Muhammad Ali on where the fight is won

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“The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses – behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road, long before I dance under those lights.”

–Muhammad Ali (January 17, 1942 – June 3, 2016)  was an American professional boxer, generally considered among the greatest heavyweights in the history of the sport. Wikipedia

 

A.Word.A.Day with Anu Garg: condign

condign

PRONUNCIATION:
(kuhn-DYN)
MEANING:
adjective: Well-deserved, appropriate.
ETYMOLOGY:
From Middle English condigne, from Anglo French, from Latin condignus, from com- (completely) + dignus (worthy). Ultimately from Indo-European root dek- (to take, accept), which is the ancestor of other words such as dignity, discipline, doctor, decorate, docile, and deign. Earliest documented use: 1413.

On Allen Ginsberg’s 90th birthday (by Gwyllm Llwydd)

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(Allen Ginsberg – Gwyllm 2004)
Today would of been Allen Ginsberg’s 90th Birthday. I was blessed with meeting him (and Tim Leary) on a hot summer’s afternoon and having a long conversation when I was a young lad turning 16 in 1967. Their kindness and patience with me has stuck forever.
I am grateful for all of his works, and deeds, this poem, written short weeks before I ever met him ever stays with me.
Happy Birthday Allen!
–Gwyllm Llwydd
Wales Visitation – Allen Ginsberg
White fog lifting & falling on mountain-brow
Trees moving in rivers of wind
The clouds arise
as on a wave, gigantic eddy lifting mist
above teeming ferns exquisitely swayed
along a green crag
glimpsed thru mullioned glass in valley raine—
Bardic, O Self, Visitacione, tell naught
but what seen by one man in a vale in Albion,
of the folk, whose physical sciences end in Ecology,
the wisdom of earthly relations,
of mouths & eyes interknit ten centuries visible
orchards of mind language manifest human,
of the satanic thistle that raises its horned symmetry
flowering above sister grass-daisies’ pink tiny
bloomlets angelic as lightbulbs—
Remember 160 miles from London’s symmetrical thorned tower
& network of TV pictures flashing bearded your Self
the lambs on the tree-nooked hillside this day bleating
heard in Blake’s old ear, & the silent thought of Wordsworth in eld Stillness
clouds passing through skeleton arches of Tintern Abbey—
Bard Nameless as the Vast, babble to Vastness!
All the Valley quivered, one extended motion, wind
undulating on mossy hills
a giant wash that sank white fog delicately down red runnels
on the mountainside
whose leaf-branch tendrils moved asway
in granitic undertow down—
and lifted the floating Nebulous upward, and lifted the arms of the trees
and lifted the grasses an instant in balance
and lifted the lambs to hold still
and lifted the green of the hill, in one solemn wave
A solid mass of Heaven, mist-infused, ebbs thru the vale,
a wavelet of Immensity, lapping gigantic through Llanthony Valley,
the length of all England, valley upon valley under Heaven’s ocean
tonned with cloud-hang,
—Heaven balanced on a grassblade.
Roar of the mountain wind slow, sigh of the body,
One Being on the mountainside stirring gently
Exquisite scales trembling everywhere in balance,
one motion thru the cloudy sky-floor shifting on the million feet of daisies,
one Majesty the motion that stirred wet grass quivering
to the farthest tendril of white fog poured down
through shivering flowers on the mountain’s head—
No imperfection in the budded mountain,
Valleys breathe, heaven and earth move together,
daisies push inches of yellow air, vegetables tremble,
grass shimmers green
sheep speckle the mountainside, revolving their jaws with empty eyes,
horses dance in the warm rain,
tree-lined canals network live farmland,
blueberries fringe stone walls on hawthorn’d hills,
pheasants croak on meadows haired with fern—
Out, out on the hillside, into the ocean sound, into delicate gusts of wet air,
Fall on the ground, O great Wetness, O Mother, No harm on your body!
Stare close, no imperfection in the grass,
each flower Buddha-eye, repeating the story,
myriad-formed—
Kneel before the foxglove raising green buds, mauve bells dropped
doubled down the stem trembling antennae,
& look in the eyes of the branded lambs that stare
breathing stockstill under dripping hawthorn—
I lay down mixing my beard with the wet hair of the mountainside,
smelling the brown vagina-moist ground, harmless,
tasting the violet thistle-hair, sweetness—
One being so balanced, so vast, that its softest breath
moves every floweret in the stillness on the valley floor,
trembles lamb-hair hung gossamer rain-beaded in the grass,
lifts trees on their roots, birds in the great draught
hiding their strength in the rain, bearing same weight,
Groan thru breast and neck, a great Oh! to earth heart
Calling our Presence together
The great secret is no secret
Senses fit the winds,
Visible is visible,
rain-mist curtains wave through the bearded vale,
gray atoms wet the wind’s kabbala
Crosslegged on a rock in dusk rain,
rubber booted in soft grass, mind moveless,
breath trembles in white daisies by the roadside,
Heaven breath and my own symmetric
Airs wavering thru antlered green fern
drawn in my navel, same breath as breathes thru Capel-Y-Ffn,
Sounds of Aleph and Aum
through forests of gristle,
my skull and Lord Hereford’s Knob equal,
All Albion one.
What did I notice? Particulars! The
vision of the great One is myriad—
smoke curls upward from ashtray,
house fire burned low,
The night, still wet & moody black heaven
starless
upward in motion with wet wind.
~~~~~
Bless you Allen for all the beauty.
G
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Two quotes on money

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“Money is like fertilizer.  It helps things grow.  When hoarded, it stinks.”
–John Densmore, drummer for the Doors

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“Never use the word ‘spend’ when it comes to money.  Spending doesn’t come back. ‘Circulating’ does. So let’s go circulate!”
–Reverend Ike (June 1, 1935 – July 28, 2009)

Terminology: Moral Injury

Moral injury refers to an injury to an individual’s moral conscience resulting from an act of perceived moral transgression which produces profound emotional shame. The concept of moral injury emphasizes the psychological, cultural, and spiritual aspects of trauma. Distinct from pathology, moral injury is a normal human response to an abnormal event. The concept is currently used in literature on the mental health of military veterans who have witnessed or perpetrated an act in combat that transgressed their deeply held moral beliefs.  (Wikipedia.org)

Pluto in Capricorn: Expect YUGE Changes (compiled by Gregg Prescott, M.S. Editor, In5D.com)

A rare astrological alignment that hasn’t been seen since America’s Revolutionary War will be influencing many upcoming events on this planet.

The following two articles and addendum clearly spell out how the cycles of time repeat themselves, not only in what happened the last time Pluto was in Capricorn, but what is happening right now and what we can expect in the very near future.

Fasten your seat belts, folks, you’re in for the ride of your life!

THE HIGHER THEY CLIMB, THE HARDER THEY FALL

Pluto has been lurking quietly in the background in Capricorn since 2008 and has, in this sign of worldly power, been the silent pot simmering on the back burner, ready to destroy the established world orders.  It represents changes that take time, but leaves nothing standing after it passes.

There are a few more aspects, but no point in getting overly scientific, let’s just skip to the meat and potatoes.

Below, Astrologer Jim Dellicolli talks about Pluto in Capricorn:


The journalists, investigative reporters, and television hosts, are not what they appear to be, behind the scenes.   Those who report things to humanity are burning to tell the truth, truths which they are well aware of.  These are individuals who are told on an hourly basis what to say, and what not to say, and lately, they’ve been told to not say a great many things.  Can you imagine life in their position?  If it is not able to do so, it becomes part of the problem, which must then face the same type of re-structuring so that it can be made right, like everything else, so that it may become functional, and honest.

Before a planet goes retrograde, it becomes stationary, meaning it slows down, or stands still.  Pluto moves slowly anyway, so when it stands still, it really stands still.  This is the time, in ancient Astrology, when it is said that a planet resembles a person filled with fear.  Paralysis may occur, as one is hesitant to continue, just as the planet is stopping in its motion. In the psyche of those affected, this can manifest as running away from situations in the person’s immediate reality. This is reflected in the standstill.

It is at this point in time that the division between men occurs; those who possess some inherent wisdom and foresight will stop trying to paddle up the raging river, while those who lack insight, and refuse to give up control, continue walking down the path of destruction.  We’re talking about Pluto here:  Pluto gives no quarter and takes no prisoners, instead merrily destroys everything false in its path.   Pluto doesn’t care about how you feel and will ruthlessly perform its service and not look back.  You just can’t mess with Pluto.

Pluto is in fact in the sign of Capricorn, which governs worldly power, and Pluto is the great bringer of change.  There is no democracy here for those who participate in current high ranking worldly affairs, and they don’t get to vote.  They were never going to survive this plutonian transit, and it will soon become impossible, once Pluto becomes stationary and goes retrograde.  The big cookie must crumble.  But we may expect some mischief mid to late March, as mentioned, as they scramble for a way out, or attempt to lash out at humanity, just because they still can, and because they will be in their final days and hours.

If anyone wishes to examine the governmental changes of the last Pluto in Capricorn cycle, they may examine historical events from 1762 to 1778.  But this time around, it must be understood, that the power structures are far more globalized, centralized, organized, unified, and corrupt. The higher they climb, the harder they fall, and this retrograde Pluto, in the sign of Capricorn, will herald the inevitable:  the total destruction of government as we know it.  To imagine it could be any other way is a fairy tale.

This is good enough for now.  But remember, when the media is freed, many things are going to come down the pipe.  And that includes disclosure.  I hear there are some people from very far away who are just dying to say hello.

Continue reading Pluto in Capricorn: Expect YUGE Changes (compiled by Gregg Prescott, M.S. Editor, In5D.com)

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