by nicolaou 50 Replies latest jw friends
WHAT?!?!?!
I'm voting for H.O.V.A. (h to the izzo, v to the izzay) ha ha, if you haven't heard it you're dead or out of touch, or both!
Lisa
God Shuffled His Feet
After seven days
He was quite tired, so God said:
"Let there be a day
Just for picnics, with wine and bread."
He gathered up some people he had made
Created blankets and laid back in the shade.
The people sipped their wine
And what with God there, they asked him questions
Like: do you have to eat
Or get your hair cut in heaven?
And if your eye got poked out in this life
Would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife?
God shuffled his feet and glanced around at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back at him
So he said: "Once there was a boy
Who woke up with blue hair
To him it was a joy
Until he ran out into the warm air--
He thought of how his friends would come to see;
And would they laugh, or had he caught some strange disease?"
God shuffled his feet and glanced around at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back at him.
The people sat waiting
Out on their blankets in the garden
But God said nothing
So someone asked him, "I beg your pardon:
I'm not quite clear about what you just spoke--
Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke?"
God shuffled his feet and glanced around at them;
The people cleared their throats and stared right back at him.
From: The Crash Test Dummies
Arista Records
"FORNICATOR" by Rorschach Test
Fornicator
I was born in a world that was shaped by the blade of a two edged sword
I was draped in a cloth with the sign of the cross and the flame of the Lord
But every time I saw the theif on the tree it began to look a little more like me
I was told not to taste or touch anyone who was outside of the fold (they're unclean)
I was warned not to play I would burn if I played with fire of the flame that I hold
But every time I saw the filth on the street it began to look more beautiful to me
Every time I touched the unclean thing it felt more and more like I was touching me
That's why they call me Fornicator
You play with fire you will burn
The fire will burn all the fornicators
I was stripped of the cloak with the sign of the cross and the flame of the lord
Now I'm dressed all in black I was stabbed in the back by the two edged sword
And every time I see the filth on the streets it's a mirror image staring back at me
Every time I see the thief on the tree it's a mirror image staring back at me
That's why they call me Fornicator
You play with me you will see
The fire will burn all the fornicators
The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
—Edmund Burke
Definitively, Rush (Neil Peart).
There are those who think that life is nothing left to chance,
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance.
A planet of playthings,
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot conceive.
"The stars aren't aligned
Or the gods are malign"-
Blame is better to give than receive.
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that's clear-
I will choose Free Will.
There are those who think that they were dealt a losing hand,
The cards were stacked against them- they weren't born in lotus-land.
All preordained-
A prisoner in chains-
A victim of venomous fate.
Kicked in the face,
You can't pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate.
Each of us-
A cell of awareness-
Imperfect and incomplete.
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet.
I thought this would be a nice anthem. After all we do comfort one another.
To comfort you
You've been down in the dumps
it seems like forever.
Now, what have they done to you?
Not a single thing's turned out
the way you imagined.
It all looks unreachable to you.
You don't know for the life of you
what is missing,
or why it always happens to you.
And you don't like yourself,
you feel nobody's listening.
You don't need another platitude.
For a moment you forget
and a smile comes to your face.
Aah, but it doesn't last too long.
It's like a string you got tied
around your finger
reminding you of
everything that's wrong.
I won't try to say I know what you're feeling.
I won't try to second guess you.
I won't try to give advice you won't be needing.
I'm only here to comfort you.
I'm only here to comfort you.
And I'd love to be the reason
a smile comes to your face,
even if it doesn't last too long.
And I'd love to take that string
you've got tied around your finger
reminding you of everything that's wrong.
I won't try to say I know what you're feeling.
I won't try to second guess you.
I won't try to give advice you won't be needing.
I'm only here to comfort you.
I'm only here to comfort you.
I'm only here to comfort you.
"I don't want someone in my life I can live with, I want someone in my life I can't live without."
That last one was too mushy, I felt the bile rising while reading it......
I now vote for "Lets just get drunk and screw" by Jimmy Buffet.
"Only the Good Die Young" Billy Joel
Another one from Rush.
Heresy is a song about the end of the cold war, but has some lines that seem appropriate to how I, personally, feel about my 30 years as a JW:
The counter-revolution
People smiling through their tears
Who can give them back their lives
and all those wasted years?
All those precious wasted years-
Who will pay?
Do we have to be forgiving at last?
What else can we do?
Do we have to say goodbye to the past?
Yes, I guess we do.
The bloody revolution
All the warheads in it's wake
All the fear and suffering-
All a big mistake
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
Dan
Ok Pope, you may be right.Sooooooooooooooo, how about...............If the house is a rocking don't come a knocking?
Is that better?
Or my fathers personla favorite when he has had a bit to much.........How dry I am. LOL
"I don't want someone in my life I can live with, I want someone in my life I can't live without."
