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The hope and folly of the Gang of Sixty - Conventional Wisdom on Power-Center Politics Recent initiatives by Senators Lindsay Graham and Dick Durban to lead the “Gang of Six” bi-partisan efforts to craft comprehensive legislation for immigration and other... Continue reading
Posted Jan 25, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Never met but moments ago, now moved by forces and spirits beyond their norm - and they especially note and delight - “look at our inner circle my love - they stand on guard, vigilant - and very comforting….” He... Continue reading
Posted Jan 20, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Never met but moments ago, now move my forces and spirits beyond their norm - and they especially note and delight - “look at our inner circle my love - they stand on guard, vigilant - and very comforting….” He... Continue reading
Posted Jan 19, 2018 at David Ian's Home
The couple barely seemed to take note of the ugly taunts - children tantrums cloaked crazed adult forms… Save, perhaps for an ever greater swelling of their already emerging display, which was provoking the raging triggered by the sparks and... Continue reading
Posted Jan 18, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Of elevated spirits, at once fragile and awesome… Seemingly surrounded by the mob gone mad, this grouping of hitherto strangers up upon the central rise finds themselves reacting in similar fashion across a number of aspects - first and foremost,... Continue reading
Posted Jan 17, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Poised, this new grouping accepts it all - a virtual flood of touches & feelings fill them - they weigh and face the totality of this crucial moment - which way and with whom to commit? So many sureties crash... Continue reading
Posted Jan 10, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Uncertain, they raise up together - feeling surrounded, now pounded, somethings, someones are stinging them, so peaceful here, right here, together, in this vortex of crazies, and others staring, haunting, so many voices - a nightmare? but both of us... Continue reading
Posted Jan 9, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Here it is love - fragile, fleeting - the two there are fully entranced, yet still likely to return to their norm - but they have the key, they harbor the full range of skills, ultimately the most fierce and... Continue reading
Posted Jan 9, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Surely something strange is affecting them - us - not just in all of those infected with yet another madness - such is ever our role to deal with them, this reality - thus these notes are added to the... Continue reading
Posted Jan 8, 2018 at David Ian's Home
yet another comes into view - “exhilarating isn’t it - we are finally here, together, again” “rarified air” who is talking? no sound at all - oh yes, this spot - been here - but who else is singing? “hey... Continue reading
Posted Jan 7, 2018 at David Ian's Home
He blinked wide eyed - exhilarating- his full mix of alert and serene - extra strange this time - all those awful things had been said earlier, consuming him as he came her this eve, and her look as they... Continue reading
Posted Jan 6, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Suddenly still, they stared - at their newfound fellow warriors - with no words spoken in their center, this urgent vortex they had each, both individually and mutually, created, this mighty anchor a model of holy silence amid the riot... Continue reading
Posted Jan 6, 2018 at David Ian's Home
They, the master elsprights, they also all take in the jarring notes of pure madness concentrating in this otherwise sacred and most serene of converging places - a microcosm of the sphere of happenings of this age, an asylum inner... Continue reading
Posted Jan 5, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Suddenly still, they stared - at their newfound fellow warriors, at the sparks and flames and smoke, at the craziness that somehow drew each of them together - yes, warriors - totally overwhelmed, each of them, moments ago, now transformed,... Continue reading
Posted Jan 5, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Carols of Ghosts… They, the most spiritual of the spirits, the most magical and mysterious, these masters of the elsphere, they absorb, they take in all times of all Christmastides - they are infinite - even they take note of... Continue reading
Posted Jan 4, 2018 at David Ian's Home
Together they regained just enough consciousness to recognize their new strange companions as they had moved as one to this enclosure - - and surety of their sharing… <> “Sorry I growled - not awake - and quite sore… I... Continue reading
Posted Dec 24, 2017 at David Ian's Home
“Sorry I growled - not awake - and quite sore… I remember now - we found our way to this bench in all of the mayhem.” “No worries - as I recall, I did bark a bit as we raced... Continue reading
Posted Dec 23, 2017 at David Ian's Home
“Sorry I growled - not awake - and quite sore… I remember now - we found our way to this bench in all of the mayhem.” “No worries - as I recall, I did bark a bit as we raced... Continue reading
Posted Dec 20, 2017 at David Ian's Home
Heed my loves - a true mob they have become - all their fears stoked by the ever-present opportunists - see the trampling, feel their pain but see, in the very center, that odd lot standing very strong and still... Continue reading
Posted Dec 20, 2017 at David Ian's Home
They, the most spiritual of the spirits , seemingly magical, these masters, they absorb all times of all Christmastides - they are infinite - even they take note of the shocks emanating on this Christmas eve morning - they take... Continue reading
Posted Dec 19, 2017 at David Ian's Home
Look in awe upon this scene of pure beauty - unreal, it seems, as the flood of holy sensations and notes of kindly voices of forms beyond our easy recognition - all of the loving touches upon our inner most... Continue reading
Posted Dec 18, 2017 at David Ian's Home
Look upon this scene of pure beauty - the lights of this holy season sparkling - like we do - at this sacred interlude of pre-dawn - oh how precious this landscape, already surreal with special voices, with horns and... Continue reading
Posted Dec 17, 2017 at David Ian's Home
A most spiritual time is Christmastide, with the elsprights in a full ethereal chorus of notes on the Eve of the birth of our Savior. Ever and again is the vital need for emergence of the elstate in all of... Continue reading
Posted Dec 16, 2017 at David Ian's Home
He found himself buffeted and swept along, like surfing the waves and then rocked by a big one, lifted and tossed, he just naturally let go and road the current - a wealth of thoughts, voices, sensations filled him -... Continue reading
Posted Dec 15, 2017 at David Ian's Home
He was in his standard position at the very from of this nasty mob, leaning against the gate, primed to hustle to the office at an even more than normal to beat the distractions that are sure to come with... Continue reading
Posted Dec 14, 2017 at David Ian's Home