They say Pete Seeger wrote it, I think he just added a tune to Solomon’s words and added a line.
Still I like it, it reminds my mom of me.
To every thing, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man. George Bernard Shaw Irish dramatist & socialist (1856 - 1950)
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Constant Thought Procees
WEST PALM BEACH, Fla. - Mark Foley plans to reveal the name of a clergyman he says abused him as a teenager, a move his attorney said would deflate claims the former congressman fabricated the allegations as an excuse for sending sexually explicit e-mails to teenage pages.
Please, oh please, let it be Jimmy Swaggert he names. Oral Roberts, Jim Bakker or maybe Father O-something will do.
Let me be the first to admit, there are probably direct links to pedophiles being molested as children. I am not on board with how this explains Foley’s ability to use ‘Text Messaging.’ I still think this is one sick man who has unfortunately, reached a certain amount of authority and was not afraid to abuse it.
On a different note, let’s discuss Anna Nicole Smith. Man, talk about trailer trash with a credit line. I feel badly that her son passed away, no one should have to lose a child or grandchild. Trust me; I know this from a very personal level.
That being said, could we please stop covering this cheap version of a Tennessee Williams novel? Her claim to fame is a trip to ‘Jiffy Boob’, marrying an 80-something geezer and showing up ‘wasted’ at a ton of events. Hell, I know tons of folks with equal talent; I live in Texas, and there is no shortage here. And the final thing that has made her famous is her son’s overdose in the maternity ward. You just can’t make this stuff up. I’m looking forward to Brittany “your husband was a featured star on WWE Raw” Spears rushing to her defense. Well, maybe dreading is a better way of putting it.
Next subject is nearer and dearer to my bumper then most…
I worry about Terrorists and yet, I am terrified of “soccer moms” a lot more.
Nothing is more frightening than the “Buffy the Vanpool Slayer” as she makes her way through traffic, late for God knows what. Cell phone firmly in place and coffee at the ready, this odd version of A.J. Foyt is not afraid to cut you off in a New York minute. The size of her SUV, complete with “Fish” decal on the back of the rolling tank,certainly goes a long way to empowering her and clearly no one has a more important mission than her.
Please, oh please, let it be Jimmy Swaggert he names. Oral Roberts, Jim Bakker or maybe Father O-something will do.
Let me be the first to admit, there are probably direct links to pedophiles being molested as children. I am not on board with how this explains Foley’s ability to use ‘Text Messaging.’ I still think this is one sick man who has unfortunately, reached a certain amount of authority and was not afraid to abuse it.
On a different note, let’s discuss Anna Nicole Smith. Man, talk about trailer trash with a credit line. I feel badly that her son passed away, no one should have to lose a child or grandchild. Trust me; I know this from a very personal level.
That being said, could we please stop covering this cheap version of a Tennessee Williams novel? Her claim to fame is a trip to ‘Jiffy Boob’, marrying an 80-something geezer and showing up ‘wasted’ at a ton of events. Hell, I know tons of folks with equal talent; I live in Texas, and there is no shortage here. And the final thing that has made her famous is her son’s overdose in the maternity ward. You just can’t make this stuff up. I’m looking forward to Brittany “your husband was a featured star on WWE Raw” Spears rushing to her defense. Well, maybe dreading is a better way of putting it.
Next subject is nearer and dearer to my bumper then most…
I worry about Terrorists and yet, I am terrified of “soccer moms” a lot more.
Nothing is more frightening than the “Buffy the Vanpool Slayer” as she makes her way through traffic, late for God knows what. Cell phone firmly in place and coffee at the ready, this odd version of A.J. Foyt is not afraid to cut you off in a New York minute. The size of her SUV, complete with “Fish” decal on the back of the rolling tank,certainly goes a long way to empowering her and clearly no one has a more important mission than her.