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And if Mary’s song has become our song, then we, too, have joined our chords with the never silent, yet-to-come voice of Jesus, the living Word of God. That should make us good news, the kind that causes that inner leap within the person who hears us coming; does it? Bearing J...
Those chords aren’t quite right And let’s not mention the shirt Do I have enough money? I’m worried about my grammar and how many more times In my life I’ll have to hear ‘Sweet Home Alabama’ Does the physics of snow shoes apply to sand? Why, whether I eat a lot, or just...
“Big Empty” showcase the band’s radically improved songwriting and musicianship, overflowing with indelible hooks, evocative lyrics and shimmering, complex guitar chords. Dean DeLeo rips blazing solos on the lean rockers “Meatplow” and “Unglued,” while Scott Weiland plumbs the depths of his...
Hawkins blew notes on a penny whistle while Nan wrapped green and gold ribbons around him. Dado took up a two-row melodeon and vamped a couple of chords that segued into a reel. When the music built up steam, the Missing Postman’s feet tapped and he swirled like a clockwork ballerina...
*** Going Beyond Words 10 Practices for Spiritual Unfolding Lois Huey-Heck Going Beyond Words offers spiritual practices that have their roots in ancient tradition and have been adapted and refined to be relevant and accessible to anyone interested in spiri- tual unfolding. Utilizing word, ...
and putting them together in our own personal way. And if that sounds a bit too cold and analytical, let’s not forget that out of these conglomerations of sound, words and image can come something approaching a transcendental experience, from two chords or twenty, heart on sleeve or heart...
Deep, melancholy chords escort me to the Isle of the Dead, Remote, alabaster tombs protrude, rising from darkness and dread. Monotonous oars glide through glassy, unfathomable depths… No wind to rustle the sombre shroud of Cypress leaves, ...
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