The Magnificat Advent Companion

[fuckhowardstern]

Drive west on sunset
To the sea
Turn that jungle music down
Just until we’re out of town
This is no one night stand
It’s a real occasion
Close your eyes and you’ll be there
It’s everything they say
The end of a perfect day
Distant lights from across the bay
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I’m the only one

Here come those santa ana winds again

We’ll jog with show folk on the sand
Drink kirschwasser from a shell
San francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it’s just a spasm
Like a sunday in t.j.
That it’s cheap but it’s not free
That I’m not what I used to be
And that love’s not a game for three

Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I’m the only one

My friends say no don’t go
For that cotton candy
Son you’re playing with fire
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn
From the point of no return

Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I’m the only one

[fuckhowardstern]

While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those san francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That’s when you turned the world around
Did you feel like jesus
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every a-frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You’d go to l.a. on a dare
And you’d go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away

Chorus:
Get along, get along kid charlemagne
Get along kid charlemagne

Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face
They’ve joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street

Chorus

Clean this mess up else we’ll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get them all out of here
Is there gas in the car
Yes, there’s gas in the car
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are

Careful what you carry
’cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes

[fuckhowardstern]

I. overture
Words and music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart

And the meek shall inherit the earth.

Ii. the temples of syrinx
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

... the massive grey walls of the temples rise from the
Heart of every federation city. I have always been awed
By them, to think that every single facet of every life is
Regulated and directed from within! our books, our music,
Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent
Wisdom of the priests...

We’ve taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It’s one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around this world we made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the brotherhood of man
Oh what a nice contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the red star proudly high in hand

We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the priests of the temples of syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.

Iii. discovery
Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson

... behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was
Hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the
Dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in
My hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was
Beautiful ...
... I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn
The keys to make them sound differently. as I struck the
Wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious
Sounds, and soon my own music! how different it could
Be from the music of the temples! I can’t wait to tell the
Priests about it! ...

What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It’s got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out it’s pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain

I can’t wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see it’s light
Let them all make their own music
The priests praise my name on this night

Iv. presentation
Words by neil peart, music by alex lifeson

... in the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up
To a circle of grim, expressionless faces. father brown
Rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed
Throughout the silent temple hall. ...
... instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were
Words of quiet rejection! instead of praise, sullen
Dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as father brown
Ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his
Feet...

I know it’s most unusual
To come before you so
But I’ve found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know

Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There’s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you

Yes, we know it’s nothing new
It’s just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine

Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the plan

I can’t believe you’re saying
These things just can’t be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do

Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There’s something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you

Don’t annoy us further
We have our work to do
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?

Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn’t fit the plan

V. oracle: the dream
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

... I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so
Vivid to me. clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the
Oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase ...
... I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities
And the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works
Of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and
Understanding as I saw a completely different way to life,
A way that had been crushed by the federation long ago. i
Saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss
Of all these things ...

I wandered home though silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can’t you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days

I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planets long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home, to tear the temples down...
Home, to change..

Vi. soliloquy
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson

... I have not left this cave for days now, it has become
My last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of
The waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live
Under the control of the federation, but there is no other
Place to go. my last hope is that with my death I may pass
Into the world of my dream, and know peace at last.

The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen
I don’t think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life
Oh...noo!

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood spills over..

Vii. grand finale
Music by geddy lee, alex lifeson, and neil peart

Attention all planets of the solar federation
Attention all planets of the solar federation
Attention all planets of the solar federation
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.

[fuckhowardstern]

I. tide pools
When the ebbing tide retreats
Along the rocky shoreline
It leaves a trail of tidal pools
In a short-lived galaxy
Each microcosmic planet
A complete society

A simple kind mirror
To reflect upon our own
All the busy little creatures
Chasing out their destinies
Living in their pools
They soon forget about the sea...

Wheels within wheels
In a spiral array
A pattern so grand
And complex
Time after time
We lose sight of the way
Our causes can’t see
Their effects

Ii. hyperspace
A quantum leap forward
In time and in space
The universe learned to expand

The mess and the magic
Triumphant and tragic
A mechanized world, out of hand

Computerized clinic
For superior cynics
Who dance to a synthetic band

In their own image
Their world is fashioned ---
No wonder they don’t understand

Wheels within wheels
In a spiral array
A pattern so grand
And complex
Time after time
We lose sight of the way
Our causes can’t see
Their effects

Iii. permanent waves
Science, like nature
Must also be tamed
With a view towards it’s preservation
Given the same
State of integrity
It will surely serve us well

Art as expression ---
Not as market campaigns
Will still capture our imaginations
Given the same
State of integrity
It will surely help us along

The most endangered species ---
The honest man
Will still survive annihilation
Forming a world ---
State of integrity
Sensitive, open, and strong

Wave after wave
Will flow with the tide
And bury the world as it does
Tide after tide
Will flow and recede
Leaving life to go on
As it was...

[fuckhowardstern]

Originally posted by Katydid
Well, my special assignment may be about over.

You mean the voices in your head that you think are God are telling you to post somewhere else? I surely hope so!

[ALinChainz]

Originally posted by Katydid
A word to wisdom to all you losers...

I can see you have nothing better to do than to try to get a sense of importance by getting on the bandwagon to stomp out God's word in the world today.

What are you going to do when God's word is nowhere to be found? Will you feel proud? Will you feel great victory? OR will you still feel like the same old loser? Will you still be grasping and reaching for something to make you feel like a winner?

What are you going to do when your addictions still haven't satisfied you or given you peace of mind?

What you gonna do when you are old and can't see to read the David Lee Roth Army website, and your hands are gnarled with arthritis? When the nursing home don't have a computer, and you have had so much anal sex until you have to wear a diaper because your anus drizzles constantly and your spincter muscles won't close? And David Lee Roth is long dead?

You just might remember some of the things Katydid tried to tell you, and strain your alzeheimer/Parkinsons brains to remember...

Now what was that little tidbit I read before I thought up a great porn picture to post?

The only word we are stomping on is yours.

Your version of God's word is completely wrong because it comes from someone that wishes death on people, including women and children, for some doing what you claim you have the right to do, posting what they want. Because you don't like what's said, you wish them dead.

That's being a lying hypocrite.

With so many members here from all walks of life and parts of the world, it is wrong for you to try and shove your beliefs down everyone's throat as the ONLY word of God.

That is completely and utterly wrong. Period.

It isn't God, you are not God.

People hate you, period. You can't seem to grasp it. What pisses you off is you are so much closer to diapers and old age and 80 than anyone here by 20+ years.

You are old, bitter, and lonely, so you think you need to make everyone else the same.

Members here go to church for the religion, they don't come here.

It's a rock music website. A DLR site. You know nothing of either.

You have your site, better utilize them while they last.

You are so diluted and wrong here it's amazing you can actually function in society outside the internet, because you have proven you are beyond mentally inacapable of it here.

This place is so bad, yet here you are, year after year, day after day.

Why then? No one wants you here. You love the attention, it's all you have, hate.

What a great life. Fucking pathetic. Have some dignity and self pride, go somewhere where you aren't subject to it.

[ALinChainz]

Originally posted by Katydid
Sometimes I wish I was still in second grade. Hughdual Lee Dugan could go across the street to Burns Grocery and buy a Black Cow sucker and we'd share it. Or he'd grab my sock boggen and run around the lunch room with it, and I was able to chase him. I'd fondly remember the time that some other boy had gotten my sock boggen and were throwing it back and forth. I'd jump to catch it and never could. Hughdual Lee knocked more knots on those boys heads than they could rub.

I remember once in the cotten patch. We had our tiny sacks and rows side by side. We were pulling boles...that is grabbing the whole dried, sharp, bitter smelling things and putting them in our sacks. I had a wart on my hand, it started bleeding. He kissed it and got his snot rag and tied around my hand. Later Aunt Goldie took it off. She spit on her finger and made a cross on it and said not to look at it for two weeks. It actually came off. I tried that once with one of the neighborhood kids. He had warts all around his knee, danged if they didn't come off too.

Hughdual Lee and I walked around holding hands sometimes, we were 7. You know, I never really had another boyfriend in school after that. In third grade kids would kiss, etc. We never did that. We just talked, he had a hard life growing up and I did too.

Kids nowadays never experience life. They get on computer and play Barby, or games...

I think I met him years later...I was wearing long green earrings and a jade necklace. He smiled at me and I asked, "how are you?" He said, "No flies on me..." That was something Hughdual Lee used to say...I got upset and left the club.

Exactly what I said.

Your best years are so far beyond you, they reach into the B.C. era.

Just because you are old and lonely and miserable, what gives you the right to judge everyone here and try to make them the same.

Misery truly does love company.

Why not get the fuck away from here and do something important like try and get back into the good graces of your family.

You're wasting your life.

You'll be dead sooner than later, you'll never have the chance again to be with them.

[ALinChainz]

Originally posted by Katydid
Well, my special assignment may be about over.

You've said this a million times.

It only means you might lose your internet or your PC will crash.

You're a lying old hag who can't stay away from the all the things you say is so bad about this place.

You even donated to this place, doesn't that mean you have enabled the devil himself?

You have nothing else.

[Katydid]

Originally posted by fuckhowardstern
You mean the voices in your head that you think are God are telling you to post somewhere else? I surely hope so!

Where are you getting all those weird lyrics?

I never knew about Steely Dan until 1989... I saw something in a magazine called Fate. I tried to tell Ed's sister who I confided in (she is a Nueropsychologist) about Hughdual Lee Dugan and second grade. She said she didn't know anything about anything like that. But she said reading that article about a song they had (there was no pictures) probably brought back my childhood memories.

I only listened to Country Music growing up, out where we lived we didn't have electricity until I was 14 years old. Then it was black and white tv with an antenna. We saw Gunsmoke, Pallidan, and that one with Rowdy Yates in it.

Even raising our families we never had cable. I got cable after we divorced in 89. But I worked 60 hrs a week and never watched it.

One day I was in an old Swap and Buy store (this was after I'd joined Roth Army...) and I was looking for some of Dave's old tapes and albums. R was next to S...Suddenly I found Steely Dan. The one with the green grasshopper on it. I bought it and brought it home, but someone had recorded a song over it, so I could barely hear it.

But I am getting ahead of myself. I saw a picture of George Clooney on a magazine, I bought it and wrote a fan letter. The reason I did was because he looked so much like my son John. Then I had a Thur. night off and saw his face on the TV Guide and bought it and read about ER, he reminded me of my son John so much it was erie. He was saying he was in what amounted to a soap opera and he just waited for the other shoe to drop...I wrote another letter and sent a prayer that he would realize his greatest dreams of being a movie star, blah, blah, blah. Well, I forgot all about it, being busy working. Then I saw on Enquirer or something that he had gotten a $25 million dollar movie offer to make 3 films. I wrote another letter congratulating him. When the movies came out I went to see them and the character in the one was a girl named Kate. Anyway I wrote again and then got so I wrote and sent a prayer about once a week; because he seemed depressed like my son John gets...well, found out they were both Taureses. In the course of things I mentioned my 2nd grade boyfriend...and wondered if I'd ever find him???

Loe and behold later he made a movie about Steely Dan, the one I'd read the article about. (Rock Star) I made a point of watching a show where he was to talk about it. He told Jay Leno, I beleive that Katy was Steely Dan's dildo...so I dismissed it, as them being just vulgar.
But my son John came in and I told him about it, and he checked the movie out. He said that the name Steely Dan was what a dildo was called in an old book someone wrote. But that Fagan wouldn't ever tell anyone what the Katy thing was, so they assumed it was marajuana he was talking about.

Anyway when I saw the Katydid tape and bought it, I could barely make out what they were saying because someone was singing something recorded over the top of it.

At the time I didnt' have a computer, so I went to the library when I wanted to use computer. I did look his website up and just seemed so far fetched I dismissed it from my mind.

Now, how it all came back up?????It is like da ja vu...

What is your problem FHS??? Why are you doing this to me?

[ALinChainz]

Why do you think.

Why would you keep getting the same reaction from everyone, new and old members.

You can't be that stupid.

[ALinChainz]

Yeah ... I bet Clooney wrote you back.

Liar.

Those letters found the trash, they don't appeciate stalkers.

[ALinChainz]

Originally posted by ALinChainz
The only word we are stomping on is yours.

Your version of God's word is completely wrong because it comes from someone that wishes death on people, including women and children, for some doing what you claim you have the right to do, posting what they want. Because you don't like what's said, you wish them dead.

That's being a lying hypocrite.

With so many members here from all walks of life and parts of the world, it is wrong for you to try and shove your beliefs down everyone's throat as the ONLY word of God.

That is completely and utterly wrong. Period.

It isn't God, you are not God.

People hate you, period. You can't seem to grasp it. What pisses you off is you are so much closer to diapers and old age and 80 than anyone here by 20+ years.

You are old, bitter, and lonely, so you think you need to make everyone else the same.

Members here go to church for the religion, they don't come here.

It's a rock music website. A DLR site. You know nothing of either.

You have your site, better utilize them while they last.

You are so diluted and wrong here it's amazing you can actually function in society outside the internet, because you have proven you are beyond mentally inacapable of it here.

This place is so bad, yet here you are, year after year, day after day.

Why then? No one wants you here. You love the attention, it's all you have, hate.

What a great life. Fucking pathetic. Have some dignity and self pride, go somewhere where you aren't subject to it.

Again.

[ALinChainz]

Originally posted by ALinChainz
Exactly what I said.

Your best years are so far beyond you, they reach into the B.C. era.

Just because you are old and lonely and miserable, what gives you the right to judge everyone here and try to make them the same.

Misery truly does love company.

Why not get the fuck away from here and do something important like try and get back into the good graces of your family.

You're wasting your life.

You'll be dead sooner than later, you'll never have the chance again to be with them.

Again.

[ALinChainz]

Originally posted by ALinChainz
You've said this a million times.

It only means you might lose your internet or your PC will crash.

You're a lying old hag who can't stay away from the all the things you say is so bad about this place.

You even donated to this place, doesn't that mean you have enabled the devil himself?

You have nothing else.

Special Assignment?

Again.

Leave.

Not wanted here.

You love the punishment and porn, why else would you stay.

[Katydid]

Common sense says you are right AL, but not everything can be boxed and wrapped up so neatly.

People are human and I've worked in the psyche ward at two hospitals.

You feel like, but by the grace of God that patient could be me...