The Diseased Imaginings of a Tainted Mind
King Henry VIII is well known for his many wives, and for being the principal orchestrator of the Reformation in England*, some may not know that he was also a poet.
The eagle’s force subdues eache byrd that flyes—
What metal can resyst the, flaminge fyre?
Doth not the sunne dazle the cleareste eyes,
And melte the ice, and make the froste retyre?
The hardest stones are peircede thro’ wyth tools;
The wysest are, with princes, made but fools.
This poem was written by, apparently, by King Henry VIII upon falling in love with Anne Boylnne. I thought it was quite pretty.
Source( C. S. Lewis)
*The Reformation and King Henry VIII are a tricky subject. I will perhaps write more later.
The Lord and I are in a sheep-shepherd relationship, and I am in
a position of negative need.
He prostrates me in a green-belt grazing area.
He conducts me directionally parallel to non-torrential aqueous
He returns to original satisfaction levels my psychological makeup.
He switches me on to a positive behavioral format for maximal
prestige of His identity.
It should indeed be said that notwithstanding the fact that I make
ambulatory progress through the umbragious inter-hill mortality slot, terror
sensations will no be initiated in me, due to para-etical phenomena.
Your pastoral walking aid and quadrupic pickup unit introduce me
into a pleasurific mood state.
You design and produce a nutriment-bearing furniture-type structure
in the context of non-cooperative elements.
You act out a head-related folk ritual employing vegetable extract.
My beverage utensil experiences a volume crisis.
It is an ongoing deductible fact that your inter-relational
empathetical and non-ventious capabilities will retain me as their
target-focus for the duration of my non-death period, and I will possess
tenant rights in the housing unit of the Lord on a permanent, open-ended
time basis. (From our friends at Fortune)
Or, in it’s more known form:
The LORD is my sheperd
Psalm 23 A Psalm of David.
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil:
for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever. (from the Bible)
Found in Fortune:
What we Are is God’s gift to us.
What we Become is our gift to God.
We are all worms. But I do believe I am a glowworm.
— Winston Churchill
Okay, some of them we’ve seen before on this blog, but it’s nice to see them all together.
An American scientist once visited the offices of the great Nobel prize
winning physicist, Niels Bohr, in Copenhagen. He was amazed to find that
over Bohr’s desk was a horseshoe, securely nailed to the wall, with the
open end up in the approved manner (so it would catch the good luck and not
let it spill out). The American said with a nervous laugh,
“Surely you don’t believe the horseshoe will bring you good luck,
do you, Professor Bohr? After all, as a scientist –”
“I believe no such thing, my good friend. Not at all. I am
scarcely likely to believe in such foolish nonsense. However, I am told
that a horseshoe will bring you good luck whether you believe in it or not.”
Seen on a signature, of (as far as I can gather) G.Pitman on the RedHat List
“There’s plenty of room for all God’s creatures… Right next to the mashed potatoes.”
Interesting to think that we had the passage from Mathew on Sunday about Jesus saying that it was not what went into a man that made him unclean, but what came out of him (by way of actions, and words).
It does me no injury for my neighbor to say there are twenty gods or no God.
It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.
– Thomas Jefferson
America may be unique in being a country which has leapt from barbarism
to decadence without touching civilization.
— John O’Hara
We may not be able to persuade Hindus that Jesus and not Vishnu should
govern their spiritual horizon, nor Moslems that Lord Buddha is at the
center of their spiritual universe, nor Hebrews that Mohammed is a major
prohpet, nor Christians that Shinto best expresses their spiritual
concerns, to say nothing of the fact that we may not be able to get
Christians to agree among themselves about their relationship to God.
But all will agree on a proposition that they possess profound spiritual
resources. If, in addition, we can get them to accept the further
proposition that whatever form the Deity may have in their own theology,
the Deity is not only external, but internal and acts through them, and
they themselves give proof or disproof of the Deity in what they do and
think; if this further proposition can be accepted, then we come that
much closer to a truly religious situation on earth.
– Norman Cousins, from his book “Human Options”
… The things love can drive a man to — the ecstasies, the
the miseries, the broken rules, the desperate chances, the glorious
failures and the glorious victories.
— McCoy, “Requiem for Methuselah”, stardate 5843.7
20. Now, now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies.
Said by: Voltaire when asked by a priest to renounce Satan.
7. I am perplexed. Satan Get Out
Said by: Aleister Crowley – famous occultist
And in a change to the normall random quotes:
Ephesians 4:3 Endeavouring to keep the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.
Nice isn’t it?