#dan fogelberg face the fire

[whispers-soundtrack-project]

Songs For The End Of The World

Playlist Part Four

Part One * Part Two * Part Three

Link to the Spotify Playlist is at the bottom of the post

The Final Countdown (Europe)

We're leaving together, * But still it's farewell. * And maybe we'll come back * To Earth, who can tell?

Aftermath (Muse)

States are crumbling * Walls are rising high again * It's no place for the faint-hearted * But my heart is strong

Point of No Return (UNSECRET, ft. Sam Tinnesz)

Pins and needles, facing evil * When all lines are drawn * Screams of violence pierce the silence * Like a raven's claw

In The Passage (Dan Fogelberg)

There's a sound in the wind that blows * Through the wild mountain holds * Like the sighs of a thousand crying souls

Galaxies (Owl City)

Call back the cap com * Tick off the time bomb * Let felicity fly * Armor the air lock * Blanket the bed rock * And kiss the planet goodbye

Traveller in Time (Uriah Heep)

If I could go back the same way I got here * And see the people that I once held so near * I'd do my best to find an answer for you * But first I must wait 'til I'm set free

This Is War (Thirty Seconds to Mars)

It's the moment of truth, and the moment to lie, * The moment to live and the moment to die, * The moment to fight, the moment to fight, * To fight, to fight, to fight!

Something Wicked This Way Comes (James Warburton & Diana Haunts)

Fall down to your knees * Pray for sweet salvation * As the gloaming slowly creeps * Comes while you are sleeping * Until nothing's what it seems * There's nothing left to believe

End Of The World (Aphrodite's Child)

You should come with me to the end of the world * Without telling your parents and your friends * You know that you only need say a word * So end my play with the end of the world

Fire On the Mountain (Rob Thomas)

How do you sleep while the city's burning? * Where do you go when you can't go home? * How do you drink when there's blood in the water? * Where do you turn when the world moves on?

[nativenewyorkerposts]

“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” (Franklin Delano Roosevelt)  Obviously, a dangerous virus is something to fear: “The poison is spreading/The demon is free/People are running from what they can’t even see...” (”Face The Fire” by Dan Fogelberg)  However, FDR is right about the devastating effect of fear.  It can paralyze a person.  The movie “Sunrise at Campobello” portrays Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s struggle with the onset of paralysis.  These are the words of Eleanor Roosevelt: “Franklin’s illness... gave him strength and courage he had not had before.  He had to think out the fundamentals of living and learn the greatest of lessons - infinite patience and never ending persistence.”  (Photo taken on February 12, 2020)

[gvfrry]

Vinyl Collection Masterpost

inspo from @mamavanheat :) this is such a cool idea thank you kat!! find kat’s collection here my collection on discogs my vinyl collection playlist (incomplete because not everything is available on spotify)

my turntable model

vinyl collecting is one of my biggest passions, my collection is one of my greatest achievements and quite literally my prized possession, so I'd love to share it with you :) I've been collecting for about six years now, and have inherited a lot from my grandparents (hence the random spiritual and children's records.) below is an alphabetical list of my collection. I have also included a list of the LPs I'm currently searching for at the end! I'll update as it grows!! <3

my favorites are in bold

anything in parentheses denotes additional information on special colored pressings or other details

newly added vinyls are in purple

The Gregg Allman Band - Playin' Up A Storm

America - America

America - America

America - America

Arctic Monkeys - AM B

Babe Ruth - First Base

Bad Company - Desolation Angels

John Baldry - It Ain't Easy

Bastille - Bad Blood

Bastille - Doom Days

Bastille - Give Me The Future (Orange, Transparent)

Terry Baxter His Orchestra & Chorus - The Best Of '72

The Beatles - Abbey Road

Tony Bennett - Tony!

Jade Bird - Jade Bird

Boston - Boston

Bread - On The Waters

Savoy Brown - Hellbound Train C

Glen Campbell - Galveston

The Charlie Daniels Band - Fire On The Mountain

The Charlie Daniels Band - Full Moon

Chicago - Chicago

Chubby Checker - For Twisters Only

Eric Clapton - Backless

Commodores - Midnight Magic

Perry Como With Mitchell Ayres And His Orchestra - Rollin' Stone / With All My Heart And Soul (Shellac, 10")

Earl Thomas Conley - Treadin' Water

Alice Cooper - Killer

Creedence Clearwater Revival - Greatest Hits

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Daylight Again

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - So Far D

Mac Demarco - 2

John Denver - John Denver's Greatest Hits

John Denver - Whose Garden Was This

Neil Diamond - Stones

Neil Diamond - The Jazz Singer (Original Songs From The Motion Picture)

The Disneyland Children's Sing-Along Chorus - Disney's Children's Favorites Volume II

Kyle Dixon & Michael Stein - Stranger Things, Vol. I (Red and Blue Starburst)

Kyle Dixon & Michael Stein - Stranger Things, Vol. II (Red and Blue Starburst)

Placido Domingo With John Denver - Perhaps Love

Doris Day and Buddy Clark - I'll String Along With You / Powder Your Face With Sunshine (Shellac, 10") E

Billie Eilish - Happier Than Ever (Pale Blue)

Billie Eilish - When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? (Yellow)

Eurythmics - Revenge F

Fabian - The Fabulous Fabian

Fleetwood Mac - Mirage

Fleetwood Mac - Rumours

Fleetwood Mac - Tusk

Fleetwood Mac - Vintage Years

Dan Fogelberg - Phoenix

Peter Frampton - I'm In You

Peter, Paul And Mary - In The Wind G

Larry Gatlin & The Gatlin Brothers Band - Greatest Hits Vol. II

Larry Gatlin & The Gatlin Brothers Band - Help Yourself

Go-Go's - Beauty And The Beat

Greta Van Fleet - Black Smoke Rising EP

Greta Van Fleet - Anthem Of The Peaceful Army

Greta Van Fleet - The Battle At Garden's Gate

Greta Van Fleet - The Battle At Garden's Gate (White)

Larry Groce And The Disneyland Children's Sing-Along Chorus - Disney's Children's Favorites Vol. I H

Halsey - Hopeless Fountain Kingdom (Clear With Teal Splatter)

George Harrison - All Things Must Pass (50th Anniversary Box Set)

Niall Horan - Flicker I

nothing here yet :) J

Michael Jackson - Thriller

Jay And The Americans - Sands Of Time

Billy Joel - Glass Houses

Elton John - Don't Shoot Me, I'm Only The Piano Player

Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Elton John - Madman Across The Water

Janis Joplin - Pearl

K

Khalid - American Teen

Kid's Praise! - Kid's Praise 2 A Joy Fuliest Noise

The Knack - Get The Knack L

The Lads - The Lads In Concert

Lake - Lake

Steve Lawrence - Winners!

Le Roux - Louisiana's Le Roux

Led Zeppelin - Physical Graffiti

Lee Greenwood - Somebody's Gonna Love You

Lee Greenwood - You've Got A Good Love Comin'

The Lettermen - I Have Dreamed

The Liverpool Kids - Beattle Mash

Living Strings - Music From Fiddler On The Roof

Living Voices - Sing Irish Songs

The Longines Symphonette - The Best Songs Of 1969

The Longines Symphonette - The Best Songs Of 1970

The Longines Symphonette - The Best Songs Of 1973

The Lumineers - The Lumineers

The Lumineers - Cleopatra

The Lumineers - III (Gold Translucent Gold Foil)

The Lumineers - Brightside (Sunbleached, Artist Signed) M

Post Malone - Beerbongs & Bentleys (Clear)

Chuck Mangione - Fun And Games

Paul Mauriat And His Orchestra - Blooming Hits

Paul McCartney - Tug Of War

Meat Loaf - Bat Out Of Hell

Medical Mission Sisters - Joy Is Like The Rain

Shawn Mendes - Wonder (Silver)

Mickey Mouse Club - Mousekedances And Other Mouseketeer Favorites

Steve Miller Band - Fly Like An Eagle

The Mistletoe Disco Band - Christmas Disco

Anne Murray - Anne Murray Sings For The Sesame Street Generation N

Nazareth - Hair Of The Dog

Olivia Newton-John - Physical

Olivia Newton-John / Electric Light Orchestra - Xanadu (From The Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) O

One Direction - Made In The AM

Orleans - Walking And Dreaming P

Panic At The Disco - Pretty. Odd.

Panic! At The Disco - Vices & Virtues

Panic! At The Disco - Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!

Panic! At The Disco - Death Of A Bachelor

Panic! At The Disco - All My Friends We're Glorious: Death Of A Bachelor Tour Live

Christopher Parkening - Parkening Plays Bach

Poco - Legend

Elvis Presley - A Legendary Performer Vol. 3 (Picture Disc)

Elvis Presley - Elvis In Hollywood

Elvis Presley - Moody Blue Q

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody (The Original Soundtrack) R

Olivia Rodrigo - Sour

Linda Ronstadt - A Retrospective S

Carlos Santana & Buddy Miles - Carlos Santana & Buddy Miles! Live!

Bob Segar & The Silver Bullet Band - Live Bullet

Richard M. Sherman & Robert B. Sherman - Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

Shooting Star - Hang On For Your Life

Nancy Sinatra - Boots

Roy Smeck and His Paradise Serenaders - South Seas Serenade

The Smothers Brothers - Curb Your Tongue, Knave!

Southern Pacific - Southern Pacific

Johnny Standley With Horace Heidt And His Musical Knights - It's In The Book Part 1 / It's In The Book Part 2 (Shellac, 10")

James Lee Stanley - Live

Steely Dan - Can't Buy A Thrill

Stephen Stills - Stephen Stills 2

Stephen Stills / Mike Bloomfield / Al Kooper - Super Session

Strawberry Shortcake - The World Of Strawberry Shortcake: Original TV Sound Track

Harry Styles - Harry Styles

Harry Styles - Fine Line

Harry Styles - Watermelon Sugar Single (Red, 7")

Styx - Cornerstone

Survivor - Eye Of The Tiger

Taylor Swift - Speak Now

Taylor Swift - Fearless (Taylor’s Version) (Red Opaque)

Taylor Swift - Red

Taylor Swift - Red (Taylor's Version)

Taylor Swift - Folklore (Pink "Clandestine Meetings")

Taylor Swift - Evermore (Green) T

Toots And The Maytals - Reggae Got Soul

The Turtles - Happy Together U

nothing here yet :) V

Jerry Vale - More Jerry Vale's Greatest Hits

Various Artists - Dear Evan Hansen: Original Broadway Cast Recording

Various - Grand Old Country (Box Set)

Various - In The Mood: Greatest Hits Of The Big Band Era

Various - Magnavox Let Us Entertain You

Various - Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (The Movie Soundtrack Featuring The Songs Of ABBA)

Various - Mickey Mouse Disco

Various - Super Hits Of The '70s

Various - Take Me Home Country Roads (Box Set)

Various - The 50's Greatest Love Songs / The 50's Golden Hits To Remember

Various - The Million Dollar Themes

Various - The Music Man - Original Soundtrack

Various - The Original Hit Performances! The Late Fifties

Various - The Sound Of Music (An Original Soundtrack Recording)

Various - Walt Disney's Sleeping Beauty

Various - Wonderful World Of Children's Christmas

Various Featuring Peggy Lee - Walt Disney's "Lady And The Tramp" - Including Songs From The Motion Picture

Virtuoso Symphony Of London- On The Night Before Christmas - Nutcracker Suite W

Joe Walsh - "But Seriously, Folks..."

Waylon - Greatest Hits

Wet Willie - The Wetter The Better

The Who - The Kids Are Alright

Roger Williams - Roger Williams

Wings- Back To The Egg X

nothing here yet :) Y

Neil Young - Harvest Z

nothing here yet :)

current vinyl hunting:

Taylor Swift - Lover (it's currently being shipped)

The Velveteers - Nightmare Daydream

Bastille - Wild World

Phoebe Bridgers - Punisher

Phoebe Bridgers - Stranger In The Alps

Greta Van Fleet - From The Fires

Fleetwood Mac- Fleetwood Mac

Fleetwood Mac - Tango In The Night

Carole King - Tapestry

Joni Mitchell - Blue

Crosby, Stills & Nash - Self Titled

Hozier - Hozier

Hozier - Wasteland Baby

Mother Mother - O My Heart

Dominic Fike - What Could Possibly Go Wrong

Frank Ocean - channel ORANGE

Frank Ocean - Blond

One Direction - Four

Cat Stevens - Tea For The Tillerman

Eagles - Eagles

Euphoria Soundtrack

[sharperthewriter]

Chapter 5 of the 16th Annual Kim Possible Fannies Awards

Chapter 5 – The Retirement Part, Part III

Gasps filled the room, and several guests rose to their feet in excitement for the moment.  Cell phones all over were hurriedly grabbed to film, including Kim’s.

“Electronique, my snickerdoodle, my schatz…” Dementor reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring box.  “Will you—”

“Noooo!” a bellowing cry rang out, startling the table of heroes.  Many cameras turned to where a sobbing Hego now stood, his arm outstretched toward the couple at the stage.  “Electronique, I love you!”

An even louder chorus of gasps was followed by silence, broken only by Ron and Wade leaning toward one another and whispering in drawn-out unison, “Awkweird...”

And then, all chaos broke loose.

“You stole my act!” the villain in red cried, leaping to his feet.

“Are you kidding me!?  I’ve been trying to get into VILE since two-thousand one!  Stop ruining my chance!” yelled the furious man in yellow.

“You’re dried out and crusty, old-timer!” retorted the other.

“Uhm, excuse me?” said Ron, waving to get their attention.  “Who are you?”

The two answered in unison, trying to shout each other down.

“The Mustard Meister!”

“The Tomato Tyrant!”

Kim and Wade looked at each other blank-faced as the two condiment-themed villains began a fierce argument, while Sheila had stood up and was backing away from her brothers’ table in horror.  Mego had taken a similar approach and was simply striding toward the exit, while the clearly intoxicated man in a blue suit and domino mask was stumblingly climbing atop the table.  The Wegos were cackling and holding up their champagne glasses to him, egging it on.

“How dare you!” Dementor said shrilly, standing and raising his fists in anger.  “Zis is my party!  My moment!”

Hego had begun singing a horribly out of tune rendition of “Longer” by Dan Fogelberg atop the table, while Electronique backed against the stage in shock.

Laughter rang out as numerous cell phones switched between filming between Hego, Electronique, and Dementor, but a moment later attention was drawn back to the feud between the condiment villains as the Mustard Meister shrilly shouted, “You pipsqueak!”

Before anyone could react, he had shoved the Tomato Tyrant’s face into his plate of moussaka.  The younger villain’s response was to flail wildly until his hand found the skewer of a gyro, which he then began swiping at his opponent like a sword.

“All right! Food fight, seriously!” shouted Motor Ed from somewhere on the villains’ side.

“Eddie? When did he get here?” asked Drew, but his only answer was to be fiercely grabbed by Sheila and pulled away from the action as Motor Ed threw a bowl of orzo at no one in particular.  Kim, Ron, and Wade ducked under their table to hide—just in time, as the Tomato Tyrant retaliated on his rival by firing a ketchup gun, the contents of which hit many of the guests and made it even as far as the Global Justice table.

Ron recoiled when the ketchup hit the tablecloth that protected them, and then looked to Kim.

“Well…I’m not sure what else we should have expected, at a villain party,” said Kim after a moment.

“Should we make a break for it when the condiments stop flying?” Wade asked.

“No,” Kim said, shaking her head.  “I want to make sure Dementor is really retiring.  But…”

A plate shattered on the floor next to their table, and food-covered shards slid into their hiding place.

“…Wait until things calm down a bit?” Wade asked.

“Knowing this crowd, that might take a while…” Ron mused.

Rufus inspected the bits of food on the plate, stealing a piece of olive as the other three sighed and sat back to wait out the chaos.

“Zhis is my party you…you kotzbrockens!” Dementor wailed, his hands in fists above his head and his voice rasping in rage.

Hego had stumbled off the table, having slipped on a salad bowl, and red-faced and bleary eyed was still singing as he stumbled his way toward a furious Electronique.

“It was only a fling!” the Czech woman cried angrily, near tears from the embarrassment.

Dementor gasped.  “Liebling, you were unfaithful to me!?”

Food continued to fly around the room, with some villains participating in fun and others in angry retaliation as they hadn’t been quick enough to escape as Kim, Ron, and Wade had.  The trio couldn’t help themselves but to peer out at the sound of Electronique’s shrill scream as Hego reached the stage and it appeared he and Dementor may come to blows.  The Mustard Meister was presently trying to choke the Tomato Tyrant with his cape, and Motor Ed was trailing after Duff Killigan who was mounting a table near his own.

“Seriously dude, that’s crossing a line.  It’s just a party, seriously!”

“I dinna care!” Duff said angrily as he teed up and took aim with his nine iron.  The eyes of the trio of heroes hiding beneath the table moved in slow unison, following Duff’s aim, to where DNAmy had dipped Monkey Fist low and the pair were engaged in a passionate locking of lips.

“Dude, we don’t want to get arrested!” Motor Ed pleaded again.

“Fore!” Duff shouted loudly, getting the attention of nearly all in the room.

Kim was already moving, her skirts lifted as she ran toward the intoxicated and unaware pair of villains.  The exploding golf ball was struck and flew toward its target, but Kim grabbed a serving tray from a table as she ran and threw it just in time to intercept the golf ball’s path.  The small object collided with the tray instead of its potential victims and exploded in mid-air, further gaining the attention of the partygoers.

“Lassie, stay out of this!  These are matters of the heart!” said Duff angrily.

He swung at another ball, but his aim was off as Kim raced toward him. The ball sailed toward the stage, where Dementor and Electronique stepped out of the way as an oblivious Hego slowly turned, wondering what had so startled the other two.  The golf ball whizzed just past his head and struck the back wall, raining another shower of sparks down.

Kim kicked Duff’s club out of his hands and glared at him, knowing she couldn’t engage in a full-on fight given the setting.  To her surprise, the Scotsman simply grit his teeth and looked helplessly past her to where Amy was having her way with Fist.  It was less than a minute of action, but it had been enough for the sparks from the explosion to light some of the tapestry décor and the tablecloths on fire.

“Ahhh me and Rufus can help!” Ron said frantically as he and Wade scrambled out from under the table.  Ron poured a glass of champagne on one small cinder, which only caused it to flare.  “Yahhhh!” he cried, jumping back, Rufus clinging to his shoulder.

Kim had turned and crossed the room to the Mustard Meister, where she detached his cape from his costume and pulled it out of his hands in a flourish, to the relief of the gasping Tomato Tyrant.

“You two need to spend some time on separate shelves of the fridge,” she said with a frown.

“Ahhh Kim! Fire!” Ron shouted, now batting at a rather substantial flame with his dinner napkin.

Several of the other guests had started to do the same, the food fight mostly forgotten with the new and greater concern.  Kim spun around and saw the flames starting to catch in seemingly every direction.  Killigan was on his knees in front of Fist, holding one of his hands and pleading as Amy tried and failed to drag her drunken conquest away. Hego had tripped and fallen on his rear trying to put out the fire on the stage. Dementor himself was screaming in an incoherent rage, ranting in both German and English and stomping around at the front of the stage.

Before Kim could even think what to do next, suddenly the emergency sprinklers came on overhead.  All activity in the room ceased amid groans as everyone, hero and villain alike, were drenched, and the small fires were put out.  Kim looked over to the far exit where Sheila stood with a smirk, her hand on the fire alarm, and Drew next to her who merely gaped.

As her gown was drenched and as many of the other women in attendance began complaining over the ruin of their attire, Kim walked confidently up to Sheila and Drew, who were of course the only ones safe from the deluge.

“Good thinking, you two!” Kim said as she brushed her wet hair from her eyes and stepped into the dry space along the wall.

“Look, I just wanted to shut Hego up,” Sheila said, looking uncomfortable.

Ron and Wade had approached the trio, their tuxedos dripping, and together the group surveyed the room.

The fires were out.  Dementor and Electronique now seemed to be yelling at each other as Hego stood nearby sobbing and trying to interject. The Mustard Meister and Tomato Tyrant were still screaming at each other, though no one was paying them any mind due to the sprinklers still showering everyone with water.  And after a quick glance around, they finally spotted Duff Killigan slipping through puddles and fallen food items on his way to the door, carrying a semi-conscious Monkey Fist over his shoulder with DNAmy attempting to follow, albeit slower.  Nearly everyone else in the room were groaning over the state of their clothes, except for Motor Ed who was approaching their group.

“Dude, ‘Cous, way to take control, seriously,” Ed said, slapping Drew on the back.

The group cringed as Motor Ed shook out his mullet like a dog and then surveyed all of them before his eyes settled on Kim.

“Whoa, Red, that’s a good look for you,” he said with a grin, looking her up and down in her drenched and now rather revealing gown.

“Hey!” was the response Ron mustered as he stepped between them, blocking Ed’s view of Kim.

“I didn’t even want to come,” Drew grumbled, but as his eyes drifted to the stage he began to perk up.

It appeared as though Dementor, Electronique, and Hego would all come to blows soon if something wasn’t done.  Drew’s sour expression began to brighten as he realized that his former-rival’s party had been ruined.  He turned quickly to Sheila, but she was already grinning knowingly.

Kim eyed the pair suspiciously, wondering if they could have somehow planned any of it.  But as a shout from Dementor heralded the beginning of the fight, she rushed away to try to stop it.

Motor Ed looked after Kim with a low whistle, but when he saw a blue shimmering begin across Ron’s skin he gave an innocent gesture and stepped closer to Drew.

Drew cleared his throat and gave a shout.  “Hector!”

Elsewhere in the room, a slim man in a tux startled and looked around until he made eye contact with his boss.

“Clean this mess up!”

[trashpandaorigins]

The Body Keeps the Score Ch. 14 Reckoning

"You said it yourself bitch, we're the Guardians of the Galaxy." Gamora is finally a part of something. But the past always follows you, eats at you and she must come to grips with her deeds as she tries to build a future. Meanwhile Rocket has never cared much for anyone or anything. Together the two of them discover they are more alike than different and try to heal themselves by befriending the other.

*Content Warnings: Mentions of child/animal abuse, trauma, character death, physical torture/pain*

Title of this fic is taken from the book of the same title "The Body Keeps the Score: Brain, Mind, and Body in the Healing of Trauma," by Bessel van der Kolk

I can see you in the distance, and you're heading for a fall

Sinking deeper by the minute, you're about to lose it all

You better change, before the sun goes down

You better leave, before you are the last in town.

You better raise, your fortresses or tear them down

Better Change - Dan Fogelberg

Rocket’s claws clinked against the metal plating on his collar bones, tap tap tapping against the rusted pieces. He curled in his bunk, but despite his efforts nothing replicated that surreal cautious tenderness with which someone besides Groot had dared touch those metal bolts. It was …...nice. It warmed something inside him that had been cold. Some dark place devoid of light where he had poured his malice and hatred at the world. None but Groot, the old Groot, the real Groot, the one who was gone had ever shed any light on that space inside of him. Until now. No one else besides the flora had ever touched him without wanting to hurt him, change him, upgrade or improve or experiment on him.  And, like the monster he was...he’d returned the favor with betrayal. He lowered the protective mask and fired more plasma at the Hadron enforcer’s core, sealing it. No it probably didn’t need any fine-tuning but Rocket’s mind spun for something, anything to tinker with, so an upgrade it was.

“Hey, Rocket?!” Quill called over the intercom, “Can you come up here? We got a situation.”  The hair on the ringtail’s back rose with irritation,

“If this is about the patch job I do more work on this hunk of junk than any of yous so make Drax repair it!”

He threw down his equipment and made his way to the main deck.

“M Groot!” The little flora rolled into the hall, giggling and munching on the tiny leaf that grew from his own arm. Rocket’s mouth twitched in an amused smile, scooping the little thing up.

“There you are.”

“I...a...am Groo..ot!”

“Quill was tossing you?”

“I am Groot!”

“Tsch, well if he did that , I’m about to get my blasters and…”

The words died in his mouth. Three Nova Corps ships, and six officers surrounded them. Rocket instantly recognized the man to the left, the one whom he had called just terran hours ago. How’d they get here this fast? The engines on those things must be over twenty quarstones.

“Peter Jason Quill and the Guardians of the Galaxy, well we didn’t think we’d be seeing you so soon. Honestly, I’m impressed you made it this far without coming up on our radar.”

Rocket reached for his holster, his other paw reaching up to his shoulder where Groot perched curiously out from behind his ear.

“What is this about Nova,” Quill’s attempt at diplomacy appeared ineffective. The officer, one whom Rocket did not recognize, shook her head. He slid his gaze over to Gamora who stood beside Quill, as stern and expressionless as ever, arms folded and stance secure.

“If this is about the Platain town I massacred...that was….a while ago,” Drax defended, both of his knives out and ready. The Nova officers ignored him.

“Lady Gamora,”

Fuck…. Rocket cursed inwardly. His body tensed, grip tightening around his sidearm. Fuck...fuck...fuck you stupid piece of pelt….you really thought you could get away with this. After all she’s done for you? You fucking monster.

“You are under arrest for endangering your fellow crew, illegal pursuit of a fugitive and to prevent further actions against innocent plants and peoples.”

Three of them encroached, the man holding cuffs.

“Hey, hey!” Quill stepped between them. “There’s gotta be a misunderstanding! You sure your not thinking of the other daughter of Thanos? The bald one with the metal. What’s her name? Nebula? Yeah her! She’s the one you ought to be after!”

“Step aside Starlord,” the Nova officer ordered. Quill grinned cheekily,

“Uh uh, I see what you're doing, but validating my badass outlaw name is not going to make me turn Gamora over.”

Shoot! Run! Get the flark out of here! The machine...or heart...whatever was in his chest  raced with trepidation. Take Groot and go! He slipped his revolver out of it’s holster and gripped it tight.

“There must be a mistake,” Gamora clarified evenly. She made no move for her sword even as the officers side-stepped Quill. “I was going after Nebula. But she is no more a daughter of Thanos than I am.”

“Family relations aside, we have deemed you too reckless to be allowed out in the Galaxy unchecked. You were given your chance.”

“What chance? I’ve done nothing but pursue Nebula who is a direct threat not only to myself but to every planet she lands on.” She spoke like someone who’d talked her way out of dangerous situations before.

“That’s enough,” the woman Nova officer dismissed with a wave of her hand. “Take her away, she can answer to Nova Prime.”

“No no, no, wait man that’s not what we agreed to!” Quill exclaimed, “we just saved your lousy planet, remember?” The officers moved for Gamora, the one with the handcuffs approaching first. Rocket watched her strike the man, he didn’t even realize she’d unsheathed her sword. He fell to the ground with a thud. One down, five more to go.

“Damn it!” Quill’s blasters were out in seconds, and Drax charged forward towards the three Nova ships with uproarious laughter.  Rocket took aim instantly shooting at the man he’d spoken with not long ago. The man dodged, just in time to duck and take his own shot. Rocket leapt away, the hiss of the bullet ringing in his ears. Behind him Drax shouted something obscene, rushing to beat down the third Nova officer who was making a run for Gamora. She grunted, kicking him in the temple and ran her sword through his side.

“Guys the ships they….!” Quill shouted, but Rocket didn’t need to hear the end of his words. Two of the Nova officers had gone back to their ships, now firing volleys at them and the Benatar.

“Get back to the ship!” Gamora was screaming, pivoting as three rounds of fire shot towards her. Rocket, reached behind him to grab the Hadron Enforcer, grasping blindly for the handle,

Shit…! Shit! Shit!

“I am Groot!”

The frightened saplings cry sent his blood coursing with fright. Shaking, he dropped to all fours just in time for a Nova Officer to run at him. He slid on the ground and spun, firing at the man’s back.

“Die! Die!” Drax cackled, running towards the ramp of the Benatar.

“Get the people in the ships you dumb ass!” Rocket yelled, wincing at the sound of crumpling metal. They’d only just repaired the ship!

“Groot hang on,” he instructed, he’d have to get closer to get the best shot with a revolver. He ran forward to the Nova Officer’s ships. He darted instinctually on all fours, dashing from side to side and leaping up the nearest tree, scurrying out on a limb and dropped down on top of the ship.

From this position, he could see Gamora grappling with the remaining officers, Drax and Quill on either side of her. The officer inside the ship sent solar flares at the Benatar with unrelenting force. Rocket stood over the glass dome, taking aim and shot. The glass shattered, the man inside looked up in shock, cursing something before the ringtail jumped on top of him. Clawing, scratching, biting. Tearing into the fabric of the man’s uniform. His enhanced claws scratched the metal painfully.

“I am Groot!” Groot shrieked, desperately holding on to the straps of the raccoonoid’s jumpsuit.

“Get off me!”

The officer flailed, kicking, the ship rocked. Rocket stumbled backward, turning as the whole ship veered to the left, the hail of solar beams skated from the Benatar towards Quill, Drax and Gamora fought.

No! NO! NO! NO!

Rocket spun, grabbing the controls, throwing his weight against the gun, shoving with all his might.

“Quill!” Gamora’s shout caught his ears even from inside the ship. He looked up, stomach buckling. The humie was down, the woman’s arm around him. Drax brought down the remaining officer with a quick thrust of his knife through the man’s jugular.

“Why you!” The Nova Officer behind him yanked at the scruff of Rocket’s neck with his glove torn hand. The ringtail snarled, teeth bared. He lunged forward, pointed incisors sinking into soft flesh. Warm, metallic blood spurted, filling the raccoonoid’s nostrils in a frenzy. He snarled, gnawing. The man screamed, ripping out handfuls of fur, pulling on his tail. Rocket’s teeth latched around something hard, there was an audible crack and something wet, fleshy quivered in his mouth. He rent backward, blood  smattering against his fur. The Nova officer pressed his hands to his throat, gurgling.

Rocket starred, his entire body shaking, fur raised. His claws curled. In a heated rage he watched the man’s open neck, twitching, ghastly and shredded.

“I am g...g...Groot…”

The ringtail turned, still heaving for breath. The tiny flora pointed towards the ship. Rocket wiped his muzzle with the back of his paw and grabbed Groot in his blooded claws, running back to the others. Iron sweet blood slick on his tongue, he swallowed as he ran trying to get the taste out of his mouth.

“There you are furry friend, I did not know where you….what happened to your face?”

“T...take Groot,” the raccoonoid offered the sapling to the Destroyer who accepted without question.

“Quill!” Rocket shouted, eyes scanning the man for any wound as they half ran half limped up the ramp into the Benatar.  “Quill, yah alright?!”

“Y...yeah,” the man wheezed, one hand pressed to his side. “It was just a graze.” Rocket snorted, though no less comforted. “You think you can get us out of here?”

“She’s taken a few bad hits but I can get her going.” The raccoonoid nodded, scrambling to the flight deck and revved up the engines.

Come on, come on, come on!

He thrust the engines up and forward adrenaline still coursing through him. He licked his lips, whiskers twitching. The Benatar rumbled, grumbled and spat, finally lifting off from  Recseta.

“Drax, what’s the nearest planet?”

“Tarque. The largest planet in the Keystone Quadrant.”

Good enough.

They raced through the jump port.

---

“Where we headed?”

Quill’s voice jolted Rocket from his reverie. The ringtail licked at the inside of his mouth, the taste of blood still lingering.

“Tarque, not far.”

The human nodded, collapsing with a sigh into the co-pilot seat.

“So I’ll live, in case you were wondering,” he lamented. Rocket shook his head, ears flattened making a concerted effort to appear irritated.

“I wasn’t.”

“Okay, well we’ll stop on Tarque. Hopefully Nova hasn’t sent backup and we’ll be able to resupply before they find us. If we weren’t wanted before they’ll really be after us now.”

“Really?!”

Rocket hissed, punching autopilot. He cursed, climbing down from the seat and taking off to his quarters.

“You really did it now…” he muttered to himself, storming down the rickety stairs. His fists balled, tail thrashing.

How the flark and I am going to…

Something hard hit against his face, he teetered backward. Looking up and instantly away with shame.

“Gams!”

She looked down at him, stepping around him and down the hall with a grunt.

Rocket’s stomach threatened to empty itself before he made it to his quarters. Even ignoring Groot who called for him as he passed.

---

Tarque was just populous enough to comfortably hide a band of outlaws in plain sight. Not nearly as big as Knowhere, but still….Rocket could not calm his tight muscles. The cybernetics in his back ached, tugging at his flesh with the slightest movement.

“I’m gettin’ a drink, don’t wait up for me,” he grumbled as they departed the Benatar.

“No! Dude! We need to stick together! We need supplies! We can’t risk landing on another habitable planet for awhile! We have to get…”

 the human’s voice quickly died off in the crowd of aliens. Rocket walked in a daze through the streets. Eyes shifting between the people as they bustled and brawled. It took no time to  find a dank, dreary dive bar.

“Evmon’s” the sign proclaimed. Rocket peered in to the hazy room. A bartender cleaned glassed, only two other patron’s kept to themselves on either end of the long bar.

Perfect.

He shoved the door open, hauled himself up onto the stool and ordered two shots of Urkven.

If anything can wash the taste of that guys blood out of my mouth, it’s Urkven.

---

“You,” a voice seethed.

Rocket’s mind swam with the alcohol he had consumed in the last...well...he wasn’t keeping track of the time and the foul fleshy taste of the Nova officer’s neck was not washing away as he’d hoped.

“You betrayed me to the Nova Corps.”

“N...no I didn't,” he slurred, groping for the glass before him.

“What did they offer you?” She fumed stalking over to him out of the darkness. “Units?”

“....yeah,” he burped a little and took another drink. “Lots of units.”

“What were those units going to buy you, Rocket?” Gamora’s voice rose beyond rage “Weapons for your anger? Booze for your pain? Friendship? Sympathy? Answers?!” She glared at him with such ruthless disappointment the raccoonoid almost had the audacity to look ashamed. “I thought we were worth more than units. I thought you learned your lesson.”

“What lesson?” Rocket managed a sneer.

“That there are things more precious than bombs or ships or getting rich. Family....empathy...” Rocket rolled his eyes. “You know who  taught me that?”

“Lemme guess, Star Shit?”

“Groot.” Gamora answered shortly. Rocket watched her face shift from livid contempt to something he couldn’t name. Something softer...sadder. The thing in his cybernetically enhanced chest nearly shorted out.

“I thought...we were a family after that. That we could be something better. Groot taught me that. That’s what his sacrifice meant to me. I thought....I was sure it would mean something to you too. I thought if anyone could get through to you it would’ve been him.”

 She looked down at her glass, tapping her finger against the rim. Hair fell over her shoulder obscuring her face. 

“I was wrong about you both. I guess his death wasn’t worth much after all. Not to you anyway.” She turned back to face him, eyes searing as she looked down at him with disgust. 

“You were right Rocket. You are a monster. I’m sorry Groot didn’t realize that sooner. It would’ve saved him if he had.”

She looked down at her hands.

“The people from Halfworld were right. I should’ve given you back to them.”

Sobriety came crashing back to the ringtails mind, brought on by stomach dropping dread.

“Y….you wouldn’t....”

“No but I should have. I wouldn’t do that though. I’m not like you.”

“W...what?” Rocket tried to conceal the hurt in his voice trying to stop it from shaking already afraid of what she was going to say. Even his bravado has its limits.

“Your heart. You have none. The only thing that's there is a cybernetic pump. No different than this tap,” she gestured to the bar.

“At least the bar tap can bring people joy and comfort.”

“Shut up! You don’t know what the flark your talking about!”

“I saw the scans Rocket. You had them saved on your data pad. You want to know what was in there?” She jabbed a finger towards his chest,

“A metal pump with wiring connected to your main circulatory system. There’s no heart. Just a machine.”

His tail trashed madly, claws curling around the bottle in his paws so tight it smashed.

“Shut up! You're no better than Thanos! You’re a murderer and a killer and you’ll always be one!

Gamora curled her fists, ready to strike. He braced for it, but the blow never came. Instead she only slammed her knuckles into the counter.

“Papa Thanos never should’ve let you out to Ronan and we never should’ve trusted you!” He bared his red stained teeth. “You’re worse than Thanos, he knows he’s an evil son of a bitch, but you,” Rocket stood up on the counter of the bar, leaning in to the assassin woman’s face so close his nose nearly touched hers. “You pretend to be good and care about people! Your worse than him! I hope Nebula finds you! I hope she murders your cybernetic ass!”

Gamora’s hand swung out grabbing him by the back of the head and lifting him off the bar counter with ease. She strode out the door and dropped him with a thud on the hard ground.

Rocket rubbed his head, staggering to his feet.

“When we get back to the ship, I’m telling the rest of them what you’ve done,” she threatened.

“N...no!” the ringtail shouted, turning his back on her. He dragged himself off, into the thin alley between the bar and the next building. If Gamora saw him go, she didn’t bother to follow him.

---

The ringtail slid down the wall, onto the trash infested ground. Gamora’s furious green face screamed at him everytime he closed his eyes.

He smelled of filth and stale booze, his stomach lurched and he wretched onto the ground beside him. The world spun in a dizzying mess.

Where was Groot? Where was Groot to tell him Gamora was wrong? To tell him he did in fact have a heart, a real one? Maybe If I finish this bottle I can find out.  He smiled at the thought. His head lolled to the side to see the cracked green bottleneck still clutched in his claws. The big dumb flora smiled at him in his imagination. If Groot were here we could run off, if Groot were here…. he’d curl up in those long wooden arms and sleep off this terrible nausea. If Groot were here he’d...be ashamed that he had sold Gamora to the Nova Corps.

The thought made the raccoonoid sick again, vomiting.

“Hey! Look what we have here?”

Something hard knocked Rocket in the ribs. He doubled over curling in a ball.

“Give us your units rat!”

A flash of white pain exploded across his head. Everything went dizzy. Something trickled down his fur and dripped onto the cold ground. He tried to reach for his gun, but hard fingers grabbed around his wrist, twisting it. He yelped in pain,

Groot!

He tried to snarl and bite, but the assailants shoved him against the wall; a hand closing around his throat.

“Where are your units?!”

“I d...don’t got n..no uni...units!”

The fist smashed into his stomach again, knocking the breath from him. He gasped, small claws scraping frantically.  The second attacker pulled at his tail, the tender bone snapping. Rocket chittered with agony before being flung to the ground once more. Fingers rifled through his pockets but try as he might the raccoonoid could not move.

“S...stop! St….aghh,” he gagged as three feet at once beat into his stomach and back. The paneling in his spine twinged and spasmed, pinching his nerves and crushing his bones.

“Hey!”

A bright flash of yellow light streamed by, screams, shouting.

“Leave him alone!”

Rocket opened his eyes a sliver,

“Quill?”

More shots, the man ran into his attackers, shooting and beating at them until they ran.

“Rocket!” The humie was at his side in an instant.

“Oh shit man, I’m sorry I didn’t come in time. Gamora said she found you at a bar….I just didn’t know which one! There’s so many of em and…”

Rocket yowled as the human attempted to lift him up.

“Sorry man, but we gotta go, I heard the word Nova’s on our tail already.”

The man’s words drifted into his ears and out again, replaced by Gamora’s.

I thought you learned your lesson. I thought...we were a family after that. That we could be something better. Groot taught me that. That’s what his sacrifice meant to me.

His vision clouded even as Quill tucked him safely to his chest and hurried through the city. He tried to imagine Groot’s branches; the soft little lights of spores, the smell of earth...but all his nose could sniff was alcohol and vomit.

He had to do something. What would Groot do? No fuck that, Groot would NEVER betray his friends.  What...what would Groot want him to do? Make it right. But how?

Rocket swallowed, tasting the blood of the Nova officer still stuck to his throat.

---

On the Benatar, after Quill had forced him to drink water and sit in the common area the raccoonoid slowly began to regain his thoughts, slipping off the couch and heading for the weapons storage.

“Rocket!”

The raccoonoid jolted in panic, but steadied a little upon seeing the humie. He grabbed several guns and a med kit, stuffing them into his pack.

“What are you doing?”

“Somethin’ I shoulda done a while ago.”

He sniffed, taking a casing of bullets and made for one of the escape pods.

“Dude, where are you going?”

“Someplace I’ll probably regret,” he whispered slowly, checking the fuel saloge. “If I’m not back in four turns just...just take care of Groot okay?”

“Rocket…” Quill reached out a hand to him.

Either Gamora hasn’t told him yet...or he’s even dumber than I thought.

“He needs watering everyday, twice a day. Make Sure he still sleeps in his pot and that he gets enough sunlight. He should be under the portrain lamp for at least thirty nano secs. But not too much or he’ll dry out.”

“Rocket, man where are you going?”

The ringtail punched the codes, opening the pod and strapped in. Looking up at the humie who blinked down at him, naive and innocently unaware. It made the heart. ..no, machine in his chest cinch.

“If I’m not back just tell Gams….tell her I’m sorry, kay?”

“Rocket whatever is going on we can talk this out man!”

“No. We can’t. Trust me.”

He looked away before that stupid face made him change his mind. He punched in the coordinates.

“Fine,” Quill muttered. Trusting him.

Something thudded into Rocket’s lap. He paused, glancing up at the humie again.

“Quill, I can’t...take one of your elemental blasters.”

“You're not taking it. Your borrowing it,” the man corrected, smiling. The raccoonoid looked over the weapon and sighed heavily, taking it in his paws and strapped it to his side. He couldn’t bring himself to look at the man’s face again. But pressed the release button, holding his breath as the escape pod released.

[northwestofinsanity]

10 songs I’ve been listening to lately

thanks @mccoys-killer-queen !

1) "I Believe Our Time is Gonna Come" -REO Speedwagon 2) "Kings" -Steely Dan (compare it to #1 and guess why) 3) “Face the Fire" -Dan Fogelberg (the lyrics ought to explain) 4) "Flaming Telepaths" -Blue Oyster Cult 5) "Layla" -Derek and the Dominos 6) "Crazy on You" -Heart 7) "English Sunset” -The Moody Blues 8) "Man on the Silver Mountain" -Rainbow 9) "You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet" -Bachman Turner Overdrive 10) "In My Dreams" -REO Speedwagon [the elusive music video remix -WHY is this version not on iTunes and streaming services?  It’s supposedly on the Hits CD, but the Hits version on MP3 and streaming is the album version... :(  ]

Since this is something more variable with time, I tag @beelzebugz, @onstrangehighways, and @ray-rabies -still *only* if you want to do it, and anyone else who wants to is welcome to snag this.

[harmonicatabs]

Face The Fire

New Post has been published on https://harmonicatabs.net/?post_type=lyrics&p=6762

Face The Fire

FACE THE FIRE By: Dan Fogelberg Key: Am

2 6 6 6-5 -5 -4 5 -56 6 I hear the thun-der three miles a-way 2 6 6 6-5 -5 -5 5 -4-3 -3 The is-land’s leak-ing in-to the bay 2 -5 6 6 6 -5 -5 The poi-son is spread-ing -1 -4 5 -5 6 The de-mon is free 2 -5 6 6 6 -5 -5 And peo-ple are run-ning from -5 -5 6 -5 5 -4 -3 What they can’t ev-en see.

6 6 6-5-5 -55 -4 5 -56 6 Face the fi-re you can’t run a-way 2 6 6 6 -5 -5 The risk grows great-er -5 -5 6 -5 -55 With each pass-ing day 2 6 6 6-5-5 The wait-ing’s ov-er 3 -4 5 -5 6 The mo-ment has come 2 6 6 6-5-5 5-4 -4 4 -4 -3 To kill the fi-re and turn to the sun.

2 6 6 6-5 -5 They’ll take your mon-ey -55 -4 5 -56 6 And then take your health 2 6 6 6-5 -5 -5 To line their pock-ets with -5 5 -4-3 -3 Un-e-qualed wealth 2 -56 6 6-5 -5 These men are un-der -1 -4 4 -5 6 The pow-er of gold 2 -56 6 6-5 -5 -5 -56 We won’t be safe un-til we -5 5 -4 -3 Shut them down cold.

6 6 6-5-5 -55 -4 5 -56 6 Face the fi-re you can’t run a-way 2 6 6 6 -5 -5 The risk grows great-er -5 -5 6 -5 -55 With each pass-ing day 2 6 6 6-5-5 The wait-ing’s ov-er 3 -4 5 -5 6 The mo-ment has come 2 6 6 6-5-5 5-4 -4 4 -4 -3 To kill the fi-re and turn to the sun. 6 6 6-5-5 -5 -4 4 -4 -332 Kill the fi-re and turn to the sun

2 6 6 6 -5 -5 -55 -4 5 -56 6 The peo-ple came to the cap-i-tol town 2 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 One hun-dred thous-and of them -5 5 -4-3 -3 Laid their hearts down 2 -5 6 6 6-5 -5 They screamed in an-ger -1 -4 5 -5 6 And broad-cast their fears -5 6 6 6 -5 -5 Just to have them -5 5 -4 -3 Fall on deaf ears.

[udderly-abducted]

Dan Fogelberg - Face the Fire

[whispers-soundtrack-project]

TMNT: Passage

Fanmix Part One

A “soundtrack” for my TMNT fic, Passage.

Link to the Spotify Playlist is at the bottom of the post

Sorrow (Sleeping At Last)

I feel out of focus * Or at least indisposed * As this strange weather pattern * Inside me takes hold

Lullaby (Sia)

Send a hope upon a wave * A dying wish before the grave * Send a hope upon a wave * For all the souls you failed to save

Casualty (Hidden Citizens, ft. Tash)

Sun won't rise for our morning * You can't come back from the dead * Try to dry my eyes for the fallen * But the tears won't wait for the rest

Breathe (Fleurie & Tommee Profitt)

I hear the sound, echoes beneath * Angels and skylines meet * And I'm straining to reach * The light on the surface, light on the other side

All the King's Horses (Karmina)

I knock the ice from my bones * Try not to feel the cold * Caught in the thought of that time * When everything was fine * Everything was mine

I Grieve (Peter Gabriel)

It was only one hour ago * It was all so different then * There's nothing yet has really sunk in * Looks like it always did * This flesh and bone

Now Comes The Night (Rob Thomas)

And when the day has all but ended * And our echo starts to fade * No, you will not be alone then * And you will not be afraid * No, you will not be afraid

Fragile (Sting)

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one * Drying in the color of the evening sun * Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away * But something in our minds will always stay

Safe & Sound (Taylor Swift, ft. The Civil Wars)

I remember tears streaming down your face when I said "I'll never let you go" * When all those shadows almost killed your light * I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone" * But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

In The Passage (Dan Fogelberg)

There's a ring around the moon tonight * And a chill in the air * And a fire in the stars that hang so near * So near * There's a sound in the wind that blows * Through the wild mountain holds * Like the sighs of a thousand crying souls * Crying souls

[whispers-soundtrack-project]

Songs For The Spooky Season

Playlist Part Two

Click Here For Part One

Link to the Spotify Playlist is at the bottom of the post

Lullaby For A Ghost (Anica)

I read the last of the pages * That washed up from the sea * Written by the sages * That we’ll never see

Rhiannon (Fleetwood Mac)

She is like a cat in the dark * And then she is the darkness * She rules her life like a fine skylark * And when the sky is starless

Monster (Hidden Citizens, ft. Ryan Innes)

Maybe I'm a monster * Maybe all the things they said were right * Maybe I'm a monster * Maybe you should run for your life

O Death (Kate Mann)

What is this? * I can't see * With ice cold hands takin' hold of me * I am death comin' to excel, * I'll open the door to heaven or hell

Enter Sandman (Metallica)

Dreams of war, dreams of liars * Dreams of dragon's fire * And of things that will bite * Sleep with one eye open * Gripping your pillow tight

Ghosts (Dan Fogelberg)

Lost in love and found in reason * Questions that the mind can find no answers for * Ghostly eyes conspire treason * As they gather just outside the door

(Don't Fear) The Reaper (Blue Oyster Cult)

Came the last night of sadness * And it was clear she couldn't go on * Then the door was open and the wind appeared * The candles blew and then disappeared

The Yawning Grave (Lord Huron)

I tried to warn you when you were a child. * I told you not to get lost in the wilds * I sent you omens and all kinds of signs * I taught you melodies, poems and rhymes

Nightmare on My Street (DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince)

He grabbed me by my neck and said, "Here's what we'll do * We gotta lotta work here, me and you * The souls of your friends you and I will claim * You've got the body, and I've got the brain."

Moon Over Bourbon Street (Sting)

It was many years ago that I became what I am * I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb * Now I can never show my face at noon * And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon

[nativenewyorkerposts]

“People are running from what they can’t even see...” (”Face The Fire” by Dan Fogelberg)  The awesome guitar playing which concludes this song can make the listener forget about the cautionary lyrics.  That is a powerful description of fear.  Another song offers an antidote to fear: “Think about it, there must be higher love/Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above...” (”Higher Love” by Steve Winwood)  This picture was taken inside the Queens Museum.  The lights were dimmed, at the Panorama of the City of New York, to simulate darkness descending over NYC.  However, there are lights remaining in the darkness.  “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:5)  (Photo taken on March 4, 2020)

[nativenewyorkerposts]

“Face the fire you can’t turn away/The risk grows greater with each passing day/The waiting’s over/The moment has come/To kill the fire/And turn to the sun...”  Best known as a mellow singer/songwriter, Dan Fogelberg impressed rock fans with “Face The Fire.”  This powerful environmental song features remarkable guitar work!  I noticed Tom Fruin’s “Watertower 3″ during a daytime walk on the Brooklyn Heights Promenade.  I have read that the sculpture is illuminated at night by solar power.  (Photo taken on April 7, 2019)

[nativenewyorkerposts]

“The water is the same on both sides of the boat.” (Finnish proverb)  But the view, from the NYC Ferry, is different.  On one side is the iconic Manhattan skyline.  On the Queens side, the Ravenswood Generating Station, provides a different type of cityscape:)  Speaking of power, “Face The Fire” (by Dan Fogelberg) offers powerful lyrics regarding safe energy.  The song is also noteworthy for his extraordinary guitar playing!  (Photo taken on June 3, 2018)

[northwestofinsanity]

A hard-driving JAM with a screaming rideout... and sadly forgotten and ignored

Dan wrote this song about the Three Mile Island nuclear incident.

“I hear the thunder three miles away,

The island’s leaking into the bay.

The poison is spreading, the demon is free,

And people are running from what they can't even see.”