The line that divides the circumference between the world and the universe is not more than a delicate silk string, adorned with illusions and complex dellusional stories of how we were once commanded by a strange form of control called fate...
Centuries of mind gazing and practical courage made some of us immerse, and find what's beyond...
Christianity along with all other theistic beliefs systems is the fraud of the age, Its serves to detach the species from the natural world and likewise each other, Its supports blind submission to authority, Its reduces human responsibility to defect that god controls everything in terms that crime Can be justified in the name of a divine pursuit... And most importantly, Its empower those who know the truth BUT... Use the MYTH to manipulate and control societies.
The religious myth is the most powerful device ever created, Its serves as the psychological soil upon which other MYTHS can flourish.
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To the reader,
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I gave you wondrous worlds to play as god And characters to watch grow old I gave you dramatic flair To the fullest I could embellish I sent you conflict and sin Hope and resolution I provided gray lines to dive into And twisted lives for your pleasure I did as your subconscious expected While your mind was overjoyed at the unexpected Because that is what a good author does Plays the tune the reader wants to hear Why else pick up a book for pleasure? At your beck and command I sent Heroes to their doom Villains to their thrones And Heroines to outshine everyone Gave you lust and love, sometimes at the same time Hatred beyond death, and the anger of the living Let you taste the sorrow of a passing friend As well as the sun kissed grapes in the garden I wrote this all down for you Bound it up and passed it out Without thoughts of thank you's But still I must press For the answer to my own quest To the reader Why are you reading this?
I’ve been busy just as many of us are in this season, and also at my new venture at MOSA CAFE that is doing well and thanks to all the support from my close friends here and the ones i newly met after having moved down to FULHAM (LONDON) but I wanted to wish everyone a wonderful Christmas & new year!
I pray that none of us will forget the truth & hope of this time of year — the worship, reflection, & gratitude to God to all of us to make us free from sin & reconcile us to Him! Remember, if there was no Christmas — the birth of Christ — there’d be no Easter — the resurrection of Christ after death to end death’s sting for those who believe once & for all! I pray also for all those who come to truly know Jesus during this season as they are embraced in love & grace by God & begin their journeys as new believers.
I pray that we won’t be overwhelmed by the world’s ways of celebrating the season, the business of this time, & the stress that can come so easily. I pray that all of us are able to even more spend cherished time with family, & deeper, one-on-one time with God as the new year begins!
I can't believe 2007 is almost over. I'm still having to think about which year to put down when I write out a check (yeah, that's sad—but that's me). My Christmas wish is simple: I want to have thousands of new satisfied customers for Christmas!
That may be a tough one for the elves to hammer out, so I will have to take this wish over Santa's head. And it's really not a greedy wish, right? I am asking for "thousands of people" to be happy with MOSA CAFE. Shoot, this is almost like asking for world peace... just on a much smaller scale. It's a win-win situation if I can grow my company while helping customers to dig out from the spending they did over the holidays, right?
But seriously, I am feeling very blessed that MOSA CAFE had such a great first official year. 2007 gave me the opportunity to build a company the way I wanted to and I've been blessed with so much positive feedback from my customers. 2008 is going to build on this solid start and grow even greater company.
I want to wish all of you a very Merry Christmas and the Happiest of Holidays! May you be blessed with awareness and appreciation of the many blessings that surround you and pour through your life.
Your thought is a tree rooted deep in the soil of tradition and whose branches grow in the power of continuity. My thought is a cloud moving in the space. It turns into drops which, as they fall, form a brook that sings its way into the sea. Then it rises as vapour into the sky. Your thought is a fortress that neither gale nor the lightning can shake. My thought is a tender leaf that sways in every direction and finds pleasure in its swaying. Your thought is an ancient dogma that cannot change you nor can you change it. My thought is new, and it tests me and I test it morn and eve.
You have your thought and I have mine.
Your thought allows you to believe in the unequal contest of the strong against the weak, and in the tricking of the simple by the subtle ones. My thought creates in me the desire to till the earth with my hoe, and harvest the crops with my sickle, and build my home with stones and mortar, and weave my raiment with woollen and linen threads. Your thought urges you to marry wealth and notability. Mine commends self-reliance. Your thought advocates fame and show. Mine counsels me and implores me to cast aside notoriety and treat it like a grain of sand cast upon the shore of eternity. Your thought instils in your heart arrogance and superiority. Mine plants within me love for peace and the desire for independence. Your thought begets dreams of palaces with furniture of sandalwood studded with jewels, and beds made of twisted silk threads. My thought speaks softly in my ears, “Be clean in body and spirit even if you have nowhere to lay your head.” Your thought makes you aspire to titles and offices. Mine exhorts me to humble service.
You have your thought and I have mine.
Your thought is social science, a religious and political dictionary. Mine is simple axiom. Your thought speaks of the beautiful woman, the ugly, the virtuous, the prostitute, the intelligent, and the stupid. Mine sees in every woman a mother, a sister, or a daughter of every man. The subjects of your thought are thieves, criminals, and assassins. Mine declares that thieves are the creatures of monopoly, criminals are the offspring of tyrants, and assassins are akin to the slain. Your thought describes laws, courts, judges, punishments. Mine explains that when man makes a law, he either violates it or obeys it. If there is a basic law, we are all one before it. He who disdains the mean is himself mean. He who vaunts his scorn of the sinful vaunts his disdain of all humanity. Your thought concerns the skilled, the artist, the intellectual, the philosopher, the priest. Mine speaks of the loving and the affectionate, the sincere, the honest, the forthright, the kindly, and the martyr. Your thought advocates Judaism, Brahmanism, Buddhism, Christianity, and Islam. In my thought there is only one universal religion, whose varied paths are but the fingers of the loving hand of the Supreme Being. In your thought there are the rich, the poor, and the beggared. My thought holds that there are no riches but life; that we are all beggars, and no benefactor exists save life herself.
You have your thought and I have mine.
According to your thought, the greatness of nations lies in their politics, their parties, their conferences, their alliances and treaties. But mine proclaims that the importance of nations lies in work – work in the field, work in the vineyards, work with the loom, work in the tannery, work in the quarry, work in the timberyard, work in the office and in the press. Your thought holds that the glory of the nations is in their heroes. It sings the praises of Rameses, Alexander, Caesar, Hannibal, and Napoleon. But mine claims that the real heroes are Confucius, Lao-Tse, Socrates, Plato, Abi Taleb, El Gazali, Jalal Ed-din-el Roumy, Copernicus, and Pasteur. Your thought sees power in armies, cannons, battleships, submarines, aeroplanes, and poison gas. But mine asserts that power lies in reason, resolution, and truth. No matter how long the tyrant endures, he will be the loser at the end. Your thought differentiates between pragmatist and idealist, between the part and the whole, between the mystic and materialist. Mine realizes that life is one and its weights, measures and tables do not coincide with your weights, measures and tables. He whom you suppose an idealist may be a practical man.
You have your thought and I have mine.
Your thought is interested in ruins and museums, mummies and petrified objects. But mine hovers in the ever-renewed haze and clouds. Your thought is enthroned on skulls. Since you take pride in it, you glorify it too. My thought wanders in the obscure and distant valleys. Your thought trumpets while you dance. Mine prefers the anguish of death to your music and dancing. Your thought is the thought of gossip and false pleasure. Mine is the thought of him who is lost in his own country, of the alien in his own nation, of the solitary among his kinfolk and friends.
This film has the best sountrack ever done. The track of this scene is Journey to the line of Hans Zimmer
The Thin Red Line is a 1998 war film which tells the story of United States forces during the Battle of Guadalcanal in World War II. It marked Terrence Malick's return to filmmaking after a twenty year absence.
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Malick adapted the screenplay himself from the novel of the same name by James Jones, which had previously been adapted in a 1964 film. The film features a large ensemble cast, including Sean Penn, Adrien Brody, James Caviezel, Ben Chaplin, George Clooney, John Cusack, Woody Harrelson, Elias Koteas, Jared Leto, Dash Mihok, Tim Blake Nelson, Nick Nolte, John C. Reilly, Nick Stahl, John Travolta and John Savage.
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