And so it is with Cheney, who relentlessly utters the mantra of "victory" and "honor" lying ahead of us in Iraq, because a white man can't "lose" to men and women of color -- and non-Christians to boot.

This is the definition of "victory" in the end for Bush and Cheney: white men -- whatever their personal deficiencies -- can't lose. It is just not allowed.

That is, perhaps, how we journeyed from Little Rock Central High School -- through a celebration of equality and the embracing of diversity under Bill Clinton -- to the bloodbath of Iraq.

If you were the master of a plantation, you could go whoring, drinking and gambling, but you could not be dethroned or fall from your position of ownership, because you had white male entitlement. You remained "the decider" no matter what. That is what the antebellum social and economic structure was built upon.

The unshakable core of Bush and Cheney's base may baffle persons who see the current Executive Branch leadership as impairing the national security of the United States and possibly precipitating WW III, not to mention bankrupting our country and destroying our environment.

But when you owned a plantation in the days of slavery, you weren't accountable to anyone but yourself -- and if a black slave got uppity, you just lashed or hung him.

A white man never lost. That is the heritage mindset of Cheney and Bush .

INDEED THERE IS THIS WORLD AT HAND,
WHERE LOVE HAS MADE IT'S CALL,
WHERE MIGHTY LEARNS THAT MINNY IS,
MOST MIGHTY AFTER ALL.

Lalepop'

I just forgot,
what I've not,
to concentrate,
on what I've got.

Lalepop'

I BELIEVE IN SEEDS AND REEDS,
MUSICAL VIBRATIONS,
AND A TOUCH OF BREATH,

IN MYSTERIOUS ANDIAN WINDS,
ANCIENT DESIGNS,
EARTH COLORS AND BLUE,

IN DEEP OIL RICH WOOD,
BLEACHED DRIFT ROOTS,
AND CLAMS,

IN LILLY POND'S INNOCENCE,
FROGS THAT CROAK BROWN,
LIGHT THROUGH HAZE,

IN THE PEPPER SMELL OF COLD MOUNTAIN STREAMS,
IN SLIPPERY,
IN CRAY AND LITTLE BROWN FISH,

IN THROATY FLUTE SOUNDS,
CHIMES OF CLAY,
AND TINY STONES,

I BELIEVE IN FLOWERS AND SHOWERS,
PEAS IN A POD,
AND BUMBLE BEES,

IN LITTLE TIN CUPS,
AND OLD WATER PUMPS,

IN TREES THAT MOVE,
ROOSTERS THAT CROW,DITTLES AND DUCKS,
AND BLOWING SNOW,

I BELIEVE IN MOUNTAINS AND SKY,
IN DEER THAT LEAP,
AND RABBITS,

IN OCEAN SPRAYED LOOPING GULLS,
PILLARS AND HALLS,

WILD GROWING FLOWERS IN FIELDS OF WHEAT,
APPLES AND LOGS,
NOVEMBER SLEET,
IN MAPLE LEAVES AND PINK BABY SLIPPERS,
IN GOD AND WATER SKIPPERS.

Lalepop'

I find it amazing that folks think I am a bit odd because I sleep when I get sleepy and I eat when I get hungry, and day and night are one thing.

Some times I wake up at four am and other times I am going to sleep at four am....I Love the timelessness of uninterrupted life,  free of it's vaporous measurings!

The end of time is not as foreboding as it might sound.

Can you say,

 "A BOUNDLESS GOOD TIMELESSNESS"?

Lalepop'