his own clarity, his head is a level. Were it me I should be, I'd think, hammered and beveled. But for all of the strangeness infecting his life, he seems to make use of its mind blowing strife. He turns it his way, and attempts to be positive, his vision is clear, so he dares interrogatives . He's driven, industrious, and charming when able. He knows what he wants -- industrious, capable . . . not strident, but ardent to a fine double stitch. Why, if he were a female -- we'd call him a bitch! <=D6>. How does he warrant his furious pace? How does he run, like he does, this mad race? How does he keep his composure refined in the face of digressions from purpose he finds? I can get angry at those that I love; I can lash out and rage if the push comes to shove. I can hurt feelings to further the ends I can see in a vision glad fate must portend! I can lose tolerance! I can lose _sight_ of a good contribution I make to this fight! But am I forgetting the ones on my team -- the ones standing by me through nightmare that dream? He fights draining battles without a reward. You'd think a Fir-mage would extend him support. You'd think he'd get funding for rational approaches that eschew new age craziness, confusers, and hoaxers. A lot like John Ford (?), he goes on like the bunny, but hopefully stays out of jail -- not funny. This gives me concern for his strength and intensity, and if he maintains it too "burn-out" propensity. He is _too_ valuable, his labor _too_ dear to fail in this time when the truth may be near. I hope he is resting, I hope he takes stock -- I hope he's been open to other's strange thoughts. He knows he's not Jesus, he's got half a brain. I'm hoping he's here, then, to hear the refrain. I shudder to think of his energy lost. I shudder to think of that terrible cost! I'm dreading the fracture I'm sure this would make in the work, the crusade, and to all that's at stake! A noble dark knight, he's tormented, Byronic -- accosted, assailed, by the charmless laconic. This -- knowing he suffers unjust disrespect. He *knows* some approaches suggested are wet. I know that his vision is clear and far out, but near in (though murky) secures the best clout. I'm hoping for victory -- this quest that he's in. He's a prince, a fine fellow, a leader -- a friend. I offer support of the best moral kind (as he has his own quest it is clear I have mine). I mirror his passion! I feel his creed. I know what _I_ need when I soar and I cleave! _I_ am enraged at the churlish complacent; _I_ find it hard, friend, to suffer a fool. _I_ am incensed that we're treated like mushrooms, and broken on purpose like mistreated tools! . . . And so hard to find good allies in this struggle we're in. This --_knowing_ patience bristles when support gets worn and thin. The efficacious talented are few, and far between, so support for them is _crucial_ or our QUEST remains a dream. Lehmberg@snowhill.com How does any ONE of us keep it together, _forgetting_ that some of this twitchy stuff likely happens? And the point is, is that we do. No, their justifications for our ignorance have some other design. Thank God for the courage of the efficacious talented -- the under appreciated dwindling few we listen for that truly devote themselves to the big paradigm changing questions, and have the courage to investigate that anomalous foam. Restore John Ford! -- Ponder the Wit & Wisdom of Ching Chow! View "Unstill Life" -- Animation . . . and more. Consider Matter, Mind & Movement. See the current HTML "Apology to MW" with illustration. Take a ride in the Teleporter. Explore "Alfred Lehmberg's Alien View" at his Fortunecity URL. http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/arecibo/46/ <Updated 24 April> John Ford Restoration Fund -- Send your checks and money orders to _me_, Alfred Lehmberg (cut out the lawyers, they got their's) at: 304 Melbourne Drive, Enterprise AL, 36330. Strict records kept. $350.00 pledged -- $150.00 collected! "I cleave the heavens, and soar to the infinite. What others see from afar, I leave far behind me." - Giordano Bruno, burned at the fundamentalist's stake.
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