Sometimes there are so many images, sounds, phrases, and memories swirling around like a tornado, each layered atop the other, moving in and out of focus and back again, yet from a different angle, creating a kaleidoscopic experience that is both irritating and fascinating. Yes, sometimes I fear I'm going stark raving mad. In order to maintain a semblance of sanity I have to find a distraction or I have to write. Usually when trying to distract myself I only add fodder to the mix....
Today I choose to write - or to "toss my [mental] cookies" - in an attempt to give some order to the chaos and perhaps find some themes to my ensuing madness.
All aboard! Hahahahahaha
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Crazy, but that's how it goesMillions of people living as foesMaybe it's not too lateTo learn how to love and forget how to hate.
Mental wounds not healingLife's a bitter shameI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy trainI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train
I've listened to preachers,I've listened to foolsI've watched all the dropoutsWho make their own rulesOne person conditioned to rule and controlThe media sells it and you live the role
Mental wounds still screamingDriving me insaneI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy trainI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train
I know that things are going wrong for meYou gotta listen to my words, yeah, yeah
Heirs of a cold war,that's what we've becomeInheriting troubles,I'm mentally numbCrazy, I just cannot bearI'm living with something that just isn't fair
Mental wounds not healingWho and what's to blameI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy trainI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train(Crazy Train, by Ozzy Osborne)
Welcome to the Powderkeg: Obama arrives in Israel as Middle East conflict boils (Huffington Post headline)
"Blessed are the peacemakers...." (Jesus, Matthew 5:9)
Could you ever love a pot of gold?Could you ever love another lonely soul?And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide?Could you ever find love in another stranger's eyes?
Give a little tolerance, toleranceWe need you more and moreSo lend a hand or simply hold a friendThat’s in need of a life support
Draw a picture, share a whisperAnyway that you can rise aboveAnd when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer?To be the last one to die for love
Tolerance or violenceAnd the whole world goes to warIs one enough or is one too many?Before we say, "No more"No more, no moreNo more, no more(Tolerance, by Michael Franti)
"He did not study God; he was dazzled by him." (said of Bishop Welcome, by Victor Hugo, Les Miserables)
When Slavery Begins at 3 Years Old (Video on CNN.com)
"What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. From whom? From misery. From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul for a morsel of bread. Misery offers; society accepts. The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does not, as yet, permeate it; it is said that slavery has disappeared from European civilization. This is a mistake. It still exists; but it weighs only upon the woman, and it is called prostitution. It weighs upon the woman, that is to say, upon grace, weakness, beauty, maternity. This is not one of the least of man's disgraces." (Victor Hugo, Les Miserables)
No Bullets, No Bombs...North Korea Launches CYBER WAR (Fox News top story)
"God never forces himself on us or coerces you toward life or love by any threats whatsoever. God seduces you, yes; coerces you, no (Jeremiah 20:7; Matthew 11:28-30). ...God...is utterly free and utterly respects our own human freedom. Love cannot happen in any other way. Love flourishes inside freedom and then increases that freedom even more. 'For freedom Christ has set us free!' shouts St. Paul in his critique of all legalistic religion (Galatians 5:1)." (Richard Rohr, Immortal Diamonds, p. 177)
Rainbow House Get's Revenge on [Westboro Baptist] Church (CNN feature and Huffpost "most shared" story)
"...Love your neighbor as yourself." (Jesus, Matthew 22:39)
"You can safely assume you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do." (Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird, p. 22)"Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse." (The Apostle Paul, Romans 12:14)
"I will undertake the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if you do not like. I will give all the money you require. You shall be honest and happy once more. And listen! I declare to you that...you have never ceased to be virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh poor woman!" (Jean Valjean to Fantine, who had turned to prostitution to earn money to care for her child, by Victor Hugo, Les Miserables)
Ohio teen wears "killer" shirt, curses at victims' families (USA Today story)
Mental wounds not healingWho and what's to blameI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy trainI'm goin' off the rails on a crazy train(Crazy Train, by Ozzy Osborne)
“You have heard that it was said, ‘Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.’ But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also. And if anyone wants to sue you and take your shirt, hand over your coat as well. If anyone forces you to go one mile, go with them two miles. Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you."
“You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that?" (Jesus, Matthew 5:38-47)
Fumbling his confidenceAnd wondering whyThe world has passed him byHoping that he's bent for more than argumentsAnd failed attempts to fly, to fly
We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?Somewhere we live insideSomewhere we live insideWe were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about providenceAnd whether mice and men have second triesMaybe we've been livin' with our eyes half openMaybe we're bent and broken, broken
We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?Somewhere we live insideSomewhere we live insideWe were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?Somewhere we live inside
We want more than this world's got to offerWe want more than this world's got to offerWe want more than the wars of our fathersAnd everything inside screams for second life
We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?We were meant to live for so much moreHave we lost ourselves?We were meant to liveWe were meant to live (Meant to Live, Switchfoot)
And so I ponder.
And so I struggle.
And so my mind swirls with ideas & thoughts of the dark and decaying realities of our world.
And I realize....
You're God of this city, You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation, You are
You're the light in this darkness, You're the hope to the hopeless
You're the peace to the restless, You are
For there is no one like our God
There is no one like You God
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done in this city
Greater things have yet to come
And greater things are still to be done here
You're the Lord of creation, the creator of all things
You're the King above all kings, You are
You're the strength in the weakness, You are love to the broken
You're the joy in the sadness, You are
For there is no one like our God
There is no one like You God (by Bluetree, God of this City)
And so I pray, with Bono as my Cantor leading me to the throne of God, to the foot of the Cross of Jesus:
Take these shoesClick clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean
Take this soul
Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing
Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I'm waiting for the dawn
Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don't make a fist
Take this mouth
So quick to criticise
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss
Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahewh, Yahweh
Still I'm waiting for the dawn
Still waiting for the dawn, the sun is coming up
The sun is coming up on the ocean
This love is like a drop in the ocean
This love is like a drop in the ocean
Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, tell me now
Why the dark before the dawn?
Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it break
(by U2, Yahweh)