LENIN - Arcade Fire Video






When Lenin was little
All the birds in the forest were singing, "Man, this is it"
But now that he's older
All the sailors in heaven are screaming, "Abandon ship"

I know it can't be right
I know it can't be right
But I'll just smile instead
Of repeating what I said
In my head

When Lenin was little
Dressed up like a vampire on All Hallow's Eve
All the saints up in heaven
Were looking down at the leaves falling off the trees

I know it can't be right

Daddy, daddy, please save the world from the government
Daddy, daddy, please save my soul from my own judgement
Daddy, daddy, please send me a heart that isn't made of cement
Because the money's all been spent

The money's all been spent


The following "prose-poem" was perceived in an instant! But it took me thirty days to write it...and...oh how I wish it had taken but ten days more. For forty days and forty nights I did struggle with this poem....

In the beginning ~ before the void ~ there was a lonely silence, and this silence was the essence, and this silence was insane. Now it came to pass that the silence became restless, became ruthless, became vast. And the silence became future, became present, became past.

In the midst of the silence there dwelt a place. And the place dwelt in the silence, and the silence dwelt in the place. This place ~ this formless, needless, nameless place, void of all substance, scripture and lore, conceived in an instant, born evermore. Tacit be thy name, Thyestean be thy game.

And it came to pass, while Tacit lay in wait, a need arose. And arising from this need, there came a wanting. And in the wanting, amidst the need, dwelling in the silence, burst forth the seed. And in the seed was born a thought, and the thought was like unto a blaze of blinding light.

And in the blinding light there born a substance, and in the substance there borne the thought. And the thought became the substance, and the substance burst into being, and the being burst into thought. And the thought roamed in the silence, in the silence of the thought. And the thought knew well, yet the thought knew not ~

Tommy D_____December 1999

JOHN 1 (1-14)

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. The same came for a witness, to bear witness of the Light, that all men through him might believe. He was not that Light, but was sent to bear witness of that Light. That was the true Light, which lighteth every man that cometh into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made by him, and the world knew him not.

He came unto his own, and his own received him not. But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name: Which were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.

And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth.

Amen