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The poem here is from the message column rewritten. The original of it is on poem page 3 at this website.




Know that He has
 established it upon the waters,
 made low the lofty peaks 
and caste them down into the sea.
 And that which is unknown
and down below the sea, not privy,
 upon which rests the deep water, 
lays low 
and someday springs up new mountains
which slice the oceans into pieces:
new oceans, new mountains, 
rivers ebb and flow 
and bring low
all of the loft and pomp of demagogues.

All things heal and are suddenly well.
There are no villains, just lovers of the Lord.



RIP Gabriel Garcia Marquez


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March 30, 2014



All Year

and till the end of time

Celebrate the arriving Christ in everyone!




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Love Love Love. When I think of the man that is what I feel, and a sense of a great big hole that got filled up in Heaven. Hey: Love in those places that you said. Love in that foreign land. Love everywhere. Fill the hole in your heart.



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    Praise the Lord!

Praise the Lord!

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  If there were love
    in a time of solitude
         for a hundred years
     a shipwreaked sailor
      hullcinates about petal fall
     in Barrenquilla
 postage and old boats and unrequited love,
       magic,
 being forced off of ancestoral lands
     driven to the mosquito haven wetlands
    and a sense the world is always magic, first.
It's only when people are disconnected
           that they loose sight
   of what should be obvious.

    the magic of ordinary things.
   loving ordinary people with passion
       that goes beyond what is called ordinary.

  Oh, the memories of the great stories that he wrote.
        how will the world go on with out him?
  with magic and ascension.
 prayer, faith, devotion.
      what some see as magic, 
         to others is just the ordinary result
 of common passion
    to be expected
 from an uncommonly talented writer
   not afraid to be real
  by keeping it all mystical.


        
 
                
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