Originally written in 2008....As I rewrite this, I am watching a historical recount of the STAX festival and record organization on the local Public Broadcasting Channel (WJCT). It is programming like this that educates and inspires me. On another note, why does the black generation of today continue to produce music that degrades humanity and erodes moral integrity. It is not rap…it is crap. All these gangsta crappers should watch this documentary, maybe it will touch a part of their soul that is clouded and corrupted. I hope and pray so for music that is more than a string of foul and tasteless words. It is harmony and its’ history lies deep within all of our roots. Return to the spirit of music, and it will take you places unknown.
Thunder Clouds
Off in the distance storm clouds gather
To do their destruction of The Father.
Thunder clasps and lightning bolts
The wild horses call for their colts.
The rain holds back as darkness sets
All the world in one panic they get.
Flashes of light and sounds that rumble
The mud slides where trees stood humble.
The valley awash in a sea of dirt
No survivors of this washed away hurt.
Another example of the foolishness of man
Rape the hillsides so no rock can stand.
In time when the storms release their fury
Everyone & everything will be in such a hurry.
Only then it will be too late and we’ll all have to answer
At Heavens Holy and Mystical Gates.
© BAS …;}… 9/4/08 3:00 AM EST
In His Majesties Service: 1st Samuel Chapter 24
P.S. Earlier I mentioned several ancient historical leaders who were bipolar.
Well there are many I didn’t mention but one comes to mind now…
Achilles was multi-polared !!! Imagine what went thru his head on any given day.
“It is only strange if you make it so
It is only real if you believe it so
It is what it is, and it is no more”
Revision 11/28/2017 As I read something the Lord delivered to me in 2008 I am listening to Whitney Houston's Greatest Hits, the song "The Greatest Love of All" is on. Now this is classic Whitney but I have a problem with this CD.....where is our National Anthem she sang at the Super Bowl....the greatest rendition ever....I don't care who you are....Thank you Whitney for being a shining light in the darkness of human kind....miss your wonderful voice ...sing a song to Him for all of us down here....til we meet again...BAS 5:05 PM EST
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