Monday, February 19, 2007

Shalom Brittney

I wittnessed the report this morning that Brittney Spears has shorn her golden locks, and checked into rehab. Of course not one of the so called journalists mentioned the Star Of David draped across her back. But this is the kind of symbology that we at Groove Damage are in tune to. I recognize that it is the sacred symbol, and not the quaff that deserves the focus. The fact that "teen queen" Spears has gone Sinead, tells me that God is calling her back. Like the women of Zion stricken bald headed in Issiahs prophesy, she is craving the real connection to her creator, the one that is ours for the asking, but that vainity seperates us from. With tears I pray for Peace for Miss Spears. I lovingly urge this child to return to the religion of her youth. Return to the faith of your grandparents, Brittney. You have heard the truth. The camera eyes of the world are watching, but none can see your shattered heart. In your broken state, with your contrite spirit on your sleeve, you have never looked more beautiful. May you recognize that you have chosen the right thing, and that it is first step on your true journey. Do the work required at Crossroads, and your inner-Truth, will set you free.

To those with ears to hear, Shalu Shalom Brittney Spears. basar = without deficiency, whole and complete. One day at a time.

La Vie Boheme

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Not Removed From, But Transitioning Thru Material: The Matrix As Is In Infancy. My Mind Is My Own

The harrowing events of the past year have served to awaken me to the reality of my own creation. I have played a part in the manifestation of the current circumstance, and I recognize but do not resent them. The fact of my participation in the dream Matrix, frees me to write of it, it's technicians, and mechanisims. The new helmsmen are twice as viscious as their predecesors. However, I do not fear their abilities, nor the colective creative resources of their perverse imagination(s), as supperior to mine own. I am the daughter of the Ultimate Creative Spirit, and am able to think and create, as It is. Yesterday, today, and forever. My life is my intellectual property. I am free to write of them, and speak boldly to, and with those whom, too, have entered into this abominal covenant with the power of darkness. I fear no government, court, or Army, poised and ready to devour me and my beloved. The innocent blood shed durring this transition, by those powers that seek to destroy humanities free will, will be avenged, as it now cries from the ground for God's justice. I am to be their biographer, and will champion the sacrifice made by their bodies. You, will read of them here. I am the voice of one crying through a satellite transmitter. I am the artist. I am the subject of song, prayer, and petition to the Almighty. I am free to write and perform as I see fit, to alert the unknowing and unsuspecting, of the impending doom that awaits. I will, as a stewart of gifts from on High, use my talents in the "...[G]lory of God and refreshment of the human Spirit."

LA VIE BOHEME

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Manefestation Manefesto

"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but never break." - Ancient Chinese Belief


I found the above quote, and started thinking how this journey has been for me. How the big players in my life, were guided into into it and vice versa. How many forks I have stood at...

Though it has been extremely arduous to deal with this last, and biggest task, the one I now find myself near the end of... It has been the most growing. The best thing I could have chosen.

I chose well.

I met those who will be by my side for the rest of our time in Mortality...

I am looking forward to my walk.

La Vie Boheme

Saturday, February 10, 2007

I HATE THE PHRASE "COMING OF AGE"



I don't know who said it, but it really is true; "No statue will ever be erected in honor of a critic."

Why do these so called commentators, always use the same tired and cliche' verbage to describe films?

This time it has been used to describe the drama, DREAMLAND.


Dreamland is a trailer park underneath the power lines, in the New Mexico end of the Mojave Desert.

This is a poetic script written by Tom Willett, and the images on the screen are as beautiful as the dialog.

Dreamland deals with loss, disease, friendship, community, and true love. It is a gorgeously sad movie. Well acted, and worth renting.

The music is by Photek and the score is written by Anthony Marinelli. Both are perfect for this film.



I had jotted so much more in my note book for this post, but I think I've said enough...

Maybe the metaphors used in this film, have me thinking like a poet, and not a critic...

I leave you with this...

To please all people, is to loose your self

you can't let go of a person you do not know

power lines are fine for lighting city streets

but only yielding to yourself can you light your own dreams

desert heat has a way of masking past pain

but a boiling point will bring it to the sand again

love can not be real, lest you are the lover of your own self

become complete, then truly can you love someone else...

La Vie Boheme

Monday, February 05, 2007

Sisterz Of Mary











I just saw a report on a convent in Michigan, that has grown from 4 Nuns all over age 50, to 71 Sisters, most under 30... over a period of 9 years... All I can say is praise God!

This young sister whose blog I found while looking for images, has some extremely lucid thoughts on this phenomenon... please visit her site.

At a time when sex is overloading the minds of the young (and not so young), when "every thing is porno", it is thrilling to see so many women under 30 turning to become one with Christ. These ladies are sacrificing the worldly lifestyle required to function in americAn society, (1st THESSALONIANS 1: "9...how ye turned to God from idols to serve the living and true God;
10 And to wait for his Son from heaven, whom he raised from the dead, even Jesus, which delivered us from the wrath to come.") and making a choice to pursue righteousness.

It takes 8 years to become a full fledged Nun, but these women are in the right place, and right frame of mind for the coming tribulation... more testimony that the hour of the Woman has come.

Women who have returned to the God of this Universe, will be the warriors of this age, and rulers of this millennium. Women concerned with being guileful, and being equal with (therefore acting like) men, will be fodder for the fire...

Viva La Revolution

La Vie Boheme