tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89513629530918902552024-03-07T22:28:49.549-08:00dont feed the philosophersJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-55321285335448183622011-02-08T16:18:00.001-08:002011-02-08T16:18:14.090-08:00Polar and Paradoxical...Freewrite Hallelujahscomposed while listening to "Hallelujah" by K.D. Lang<br />
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JStOPpNI4Tk<br />
<br />
I like the way <br />
the taste of your breath changes when we kiss<br />
like licking storm clouds <br />
then the thunder<br />
water flow<br />
rain on earth <br />
hallelujah of broken silence<br />
messiah formed feminine<br />
delivery of divine sentences<br />
silence in scent<br />
alphabetically<br />
c before d<br />
curiousity comes before desire<br />
then the emptiness shall ensue<br />
sue me for enjoying creation<br />
and proclaiming glory in things non religious<br />
somewhere there is a star named Darkness <br />
that still shines<br />
stars hum Hallelujah, I hear<br />
Thats the rumor spread in the Gospel<br />
polared and paradoxical<br />
the cause and the effect is Hallelujah<br />
the beginning and the end is the same<br />
Glory be to the Creator of this moment outside scripture<br />
within bounds of the boundless<br />
maybe I praise I own will <br />
some may say something of this sort<br />
***i say they hoes that lack knowledge of my Holy***<br />
when all is sorted they will not be found lumped in my sum<br />
sum of parts but part of the whole<br />
cant add me if you never learned my equation<br />
i ain't revealed that yet<br />
they guessing <br />
like the living do heaven and hell<br />
i smell future in your center<br />
how many licks does it take to get to<br />
the world may never like children asking questions<br />
even owls have no patience to answer sometimes<br />
in short I say Hallelujah in lue of answers<br />
Hallelujah for the blues that come as they do<br />
Hallelujah for the passion that leads us to flame<br />
and the fact it grows cold enough to build fires<br />
burn till we run out of kindle<br />
hopefully we hold heat till the dawn<br />
when the sun comes we might see<br />
beyond the smoke of the night offering<br />
the King one the other side of the pit<br />
proclaiming a Hallelujah that we found a way<br />
to last the night together.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-67754125795098688962011-01-31T14:27:00.001-08:002011-01-31T14:27:26.678-08:00Time wont tell. Observed. Digested. Freewrite.inspired by http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLbMiwBuZ-c<br />
<br />
metal has a feel <br />
blue more than a color<br />
sons are more than seeds<br />
our needs are just desires we pawned to acquire<br />
the answer to his question <br />
suffering is universal my friend<br />
they raped him till he put their answer in his mouth<br />
disgusted as I watched them<br />
shove scripture down his throat<br />
unbalanced as a slavemaster proclaiming his mercy unto slaves<br />
chains bind the same even when you dont see<br />
the free carry shackles in opinions<br />
<br />
picked his jaw off the floor <br />
wiped the spit <br />
spit the rest<br />
stood straight <br />
resist and they will flee <br />
and come back with seven stronger than themselves<br />
confused as to why so vicious<br />
void of an answer<br />
or rebuttal to the beat-down<br />
the atheist in a room full of christians proclaiming to be atheist<br />
he wasn't brave he was honest<br />
he didn't have an answer so he questioned<br />
the response lessened my belief that we are more mercy<br />
than our fathers or our conquerors<br />
<br />
our needs are just desires that we pawned to aquire<br />
time wont tell our true stories<br />
history will be revised and dark ages will return<br />
the Vatican will reboot. <br />
Jerusalem will rebuild.<br />
Jesus will return again<br />
we'll beat our weapons into plows<br />
plows will micro into chips<br />
chips will enter into net<br />
squeeze til we pixel<br />
return to shards in the mosaic of life<br />
blaming one another for the shatterJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-5285123536480120542011-01-13T20:22:00.000-08:002011-01-13T20:22:04.692-08:00stream of conscious write.used to expel every shadow in the day<br />
then I embraced the ether<br />
lost my religion in a secret<br />
escaped from NIMH<br />
still stumbled on mice in cages<br />
my surprise<br />
and to my chagrin<br />
moral victories remain largely winless<br />
masters of degrees and not much more<br />
less than they went in <br />
in terms of dollar signs<br />
but signs dont matter<br />
unless they're green of course<br />
one too many courses and not enough paths <br />
education was a manifest destiny<br />
til the bottleneck came<br />
calculated says my personal conspiracy<br />
people dont listen to theories anymore<br />
just FOX news and the like<br />
its likely we are bound merely perceiving freedom<br />
in shackles<br />
debt equates slavery<br />
how many institutions do you owe<br />
this is what revolutions are fought for<br />
i know your history, America<br />
the way you got free you deny <br />
gorilla warfare<br />
roadside attacks<br />
you were israelis struggling against Rome<br />
were Palestinians occupied by Israelis<br />
and then you became the oppressor<br />
often a cycle remains so<br />
you never changed heart just manipulated<br />
sold tickets to a show you never really understood<br />
Freedom without Justice never stood<br />
will never stand<br />
you kill just men who dissent peacefully<br />
black socialists and white presidents <br />
are as mulch on fields next to momuments<br />
in drought blood keeps you greener than the other side<br />
fit for holidays never meant to really be holy<br />
just as reminders as to what will happen<br />
when you go after the seven heads of the beast<br />
babylon will slay you and put your head up in books<br />
cause stakes arent effective anymore<br />
stakes is still high<br />
warning the elementary subconsciously<br />
of dissent<br />
we ressent Justice here<br />
we'll invade you for Pepsi-Cola or Haliburton<br />
Capital is a white house of green backs<br />
stacked against the populous <br />
there is money made mostly from the hungry<br />
seeking after what we see<br />
the hungry will eat anything<br />
a statue called liberty has on a tablet<br />
"Give me your hungry"<br />
They feed us shit<br />
give us chiterlings by the bucket full<br />
hog maw and pigs feet<br />
take this and eat and give thanks<br />
scraps from master's table<br />
pray for your piece of the pie<br />
but dessert is for those we say who deserve<br />
the rest of us serve thirsty<br />
pray for your piece <br />
but god will not hear you<br />
we give false names when we conquer<br />
we lay claim to the altered<br />
holding on to promises<br />
while reservations are madeJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-82142812965077931022011-01-13T08:42:00.001-08:002011-01-13T08:42:09.772-08:00Sheared son of Samson/Palestinian Moonrisewritten to "Unthinkable" by Alicia Keys<br />
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImuR613747Y<br />
<br />
<br />
If they made you feel worthless<br />
if even for a moment only<br />
Let me make you feel worshiped<br />
You were worth shipping <br />
to get you here<br />
hear me now<br />
in native tongues<br />
I am a sheared son of Samson<br />
you are a Palestinian Moonrise in my eyes<br />
let the ceiling fall<br />
legs for pillars<br />
lend me your jawbone<br />
along with your bottom lip<br />
our clinched hands, our weapon<br />
secrets outlined in black chalk<br />
next to battle plans<br />
we peaceful<br />
there is Justice in our silence<br />
we walk unwalled streets<br />
unarmoured<br />
enamored<br />
in fact.<br />
You demand non-fiction<br />
I write new reality<br />
more than pleasure is the plan<br />
less than pleasing unacceptable<br />
you fill our table with spices East<br />
or at least make me smell beautiful<br />
I see you in the scent you leave me with<br />
I like when you stroke my beard<br />
no one does, actually<br />
I've been waiting for one like you<br />
naturally<br />
super-filled <br />
supernatural<br />
sub-script scripture<br />
miraculous outside the books <br />
we study<br />
the culture of one another<br />
forge iron out of the would be<br />
then gold from our iron<br />
Alchemy<br />
i like that you know what I mean mostly<br />
faith<br />
never in question<br />
we both know and believe<br />
you've seen every tattoo up my sleeves<br />
allow me cure the disease a man has been to you<br />
you remind me of what's out there<br />
i want what's inside you.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-65676054757190632972011-01-11T10:32:00.000-08:002011-01-11T10:32:09.120-08:00allusionI could tell you that your eyes are the future that I cried to see at my birth...<br />
BUT, you might *not* be ready<br />
probably wont believe me<br />
after all, I'm a poet<br />
I have a way with words.<br />
an alchemy with phonemes <br />
pupils are full of sincerity and silence<br />
I often stammer in person<br />
my mind overflows and i have a slight delay mid sentence<br />
I tense<br />
I freeze<br />
my palms do get balmy<br />
you think<br />
I have my way with words <br />
the birds dont have their way with the air<br />
nor the fish with the sea<br />
currently<br />
I'm speaking in currents<br />
contrary to popular belief<br />
I don't catch the flow so often<br />
my words come from where they came<br />
We ask for the truth of their origin<br />
like we wonder where God comes from<br />
the question in yourself<br />
keeps you from believing <br />
keeps you from seeing the better beautiful before you<br />
If I affirm, "Believe only half of what you hear"<br />
then let my name be the lie<br />
my words are my truth<br />
if they be illusion they be for my personal allusions<br />
I'm delusional like the best prophets were<br />
do you blame the brush or the artist<br />
for the pink water in the painting<br />
if perception is reality <br />
maybe he sees your blue as pink<br />
if perception is reality <br />
we all live in a myriad of illusion<br />
but maybe the most sane of us all <br />
speak in allusions<br />
<br />
your eyes are the future<br />
i cried to see at my birth.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-85803628607036330572011-01-04T17:38:00.000-08:002011-01-04T17:38:46.547-08:00day 2. Every weekday Create."Tell me where you're from"<br />
Came from the Sol<br />
burnt bronze and serious<br />
this was not a metaphor of spirit<br />
flesh of flames<br />
they moved like wings but weren't <br />
hot air rises <br />
so it levitated from the lungs<br />
they called It an "Angel"<br />
It called them man<br />
that was its only word<br />
went back from where it came<br />
that day was hotter than before<br />
or maybe the memory burned them so<br />
they wanted to go where the fire doesn't burn<br />
where the world is a slow turn<br />
and the turns never bendJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-18530763417066464832011-01-03T22:52:00.001-08:002011-01-03T22:52:50.905-08:00Rock Climb in HijabI have decided to take on the arduous task of Creating SOMETHING <br />
Every single weekday of this year. I've decided to post here since I'll<br />
Be posting very often and this is a lot less intrusive that a facebook note. <br />
I'll be posting Poems/Essays/Paintings/articles/ any medium of art. I am <br />
An amatuer in many things so we shall all see how all develops. <br />
This is my very first installment. <br />
Poem: Rock Climb in Hijab. <br />
<br />
<br />
Stooped down and presented<br />
Palms up<br />
Drank water from her cup<br />
The cup was her hand<br />
I'm not her man<br />
But I drank<br />
<br />
She's fresh like the rain<br />
Her reign will be fresh<br />
Queen of my heart<br />
Covering her majesty<br />
She rock climbs in hijab<br />
Runs miles in the rain<br />
<br />
Outlined with eyeliner black<br />
Closer to Isis<br />
Like Osirus<br />
I want her to all see<br />
Odd rocks in our path<br />
Places we can CROSS water<br />
Both drank from the CRESCENT of your hand<br />
Squeeze light from the Crescent of my eyes<br />
<br />
We blink then open and see<br />
We eclipse again<br />
My reflection blocks your pupils<br />
Back to me<br />
Its your shadow in the center of my eye<br />
<br />
Deep space and orbit<br />
Breadcrumbs<br />
Bits and pieces<br />
Dark Matter Distance<br />
God in every other sentence<br />
And in silence by the inch<br />
<br />
Sweet scent<br />
I caught you<br />
My tulip in a dry river bed<br />
Puma by the waterfall<br />
Wet where the ice melt<br />
New Balance Princess<br />
Rock climb in hijabJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-132911914275275592010-09-21T20:48:00.001-07:002010-09-21T20:48:54.031-07:00Double NegativeI searched for your heart<br />
like W.M.D.s in Iraq. I mean<br />
I had to give<br />
those who supported me<br />
reason to be there. <br />
<br />
I listened to the allies I had<br />
forged in my own head. They<br />
convinced me of the fact. There<br />
was something in you?<br />
Worth fighting for.<br />
Packed on a precipice.<br />
<br />
Perhaps I listened to the crowd<br />
too much; Reality, there was no crowd. <br />
The allies always say what I imagine<br />
projected on the screen I call eyes<br />
The Weapon of Mass Destruction<br />
is synonymous with the love<br />
that I so desperately wanted to find<br />
in the echoes of you. <br />
To give my members<br />
my limbs...a reason<br />
to be outstretched <br />
like they are. <br />
<br />
A rally...a search for ghosts. <br />
But I am no Ghost buster<br />
at the end of the day. There<br />
was no Indian in the Cupboard. Just<br />
a cowboy and a manifest destiny<br />
for self destruction or maybe<br />
Just destruction. <br />
<br />
I looked in you for something<br />
You told me upfront you didn't have. <br />
I wore out my welcome after<br />
banishing your demon. <br />
Hung your dictator. <br />
Ripped a new one in you. Manipulated<br />
when you wouldn't love; my gloves<br />
are bloody black. My intentions<br />
are blurred. Remove my coverings<br />
I'll blame it on intelligence<br />
I received falsely. <br />
<br />
Maybe I should have carried the "one"<br />
or dotted that lone "i"<br />
or crossed my "t"<br />
I've been crossing you too long. <br />
For so long I've desired<br />
the gold beneath your desert. <br />
Created my own mirage and called it<br />
by your name. <br />
I didn't plan correctly. Your sands<br />
jammed my machinery. <br />
<br />
I came. <br />
<br />
gave myself no timetable <br />
to get out if I couldn't subdue<br />
Your resistance too numerous or perhaps<br />
didn't commit as much as I told<br />
My members...my limbs, outstretched <br />
for too long the danger of being<br />
an emotional amputee grows <br />
with each battle<br />
<br />
I mean<br />
I ought not be here. <br />
Came to you with visions; now <br />
my dreams are bloody black. I imagine<br />
Coming home and finally<br />
laying into a hug from my mother<br />
with no way to hold her back. <br />
My arms, my limbs; I mean, my members<br />
were lost next to the mirage<br />
in the moments of the ambush<br />
at the beginning of the day<br />
<br />
You told me you couldn't commit to me.<br />
Over zealous as I often am. I compensated<br />
Over committing to you. <br />
<br />
I will make you love me<br />
or at least write it like I believe it. <br />
Rehearse my words until I can<br />
convince others when I say it. <br />
<br />
Tainted love. I am<br />
prostrate. Facing East<br />
Lapping up spilled oil<br />
from the depths of the gulf of me <br />
<br />
Cause here<br />
Remorse tastes like I knew better. <br />
You knew better. We all knew better. <br />
We always seem to know better. <br />
We never seem to do better. <br />
<br />
We promise to do better<br />
with our first love, second wife<br />
But forget when our Smart bombs fail<br />
And the strife replays<br />
In Afghanistan.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-70471872330988379452010-04-15T18:21:00.000-07:002010-04-15T18:21:30.099-07:00Who are the Son of God?WARNING: If your faith is not your own<br />
do NOT read this blog.<br />
<br />
If we are all Sons/Children of God then what should <br />
"Father, Son, Holy Spirit" really mean to us?<br />
<br />
Allow me to bypass the Sunday School lesson and assume that we all at least have heard that Jesus/Yeshua who is called the Christ, is the Son of God. But what does this mean? <br />
<br />
Growing up in church I've heard and read many ways to explain the concept called, "The Trinity". The best I've read came from C.S. Lewis in "Mere Christianity" and the explaination I've personally used most is Water. Water frozen is Solid, that same Water is fluid and again, that same Water can be vapor. All at once and seperately. Father, Son, Holy Spirit; Easy! But not so easy and not so fast.<br />
<br />
When I read the Bible I come across a few tough spots for this concept. The Shema: "Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is One." (Deut. 6:4-5) And Jesus, Himself never claim ownership of the Kingdom of God. He always said, "My Father's kingdom" and "the kingdom of God is like..."<br />
<br />
So then, what could "Son of God" mean?<br />
It seems to me more as a title of honor and a figure of speech. (I recall seeing Saadam Hussein of televison during the first Gulf War, declaring it was going to be "The Mother of All Wars")<br />
Did this mean that All War would be birthed from this fight? Absolutely not! It hints at it being the "Essence of" war/conflict and it being unlike any before and grand in scale. <br />
Jesus had two disciples, James and John, whom He called, "Sons of Thunder", does this mean that "Thunder" was thier Father? Absolutely not! It meant, like Thunder, they were loud and you knew when they were around. They were like the "Essence of" Thunder. If you understand this, then you should also know and understand that when Jesus is called, the "Son of God" that it means He is one like God. One in the essence of Peace, a will for Justice and in Power of miracles. <br />
<br />
**Just as if you called someone, "Son of a Bitch", are you really calling his mother a "Bitch"? (Technically, yes) but mostly not. You're saying that the person is so much of a Bitch that they must have it in their blood.<br />
*****I apologize for using the profane to support the profound but if your mind is more inclined to the former, that was for you.<br />
<br />
In my understanding, Jesus wanted us to "follow Him". To become like Him, to learn from Him, to be Peace, seek Justice, and Love like Him...to be Sons of God. <br />
"But love your enemies, do good and lend, hoping for nothing in return; and your reward will be great, and you will be Sons of the Highest. For He is kind to the unthankful and evil. Therefore be merciful, just as your Father is merciful." (Luke 6:35-36)<br />
As Jesus (knowing He would soon be crucified) was praying in the Garden of Gethsemane, He says, (concerning those that follow and will follow Him) "...that they may be one, as You, Father, are in Me and I in You; that they also may be in US, that the world may believe you sent Me."<br />
<br />
There is a key point in this sentence that is telling of our role and Jesus' role and I abelieve if you are boid of tradition you should already see it. For us that have had tradition and doctrine instilled in us, allow me to step outside of that and just focus on what Jesus said. <br />
<br />
He requests that we be ONE as He and God are One.<br />
How can you and I be one? We can't.<br />
Unless we are one in purpose, towards a goal, in spirit and in mind, we cannot be one. We can be one in essence. This is telling about what Jesus thought of us and His relationship with the Father. He is one with God but not God Himself.<br />
"The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, and if children, then heirs- heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ..." (Romans 8:10-17)<br />
<br />
In the Book of Hebrews in the New Testament, Jesus is called the "firstborn of creation." Meaning He isn't (talking about the spirit, not the man) Self-Sufficient or Self-Created but is a creation of God the Father/Creator.Also in the Book of Hebrews we find this, "For both He who sanctifies and those who are being sanctified are all of one, for which reason He is not ashamed to call them brethren, saying 'I will declare Your name to my brethren..'"<br />
Brethren (defined)<br />
1. fellow members<br />
2.Brother<br />
<br />
Jesus Christ. <br />
One with the Father but not the Father. <br />
My Brother and my Lord.<br />
and We are<br />
THE SON OF GODJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-65844875775722164452010-03-16T01:15:00.001-07:002010-03-22T12:20:43.631-07:00#Alchemy101: The Power is in Translation<object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10354019&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10354019&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/10354019">Judah 1 at Santiago H.S. March, 2010</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user2590956">David Oliver</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Santiago High School in Corona, Ca.<br />
I had a hoot.<br />
A Whole Heap o funJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-36925791752804724392010-02-18T18:18:00.000-08:002010-02-18T18:18:53.924-08:00Either Ether -SestinaWe were as base metals seeking gold.<br />
Our forge was fueled with oxygen.<br />
Our minds filled with Ether.<br />
The Light left our life through the Black-hole;<br />
who knew what would be left was all flesh, no soul?<br />
We set out to learn Alchemy.<br />
<br />
Changed our religion to Alchemy<br />
and traveled unbeaten paths til' we stumbled on gold.<br />
Reached into the abyss and recaptured our soul<br />
then the inhale played chess with exhale via oxygen.<br />
There was a White-Dwarf inverted in the Black-hole<br />
they both were balanced on the Ether.<br />
<br />
All Elements relied on the one named, Ether.<br />
They worked together seeking oneness and Alchemy.<br />
The Unknown, Unseen gave them to black-hole.<br />
Unbeknownst to them, on the other side gold.<br />
Stripped of their oxygen<br />
decomposed composer, flesh left, now soul.<br />
<br />
Elements sought bodies to control; feared being lost soul.<br />
It remained unknown the best ways to trust the Ether.<br />
They sought sufficiency in oxygen, again.<br />
Conclusion, "Process too difficult, this 'Alchemy'.<br />
We will wait the eons for our gold."<br />
The Unknown knew their wisdom remained black-hole.<br />
<br />
The Unseen gathered the un-saw and filled black-hole.<br />
A big bang resulted and shook all soul.<br />
What we call energy used to be gold.<br />
Burned back much ether,<br />
Unseen saw need for a better Alchemy.<br />
Sent seeds of Light to the realm of the Oxygen.<br />
<br />
The seeds grew into Prophets in Oxygen;<br />
their Poet twins proceeded directly from Black-hole.<br />
They were both sent to protect and teach Alchemy<br />
to assist in the perfection of soul<br />
to usher us into Ether,<br />
then all will be Gold.<br />
<br />
We sought Alchemy before we ever had oxygen<br />
and were drawn to Gold but feared the black-hole.<br />
One day we will know our soul is also the Ether.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-30100678041793160162009-12-21T11:33:00.000-08:002009-12-21T11:33:02.456-08:00Religion: The Art of Sampling, Remixing and RemasteringIf I know something is a remix or a sample doesn't make it less valid, less pertinent to my experience in my contemporary time. Nor does it make the original less valid. I may just appreciate all that was added to the remix. Like improving upon family recipe.<br />
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If you were to ask a Rabbi where the stories of the Hebrew Bible came from they may tell you that the Teachers of old took the best stories and they changed the names and some details. (Greek mythology copied Egyptian mythology. Just changed the names and details.) And some of the stories which are distinctly Hebrew are exaggerated accounts of what really occurred. To support that sentence, chew on this: a lot of the Hebrew Bible is a military history and the Hebrews did like most people do. When they won a battle or a war they attributed the victory to the Will of God. This may be true but dangerous as people tend to think and Pastors tend to Preach that God always leads us to victory and never to a crushing defeat. <br />
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Most of the Hebrew Bible wasn't written and compiled until about 1000 B.C. meaning there was at least 1500 years of oral tradition. As we know a story can change slightly or dramatically with each story teller. In the end it is the story or allegory or poem that teaches and leads us to righteous, which is another word for Justice.<br />
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The Hebrews were in Egypt 430 years, and they were in Babylon and Persia for a couple generations. If you believe they were the same people coming out as they went in...then I have a diamond mine in my sock drawer that I wanna see you. But you got to buy it first.<br />
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The concept of the Satan as we know him doesn't exist in the Hebrew Bible. In the Hebrew Bible he is more like a District Attorney appointed by God for us. An Angel who has to ask God's permission (get a warrant) before any action is taken against us. It was not until the Hebrews encountered Zoroastrianism and Ahura Mazda and Ahriman when the Satan became the embodiment of evil. Before that evil was the result of our internal action and not an external being. Evil is the result of man and the D.A. highlighted our actions before the Judge. You only need to read the description of Angels and Heavenly beings and see the statues Gods and Heavenly beings of Babylon and Persia to connect the dots.<br />
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Now I warn people to be cautious to what they label "of unbelievers" or "pagan" or "heathen" because of what we know of God from the Hebrews. The Hebrews went in every region that was more advanced than them and they learned (sent into exile and captivity by the design of God) they evolved because of the people that they were with. <br />
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They took the stories and collected them all together and gave us a more clear view (not perfect view) of who God is. GOD (the Light) comes to us through a sort of prism. Different people see the same light at a different frequency. The Hebrews, over time focused the Light on our side of the prism. They took the spiritually Obtuse and Acute angles, mingled them and gave us a Right Angle.<br />
(If you study religion,like I do, WITHOUT A BIAS, you will see the same stories/Allusions/Allegory hinting at the common source with variation. Some stories are wild/outlandish and so are some things in the Bible. But faith is exercised. Some people believe literally, while others simply say its figurative, appreciate the lesson and keep it pushing.)<br />
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<i>To put it short and simply:<br />
My Grandfather may have seen Ford's first Model-T but he has never seen a Mercedes S-500.</i><br />
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-Now in writing this some are definitely gonna question my personal Christianity and faith. That's okay-<br />
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<b>When in doubt, this is how I pray:<br />
"Lord, I believe. Forgive my unbelief."</b>Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-55213994179175330032009-12-16T17:28:00.000-08:002009-12-16T17:28:15.942-08:00Forgive my silenceForgive my silence but I am working on something that is proving to take some time and courage to write. But it will challenge the paradigm of many or confirm your own inner-most thoughts on the subject. <br />
Until then...I'll leave you with this one thought.<br />
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Forgiveness is the sweetest Taboo.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-29182491144467355212009-11-17T09:50:00.001-08:002009-11-17T09:50:06.161-08:00Kaleidoscope SymmetryWhen the day is done<br />
I will become what you wish you needed<br />
You will see me<br />
Peripheral<br />
Hear me in an echo<br />
We are a mixture of Myrrh and Mercury<br />
Ours is Kaleidoscope Symmetry<br />
Freak and match every angle<br />
as you please<br />
as it pleases you<br />
I pleases you<br />
Plural meaning multiple<br />
You the "Amen" my Hallelujah do await for<br />
strike with momentum<br />
cause flame where there was not<br />
We are hope in the eye of the Saoshyant<br />
Struggle not<br />
for Kaleidoscope Symmetry<br />
Rest easy<br />
the Mahdi fight for me<br />
Memories East<br />
Peace with a West step<br />
Alchemy to Ether<br />
what used to be Oxygen<br />
Perfect in first form<br />
no less, finally.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-13769192918077910602009-11-10T17:48:00.000-08:002009-11-10T17:48:08.591-08:001 of my all time favorites.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3DwefWObL0&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3DwefWObL0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />
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One of my all time favorite songs. Ten years and still in heavy rotation. <br />
Hip Hop. Don't Feed the Philosophers. You don't know our diet. Man shall not live off of bread alone.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-77497164619898893072009-11-02T07:52:00.000-08:002009-11-06T00:09:48.697-08:00Alchemy and Ether InterviewCandid interview with me, David "Judah 1" Oliver about my Book, "Instructions for Alchemy. Ingredients of Ether." <br />
Interview turned out to be a lot more than just about the book. You get to know a lot more about the Author. Check it out<br />
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<object width="400" height="300"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7460196&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7460196&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/7460196">Alchemy and Ether Interview</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user2590956">David Oliver</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>you can get your copy of "Instructions for Alchemy. Ingredients of Ether." <br />
Now at<br />
lulu.com <br />
"Instructions for Alchemy. Ingredients of Ether."<br />
by<br />
David "Judah 1" OliverJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-67272092830583346052009-10-19T22:32:00.000-07:002009-10-19T22:32:26.231-07:00Good people are sharing Good thingsInstructions for Alchemy. Ingredients of Ether by Judah 1 takes the reader on a fascinating journey through one man's search for truth and meaning. It blends theology, philosophy, aesthetics, politics, love, humor and a fair share of autobiography in a compelling tour-de-force.<br />
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The writings are of varied length, style, and message. The common theme is a profound honesty that is at once convicting and inspiring. One cannot read the text without being alternately driven to rage over the injustices in our world, saddled with guilt over our role in this reality and then inspired to be an agent of change. This prophetic cycle of justice is contrasted by dabblings in the more profane matters of love, lust and other vicissitudes of human relationships. In addition to bringing a nice respite from heavier matters, these writings give us a window into the real soul of the author. He is an intellectual, a visionary, a poet, an agent of change and above all a human being. His attention to the ordinary is as remarkable as his deepest of philosophical musings about the nature of G-d. In short, Instructions for Alchemy. Ingredients of Ether is a book for those who love good writing, good ideas and care enough to do something with both of them. Judah 1 says in verse what all great prophets and revolutionaries have said. He does it with a new style, relevance and charisma. It is my hope that this time the world listens.<br />
<br />
Ryan Falcioni<br />
Associate Professor<br />
Department of Philosophy<br />
Chaffey College<br />
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Professors and Hip Hop Artists both have their view...Check out this review of my book that someone felt enough about to write a blog about<br />
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http://curtissking.blogspot.com/2009/10/instructions-for-alchemy-ingredients-of.htmlJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-68019505937970276572009-10-16T13:15:00.000-07:002009-10-16T13:15:07.893-07:00MY BOOK IS HEREGet yours today. Please.<br />
you will not disappointed!<br />
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the Link is on the side of the blog. <br />
I gotta run<br />
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Instructions for Alchemy. Ingredients of Ether.<br />
David "Judah 1" OliverJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-50928248822849791642009-10-14T07:35:00.000-07:002009-10-14T07:35:42.064-07:00RetirementThere are certain thoughts like people<br />
that should go into Retirement.<br />
But there is something to be said <br />
about the society<br />
that makes them both<br />
keep working.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-90389940433772751552009-10-12T11:00:00.000-07:002009-10-12T11:00:07.620-07:00On Gay Rights.It doesn't really matter what I believe on the subject most times. What I do want to discuss is this: <br />
The Bias of Biblical People<br />
(People who ruffly believe the same things as I do; although obviously not the same way)<br />
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I don't agree with somethings. Actually, lots of things. But as Believers, we are told in our Scripture, "...to obey the law of the land.." as long as it is Just. The Law of the land is the treat everyone EQUAL and not to have rights for one group of poeple and deny that same right or privelage to another group based on a worldview, religion, race, creed or even sexual preference. <br />
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Equality. Now.<br />
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I'm no advocate for gay rights. (I'm pushing my personal thoughts and bias aside.)<br />
I am, however, an advocate of IF you say you're about something to actually be about it. Or change what you say. <br />
America is a land of Equality. Be that.<br />
Christians are people of the book. That book says to "obey the law of the land". Do that.<br />
Or change your belief system.<br />
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I do believe we have already changed our belief system and have called it "Christianity". Because I certainly see more hate and opposition than Faith and Love.<br />
And That is the Gospel.<br />
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(Yes, I just said I believe Western Christianity to be a bad forgery of the Gospel)Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-25407337191795699692009-09-27T07:16:00.000-07:002009-09-27T08:13:32.130-07:00"Her Name" my favorite poem from Nationals & some other things<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQMS-SlZivM&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQMS-SlZivM&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>This is my favorite poem from this year's National Poetry Slam in West Palm Beach, Florida.<br />Oh, and in case you wanted to know how my team did.<br />We placed in the Top 20 teams in the Nation!<br />Empire MindState Slam Team (I.E. Slam Team)<br />Also, our Youth Team got 17th Place at this year's Brave New Voices in Chicago.<br />if you live in my region and may wanna go to next year's National Poetry Slam and wanna compete, <br />you can find our Slam schedule @ www.lionlikemindstate.com<br /><br />here are some pictures of my damn Handsome team!<br /><br />we had practice on the beach<br /><br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00150-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00150-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00149-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00149-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00147-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00147-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br />then we (they) but we took the stage and did what we weren't supposed to...<br />WE FUKKED SHYT UP!<br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00138-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00138-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9QS-KyukcI&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9QS-KyukcI&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XpoadXDLwEw&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XpoadXDLwEw&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/APEjyaJOmLg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/APEjyaJOmLg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/66ppN6n2-dg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/66ppN6n2-dg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />And our Lady, Treesje was killing it...unfortunately...not footage was caught of the Hurricane Powers<br /><br />and then Rudy Francisco happened. (He had been happening for years..but then he happened) San Diego Slam Team and the Pride of not only the I.E. but all of Southern Cali. Look him up<br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00182-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00182-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br />This is what a Poet's Title looks like...actually, this is the Trophy<br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00181-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00181-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=IMG00141-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/IMG00141-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=ProveIE2-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/ProveIE2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br />But my Trophy was these. This Team of ROOKIES (1st Time at Nationals) and the 1st Team EVER raised up out of the Inland Empire. "Prove I.E." Indeed we proved the I.E. and made it all the way to Semi-Finals. <br />It was wild, stressful, expensive and beautiful.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/?action=view¤t=ProveIE3-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f342/judahone/ProveIE3-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-65037793925584349222009-09-25T18:17:00.000-07:002009-09-25T18:26:57.928-07:00One day- shortOne day my sons will <br />have names that rest foreign on your tongue.<br />You'll look up meanings that dont make sense <br />in this systematic way <br />the West was won.<br />they will smile and quote poetry.<br />will smile and add all that has been subtracted<br />multiply what is divided and come out with a whole speechJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-65315706962116471862009-09-19T10:56:00.000-07:002009-09-19T11:08:26.704-07:00What say youSo I am still formulating and editing my blog on Hell and Light and the right mind according to Jesus NOT tradition (in my opinion)<br /><br />but in the meantime...what say you about this?<br />you dont have to be a "christian" to have a voice on this...i wanna know what you think!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NtgjNLNpao&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NtgjNLNpao&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyE5_S8sbtA&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iyE5_S8sbtA&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-33969771833761775452009-09-03T12:02:00.001-07:002009-09-03T12:02:59.451-07:00This PoemThis Poem<br /><br />This poem is conducive to prayer<br />and worship<br />and love<br />and sex<br />and repentance.<br />This poem is what your heart says, <br />when your mind is silent.<br />This poem is what the Prophets say,<br />when our lands are violated.<br />This poem is the point of <br />spiritual pleasure and worldly pain.<br />This poem is submission;<br />laid prostrate on the floor <br />in the kitchen.<br />This poem is pure in every language<br />and only corrupted by tongues.<br />This poem is good intentions<br />paving the way when your personal Hell is re-invented.<br />This poem is the "Kingdom of God" here and now.<br />And hereafter there will be this poem.<br />It is the God of no religion.<br />Punishment only caused by mistrust and lust.<br />The salvation of the rich man is<br />Peace, not paid for.<br />The salvation of the Poor man is <br />bread before midnight.<br />And this poem promises<br />both Meat and Milk.<br />It is an Altar in our hearts<br />raised by no hands.<br />This poem is a carbomb of correction<br />driven by a woman named, "Mercy".<br />Driven to dire straights because<br />she has not met her namesake.<br />For God's Sake, <br />we wage war on one another.<br />And for the Sake of man<br />God forgives and gives poetry,<br />a fresh breeze, a new day, <br />fruit in due season,<br />another second chance at living.<br />This poem will serve as<br />the Poet's Philosophy<br />the Sorcerer's Alchemy<br />the Prophet's Sermon.<br />Another brick in the Pyramid;<br />the Gnosis in the land of<br />Ignorance, Desert and Desolation.<br /><br />This poem is faith with every good reason.<br />And is conducive to prayer<br />and worship<br />and love<br />and sex<br />and repentanceJudah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8951362953091890255.post-51786342780074666012009-07-23T14:43:00.000-07:002009-07-23T14:44:59.822-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGzXSsdCkAk&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGzXSsdCkAk&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I wrote “Terrorist” after the life of Sean Bell was extinguished by the NYPD and finished it a week before a Police Officer representing Inglewood PD shot and killed a 19 yr. old unarmed boy in the back. (and I almost forgot) Jena 6. And in the time in-between these occurrences I, for the first time in my life was at the wrong end of a standard issue law enforcing and often terror producing gun, wielded proudly by a Police Officer representing the LAPD. <br /><br />I understand now how unarmed people are murdered in the dark by the same force we pay taxes for them to protect us.<br /><br />One Officer on my driver side collecting my info. One BRIGHT LIGHT behind me so I cannot see whats behind me. Then, his partner seemingly sneaks up on my passenger side with gun already drawn, taps at the window with his gun pointed towards my chest.<br />(Now what do you suppose would’ve happened if I was startled?!? Jumped? Yelled? My hands were in my lap, all he had to do is say, “I couldn’t see his hands... and he made a sudden move...” and of course, “he fit the description...” )<br />Time’s up.<br />Lemme tell you what might’ve happened. He would’ve let loose his whole clip in my little chest and his partner would’ve ran over and for good measure emptied half of his clip in my back.<br /><br />I understand now how unarmed people are murdered in the dark by the same force we pay taxes for them to protect us.<br /><br />(Good thing I was more sleepy than scared causing my reflexes to be just a little slower than usual.)<br /><br />Then I got to thinking (and connecting dots like I normally do).<br />I thought of Hannibal and bar Kochba and Nat Turner and Judah Maccabee. What do all these men have in common?<br />They are all classified as heroes to they’re people and as Terrorists to the systems they fought.<br /><br />I had watched the movie “To catch a fire” about the Apartheid and was instantly reminded of all of this like it was one event. Then what I already knew, dawned on me again.<br />Oppressors create their own enemies. <br />This is why we had Black Panthers and Brown Berets, a Boston Tea Party, and even the United States of America. <br />One man’s Terrorist is often another man’s Hero.<br />But sadly, the story is often told by the winner and three fourths of the truth is suppressed.Judah 1http://www.blogger.com/profile/08185766306749760835noreply@blogger.com2