Your function is to show your brother sin can have no cause. How futile must it be to see yourself a picture of the proof that what your function is can never be! The Holy Spirit's picture changes not the body into something it is not. It only takes away from it all signs of accusation and of blamefulness. Pictured without a purpose, it is seen as neither sick nor well, nor bad nor good. No grounds are offered that it may be judged in any way at all. It has no life, but neither is it dead. It stands apart from all experience of love or fear. For now it witnesses to nothing yet, its purpose being open, and the mind made free again to choose what it is for. Now is it not condemned, but waiting for a purpose to be given, that it may fulfill the function that it will receive.
ACIM Chapter 27. The Healing of the Dream
"What's This Life For?"
Hurray for a child That makes it through If there's any way Because the answer lies in you They're laid to rest Before they know just what to do Their souls are lost Because they could never find What's this life for I see your soul, it's kind of gray I see your heart, you look away You see my wrist, I know your pain I know your purpose on your plane Don't say a last prayer Because you could never find What's this life for But they ain't here anymore Don't have to settle the score Cause we all live Under the reign of one king
Daniel Tammet demonstrates a remarkable quality called synesthesia which puts him more consciously in touch with the way numbers TASTE and especially how they FEEL.
The subtleties behind Daniels resulting brain state are extrodinary because he can "feel" the emotional shapes and spaces that two numbers represent individually and, without calculating, "listen" to the new numbers in the overlapping space between them. In that sense he literally pulls them out of the emotional field. These "non-calculations" he makes are the largest in recorded histoy. (It is literally (not) impossible to do what he does, such as cold-reading PI out to 20,000 decimal places.
Daniels unique brain, combined with his gentle spirit- reveals how language and numbers can be transcended . . . and how mathematical conclusions "already exist" in a field Prior To the question or the desired calculation.
This is just one of many adjustments being made to to the species.
At times life is wicked and I just can't see the light A silver lining sometimes isn't enough To make some wrongs seem right Whatever life brings I've been through everything And now I'm on my knees again
But I know I must go on Although I hurt I must be strong Because inside I know that many feel this way
[Chorus:] Children don't stop dancing Believe you can fly Away...away
At times life's unfair and you know it's plain to see Hey God I know I'm just a dot in this world Have you forgot about me? Whatever life brings I've been through everything And now I'm on my knees again
But I know I must go on Although I hurt I must be strong Because inside I know that many feel this way
[Chorus]
Am I hiding in the shadows? Forget the pain and forget the sorrows
Am I hiding in the shadows? Forget the pain and forget the sorrows
But I know I must go on Although I hurt I must be strong Because inside I know that many feel this way
[Chorus]
Am I hiding in the shadows? Are we hiding in the shadows?
Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah
Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Dominica, Mary Angelica
Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronella
Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir
and all the rest
a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
and high above the church bells start to ring
and as the heaviness the body
oh the heaviness settles in
somewhere you can hear a mother sing
then it's one foot then the other
as you step out onto the road
how much weight? how much weight?
then it's how long? and how far?
and how many times before it's too late?
calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
calling all angels
calling all angels
we're cryin' and we're hurtin'
and we're not sure why...
and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
why it's...it's almost as if
if you could only crack the code
then you'd finally understand what this all means
but if you could...do you think you would
trade it in
all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you'd miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of the leaving
calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
callin' all angels
callin' all angels
we're tryin'
we're hopin'
we're hurtin'
we're lovin'
we're cryin'
we're callin'
'cause we're not sure how this goes
