MinistryOfTruthiness's Journal: The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

  -- WB Yeats

The Second Coming 2.0

[Captain Splendid]

Santana I mean even though we stand alone we stand together.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Prepare for landing,
Fasten your seat belts,
Thank you for flying Air Force Airlines,
They call me the captain,
"Just BLAZE"

They say a family that prays together, stays together.
And one that walks apart just falls apart.
So, together we stand, divided we fall.
United, we form Voltron and take off all. Let's move.
Yes, the birds left the nest.
I'm all grown up I gotta fly with the rest.(uh huh)
Best of the best is what we strive to be. (

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[MinistryOfTruthiness]

I never heard that song before, but just listened to it on Youtube at your prompting. I like it. Thanks!

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[Captain Splendid]

Art is a lovely thing, isn't it? One giant family tree...