"This is my song, O God of all the nations, A song of peace for lands afar and mine. This is my home, the country where my heart is; Here are my hopes, my dreams, my holy shrine; But other hearts in other lands are beating With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine.
My country's skies are bluer than the ocean, And sunlight beams on clover-leaf and pine. But other lands have sunlight too and clover, And skies are everywhere as blue as mine. Oh, hear my song, O God of all the nations, A song of peace for their land and for mine."
"My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From every mountainside, A song of peace."
* * * * * * * * Without traditional regular moral principles that may be consulted confidently, justice cannot long endure anywhere.
Posts: 6275 | Location: Maine | Registered: 31 December 2005
No! Gnarlodious! No...here is an example from which arises FEAR, our national prayer has been perverted, in an almost childlike way, to include something, the last line, which simply doen't belong! Warning: this person's friends kill doctors, surround and intimidate and cruelly harrass young women who may be asking for medical help on behalf of their families... Gnarlodious, you must admit that ANY system be it social, economic, political, or even ecological will evidence instances of citizen's unpleasantness, or dissent. WILL YOU ALLOW YOURSELF TO BE DEFINED, BY IT??? I subsmit only, that an attitude which tolerates the abstraction of dissent, can allow calling a 'spade, a spade' and seeing through obsfuscation, often deception! We MUST try! GET OFF THIS SITE, GG! If I disgust you, I'm oh so sorry. But, warning: NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE.....
Posts: 582 | Location: New York City | Registered: 13 February 2007
Do not force others, including children, by any means whatsoever, to adopt your views, whether by authority, threat, money, propaganda, or even education. However, through compassionate dialogue, help others renounce fanaticism and narrowness.
Thich Nhat Hanh, #3. The mindfulness trainings of the Order of Interbeing
(just for some balance in this topic)
"The moon that I love clears a path through the pines And guides a stream right to the bamboo gate."Poems by Zen Master Hsu Yun: Series I
Posts: 795 | Location: western slope, northern sierra | Registered: 18 April 2003
Originally posted by Gnarlodious: This place is getting weird. It seems like there are more people all the time just talking to themselves...
That's a good reason to have a dog. I ramble on all day, and when people observe my dog, they still view me as having a modicum of sanity, though perhaps a bit childish for talking to a dog. Especially when chattering on about economic theory or some other such thing.
It helps me to clarify my thoughts.
Favorite Song: John Denver's "Looking for Space"...."to find out who I am". "It's a sweet, sweet dream, sometimes I'm almost there. Sometimes I soar like an eagle...."
Retired Monk "Ideology is a disease"
Posts: 3412 | Location: denver co | Registered: 17 April 2007
Originally posted by meljomur: Ahh Poly, even more of a reason why I like you. I grew up listening to John Denver (my dad is probably his biggest fan).
My current favorite song- Teach your children well, Crosby, Stills and Nash
In some respects, John Denver was somewhat of a "sage". A lot of wisdom in many of the things he sang about. And, I like the melodies.
Retired Monk "Ideology is a disease"
Posts: 3412 | Location: denver co | Registered: 17 April 2007
I get out of bed at half past ten Phone up a friend, whos a party animal Turn on the news and drink some tea Maybe if you're with me well do some shopping
One day I'll read, or learn to drive a car If you pass the test, you can beat the rest But I dont like to compete, or talk street, street, street I can pick up the best from the party animal
I could leave you, say goodbye Or I could love you, if I try And I could And left to my own devices, I probably would Left to my own devices, I probably would
Pick up a brochure about the sun Learn to ignore what the photographer saw I was always told that you should join a club Stick with the gang, if you want to belong
I was a lonely boy, no strength, no joy In a world of my own at the back of the garden I didnt want to compete, or play out on the street For in a secret life I was a round head general
I could leave you, say goodbye Or I could love you, if I try And I could And left to my own devices, I probably would Left to my own devices, I probably would Oh, I would
I was faced with a choice at a difficult age Would I write a book? or should I take to the stage? But in the back of my head I heard distant feet Che Guevara and Debussy to a disco beat
Its not a crime when you look the way you do The way I like to picture you When I get home, its late at night I pour a drink and watch the fight
Turn off the tv, look at a book Pick up the phone, fix some food Maybe Ill sit up all night and day Waiting for the minute I hear you say
I could leave you, say goodbye Or I could love you, if I try And I could And left to my own devices, I probably would Come on, baby, say goodbye I could love you, if I try And I could And left to my own devices, I probably would Left to my own devices, I probably would
Out of bed, at half past ten The party animal phones a friend Picks up news about the sun And the working day has just begun
Sticks with the gang - at the back of the street Pass the test - and you dont compete
Drive the car, if you're with me Che guevaras drinking tea He reads about a new device And takes to the stage in a secret life
(uuu.....us)
Left to my own devices, I probably would If I was left to my own devices, I possibly would
(uuu.....us)
If I was left to my own devices, I probably would Left to my own devices, I probably would
I could leave you, say goodbye Or I could love you, if I try And I could And left to my own devices, I probably would Left to my own devices, I probably would Come on, baby Left to my own devices, I probably would
Because - if I were left to my own devices... ...I probably would
Because people with no hopes are easy to control ~ The Neverending Story
Posts: 5455 | Location: East Bay | Registered: 25 July 2001
But this has been - and probably always will be the song I most identify with:
quote:
Solsbury Hill ~ Peter Gabriel
Climbing up on solsbury hill I could see the city light Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe Came in close, I heard a voice Standing stretching every nerve I had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information Just had to trust imagination My heart was going boom boom, boom Son, he said, grab your things, I've come to take you home.
To keeping silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day Tho my life was in a rut 'till I thought of what Id say Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery I walked right out of the machinery My heart was going boom boom boom Hey, he said, grab your things, Ive come to take you home. Yeah back home
When illusion spin her net Im never where I want to be And liberty she pirouette When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes Who close their eyes, but still can see No one taught them etiquette I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement Ill tell them what the smile on my face meant My heart was going boom boom boom Hey, I said, you can keep my things, they've come to take me home.
Because people with no hopes are easy to control ~ The Neverending Story
Posts: 5455 | Location: East Bay | Registered: 25 July 2001
In another life You might have been a genius In another life You might have been a star In another life Your face might have been perfect In another life You’d drive a better car
In another life All your jokes are funny In another life Your heart is free from fear In another life You make a lot of money In this other life Everything is clear
In another life You’re always the hero In another life You always win the game In another life No one ever cheats you In another life You never have to change
In another life Your friends never desert you In another life You never have to cry In another life No one ever hurts you In this other life Your loved-ones never die
But this is the life you have This is the life you have This is the life you have This is the life
In another life You’re always the victim In another life You’re always the thief In another life You are always lonely In this other life There is no relief
In your real life Treat it like it’s special In your real life Try to be more kind In your real life Think of those that love you In this real life Try to be less blind
--- Living Color
Posts: 246 | Location: Q | Registered: 25 August 2007
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