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The Rising Sun: To Helmuth (2nd Draft)
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Sunday, March 2, 2014. To Helmuth (2nd Draft). The week of February 19-24, 2014 I was involved in the first high school production of Thomas F. Rogers' "Huebener". I was first introduced to the show by my brother in January of 2013, when I told him the next school year's performances: "The King and I", and "Huebener". He paused and said, "You're doing Huebener? Arnold Zoellner.Shandon Lewis. I became so close to the man, and then rehearsals began.
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The Rising Sun: "How Far Can You Get?"
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Sunday, February 2, 2014. How Far Can You Get? Once there was a travelling man. This man wanted to go home to his family. He had a long drive ahead, but he was very sick; there was no way he could make it all the way home by himself. He called his father and told him he needed his help. He needed his father to bring him home. To this his father replied, "Okay. How far can you get? Let us do so. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Rising Sun: Words
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Tuesday, December 30, 2014. I held upon my weary way. A thousand words- yet naught to say-. For all are born with words to use,. Which- without order- they do abuse. My heart did sorrow, wherewithal. Could be my voice? Where was its call? I knew not how to use my tongue,. So useless 'fore my teeth it hung;. And all around me spoke, with song,. And poem, verse, oh, what was wrong? Why could I not use word and voice. It did not come like dew to grass-.
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The Rising Sun: My Other Blogs
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Http:/ that-ye-may-know.blogspot.com. Also, as a hobby, I created a very amateurish blog considering the recent books I've read or plays I've seen. It's nothing I'd recommend for reviews or the like, just a short essay on the most recent work I've witnessed. If interested, visit. Http:/ laic-reviews.blogspot.com. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Don't journeys ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone always remains to carry on the story.".
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The Rising Sun: Seven A.M.
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Thursday, November 20, 2014. O edifice of solitude. Surrounded by the thicket,. Why art thou without spectator. What eve’ storm hath the credit. For the end of thy soiree? What foul and fiendish act has stopped. Thy profit through the day? We see thy shadows darken. With the rising of the sun. We see them creeping onward. Like the wolves against the one. Thy empty halls do echo. With the sorry songs of yore. The clock strikes seven as if that. But st...
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The Rising Sun: What Keeps One?
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Tuesday, February 25, 2014. Can one ever meet the storms,. And receive naught a scar? Can one ever see the sun,. And be not blinded far? Can one ever find the gold,. And not be caught in greed? Can one ever hold the truth,. And not a pension need? Nothing stops a man to feel. The breeze, or. Nothing keeps the eyes from sights. Nothing keeps the gold from bringing. Nothing keeps the truth from forming. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Rising Sun: Paradox Town
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Sunday, March 2, 2014. There is a city. Called Paradox Town,. Where everyone's happy,. But all they do 's frown. There is an author. Who wrote the best book. But when asked to read,. To no books does she look. There is a milkman. Who gives by the jug-. Though he's lactose intol'rant-. He can't have a mug. There is a painter. Who paints all the scenes. But she'd never have them. On her wall- by no means! There is a sewer. Who sews the best clothes,.
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The Rising Sun: So You Believe The Atheists?
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Tuesday, August 11, 2015. So You Believe The Atheists? So you believe the atheists? I cannot say the same. For I, sir, am a Theist. So, you believe your love is void. For all that you hold dear? A byproduct of feeling good. Round those who give no fear? And you believe that beauty. In the people and the earth. Has no other meaning than. To give us carnal mirth? Say, how do you believe. That all the feelings of your heart. Are selfish at the start?
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The Rising Sun: The Healer
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Wednesday, May 20, 2015. What sorrow fills the heart of he. Who with his friends no more will be! What mem’ries coarse his kneaded mind. Of pleasures, pains of ev’ry kind! Like loved ones passing from his view. As does the sun dismiss the dew…. But O, what rapture fills his heart. As he accepts the healer’s art! The healer whose Atonement sings. The songs of love; eternal things,. Whose understanding is not matched;. The healer then with love replies.
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The Rising Sun: You Show Who I Need to Be
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Rise upon the sun, my child, rise upon the rising sun! Monday, December 16, 2013. You Show Who I Need to Be. I see the light in your eyes,. I see the calm on your face. And when, at times, I am weak,. You put me in the right place. I hear your sweetness of words,. I hear your teachings sublime. And when the world rushes in,. You keep it held at the line. I feel the comfort you give,. I feel the love that you share. And when all others are gone,. You let me know that you care. I know you gave life to all,.
