Monday, April 20, 2015

NADDA - UNDER CONSTRUCTION

NAVIGATOR .ONE; REPRISE 


"Ramble On"
LED ZEPPELIN



Mine's a tale that can't be told, my freedom I hold dear. 
How years ago in days of old, when magic filled the air. 
T'was in the darkest depths of Mordor, I met a girl so fair. 
But Gollum, and the evil one crept up and slipped away with her, her, her....yeah. 

[Chorus]

Gonna ramble on, sing my song. Gotta keep-a-searchin' for my baby... 
Gonna work my way, round the world. I can't stop this feelin' in my heart 
Gotta keep searchin' for my baby. I can't find my bluebird!




"Wrong Side Of Heaven"
FIVE FINGER DEATH PUNCH

I spoke to God today, and she said that she's ashamed.
What have I become, what have I done?
I spoke to the Devil today, and he swears he's not to blame.
And I understood, cause I feel the same.

Arms wide open, I stand alone.
I'm no hero, and I'm not made of stone.
Right or wrong, I can hardly tell.
I'm on the wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side of hell.
The wrong side of heaven, and the righteous side, righteous side of hell.

I heard from God today, and she sounded just like me.
What have I done, and who have I become.
I saw the Devil today, and he looked a lot like me.
I looked away, I turned away!


UNDER " PERVERTING "
" VIOLENT P OF JUDGMENT AND JUSTICE "----------Eccl 5:8

THE NEW STRONG'S EXHAUSTIVE CONCORDANCE OF THE BIBLE
JAMES STRNG, LL.D., S. T. D.
COPYRIGHT 2010 BY NELSON PUBLISHERS, PAGE 1080.



GIVE AWAY


-I ONCE STATED SO OFTEN WHEN TEMPED TO HATE OR ' ERROR, ' " YOU HAVE NOTHING THAT I NEED," THIS ALONG WITH " I WALK ALONE, YOU NEED NOT FOLLOW " FROM A HIGH SCHOOL CREATIVE ARTS MAGAZINE ENTRY REJECT, I ALSO, HAVE OFTEN ' STATED ' SOMETIMES ALOUD, SOMETIMES NOT. ALONE.
" BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT " WAS YET FROM ANOTHER SONG, SO LONG AGO, FROM A BAND, NOW FORGOTTEN.

" IT'S DANGEROUS NOT TO WANT IN NEED; A GIVING " - BARTHOLOMEW 
COPYRIGHT 4-20-2015; THIS IN REGARDS TO ' BREATHE.' AS LONG AS ' YOU ' TRYED WITH EVERYTHING YOU HAD.....

BREATHE
U-2


"Kashmir"
LED ZEPPELIN

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream 
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been 
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen 
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed 

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear 
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear 
Oh, oh. 

Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin' 
I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin' 

All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground 
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land 
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been. 

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream 
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream 
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again 
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir. 



"Keep The Car Running"
ARCADE FIRE

Every night my dream's the same
Same old city with a different name
Men are coming to take me away
I don't know why, but I know I can't stay

There's a weight that's pressing down
Late at night you can hear the sound
Even the noise you make when you sleep
Can't swim across a river so deep
They know my name cause I told it to them
But they don't know where and they don't know 
When it's coming, when it's coming

There's a fear I keep so deep
Knew its name since before I could speak
Aaaaah Aaaaah Aaaaah Aaaaah
They know my name cause I told it to them
But they don't know where and they don't know
When its coming, oh when but its coming

Keep the car running


WORK AND PRAY, LIVE ON HAY,
YOU'LL GET PIE IN THE SKY WHEN YOU DIE.
-JOE HILL ' THE PREACHER AND THE SLAVE ' ( 1911 )



UNDER ' PATRISTIC USAGE. '

" HISTORICAL RESEARCH HAS GREATLY INCREASED OUR
AWARENESS OF THE DEGREE TO WHICH THE 16 TH-CENTURY
DEBATE OVER JUSTIFICATION WAS CONDITIONED BY A 
SPECIFICALLY WESTERN AND AUGUSTINIAN UNDERSTANDING
OF THE CONTEXT OF SALVATION WHICH, IN RELIANCE ON
PAUL, STRESSED THE SCRIPTURAL THEME OF RIGHTEOUSNESS.
EASTERN THEOLOGIANS GENERALLY SAW SALVATION WITHIN 
THE FRAMEWORK OF A COSMIC PROCESS AND STRESSED THE
DIVINIZING CHARACTER OF GRACE. AUGUSTINE'S INTENTION
IN DEVELOPING THE DOCTRINE OF GRACE WAS TO PROTECT
THE ABSOLUTE PRIORITY OF GOD'S ACTION OVER ALL HUMAN
ENDEAVOUR. HIS DISTINCTIONS BETWEEN " OPERATING " AND
" CO-OPERATING," " PREVENIENT " AND " SUBSEQUENT " GRACE
POINTS IN THIS DIRECTION. "

DICTIONARY OF THE ECUMENICAL MOVEMENT
WCC PUBLICATIONS, GENEVA
COPYRIGHT 1991 BY WCC PUBLICATIONS
WORLD COUNCIL OF CHURCHES, PAGE 560.

" HOW THY CAST THY MIRROR MINE; YOU ! " - BARTHOLOMEW
COPYRIGHT 4 - 21 - 2015

PHOENIX COMPANY ' DEEDS '


WITH ST. CECILIA AS MASK, THE DEMON WALKED ALL HALLS OF AGES IN THE MANY MASKS OF TIME; SO MANY BELIEFS TO INCORPORATE, SO MANY MEN OF LITTLE AREA OF MIND, THE BEAST THOUGHT. OF COPPER ' I ' WAS BORN TO THIS FALSE GOLD OF CHESTS AND FINGERS FROM MIND, SO MANY SON'S OF MIND, THE BEAST THOUGHT. LOTUS THE ' GREEK ' ATE IN ' MY ' DREAM THEY MADE, THE BEAST PONDERED THE CONTINUOUS LIFE VOID OF ANY DEPARTURES IN BARRICADE OF THOUGHTS, HA, THE BEST LAUGHED; STILL A LINGERING UNDERSTANDING OF A MEANING OF WORD FOR ' IMPRESSION,' LEFT A VAGUE LUXURY, HE WONDERED IN ' DESIRE.' BUT OF WHAT.....THE THOUGHT AGAIN ESCAPED MEMORY THROUGH THE AGES.

TO MEET THE SURVIVING ' FEW ' IN THE cattle OF MY ' MIND,' NOW SO LATE IN MEMORY, DROVE ' IT'S ' STRODE, FURTHER THAN EVEN HE ASSUMED IN ' MACHINED ' STREAMS, BROKEN NOW AND AGAIN BY WAR, MISUSE, AND THAT OF ' HER,' THAT HOARDED WHORE, BITCH OF AGE AND THAT ' BORN ' TO FLESH IN ' MAN, ' THE UNMASKED ! IN HER NATURE LAY HER WOMB SO UTTERLY FLUID IN THE MAKINGS OF holy MISGIVINGS TO THAT WHICH SHE HAS NOT EVEN ' RELIGIOUS ARCHITECTURE! ' THOSE ' THINGS ' WITHOUT god ! THE godLESS BITCHES AND THEIR SONS AND DAUGHTERS, LIVING AMONGST ' ME ! ' 

THE BEAST TWITCHED A ' FINGER, ' MOVING BEYOND IMPULSE OF ' BODY, ' AND A MASKED MAN THOUSANDS OF MILES AWAY FIRED HIS WEAPON AT THE WOMEN HOLDING CHILDREN, BURNED BY POWDER AND RIPED BY METALS THROWN SO FAST, YET NOT FAST ENOUGH FOR THE ' SOLIDER ' OF DARKNESS IN THE THROES OF PASSIONED LUST FOR THE god OF WHICH HE SERVES IN EYE AND MIND HE CALLS ' HEART,' " OH THE TASTE OF THAT LIVING BLOOD, THAT TASTE, THAT SMELL, THE URINE, THE BABIES SHIT." HE SHOUTED; HE SMILED. IMPLIE.....D.

A CLERIC A COUPLE OF HUNDRED MILES AWAY, SMILED IN HIS MIND, THE RUMBLINGS OF ' EARTH,' TUMBLED ALONG THE ' OTHERS.'

A BUSINESS MAN SO FAR BUT TO SEE, CHECKED HIS PORTFOLIO AND WAITED FOR THE RISE IN STOCKS SO EAGERLY ANTICIPATED IN PRAYERS, HIS WIFE CALLED. HE LOOKED AT THE COMPUTER SCREENS AND HID HIS SMILE....S.

" CREATION BE MINE ONE DAY," THE EMPEROR THOUGHT WHILE GAZING AT HER HEAD, LEFT FROM BODY; HIS GAZE HELD FIRM. HE DREAMT OF FUTURES AND ALL ' MEN.' " PERHAPS NEXT TIME, WITHOUT ' FATHER,' HE THOUGHT....


BLI......



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.....NK



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TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 11,  
MESSAGE - BREAK - THIS 21 POINT PROGRAM; TOJO TRIES SUICIDE, WAR CRIMINALS SOUGHT
FACTS ON FILE - 1945 - PETERSON'S INDEX

THE LESSOR OF ARTIST SPENT THOUGHTS OF ALL HE WROTE TO ONLY THE THIEVES OF TIME AND EXCUSE TO FAMILIES SPENT IN HANDICAPPED HAVENS OF INDULGENCES AND ONE FATE. L0ST IN LINES OF THOUGHT WRITTEN SO LONG AGO NOW IN FORTHCOMING; A PRESENCE. ONLY TO BE FOUND IN STOLEN PROFITS LONG AFTER HIS DEATH, AS ' FOUND.'

" THE SUNS OF MAN," ONCE CALLED, NOW GONE, YET FOUND IN ANOTHER OF HER LAST APPETITES. THE LESSOR OF ARTIST'S STUMBLED IN WORDAGE, DUMBFOUNDED, " WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN ? " HE ASKED, IN UNANSWERED THOUGHT TO HIMSELF. DEEP IN PONDER, STUMBLING, STUMBLING, " HA," HOW WELL ALL ONCE, THOUGHT, BEFORE ' MEMORY.' A SEPARATION. OTHERS SAY ' HOW WELL ALL ' ONCE ' THOUGHT BEFORE ' GIVEN ' MEMORY.' THE BLACK BOX HELD TO EAR AND ALL MANNER OF PANDERING, TO AND FRO, WITH, WITH A GHOST OF A ' VOICE ' REALLY, NOT EVEN THE SPEED OF ' HER ' MIND.


THIS ' ONCE ' OCEAN....




SOME OF THE PEOPLE THE LESSOR OF ALL ARTIST MET, ALMOST MADE IT TO HEART, THEN THE REALITY OF WHO THEY REALLY WERE MADE THEMSELVES PRESENT IN ' WHO'S FACE ' THEY BELONGED, A SURROGATE FATHER, ONCE LIVING, DEAD OF HEART. HE SEARCHED THE OCEANS FOR REASONS AND FOUND ONLY CHEMISTRY, THAT OF WHICH ALL WAS MADE; SAND, FIRE, WATER AND AIR. NOTHING ELSE, NOTHING LESS, IN A WORLD MADE OF SAMENESS WITHOUT LAW OR LOVE.

HE THOUGHT OF THAT ' MEANINGLESS ' GRAVITY OF USE WHEN SO MANY WANT, BE IT LIFE OR THAT OF CHILDREN NEVER KNOWN, OR SEEN OR FELT WITH EXCEPTION TO BIRTH AND ' HOLD.' AN IDEA MEANT IN CONTROL TO THE ALL OF ' ONLY ' DESIRE AND ' WANT; ' NEVER OF NEED IN SLAVERY, AND THE IDEA OF EVOLUTION. THIS, SO QUIETLY REMOVED FROM THE PRIMATE BY THE PRIMATE; ' LIMBO.' THE ' SAMENESS ' OF ALL ALL PRIMATES, THE BLASPHEME OF ALL LIFE, THE MALE ABOVE ALL. SAMENESS.

THE REMEMBRANCE OF A PIGEON IN AN ATTEMPT TO BREED WITH THE CORPSE OF A FEMALE LAYING IN THE ROAD; SO MANY ATTEMPTS, THEN THE QUARRELS WITH THE OTHERS OF IT'S SPECIES FOR THE SAME RIGHT. THE FEMALE WAS DEAD, BOUGHT ABOUT BY THE PRIMATE MAN.

SO MUCH LIKE THE PROFITING FROM ANOTHER ARTIST'S WORK, WITHOUT IDEA, MEANING AND ' LIFE;' SPIRIT OR ' MOMENT ' TO CHALLENGE CHANGE IN A LACK OF WISDOM, FAILED ATTEMPTS IN THEIR THOUGHTS LOST TO MEMORIES LIMBO, AN INABILITY TO THINK.
IN A WORLD LEFT TO THE ' SINGULARITY ' OF GENDER. BLASPHEME, DISEASE AND DEATH. IN THE COMPULSIVE ADMIRATION'S OF ALL YOUTH, THEY FORGOT TO PROTECT.......

" WHAT TIME IS IT ? " THE RAGGED BUM ALL BUT ASKED IN THE SHOUT ABOVE THE 
WHIRLWIND OF SAND. " DO'YA GOT THE TIME ! " ONCE MORE.

THE WAVES BROKE; AN OCEAN TO CHALLENGE SPACE.











JEFFERSON AIRPLANE



"White Rabbit"


One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small

When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
Feed your head
Feed your head







U2


"Invisible"


It’s like the room just cleared of smoke
I didn’t even want the heart you broke
It’s yours to keep
You just might need one

I finally found my real name
I won’t be me when you see me again
No, I won’t be my father’s son

I’m more than you know
I’m more than you see here
More than you let me be
I’m more than you know
A body in a soul
You don’t see me but you will
I am not invisible

That's right
I’ll be in the invisible world

I don’t dream, not as such
I don’t even think about you that much
Unless I start to think at all

All those frozen days
And your frozen ways
They melt away your face like snow

I’m more than you know
I’m more than you see here
I’m more than you let me be
I’m more than you know
A body in a soul
You don’t see me but you will
I am not invisible
I am here

I am here

There is no them
There is no them
There’s only us
There’s only us
There is no them
There is no them
There’s only us
There’s only us
There is no them
There is no them
There’s only you
And there’s only me
There is no them







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