religious poetry and songwriting
David Dalton
mystic/religious poets and songwriters
and if they did not write in English what
are the best English translations of them?
Did Mohammed and Krishna write any songs?
Maybe Sting knows.
The tea, oh the tea, oh the wonderful tea,
long may it brew between Tanita and me.
(That's a play on
The sea oh the sea... song sung by Joan Morrisey
only the name was Joey and not Tanita then
and that was two syllables not three.)
David
David Dalton
wrote:
>In your opinion, who are/were the best
>mystic/religious poets and songwriters
>and if they did not write in English what
>are the best English translations of them?
>
>Did Mohammed and Krishna write any songs?
>Maybe Sting knows.
>
>The tea, oh the tea, oh the wonderful tea,
>long may it brew between Tanita and me.
>
>(That's a play on
>The sea oh the sea... song sung by Joan Morrisey
>only the name was Joey and not Tanita in that
>and that was two syllables not three.)
>
>"She is the queen of the slipstream," and I the tramp
oops I meant with I the tramp
>Van Morrison
>
>(I know, it is "with eyes that shine".)
>
>Thomas Kinsella's Finistere is pretty good too,
>but it is partly a play on Amergin's Song of Amergin.
>
>David
Eden
"David Dalton" <dal...@nfld.com> wrote in message
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In my opinion---William Blake
Enid
Adam Skeggs
Brahms, Bach, Mendelsohn etc.
Adam.
felon_def_ears
David, I prefer modern Christian music. This is the station I listen
to, check it out and give it a listen.
blue
mediations called The Book of Tokens which is one of my spiritual
favorites ... an example:
The Meditation on Aleph (1st/2nd verse of 11)
I AM,
without beginning, without end,
older than night or day,
younger than the babe new-born,
brighter than light,
darker than darkness,
Beyond all things and creations,
yet fixed in the heart of every one.
From me the shining worlds flow forth
To me all at last return,
Yet to me neither men nor angels
may draw nigh,
for I am known only to myself.
Ever the same is mine inmost being;
absolutely one, complete, whole, perfect;
always itself;
Eternal, infinite, ultimate;
Formless, indivisible, changeless.
Bertie the Bunyip
sednews:1104675188.4...@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com:
>
>
> David Dalton wrote:
>> In your opinion, who are/were the best
>> mystic/religious poets and songwriters
>> and if they did not write in English what
>> are the best English translations of them?
>>
>> Did Mohammed and Krishna write any songs?
>> Maybe Sting knows.
>>
>> The tea, oh the tea, oh the wonderful tea,
>> long may it brew between Tanita and me.
>>
>> (That's a play on
>> The sea oh the sea... song sung by Joan Morrisey
>> only the name was Joey and not Tanita then
>> and that was two syllables not three.)
>>
>> David
>
> David, I prefer modern Christian music.
BARF!
Bertie
Sick Mind
"David Dalton" <dal...@nfld.com> wrote
Great -- The Grateful Dead; "Ripple" and "Box of Rain."
Not so great -- Kahlil Gibran; "the Prophet"
Not so bad -- "Desiderata," even better -- "Inna-gadda-da-vida"
Underappreciated -- Shelley
My personal favorite -- Louis McNeice; "Bagpipe Music."
Sick Mind
boro...@att.net
Sick Mind
instrument of your will ... "
Okay, I know the whole thing or have it written somewhere.
Sick Mind
<hierony...@my-deja.com> wrote
> David Dalton wrote:
> "Tell the truth, do what you will,
> but if you lie then please lie still.",
Although I seriously believe there is something wrong with the way your
brain processes data, it seems necessary to read through your writing anyway
on the chance more is there than immediately obvious. This is despite
repeated examples that no more is there.
> explains exactly how I feel,
> in all of my religious zeal.
> The faith advice concisely stated
> in the quote I just related,
> offers choices you can see,
> relative to gravity,
> and to commitments thus required
> when all others have expired.
>
> Experience is wonderful! It shows all where you've been,
> and lets you know when you've just made the same mistake again.
> Mistakes can be a blessing, if you heed unto this call:
> "Learn from those of others, because you cannot make them all!"
> I think it's phenomenal, the nominal appeal
> contained herein regarding sin and my religious zeal.
> Now, that may sound ridiculous. It's funny how I start
> rhyming things, and timing things to reach some peace at heart.
>
> So, what's the whole point of this? God only knows!
Amen.
> As an expression of faith wrapped in skeptical clothes,
> God only knowing might fill some with doubt,
> but read some of Socrates. Hear the man out.
> Care to the context, though. Others may scoff.
> There once was a time when he ticked people off,
> and left little else but a hearsay bequest.
> Recall what he asked for - his final request -
> and that's all I'm asking, no more and no less, (on
> the chance someone hears this personal confession).
>
> -hi-
>
Sick Mind
<hierony...@my-deja.com> wrote
> Sick Mind wrote:
>> Although I seriously believe there is something wrong with the
>> way your
>> brain processes data, it seems necessary to read through your writing
>> anyway
>> on the chance more is there than immediately obvious. This is
>> despite repeated examples that no more is there.
> You're very generous. Thank you.
>
> -hi-
Let no one ever say your are not a sporting type.
Sick Mind
boro...@att.net
Sick Mind
<hierony...@my-deja.com> wrote
> Sick Mind wrote:
>> Let no one ever say your are not a sporting type.
> Just who exactly do you[r] think I am? Or more specifically, what type
> of person would I be to not let it be said that I'm not a sporting
> type?
>
> How exactly would one let no one ever say something in particular like
> that?
>
> Sometimes people just say things, you know. Like what you said about
> me before, which was, in fact, very generous. I don't see how you
> propose that be curtailed, or why you would even think it ... well,
> "necessary" in the first place.
>
> -hi-
I'm losing the signal here. I believe a misunderstanding is
developing.
For the record, I respect all living things. I try to find a message
from God in every action that might even remotely have one. In truth I am
often disappointed.
Some people establish themselves quite clearly as not representing God
at all. I can say with some confidence that you are not on that list yet.
I am sorry for any confusion that remains.
Sick Mind
boro...@att.net
Sick Mind
<hierony...@my-deja.com> wrote
> Sick Mind wrote:
>> I'm losing the signal here. I believe a misunderstanding is
>> developing.
> What a metaphorically prescient thing to say. No offence intended, but
> I can't help but hope that you're proven absolutely wrong, and with the
> good Lord by my side, I'll do everything in my power to shake your
> faith in that belief.
>> For the record, I respect all living things. I try to find a
>> message
>> from God in every action that might even remotely have one. In truth
>> I am
>> often disappointed.
> Okay, so noted ... for the record, of course.
>> Some people establish themselves quite clearly as not
>> representing God
>> at all. I can say with some confidence that you are not on that list
>> yet.
> Go to Hell.
Of course anyone who asks to be on the list welcome. Did I mention?
>> I am sorry for any confusion that remains.
> My apologies too:
>
> Who can count convincingly on perspicacity?
> Of us two, it must be you ... unless, of course, it's me.
> All that means is a hill of beans, and just to once compel
> the perspicuous imprecation implication, "Go to Hell."
>
> When I told you, "Go to Hell!", did you know where I meant?
> Would you think it possible those words were heaven sent?
> I'm no priest (to say the least). I'm little more than layman,
> and so my "Go", as you may know, refers intransitively to Grand Cayman.
> -hi-
>
fjm
> Sick Mind wrote:
>
>
>> I'm losing the signal here. I believe a misunderstanding is
>>developing.
>
>
> I can't help but hope that you're proven absolutely wrong, and with the
> good Lord by my side, I'll do everything in my power to shake your
> faith in that belief.
If God is everywhere, then He is by everyone's side, including those
that don't agree with you and those you think are not of God. It is
considered one of the attributes of God, that He is everywhere and that
there is no place He is not.
>
>
>> For the record, I respect all living things. I try to find a
>
> message
>
>>from God in every action that might even remotely have one. In truth
>
> I am
>
>>often disappointed.
>
>
> Okay, so noted ... for the record, of course.
>
>
>> Some people establish themselves quite clearly as not
>
> representing God
>
>>at all. I can say with some confidence that you are not on that list
>
> yet.
>
> Go to Hell.
>
>
>> I am sorry for any confusion that remains.
>
>
> My apologies too:
>
> Who can count convincingly on perspicacity?
> Of us two, it must be you ... unless, of course, it's me.
> All that means is a hill of beans, and just to once compel
> the perspicuous imprecation implication, "Go to Hell."
>
> When I told you, "Go to Hell!", did you know where I meant?
> Would you think it possible those words were heaven sent?
> I'm no priest (to say the least). I'm little more than layman,
> and so my "Go", as you may know, refers intransitively to Grand Cayman.
> -hi-
If God is everywhere, which is part of the Christian belief, among other
beliefs, then God is also in Hell, because there is no place He is not.
Diana
Rumi - little parables that could send any mind whirling
St. John of the Cross - Hell, he inspired Loreena McKennitt to create
such a beautiful piece of music.
The Indigo Girls - They sing philosophy. Their music has been burned to
brain ever since I heard a friend sing one of their songs back in '89.
Diana
Replying to myself again.
There are many other poets and composers I would include -- some better
than these, just that these are the more personal influences (off the
top of my head)during my day-to-day.
Sick Mind
"Sick Mind" <boro...@worldnet.att.net> wrote
> I forgot one, The Prayer of Saint Francis, "Lord make me an
> instrument of your will ... "
>
> Okay, I know the whole thing or have it written somewhere.
Lord make me an instrument of your peace. (I remembered before I
looked it up. Too bad there is no way to prove it.)
Sick Mind
boro...@att.net
James B. Mitchell
Although she wrote in prose, Julian of Norwich was a Christian mystic
whose writings are worth reading, with plenty of material for songs in
her writings. Her writing is almost like poetry.
The Little Flowers of Saint Francis of Assisi has some gems, too.
While not actually mystical writing, the autobiography of St. Augustine
("Confessions") has some great material, mainly because he's painfully
honest and straightforward about his own shortcomings -- something you
don't often find in Christian mystic writing. Augustine - who had been
an adherent of Manichaeism (sp?) and then Skepticism before embracing
Christianity - has a great mind and a down-to-earth way of writing that
really brings out some of the finer points of living a spiritual life
in the real world.
These are the few that I can recommend from personal experience. I'd
like to raead more in this vein, so I'm looking forward to other
on-topic responses on this thread.
-- James
ilya_sha...@yahoo.com
David Dalton wrote:
> In your opinion, who are/were the best
> mystic/religious poets and songwriters
> and if they did not write in English what
> are the best English translations of them?
>
> Did Mohammed and Krishna write any songs?
> Maybe Sting knows.
I recommend Rumi.
Here's some of mine:
=====================================
With Jesus
Though I'm the last in piety,
I hold the Heaven dear.
With Jesus, Lord Almighty,
I laugh in the face of fear.
May the whole society
Conspire to drive me insane -
With Jesus, Lord Almighty,
I laugh in the face of pain.
When in its entirety
I see the narrow path,
With Jesus, Lord Almighty,
I laugh in the face of death.
And when it's ignited
And burning all too well,
With Jesus, Lord Almighty,
I laugh in the face of hell.
=====================================
Heart of Darkness
Into the heart of darkness,
Viciousness and despair -
Into the very Tartarus -
Enters the prince of Air.
Ceiling is bleak and starless.
Nobody knows your name.
Inside the heart of darkness
Flickers an open flame.
Everywhere, creeps and scoundrels
Feeding upon the souls.
Under the heart of darkness,
Broken glass and coals.
Think that I might take flight, less
I also burn to death.
But through the heart of darkness
I must create a path.
Something ignites and startles
Amid the sulfur fumes.
Inside the heart of darkness
Torment of souls resumes.
Demons and fiends and gargoyles
Crowd me on every side
As through the heart of darkness
I take a tourist ride.
Skin catches fire and sparkles
And from it pours hot blood.
Within the heart of darkness,
Boiling and ruddy flood.
"Have you lost all your marbles?"
"If I did, would I care?"
Inside the heart of darkness
I can't tell here from there.
Place is unmapped and chartless.
All roads lead to Rome -
That is, to heart of darkness -
And from it rises foam.
Nothing is seen apart; yes,
Mirrors on every wall
Reflect the heart of darkness
At everyone and all.
Evil has many partners
And many a disguise.
Look in the heart of darkness
And train your ears and eyes.
You cannot tell apart us,
Me and the souls on fire.
It burns, the heart of darkness,
Outside, inside, and higher.
Where do I stand or start? Yes,
Write with a piece of chalk
Map of the heart of darkness
Upon a lotus stalk -
Lotus that, like most marvels,
Grows in the thickest mud
And through the heart of darkness
Reaches to heart of God -
There will be no more markers
Upon my path, as I
Burn through the heart of darkness
Into the open sky.
=====================================
Attack from here
Attack from here,
Attack from there,
It would appear
>From everywhere
On all emotion
On all of mind -
In the commotion
Truth's left behind
Attack from here,
Attack from there
It would appear
>From everywhere
Where do I go?
Every way, trap.
This much I know -
Only way: Up
As if I blew
Buldings apart -
Watch me break through
Into the heart.
What do I feel?
Omnipresence.
What's the appeal?
Omnipotence.
I feel submerged
In the blue sky
I feel emerged
Out of the eye
I feel the grass
And flowers grow,
I feel the past
Blended with now,
Feeling as light
As winds that blow,
Feeling as white
As mountain snow,
Seeing the bricks
Seeing the stones
Seeing the thick
Ocean flows,
Seeing the tops
Of many minds
Feeling them hop
Out of the spines
Seeing the eyes
Looking up
>From sunset's rise
To the top.
Seeing the thin lines
Dissolve
Feeling the sins be
Absolved
What do I feel
Out in the heart?
All that is real
Begins to part,
Souls through the cages
Begin to climb,
Thousand sages
Speak their minds,
Separate pieces
Blend into one -
All hits and misses
Feel like none,
Darkness and light
Make colored dreams,
Eyes feel the bright
Sunlit streams,
And the white sun
Sends seas of light
Over the one
Sky bright.
What can I find
Out in this place
Above the mind,
Behind the face
Where the infinity
Below
Swims out free
Into the flow?
I find a meadow
Full of flowers
I find a shadow
Of the towers
Palaces, paintings,
Temples and sun
I feel I'm fainting
I feel I'm gone
Into the stars
And galaxies -
I've gone so far
I'm lost in bliss -
And on this note
Before I die
You'll see me float
Up in the sky.
=====================================
Infinity
Infinity is darkness continuous
With no end or hope in sight,
Infinity is timeless, delirious
Passion that burns in flight.
Infinity is expectation
Of exhaltation and fall
Infinity is explanation
Of all the things you cannot recall
Infinity is grass on a meadow
That does not have an end,
Infinity is the shadow
That you try to catch in hand
Infinity is a golden wire
Stretched to completion and in it spent,
Infinity is desire
Reaching out despite intent,
Infinity is two mirrors
Reflecting each other and through them you,
Infinity is unclear
Infinity is sky blue
To vanish into infinity
Is to become indiscrete,
To lose all affinity
For all that you know and meet,
To lose barriers and resolution
And to become not your own,
To welcome destitution
And wealth in one,
To merge with incandescent divinity
And be enough apart
To love it; yes, to achieve continuity
Of mind and heart;
To burn with eternal yearning
And have that yearning fulfilled;
To be eternally burning,
And in the burning to become healed;
To be an eternal radiance
Sending light into people's souls
And across many magnetic gradients
To give pieces of whole;
To shine continuously and eternally
And never begin to end
To love intentionally and infernally
To make home of both sea and land
To know infinity is to extinguish
To reduce man to single gasp
To love infinity is to distinguish
Lover's passion from death's grasp
To live infinity is to know
That there is nothing else true -
Infinity is the flow
Between I and You -
Infinity is not seeing
But being the thing that is will,
Infinity is the streaming
Of time over the hill,
Infinity is truth that is shimmering
Somewhere between night and day;
Infinity is fire that is simmering
Infinity is molding clay
Infinity is intensity
And so, say I,
Infinity is immensity
Within your eye.
=====================================
The structure of the Universe
The structure of the Universe
Contained in human chest
The orderly and mutinous
The motion and the rest
>From single singularity
That no one can explain
Creates the flying galaxies
And all that they contain.
The magnetism and gravity
The forces weak and strong
Eternity and brevity
Combine into a song
That rings through all the galaxies
Through all of space and time
And with inspired melodies
Nurtures the human mind.
The structure of the Universe
Contained in human heart
In each stop, a continuance
In each end, a new start
And as blood passes through the lungs
With every passing breath
>From every lie the truth is wrung
And birth, from every death.
The universal passion
Contained in human brain -
Recombinance and clashing
Of Galilean frames
Eternity in brevity -
They pass each other by
Reshaping with their gravity
Each other's space and time,
Consigning to oblivion
Each other's sense of self
And bringing the dominion
Of wherefrom they all delve.
The structure of the universe
Contained in human eye
The protons and the neutrons dressed
In cloud that whizzes by
That won't give you the answer
How fast they fly or where,
But like a ballet dancer
Command and fix the stare -
That soar dispelling fear
Where nobody can find
And are the see-through mirror
Into the human mind.
The structure of the Universe
Contained in human soul
The ever-present superstrings
Connecting each to all
Containing like a hologram
The whole in each part,
Incorporating all of them
In universal heart -
The ultimate affinity
Of each and every soul
Approaches infinity
And merges with the whole
That manifests through timespaces
In fractal twists and swirls
The curvatures and chaoses
Contained in people's souls.
The electromagnetic field
Within the human voice
Contains the power people wield
In mechanism of choice
That shape, create and structure
The world in which they live,
Make wholesome or else rupture
Engender or deceive
Contain the inspiration
For newer better worlds,
Or, lacking integration,
Remain just empty words.
I'll find the truth in sunshine
And tease it out of night
I'll feel it with my passion
And know it with my mind
Combining and refining,
Destroying what is wrong
Explaining and defining
And crafting a new song -
A song that rings through timespace
With message that is new,
That solves each passing crisis
And makes the dreams come true,
Through neutrons and through protons
And electronic fields
Through forces, weak and strong ones,
And through the superstrings,
Through universal whole
And through each precious part
Will manifest man's soul
Contained within God's heart.
=====================================
Wonderful World
In this wonderful world we live in
We as beings of flesh and blood
Will have all of our sins forgiven
If we only turn to God.
In this wonderful world we live in
Under heaven of white and blue
Giving is more blessed than receiving
And the Lord makes the dreams come true.
It's a wonderful world we live in -
World of lilies and clouds and birds -
And in face of the man's deceiving
Stands the word that is high and true.
For this wonderful world we live in -
In all universe, there's just one -
However much man be grieving -
Is atoned by the burning sun.
To this wonderful world we live in
Through the multiple fits and starts
>From existents man must be weaving
What was greater than sum of its parts.
In this wonderful world we live in
>From the center of a black hole
Soul is puncturing through the seeming
To arrive at the truth of all;
To arrive, though without believing,
At the merger of God and man -
It's a wonderful world we live in
In each flower and each speck of sand.
In this wonderful world we live in,
With compassion and wisdom unfurled,
Man will master all and start giving
To create a wonderful world.
World is intricate, fine and clever
And without many a word
I will say now and forever:
What a wonderful, wonderful world.
ggamble
>Nothing is seen apart; yes,
>Mirrors on every wall
>Reflect the heart of darkness
>At everyone and all.
>
>You cannot tell apart us,
>Me and the souls on fire.
>It burns, the heart of darkness,
>Outside, inside, and higher.
>
>Where do I stand or start? Yes,
>Write with a piece of chalk
>Map of the heart of darkness
>Upon a lotus stalk -
This is fucken hilarious writing.
felon_def_ears
It's better than anything you've posted, gamble.
Sick Mind
"felon_def_ears" <theguyo...@veryfast.biz> wrote
> ggamble wrote:
>>>Nothing is seen apart; yes,
>>>Mirrors on every wall
>>>Reflect the heart of darkness
>>>At everyone and all.
>>>
>>>You cannot tell apart us,
>>>Me and the souls on fire.
>>>It burns, the heart of darkness,
>>>Outside, inside, and higher.
>>>
>>>Where do I stand or start? Yes,
>>>Write with a piece of chalk
>>>Map of the heart of darkness
>>>Upon a lotus stalk -
> > This is fucken hilarious writing.
> It's better than anything you've posted, gamble.
But that isn't saying much is it?
Did you really enjoy it, Charles? Without going back to look tell us
what any of it was about.
Okay, since that is too tall an order, go back and look and then write
a brief paragraph or two about the most powerful image or your favorite
image and why it is so powerful or your favorite, or just write anything
that shows you can read.
I think writing somewhat like those "rumi" would be great for second
and third graders for vocabulary exercise only, there really aren't any
spiritual lessons. Ilyakins, did you clean your room before supper and did
you map the heart of darkness upon a lotus stalk? Did you smoke any lotus
stalks, Ilyakins? You know that 's wrong. You won't go to college that
way.
Sick Mind
boro...@att.net
Central CPU
"Sick Mind" <boro...@worldnet.att.net> wrote
> "felon_def_ears" <theguyo...@veryfast.biz> wrote
>> This is fucken hilarious writing.
>> It's better than anything you've posted, gamble.
> But that isn't saying much is it?
>
> Did you really enjoy it, Charles? Without going back to look tell us
> what any of it was about.
>
> Okay, since that is too tall an order, go back and look and then
> write
> a brief paragraph or two about the most powerful image or your favorite
> image and why it is so powerful or your favorite, or just write anything
> that shows you can read.
What struck me was "For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For
those who don't believe, no proof is possible" and "Better to reign in Hell,
then serve in Heav'n."
CCPU
centr...@att.net
Sick Mind
"Central CPU" <centr...@worldnet.att.net> wrot
> "Sick Mind" <boro...@worldnet.att.net> wrote
>> "felon_def_ears" <theguyo...@veryfast.biz> wrote
>>> This is fucken hilarious writing.
>>> It's better than anything you've posted, gamble.
>> But that isn't saying much is it?
>>
>> Did you really enjoy it, Charles? Without going back to look tell
>> us
>> what any of it was about.
>>
>> Okay, since that is too tall an order, go back and look and then
>> write
>> a brief paragraph or two about the most powerful image or your favorite
>> image and why it is so powerful or your favorite, or just write anything
>> that shows you can read.
> What struck me was "For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For
> those who don't believe, no proof is possible"
Ilya didn't say that, Stuart Chase did.
> and "Better to reign in Hell,
> then serve in Heav'n."
Ilya didn't say that, it's from Milton's "paradise Lost."
Arlon Staywell
"Sick Mind" <boro...@worldnet.att.net> wrote
> "Central CPU" <centr...@worldnet.att.net> wrot
>> and "Better to reign in Hell,
>> then serve in Heav'n."
> Ilya didn't say that, it's from Milton's "paradise Lost."
It would be difficult to prove, but I think Milton wrote "than" serve
in Heav'n.
Arlon
esowteric
> What struck me was "For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For
> those who don't believe, no proof is possible" and "Better to reign in
Hell,
> then serve in Heav'n."
>
> CCPU
> centr...@att.net
Rabia, a female Sufi mystic once wrote:
O Lord!
If I worship you from fear of hell, cast me into hell.
If I worship you from desire for paradise, deny me paradise.
{from The Way of the Sufi by Idries Shah}
It is also said that belief is the poor relation of direct knowledge.
Belief uses you, whereas you can use knowledge.
Best Wishes,
Eric.
http://www.websamba.com/sarmoun/
Adam Skeggs
> I forgot one, The Prayer of Saint Francis, "Lord make me an
> instrument of your will ... "
But please don't let me be reincarnated as bagpipes..
Adam.
Sick Mind
"Adam Skeggs" <f...@optusnet.com.au> wrote
> Sick Mind wrote:
>> I forgot one, The Prayer of Saint Francis, "Lord make me an
>> instrument of your will ... "
> But please don't let me be reincarnated as bagpipes..
>
> Adam.
Louis McNeice's "Bagpipe Music" is a poem. It has never been set to any
music, bagpipe or otherwise, as far as I know.
For however much that might help.
Sick Mind
boro...@att.net
esowteric
> In your opinion, who are/were the best
> mystic/religious poets and songwriters
> and if they did not write in English what
> are the best English translations of them?
>
> Did Mohammed and Krishna write any songs?
> Maybe Sting knows.
>
> The tea, oh the tea, oh the wonderful tea,
> long may it brew between Tanita and me.
>
> (That's a play on
> The sea oh the sea... song sung by Joan Morrisey
> only the name was Joey and not Tanita then
> and that was two syllables not three.)
>
> David
Dear David,
I would say that the troubadours and the associated "love courts" played a
vital rôle in bringing us the concept of romantic love. Though their songs
spoke of earthly romance, at a deeper level they were singing of their one
true Beloved.
Best Wishes,
Eric.
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year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and
deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint
her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all even when
his hands got arthritis, too. That's Love.
Rebecca - age 8
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You
just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening
presents and listen,"
Bobby - age 7 (Wow! That's profound!)
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked
at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He
was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore,"
Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing
me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is
handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone
all day."
Mary Ann - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars
come out of you"
Karen - age 7
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you
mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget,"
Jessica - age 8
Irene Jackson
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IJ
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http://www.irenejackson.com/tips.html
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James B. Mitchell
>
> If God is everywhere, then He is by everyone's side, including those
> that don't agree with you and those you think are not of God. It is
> considered one of the attributes of God, that He is everywhere and
that
> there is no place He is not.
>
>
> If God is everywhere, which is part of the Christian belief, among
other
> beliefs, then God is also in Hell, because there is no place He is
not.
At the risk of unintentionally starting something up here, I just
wanted to say I've been thinking about this for a few days. It was a
good comment. Thanks for the thoughtful contribution to the
discussion.
My take on it (as a Christian) is that the issue is not whether God is
with us but if we are in/with Him. Sounds like double-speak but I
don't intend it that way.
After all, since God is everywhere, how can someone not be surrounded
by God? But the message of Christianity is that we, by choice, can
still live a life separate from Him -- we have the freedom to choose
that. We can be surrounded by God and still separate from God. If
you have any doubt that that being separate from God is the common
experience of humans, just ask around. In other words, that God is
everywhere is not the issue - the issue is whether your experience of
life includes an experience that God is everywhere, including in your
life.
As I see it, the choice is between separation and surrender -
"surrender" being the word that absolutely threatens our egos. The
"better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven" is the natural choice we
tend toward as humans - wanting control more than we want an experience
of living within God.
The old word for separation is "The Fall"; the old word for surrender
is "Repentance". Both phrases have become so charged and burdened with
other meanings that I avoid both of them, but the concepts are as
simple as separation and surrender.
As far as the whole fear thing goes, the only fear-inducing statements
Jesus ever made in the Gospels were to the religious hypocrites of his
day, which to me means that we should all have second thoughts before
thinking we're It at any point in this life. ;^)
Just my understanding -- no proclamations or pronouncements intended.
:^)
-- James
Mike Morgan
> In your opinion, who are/were the best
> mystic/religious poets and songwriters
> and if they did not write in English what
> are the best English translations of them?
Er.. wasn't king David quite prolific?
Great words anyway, but I don't know what the tunes were like.
As previously mentioned St. Francis of Assisi did the "Lord, make me a
channel of thy peace / instrument of thy will" - amazing how much
translations differ, isn't it? Apparently he was a singing monk
extraordinaire and wrote some other stuff including the 'canticle of
brother sun' though I can't say that one was quite so inspiring, perhaps
it lost something in translation.
Having welsh ancestry I can't help but love 'Bread of Heaven'!
Also it is easy to underestimate contemporary musical angles on the
subject. Bob Dylan's "serve somebody" carries a simple and accurate
message. On a similar note I like Fishbone's challenging 'servitude' -
asking in effect, whether you serve God or money. Great lines include:
"To whom, to whom do you pray
do dollars wash your sins away
does God love cold hard cash?"
I love that stuff, it reminds me of J.C. when he chucked the
moneylenders out the temple!
I quite like Andy Cairns' description of fallen mankind:
"The world is f**ked and so am I"
'Stop it, your killing me' - Therapy?
I don't think it was intentionally religious, but its amazing what you
can find in unusual places.
60 cycle hum
<jamesbm...@hotmail.com> wrote:
very well stated, James
cheers,
60 cycle hum
Krishna Bhakta
Srimad Bhagavatam etc. He is present as the Paramattma situated within
the heart next to the individual living entity (Attma). He is present
even in the hellish planets with the individual.
As for us (Attma) being one with God (Paramattma), This is denied in
the vedas where it is said God is 'Acinta Bheda Bheda Tattva' or
simultainously one yet different.
'The Supreme Personality of Godhead Sri Krishna, who is the original
person of the Visnu categories, expands Himself in two different
categories, namely integrated plenary portioins and seperated parts and
parcels. The seperated parts and parcels are the servitors, and the
integrated plenary portions or 'Visnu Tattvas' are the worshipful
objects of service' Bhagvatam, 1.2.26pp.
We (Attma) are the seperated parts and parcels of the lord. We are
born from him as a child is born from a parent. We are qualitively the
same but quantitively different.
Krishna Bhakta
God is present with us every where as confirmend in the Bhagavad Gita,
Srimad Bhagavatam etc. He is present as the Paramattma situated within
the heart next to the individual living entity (Attma). He is present
even in the hellish planets with the individual.
As for us (Attma) being one with God (Paramattma), This is denied
in the vedas where it is said God is 'Acinta Bheda Bheda Tattva' or
simultainously one yet different.
'The Supreme Personality of Godhead Sri Krishna, who is the
original person of the Visnu categories, expands Himself in two
different categories, namely integrated plenary portioins and seperated
parts and parcels. The seperated parts and parcels are the servitors,
and the integrated plenary portions or 'Visnu Tattvas' are the
worshipful objects of service' Bhagvatam, 1.2.26pp.
We (Attma) are the seperated parts and parcels of the lord. We are
born from him as a child is born from a parent. We are qualitively the
same but quantitively different.
As for the greatest song/poem, Krishna (God) is of course the greates
poet. He gave us the Bhagavad Gita. Gita means 'song' and bhagavad
means 'of Bhagavan' or 'of God'. So litteraly, Song of God.
Bob Weigel
>>My take on it (as a Christian) is that the issue is not whether God is
>>with us but if we are in/with Him. Sounds like double-speak but I
>>don't intend it that way.
>>
Well....if one believes in the historical record of what Jesus said
as...overwhelmingly testified by these peculiar gospel thingys,
(...peculiar in that here we have 4 writings that contain apparent
contradictions; not something someone trying to generate a lie would
normally LEAVE in the story.... and also the motivation base from a
human perspective is just way off. Kind of like Israel's history. I
mean it is the tendency of history fabricating societies to make their
own people look like the GOOD guys. Israel....if they fabbed the
history...made their ancenstors look like utter buffoons who always
rebelled and did stupid stuff even though God was right there
manifesting himself...sheesh. Talk about a bunch of loosers! :-) And
likewise the gospels call us to be humble and give up our own lives,
etc. ) then one must believe that there IS A PLACE which is 'out of his
sight'. He says 'out of my sight you workers of iniquity' when people
thinking they were religiously following him come to be judged. He adds
"I never knew you". These people are cast into the lake of fire as it
is called in revelation. A place that was prepared for those angels who
rebelled. It is a place that is...apparently from the
grammar...literally 'out of his sight'. As in his spirit chooses NOT to
visit there. While his spirit is CAPABLE of being everywhere perhaps,
let us not confuse that by saying he is BOUND to being everywhere at
once. :-) Just a few thoughts. -Bob