After the Fall.. Sung by Klaus Nomi

Felt like posting these lyrics by Klaus Nomi, avant-garde German 'Space-Man' and 'Star-Man' who was here for a time to share Universal Truths and then went back to wherever he came from. To me, these words are very inspiring and eminently optimistic.

Well I told you about the total eclipse now
but still it caught you unaware
But I'm telling you hold on, hold on
Tomorrow we'll be there
And even though you went to church upon Sunday
you thought you didn't even have a prayer
But I'm telling you hold on, hold on
Tomorrow we'll be there

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After the fall we'll be born, born, born again
after it all blows away
after the fall, after the fall
after it all blows away

We'll take a million years of civilization
We're gonna give it the electric chair
But I'm telling you hold on, hold on
Tomorrow we'll be there

I see a hundred million lonely mutants
they are glowing in their dark despair
But I'm telling you hold on, hold on
Tomorrow we'll be there

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Well the freak shall inherit the earth now
No matter how well done or rare
But I'm telling you hold on, hold on
Tomorrow we'll be there
We'll build our radioactive castles
out in the radioactive air
And I'm telling you hold on, hold on
Tomorrow we'll be there

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The First Word Was Light...

The 18th century German/Czech philosopher/poet and religious mystic Rainer Maria Rilke wrote a series of Love Poems to God and one of them is here. This particular selection can be found in the Rilke's Book of Hours. I thought it was significant and should be posted here. At first, I am only going to post the poem and leave the meaning out, letting those who read it to interpret for themselves. Later, I may include my interpretation. Although I think when it comes to things like this, everyone should form their own opinion.

Your first word of all was light.
and time began. Then for long you were silent.

Your second word was man, and fear began,
which grips us still.

Are you about to speak again?
I don't want your third word.

Sometimes I pray: Please don't talk.
Let all your doing be by gesture only.
Go on writing in faces and stone
what your silence means.

Be our refuge from the wrath.
that drove us out of Paradise.

Be our shepherd, but never call us -
we can't bear to know what's ahead.