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come friends, escape the gravity
of daily life; "come fly with me"

imagination writes the code
inspiration is the mode

our plans are made. the bills are paid
here, take my hand - 'be not afraid'

one thing is not yet revealed
today, that law has been repealed

we shall fly, and float, and soar
not heavy, grounded, anymore

in levitation full unbound
"come, fly with me" - how does that sound?

Old Blue Eyes sang in Vegas town
to Vegas girls in Vegas Gowns

now, it's true; we take control
"Come fly with me".  it's time... "let's roll!"


llp - [reposted] - sep2011 - dA  
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© 2011 - 2019 alapip
in recognition of 9-11, ten years after.

originally written sep2007, posted jan2009.
now, retitled and rewritten - original deleted.

still, with thanks to Frank Sinatra.
[what might 'Old Blue Eyes' think of today's world?]

changed one word in the title,
and edited a few more words - 9/10/11

retitled and reposted 09/11/2018

:heart:
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mass, density religion i've never been a participant, a member, but i think i see now. i've read your pain in the newspaper, between the lines, in television broadcasts and radio interruptions, propagandized grief spilling out your eyes i've never understood, because i wasn't there, wasn't old enough to understand [we had a model airplane, i remember, full of plastic, blank-faced souls: i made it crash and they all went falling down] there were clouds encircling my head as you stood trying to thaw from the ice of shock, break through waves of reformulation ideology. i was gone. "it makes us a nation," you say, between ga
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Shyll-jEdited |Hobbyist General Artist
This morning we were talking about where we were when we got the news 
and how surreal it seemed at the time. I was extremely busy during the
initial hours and didn't take it all in until later. I remember crawling
in bed with my mate that night grateful my family was ok, and then sobbing against
his shoulder recalling the details of heroic deeds and horrific deaths.

In this life there are truly only a few things we can control----
I'd like to think my response to this sort 
of circumstance would be "It's time....let's roll!"

Very Well done my friend! 
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
Tom Brokaw narrated a documentary on 9/11
from the point of view of the air traffic controller.
Having been one, it made me tear up quite
a bit when I watched it a couple of days ago.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwIYmB…

Thanks for what you said. :) pip

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CJ-Judd|Student General Artist
I've put weight back on again,
I think flying might be a little difficult
right now, luckily the bus stop is
not far from my house.
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
Tom Brokaw narrated a documentary on 9/11
from the point of view of the air traffic controller.
Having been one, it made me tear up quite
a bit when I watched it a couple of days ago.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwIYmB…

Thanks for what you said. :) pip

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CJ-Judd|Student General Artist
the collapse of building 7 convinced me beyond all doubt it was
an inside job. I've looked at many documentaries. Just goes to show
how the elite operate.
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
You might recognize the name, Robin Hordon, I worked
with him at the Boston Air Traffic Control Center, a good
controller, but a bit of a trouble maker. That was back in
the 70s, before we both, along with about 12,000 fellow
controllers, were fired [for life] in the 1981 PATCO struke.
Now he's bought into all of the 'conspiracies', and is very
active both on line and in public. Whether through intent
or incompetence, I think the Bush administration 'allowed'
911 to happen, and Cheney, Bushes 'puppet-master', led
him into declaring war on Saddam in Iraq. Of course, we
cannot be certain of anything.

We were all in a 'brotherhood', similar to cops and firemen.
I loved that career, 'the proud professionals'. :) pip
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Now it's 17 years later. Much has changed, but I believe an innate heroism remains in many of us. Thanks for the reminder. :heart:
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
Tom Brokaw narrated a documentary on 9/11
from the point of view of the air traffic controller.
Having been one, it made me tear up quite
a bit when I watched it a couple of days ago.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwIYmB…

Thanks for what you said. :) pip

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Just watched that documentary, thank you.
For everything. Yes, it's hard. :heart:Wotcher
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
:heart:
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This didn't bring to mind 9/11 for me, until the very end, even though I'd read it before tonight. That saying is forever intwined now with that day and yet, I couldn't help, reading this, think instead of the greatly anticipated "Pan Am" which played last night. Up until the very last line, for me, this embodied that image of adventure and wild abandon that airplanes meant in the late 50s, early 60s -- and especially for women. It made me want to erase that last line, take it back. Which, you know. Is kind'a how everyone felt, I'm sure, when the first pictures started rolling in that morning.

Anyway. Weird timing, good imagery, I think I'll keep this one in my 'special' box.
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
thank you, Kari, for thinking it 'special'.

did you watch the whole 'pan am' episode?
i quit after a few minutes, it seeming
like a cheap 'mad men' knock off. what
did you think?

also, yesterday: the maiden flight of
Boeing's 787 Dreamliner. sometimes,
i still miss my air traffic controller
days. we were PATCO - 'the proud
professionals'. my card's in my wallet.

oh well, i'll only work another year or two.

:shrug:pip
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I did. It's not Mad Men; the writing's not refined enough. But they've made one of the girls a spy, and that ought to be good for some laughs.

I remember wanting to BE a flight attendant when I was a little girl. How weird is that?

And re/the other note:

Deadwood is one of my favorite shows of all time. The language, dirty and gritty and full of cussing as it is...is absolutely glorious! Sheer fuckin' poetry, that mix of proper victorian backwards-and-sideways say what you mean through a dazzle of glitter and compliment combined with the sheer intent to separate from that very society. It's delicious. I don't even care what they're talking about, I just want to hear them turn their phrases. The fact that it was a fantastic story about (oh, dear! Here's a surprise!) the place where I was born?

well, that's just a bonus!
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
Al Swearengen - definitely Shakespearean.
i loved his soliloquies to the chief's
severed head. [alas poor Yoric]

no, Kari, i've not read any Shakespeare,
but know 'of' it enough to quote a bit.

what a hoot it was to hear my ex-wife,
a 'lady', addicted to "Deadwood", refer
to her asshole neighbors as "fuckin
cocksuckers". she was really into
Calamity Jane there for a while. :rofl:
she got over it - cold turkey.

a shame that too many of our country-
men/women were not 'safistakaitid enuf'
for it to be considered viable.

:shrug:
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You have given the piece a gentle, haunting quality, containing enormity within the compass of a crooner's song.

Artfully done, Pip.
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
thank you. thank you for understanding, Alec.

i have begun to think that i need to
explain in 'remarks', what i've all
along thought should be obvious.

maybe it's yours and my age group?

to tell the truth, i'm a bit envious
of the passengers on that flight - to
be given the opportunity to die in a
heroic act, and thus live on in the
memories of an appreciative nation.

they probably died without doubt in
their minds. it was a necessity.

;)_pip
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AlecBell's avatar
Magnificent futility!

I can imagine that people in such an extremity experience a sort of trance state ....
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
...or the opposite, Alec?

...to experience the event as
fully as possible, with focus
and heightened awareness?

to be in that 'zone' of 'see all',
once you've been there, you know
what we are capable of.

;)
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almcdermid|Professional Writer
So many ways to respond to 9-11; playfully would not have occurred to me. :)
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
[i was hoping], not 'playful', Al,
but more like i replied to Rosie,
above:

"well, it Is a tribute to the UA93 heros,
but also meant to give a positive emotional
aspect to their final commitment - kind of
like, "lets go out with a flourish",
epitomized in the final call, "lets roll".

we all should hope we might do the same,
if we were in that situation."

to me, they are heroes, released from
this earthly life, their spirits to go
where the quantum might take them, or
to simply 'wink out' in a flash of
brilliance.

i believe "the universe does bend
toward justice", logically, in the
nonzero aspect of its course.

:)pip
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almcdermid|Professional Writer
Playful may not be the right word, but the language itself did seem so.

Heroes indeed. And in my vision of the next world, heroes that may likely guiding the terrorists away from their error. I doubt that God, the universe, All That Is, whatever, has any use for punishment and retribution; talk about casting God in our own image!

Still, as with you, I also believe "the universe does bend toward justice". Often hard for us to see this with our temporal and cognitive limitations.

Al
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alapip|Hobbyist Writer
:nod:
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leyghan|Hobbyist Writer
The rhyming scheme is natural and flows effortless, I think. There's a bit of a melancholy feel to this but it also has a strong message of hope. Never forget... to live!
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well, it Is a tribute to the UA93 heros,
but also meant to give a positive emotional
aspect to their final commitment - kind of
like, "lets go out with a flourish",
epitomized in the final call, "lets roll".

we all should hope we might do the same,
if we were in that situation.

:hug:
pip
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