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… just finished a new song “someshine”

I wanted to post a video to go along with it, which I am shooting – the spinning plates however threaten to fall!… also just finished making a snare drum out of a maple log from a neighbors tree… I wanted to post some video of that too since it will be fun to show

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The Claim of War: Render unto Ceasar

The war will fail to absorb our whole attention because it is a finite object and, therefore, intrinsically unfitted to support the whole attention of human soul. In order to avoid misunderstanding I must here make a few distinctions. I believe our cause to be, as human causes go, very righteous, and I therefore believe

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I clasp thy feet, O father of the living!

Thou wilt not let my fluttering hopes be more, Or lovelier, or greater, than thy giving! Surely thy ships will bring to my poor shore, Of gold and peacocks such a shining store As will laugh all the dreams to holy scorn, Of love and sorrow that were ever born. GM

FASTER!

I was watching a drummer recently… he was really fast. No kidding,, he had speed and dexterity beyond the normal human comprehension of what is attainable. Really really fast. I saw it. Another drummer witnessed his skills and absolutely rejoiced in the “speed.” WOW – the people said LOOK! SUPER FAST! I shrugged. Honestly… from

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Even thou canst give me neither thought nor thing,

Were it the priceless pearl hid in the land, Which if I fix thereon a greedy gaze, Becomes not poisen that doth burn and cling; Their own bad look my foolish eyes doth daze, They see the gift, see not the giving hand— From the living root the apple dead I wring. GM

Screwtape explains the law of undulation:

My dear Wormwood, So you ‘have great hopes that the patient’s religious phase is dying away’, have you? I always thought the Training College had gone to pieces since they put old Subgob at the head of it, and now I am sure. Has no one every told you about the law of Undulation? Humans

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 I am quite ready to respect another man’s faith;

but it is too much to ask that I should respect his doubt, his worldly hesitations and fictions, his political bargain and make-believe. The Christian ideal has not been tried and found wanting. It has been found difficult; and left untried. GKC Read More: What Is Wrong With The World

Gloriously wasteful, O my Lord, art thou!

Sunset faints after sunset into the night, Splendorously dying from thy window-sill– For ever. Sad our poverty doth bow Before the riches of thy making might: Sweep from thy space thy systems at thy will– In thee the sun sets every sunset still. GM