Da Black Whole

Monday, April 11, 2011

Happy Trails to You

This old world keeps spinning around

it's a wonder tall trees ain't laying down

there comes a time





Dolores Mountain, Texas (dolor = sorrow or grief en espanol)




[April 10, 2011] DALLAS — A massive range fire burned as much as 125 sq. miles Saturday in West Texas, and firefighters were bracing for the possibility the situation could worsen Sunday because of dry, windy conditions. The enormous fire scorching largely Stonewall, King and Knox counties had become the largest in the nation, officials said Saturday . . . [T]he fire started in Presidio County on Saturday afternoon.












Pictured is Maria ("It's a Woman's Nation") Shriver, shown with pet bonobo, flashing Texas "long-horn" salute.


A few years ago at a friend's house, l.d. dreamed an enormous black dragon appeared in the evening sky, swooping towards his old catholic grammar school. Diving and circling.


Stunned schoolkids had to run for cover as worms rained down on their football pitch. From another report: Teacher David Crichton was leading a group of pupils playing football on an astroturf pitch at Galashiels Academy when dozens of the slimy creatures began plummeting from the sky.


Galashiels Academy is in Scotland. Celtic ga-la is a female name meaning "festival." Shiels simply identifies the huts, or shelters, beside the Ga-la river . . . so, gala was probably a water-goddess (nymph) sobriquet in origin. The area was heavily Pictish, thus matriarchal. Serpentfolk.


Ga-la, Ga-brielle, Ga-Ga (=dragon in Czech.)




(LOL!)


You can open your eyes now, Hillie. No Hope or Change.


He's a phake, just like you and pharaoh.


Say hi to the flying monkeys for l.d.! They are certainly real.


Here's Heil Hillary with her phoenix lapel-pin. Note color scheme vs. AZ flag.





























Gabrielle Giffords at Arizona Common Sense press conference















Flag of Japan (Rising Sun)


Twin Peeks. Rebuke du duex.


Said boy howdy, that thar's just ona common sense.


A bird is singing outside little dynamo's window, and although night comes on, it says the son is rising. No pretenders need apply.


Surely wickedness burns like a fire; it consumes briers and thorns,it sets the forest thickets ablaze so that it rolls upward in a column of smoke. By the wrath of the LORD Almighty the land will be scorched and the people will be fuel for the fire; no one will spare his brother.


On the right they will devour, but still be hungry; on the left they will eat but not be satisfied. Each will feed on the flesh of his own offspring. . . .


For to us a child is born; to us a son is given. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor. (Isaiah 9)


Many happy returns!



You and I, we were captured

we took our souls and we flew away

we were right, we were giving

that's how we kept what we gave away


(N. Young)

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