Brief Prayer After Viewing Grunewald's 'Isenheim Christ
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'Genuine knowing begins when sentimentality no longer bars the way.'
-Eugene Monick
I, too, have hung
on a cross, my own,
but nonetheless everyone's,
too often disowned,
denied,
decried as untrue,
unnecessary, that
there is no Adversary,
only Light,
that overbearing Rightness
which never
leaves room
for me.
I only know
that deep night,
that way beyond sentimentality,
that way over and beyond 'the Path'
into the thicket, the swamp
where the god of gators waits,
submerged, calling to me to
step less lightly upon the world.
poem by Warren Falcon
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Light Between the Trees
Long, long, long the trail
Through the brooding forest-gloom,
Down the shadowy, lonely vale
Into silence, like a room
Where the light of life has fled,
And the jealous curtains close
Round the passionless repose
Of the silent dead.
Plod, plod, plod away,
Step by step in mouldering moss;
Thick branches bar the day
Over languid streams that cross
Softly, slowly, with a sound
In their aimless creeping
Like a smothered weeping,
Through the enchanted ground.
"Yield, yield, yield thy quest,"
Whispers through the woodland deep;
"Come to me and be at rest;
"I am slumber, I am sleep."
Then the weary feet would fail,
But the never-daunted will
Urges "Forward, forward still!
"Press along the trail!"
Breast, breast, breast the slope!
See, the path is growing steep.
Hark! a little song of hope
When the stream begins to leap.
Though the forest, far and wide,
Still shuts out the bending blue,
We shall finally win through,
Cross the long divide.
On, on, onward tramp!
Will the journey never end?
Over yonder lies the camp;
Welcome waits us there, my friend.
Can we reach it ere the night?
Upward, upward, never fear!
Look, the summit must be near;
See the line of light!
Red, red, red the shine
Of the splendour in the west,
Glowing through the ranks of pine,
Clear along the mountain-crest!
Long, long, long the trail
Out of sorrow's lonely vale;
But at last the traveller sees
Light between the trees!
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One Step Closer
I'm 'round the corner from anything that's real
I'm across the road from hope
I'm under a bridge in a rip tide
That's taken everything I call my own
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
I'm on an island at a busy intersection
I can't go forward, I can't turn back
Can't see the future
It's getting away from me
I just watch the tail lights glowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
Knowing, knowing
I'm hanging out to dry
With my old clothes
Finger still red with the prick of an old rose
Well the heart that hurts
Is a heart that beats
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
To knowing, to knowing, to knowing
song performed by by U2
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Backslidden
As you walk with God in your life, you display the character of Christ.
As you walk away from The Lord, your fruit displayed is not ignored,
When a one becomes backslidden, the spirit inside is not that hidden.
A believer begins wrestling deep inside, when his Lord he has denied.
As you walk from His narrow path, you fill up with bitterness and wrath.
As a spirit of anger builds up inside, The Lord’s peace to you is denied.
And the anger begins to stir within, leading your heart and mind to sin.
Then as this anger turns into rage, sound reason begins to disengage.
When from Christ you do depart, His Light begins to leave your heart.
Your heart becomes a raging sea, as it begins to stir up past iniquities.
Your words begin to sow discord, as your heart strays from your Lord.
And Jesus Christ will have no part, of this darkness within your heart.
For when you walk away from Him, Christ’s Light inside begins to dim.
All your peace has been displaced, with no sign of Christ on your face.
Even behind your smiling façade, it is apparent that you left your God.
And the pseudo peace you maintain, within your heart is not the same.
And Christ will continue to let you fall, until you return to The Lord of all.
Friend, Christ died for you to be a light, not to return to the dark of night.
And as long as you resist His Grace, life will be a most miserable place.
If you only return unto The Lord, then His peace to you will be restored.
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It is only in his music, which Americans are able to admire because a protective sentimentality limits their understanding of it, that the Negro in America has been able to tell his story.
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Hung Up On You
While I down Kentucky bourbon
I am waiting for a call
And the moon and stars tonight
Are playing shadows on the wall
With the moon the way it is, dear
Would you answer out of spite
Or are you feeling lonely tonight
Cause I remember last time
We were out under the stars
Driving crooked down the highway
Drinking beer in roadside bars
And now and then I wonder
Why this painful memory
Can never find its way to you from me
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
Well the house I'm ringing up from
Is a half a mile from you
But with the reception I'm getting
Might as well be Timbuktu
And behind the door of your home
Is a strange and foreign land
Where you speak a language I don't understand
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
Now I'm going down to Jimmy's bar
Like a thousand other times
With an appetite for poison
And a suitcase full of dimes
And I'll wait there by the payphone
With one hundred other guys
With those sorry hung-up teardrops in our eyes
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Revolution Now
they're calling for revolution!
things must change!
the only sword we carry is truth...
as we march with justice
and equality...
what's past is past!
we cannot change
what's already been done.
the only way to heal the wounds
of the past is to create a future...
a future that begins with today!
no longer divided by color or creed,
we march hand to heart as one.
knowing that no man is free
until every man is free!
(and woman, and child...)
no longer owned by the things
we possess, and owning no man.
no longer bound by self-oriented
idealologies... the barrier between us
is no more...
today is the day,
now is the moment....
history waits for no one!
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Wallace Steven's Florida of the Mind
iniquitous pines
sordid sop
concupiscent taters
elusive Palms
without skirts
furtive in purple light
night gators
blue guitars
Cuban bars
counted days
well spent in
bluer shade
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Sunburst
Words and music by bob seger
The crowd without a face
Begins to fill the space
In the arena
Flashlights at his feet
The lion from the street
Awaits the christians
A single strobe ignites the night
The smoke begins to rise
A sea of staring eyes
Gaze on the sunburst
His weapon at his side
He flashes it with pride
Before his legions
Fires begin to rage
And they engulf the stage
All right
Bring on the night
Hes in complete control
Hes stepping proud and bold
And everything he touches
Turns to gold
Hes got girls by the score
Hes got em screaming for more
But when they get too close
He bars the door
He makes his great escape
Leaves them in his wake
Without a warning
The ritual is done
A night no longer young
Fades into morning
The sun begins to rise
As he begins to close his eyes
song performed by by Bob Seger
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