In the West there has always been the attempt to try make the religious building, whether it's a Medieval or Renaissance church, an eternal object for the celebration of God. The material chosen, such as stone, brick, or concrete, is meant to eternally preserve what is inside.
quote by Tadao Ando
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The Tower That Ate People
There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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His True Church
I know many religious people, and one Church with no steeple,
A church that’s built with no walls, built on only believing souls,
Built upon an Eternal Foundation, that being our very Salvation,
Built upon The One Cornerstone, and that is Jesus Christ alone.
Many, who worship in a building, to Truth alone, are unyielding,
Building a church on tradition, God’s Truth, with man’s addition,
Added to the work finished by, Jesus Christ who reigns on high,
Ignoring His words “it is finished”, Grace by many is diminished.
Men making a way to Heaven, not by grace but religious leaven,
Building church in a human way, as they lead many souls astray,
As many souls weekly perch, in the pews of a manmade church,
Relying on their religious activity, to help them work into eternity.
“I will build my Church” He said, that was Christ, who is the Head,
Head of His True Church on earth, filled with souls, by New Birth,
All members being Born Again, into His Church, not one of men,
You’ll find, you no longer search, as a member of God’s Church.
Jesus is the Way, Truth and Life, as Head of the Church of Christ,
And each of us is a living stone, built through faith in Christ alone,
His Church He proceeds to build, to complete as His Father willed,
Leading the only True Church friend, as others shall see in the end.
Today... 'Builder
A Master Builder is still plying His trade
and has laid a foundation none else could have laid.
For Christ is the eternal Foundation Stone
and He's building in a way never before known.
Each building block He uses is a living stone
for each one He has given His life to own.
All are united by His love and built up to be
the Church of His body for the world to see.
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I Am Not Religious
My friend, religious I am not, when by you I’m put on the spot,
My belief is found in only one; God’s Only Risen, Eternal Son.
This isn’t a belief found in men, but, in one who died for them,
And Christ, who died, rose again, to offer New Life to all men.
Religion’s a man’s institution; a fallen man’s religious solution,
Devised upon this earthly sod, in man’s attempt to reach God,
Embracing indeed a broad array, of beliefs in our present day,
Beliefs men embrace religiously, so other men around can see.
Our salvation is all of God’s Idea, to regain for us life eternally,
That’s why I cling only to Christ, the very Author of Eternal Life.
Religion calls The Author a liar, as it sets its belief much higher,
Than the True Sovereign Lord, leaving many Truths unexplored.
Religious is a common phrase, used by men in different ways,
And many can be religious friend, not knowing God in the end.
The religion that I speak of, compromise God’s Truth and Love,
Having a form of godliness, as it lacks Christ’s Righteousness.
Friend religious I may have been, back before I was Born Again,
But now religion plays no part, with Jesus living within my heart.
Now all my life I live for Him, Christ, who saved me from my sin,
Not to live the present religiously, but to live with Christ eternally.
(Copyright ©05/2008)
Psalm 118 part 3
v.22,23
C. M.
Christ the foundation of his church.
Behold the sure foundation-stone
Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'nly hopes upon,
And his eternal praise.
Chosen of God, to sinners dear,
And saints adore the name;
They trust their whole salvation here,
Nor shall they suffer shame.
The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain;
Yet on this Rock the church shall rest,
And envy rage in vain.
What though the gates of hell withstood,
Yet must this building rise;
'Tis thy own work, almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Replacement Theology
Replacement Theology, as it is called, to many hearts has been sold,
A belief by many that’s been bought, from distorted teachings taught.
The belief that Israel has no place, within God’s eternal plan of Grace,
And replaced by Christ’s Church, which in Acts, by Christ was birthed.
The very present Church of God, that’s spread across the earthly sod,
Has replaced God’s own Nation, which bears His eternal identification.
Some saying Jerusalem’s not literal, but a city to be taken as spiritual,
But, that’s where God put His Name, and on the city to forever remain.
Denying God’s chosen Holy Land, is simply playing into Satan’s hand,
Creating religious and political strife, to prepare that way for Antichrist.
Even the dividing of Jerusalem, that city where many killed God’s Son,
In a vain attempt to broker peace, with people who are God’s enemies.
This didn’t come from God’s Throne, but began in the Church of Rome,
Who had denied God’s people Israel, to satisfy their own religious will,
One, which replaced love with hate, for the people of God’s Holy state.
Belief that Israel can be replaced, according to their ideas, is debased.
For what God has put firmly in place, shall remain forever by his Grace,
The same Grace which saves everyone, who comes to faith in His Son.
The people of Israel can be assured, of all the promises from The Lord,
For whatever God said, He will do, just as He will, for both me and you.
(Copyright ©01/2008)
Concrete & Clay
You, to me
Are sweet as roses in the morning
You, to me
Are soft as summer in that dawning love we share
That something rare
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know well see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
Thats the way
Thats the way love was meant to be
All around
I see the purple shades of evening
On the ground
The shadows fallen, once again youre in my arms
So tenderly
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know well see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
Thats the way
Thats the way love was meant to be
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know well see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
Thats the way
Thats the way love was meant to be
Thats the way
Thats the way love was meant to be
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Concrete And Clay
You, to me
Are sweet as roses in the morning
You, to me
Are soft as summer in that dawning love we share
That something rare
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be
All around
I see the purple shades of evening
On the ground
The shadow's fallen, once again you're in my arms
So tenderly
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Eternally Yours
R- ray a- anita
R: oh baby...
It feels so good to be here with you
We have a love that will last forever
And girl, I want you to know how I feel
cause Im eternally yours
R: girl you make me feel so good inside
When youre in my arms and Im holding you tight
I touch your sweet body with a warm caress
Then I give you love and tenderness
You are like my dream come true
A dream to last my whole life through
Now, and forever more
Baby Im eternally yours
R: well be together till the end of time
Every night Ill kiss your body till your satisfied
And Ill never, ever let you go
Girl, Im yours forever more
So wrap my heart in your protection
Let my love be your affection
Just like the sea to the shore
Girl, Im eternally yours
A: a love like ours can only last forever
It keeps growing stronger than the day before
I know that we were meant to be together
I want to tell you, too, that Im eternally yours!
R: people think Im crazy to feel this way
But Im in love, what can I say?
The way I feel is my defense
I dont even see my old friends
I just wanna be with you cause this love is strong
I wanna be with you right or wrong
You are all Im living for
Yeah, Im eternally yours
A: a love like ours can only last forever
It keeps growing stronger than the day before
I know that we were meant to be together
I want to tell you, too, that Im eternally yours!
A: a love like ours can only last forever
It keeps growing stronger than the day before
I know that we were meant to be together
I want to tell you, too, that Im eternally yours!
R: baby, youre the one that I adore
Let me touch your body when were on the floor
Girl, Ive got a lot of love in store
To give you what you want and even more
You are all Im living for
Forever like the sea to the shore
Baby, Im eternally yours, yeah, Im eternally yours.
A: a love like ours can only last forever
It keeps growing stronger than the day before
I know that we were meant to be together
I want to tell you, too, that Im eternally yours!
A: a love like ours can only last forever
It keeps growing stronger than the day before
I know that we were meant to be together
I want to tell you, too, that Im eternally yours!
A: a love like ours can only last forever
It keeps growing stronger than the day before
I know that we were meant to be together
I want to tell you, too, that Im eternally yours!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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House of fire (Lyrics)
House of fire
House of fire, yeah
Let's build a house of fire, baby
Not one of wood or stone
Walk thru my door of desire, baby
Come on in and make it your home
Don't need a window to watch you, baby
Don't need no roof overhead
Don't need no key to unlock ya, baby
I'll use my lovin'instead
I won't tire
Take me higher
Building a house of fire, baby
Buildin'it with our love
We are buildin'a house of fire every time we touch
House of fire
House of fire
We ain't gotta pay rent now, baby
No landlord to throw us out
I want to play in your garden, baby
When you want it give me a shout
I won't tire
Take me higher
Building a house of fire, baby
Buildin'it with our love
We are building a house of fire every time we touch
We are building this house together, baby
Standing on solid ground
We are building a house of fire
That you can't tear down
Brick by brick the flames get higher
Build it strong with our desire
Building a house of fire, baby
Building it with our love
We are building a house of fire every time we touch
We are building this house together, baby
Standing on solid ground
We are building a house of fire
That you can't tear down
Building a house of fire, baby
Building it with our love
We are building a house of fire every time we touch
poem by Satan's Sibling
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Religion
Religion is just a vehicle to God, prevalent upon this earth we trod.
But one must step outside religion, to make a true eternal decision.
Religion is just what men believe, out of what their minds conceive.
Preconceived in man’s tradition, as they create a cultural rendition.
Renditions God wouldn’t conceive, from men who say they believe.
Religion adds to God’s Holy Word, from others who have also erred.
It changes for the culture of men, which God Himself has condemned.
And Truths they don’t want heard, they simply remove from His Word.
This causes many men much grief, while other men fall into unbelief.
All who change God’s Holy Bible, will before God be eternally liable.
Man’s first attempt at a religion, was changed by God to pure derision.
Their vain attempt to reach the sky, was derailed by The God on high.
The God they sought was not amused, so their language He confused.
He turned their order into rabble, turning their speech into utter babble.
Today that spirit from Babel’s Tower, is present in men this very hour.
Friend, Religion is that spirit’s name, and the result will be the same.
In the end men shall fall away, as they add error to God’s narrow way.
God will pour a strong delusion, on men who seek a religious solution.
Men who add man’s deduction, will ultimately see eternal destruction.
For God had said the deceptive heart, from Christ will eternally depart.
Religion will continue to change, but God’s Word remains the same.
The Lord has but one Eternal Plan, fully centered on The Son of Man.
Man attempts to reach God from earth, is a belief built upon self worth.
But God has reached man on earth, through His Spirit and New Birth.
Christ Himself died once for all sin, doing away with a need of religion.
(Copyright ©04/2005)
Blind And Deceived
Some men indeed are spiritually blind, building faith upon man’s mind,
Following man’s deceptive heart, where from the Truth they do depart.
These men have a faith modified, changing the way men are qualified,
In the way they receive Salvation, filling those of Truth with indignation.
These men amend Truth as they go, thus adding to their Eternal Woe,
When they’ll meet The Eternal Truth, and face Christ’s eternal reproof.
Adding to the Eternal Word of God, under Christ’s foot they will be trod,
Spiritually deceiving hearts of men, false teachers shall be condemned.
Looking at the times we live today, they lead multitudes of men astray,
Leading multitudes in a religious fog, serving not Jesus Christ but Gog.
Religiously exalted these men may be, but, that will change in Eternity,
As God humbles the proud my friend, delivering them to a different end.
Another gospel these men proclaim, and speaking in the Savior’s name,
They hold a religious convocation, to change and alter God’s Revelation.
Creating their own regulations, they pervert the Truth of God’s Salvation,
They believe they have authority to, condemn believers like me and you.
All the while, not knowing if, they have themselves embraced God’s Gift,
For God’s Gift comes with certainty, knowing you’ll be with God eternally.
Despising the finished work of Christ, they deny themselves Eternal Life.
So how can these men judge anyone, who fully relies on God’s own Son?
(Love Poem) Building It All Up
Building it all up. Here I come.
With the antidote to what you need.
So sure of myself.
Absolute certainty.
Building it all up.
This is concrete.
No more dragging my feet.
You make me feel whole and complete.
Building it all up.
Time to lay the foundation to the everlasting.
Forever as a word means nothing,
but in my heart it means everything.
Building it all up.
Even when its hard.
Even whens it far.
I still can see my star.
Even in the dark.
It shines so bright.
Building it all up.
I feel so strong.
The weight of whole world on my shoulders.
It will never get old.
It will never get cold.
You are building my fire,
my warmth, everything that means so much.
So build it all up.
Here I come.
Were gonna have so much fun.
But yet the work shall never be done.
I will always love you hun. Always.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Where Is Your Love?
I waited for you all this night
but you did not come.
I waited for you for a year; of dark nights;
but you did not come.
I would have crossed mountains, deserts, rivers,
stormy oceans, and frozen wastes, if I could.
Just to be with you my love.
Just to see my eternal love.
I would have compelled, made the attempt,
just to be with you my love.
I would have compelled, made the attempt,
just to see my eternal love.
Therefore I the afflicted, with a great love,
ask where is your love?
You have not seen me,
because you were getting your hair cut,
visiting a friend, gardening,
going to the gym, running, or going
straight home. In the past.
I ask, is that true love,
is that an immortal love?
Is that a love, to duel
heroically and die for?
You are not here because
you do not love me enough.
True love has always found a way.
True love always finds a way.
To be with the eternally
longed for lover.
To do or die for the eternally
longed for lover.
True love always finds a way.
You should have been with me
forever and for eternity.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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So Much for Us
The Lord God did so much for us, when we came to Christ Jesus,
Wickedly lost and so depraved, sinful men, by Christ God saved,
So far from any thoughts of God, living upon this sin cursed sod,
Who, when found in Jesus Christ, are now clothed for Eternal Life.
We were chosen by God's Grace, then destined for a better place,
To live forever with Jesus Christ, this, as we enter into Eternal Life;
As He who loved us died for all, to redeem man from Adam's Fall,
Saved from that curse of death, when we're granted eternal breath.
Yes, God bought us with a price, so we could enter into Paradise,
The Precious Blood of The Lamb, so to live with The Great 'I AM';
Cleansing us from sin and stain, not through our trial, but His pain,
Through Christ's death on Calvary, so that man could live eternally.
He robed us in His Righteousness, far from our wicked sinfulness,
And His Righteousness will endure, from this time, to forevermore;
As Christ keeps us upon this earth, through His Spirit of New Birth,
Being kept for greater things, to serve eternally, The King of kings.
By Christ we have been Glorified, so that in Heaven we may reside,
In that Mansion, prepared for us, by our risen Savior, Christ Jesus,
To live with The Lord God forever, with Christ's Church all together,
Being together in Heaven eternally; all attained by Christ at Calvary.
(08/2011)
Much Like the Use of Cement Is Mixed
The strength in my words is intended.
Much like the use of cement is mixed,
To concrete the enhancement of steel...
Brick, aluminum and/or wood.
You may attempt to weaken it,
By use of any depiction you wish.
But the origin is not in conflict.
Nor is my mission to portray a feathered boa.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From a beloved mother
If you can mine, why should I not
You discovered use of metals
Long back
Your civilizations are chronicled
By the unearthed material
That was at use that time
Like
Stone age
Iron age
Copper age
I was happy initially as
You were exploring me
With an attempt to extract minerals
For the use of common man
But now
You may not know
I am threatened by your
Ways of winning minerals and fuel resources
And by the quantum of them
You are consuming
You are planning to increase the consumption
And you do not appreciate how dangerous
It could be
What all you did manually
Have now been mechanized
It hurts me, the way
You drill, make bore and blast holes, blast
And what not
Your beneficiation techniques too
Devour my precious resources
And you have no concrete plans
To recharge the resources you are drawing
I thought
Why should I not demonstrate
As to how I take out minerals
From beneath
My process is very simple
No prospecting,
No exploration,
No drilling,
No blasting,
No shoveling,
No dumping,
No overburden
With the geothermal heat inside me
I melt the matter to be mined out
With imbalance created within me
By your activities on the surface
I build up pressure on the molten material
And pump the molten ore out
Like a fountain
In all directions
With no conveyor or other transporting facilities
I know some of you will be affected
But I cannot help it
The fact is that you people make me less sensitive
To your miseries
As you show no concern for me
And for the turbulence generated in me
Because of your activities
Remember, the more you dig
Bigger will be the fountain
Larger will be the quantum
If you can mine, why should I not
Your beloved mother earth
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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I Have God
I have God and God has me, He’s my guide to eternity,
Where I am, God will be, for my Lord watches over me,
I’m always in God’s sight, as He watches day and night,
Knowing He’s always right, His Word’s my guiding light.
Like Abraham, called friend, God is with me to the end,
With me at every bend, together in Eternity we’ll spend,
He is my Savior and my Guide, from me, He won’t hide,
When in God’s Spirit I abide, He is with me, by my side.
God is with me day by day, as I walk in the narrow way,
Forever with me He will stay, as I enter Heaven one day,
He’s with me on this sod, leading me with staff and rod;
My hope is to see His nod, when I see the Face of God.
This as God, above I serve, with a hope I don’t deserve,
As my life God will preserve, so eternally He I can serve,
For it was God, Who saved me, so I could live eternally,
He saved me from the night, giving me His Eternal Light.
By my God I won’t be denied, as His Spirit dwells inside,
My Savior who calls me friend, gave me life with no end,
For He sent to us Jesus Christ, to become our Sacrifice,
Not just affording me Paradise, but granting Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©03/201)
Some Have Steeples. Some Don't
What do I think of church?
'Yes! '
Church?
Like in 'church' church?
'Yes! '
Well...
Some have steeples.
Some don't.
Some have people.
Some wont.
Some are religiously political.
And some are politically religious.
My vehicle is my church.
And that's all I care about.
'Oh?
So your 'car' is your church? '
Oh.
No no!
My 'body' is my church.
It is my sanctuary.
Now...
Keep in mind,
I am not devoted to keep it as pure,
As it should be.
But I do the best I can,
Not to be led away by temptation.
But everyday I pray to be forgiven,
Of those 'sins' I know I should not enjoy!
However...
You can find me anytime,
Self righteously defending...
My point of view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Building My Body
I'm building my body
I'm happy when I'm building my body
I'm tired of fighting, let's make friends
I'm tired of burning both ends
That's why I'm building my body
It hurts me but I'm building my body
And I know what the pain is worth
I know I feel the pain of birth
I'm pushin' up
And gettin' down with my body
There's no-one else around with my body
One look says I'm a stone disgrace
Don't kick no sand in my face
Because I'm building my body strong
I'm watching what I eat
And I'm sorting out right from wrong
Hey, not a lot of meat
And I know that it won't be long
Before I gotta quit smoking
Because I'm building my body
I'm peaceful when I'm building my body
I'm sweating out mistakes I've made
I'm getting back the dues I've paid
I'm doing more
And getting sore with my body
But I'm gaining a rapport with my body
And this seems like the perfect time
They say I'm in my prime
That's why I'm building my body strong
I'm thinking at the table
And I'm sorting out right from wrong
I'm reading every label
And I know that it won't be long
Before I gotta quit smoking
'Cause I'm building my body
There's someone else inside of my body
He's waiting to be born again
song performed by by Don McLean
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