#hollowmen

[incorrectoldgodsquotes]

The Railroad Man: *looks at Erskine*

The Railroad Man: Baby boy. Baby.

The Railroad Man: *looks at White*

The Railroad Man: Evil.

[books-in-a-storm]

The Hollows By Amanda Hocking

Book One: Hollowland (The Hollows #1)

Pages: 330

Synopsis: Nineteen-year-old Remy King is on a mission to get across the wasteland left of America, and nothing will stand in her way - not violent marauders, a spoiled rock star, or an army of flesh-eating zombies.

Book Two: Hollowmen (The Hollows, #2)

Goodreads: Here

[books-in-a-storm]

E-Reader Books💙

Amanda Hocking- Hollowland & Hollowman

[teylosthetitan]

So, I've been thinking: why is the Hollow Man that we face in the cave in Oakfield headless?

None of the other Undead we fought so far were missing any limbs. So, did he die through decapitation?

No!

I think I have found the answer to this (insignificant) mystery:

The Hollow Man head that our dog brought back belonged to this guy. No wonder that he's angry enough to shoot us with lightning!

[sublimeobservationarcade]

Messed Up In The Trump Cult

It is incredible to ponder on how obsessed America has been with one individual for the last decade. This republic, this land of the free, has been messed up in the Trump cult of personality. Hundreds of millions of Americans have had their lives upset and f***** with by one, fairly sordid, son of a second rate property developer. Celebrity is the weakness of this people. Their unhealthy fondness for the faux familiarity of celebrity. So much for progress, for the democratic journey over decades and centuries. So much for the American Experiment. What was the Revolution for if you suck up to a king? “We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, remembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea.” —T.S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding,” Four Quartets (Gardners Books; Main edition, April 30, 2001) Originally published 1943.” ― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

The Trump Fame

The whole world is sick of this grub. This red capped, smug, man who hogs the limelight like a fat moth that just wont die. We are sick of writing about Trump. Heartily sick of hearing about him and seeing his visage on our screens. Talk about wearing out your 15 minutes of fame. It’s not 15 years! Minutes Mister Trump. He is hated by many more folk in the world than loved. Do the math. Messed up in the Trump cult and missing the point.

Photo by Manh Hoang on Pexels.com Trump Is Against Modern American Values Trump is not for anything! He is against climate change awareness and renewables as a solution – the greatest challenge humanity faces in the 21C! Trump is against DEI – diversity, equity and inclusion of those long left out from America’s bounty train. Trump is against women having autonomy of their own reproductive health. Trump is against gender and sexual preference freedoms for individuals. Trump is against the guardrails which hold power accountable. Trump Is The Ugly American Writ Large The late Robert Hughes wrote about America and its culture of complaint, back in the day. This has morphed into the politics of grievance and given birth to the Trump cult of personality bitching and moaning about everything progressive in America. Messed up in the Trump cult many Americans are cutting their own throats, economically and in terms of social freedoms. Celebrity does not confer goodness in the moral sense. The current era is a zeitgeist of immorality, a vacuum of virtue, where loud mouthed celebs portray the ugly American on steroids. “Imagine electing a President capable of turning the world against you in record time. Trump making America hated globally. Have you ever had a relationship with someone who turned out to be the most selfish person you have known? Someone who may have started out promising you a shopping list of goodies but ended up costing you big time? I think many of us have met such individuals in our time. Donald J Trump is that man for the United States of America.” - (https://www.midasword.com.au/trump-making-america-hated-globally/)

The Hollow Men We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats’ feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion; Those who have crossed With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom Remember us — if at all — not as lost Violent souls, but only As the hollow men The stuffed men. II Eyes I dare not meet in dreams In death’s dream kingdom These do not appear: There, the eyes are Sunlight on a broken column There, is a tree swinging And voices are In the wind’s singing More distant and more solemn Than a fading star. Let me be no nearer In death’s dream kingdom Let me also wear Such deliberate disguises Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves In a field Behaving as the wind behaves No nearer — Not that final meeting In the twilight kingdom III This is the dead land This is cactus land Here the stone images Are raised, here they receive The supplication of a dead man’s hand Under the twinkle of a fading star. It is like this In death’s other kingdom Waking alone At the hour when we are Trembling with tenderness Lips that would kiss Form prayers to broken stone. IV The eyes are not here There are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars In this hollow valley This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms In this last of meeting places We grope together And avoid speech Gathered on this beach of the tumid river Sightless, unless The eyes reappear As the perpetual star Multifoliate rose Of death’s twilight kingdom The hope only Of empty men. V Here we go round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go round the prickly pear At five o’clock in the morning. Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow                 For Thine is the Kingdom Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the Shadow                 Life is very long Between the desire And the spasm Between the potency And the existence Between the essence And the descent Falls the Shadow                 For Thine is the Kingdom For Thine is Life is For Thine is the This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. - (https://thepoetryhour.com/poems/the-hollow-men/) Robert Sudha Hamilton is the author of America Matters: Pre-apocalyptic Posts & Essays in the Shadow of Trump. ©MidasWord

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[random-bookquotes]

“It’s a hard life, but it’s the only life we have. And sometimes – ” he pointed to a bright flash of lightening, its jagged light stretching from the sky to the ground, “– it’s still beautiful. Sometimes you find something that makes this all worth it. "And when you do, you hang onto for it as long as you can.”

Amanda Hocking, Hollowmen (The Hollows, #2)

[meenakshichooramani]

When T. S. Eliot said - "we are hollow men who could've kissed and embraced each other, yet we bow down and kiss ideals in dead stones."

Everybody felt that.

- Meenakshi Chooramani

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[hypnictwitch]

“Has any PM ever been to Antarctica?”

“Harold Holt might have floated past.”