Wat’s Carbon Water-N-Stuff Thread - Concepts In Iron And Wood!!!

I just read somewhere that, in their haste to ban everything, the state of California has banned declawing your cat.


That one actually makes sense.


At least until the cat claws the Californians….
 
Found a supplier of Stinger missiles yet, Wat?
I am guessing Wat is the type of guy who already has some.
Probably in a secret compartment under his garage floor. Which has an electrically operated door.
Because Wat likes to be prepared.
Same as John Wayne.
(But less dead).
 

Shine, Perishing Republic​

By: Robinson Jeffers​



While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity,
heavily thickening to empire,
And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops
and sighs out, and the mass hardens,

I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit,
the fruit rots to make earth.
Out of the mother; and through the spring exultances,
ripeness and decadence; and home to the mother.

You making haste haste on decay: not blameworthy; life
is good, be it stubbornly long or suddenly
A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than
mountains: shine, perishing republic.

But for my children, I would have them keep their
distance from the thickening center; corruption
Never has been compulsory, when the cities lie at the
monster's feet there are left the mountains.

And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man,
a clever servant, insufferable master.
There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught
they say God, when he walked on earth.
 

Shine, Perishing Republic​

By: Robinson Jeffers​


And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man

^^^Wat goes to his meme generator again and ends up with this.

Can't you MAGAts find someone your own age to play with? Leave them kids alone!
 
Half the spiritual life consists in remembering what we are up against and where we are going.

~ Ayya Khema




May all our defilements be dispelled completely Allowing our goodness and happiness to flouris unceasingly
In the presence of altruism and wisdom in this living world May all these become a cause for attaining enlightenment


~
Thrangu Rinpoche




The foolish and the dead never change their opinions.

~ James Russell Lowell
 
Too much judging.


1 + 3 = 13


Not enough thinking.


And we pick up speed traveling down Turd Turnpike . . . .
 
If-n-when they ban ARs and put the firearms makers out of business in their Narrative-driven Vast Scheme to undo the last bits of Freedom the founders acknowledged for us, we'll be forced to buy AKs from the Mexican cartels. That's what Clinton figured out when they turned on the firearms industry after robbing Big Tobacco. "Oh wait, we'll have to buy guns from Russia for the Army!!!"
 
Hmmm, lots of bold-face here ^^^. You mad Bro?

I know responsible gun owners in my rural area. I am one. The responsible ones don't constantly obsess about their guns and political enemies in a gun fetish thread on a porn board.
*chuckle* You're confusing our fucking with you with us having a gun obsession. You keep knee jerking and we'll keep on fucking with you.
 
*chuckle* You're confusing our fucking with you with us having a gun obsession. You keep knee jerking and we'll keep on fucking with you.
And you'll keep jerking off each time Wat drools about his next purchase and whines about having to fill out a half-assed screening form.
 
Wat has survived yet another unconstitutional intrusion to exercise a constitutional right by submitting to a galactic database the equivalent to a cavity search, or it must be Saturday again. It was entertaining. And we know that Wat isn't wanted by the L/E douchebags on this or other planets.


Apparently, all is right in Allah's Big Ol' Universe.
 

Shine, Perishing Republic​

By: Robinson Jeffers​



While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity,
heavily thickening to empire,
And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops
and sighs out, and the mass hardens,

I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit,
the fruit rots to make earth.
Out of the mother; and through the spring exultances,
ripeness and decadence; and home to the mother.

You making haste haste on decay: not blameworthy; life
is good, be it stubbornly long or suddenly
A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than
mountains: shine, perishing republic.

But for my children, I would have them keep their
distance from the thickening center; corruption
Never has been compulsory, when the cities lie at the
monster's feet there are left the mountains.

And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man,
a clever servant, insufferable master.
There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught
they say God, when he walked on earth.
Jeffers saw decay not as a tragedy but as a natural phase of civilization, a kind of cosmic composting. His warning isn’t cynical so much as clear-eyed: power and empire inevitably rot, but life continues in renewal. The nobility, he says, lies not in saving the Republic, but in recognizing when to stand apart from its corruption, and in keeping one’s soul unenslaved by the “love of man” that blinds us to truth.

Civilizations, like living organisms, are born, flourish, decay, and die. He’s not mourning that process; he’s observing it with tragic wisdom. Every empire that rises, from Rome to Britain to modern America, carries within it the seeds of its own decay. Have we not observed the seedlings of this decay breaking soil of our own decay with that green insistence of life? I think so.
 
Jeffers saw decay not as a tragedy but as a natural phase of civilization, a kind of cosmic composting. His warning isn’t cynical so much as clear-eyed: power and empire inevitably rot, but life continues in renewal. The nobility, he says, lies not in saving the Republic, but in recognizing when to stand apart from its corruption, and in keeping one’s soul unenslaved by the “love of man” that blinds us to truth.

Civilizations, like living organisms, are born, flourish, decay, and die. He’s not mourning that process; he’s observing it with tragic wisdom. Every empire that rises, from Rome to Britain to modern America, carries within it the seeds of its own decay. Have we not observed the seedlings of this decay breaking soil of our own decay with that green insistence of life? I think so.


No doubt we are witness to a steady decline from LBJ to now. We have seen that shortsightedness of government, the decline of the mental and moral fortitude of our politicians, and the divide amongst us. It is truly an unlovely thing. We have gone from the greatest generation to a house of cards in 80 years. So, yes, best not to mourn but to embrace the change and watch for the spark which is human spirit, the angels of our better natures, drive us to create a new from what we have learned out of the ashes of what was. We may not hang around to see it, but the possibilities are there nevertheless.
 
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