Saturday, January 7, 2017

Sfantul Ioan Botezatorul

Sfantul Ioan Botezatorul – pictura a Parintelui Arsenie Boca, pe tavanul micului pronaos al bisericii pe care a pictat-o in intregime in satul Draganescu de langa Bucuresti
“Intrăm în crestinism de mici, tare de mici, prin Botez. Atunci ni se „inoculează” crestinismul. Atunci suntem născuti a doua oară din apă si din Duh – Botezul (…)”
Toti crestinii sunt botezati si totusi nu toti se mântuiesc. De ce? Iată de ce: Darurile Botezului stau înlăuntrul făpturii noastre nevăzute, asteptând sporirea vârstei si vremea mintii, când, prin propovăduirea Bisericii, aflăm despre comoara cerească cea ascunsă în tarina fiintei noastre.”
“Curătirea deplină a firii, întâmplată prin Botez, asteaptă si vremea mintii, când curătirea e aflată efectiv prin porunci.”
“Desi înzestrati cu darurile Botezului, totusi n-am scăpat de războiul momelilor. Momeala nefiind păcat, e permisă de Dumnezeu să cerce cumpăna libertătii noastre. (…) Sfântul Marcu Ascetul ne lămureste: Hristos prin cruce si prin Harul Botezului ‘slobozindu-ne de orice silă, n-a împiedicat aruncarea gândurilor în inimă. Aceasta pentru ca unele din ele, fiind urâte de noi, îndată să fie sterse; altele, fiind iubite, în măsura în care sunt iubite să si rămână; si astfel să se arate si harul lui Dumnezeu si voia omului, ce anume iubeste: ostenelile din pricina Harului, sau gândurile din pricina plăcerii’. Aici stă pricina pentru care noi, desi botezati, totusi mai avem trebuintă si de al doilea Botez, al pocăintei, întrucât nu suntem ca îngerii neschimbabili.”
“Darurile Sfântului Botez ne îmbie, lăuntric prin constiintă, si dinafară prin cuvântul Bisericii, la împlinirea poruncilor lui Dumnezeu.”
“Fiecare din noi, ori stim, ori nu stim, ori credem, ori nu credem, purtăm pe Hristos Iisus si pe Duhul cel Sfânt în temelia făpturii noastre celei duhovnicesti. Hristos Iisus Cel cu Cruce, este asadar piatra unghiulară, temelia zidirii noastre celei duhovnicesti. Aceasta e adevărat pentru toti cei botezati.
Mai sus – extrase din scrierile Parintelui Arsenie Boca.

sursa : anomismia.wordpress.com

The glorious Prophet and Forerunner John the Baptist is also referred to as John the Forerunner because he was the forerunner of Christ. He was an ascetic and great prophet, who baptized Christ and became one of the most revered saints in the Orthodox Church. John is a cousin of Christ through his mother Elizabeth who was the daughter of Zoia. Zoia is the sister of Christ's grandmother. He was later beheaded by Herod in the first century to satisfy the request of Herod's stepdaughter, Salome, and wife Herodias. Because he baptized Christ, he is the patron saint of godparents. He is sometimes called the Angel of the Desert; because of this title, he is sometimes depicted with wings. 

Monday, December 26, 2016

Greg Lake 1947- 2016

It wasn’t simply Greg Lake’s booming voice that enshrined him among the greatest rock singers of all time.
It was his authority, his ability to play a supporting role in the bands he was a part of, while still maintaining an undeniable presence that placed him front and center no matter what. Although he first came to prominence on that first groundbreaking album by prog rock pioneers King Crimson, his name became forever entwined with those of the supergroup he shared with Keith Emerson and Carl Palmer—Emerson, Lake & Palmer. Lake passed away at the beginning of this month, but his a formidable presence remains in his music. 
That powerful voice will certainly be missed and we’ve compiled 10 of his best songs to honor that spirit.

“Affairs of the Heart”

From: ‘Black Moon’ (1992)


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“Affairs of the Heart”

From: ‘Black Moon’ (1992)


Read More: Top 10 Greg Lake Songs | http://ultimateclassicrock.com/greg-lake-songs/?trackback=fbshare_mobile_top&trackback=tsmclip

“Affairs of the Heart”

From: ‘Black Moon’ (1992)


Read More: Top 10 Greg Lake Songs | http://ultimateclassicrock.com/greg-lake-songs/?trackback=fbshare_mobile_top&trackback=tsmclip
10

“Affairs of the Heart”

From: ‘Black Moon’ (1992)
 
Emerson, Lake and Palmer


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Affairs of the Heart - Emerson, Lake & Palmer /
From: ‘Black Moon’ (1992)

“Love You Too Much”

From: ‘Greg Lake’ (1981)


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Love you too much -From Greg Lake (1981)

The Only Way (Hymn) And Infinite Space From: ‘Tarkus’ (1971)Emerson, Lake and Palmer



Emerson, Lake and Powell - Touch and Go /Music by Keith Emerson/Lyrics by Greg Lake

Karn Evil 9 - Emerson, Lake & Palmer /Epic track by Emerson, Lake & Palmer taken from their 1973 album "Brain Salad Surgery'

FROM THE BEGINNING - Emerson, Lake & Palmer 

King Crimson, '21st Century Schizoid Man' live in Hyde Park, 1969

 


Greg Lake, guitarist with King Crimson and Emerson, Lake & Palmer, died Wednesday (December 7th, 2017) of cancer at the age of 69... Born in Poole, Dorset, England, he learned to play guitar at age 12 and, in 1969, formed King Crimson with his friend Roger Fripp. The group shot to fame with their classic album, “In The Court Of The Crimson King”, but Greg was gone after their second album (“In The Wake Of Poseidon”) a year later, having been approached by Keith Emerson to form ELP with Carl Palmer. Though primarily an album-oriented band (including the classics “Pictures At An Exhibition” and “Brain Salad Surgery”), they charted four times on the singles charts, as well, with staples like "Lucky Man" (#48-1971  and "From The Beginning" (#39-1972)— with Greg producing most of their material. The group broke up in 1979 (having sold a reported 49 million records and earning 7 gold records) though Greg and Keith re-formed ELP with Cozy Powell in 2010. Greg is also remembered for his anti-Christmas tune “I Believe In Father Christmas” (#95) in 1975... May he R.I.P.


 

 

 

 

Sunday, December 18, 2016

The Unbearable Lightness of Being


When we want to give expression to a dramatic situation in our lives, we tend to use metaphors of heaviness. We say that something has become a great burden to us. We either bear the burden or fail and go down with it, we struggle with it, win or lose. And Sabina - what had come over her? Nothing. She had left a man because she felt like leaving him. Had he persecuted her? Had he tried to take revenge on her? No. Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden, but the unbearable lightness of being.
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

17 decembrie 1989

17 decembrie 1989.
Ziua-n care Armata şi-a ciuruit poporul în Timişoara. 
„Am văzut-o pe mama împuşcată în cap. Tata era ghemuit, nimerit în stomac“ 

http://adevarul.ro/locale/timisoara/title-1_5490a929448e03c0fdcf6496/index.html

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Songs from the Phenomenal Nothing











Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
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