"You are responsible for that which you have tamed."
      -- The Little Prince.

Click this safe youtube link below to hear Lady Gaga sing her song, "Million Reasons".  The link is safe, if you are paranoid just highlight it, copy it and paste it to your address bar,  and hit enter.   Please read the lyrics on the video...

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"NOT MY PRESIDENT!" - Oldbigfoot

Click below to hear Mary Chapin Carpenter sing her song "Something Tamed Something Wild"...I will try to exercise everyday Dr. Guay...That's all, too....

http://www.marychapincarpenter.com/2016/03/watch-lyric-video-for-something-tamed-something-wild/

"Donald Trump should be impeached"  
-- Oldbigfoot

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One of  President Kennedy's favorite quotations was based upon an interpretation of Dante's Inferno. As Robert Kennedy explained in 1964, "President Kennedy's favorite quote was really from Dante, 'The hottest places in Hell are reserved for those who in time of moral crisis preserve their neutrality.'" This supposed quotation is not actually in Dante's work, but is based upon a similar one. In the Inferno, Dante and his guide Virgil, on their way to Hell, pass by a group of dead souls outside the entrance to Hell. These individuals, when alive, remained neutral at a time of great moral decision. Virgil explains to Dante that these souls cannot enter either Heaven or Hell because they did not choose one side or another. They are therefore worse than the greatest sinners in Hell because they are repugnant to both God and Satan alike, and have been left to mourn their fate as insignificant beings neither hailed nor cursed in life or death, endlessly travailing below Heaven but outside of Hell. This scene occurs in the third canto of the Inferno (the following is a translation from the original written in the Italian vernacular):

Here sighs and lamentations and loud cries
were echoing across the starless air,
so that, as soon as I [Dante] set out, I wept.

Strange utterances, horrible pronouncements,
accents of anger, words of suffering,
and voice shrill and faints, and beating hands –

All went to make a tumult that will whirl
forever through that turbid, timeless air,
like sand that eddies when a whirlwind swirls.

And I - my head oppressed by horror - said:
"Master [Virgil], what is it that I hear? Who are
those people so defeated by their pain?"

And he to me: "This miserable way
is taken by the sorry souls of those
who lived without disgrace and without praise.

They now commingle with the coward angels,
the company of those who were not rebels
nor faithful to their God, but stood apart.

The heavens, that their beauty not be lessened,
have cast them out, nor will deep Hell receive them -
even the wicked cannot glory in them."

And I: "What is it, master, that oppresses
these souls, compelling them to wail so loud?"

He answered: "I shall tell you in few words.

Those who are here can place no hope in death,
and their blind life is so abject that they
are envious of every other fate.

The world will let no fame of theirs endure;
both justice and compassion must disdain them;
let us not talk of them, but look and pass."

And I, looking more closely, saw a banner
that, as it wheeled about, raced on - so quick
that any respite seemed unsuited to it.

Behind that banner trailed so long a file
of people - I should never have believed
that death could have unmade so many souls.

After I had identified a few,
I saw and recognized the shade of him
who made, through cowardice, the great refusal.

At once I understood with certainty:
this company constrained the cowardly,
hateful to God and to His enemies.

These wretched ones, who never were alive,
went naked and were stung again, again
by horseflies and by wasps that circled them.

The insects streaked their faces with their blood,
which, mingled with their tears, fell at their feet,
where it was gathered up by sickening worms.

For my wife, Doris...

First, listen to sing this song...click below:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9_rtKD8aEsY

Lyrics, "Love Chooses You", by Kathy Mattea

Love comes unbidden, can't be forbidden
It takes you and shakes you right down to your shoes
It knows heartache and trial but accepts no denial
You can't choose who you love, love chooses you 

In the wink of an eye love looses an arrow
We control it no more than the flight of the sparrow
The swell of the tide or the light of the moon
You can't choose who you love, love chooses you 

Tell me now if I'm wrong
Are you feelin' the same
Are your feet on the ground
Are you callin' my name
Do you lie awake nights
Please say you do
'Cause you can't choose who you love
Love chooses you 

Love cuts like a torch to a heart behind steel
And though you may hide it, love knows how you feel
And though you may trespass on the laws of the land
Your heart has to follow when love takes your hand 

And it seems we're two people within the same circle
It's drawn tighter and tighter till you're all that I see
I'm full and I'm empty and you're pouring through me
Like a warm rain fallin' through the leaves on a tree 

Tell me now if I'm wrong
Are you feelin' the same
Are your feet on the ground
Are you callin' my name
Do you lie awake nights
Please say you do
'Cause you can't choose who you love
Love chooses you 

No you can't choose who you love
Love chooses you 

Written by Laurie A. Lewis • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

Then, listen to Mary Chapin Carpenter w/ Vince Gill & Kathy Mattea sing this song...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pdc_sGSco40

"Wall 'Round Your Heart", by Mary Chapin Carpenter

Just outside the place
Two people face
Each other merely by chance

Abandoned by words
And the purpose they serve
It stops them right in their tracks

How long has it been
Since this feeling within
Has made you forget who you are?

Let's you believe once more in the moon
Let's you have faith again in the stars
Let's you go free 'cause someone broke through
The wall around your heart

Now the world is unkind most of the time
And most of the time we survive
Hard look at yourselves and love double crosses
That all broken hearts seem to find

After giving too much
They're afraid of the touch
'Cause the last just left a scar

If you believe once more in the moon
And if you have faith again in the stars
You can go free 'cause someone broke through
The wall around your heart

There's walls made of steel
There was walls made of stone
But none are so strong
As the walls made of fear alone

Sooner or later, it's all human nature
Propelling you forward again
It's the step and the chance, the turn and a glance
Asking, where in the world have you been?

But you don't have to answer
'Cause now you're a dancer
And the music is ready to start

You can believe once more in the moon
You have faith again in the stars
And you can go free 'cause someone broke through
The wall around your heart

You can go free 'cause someone broke through
The wall around your heart

Written by Mary Chapin Carpenter

"When I see a slippery slope, my instinct is to build a terrace."  -- John McCarthy

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Click below to hear Kathy sing this song...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IBKat9wZP3c

Lyrics, "A Few Good Things Remain" by Kathy Mattea

heard a siren late last night,
You must have felt me shiver,
Shaken by a wave of fright,
That you calm with a whisper.
And fear gave way to better things,
Like a warm summer and sweeter dreams. 

Like a warm spring rain, on a roof above;
The way you call my name, when we make love.
While the world outside my window goes insane,
You're here to remind me, a few good things remain. 

When living leaves my pride bruised up,
I'm fragile as a feather.
The storms of life just won't let up,
You're like a change of weather.
When dust settles on my dreams,
You wash them clean. 

Like a warm spring rain, on a roof above;
The way you call my name, when we make love.
While the world outside my window goes insane,
You're here to remind me, a few good things remain. 

While the world outside my window goes insane,
You're here to remind me, a few good things remain. 

You're here to remind me, a few good things remain. 

Written by Jonathan Blair Vezner, Patrick Alger • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group