of such gifts given by
such ways shall we live
for God’s sake as given
we live for one another
much blest and 4 lived
“Surely Bach knew God for what else did he live?”
‘Shut up and play tic/tact/toe . . . ‘ & music died we in the pews mute from then silence game continued remembered before slipping from river bridge Christmas Eve into the dark waters below. Thank you also Jesus & Fritz Eichenberg . . . with a nod now to Leo Goldring a violinist & teacher well remembered as friend to me.
He had asked the violin to be the second after the piano at four that I attempt. In rebellion I chose instead the trumpet; mother’s instrument at nine and now none save for my tears at Bach’s violin sonata Triumph begun this date, this time before grinding my morning coffee first begun before these words ad lib 02:22 time.
J. S. BACH SONATA 1 IN G MINOR, BWV 1001
I Adagio II Fuga Allegro III Siciliana IV Presto
Violin Solo
. . . to whom & why i owe this maelstrom of creativity the I Am of all Creation I in love do bestow upon not he who said play the game but the Game Master of Everything. . . . & to think I left behind the Cello Partita's:
Pablo Casals & Yo Yo Ma Suite No. 1 in G major, BWV 1007
“So many things--nay every real thing--is good if only it will be humble and ordinate.”
-- C. S. Lewis
In change, as chaos, strength arises prevailing -- bullshit talks -- truth walks the walk . . . I could say more of Dad & I but will not since it is Our story we must engage with; Here & Now. You are the future & i now the past passing away to make room for U.
If I tell you I dialog with God then I am insane. Right? Yet I do, not for me to Lord over you but in the ideal of making for you a path to healing, wholeness and being, if not responsible, at the very least responsive to your brother . . . and again I remind that the word ‘man’ or ‘brother’ is generic for all mankind . . . by evidence I know many who, did as well in their time and way, converse with God. Few were “Churched” since The Church is not God but about God. Sensed and thought of too long ago to be present, a present, in this desert time of anxiety, fear, worry and terrorism drowning us surrounding us; We Of, For By God ordained to be the only church and governance the two never to mix. The first is inventory the latter infinity. If you think religion is bad, think;
"Of all bad men religious bad men are the worst." -- C. S. Lewis
“Saved” i pray not for me but to save U and all who care to enter their path to becoming real people, in real times; here and now . . . Become a sun dial in the desert and follow your shadow; the path becomes clear.
Be well.
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