Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:
How often misused words generate misleading thoughts.
~Herbert Spencer

When a man’s knowledge is not in order, the more of it he has, the greater will be his confusion.
~Herbert Spencer

Opinion is ultimately determined by the feelings, and not by the intellect.
~Herbert Spencer

End Quote:
The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects of folly, is to fill the world with fools.
~Herbert Spencer

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Posted from the Grove:
The Post & Review periodically gives public thanks to outside sources it uses. It’s been a while. For the personal pleasure derived from these online centers, and the frequent use of their services in this newsletter, it’s time to recognize them for the good they do.

A.Word.A.Day, with Anu Garg
If one cares about words at all, a classic. Comes with a daily quote
http://wordsmith.org

ThinkExist
Quotes available in various arrangements, invaluable resource for this editor
http://thinkexist.com

Writers Almanac, with Garrison Keillor
Having given ‘dulcet’ its definition-by-example, Mr Keillor has stepped away from the mic at Prairie Home Companion, but continues with this daily broadcast of the Almanac. Excellence in sharing the best of literature, the pleasure of it is nearly tactile
http://writersalmanac.org

GoComics (new)
In a sometimes gnarly world, real laughs. The loopiest, most seductive discovery has been, 9 Chickweed Lane, by Brooke McEldowney
http://gocomics.com

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From the Platform:

Video Favorites:

~Marc Cohn: Walking In Memphis (4:25)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_2t8oVH3qao

~Terra Naomi: The Vicodin Song (4:15)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rlWH9uICH-Q

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Chat Snippets:

Piffin: i dont know if the numbers have changed since the planet became aware of alcoholism as a “disease”, but i read an interesting book in the 90s. and, up until that point, something like 97% of pulitzer prize winning authors had been alcoholic … not sure if it’s a chicken or egg thing, but it was still an interesting study
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BarTalk: seems to be some sort of correlation
Piffin: pain creates art … the angels can kiss my ass
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BarTalk: amen to that

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Piffin: all you need to know about a person is their favorites in 2 categories and you know everything about them
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Piffin: 1. What is your favorite quote of all time
Piffin: 2. Without hesitation, gut answer, what is the best music album ever recorded

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Piffin: that is why women make better cops
Greymane: pfft wimmins make better everythings
Piffin: it is proven, when they have to take the shot, female cops dont hesitate at all … men, on the other hand, think about it for a nano second … and that gets some of them killed
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Piffin: men think too much

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Piffin: all you need to know about a person is their favorites in 2 categories and you know everything about them
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Piffin: 1. What is your favorite quote of all time
Piffin 2. Without hesitation, gut answer, what is the best music album ever recorded

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Prewritten for Thurs (03/23) @6pm PT/9 ET is: spook, paraphernalia

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@Writers Platform:

Prewritten: rebel, sunset

~Piffin: ku

Rebel sunset kiss
Romantic dreams ease goodbyes
Gettysburg ahead

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~Greymane: untitled

Does time possess the power that the light can guarantee or does the darkness rule the empty uncontrolled?
There’s a moment when the the sunset and the evening disagree when time becomes a captive in the fold
There’s a stillness in the shadows only silenced by the dawn that is just another version of the light
Riding blind through blackened corridors of on and on and on cries a rebel sent to rage upon the night

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~Heartou: untitled

It took 4000 days to wrap the world twice with her version of truth through color. Many believe her tongue, the words she whispers live within the winds that move forward with time. I say she is just repeating what all of us deny, what we rebel against seeing, the touch of gray, the knowing of all that is universe. That small moment between sunset and dust where orange meets love and love meets blue. Where the sails of night shimmer with the shine of your clear water against the sky of silver sparking stars in my soul. The place that when you close your eyes you feel yourself glide on the ocean of pure calm, soaring without ripples into another glossy sunrise of the blood red conviction of hope. That is where she ends and where you my friend can taste color once more.

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~BarTalk: Whether Forecast

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Impromptu: hand sanitizer, wildflower, brute

~Piffin: ku

Dead brute on the tiles
Parkway rest stop tool box hit
Hand sanitizer

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~BarTalk: ku

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