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Holes is a young adult novel written by Louis Sachar and published in 1998. It tells the story of Stanley Yelnats, a teenage boy who is falsely accused of stealing and sentenced to serve time at Camp Green Lake, a juvenile detention center in Texas. At the camp, Stanley and the other boys are required to dig a hole five feet wide and five feet deep every day as punishment and rehabilitation.
As Stanley begins his sentence, he quickly realizes that Camp Green Lake is unlike any other detention center he has ever heard of. The camp is located in a dry, desolate area with no lake, no trees, and no shade. The boys are given only one pair of shoes, one pair of socks, and one set of clothes, and they are not allowed to speak to each other or ask questions. The warden, Mr. Sir, and the counselor, Mr. Pendanski, are both cruel and abusive, and the boys are constantly hungry and thirsty.
Despite these difficult conditions, Stanley is determined to survive his sentence and return home to his family. As he digs his daily hole, he begins to uncover clues about the history of Camp Green Lake and the reason why the boys are required to dig. He learns that the camp was once a thriving community with a beautiful lake, but that the lake dried up and the town died when a group of criminals stole a valuable object from a wealthy man named Sam the Onion Man.
As Stanley and the other boys continue to dig, they uncover more and more clues about the past, including old coins, bones, and even a stolen bicycle. They also discover that the warden and Mr. Sir are searching for something specific, and that they will stop at nothing to find it.
As Stanley and his fellow prisoners work to solve the mystery of Camp Green Lake, they also learn about friendship, perseverance, and the importance of standing up for what is right. They come to understand that, despite the hardships they face, they have the strength and determination to overcome any challenge.
In the end, Stanley and his friends are able to solve the mystery and bring the perpetrators of the crime to justice. They also discover that the warden has been using the boys to dig for the valuable object, and they use this information to blackmail her into releasing them from the camp.
Holes is a beautifully written, poignant, and thought-provoking novel that deals with themes of justice, friendship, and the human spirit. It is a heartwarming and uplifting story that will leave readers feeling inspired and hopeful.
Rumors From An Aeolian Harp by Henry David Thoreau
There love is warm, and youth is young, And poetry is yet unsung. You might find yourself planning to run away with a lover today, planning to devote yourself to an artform full-time, or making huge leaps forward in the realm of intimacy. And ever, if you hearken well, You still may hear its vesper bell, And tread of high-souled men go by, Their thoughts conversing with the sky. There every virtue has its birth, Ere it descends upon the earth, And thither every deed returns, Which in the generous bosom burns. The Seven of Cups asks that you consider whether or not you have been frantically filling your mind with too many scattered bits and bytes, setting too many intentions, and working on too many problems at once. There love is warm, and youth is young, And poetry is yet unsung. Being able to see yourself as a precocious child, bravely navigating a world full of madness, will offer a certain kind of liberation from a somber ego identity.
  In my case it was the experience of having to replace an 8 foot stand pipe hydrant that had sprung a leak at its very bottome, which required me to dig a trench 7 feet deep large enough for me to get all the way in on my hands and knees at the bottom of it and do the dirty work of getting the pipe fittings undone and a new one installed. Leave a Reply Your email address will not be published. Young Woman Reclining on a Fur Rug by William Etty If so, this earth trine between Mercury and Jupiter will reveal to you what is actually stable about your learning process and what is actually solid enough for you to continue to build upon.   Optimism in the face of constant negativity in the media on global warming, the supreme court going off the rails, the war in Ukraine, an unfolding global economic melt down? And here I bloom for a short hour unseen, Drinking my juices up, With no root in the land To keep my branches green, But stand In a bare cup. Thus, you will be in better touch with what Western anthropology calls, animism , an understanding that there is no separation between the spiritual and material world.   Does poetry offer an antidote to any of these torments? That stock thus thinned will soon redeem its hours, And by another year, Such as God knows, with freer air, More fruits and fairer flowers Will bear, While I droop here. If accepted, your analysis will be added to this page of American Poems.
As a soil scientist and agronomist I have dug many root pits, but always in the past with the aid of a back hoe. And ever, if you hearken well, You still may hear its vesper bell, And tread of high-souled men go by, Their thoughts conversing with the sky. This Mars retrograde will be a time to consider how much of your life is spent in the projected future, rushing so far ahead in your imagination that sometimes you completely leave the realms of practicality. There every virtue has its birth, Ere it descends upon the earth, And thither every deed returns, Which in the generous bosom burns. Source: The Dial October 1842 p. For Virtue still adventures there, And freely breathes her native air. The Origin of the Milky Way Galaxy by Jacopo Tintoretto The Ten of Swords is experienced through the simultaneity of the ten thousand things: thus humbling your ego identity; thus humbling your sense of human exceptionalism; thus teaching you much more about your integral and interdependent place in the cosmos ….
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 But the most vital connection was the requirement of persistence and resilience.  I felt very much like I was digging a hole for an out house, hence my ruminations on ancestral plumbers. This Mars retrograde begins in the sign of Sagittarius , so the thematic elements of this reverse in polarity will involve a re-evaluation of your conditioned philosophical responses. As heart-warming and attractive as the transcendental worldview may be, the dark side of it engages the self in activities that seek escape from reality by means of drugs, plant-medicine, drunkenness, ascension, heaven, the 5th dimension, outer space, the after-life, and so on and so forth… Think about how many times you have heard that humans can escape our problems by: colonizing Mars…waiting for God to renew the Earth…waiting for the Ascension to renew the Earth…waiting for Science to clean up the Earth. The Hour Glass by Jane Morris This does not mean that you must go on a crusade and destroy all transcendental beliefs or mock the poetic accomplishments of Henry David Thoreau. And ever, if you hearken well, You still may hear its vesper bell, And tread of high-souled men go by, Their thoughts conversing with the sky.
There love is warm, and youth is young, And poetry is yet unsung. This week will be a gradual preparation for the Mars Retrograde on April 17th : a period of 80 days where there will be a notable introversion of the personal and collective energy that is used to propel, project and amplify. Together we can build a wealth of information, but it will take some discipline and determination. Thoreau There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life. There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life.
Rumors from an Aeolian Harp by Henry David Thoreau
There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life. Â Â Only if you let it…. For Virtue still adventures there, And freely breathes her native air. It has been my experience that a plumber requires every bit the ingenuity and dedication of an artist to complete whatever masterpiece is required of them that day. Â Â You are probably wondering what Sic Vita thus is life has to do with plumbing? There love is warm, and youth is young, And poetry is yet unsung.
Rumors from an Aeolian Harp, by Henry David Thoreau
Is it not these very notions of a spiritual escape route that have created the environmental issues, the health issues and the soul loss that many of us experience? Mars in Sagittarius still moving direct will also trine Venus in Aries on Tuesday, playing a high note upon a tightly wound string of sexual energy. To explore ideological polarities increases intellectual flexibility and enhances your ability to really reflect upon your most deeply rooted beliefs. Consider how the belief in a better world beyond this world may cause you to neglect your life and health right now. Â Â A shovel allows you to commune with your ancestors. Â Â Instead I took up shovel and ax and fought my way through layer upon layer of roots and rock and clay, saturated clay, one shovel full, one trowel full at a time, thus is life….
Poems of Nature (Thoreau)/Rumors from an Æolian Harp
 Mature trees and fence posts prevented heavy machinery from accessing the site, not to mention the cost , so I had plenty of time to reflect as I went deeper and deeper into my little trench with a shovel. You, cast in the role of inquisitive Alice, will be in closer contact with the collective unconscious. So, this is not an opportunity to feel pious about your lack of association with metaphysics, drug use or Christian ideology.  I am a parcel of vain strivings tied By a chance bond together, Dangling this way and that, their links Were made so loose and wide, Methinks, For milder weather. There every virtue has its birth, Ere it descends upon the earth, And thither every deed returns, Which in the generous bosom burns. Enjoy the flames of passion fully, but proceed with some caution, knowing the Mars retrograde to be approaching in a just matter of days.
And ever, if you hearken well, You still may hear its vesper bell, And tread of high-souled men go by, Their thoughts conversing with the sky. Some tender buds were left upon my stem In mimicry of life, But ah! On Tuesday, Mercury in Taurus will sextile Neptune in Pisces , filling you up with visions of an inner Wonderland. If you live in a society that is completely enamored by the perception of continuous conquest, progress and speed, a Mars retrograde can not help but imply that a dark cloud of collective impotence will soon weaken your virility. Â After a week of living with scanty access to fresh water because of a plumbing emergency I can attest to the artistry that is water that comes out of a tap on demand. However, the study of astrology is not meant to leave you mired in superstitious angst, but is instead meant to assist you in understanding the subtler nuances of the cycles of time.
This Mars retrograde will be a time to entertain your full acceptance and then your full rejection of transcendentalism. For Virtue still adventures there, And freely breathes her native air. There love is warm, and youth is young, And poetry is yet unsung, For Virtue still adventures there, And freely breathes her native air. There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life. Rumors from an Aeolian Harp, by Henry David Thoreau Rumors from an Aeolian Harp by Henry David Thoreau 1842 There is a vale which none hath seen, Where foot of man has never been, Such as here lives with toil and strife, An anxious and a sinful life. Rather, with reactionary Mars in retrograde, you will be better able to cultivate the awareness that is essential for you to remain truly engaged with the time and place in which you are alive. A nosegay which Time clutched from out Those fair Elysian fields, With weeds and broken stems, in haste, Doth make the rabble rout That waste The day he yields.
