What are you listening to?

[public hermit]

 

[2PhiloVoid]

 

[Niels]

 

[Chesterton]

They share a lot of gender sentiments, grievances and issues I always had ever since I was a child.

Honestly I don't know what those words mean. I don't know what it would mean to have gender sentiments, grievances and issues. Is it possible you overthink things and just need to chill out about it?

 

[Niels]

 

[Niels]

 

[Niels]

 

[public hermit]

Death seed
Blind man's greed
Poets' starving
Children bleed
Nothing he's got he really needs
Twenty first century schizoid man

 

[public hermit]

You should never beg for Slayer.

In a web like hell
How did I reach this place
Why are they haunting me
I cannot look at God's face

 

[public hermit]

Evangelist, you claim God speaks through you
Your restless mouth, full of lies, gains popularity
You care not for the old that suffer
When empty pockets cry from hunger

Penniless from their generosity
Sharing their money to quench your greed
Searching for the answer to their prayers
They cry their last wish of need:

Save me!

 

[public hermit]

 

[Niels]

 

[2PhiloVoid]

They said don't hold your breath over it, but I am ..

 

[Sif]

 

[Sif]

An Elven-maid there was of old, A shining star by day: Her mantle white was hemmed with gold, Her shoes of silver-grey.
A star was bound upon her brows, A light was on her hair As sun upon the golden boughs In Lorien the fair.
Her hair was long, her limbs were white, And fair she was and free; And in the wind she went as light
As leaf of linden-tree.
Beside the falls of Nimrodel, By water clear and cool, Her voice as falling silver fell Into the shining pool. Where now she wanders none can tell, In sunlight or in shade; For lost of yore was Nimrodel And in the mountains strayed. The elven-ship in haven grey Beneath the mountain-lee
Awaited her for many a day Beside the roaring sea. A wind by night in Northern lands Arose, and loud it cried, And drove the ship from elven-strands Across the streaming tide. When dawn came dim the land was lost, The mountains sinking grey Beyond the heaving waves that tossed
Their plumes of blinding spray. Amroth beheld the fading shore
Now low beyond the swell, And cursed the faithless ship that bore Him far from Nimrodel. Of old he was an Elven-king, A lord of tree and glen, When golden were the boughs in spring In fair Lothlorien. From helm to sea they saw him leap, As arrow from the string, And dive into the water deep, As mew upon the wing. The wind was in his flowing hair, The foam about him shone; Afar they saw him strong and fair
Go riding like a swan. But from the West has come no word, And on the Hither Shore No tidings Elven-folk have heard Of Amroth evermore.
(JRR Tolkien, The Fellowship of The Ring)

 

[Jo555]

 

[Jo555]

Love this guy.

 

[Jo555]

Out of the mouth of babes.

I like to think of the Lord with this one, but I've also sent it to my sis and sing it to my mom.

 

[Jo555]

You guys have me going down memory lane tonight. Going to take a bit more room here, and reveal my age some ...

My favorite musician back in the day. Saw him in concert at the Peabody Hotel, rooftop, in Orlando. They had the best concerts back then, and the ambience going rooftop was top notch. George Benson was the best concert I had been to. What a show he puts on, but this was fabulous too, and he was my fave.

I gotta feel it, and his saxophone did it. He passed last year.

I believe he knew the Lord so he's now playing with the big boys up in the clouds.

Thanks for the memories David. This one is for you.

 

[Jo555]

Love, love, love.

Think that's it for now.