@RexRed,
RexRed wrote:
It is often said one must reach for their goals but sometimes our goals are tossed from the tree of opportunity and lie abjectly discarded on the ground... RR
The disciples ask, "Master, please reveal unto us the parable of the abjectly strewn fruit".
The master replies:
A greedy steward of the orchard plants energy trees and weeds out the clean energy and tosses them abjectly to the ground and tells the world the dirty energy is the goal of abundance and plenty.
They lie to consumers of energy fruit and say the dirty energy is "safe and cheaper"... The world reaches high into the dirty energy tree for the goal of dirty energy.
Yet it is the seeds of opportunity and clean fruit of the energy orchard that lies abjectly strewn and abandoned all over the fertile ground.
This clean energy is discarded by the greedy steward of the energy orchard for rich short term profits rather than long term sustainability.
Yet over time the dirty energy tree is choked, lack of sustainability, pollution and toxic poisons nearly destroy the tree, the fertile ground and the blind consumers of energy.
No good can grow and be sustained in a dirty energy orchard... RR
@RexRed,
RexRed wrote:
Your "opinion" lost its credibility long ago George, go pedal your foolishness somewhere else. Perhaps one of your own threads, or shall I go to your threads and show you how it feels to be spammed?
You ability to judge wisdom has proven itself inept and sterile...
You were asked to say something wise and all you come back with are more insults? Go spam someone else's threads moron.
I may well have little credibility with you, but that's more a compliment than an insult.
In what way has my "ability to judge wisdom proven itself to be inept and sterile"? How proven? By what test? Your prose involves strange and awkward combinations of words and meaning.
I think that pointing out your pretentious folly does indeed count as wisdom, perhaps the only example of it on the thread.
If a criminal cannot be convinced to obay the laws against ROBBERY;
if a criminal cannot be persuaded to obay the laws against MURDER,
then HOW can he be induced to obay gun control laws ??
David
@RexRed,
RexRed wrote:
The disciples ask, "Master, please reveal unto us the parable of the abjectly strewn fruit".
The master replies:
A greedy steward of the orchard plants energy trees and weeds out the clean energy and tosses them abjectly to the ground and tells the world the dirty energy is the goal of abundance and plenty.
They lie to consumers of energy fruit and say the dirty energy is "safe and cheaper"... The world reaches high into the dirty energy tree for the goal of dirty energy.
Yet it is the seeds of opportunity and clean fruit of the energy orchard that lies abjectly strewn and abandoned all over the fertile ground.
This clean energy is discarded by the greedy steward of the energy orchard for rich short term profits rather than long term sustainability.
Yet over time the dirty energy tree is choked, lack of sustainability, pollution and toxic poisons nearly destroy the tree, the fertile ground and the blind consumers of energy.
No good can grow and be sustained in a dirty energy orchard... RR
And I suppose you are "the master".
What a load of over-inflated, pompous, delusional horse **** !!
Your metaphors are rather tortured and awkward, but, given the vapid generalities you tout, I suppose it makes little difference.
Have you ever read Edward Arlington Robinson's poem "Miniver Cheevy" ? You should.
@georgeob1,
georgeob1 wrote:
RexRed wrote:
Your "opinion" lost its credibility long ago George, go pedal your foolishness somewhere else. Perhaps one of your own threads, or shall I go to your threads and show you how it feels to be spammed?
You ability to judge wisdom has proven itself inept and sterile...
You were asked to say something wise and all you come back with are more insults? Go spam someone else's threads moron.
I may well have little credibility with you, but that's more a compliment than an insult.
In what way has my "ability to judge wisdom proven itself to be inept and sterile"? How proven? By what test? Your prose involves strange and awkward combinations of words and meaning.
I think that pointing out your pretentious folly does indeed count as wisdom, perhaps the only example of it on the thread.
You think promoting dirty energy is wise?
You are deluded greedy dirty energy pig.
You are the horses ass who told us that in my "energy" thread you were the CEO of nuclear power plant and that nuclear power is "cheap, clean and safe"...
Had any Pacific tuna lately Mr. Master of bullshit?
Any more words of wisdom greedy George?
Please help me finish this story.
There was once a spider who spun a web in the shape of an angel's wings...
I am not really as arrogant as I may seem.
But I am also am not going to take people being crappy to me.
It takes ten years to become a "master" in something.
Mozart was considered a great master of music in his thirties.
I expect the relatively same respect, I have been making music for 40 years. Do I consider myself a music master? I have no idea...
Did Mozart go around calling himself a master? I don't know.
Be decent and respectful to me and I will most certainly return the sentiment. Treat me constantly with disrespect and hate and I will tell you exactly what I think of you.
I have made mistakes in my life too and I am the first one to let bygones be forgotten. That is if there is even the least amount of remorse and/or regret. Don't expect me to stand idly by while you make a practice of hypocrisy.
Be nice to me and you will have a friend for life.
@RexRed,
RexRed wrote:
Please help me finish this story.
There was once a spider who spun a web in the shape of an angel's wings...
This spider went by the name Theodore, all of the other spiders gazed at the the web Theodore made and said, "What will that ever catch?" RR
What do you do with a lie, confront it or look uncomfortably away? RR
Build me a bridge and I will cross it, build me a Ziggurat and I will climb to the stars with you. RR
There is a book in our subconscious that is within our minds and we are forbidden read it except on rare occasions. The pages turn like sleep that closes its eyelid on reality and rarely ever awakens to remember. RR
Let the God of sparkle charm you to translucence... RR
Underworld, overworld, innerworld... RR
Never let something ever steal away your sparkle. RR
Grow beans and make giants. RR
RexRed would NEVER endorse queer debauchery EVER! Never ever!
You've read the story of Jesse James
Of how he lived and died;
If you're still in need
Of something to read,
Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde.
Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang,
I'm sure you all have read
How they rob and steal
And those who squeal
Are usually found dying or dead.
There's lots of untruths to these write-ups;
They're not so ruthless as that;
Their nature is raw;
They hate all the law
The stool pigeons, spotters, and rats.
They call them cold-blooded killers;
They say they are heartless and mean;
But I say this with pride,
That I once knew Clyde
When he was honest and upright and clean.
But the laws fooled around,
Kept taking him down
And locking him up in a cell,
Till he said to me,
"I'll never be free,
So I'll meet a few of them in hell."
The road was so dimly lighted;
There were no highway signs to guide;
But they made up their minds
If all roads were blind,
They wouldn't give up till they died.
The road gets dimmer and dimmer;
Sometimes you can hardly see;
But it's fight, man to man,
And do all you can,
For they know they can never be free.
From heart-break some people have suffered;
From weariness some people have died;
But take it all in all,
Our troubles are small
Till we get like Bonnie and Clyde.
If a policeman is killed in Dallas,
And they have no clue or guide;
If they can't find a fiend,
They just wipe their slate clean
And hand it on Bonnie and Clyde.
There's two crimes committed in America
Not accredited to the Barrow mob;
They had no hand
In the kidnap demand,
Nor the Kansas City depot job.
A newsboy once said to his buddy;
"I wish old Clyde would get jumped;
In these awful hard times
We'd make a few dimes
If five or six cops would get bumped."
The police haven't got the report yet,
But Clyde called me up today;
He said, "Don't start any fights
We aren't working nights
We're joining the NRA."
From Irving to West Dallas viaduct
Is known as the Great Divide,
Where the women are kin,
And the men are men,
And they won't "stool" on Bonnie and Clyde.
If they try to act like citizens
And rent them a nice little flat,
About the third night
They're invited to fight
By a sub-gun's rat-tat-tat.
They don't think they're too tough or desperate,
They know that the law always wins;
They've been shot at before,
But they do not ignore
That death is the wages of sin.
Some day they'll go down together;
And they'll bury them side by side;
To few it'll be grief
To the law a relief
But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde.
-- Bonnie Parker 1934
Theodore the spider speaks, "Out of a cold and distant rain there comes multitudes of water spouts".
