From the Second Age

Within the walls of the House of the Silver Door[1] lives an artist[2] and a dreamer[3].  Within the mind of the dreamer lives an ancient creative people, who fought against the forces of the legalists.  The legalists waged a bitter war to remove colors from the world and make all things either right or wrong and to end creativity for all time.  The words that follow come from the great chronicle of the second age that was recently discovered under the floorboards of the Grat Harbormaster’s office.

Frompt (from pt) n.  a large earthen vessel used for the storage and fermenting of grat.  [< a slang shorting of the phase, ‘from the pot.’ Originally used by artists but eventually adopted by the healing classes as well].  We will need a new frompt to make a grative unction.

grat  (gr at) n  1. a kind of seaweed noted for its medicinal qualities.  2. The ocean near where grat is cultivated.  [< a code word used in the second age for ‘seaweed of the greater harbor.’  ]  We need to harvest the grat soon to make new medicine.
grative ( gr a tive) adj characterized by healing and soothing properties [< derived from grat ] It is a  grative broth.
mororl  (mor orl) n   1. moon rover lander, a vehicle capable of landing and traveling on the moon’s surface. [< from the fourth age acronym]  The mororl will touchdown on Saturday at the moon base and we’ll ride it to the crater on Sunday for our picnic.

obstomptive (ob stomp tive) adj having the power of stubbornness. [< from obstinate and stomp – to stomp one’s foot while being obstinate] His obstromptive refusal to eat broccoli was quite a display.
sprechterless (spr ech ter less) adj  wonderful and  exciting. [< from the second battle of Grat Harbor when Prince Duran’s army forgot to bring their sprechters to the battle and allowing the rebelling artist forces to defeat the legalist army]  We have to come up with five new words – how sprechterless!
sprechter (spr ech ter less)  n  1. a large sausage shaped cannon used during the second battle of Grat harbor during the third age.  2. a lawyer – particularly one with a loud voice. [< unk.  Thought to be derived from sphincter]  The spechter fired on the harbor.  I hired a spechter to sue my neighbor.


[1] House of the Silver Door – My house which has a carved wooden door that is painted silver.  J

[2] My wife.

[3] Me.

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Haul Away Boys

Warning – I feel like singing this morning.

This morning the sun is shining and it looks like a breeze is lifting from the south-west.  Time to hoist your sails.  Hoist the topsail, man the capstan – can’t you men pull?  Can’t you men sing?  Shanty man strike a song.  Pull with a will boys and we’ll be outward bound.

There is nothing like singing a good sea shanty to start the day.  It be me favorite kind o music – true music of the yer workin’ Jack Tar.  There be nothing like a crew pullin’ at the ropes and singin’ with gusto.

I hear the call of the sea.  Of journeys to far a way lands.  Of treasures.  Of adventure.  And from deep in my belly a song burst through my lips and shatters the quite of dawn.

Yes – my favorite music is sea shanties from the golden age of sail.  Sadly I would have been a sea-sick sailor but you can’t beat the music of the ship.

I’ll be posting more about my love of the working songs of the sailor but here are a couple of links if you want – need to know more now.

This is an okay summary – I’ll do a better description later.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea_shanty

This site has some good stuff:

http://www.thepirateking.com/music/info_shanty.htm

And here are the lyric to one of my favorite pumping songs – great bass notes to hit on this one:

http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk/sea-shanty/Shallow_Brown.htm

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The Story Didn’t Die

Here I am on Easter Sunday.  It’s been a full week and I’ve put aside much of what I’d normally do to study and write in this blog.  Tomorrow I return to my normal busy schedule and put aside the books for awhile.  I won’t be posting everyday but I will be posting at least once a week and my topics will become more varied.  I am thinking that my next post will be on sea shanties.  Or maybe on the spiritual joys of power tools.

But is it still Easter and something amazing happened this day over 2,000 years ago – a story, a mission, a way of thinking, and a man refused to be dead.  Roman legions could not kill the movement Jesus started.  In fact by hanging him on a cross the Jewish leaders and the Roman soldiers likely forced the teachings of Jesus into a place in the history books.  Had Jesus died of old age as a beloved Rabbi, it is likely that history would have forgotten his teachings and we’d know little of his doctrine of justice, peace, non-violence, of forgiveness and love.

Part of my mind – the part that has been trained in science and engineering, rails against the fact that a man could be killed and come back to life three days later.  It is impossible.  Perhaps Jesus wasn’t really dead when he was placed in the tomb – maybe they got it wrong and on the Sabbath he slipped away.  Perhaps it is just a myth.  Perhaps it is true.  I can’t know for sure.

Part of my mind – the part that wonders if I am asking the right question, wonders, “Does it matter?”  Does it matter if the physical body of Jesus came back to life?  It is his teachings that are the important part – the legacy of love, compassion and fair treatment for all – that is the important thing.  All of these ideas threatened the religious leaders in the temple and they tried to kill the ideas by killing Jesus.

But that didn’t work.  Whether or not Jesus died and left the tomb isn’t nearly as important as the fact that his teachings we’re killed – his message survived.  By the sacrifice of Jesus – his laying down his life – we now have an example to follow that can still change the world.

Jesus’s stories speak to me and inform my life in so many ways.  These stories tell me how to treat my brothers and sisters, how to care for the afflicted, how to forgive and how to love.  It makes my lifer fuller to know that I have a purpose in life other than going to work and just earning money to eat.  I have a purpose more than just staying alive one more day.

Through Jesus’s example I know that I have a job here in this world to build here the world that God wants this earth to be – a paradise where all are loved, cared for and justice and equality are the order of the day.

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No Report Filed

If you’re counting, today is Saturday.  What do we do on Saturdays?

Some are recovering from last night’s hangover and are planning tomorrow’s hangover.  Some will be doing chores.  Some spending time with families. Some just chillin’ on the beach or hanging ten on a surfboard.

In Jewish communities today is the Sabbath – a day for rest and devotion.  In Jesus’s community the practice of the Sabbath was wide spread.  It was so engrained in the culture that even the trauma surrounding crucifixion of Jesus took a day off.

Yup, the writer of the Gospel of Mark skips reporting anything about Saturday.  In the text we jump from Friday afternoon when Jesus was laid in the tomb to Sunday morning when the tomb was found empty.  Mark gives us no clue what happened today.  I assume that Sabbath stuff happened.  I suppose that one could infer that observing the Sabbath was more important than the fact that the one who came to save the world just got killed in a most horrific way.  Interesting.

I also find it interesting that even though Mark reports nothing, Borg and Crossan still find a way to fill a whole chapter (22 pages of stuff) about nothing.  Only true academics could manage that feat – something well beyond even my most verbose trivia reporting abilities.

I am sure that the question of whether or not Jesus descended into hell on Saturday is important to some people but I found that it helped to put me to sleep last night. Guess there must be some value in that.

So what I am I going to report about holy week today?

Nothing.

I am going follow Mark’s example and leave you guessing about what is going on today.  Plus I am going to follow Borg and Crossan’s example and take a long time to say it.

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