| Grateful Dead – When I Paint My Masterpiece (The Band cover) Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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Someday, life will be sweet as a rhapsody, When I paint my Masterpiece. (When I attain my Soul's Highest Vision) |
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| Grateful Dead – The Wheel Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| If thunder is the voice of God, Lightning is His vocal chords. "I AM THAT I AM" The enlightened god-like state of man is brought to him by God Himself, for we are here to experience life, thus helping God know himself..and also to remember who were are. and that is, at one WITH God. No, this is NOT heresy. But it does run counter to organized religions who need fear to exist, and teach that we are separate from (and not one with) God and from each other, Fear that if we're not good little children, God will be angry with us, and leave us in Hell Forever. Is that how a loving God would act? How does the Devil fit in with an Omnipotent Being, anyway? Would such a being have an 'enemy' such as the Devil? There's no struggle between good and evil.. there's only what is, and what is best for your soul and what it wants to become. We are not separate from each other, and from God. It (we) are all One. You are the most creative force in the universe. That's why it is said, 'Think good thoughts', for thoughts are very creative, and we, being part of God, are creative beings. Find Joy, create Joy, BE JOY. LOVE THY NEIGHBOR. | |
| Grateful Dead – Let It Grow Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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Many Dead songs can be called Hymns for Hippies. Sorry, Detractors, you miss a very important and obvious point of clarity, to your misfortune. More than one person hearing my show tapes and previously had only heard Dead Tunes on the radio have remarked that the music "made me think".. I gotta agree, it does do that, at the least, provided that is, if you do have ears to listen, and a heart to see. This tho, is my favorite Grateful Dead song, out of all they've played, and of over two hundred I've taped. They all are exceeding dear to me, but this one... this one pretty much says it all, and pierces my heart and shakes me to the depths of my soul. So much of Life's Meaning is evoked here, and so it goes: Water bright as the sky from which it came, And the name is on the earth that takes it in. We will not speak but stand inside the rain, And listen to the thunder shouting "i am! i am! i am! i am." (Now who might you think would be shouting THAT? Nothin' more, the love of the women, work of men. Seasons round, creatures great and small* Up and down, as we rise and fall. The same words coming from a hymn in my first church went *all things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small, all thing wise and wonderful, the Lord God made them all. Yes, dear ones.. there IS a fountain.. that was not made by the hand of men. ..and say you that this is devil's music, Black Jesus? Quite to the contrary, to me, this is God's Music.. and Jehovah's Favorite Choir. And these people playing in the band are (some of) His Angels. When I went to see the Grateful Dead, I went to talk to God. And indeed my eyes and heart were opened wide, questions were answered, there were deep conversations. This was Church, the way I thought it should be, and many was the time I came away feeling Born Again. That first time I was so overcome that I could just barely walk out of the hall. These concerts were Ceremony and Communion taken with 2 to 50 thousand of my closest friends and family. 'Cause if yer a Deadhead, you're my brother, or sister. So I call anyone who's stood alongside me and witnessed these Miracles. I need a miracle, every day. And thanx to the Good 'ol Grateful Dead, I know 'em when I see 'em! Gotta stop endlessly noodling over this comment.. as Bobby said one evening, "We're the Everything's Gotta Be Just Exactly Perfect Brothers Band"... but I'll never get it all just exactly perfect, try as I will. Bye for now. LightningWill. |
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| Grateful Dead – The Wheel Lyrics | 10 years ago |
| @[black:6489] jesus How you make me laugh! 'Devil music?' ... Really? You poor soul, there is no devil. It's an invention to invoke fear in religions, so that people will be 'good', to avoid the wrath of God. Being 'good' is the best thing you can do for yourself, not just others. Misguided religions use fear as a tool of persuasion, for we all go to heaven, from whence we all came. Seems this group has become an attractant for dime store fundamentalists, folks who never rode the bus. Sorry indeed, BJ. Love>Fear. Ask your god about it. | |
| Grateful Dead – Wharf Rat Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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The narrator is being kind and patient to a wharf-side derelict at the end of his earthly path, then is rewarded by realizing kinship of more than spirit. Jerry's guitar evokes a rending and tragic brotherhood with the poor blind and dirty old man who's greatest comfort is in fantasy of an idealized girlfriend. Garcia could break your heart with just a few notes on that magic guitar, and wring involuntary tears from the crowd in sympathetic unity, then go immediately into Sugar Magnolia, instantly transforming an audience into a ecstatic mob of cavorting humanity, in crazed joy and gleeful doubt of their own sanity. I must agree with nearly everyone and everything said in the comments. I grew to visit the Wharf Rats during each show, as they were pretty sane and conversant, being quite alike to those one might meet in an AA meeting. Talking with these folks was something that this 20+ year Bus Passenger came to appreciate, as the farther down the road I went the more I realized just how mind-altering this music was, quite by itself. The music and the lyrics of the Dead still pierce my soul, inducing uncontrolled shuddering tears in recognition of new, sometimes frightening truths and the unimaginable beauty of their aural alchemy. My heart finally opened (after going near-catatonic from early childhood experiences) under the "influence" of this band, in '78.. after many years of prior softening. For that and many other openings brought about by these people I will be always Grateful. These are the voices and instruments of the Angels, through which I was and still am reminded of my (our) place and purpose. Here was where I would go to talk to God, and these were the Revival Meetings of my generation. Those others who went to the shows know what I speak of. Ifthunder Dontgetya |
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