http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzUkhKaNylM
Yo Yo A Few Good Men
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CIThYU6qE4w
http://www.maebrussell.com/Mae%20Brussell%20Articles/John%20Lennon%20Assassination.html
Excerpt:
There is hard evidence the CIA assigned agents to "investigate the music industry." After the murders of Tim Buckley, Jim Croce, and Mama Cass Elliot, more information surfaced about earlier mysterious deaths of Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, and Janis Joplin. Listed below, but not updated this past year, are some of the rock musicians who have died since the Huston Plan and the FBI Cointel-Program were activated. If these people had been taking any kinds of drugs, there is the distinct possibility that specific poisons were added to their drugs, enough to be fatal, to make it appear that they had died from a simple "overdose".
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Buckley
Excerpt:
Jeffrey Scott "Jeff" Buckley (November 17, 1966 – May 29, 1997), raised as Scotty Moorhead,[1] was an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. He was the son of Tim Buckley, also a musician. After a decade as a guitarist-for-hire in Los Angeles, Buckley amassed a following in the early 1990s by playing cover songs at venues in Manhattan's East Village, such as Sin-é, gradually focusing more on his own material. After rebuffing much interest from record labels[2] and his father's manager Herb Cohen,[3] he signed with Columbia, recruited a band, and recorded what would be his only studio album, Grace.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herb_Cohen
Excerpt:
Cohen was born in New York. After a period in the army in 1952, he moved to Los Angeles in the mid-1950s, and started to put on concerts with folk singers such as Pete Seeger and Odetta.[1] He began running coffee bars and folk clubs, such as The Unicorn and Cosmo Alley, during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[2][3]
He began acting as manager for many artists, his eventual roster including Screamin' Jay Hawkins, George Duke, Alice Cooper, Tom Waits, Tim Buckley, Lenny Bruce, and Linda Ronstadt.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dag_Hammarskj%C3%B6ld
Excerpt:
Dag Hjalmar Agne Carl Hammarskjöld ( [dɑːg ˈhamːarɧœld] (help·info)) (29 July 1905 – 18 September 1961) was a Swedish diplomat, economist, and author. The second Secretary-General of the United Nations, he served from April 1953 until his death in a plane crash in September 1961. He is the only person to have been awarded a posthumous Nobel Peace Prize.[1] Hammarskjöld remains the only U.N. Secretary-General to die in office, and his death occurred en route to cease-fire negotiations. American President John F. Kennedy called Hammarskjöld “the greatest statesman of our century.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-14913456
Excerpt:
But he soon gained a reputation for independence and daring, and instead of staying in his New York office, a hands-on approach became his trademark. He personally negotiated the release of 15 American airmen who had been imprisoned in China at a time when the People's Republic was not represented at the UN.
"He had the skills of mediation and persuasion, combined with this almost iron single-minded will of where he wanted to go," says Margaret Anstee.
"But of course by that very token it brought him into conflict with people who wanted to use the UN for their own ends."
In Congo, one issue was who should control the southern province of Katanga, rich in copper, uranium and tin. Belgium, the ex-colonial power, backed a secessionist movement led by Moise Tshombe, as did the UK and US who had mining interests in the region.
But Mr Hammarskjold from the start backed Congo's elected central authorities - the Soviet-backed government of prime minister Patrice Lumumba, and later, after Mr Lumumba was deposed and murdered, Prime Minister Cyrille Adoula.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrice_Lumumba
Excerpt:
Patrice Émery Lumumba (2 July 1925 – 17 January 1961) was a Congolese independence leader and the first legally elected Prime Minister of the Republic of the Congo after he helped win its independence from Belgium in June 1960. Only twelve weeks later, Lumumba's government was deposed in a coup during the Congo Crisis.[1] He was subsequently imprisoned and executed by firing squad, an act that was committed with the assistance of the governments of Belgium and the United States, for which the Belgian government officially apologized in 2002
http://www.blockreportradio.com/news-mainmenu-26/1034-50-years-after-lumumba-the-burden-of-history.html
Excerpt:
From the time of the assassination of Lumumba, almost every African leader who sought to chart a course for genuine independence was assassinated, whether it was Eduardo Mondlane, Amilcar Cabral, Herbert Chitepo, Samora Machel, Thomas Sankara, Felix Moumie, Chris Hani or Steve Biko. Violence against leaders was accompanied by the intimidation and assassination of journalists, students, opposition leaders and any social force that challenged oppression of Africans and the plunder of their resources.
This nested loop of genocidal thinking, genocidal economics and genocidal politics has generated 11 wars in the Congo since 1960, and all of these wars have had implications for almost all the regions of Africa in relation to genocide, militarism, dictatorship, economic plunder and patriarchal models of liberation.
Violence against leaders was accompanied by the intimidation and assassination of journalists, students, opposition leaders and any social force that challenged oppression of Africans and the plunder of their resources.
Excerpt:
Eduardo Chivambo Mondlane (June 20, 1920, Manjacaze, Gaza Province - February 3, 1969) served as President of the Mozambican Liberation Front (FRELIMO) from 1962, the year that FRELIMO was founded in Tanzania, until his assassination in 1969.
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Amílcar Cabral — African nationalist whose name is derived from "Hamilcar"Amilcare Cipriani — Italian anarchist whose name is derived from "Hamilcar"
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Herbert Wiltshire Chitepo (15 June 1923 – 18 March 1975) led the Zimbabwe African National Union until he was assassinated on March 1975. Although his murderer remains unidentified, the Rhodesian author Peter Stiff says that a former British SAS soldier, Hugh Hind was responsible.[1]Chitepo became the first black citizen of Rhodesia to become a barrister.[2]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samora_Machel
Excerpt:
The Margo Commission, set up by the South African government, but which included high-level international representation,[citation needed] investigated the incident and concluded that the accident was caused by pilot error.[11] Despite the acceptance of its findings by the International Civil Aviation Organization, the report was rejected by the Mozambican and Soviet governments. The latter submitted a minority report suggesting that the aircraft was intentionally lured off course by a decoy radio navigation beacon set up specifically for this purpose by the South Africans. Speculation about the accident has therefore continued to the present day, particularly in Mozambique.[12]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Sankara
Excerpt:
On October 15, 1987 Sankara was killed by an armed gang with twelve other officials in a coup d'état organised by his former colleague, Blaise Compaoré. Deterioration in relations with neighbouring countries was one of the reasons given, with Compaore stating that Sankara jeopardised foreign relations with former colonial power France and neighbouring Ivory Coast.[1] Prince Johnson, a former Liberian warlord allied to Charles Taylor, told Liberia's Truth and Reconciliation Commission (TRC) that it was engineered by Charles Taylor.[20] After the coup and although Sankara was known to be dead, some CDRs mounted an armed resistance to the army for several days.
Sankara's body was dismembered and he was quickly buried in an unmarked grave,[6] while his widow and two children fled the nation.[21] Compaoré immediately reversed the nationalizations, overturned nearly all of Sankara's policies, returned the country back under the International Monetary Fund fold, and ultimately spurned most of Sankara's legacy.
A week prior to his death Sankara gave what would become his own epitaph, remarking that "while revolutionaries as individuals can be murdered, you cannot kill ideas."[1]
Excerpt:
Félix-Roland Moumié was a Cameroonian leader, assassinated in Geneva on 3 November 1960 by the SDECE (French secret services) with thallium.[1] Félix-Roland Moumié succeeded Ruben Um Nyobe, who was killed in September 1958, as leader of the Union des Populations du Cameroun (UPC - or also Union du Peuple Camerounais — "Cameroon's People Union").Excerpt:
Chris Hani, born Martin Thembisile Hani (28 June 1942 – 10 April 1993) was the leader of the South African Communist Party and chief of staff of Umkhonto we Sizwe, the armed wing of the African National Congress (ANC). He was a fierce opponent of the apartheid government. He was assassinated on 10 April 1993.Excerpt:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyrille_Adoula
Excerpts:
1) Cyrille Adoula (September 13, 1921 – May 24, 1978), was a Congolese politician. Adoula was the premier of the Republic of the Congo, from 2 August 1961 until 30 June 1964.
Adoula was born in Léopoldville. A graduate of the Saint Joseph Institute and the first native African employee of the Congo Central Bank, Adoula, with Patrice Lumumba and Joseph Iléo, founded the Mouvement National Congolais in 1958.
2) However, various rebellions continued, and Adoula resigned in 1964 to be replaced by Tshombe. He was then the ambassador to the United States and Belgium, and then became foreign minister from 1969 until 1970, when he retired from politics. He died in Lausanne, Switzerland.
How Dare You
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uBmu1vdQEY&feature=related
Dan Hill - Sometimes When We Touch
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVf940pO5ME
I Knew I Loved You Before I Met You
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DZqFK4dcl2Q&feature=related
Savage Garden - Truly Madly Deeply (Lyrics)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0EkWe44sIc&feature=related
I'll Have To Say I Love You In A Song Jim Croce
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jB6BE7HoE7I&feature=related
http://www.biblewalks.com/Sites/magdala.html
Excerpt:
Migdal - means "tower" in Hebrew.
Magdala - Migdal in Aramaic
al-Majdal In Arabic: "the Tower", name of the Arab village that existed until 1948 on the ruins of the ancient city.
Taricheae - in Greek: "the places where the fish are prepared". Probably another name for Magadala, as reported by Josephus.
Migdal Nunaya - another name of the village, which means the tower of the fishermen.
Dalmanutha - In Mark 8:10 this name was referred as the site after he fed the 4,000. By comparing to Matthew 15:39 - which names "the borders of Magdala" - it is likely to be a town nearby.
Mary Magdalene
http://hiddentreasuresproductions.com/_wsn/page4.html
EXCERPT:
examines Mary Magdalene's role in early Christianity and how her significance may have been deliberately suppressed, and her image tarnished, to serve the purposes of an evolving Church.
http://thaliatook.com/AMGG/magdalene.html
Mary Magdalene was a disciple of Jesus and witness to His resurrection. Her epithet Magdalene means "of Magdala", a fishing village on the Sea of Galilee. She is mentioned briefly in the four canonical Gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John), as a woman "out of whom [Jesus] had cast seven demons". Among the varying accounts in the Gospels, Mary Magdalene is the constant as witness to Jesus' resurrection. In the Gospel of John, three Marys are mentioned at the cross--Mary, the mother of Jesus; Mary, Her sister and His aunt; and Mary Magdalene, three being a number long associated with women and the Goddesss.
Through an old confusion with Mary of Bethany (sister to Lazurus, whom Jesus raised from the dead), Mary Magdalene was often depicted washing the feet of Jesus with Her tears and anointing Him with oil of spikenard (an herb related to lavendar). As Mary of Bethany was called a "sinner", Mary of Magdala was traditionally believed to have been a prostitute, though the Bible never explicitly says so. She was portrayed by medieval artists as weeping hysterically and gave Her name to the word maudlin, meaning overly sentimental or sorrowful.
http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Maude
The girl's name Maude \ma(u)-de\ is a variant of Madeline (Hebrew), Matilda (Old German) and Maud (French), and the meaning of Maude is "woman from Magdala; mighty in battle".
mystuffs ...cal
Maude was only five when she heard her mother screaming and saw as she flung open the door all bloody.
"Maude, run in and get the sheet off of Mammy's bed, hurry."
Maude did as her mother said.
"Mam, daddy's not coming home, is he?"
"Yes, sweet baby, Mam is bringing him home right now."
Maude's mam brought her young husband home to rest in peace in his own bed till the burial.
Maude's mam put the same suit on her husband he had worn on their wedding. She sat up all night holding his cold hands as did her daughter.
The baby slept through it all, he was only eighteen months old.
Time went by and the family grew accustomed to life with no man around.
One day when Maude was only fourteen she heard her mother scream and slung open the door.
"Maude, get me the sheet off of Luther's bed."
"Mam, brother isn't coming home, is he?"
"Yes, Maudie, I'm going to get him right now."
Maude's Mammy carried and dragged her youngest into the house all blood stained.
Luther lay in his own bed that night with his sister and his mother holding each of his hands. The next day, mother and daughter buried Luther Johnson besides his Daddy.
One day, she walked down by the creek and there lay her Mammy.
Maude ran to the house and got a sheet.
Maude's Mammy lay in her own bed that night and Maude held her mother's hand.
Maude buried her mother in the family plot and was heading to the house when she saw them coming.
There was no one to cover Maude with the white sheet or clean her up for burial.
Maude woke up as a tall black man carried her through a tunnel.
"Are you the Lord," Maude asked the tall man?
"Yes, I am, the lord answered."
Maude fell back asleep and woke up again a while later.
"Where did the Lord go, Maude asked the White one carrying her?"
"Why I am He," he answered.
"But you was black a while ago......." and Maude fell into sleep once again.
Again Maude woke up and this time, the Lord was red and had a long flaming black hair with a bird's feather in it.
"Sir, if I fall back to sleep, what color will you be when I awaken next time?"
"Well, Miss Maudie, why not go back to sleep again and see."
This time when young Maude awoke she was surely surprised as the person who carried her was a woman with the same face only a softer skin tone and she was adorned in a wonderful white robe and a beautiful halo surrounded her head..
Maudie looked around and she saw her mother only her mother wasn't black but yellow with slanted eyes. Her father stood by her mother and he was white with that smile that could only be his and her brother Luther was staring at her through blue eyes that still squinted in that same wonderful way that made her smile.
Maude had entered into Heaven and she wondered what she looked like now but knew that it didn't matter as she was truly home and it was truly wonderful to finally know what the Lord's plan had been.
"Maude, run in and get the sheet off of Mammy's bed, hurry."
Maude did as her mother said.
"Mam, daddy's not coming home, is he?"
"Yes, sweet baby, Mam is bringing him home right now."
Maude's mam brought her young husband home to rest in peace in his own bed till the burial.
Maude's mam put the same suit on her husband he had worn on their wedding. She sat up all night holding his cold hands as did her daughter.
The baby slept through it all, he was only eighteen months old.
Time went by and the family grew accustomed to life with no man around.
One day when Maude was only fourteen she heard her mother scream and slung open the door.
"Maude, get me the sheet off of Luther's bed."
"Mam, brother isn't coming home, is he?"
"Yes, Maudie, I'm going to get him right now."
Maude's Mammy carried and dragged her youngest into the house all blood stained.
Luther lay in his own bed that night with his sister and his mother holding each of his hands. The next day, mother and daughter buried Luther Johnson besides his Daddy.
One day, she walked down by the creek and there lay her Mammy.
Maude ran to the house and got a sheet.
Maude's Mammy lay in her own bed that night and Maude held her mother's hand.
Maude buried her mother in the family plot and was heading to the house when she saw them coming.
There was no one to cover Maude with the white sheet or clean her up for burial.
Maude woke up as a tall black man carried her through a tunnel.
"Are you the Lord," Maude asked the tall man?
"Yes, I am, the lord answered."
Maude fell back asleep and woke up again a while later.
"Where did the Lord go, Maude asked the White one carrying her?"
"Why I am He," he answered.
"But you was black a while ago......." and Maude fell into sleep once again.
Again Maude woke up and this time, the Lord was red and had a long flaming black hair with a bird's feather in it.
"Sir, if I fall back to sleep, what color will you be when I awaken next time?"
"Well, Miss Maudie, why not go back to sleep again and see."
This time when young Maude awoke she was surely surprised as the person who carried her was a woman with the same face only a softer skin tone and she was adorned in a wonderful white robe and a beautiful halo surrounded her head..
Maudie looked around and she saw her mother only her mother wasn't black but yellow with slanted eyes. Her father stood by her mother and he was white with that smile that could only be his and her brother Luther was staring at her through blue eyes that still squinted in that same wonderful way that made her smile.
Maude had entered into Heaven and she wondered what she looked like now but knew that it didn't matter as she was truly home and it was truly wonderful to finally know what the Lord's plan had been.
Together We Are As One Thru All Time10/1/2003
by Cal
What did I know of love before you?
I knew of a child's innocent love and the love of a few friends.
I only know that I loved you before I met you and I'll love you till past this
lifetime.
You and I may always have a love unconsummated but the depth of it is amazing.
It's so much more than I ever dreamed.
I feel your presence and I know you're there. I know one day it will be
impossible to
Communicate here and there but it's ok. I know your ideals, I know your sweet
values and Your hard work. I know your charm and I know your heart.
I love you from the heavens of pre-destiny and after, for all of eternity and
beyond.
You are my sweet wonderful conscience and soul and the connection only forever
can know.
You bring me such sweet loving words in my dreams. You encourage me when I
falter and you pick me up when I fall. You are my energy when I am tired and my
sleep when my lids close.
You give me hope when I feel hopeless and you give me soft kisses in my dreams.
I give it back to you in the mirror of my heart. The heart is only human but it
contains my ache for you and my joy for us.
You will be my lover of PEACE and the joy reflected in my eyes when I
Meet you in that place after this.
Heaven is made for joint spirits and connected souls…that is where I will wait
for you and that is where we will know the love that we were never quite allowed
to pursue here.
Now, then, past and forever.
YOU My Love,are my song; my lyrics, my rhythm and my voice.
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