by NavnDansk » Fri May 19, 2006 8:24 am
The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll - bob dylan<br><br>="But how does one to raise people's awarness to what is so unwittingly self-inflicted let alone confront the the somewhat awesome responsibility that comes along with it?<br><br>It's those very toxic beliefs we each direct our consciousness with, wittingly or no, that actually bring those toxic events into being for us to experience.<br><br>If we want to correct any of those harmful situations instead of constantly being forced to react to them we must find and correct the underlying beliefs that actually lead to them"<br>=<br>A site that is helping to discuss ways we could do <br>that is: <!--EZCODE AUTOLINK START--><a href="http://www.ProgressiveIndependent.com">www.ProgressiveIndependent.com</a><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK END--> Very nice new messageboard. Like Democratic Underground but trolling not toleratedj.<br><br>=Biblical prophecy does not necesarily mean that the warning that a,b,c will happen. Only if people refuse to change their path and do x,y,z will the events warned about come to pass. We are all in the same boat.<br><br>bob dylan's apocalyptic vision Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall<br><br>Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?<br>Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?<br>I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,<br>I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,<br>I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,<br>I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,<br>I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,<br><br>And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,<br>And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.<br><br>Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?<br>Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?<br>I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it<br>I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,<br>I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',<br>I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',<br>I saw a white ladder all covered with water,<br>I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,<br>I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,<br><br>And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,<br>And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.<br><br>And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?<br>And what did you hear, my darling young one?<br>I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',<br>Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,<br>Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',<br>Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',<br>Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',<br>Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,<br>Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,<br><br>And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,<br>And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.<br><br>Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?<br>Who did you meet, my darling young one?<br>I met a young child beside a dead pony,<br>I met a white man who walked a black dog,<br>I met a young woman whose body was burning,<br>I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,<br>I met one man who was wounded in love,<br>I met another man who was wounded with hatred,<br><br>And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,<br>It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.<br><br>Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?<br>Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?<br>I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',<br>I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,<br>Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,<br>Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,<br>Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,<br>Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,<br>Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,<br>Where black is the color, where none is the number,<br>And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,<br>And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,<br>Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',<br>But I'll know my song well before I start singin',<br><br>And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,<br>It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.<br><br><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK START--><a href="http://www.bobdylan.com/albums/freewheelin.htm">www.bobdylan.com/albums/freewheelin.htm</a><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK END--><br><br><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
