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New hymn parody while you wait

Things are a little crazy the last couple weeks with Community Warehouse’s Tualatin grand opening coming up this Thursday. I am the manager of the Estate Store there and have a LOT of work to do to make sure things are ready. I just haven’t had the time to thoroughly research part 3 of my series, so look for that in a few weeks. In the meantime I got into a silly mood after reading some facebook comments and I am getting very frustrated with the Messianic language that I am hearing in reference to “The Market”. To vent my frustration I wrote the following bit of satire to highlight the futility of looking to an economic system for fulfillment.

Yes, The Market Loves Me
to the tune of Yes Jesus Loves me

The Market loves me this I know
For the TV tells me so
All my cash to it belongs
Being selfish makes it strong

Chorus
Yes, the Market loves me (3X)
The TV tells me so.

The Market loves me! Loves me still
Unless I’m very weak and ill
When I indebt myself to consume
The Market’s love for me will zoom.
(Chorus)

The Market loves me! It will stay
By my wallet all the way
Glue yourself to its high priest
Buy cathode, plasma or LCD
(Chorus)



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Flame on the Hearth – New poem

Flame on the Hearth 

by Gil George

In the silence I wait

For the rushing whirlwind of my thoughts

To calm and find rest

In the center, the eye of the storm

I find a still, small, voice

That’s opens me to the darkest depths

Of all that I am or would be

A new storm rises

A whirlwind of fresh fire

Propelling me out of my seat to speak

Words that come from the calm center

That drop from my lips like flames

Spreading sparks that move through

The gathered meeting

The words of the Spirit come back

From the center of others

Tempering my flame and

Reforming it to a new flame burning more brightly

And yet calm, the flame on the hearth calling me home

To the center

Where the Spirit of Love waits

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