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To: N who wrote (3003)	3/8/1999 6:48:00 PM
From: Bear Down	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13015

"I don't let anybody rent space in my head" From some guy on candid camera that refused to get upset when he got ripped off and was questioned why

To: N who wrote (3003)	3/9/1999 6:10:00 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13015

Beginning And so she was there, Talking with her eyes So I could not hear, The scars upon her face Beautiful--Dainty--Clean, Speaking more loudly Of a brutal time, A time of sharp edges, White pain. Douglas S Johnson transformations ---==--- The Crow's Head Robert Bly-What Have I Ever Lost By Dying Supper time. I leave my cabin and start toward the house.Something blowing among the tree trunks...... My frail impulses go to shelter behind thin trees, or sail with the wind. A day of solitude over......the time when after long hours alone, I sit with my children, and feel them near.........At what I want to do I fail fifty times a day, and am confused. At last I go to bed. I wake before dawn hearing strong wind around the north bedroom windows. On the way to the cabin, I see dust of snow lying on yesterday's ice. All morning snow falls. By noon I give up working, and lie listening to the wind that rises and falls. Sometimes it makes the sound of a woman's skirt pulled swiftly along the floor.........At other times it gives a slow growl without anger like the word Enoch....... I go to the window. The crow's head I found by the bridge this summer, and brought home, stands on the window sash. Feathers edge its Roman beak. It is fierce, decisive, the one black thing among all this white. ---==--- The whole business of your life overwhelms you when you live alone. One's stupefied by it. To get rid of it you try to daub some of it off on to people who come to see you, and they hate that. To be alone trains one for death. Louis-Ferdinand Celine 1894-1961- French Actor ---==--- Go away, I'm all right! H.G. Wells [in solitude] ---==--- Rock and Hawk Robinson Jeffers 1935 Here is a symbol Many high tragic thoughts Watch their own eyes. This gray rock, standing tall On the headland, where the seawind Lets no tree grow, Earthquake-proved, and signatured By ages of storms; on its peak A falcon has perched. I think here is your emblem To hang in the future sky; Not the cross, not the hive, But this; bright power, dark peace; Fierce consciousness joined with final Disinterestedness; Life with calm death; the falcon's Realist eyes and act Married to the massive Mysticism of stone, Which failure cannot cast down Nor success make proud.