ISFP
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i am against all form of prejudice, including those of which i am myself guilty- Davey
"I have stood on the hills of Alverez... watched galaxies be born and die, and seen C-beams the likes of which you've never known before, in awe of the wonders of the universe...and then I looked down into the eyes of my infant child, within my arms, as his eyes searched mine, and I realized that to him, I am the universe..."lunamoth said:"God is different for us now, after all these years in Africa. More spirit than ever before, and more internal. Most people think he has to look like something or someone--a roofleaf or Christ--but we don't. And not being tied to what God looks like, frees us."
Nettie, The Color Purple by Alice Walker
Quahom1 said:"I have stood on the hills of Alverez... watched galaxies be born and die, and seen C-beams the likes of which you've never known before, in awe of the wonders of the universe...and then I looked down into the eyes of my infant child, within my arms, as his eyes searched mine, and I realized that to him, I am the universe..."
Which is real?
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12.27.04
Disaster upon disaster punching the world in the belly before it can recover from the last - already talk about learning to validate your despair, programs on the dark night of the soul, and then this flood like a canker in the eye of God and maybe we deserve it and maybe we don't - I retreat to my scales, the symmetry of do-re-mi, believing what Garcia said: "no time spent at music is ever wasted."
As this dire new year descends I recommend the attitude toward disaster elucidated in Yellow Submarine: "Play the Quartet!" I have a recording of Landowska performing Scarlatti Sonatas on harpsichord while London is being bombed by Nazis, you can hear the explosions. The I Ching, world's oldest book, says when you can't do jacksh*t about the big picture, the only thing that furthers is to work on something small. Have a resolute New Year!
Dear Lord...don't let me f8ck this day up...JJM said:The martyr no longer desires anything for himself, not even the glory of martyrdom.
-Father Christopher Leberton