Triad: Give Me Love (Give Me Peace On Earth)

September 7, 2020

Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul

OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .

PLEASE take hold of my hand,
that I might understand . . .


Trilogy: Slow Train Coming

April 20, 2019

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Can’t help but wonder what’s happenin’ to my companions
Are they lost or are they found
Have they counted the cost it’ll take to bring down
All their earthly principles they’re gonna have to abandon?
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

I had a woman down in Alabama
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic
She said, “Boy, without a doubt
Have to quit your mess and straighten out
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic”
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

All that foreign oil controlling American soil
Look around you, it’s just bound to make you embarrassed
Sheiks walkin’ around like kings
Wearing fancy jewels and nose rings
Deciding America’s future from Amsterdam and to Paris
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

Man’s ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don’t apply no more
You can’t rely no more to be standin’ around waitin’
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see
Wears a cloak of decency
All nonbelievers and men stealers talkin’ in the name of religion
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
They say lose your inhibitions
Follow your own ambitions
They talk about a life of brotherly love (show me someone who knows how to live it)
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin’ boy she could destroy
A real suicide case, but there was nothin’ I could do to stop it
I don’t care about economy
I don’t care about astronomy
But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

40 Years Ago, Bob Dylan’s Trilogy Began

Are You Ready?
Of Love
Saved


Creed (Rain): Jesus of Nazareth

February 2, 2014

Dedicated to my Raine

I Remember You

Ring Them Bells

Searchin’: Rains

Seek Me

02/14/2014: We spent our Valentine’s night together watching this. 
It was our movie then (as it is now, and will always be).
[Still waiting, Emmit.]


In Memory: Scrolled Winds

September 8, 2013

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His Glory

Remember: Scrolled +

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Imagine: A Key

June 29, 2013

Imagination – as a Key?

Why is it so uniquely essential?  How could it unlock limits, where pathways to (and of) Truth might be experienced as realities?

Imagine Jesus Christ in the present realm/day (infallibly) talking
with you, while reflecting on and corresponding the past:

“I would do it again, if necessary because I Love you all so much.” 

Triads of One

Triads of One

Why not?

Ruins of Balance

Balance

A first step: Desire.  A next: to Believe (at least in possibilities).
Then, through [en]visioning, where can one reach?

>> Floods and Rains>