Africa

G                 C   
Africa don’t shed no tears
G                        D
Wonderin at the comforts here
G               C
Am I really better off
D                G
Or should I envy you?


India I pray for you
Thinkin it’s we’re the blessed few
But the light that’s in your eyes
Does all my blessedness despise


China you turn my head (take my breath)
Coz you heal the sick and raise the dead
I’m not too happy with the power of my faith
Could I have a little bit of yours instead?



Chorus:           C                             G             D

I suppose that we’re all the same x 2

                        No my colour brings me no shame
                        I suppose that we’re all the same


Canada well you shelter me
Clothe you feed and all for free
One of these days I’d like to hear you say
Not ours but God’s be the glory


Israel well you was the first
To receive God’s blessing and not the curse
Open your eyes and receive the feast
Of our Lord Yahshua’s mercy

Venus accelerator

It is 2023, the probe from Venus has returned, bearing cryogenically stored samples of the atmosphere of our sister planet.  Euroteam has won the prize and ships it off to be examined under greatest precaution.  These may be visitors from another biosphere who are capable of anything, mutating our planet's biosphere to suit themselvcs... if there is a universal raw tooth and bloody claw, it may be in the vial marked Venus Probe Atmospheric Sample Delta-11...

But the fun in us speculates superhuman powers, vigor, and mastery over time and thus over all space at once.  When song and singer alike burst forth from union in the gift of Life.

Dit-il Diderot?

Quand dit-il. Diderot,
Tant que je sais,
Tant que j'ose
Me revere me reverant
Desespere quand ou qui o comment

Commande, moi ce torrent?
Ce ne'espere-pas que sera que seront
Moi je ne m'on fous paix ne mon fou post

Not what is happening with us, as the debate between Luther and Catholic scholars goes, not to look merely at the man and see if the coating of grace effaces the sloppy soul underneath - gold-covered turds some said once.

No, the question itself must go further, one cannot answer whether the soul itself is changed and changing through ongoing conversion and grace intermixed with primitive learning energies called will and mind and freedom until one sees what exactly happened at the cross.

Did Jesus merely put on the guise of taking our sin, or did he actually -ghastly thought- become a sinner?

It may seem like semantics, no, to say such words without context.  parse with me briefly.  Look here, there is a stain on your soul, you unregenerate, living in the filth of your ancestry.                          

But what, flesh is made by spirit spoken into existence at the dawn...

If Jesus did not become a sinner (or sin itself), then we are merely turds disguised in manipulations of biblical text spawned for a moment, capable of such atrocity because we have failed to live the command - LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR!

But if he did, truly became sin itself, the holy father truly had to look away and then the son fell to hell itself, but there seeing in himself and in those gathered there in masses stricken, the light shone on and on and on...

"Come with me!" he broke in, let us go and see the world outside these caves!  You are living shadows, the reality of your self is in the light, full-grown and capable like the day you were made in the plan above and beyond, for all time and all times.

Have a crumb.

Kekule, eureka

In mapping the brain, scientists suggested that topographically, body parts can be related most intimately.

One might ask along a sort of Eastern trajectory of thought, whether it may be worth mapping out similar relations to other paired structures in the body?

For example, the lungs.  Shrink them a bit, compact into cranium and you have a brain, no less,. with various regions, folds and lobelets.

How would one tag a molecule, insert it into a lobe and then use imaging to see where it ends up, lobelet by lobelet, may there be a pattern, none, is it worth finding out, to sharpen our focus in targeted therapeutics?

So too with kidneys, ovaries, testicles, all paired structures.  One might look for specific vessels going to and fro between specimens, has one begun charting this network of nervelets, venules and arterioles?

What experiment could help delineate this, one would start with the friendly dog I imagine...

Medicine for thought...

No SOund?

Those who will not listen
claim there is

                                                                  no sound

Graph This!

One wonders if the collapsing economy may be in part due to the shift from commercial-heavy traditional cable television-based entertainment patterns to internet-based ones, where streamlining extra content is an art, if not a survival token.

Thus, if Fred Banes is not watching "Crumbs" or whatever his favorite show is this month on Fox via Cogeco, he is more than likely watching the last three episodes on the internet, without ads (he larges the video box).

So the less ads Fred sees, the less he buys, the less the economy churns on...