Thursday, May 10, 2007

A Long Time Ago

A group of people used to build round burial mounds of dirt and grass. Sort of symbolic, like the pyramids. May be it was to remind oneself. You should ask God. See what God says.

Michael Learns To Rock. Salvation. Stuck In The Heat. Sleeping Child. The Actor.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

도움되는 말

퇴직 준비를 위해 지금 당장 더 많은 돈을 저축하라?
덜 저축하라?

최고경영자? 우수 아니면 우두 머리? 돈 밖에 모르는 사람? 아니면 돈 밖에 모르는 사람에게 호소하고 있는 것인가? 최고복지사에 관심 전혀 없는가?

하나님 만이 경제를...

가난한자에게 존경을 되돌려 줘야하는데...

돈이나 학위나 권력 없는 사람, 누가 대변할까? 하나님.

The Monkees

Take The Last Train To Clarksville.

I wonder why they called themselves that. Hey, Hey, We're The Monkees.

Moody Blues. In Your Wildest Dreams.

www.johnnycarson.com

Remember the Smothers Brothers?

Used To Be

A Free Spirit. Now, I am tethered to God by Good.
Listen to John Parr's St. Elmo's Fire. Pretty Good.
Just be good and try to do good. God is here. Ask God.

Jimmy Cliff

a.k.a. A Part Of God.

I shared some thoughts with Jimmy and listened to Treat The Youths Right and Vietnam.

Know, all your leaders are doing their best to stop the war. Those that preach hate, fear, envy, death, etc. are lost. Follow them? They are so full of hate. Where is the love?

You'd best starting writing, like yesterday. Do your part. That's the only way. God's way. God's words. Your words. Make them the same.

Also listened to Jimmy's song, Journey. Jimmy pointed out that the car accident was over 33 years ago. So, I corrected myself.

Remember, I was born human. Good Luck.

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

After Death?

I get angry at people. Imagine my feelings on the world. Pretty Good, actually. It's the part human, part instinct people that make me black and blue. Including me.

Be honest, be true. Otherwise, guilt will come and mess you up royally. I can only do this in spiritual form. In human form, my mouth and instincts give me a hard time.

Thoughts written in words. What would be the best? The one. God. May be?
You can be true and honest over here. In written thoughts and words. If you find your words to be false, you can always correct or delete them. In the beginning, the words can be about doing good. After we do that, we can do more.

After death? I forgot. May be. I know there is After Death, though.
Now, do you really want your body? It's nice, but you know.

I like listening to Jackson Browne's The Barricades Of Heaven and These Days. Music is a part of God, remember? So are you. Remember thought mirrors? So that we can see ourselves?
More long term memory means you can solve more longer time problems? Yes? If you stick with invariable truths?

May be I worry too much. But what do I do for five years?
In the mean times, thank God for letting me use The Word. God's Words.

Now, what if every one wrote down their thoughts like me? A little bit every day or other day. Is that too big a sacrifice?

If you are alone being a good spirit, you are with God. If you are with people, depends on the people. God shows up in my thoughts. And some people, some times. God is always there, but depending on the people and me, hard to see.

Reeling In The Years

By Steely Dan is a good song. Talks about time.

Took my daughter to the dentist. Picked up the wife. Came home together. Son is at college. My wife is less negative these days. Even positive on occasions.

Listened to Steppenwolf's Magic Carpet Ride. Also listened to The Pusher Man. God told me to tell you, but no wars and killing pushers. It's supposed to be taken other than literally.

Also listened to The Steve Miller Band's Abracadabra, Dreamweaver and Fly Like An Eagle. Temptations' I Wish It Would Rain and I've Got Sunshine. The Doors' Born To Be Wild, Money, Peace Frog, People Are Strange.

Buying your way to God? Ridiculous. You can do it only by Good. And letting God work through you. Talk/Think to God yourself. Directly. Spend time in good thought. And then see what God has to say through thoughts and through the world. If you want to, you can buy books or lessons, but it takes longer. The deluge could refer to the tears and sorrow that some encounter on the way here, the first time. I think I was sad for about 40 days.

Portugese.