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Martin Luther King Day Celebration

Lillian Beauregarde — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 20:52:02 +0000

For those of you who will be in the Atlanta area on Thursday, here’s something you don’t want to miss!

A King Celebration Concert – A concert given by the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra featuring some of Atlanta’s most talented residents:
Nili Riemer – Soprano
Christin-Marie Hill – Mezzo-Soprano
Rodrick Dixon – Tenor
Terry Cook – Baritone
Spelman College Glee Club
Morehouse College Glee Club

I like a good celebrating someone’s life through music!! Tickets are General Admission and are $25.00. You can buy tickets on their website. Hope to see you there!!

To Reiterate Failure…

Mike G. — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 21:21:12 +0000

Bush may understand this concept pretty well….

Man’s Failure

Mike G. — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 21:15:55 +0000

But many fail to comprehend this because of their love of the natural,

which makes them unwilling to raise the thoughts of their understanding

above the natural into spiritual light; and those who are unwilling to do

this can think only from space, even concerning God; and to think according

to space concerning God is to think concerning the expanse of nature. This

has to be premised, because without a knowledge and some perception that

the Divine is not in space, nothing can be understood about the Divine

Life, which is Love and Wisdom, of which subjects this volume treats; and

hence little, if anything, about Divine Providence, Omnipresence,

Omniscience, Omnipotence, Infinity and Eternity, which will be treated

of in succession.

Man

Mike G. — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 21:08:22 +0000

Man is not life, but is a recipient of life, it follows that the conception of a man from his father is not a conception of life. but only a conception of the first and purest form capable of receiving

Life; and to this, as to a nucleus or starting-point in the womb, are

successively added substances and matters in forms adapted to the reception of life, in their order and degree.

Simplification

Mike G. — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 21:15:39 +0000

The instinct of simplification is an intelligent and sound one. Its

satisfaction is a necessary preliminary to efficient action of any kind,

and indeed the basis of all fruitful philosophy. But in criticism this

instinct can only be satisfied intelligently and soundly by a

consideration of everything appealing to consideration, and not at all

by heated and wilful, or superior and supercilious, exclusions.

Catholicity of appreciation is the secret of critical felicity. To

follow the line of least resistance, not to take into account those

elements of a problem, those characteristics of a subject, to which,

superficially and at first thought, one is insensitive, is to dispense

one’s self from a great deal of particularly disagreeable industry, but

the result is only transitorily agreeable to the sincere intelligence.

It is in criticism, I think, though no doubt in criticism alone,

preferable to lose one’s self in a maze of perplexity–distressing as

this is to the critic who appreciates the indispensability of

clairvoyance in criticism–rather than to reach swiftly and simply a

conclusion which candor would have foreseen as the inevitable and

unjudicial result of following one’s own likes and whims, and one’s

contentment with which must be alloyed with a haunting sense of

insecurity. In criticism it is perhaps better to keep balancing

counter-considerations than to determine brutally by excluding a whole

set of them because of the difficulty of assigning them their true

weight. In this way, at least, one preserves the attitude of poise, and

poise is perhaps the one essential element of criticism. In a word, that

catholicity of sensitiveness which may be called mere impressionism,

behind which there is no body of doctrine at all, is more truly critical

than intolerant depreciation or unreflecting enthusiasm. “The main thing

to do, is to get one’s self out of the way and let humanity judge”

I just needed to get this out….

Mike G. — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 00:31:57 +0000

I worship who I am. We ARE what we strive to BE, therefore, I AM what I WILL. I am a direct result of the strength, the very tenacity, of my will.

I am GOD…We are all GOD

Whore

Mike G. — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 07:29:57 +0000

Quote the Raven…you saucy little evil whore, oh you, the Demon Goddess i cannot, i dare not, ignore…whom I shall love, forever more….whose knock enthralls forbidden lore, I would endure the lavish gore, assault mine ears with your glorious roar, ….you nasty little fuckin’ whore.

Hey Beautiful Lady!

Mike G. — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 08:05:57 +0000

Hilarious! This is an old picture of me, but I pretty much still look like this….again! Man, I got these weird cycles where I just always end up looking the same, putting on some freakin weight, and then all of a sudden my hair is long…..crazy!

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I wrote this to my Mother….hey Mom! I love you! I miss you! We are lucky to have you, Oma is very lucky to have you…..I hope you see this….I talk to you aloud in my head all the time….your Son is nuts….I Love You

Where the Hell am I?

Mike G. — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 09:14:22 +0000

Amid this Wild diaspora in need of an aspirin, the fresh scent of coital Sin, well equipped with but a casual grin, slightly dissatisfied like dollar hits of heroin, the franticly glorious singing of Cherubim coupled with accusatory disdain from spiteful Seraphim, yet I am not Him…am I but a sim? Able to look in from the Outer Rim?

Where do I begin?

Gothic Goddess

Mike G. — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 08:36:27 +0000

Oh, this little Whore, this little Demon in the Flesh. How could such a smiling little Angel be so cunningly devilish, and yet captivate me so? Why is it that I am always so attracted to those lustrous and beautiful, yet so inherently dark, like something likened to granite or obsidian, a statue maybe…those twisted, jaded eyes…burgundy breath…what is the attraction? My Gothic Goddess….