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by: Faraway Star - Tue, 5 Sep 2023 16:37 UTC

On Tuesday, February 8, 2022 at 10:09:14 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Tuesday, February 8, 2022 at 6:40:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
> > On Tuesday, February 8, 2022 at 4:45:12 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > > >> > > Twelve Efforts
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Come along now
> > > >> > > come along.
> > > >> > > Come along now
> > > >> > > go slowly.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Now
> > > >> > > we are like stone figures
> > > >> > > setting a place
> > > >> > > in history.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > We had one shot
> > > >> > > to get out of
> > > >> > > Cabbage Town
> > > >> > > on crutches in the sand.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Still dancing
> > > >> > > under electric skies.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Old Scratch
> > > >> > > kept it all
> > > >> > > within reason.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Exit
> > > >> > > step back.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Let the street side
> > > >> > > melodrama play out.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > I must have been
> > > >> > > on a bland ego trip.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > What task was I
> > > >> > > set up for next?
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > He was displayed
> > > >> > > sitting with the crowd,
> > > >> > > like a stranger
> > > >> > > in an even stranger land.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > That Summer
> > > >> > > left me feeling young
> > > >> > > and I was young.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > I had
> > > >> > > more notches to carve.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Jump cut back
> > > >> > > to Springtime.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > The refreshing wind
> > > >> > > when I tried to hide.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > It was
> > > >> > > morning in America
> > > >> > > all the way.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > so we took it back
> > > >> > > to the start.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Throw in some
> > > >> > > Rolling Stones machismo
> > > >> > > or a touch of Brando.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Like a jungle adventure
> > > >> > > taken from my era
> > > >> > > took a moment
> > > >> > > to come to realize.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > To last
> > > >> > > through
> > > >> > > twelve efforts
> > > >> > > weed thoughts
> > > >> > > sure do
> > > >> > > tax my mind.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > That will be an effort
> > > >> > > we were
> > > >> > > like the lost ones
> > > >> > > leading the blind.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Doomed us every day
> > > >> > > Shiver's bird
> > > >> > > was tossed.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > She could have been
> > > >> > > someone's mother
> > > >> > > but she sure was dosed.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > I was with Rita
> > > >> > > who was one of my
> > > >> > > favorite flames.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Up on the hill
> > > >> > > with her breakfast coffee.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Sure loved the way
> > > >> > > she played
> > > >> > > the numbers games.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > We do not know
> > > >> > > where he went
> > > >> > > not even his brother
> > > >> > > had a clue.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > We don't know
> > > >> > > where he went.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > All up in alms
> > > >> > > repeat the 23rd Psalms.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > All this great crass
> > > >> > > rejuvenating effort
> > > >> > > making a last
> > > >> > > slightly late retort.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > All of us
> > > >> > > laughing
> > > >> > > down the avenue.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > In that humid
> > > >> > > spaced out
> > > >> > > Summer of 1982.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Hercules Shiver
> > > >> > > you were right
> > > >> > > this is true.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Auto writing
> > > >> > > for the myth
> > > >> > > from the muse.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > I made it just along the trail
> > > >> > > court and spark
> > > >> > > on a Saturday afternoon.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > As the world sleeps
> > > >> > > nothing seems
> > > >> > > to be moving.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > But that would
> > > >> > > have to be
> > > >> > > incorrect.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > I have not decided
> > > >> > > if you are real
> > > >> > > or just a figment
> > > >> > > from a fever dream.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > With wind
> > > >> > > from the East
> > > >> > > and a chill
> > > >> > > not right for June.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > The night shines
> > > >> > > and the torch lamp
> > > >> > > glows
> > > >> > > out there
> > > >> > > down the hill.
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > Will you prefer
> > > >> > > a lucky gnome
> > > >> > > who was
> > > >> > > not so sentimental?
> > > >> >
> > > >> > > -Will Dockery / June 12 2020
> > > >>
> > > >
> > > > Quite a good one Doc...
> > >
> > > Just found this, thanks for reading and for the endorsement, Zod.
> > > To be added soon to the Shadowville Mythos blog:
> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/?m=1
> > Cool cool.... bring it on.....
> Thanks again for the nod, General Zod.

Again... good read... !

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by: W.Dockery - Sun, 10 Sep 2023 00:11 UTC

Faraway Star wrote:

> On Tuesday, February 8, 2022 at 10:09:14 PM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>> On Tuesday, February 8, 2022 at 6:40:08 PM UTC-5, Zod wrote:
>> > On Tuesday, February 8, 2022 at 4:45:12 AM UTC-5, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > > >> > > Twelve Efforts
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Come along now
>> > > >> > > come along.
>> > > >> > > Come along now
>> > > >> > > go slowly.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Now
>> > > >> > > we are like stone figures
>> > > >> > > setting a place
>> > > >> > > in history.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > We had one shot
>> > > >> > > to get out of
>> > > >> > > Cabbage Town
>> > > >> > > on crutches in the sand.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Still dancing
>> > > >> > > under electric skies.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Old Scratch
>> > > >> > > kept it all
>> > > >> > > within reason.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Exit
>> > > >> > > step back.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Let the street side
>> > > >> > > melodrama play out.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I must have been
>> > > >> > > on a bland ego trip.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > What task was I
>> > > >> > > set up for next?
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > He was displayed
>> > > >> > > sitting with the crowd,
>> > > >> > > like a stranger
>> > > >> > > in an even stranger land.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > That Summer
>> > > >> > > left me feeling young
>> > > >> > > and I was young.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I had
>> > > >> > > more notches to carve.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Jump cut back
>> > > >> > > to Springtime.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > The refreshing wind
>> > > >> > > when I tried to hide.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > It was
>> > > >> > > morning in America
>> > > >> > > all the way.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > so we took it back
>> > > >> > > to the start.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Throw in some
>> > > >> > > Rolling Stones machismo
>> > > >> > > or a touch of Brando.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Like a jungle adventure
>> > > >> > > taken from my era
>> > > >> > > took a moment
>> > > >> > > to come to realize.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > To last
>> > > >> > > through
>> > > >> > > twelve efforts
>> > > >> > > weed thoughts
>> > > >> > > sure do
>> > > >> > > tax my mind.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > That will be an effort
>> > > >> > > we were
>> > > >> > > like the lost ones
>> > > >> > > leading the blind.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Doomed us every day
>> > > >> > > Shiver's bird
>> > > >> > > was tossed.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > She could have been
>> > > >> > > someone's mother
>> > > >> > > but she sure was dosed.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I was with Rita
>> > > >> > > who was one of my
>> > > >> > > favorite flames.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Up on the hill
>> > > >> > > with her breakfast coffee.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Sure loved the way
>> > > >> > > she played
>> > > >> > > the numbers games.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > We do not know
>> > > >> > > where he went
>> > > >> > > not even his brother
>> > > >> > > had a clue.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > We don't know
>> > > >> > > where he went.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > All up in alms
>> > > >> > > repeat the 23rd Psalms.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > All this great crass
>> > > >> > > rejuvenating effort
>> > > >> > > making a last
>> > > >> > > slightly late retort.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > All of us
>> > > >> > > laughing
>> > > >> > > down the avenue.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > In that humid
>> > > >> > > spaced out
>> > > >> > > Summer of 1982.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Hercules Shiver
>> > > >> > > you were right
>> > > >> > > this is true.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Auto writing
>> > > >> > > for the myth
>> > > >> > > from the muse.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I made it just along the trail
>> > > >> > > court and spark
>> > > >> > > on a Saturday afternoon.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > As the world sleeps
>> > > >> > > nothing seems
>> > > >> > > to be moving.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > But that would
>> > > >> > > have to be
>> > > >> > > incorrect.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I have not decided
>> > > >> > > if you are real
>> > > >> > > or just a figment
>> > > >> > > from a fever dream.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > With wind
>> > > >> > > from the East
>> > > >> > > and a chill
>> > > >> > > not right for June.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > The night shines
>> > > >> > > and the torch lamp
>> > > >> > > glows
>> > > >> > > out there
>> > > >> > > down the hill.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Will you prefer
>> > > >> > > a lucky gnome
>> > > >> > > who was
>> > > >> > > not so sentimental?
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > -Will Dockery / June 12 2020
>> > > >>
>> > > >
>> > > > Quite a good one Doc...
>> > >
>> > > Just found this, thanks for reading and for the endorsement, Zod.
>> > > To be added soon to the Shadowville Mythos blog:
>> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/?m=1
>

> Again... good read

Thanks again my friend.

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by: W.Dockery - Mon, 25 Sep 2023 04:14 UTC

Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>> > > >> > > Twelve Efforts
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Come along now
>> > > >> > > come along.
>> > > >> > > Come along now
>> > > >> > > go slowly.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Now
>> > > >> > > we are like stone figures
>> > > >> > > setting a place
>> > > >> > > in history.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > We had one shot
>> > > >> > > to get out of
>> > > >> > > Cabbage Town
>> > > >> > > on crutches in the sand.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Still dancing
>> > > >> > > under electric skies.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Old Scratch
>> > > >> > > kept it all
>> > > >> > > within reason.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Exit
>> > > >> > > step back.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Let the street side
>> > > >> > > melodrama play out.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I must have been
>> > > >> > > on a bland ego trip.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > What task was I
>> > > >> > > set up for next?
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > He was displayed
>> > > >> > > sitting with the crowd,
>> > > >> > > like a stranger
>> > > >> > > in an even stranger land.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > That Summer
>> > > >> > > left me feeling young
>> > > >> > > and I was young.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I had
>> > > >> > > more notches to carve.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Jump cut back
>> > > >> > > to Springtime.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > The refreshing wind
>> > > >> > > when I tried to hide.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > It was
>> > > >> > > morning in America
>> > > >> > > all the way.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > so we took it back
>> > > >> > > to the start.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Throw in some
>> > > >> > > Rolling Stones machismo
>> > > >> > > or a touch of Brando.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Like a jungle adventure
>> > > >> > > taken from my era
>> > > >> > > took a moment
>> > > >> > > to come to realize.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > To last
>> > > >> > > through
>> > > >> > > twelve efforts
>> > > >> > > weed thoughts
>> > > >> > > sure do
>> > > >> > > tax my mind.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > That will be an effort
>> > > >> > > we were
>> > > >> > > like the lost ones
>> > > >> > > leading the blind.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Doomed us every day
>> > > >> > > Shiver's bird
>> > > >> > > was tossed.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > She could have been
>> > > >> > > someone's mother
>> > > >> > > but she sure was dosed.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I was with Rita
>> > > >> > > who was one of my
>> > > >> > > favorite flames.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Up on the hill
>> > > >> > > with her breakfast coffee.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Sure loved the way
>> > > >> > > she played
>> > > >> > > the numbers games.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > We do not know
>> > > >> > > where he went
>> > > >> > > not even his brother
>> > > >> > > had a clue.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > We don't know
>> > > >> > > where he went.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > All up in alms
>> > > >> > > repeat the 23rd Psalms.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > All this great crass
>> > > >> > > rejuvenating effort
>> > > >> > > making a last
>> > > >> > > slightly late retort.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > All of us
>> > > >> > > laughing
>> > > >> > > down the avenue.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > In that humid
>> > > >> > > spaced out
>> > > >> > > Summer of 1982.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Hercules Shiver
>> > > >> > > you were right
>> > > >> > > this is true.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Auto writing
>> > > >> > > for the myth
>> > > >> > > from the muse.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I made it just along the trail
>> > > >> > > court and spark
>> > > >> > > on a Saturday afternoon.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > As the world sleeps
>> > > >> > > nothing seems
>> > > >> > > to be moving.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > But that would
>> > > >> > > have to be
>> > > >> > > incorrect.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > I have not decided
>> > > >> > > if you are real
>> > > >> > > or just a figment
>> > > >> > > from a fever dream.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > With wind
>> > > >> > > from the East
>> > > >> > > and a chill
>> > > >> > > not right for June.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > The night shines
>> > > >> > > and the torch lamp
>> > > >> > > glows
>> > > >> > > out there
>> > > >> > > down the hill.
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > Will you prefer
>> > > >> > > a lucky gnome
>> > > >> > > who was
>> > > >> > > not so sentimental?
>> > > >> >
>> > > >> > > -Will Dockery / June 12 2020
> From the Shadowville Mythos blog:
>
> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/?m=1

> good read

Good evening, thanks again for the nod.

🙂

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by: General-Zod - Wed, 7 Feb 2024 22:21 UTC

Will Dockery wrote:

> Faraway Star wrote:

>> Will Dockery wrote:
>
>>> > > >> > > Twelve Efforts
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Come along now
>>> > > >> > > come along.
>>> > > >> > > Come along now
>>> > > >> > > go slowly.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Now
>>> > > >> > > we are like stone figures
>>> > > >> > > setting a place
>>> > > >> > > in history.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > We had one shot
>>> > > >> > > to get out of
>>> > > >> > > Cabbage Town
>>> > > >> > > on crutches in the sand.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Still dancing
>>> > > >> > > under electric skies.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Old Scratch
>>> > > >> > > kept it all
>>> > > >> > > within reason.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Exit
>>> > > >> > > step back.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Let the street side
>>> > > >> > > melodrama play out.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > I must have been
>>> > > >> > > on a bland ego trip.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > What task was I
>>> > > >> > > set up for next?
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > He was displayed
>>> > > >> > > sitting with the crowd,
>>> > > >> > > like a stranger
>>> > > >> > > in an even stranger land.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > That Summer
>>> > > >> > > left me feeling young
>>> > > >> > > and I was young.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > I had
>>> > > >> > > more notches to carve.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Jump cut back
>>> > > >> > > to Springtime.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > The refreshing wind
>>> > > >> > > when I tried to hide.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > It was
>>> > > >> > > morning in America
>>> > > >> > > all the way.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > so we took it back
>>> > > >> > > to the start.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Throw in some
>>> > > >> > > Rolling Stones machismo
>>> > > >> > > or a touch of Brando.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Like a jungle adventure
>>> > > >> > > taken from my era
>>> > > >> > > took a moment
>>> > > >> > > to come to realize.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > To last
>>> > > >> > > through
>>> > > >> > > twelve efforts
>>> > > >> > > weed thoughts
>>> > > >> > > sure do
>>> > > >> > > tax my mind.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > That will be an effort
>>> > > >> > > we were
>>> > > >> > > like the lost ones
>>> > > >> > > leading the blind.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Doomed us every day
>>> > > >> > > Shiver's bird
>>> > > >> > > was tossed.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > She could have been
>>> > > >> > > someone's mother
>>> > > >> > > but she sure was dosed.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > I was with Rita
>>> > > >> > > who was one of my
>>> > > >> > > favorite flames.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Up on the hill
>>> > > >> > > with her breakfast coffee.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Sure loved the way
>>> > > >> > > she played
>>> > > >> > > the numbers games.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > We do not know
>>> > > >> > > where he went
>>> > > >> > > not even his brother
>>> > > >> > > had a clue.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > We don't know
>>> > > >> > > where he went.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > All up in alms
>>> > > >> > > repeat the 23rd Psalms.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > All this great crass
>>> > > >> > > rejuvenating effort
>>> > > >> > > making a last
>>> > > >> > > slightly late retort.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > All of us
>>> > > >> > > laughing
>>> > > >> > > down the avenue.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > In that humid
>>> > > >> > > spaced out
>>> > > >> > > Summer of 1982.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Hercules Shiver
>>> > > >> > > you were right
>>> > > >> > > this is true.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Auto writing
>>> > > >> > > for the myth
>>> > > >> > > from the muse.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > I made it just along the trail
>>> > > >> > > court and spark
>>> > > >> > > on a Saturday afternoon.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > As the world sleeps
>>> > > >> > > nothing seems
>>> > > >> > > to be moving.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > But that would
>>> > > >> > > have to be
>>> > > >> > > incorrect.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > I have not decided
>>> > > >> > > if you are real
>>> > > >> > > or just a figment
>>> > > >> > > from a fever dream.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > With wind
>>> > > >> > > from the East
>>> > > >> > > and a chill
>>> > > >> > > not right for June.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > The night shines
>>> > > >> > > and the torch lamp
>>> > > >> > > glows
>>> > > >> > > out there
>>> > > >> > > down the hill.
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > Will you prefer
>>> > > >> > > a lucky gnome
>>> > > >> > > who was
>>> > > >> > > not so sentimental?
>>> > > >> >
>>> > > >> > > -Will Dockery / June 12 2020
>> From the Shadowville Mythos blog:
>>
>> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/?m=1

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Subject	Author
Re: Twelve Efforts / Will Dockery	Faraway Star
Re: Twelve Efforts / Will Dockery	W.Dockery
Re: Twelve Efforts / Will Dockery	W.Dockery
Re: Twelve Efforts / Will Dockery	General-Zod