'what makes eternal?' Memory Eternal! Bettie Page!
'what makes eternal? ** Timothy r gates, 12/12/2008
smiles
tears
belly laughing
love drunk gazes
she
he
we
anticipation, forlorn
repentance, emancipated
suspense, baptized
imagine, eliminated
what makes eternal?
grins unforgotten
replenish
rejoin
resurrection
respeculate
smiles
tears
belling laughing
-- i see that grin
**Certain people seem to be near ever-present in my mind's eye. I prefer, and love, the phrase of the Eastern Christian Churches, 'Blessed Repose,' when referring to those that have died from this world of time and space. It presumes nothing, yet hopes everything, partly, because all that might be or hasn't been is only known now. I daily, presently, remember in love, first my grandfather, then my younger brother whose life I was blessed to watch leave this world, my grandmother, my uncle bob who died because he couldn't deal with the shame of being gay in a time when if exposed it would've destroyed his classical music career in the communities he lived, and he thought - his family. Then I remember St John of Shanghai and San Fransisco, and then a student of his, Blessed Fr Saraphim Rose. After this, it seems that often, nearly daily, Mother Teresa and Mahatma Gandhi, as well as, recently, my first wife as she fell asleep from this world nearly nine months ago. Van Gogh, Langston Hughes, Ann Akhmatova, Fyodor Dostoyevsky in their Art and Literature comes to my mind daily. John Lennon, also, comes to mind daily, perhaps his cynical romanticism is what I resonate, daily. Memory Eternal! This makes sense every day that I take in a breath.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
John Lennon, 'Imagine' & 'War is over'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Wk-lAiHNMw
one of the last songs, simple recording, written and recorded
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntn_kFLvtFw
28 years since his repose, blessed be his memory eternal
http://www.starpulse.com/Music/Lennon,_John/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/index.html?curid=3457121
link to almost everything re John Lennon (some work, some don't, most do...)
http://www.truebritsjournal.co.uk/links/lennon1.htm
'Lennon, not the other one' timothy r g, 11/26/2007
a morning stroll come to an end,
both sons finally talking with dad;
'daddy's home, the monster's gone...
beautiful, beautiful little boy,'
being sung for the young one,
and the one near forgotten,
but not.
daddy does what daddy's done;
sad, tears came to theirs too,
didn't know what to do,
(all it takes, a violation of our own orphaned
nightmares) -
come out of the corner, stop rocking,
curled up in a ball,
look into their faces,
'it's my own.'
daddy does what daddy's done;
not this day,
now they sing together;
'working class hero is hard to be,'
when you're not in the working class;
still, we sing with him,
a 'revolution' is only 'imagined'
by those that do not see themselves
disconnected.
Lennon, not the other one,
like Elvis,
dead by another's fearful movements;
in this time and space,
both would be my daddy's and uncle's age;
schizophrenic 'warm gun,'
physician's pills,
both helped us sing,
thinking that their songs were ours.
They are.
Lennon, not the other one,
out for a morning stroll,
not a piped-piper, hypnotizing our steps;
imagine,
it's not yesterday; it's not tomorrow,
it's today.
'If there is to be any peace it will come through being not having.' + Henry Miller 'Wars are poor chisels for carving out peaceful tomorrows.' + Martin Luther King Jr. 'The search for Truth is the search for God.' + Gandhi
'what makes eternal? ** Timothy r gates, 12/12/2008
smiles
tears
belly laughing
love drunk gazes
she
he
we
anticipation, forlorn
repentance, emancipated
suspense, baptized
imagine, eliminated
what makes eternal?
grins unforgotten
replenish
rejoin
resurrection
respeculate
smiles
tears
belling laughing
-- i see that grin
**Certain people seem to be near ever-present in my mind's eye. I prefer, and love, the phrase of the Eastern Christian Churches, 'Blessed Repose,' when referring to those that have died from this world of time and space. It presumes nothing, yet hopes everything, partly, because all that might be or hasn't been is only known now. I daily, presently, remember in love, first my grandfather, then my younger brother whose life I was blessed to watch leave this world, my grandmother, my uncle bob who died because he couldn't deal with the shame of being gay in a time when if exposed it would've destroyed his classical music career in the communities he lived, and he thought - his family. Then I remember St John of Shanghai and San Fransisco, and then a student of his, Blessed Fr Saraphim Rose. After this, it seems that often, nearly daily, Mother Teresa and Mahatma Gandhi, as well as, recently, my first wife as she fell asleep from this world nearly nine months ago. Van Gogh, Langston Hughes, Ann Akhmatova, Fyodor Dostoyevsky in their Art and Literature comes to my mind daily. John Lennon, also, comes to mind daily, perhaps his cynical romanticism is what I resonate, daily. Memory Eternal! This makes sense every day that I take in a breath.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
John Lennon, 'Imagine' & 'War is over'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Wk-lAiHNMw
one of the last songs, simple recording, written and recorded
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntn_kFLvtFw
28 years since his repose, blessed be his memory eternal
http://www.starpulse.com/Music/Lennon,_John/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/index.html?curid=3457121
link to almost everything re John Lennon (some work, some don't, most do...)
http://www.truebritsjournal.co.uk/links/lennon1.htm
'Lennon, not the other one' timothy r g, 11/26/2007
a morning stroll come to an end,
both sons finally talking with dad;
'daddy's home, the monster's gone...
beautiful, beautiful little boy,'
being sung for the young one,
and the one near forgotten,
but not.
daddy does what daddy's done;
sad, tears came to theirs too,
didn't know what to do,
(all it takes, a violation of our own orphaned
nightmares) -
come out of the corner, stop rocking,
curled up in a ball,
look into their faces,
'it's my own.'
daddy does what daddy's done;
not this day,
now they sing together;
'working class hero is hard to be,'
when you're not in the working class;
still, we sing with him,
a 'revolution' is only 'imagined'
by those that do not see themselves
disconnected.
Lennon, not the other one,
like Elvis,
dead by another's fearful movements;
in this time and space,
both would be my daddy's and uncle's age;
schizophrenic 'warm gun,'
physician's pills,
both helped us sing,
thinking that their songs were ours.
They are.
Lennon, not the other one,
out for a morning stroll,
not a piped-piper, hypnotizing our steps;
imagine,
it's not yesterday; it's not tomorrow,
it's today.
'If there is to be any peace it will come through being not having.' + Henry Miller 'Wars are poor chisels for carving out peaceful tomorrows.' + Martin Luther King Jr. 'The search for Truth is the search for God.' + Gandhi
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meow:
Thanks for the comment on my set in MR! Sorry I'm so slow at replying.
meow:
Thanks again.