HW: Read ch 12 , Nine Nights of Dance 177-189
Quiz tomorrow on Chapter 11-12 (10 questions for 20 points)
Is It Like Today
by World Party
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhBmXKKYq1E
(full song, all of the stanzas)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9oYD7F-LzaU
(good video, but missing the third “Greek” stanza
World history according to World Party
What do you feel World Party’s primary purpose is in this song, and
how do they employ rhetorical elements/strategies to convey their ideas?
Many years ago, he looked out through a
glassless window
All that he could see was Babylon
Beautiful green fields and dreams and learn to measure the stars
But there was a worry in his heart
He said, "How could it come to this?
I'm really worried about living
How could it come to this?
Yeah, I really want to know about this"
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Then there came a day, moved out across the Mediterranean
Came to western isles and the Greek young men
And with their silver beards they laughed at the unknown of the universe
They could sit and guess God's name
But they said, "How could it come to this?
We're really worried about living
How could it come to this?
Yeah, we really want to know about this"
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Then there followed days of kings, empires and revolution
Blood just looks the same when you open the veins
But sometimes it was faith, power or reason as the cornerstone
But the furrowed brow has never left his face
He said, "How could it come to this?
We’re living in a landslide
How could it come to this?
Yeah, we really want to know about this"
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Then there came a day, man packed up flew off from the planet
He went to the moon, to the moon
Now he's out in space, hey, fixing all the problems
He comes face to face with God
He says, "How could it come to this?
I'm really worried about my creation
How did it comes to this?
You're really killing me, you know"
It isn't just today? Ah, ah
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Is it like today? Ah, bang
Ooh, aah, ooh
All that he could see was Babylon
Beautiful green fields and dreams and learn to measure the stars
But there was a worry in his heart
He said, "How could it come to this?
I'm really worried about living
How could it come to this?
Yeah, I really want to know about this"
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Then there came a day, moved out across the Mediterranean
Came to western isles and the Greek young men
And with their silver beards they laughed at the unknown of the universe
They could sit and guess God's name
But they said, "How could it come to this?
We're really worried about living
How could it come to this?
Yeah, we really want to know about this"
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Then there followed days of kings, empires and revolution
Blood just looks the same when you open the veins
But sometimes it was faith, power or reason as the cornerstone
But the furrowed brow has never left his face
He said, "How could it come to this?
We’re living in a landslide
How could it come to this?
Yeah, we really want to know about this"
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Then there came a day, man packed up flew off from the planet
He went to the moon, to the moon
Now he's out in space, hey, fixing all the problems
He comes face to face with God
He says, "How could it come to this?
I'm really worried about my creation
How did it comes to this?
You're really killing me, you know"
It isn't just today? Ah, ah
Is it like today? Ah, ah
Is it like today? Ah, bang
Ooh, aah, ooh
Image credit: The Sacificial Lamb (detail), by Josefa de Ă“bidos (1630-1684), Walters Art Museum, Baltimore, Maryland.
The Other as Scapegoat
Written by Richard Rohr
(Edited/altered slightly by Mr.
Wesley)
Avoiding Transformation
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
It seems we always find some way
to avoid the transformation of our pain. There’s the common way of fight.
Fighters are looking for the evildoer, the sinner, the unjust one, the
oppressor, the bad person “over there.” He or she “righteously” attacks, hates,
or even kills the wrong-doer, while feeling heroic for doing so (see John
16:2). We are all tempted to project our problem on someone or something else
rather than dealing with it in ourselves.
The zealot—and we’ve all been one at different times—is actually
relieved by having someone to hate, because it takes away our inner shame and
anxiety and provides a false sense of innocence. As long as the evil is “over
there” and we can keep our focus on changing or expelling someone else (as the
contaminating element), then we feel at peace. But this is not the peace of
Christ, which “the world cannot give” (see John 14:27).
Playing the victim is another way to deal with pain indirectly.
You blame someone else, and your pain becomes your personal ticket to power because
it gives you a false sense of moral superiority and outrage. You don’t have to
grow up, let go, forgive, or surrender—you just have to accuse someone else of
being worse than you are. And sadly, that becomes your very fragile identity,
which always needs more reinforcement.
All of these
patterns perpetuate pain and violence rather than bringing true healing. Jesus
took the more difficult path: to know the depths of suffering and sin and yet
to forgive reality for being what it is. That is the Third Way,
beyond fight and flight, and yet in a subtle sense including both of them. Only
the Spirit can teach us the paradox of … death and resurrection, the pattern of
all growth, change, and transformation. It is equally hard to trust both
sides—the dying itself and the promised new state.
BBF Chapter 10, "Parrots, Bought and Sold" quiz
Creep by Radiohead
Write an essay in which you discuss what Radiohead’s
primary purpose in this song might be, and how they use verbal and musical
elements/strategies to achieve those purposes?
When you were here
before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a
weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I wanna a perfect body
I wanna a perfect soul
I wanna have control
I wanna a perfect body
I wanna a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a
weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run run
She's running out
She's run run run run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a
weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
HW:
Choose one of the following and write either a six to ten line poem or a haiku which conveys the term or the tone words
Poem - Title it "Parallelism"
How would you express parallelism as a poem?
Poem - Title it "Antithesis"
How would you express antithesis as a poem?
Poem - Title it "Sardonic" or "Lugubrious" or "Didactic"
How would you express antithesis as a poem?
Read Chapter 11: "Proper Sleep" 166-174
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