Oops!… We Did It Again (quietus)

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43 thoughts on “Oops!… We Did It Again (quietus)

  1. Ok, I see you’re a talented writer.

    It’s a good poem. The narrator died, of course, and is sad to leave his lover in this world. The “Supernatural” reference is neat; you’re blending Pop Culture with old terminology. It’s an interesting literary device, I’ll call “Existential Synthesis”. Without the “Supernatural” reference, it’s also a really solid, almost classical piece. The style of poetry is very good; with the “Supernatural” reference, the poem’s meaning is clear, though I don’t want to relegate your poem to another universe of discourse; I have to say I enjoyed it, as my mind was apt to believe I was reading something from classical literature.

    You deserve your large following.

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  2. (*yes I’m sorry! It’s LONG again!!Lolol*)
    Tony, Your words are beautiful as always and touch me deeply. And before everyone reading this starts running around off the deep end, thinking I’m off my rocker, or some depressed terminal person – I’M NOT, well off my rocker at least not more then most lol, NOR am I depressed! I am terminal lolol I’ll give you that lolol but honestly, umm…aren’t we all?! Just saying! Lol

    At any rate, YES, I will leave here before most. I’m at peace with that. I truly hoped to have been long gone before now in all honesty, though not in some depressive way at all! As I’ve said in my blog, death is but the next chapter not the end! I’m just ready to turn the page, I’m just tired of reading the same sentence over and over as it were – yet I linger. I’m tired. *yawn*

    BUT – seeing as I am still here, I do after all still have a very ling list of people to annoy before I leave as well as fabulous folks like Tony & Tetiana to make sure they are able to accomplish their dreams – [PLEASE SUPPORT UNBOLT ME ON PATRON! YES! YOU! I see you! In the plaid shirt over that Rocky & Bullwinkle t-shirt!] – AND, I’ve still got all these graduate degrees collecting dust, including a PhD and two Masters – like that Master’s in Medieval History? lololol I did want to to share this with you! Lolol

    You speak of the Fisher King who’s legend goes far back – to Celtic/Norse roots, which happens to be how I’ve always envisioned the Fisher King, as such (keep in mind this is centuries before the Christians got a hold of him and repurposed him for their own objectives – mainly by corrupting the original Arthurian Legend) which is *clears throat – a-hem – mi mi mi* ok here goes:
    “The Fisher King appears first in Chrétien de Troyes’ Perceval (late 12th-century), but the character’s roots may lie in Celtic mythology. He may be derived more or less directly from the figure of Bran the Blessed in the Mabinogion. In the Second Branch, Bran has a cauldron that can resurrect the dead (albeit imperfectly; those thus revived cannot speak) which he gives to the king of Ireland as a wedding gift for him and Bran’s sister Branwen. Later, Bran wages war on the Irish and is wounded in the foot or leg, and the cauldron is destroyed. He asks his followers to sever his head and take it back to Britain, and his head continues talking and keeps them company on their trip. The group lands on the island of Gwales (perhaps Grassholm), where they spend 80 years in a castle of joy and abundance, but finally they leave and bury Bran’s head in London. This story has analogues in two other important Welsh texts: the Mabinogion tale Culhwch and Olwen, in which King Arthur’s men must travel to Ireland to retrieve a magical cauldron, and the obscure poem The Spoils of Annwn, which speaks of a similar mystical cauldron sought by Arthur in the otherworldly land of Annwn.

    The Welsh Romance Peredur son of Efrawg is based on Chrétien or derived from a common original, but it contains several prominent deviations and lacks a Grail. The character of the Fisher King appears (though he is not called such) and presents Peredur with a severed head on a platter. Peredur later learns that he was related to that king, and that the severed head was that of his cousin, whose death he must avenge.”

    So, in conclusion, this is how I see the Fisher King as one who ferries us to the next “land” or “chapter” as it were (OH SWEET LAMBS OF EBERKANIEZER BATMAN!! FINALLY!! SOMEONE PLEASE DROP A PUFFY SHEEP ON THIS FOREVER RAMBLING WOMAN!!!) I stand on the shore and look to the west – waiting for my Fisher King to arrive. I’m ready to board that ship and sail into the stars! Woohoo! I promise to write and meet up on Europa for some ice fishing! Lady Anne ^^ö^^

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    • To The Great Magnificent Tony, Duke of Witty Banter, Prince of Orion’s Belt, and Earl of the Kingdom of Angst! All Hail and PLEASE beam me up!
      As far as my date book goes all I’ve got penciled in is “Total World and Galactic Domination”, with you and Tetiana leading us, on the Tuesday 19th of December followed by an experimental program on 21st January, 2018, to load as many intentionally ignorant people as possible onto this spaceship I found called “The Covenant” (along with its crew as they seem to be equally as ignorant AND apparently quite ambivalent to adhering to any sort of safety precautions or protocol – for reference documents and research please see ‘Screen Junkies Alien: Covenant Honest Trailers’ at:

      or just go to my WordPress blog) and send them off-world to colonize another planet somewhere, ANYWHERE, as it would be a great way to rid ourselves, by “deporting the earth’s biggest morons”, these type of people in one big batch! Just remember to pack them plenty of flutes and poetry books by Shelley – are you sure it’s not Byron – no it’s Shelley! NO BYRON! NO! SHELLEY! *fist fight breaks out onboard while AC/DC’s ‘Rock The Foundation’ plays in background on flutes as hatch closes and launch boosters ignite to the cheers & flag waving of all of us here at Unbolt Me*.
      But other then that my schedule is free for the foreseeable future, much to the angst and pathos of many minus one since they’ve now left this mortal plane of reality (actually because he was supposed to be on that spaceship with the flutes, and irked me greatly by his endless string of ridiculously moronic statements – really, I’m not kidding! ENDLESSLY ridiculous! I decided to trap him in a rock that is sitting on my bed tray so he’s forced to witness me talking to myself as I write these intrinsically disordered poor attempts at humor, ponder the reason behind bellybutton lint, await with great anticipation for the next Deadpool movie (thank you oh Holy Sepulchre of the Church of the Spaghetti Eating Puffy Sheep for Ryan Reynolds & Deadpool!), and come up with good #’s for social media apps because it’s my personal mission to bring down the endless clutter of Tweets about drinking cappuccino and stunning ones toe – Seriously, WHY?!?! (Although, I do want to apologize for one of the first times I ever tweeted and made a comment about a certain rock and roll star – which I then apparently sent to HIM, his ENTIRE organization, his fan club, and apparently a Xenomorph Queen on LV-426, by mixing up the # and @ signs – yes that’s rights kids! That’s what happens when grandma here uses social media! Fun, fun, fun! Guess it’s a really good thing he’s trapped in that rock on my table now huh?!?!
      – in other words I don’t have plans on going anywhere soon EXCEPT FOR over to the neato keen, absolutely spectacular, totally awesome, and hippy chic “Unbolt Me” Patron page to help fund Tony & Tetiana so they can achieve their grand masterpiece (and their aforementioned plan for Galactic Domination)! Seriously, please join me in supporting this absolutely fantastic duo! Lot’s of great extras, great comics, special announcements and really awesome pictures/background about both of our gracious hosts here on Unbolt Me! With all the depressing crap we’re endlessly blitzed with everyday, WHY NOT block it out by starting your day out with the Unbolt Me Patron feed! Trust me! You simply can’t put a price on laughter and a smile to start your day!
      *several puffy sheep come sailing from the left offscreen in attemp to end yet another rambling dissertation by Anne*
      Ok!ok! SORRY! Peace, Love, 5 Part Harmonies, and Deceptively Cute Bunnies! Lady Anne
      (P.S. Seriously though is it @unboltme or #unboltme on here? Or is it *>/=÷#$%^^^&<_/unboltme on WordPress?)
      #YouMakeUsLaughYouMakeUsFeelReadUnboltMeToKeepItReal #DeceptivelyCuteBunnies #ThePuffySheepConsortium #SupportTheGalaticTakeOver #SupportUnboltMeOnPatron #AmITheOnlyPersonWhoLikesKinderEggs #MoronsInSpaceShipLiftsOffInJanuary2018 #GuessTheStarInTheRockWinAPuffySheepAndCheese

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    • Oh, Lady Anne. What would we do without you and your puffy sheep? I suspect our lives would be a lot less interesting. Tati and I agree that we’d love to meet you one day, and give you a huge hug for all your support. 😀

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