September

 

Another summer
Another vacation is over
A September morning,
With the sun and the smell of the clover

Down by the gate
We sit and we watch all our friends go by
And pretend we don't hear the bell,
That rings through the summer sky.

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Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends

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Do you remember
The 21st night of September?
Love was changin' the minds of pretenders
While chasin' the clouds away

Our hearts were ringin'
In the key that our souls were singin'
As we danced in the night, remember
How the stars stole the night away, oh, yeah

Holdin' hands with your heart to see you
Only blue talk and love, remember
How we knew love was here to stay

Now December
Found the love that we shared in September
Only blue talk and love, remember
The true love we share today

Hey, hey, hey
Ba-dee-ya, say, do you remember?
Ba-dee-ya, dancin' in September
Ba-dee-ya, never was a cloudy day
There was a
Ba-dee-ya (dee-ya, dee-ya), say, do you remember?
Ba-dee-ya (dee-ya, dee-ya), dancin' in September
Ba-dee-ya (dee-ya, dee-ya), golden dreams were shiny days

The bell was ringin', oh, oh
Our souls were singin'
Do you remember never a cloudy day? Yow

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September girls
Do so much
And for so long
'Till we touched
I love you, boy
Never mind
I've been crying
All the time

December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad

September girls
I don't know why
How can I deny
What's inside
Even though I
Keep away
They will love
All our days

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By all these lovely tokens, 

September days are here. 

With summer's best of weather and autumn's best of cheer

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September tries its best to have us forget summer

There is a clarity about September ... the sun seems brighter, the sky more blue, the white clouds take on marvelous shapes; the moon is a wonderful apparition, rising gold, cooling to silver; and the stars are so big

September is the other January.

September has come, it is hers whose vitality leaps in the autumn, whose nature prefers trees without leaves and a fire in the fireplace

Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul ... but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October

September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours, but in their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn

We know that in September, we will wander through warm winds of summer's wreckage

It was a lovely afternoon—such an afternoon as only September can produce when summer has stolen back for one more day of dream and glamour

I bear the Scales, where hang in equipoise 
The night and day; and whenunto my lips 
I put my trumpet, with its stress and noise 
Fly the white clouds like tattered sails of ships; 
The tree-tops lash the air with sounding whips; 
Southward the clamorous sea-fowl wing their flight; 
The hedges are all red with haws and hips, 
The Hunter's Moon reigns empress of the night.

There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green and the days are still warm, 

but somehow you know that it is all about to end,

 as if summer was holding its breath,

 and when it let it out again, it would be autumn

All the months are crude experiments, out of which the perfect September is made

End Of Summer

 

Summer came and left without a warning 

The candle burns at both ends
And summer heat can make you restless as the wind
So wild and free but seasons change
Where will you be when summer ends

Another summer
Another vacation is over
A September morning,
With the sun and the smell of the clover

Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?

When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware

That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair

We know that in September, we will wander through warm winds of summer's wreckage

It was a lovely afternoon—such an afternoon as only September can produce when summer has stolen back for one more day of dream and glamour

There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green and the days are still warm, 

but somehow you know that it is all about to end,

 as if summer was holding its breath,

 and when it let it out again, it would be autumn

the best of the summer gone, 

and the new fall not yet born. 

The odd uneven time.

September tries its best to have us forget summer

in memory of golden summer hours
and whispers of a summer sea.

By all these lovely tokens, 

September days are here. 

With summer's best of weather and autumn's best of cheer

 

Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul ... but I must confess that I love you only because you are a prelude to my beloved October

 

September has come, it is hers whose vitality leaps in the autumn, whose nature prefers trees without leaves and a fire in the fireplace

 

All the months are crude experiments, out of which the perfect September is made

September

 

I bear the Scales, where hang in equipoise 
The night and day; and whenunto my lips 
I put my trumpet, with its stress and noise 
Fly the white clouds like tattered sails of ships; 
The tree-tops lash the air with sounding whips; 
Southward the clamorous sea-fowl wing their flight; 
The hedges are all red with haws and hips, 
The Hunter's Moon reigns empress of the night.

 

We know that in September, we will wander through warm winds of summer's wreckage

September

 

 

September tries its best to have us forget summer

 Of all hidden things, 

I sing, 

waiting

for evening’s grace

Frank Bruno

 For Frank Bruno was becoming World Champion was his life's ambition 

He had three goes at it and lost 

To "Terrible" Tim Witherspoon 

To Tyson in their first match 

To Lennox Lewis

 Apart from these men, unbeaten World Champions, Frank only had one other Loss in his career, to James "Bonecrusher" Smith, a tenth round KO 

(note - Witherspoon was not Undefeated at the time Frank fought him - Tim had two professional losses at this point, to Pinklon Thomas, and to Larry Holmes)

 Frank had beaten all the other men he went up against, a record of 36-4 at the time of his loss to Lennox (Lennox being his 36th fight and 4th loss) 

He just could not beat those three men who stood between him and the belt 

Most men would have given up but Frank's heart was so big 

He went on to have three more fights and won them all 

Then he got his fourth shot at the belt against Oliver McCall - went the distance, all 12 rounds - and won on decision 

Frank Bruno was now World Heavyweight Champion 

After this it would have been fairer on Frank if he had the chance to have some title defence fights - win a few as defending Champion

 However Tyson had just come out of prison and wanted his belt back - the match was arranged and Frank lost his new belt to Tyson in their second fight, their rematch

 Frank retired with a record of 40-5 and never fought again .

Woman Just Slept with Another Man 

 

Comments full of the Beta males who have been "cheated on" or "betrayed"

You feel less of a man because she cheated on you - no - she "cheated" on you because you are less of a man Look at the Alphas - they are the men the women are "cheating" WITH Remember the man she has just been with has a larger penis than you He has more girth and has stretched her wider than you do - he made her feel it He is longer than you - he has been to a place inside her where you have never been - he goes deeper than you and she asked him for this "go deep - go where my husband can never go - then you should cum" that's what she has just can back from - that is what the "signs" are telling you she is not "yours" for you to be "cheated" on - she does not belong to you - she belongs to herself - she has chosen to share herself with another man - a a better man than you Her body, her choice Deal with it

  Upon the hill 

Drifts the noon’s single cloud, 

white, 

glaring, 

still

 Rust-colored 

the tall straggling briar, 

not one Rose left

 

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm’d

 

Hot summer streets

And the pavements are burning
I sit around

Trying to smile
But the air is so heavy and dry

The city is crowded
My friends are away
And I'm on my own

It's too hot to handle
So I got to get up and go

 These brown summer grasses?

The only remains

of "invincible" warriors ...

—Matsuo Basho

 

Laziness kills Ambition 

Anger kill Wisdom 

Fear kills Dreams 

Ego kills Growth 

Jealousy kills Peace 

Doubt kills Confidence 

reverse those 

Ambition kills Laziness 

Wisdom kills Anger 

Dreams kill Fear 

Growth kills Ego 

Peace kills Jealousy 

Confidence kills Doubt 

 A few friends, but they are in cities.   

Drinking cold snow-water from a tin cup 

 Across rocks and meadows

Swarms of new flies

 

over the green fields wilted down

under your blaze, these

thirsty unruly plants grow a jungle domesticity

to protect their fruit

 

God of the idle heat, 

in this glaring road

you dominate all

 Medical textbooks from the Middle Ages contained a chart called "The Sphere of Life and Death."

 Doctors used it to predict health outcomes based only on a patient's name. 

The sphere was based on numerology, the Zodiac, the moon and starts. 

It's pseudo-science compared to modern metrics. 

But humans have always craved certainty. 

Diagnosis, prognosis, genetic predisposition. 

They're all ways of placing ourselves on the sphere.

 We ask science to protect us from the simplest fact of life: it's full of surprises. 

We trust science to predict the future. 

But even so, surprises are the only thing we can count on. 

Sometimes surprises are good. 

They lift you up and make life exquisite. 

But then there's the other kind of surprise, when the bottom drops out. 

However desperate you might be, don't look to the stars. 

Because they can't help you now.

 

 When the worst of our fears are realized, when everything we’ve counted on has disappeared, something still drives us to try to fix the past, or to find our future, when the only thing that needs our attention is the present. 

And its infinite possibilities.

 God of the idle heat, in this glaring road

you dominate all.

And over the green fields wilted down

under your blaze, these

thirsty unruly plants grow a jungle domesticity

to protect their fruit.

Of all hidden things, I sing, waiting

for evening’s grace

Eye Of The Tiger

 People talk about how Sly and the producers wanted to use Another One Bites The Dust

 Whether Queen pulled out last minute or just never agreed in the first place gets debated 

It makes more sense to have an original song written for the film 

Sly chose Survivor to write this 

Then he used them again when they did Burning heart for Rocky 4 

As Eye Of The Tiger was the subtitle to Rocky 3 this makes more sense 

Did Queen get asked to write a song or songs for the film

 They wrote a song for Flash

 Then an album for Highlander 

Emilio Estevez asked Jon Bon Jovi for permission to use Wanted Dead Or Alive for Young Guns 2 

Jon refused

 Which worked out best for the same reason Queen refused

 So Jon wrote the original song Blaze Of Glory 

Which is the subtitle of the film

 Same story as this Jon ended up doing a whole album for Young guns, as Queen did with Highlander

 Was AOBTD really going to be The song for the film 

When having a song called EOTT specially written, with lyrics that are about boxing and the film and Rocky himself would be so much better

Saturday August 9: 

Sturgeon Moon

 

Youth, 

it passes 

While age 

is collected

 

Love has gone, tears are here, nothing left

Suddenly she's glad he can't see her face

Youth, it passes while age is collected

 

Even now I believe for the most part, love is about choices

It's about putting down the poison and the dagger and making your own happy ending

Most of the time

 And that sometimes despite all your best choices and all your best intentions

 fate wins anyway

Val Kilmer Batman

 Val Kilmer was such as powerful actor he truly had that A list screen presence, he was going to be great in this 

A unique version of Batman and Bruce Wayne at that stage of his life

 If he had gone onto the next film we could have seen what he did with that story instead of Clooney 

Michael Keaton was the OG Batman in his two films and it was a pity he didn't get a trilogy 

And it is a pity Val didnt do Batman and Robin then go onto the fifth film, his trilogy, and talk is that film would have featured Scarecrow

If you watch the deleted scene with Bruce and Alfred you see a great character development with Bruce, some depth and understanding

  Never say, "It's quiet," unless you want to be blamed when all the pagers go off. 

And if you finish the coffee in the lounge, it's on you to refill it. 

 Anhedonia is the lack of interest, enjoyment or pleasure from life's experiences. 

You may not want to spend time with others or do activities that previously made you happy. 

Anhedonia is a common symptom of many mental health conditions.

 It's normal when your interests change throughout your life.

Anhedonia

 

Masochism is more widespread than we realize because it takes an attenuated form. 

The basic dynamism is as follows:

 a human being sees something bad which is coming as inevitable. There is no way he can halt the process; he is helpless. This sense of helplessness generates a need to gain some control over the impending pain -- any kind of control will do. 

This makes sense; the subjective feeling of helplessness is more painful than the impending misery.

 So the person seizes control over the situation in the only way open to him: he connives to bring on the impending misery; he hastens it. 

This activity on his part promotes the false impression that he enjoys pain. Not so. It is simply that he cannot any longer endure the helplessness or the supposed helplessness. 

But in the process of gaining control over the inevitable misery he becomes, automatically, anhedonic. 

Anhedonia sets in stealthily. 

Over the years it takes control of him. For example, he learns to defer gratification; this is a step in the dismal process of anhedonia. 

In learning to defer he gratification he experiences a sense of self-mastery; he has become stoic, disciplined; he does not give way to impulse. He has "control".

 Control over himself in terms of his impulses and control over the external situation. He is a controlled and controlling person. 

Pretty soon he has branched out and is controlling other people, as part of the situation. He becomes a manipulator. 

Of course, he is not consciousily aware of this; all he intends to do is lessen his own sense of impotence.

 But in his task of lessening this sense, he insidiously overpowers the freedom of others.

 Yet, he derives no pleasure from this, no positive psychological gain; all his gains are essential negative.

 

instead of closing your eyes and delaying the inevitable, 

find someone to hold your hand and face it with you.