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My Blog, My Library

Forums are a free-for-all, open to everyone, and few rules at all.

But blogs are individual and personal. You blog about what you like and hope perhaps others will be entertained, informed or at least stimulated by it.

For each of us, our blog is what we envision it to be. For some, a kitchen, to others, a Rosegarden, to yet others a river bank, and so forth.

For me, it is a library.
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A public library, to be sure, where patrons are welcome to come in and browse and read.

Unlike a real library, you can chat all you like. You can even have your favorite beverage or snack as you attend. And somewhat like the magic rooms in Hogwarts, it can address itself to your own particular needs.

For some, that would be the Hall of the Akashic records...
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For others, it can be a deep dive into history..
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However, like libraries in the real world, it has some basic rules of common decency. If you come in and raise a fuss, stinking of BO and urine, unending the tables and insulting the other patrons, you will be escorted to the door.

You will be free to scream and shout and argue with the other stinky vagrants in the back alley, maybe warm yourself by the 55-gallon drum fire, and drink cheap liquor out of a paper bag-wrapped bottle.
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But not in the Library.

Every day rules of decent behavior apply.

Pretty simple actually.

Comments (28)

one thing that relaxes me is being curled up and listening to pages being turned. otherwise i prefer researching a subject that intrigues me over a fictional story
Well, there's a perfect reading nook for you. You can have your cup of tea handy with kitty wrapped around your feet.
Wow..I like your new library, Beau.

I used to visit the Akashic Records, but I don't need to anymore.

Some people can do naughty things in a library too.
I knew a woman who used to date men in the library and...I leave the rest to your imagination. wink
Well, there were some Easter Eggs in that blog. I think you found one.

And I have a soft spot in my heart for librarians. I once knew a long-haired heavy breasted one who could have easily have posed for the art gracing a WWII bomber.

I checked her out.
my bust doth disappoint but i have a well endowed brain for the eccentric
ps Russian Caravan is my favorite tea
It's not a requirement. Just a preference.

The sexiest part of a woman is between her ears.
i have discovered, where i lack is made up for elsewhere

Nov. 2015


I'm not an angel or warrior
or a flower or fairy
just flesh and bone
i don't listen to an other's fantasy

I'm not a wolf or a bird
i would like to be a bird
that never touches down
that watches rippling shadows

there is not an evil monster
or a name for another
other than his name
nothing mystical about such lives

i am not a pretty picture
with a motivational saying
in fancy fonts and swirly scrolls
meant to lift the spirits of the dead

only flesh and bone
Shuffled cards like leaves
On tables
Life lines and love lines
Fingerprints on drinking glasses
Difficult to read
Shuffled cards
Bent corners
Curved and smooth
Skate upon vintage tables
Tapping toes while
Fortune is read
While autumn's wind
Draws from the deck

The Green of Them

He sang the blues
Fingers pressing on chords
And she felt every subtle touch
Of singular finger print upon string
She was seduced while a Rickenbacker neck was

She was a sunny yellow
Blonde hair, flowing
Dripping down her neck
Falling between golden shoulder blades
In a braid laced with daisies
Since she went to San Francisco

They met
After so many years
And the colors didn’t fade
They blended after so many years
His blues and her yellows
Sad songs lit with rays of the sun

Sweet singer of the blues
She smells of petals
From the past and the present
Never fading
The blending to the blues and
Making love into heavenly greens
Oh nice!

Poetry reading in the foyer!
would you like another?
i thought you ditched me so i did a blog tongue
Of course not.

Work intervened. I am playing hooky from work when I'm blogging.

In the meantime, here's one which I love:

A well known military aviation poem "High Flight", written by John G. Magee on September 3, 1941. The version that most nearly follows the original manuscript is as follows:


Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds,-and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of-wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor ever eagle flew-
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God

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Magee was born in Shanghai, China, of missionary parents-an American father and an English mother, and spoke Chinese before English. He was educated at Rugby school in England and at Avon Old Farms School in Connecticut. He won a Scholarship to Yale, but instead joined the Royal Canadian Air Force in late 1940, trained in Canada, and was sent to Britain. He flew in a Spitfire squadron and was killed on a routine training mission on December 11, 1941.

The sonnet above was sent to his parents written on the back of a letter which said, "I am enclosing a verse I wrote the other day. It started at 30,000 feet, and was finished soon after I landed." He also wrote of his course ending soon and of his then going on operations, and added, "I think we are very lucky as we shall just be in time for the autumn blitzes(which are certain to come)."
ok, just because i like you

Strange gods

The alien suited up in Caucasian female human
And sat at a quiet table with
A Starbucks, to blend in

It was on a study program
Location, LA International Airport
The latest Samsung tablet in hand

It took notes
Verbatim for hours
Promoting the question, "what is God?"

When the passenger collided baggage
With a man in uniform
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!"

When a man embraced a woman
Staring deeply into her eyes
"My God, I have missed you"

When a business man shouted
And slapped his ticket on the counter
"God damn it! My flight was confirmed!"

And, when a man bought a toothbrush
At the souvenir shop, complaining
"God damn airline lost my luggage"

It wrote all of this down
Thinking to itself
"This planet has a lot of Gods"
i just saw your poem. it mentions God too. my intuition sometimes amazes me
Hey! I spotted your alien!

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The meaning of spring

Sharp shoots pierce the thaw
An ice pick cramping
From frozen womb
The birthing, follows frigid wounds
With healing from a tulip's bloom
Thank you.
Your courtesan

I am your courtesan
I will wrap you in the finest of silk
Of legs scented with spice and orchids
Bring you a heat made from kindled
Juniper and sage
While speaking of sage wisdom of the
Failed love combined with optimistic flight
I am your courtesan
Making light of love while loving the light
Of sunrise and coffee
Of sleepy eyes waking
Of morning kisses and soft sheets, holding
As lovers, I am your body to hold and

More of the dazzling, rapier-like repartee typical of Leftist Intelligentsia.

If I'm Not Mistaken - A comment to I referred has disappeared -
The one with the TP Rolls forming a Sheep ... dunno

Why yes, Mic,

Security ushered a BO-reeking, urine-smelling vagrant out the back and tossed it into the back alley.

It's much happier there, I trust.

I've got stuff to do this weekend and in the early part of this week.

Pardon our locks while we're away.

Seems normal folks just can't nice things any more.

Here's something interesting:

Have there been any court cases challenging library policies by people claiming they have the right to be in the library, regardless of any policies?
A. Yes. The most well known case addressing the exclusion of people from a library is from the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Third Circuit, Kreimer v. Bureau of Police for Morristown, 958 F.2d 1242 (3d Cir. 1992). The Third Circuit covers New Jersey and Pennsylvania and, as such, its decisions are not binding on New Hampshire federal courts. (To date, no federal or state court cases in New Hampshire have considered the issue of the constitutionality of library policies.)

Mr. Kreimer was a homeless man who was forced to leave the library because he violated established library policies on acceptable behaviors (his unacceptable behaviors included staring at and following patrons, and talking loudly to himself and others) and because his odor was often so offensive that it prevented the library patrons from using certain areas of the library and prevented library employees from performing their jobs. Id. at 1247.

Mr. Kreimer filed suit in federal court claiming his First Amendment right "to receive information and ideas" was violated as a result of the library's rules. While the Court agreed that receiving information is a First Amendment right, it found the library's hygiene and appearance and loitering policies constitutional because public libraries have a significant interest in ensuring that all patrons can use facilities to the maximum extent possible during its regularly scheduled hours. Id. at 1264. Moreover, the Court found that the rules promoted the library's interest in maintaining its facilities in a sanitary and attractive condition. Id.


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