Should we pray standing up, kneeling, sitting, or prostrated on our face? Does your body’s’ position affect the reception of your prayers? How long should we pray? A minute, hour, the time it takes a tall candle to burn down and snuff itself out? What kind of language should we use? High formal English? Street slang? […]
If you take to yourself a woman, and with her, raise up a home and family, you have given hostages to fate, and the day will come when you must put your hand in the fire to ransom them.
While on R&R in Hawaii in 1970 from Viet Nam, I heard this song on the radio. It haunted me from that moment on. I searched for it every where with no success; with no title, no name of the singer, I was out of luck. I never heard it but once, and could find […]
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There is a scene in James Cameron’s teeny – bopper – beach – blanket – quasi – semi – hysterical drama – ‘TITANIC”, in which a crewman assigned to con one of the lifeboats tells passenger Molly Brown [ the unsinkable ] to ” sit down and shut the hole in your face”. Those words were actually spoken on […]
Three Marys by W A Adams Three Marys on the road going to a tomb One old one younger one in bloom Hurrying thru a world changing as they sped The dark of the first new day ‘The sun is coming’ the oldest said She carried frankincense to anoint the dead The shadows grew lighter on […]
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The Shape of Illusion by William E Barrett This is a novel about a 17th century painting, in a Manhattan art gallery with a strange and unsettling quality. The theme of the painting is an unusual one, a subject not painted very often. The ancient canvas depicts Christ leaving Pilots Judgement seat, having been condemned. […]
TAKING MY LEAVE by Walter A Adams Finish up the tale you’re telling For I’m halfway down the shore Every story has an ending Then it’s time to tell no more I can see them waiting for me Over on the other side Finish up the tale you’re telling And kindly let me by. Give me […]
The Question by Rudyard Kipling Brethren, how shall it fare with me When the war is laid aside, If it be proven that I am he For whom a world has died? If it be proven that all my good, And the greater good I will make, Were purchased me by a multitude Who suffered […]