the Good Muse

Religion gone to seed

This is an interesting commentary-esque (song) about the narrow-minded aspect religiousness
(and I kinda used to be like this…. til I removed the blinders and realized we’re ALL in this together and love is key)

Soldiers Of Christ
(~ Music & Lyrics by Jill Sobule & Robin Eaton)

Our lord loves the family, our lord loves the saved
Our lord loves the unborn babies and the NRA
Our lord hates the liberals, the faggots and their friends
We’re soldiers of Christ and we’re here to defend

The way it used to be
The way it ought to be
The way it’s going to be again

In the days of Cain and Abel
In the days of the Crusades
In the days of Inquisitions
They made the damned behave
Before emancipation
Before Roe vs. Wade
Before they taught little children
That they evolved from apes

The way it used to be
The way it ought to be
The way it’s going to be again
And when we’re in heaven, you’ll be sorry then

Our lord loves the sinners as long as he don’t sin
He knows the thoughts you’re thinking
He knows with whom you’ve been
And our lord loves the country, he’s with you at the polls
He knows the lever that you pull
He’s keeping track of souls

The way it used to be
The way it ought to be
The way it’s going to be again
And when we’re in heaven you’ll be sorry
When we’re in heaven you’ll be sorry
When we’re in heaven you’ll be sorry then

Spring Fever

Spring Fever

Once upon a time I would hear people speak of Spring Fever and thought WTF?
But then…
On a balmy day (feeling as if lifetimes ago), not too long together with my love, the atmosphere rested heavy on my shoulders, as if Atlas bearing the Earth, a restlessness arose from my core. The desire to ride the steed of dreams was overwhelming. Duty and responsibility barely held me at bay. Never forgotten this soul’s urge.

Unannounced, Unexpected and Haunting, these winds of change have returned again & again to caress and sing their siren song of seduction to me igniting times of great restlessness

Now, especially as of late, they have again returned but things are different. I have discovered that the tethers that held me in times past have aged, and, with little effort and a lot of faith will simply fall away.

This time I very well may dance the dervish of change with these familiar spirits

~kenji