Thursday, September 14, 2017


Charlize Theron
"Atomic Blonde"

Seikatsu o sonchō suru

Let all that is within me bless the goal.
Bless the truth, O my soul.

Respect that which is benign for life.
Don't forget that love relieves strife.

Respect intelligence by design.
Don't forget what you find by faith in the divine.

There is forgiveness for error.
There is relief from that which causes terror.

There is healing from infirmities.
There is the unity in diversity.

There is redemption from fear of the grave.
The attitude of gratitude crowns our hearts for what saves.

Mercy illumines our hearts and minds.
Law binds that which would otherwise despise what investigation finds.

There is satisfaction for good things.
Your youth rises high like the wind beneath eagle wings.

Judgement will be for education, the disabled and defense.
The poor will rise without crime for what makes sense.

Spending will be for national and social security.
Balance will be found with seasoned maturity.

Goodness is defined by meeting basic needs.
Each household heeds what it takes to feed.

Law is against cruelty or violence.
It is for justice that breaks the silence.

Accusation must be preceded by cause.
Investigation has to be done to find truth without flaws.

Conviction yields only to proof in the body of evidence.
Certainty finds substance beyond mere coincidence.

Punishment will confine for a time or charge with a fine
but life in prison is the limit for capital crime.

We have been drawn from the water of tidal surge.
We are learning from the verge of the urge to emerge
from the purge.

There has been compassion for mercy in survival.
The arrival of strength from the rival was vital.

Anger was a prelude to kindness.
The timeless mind sought to find us in life's likeness.

Respect that which is benign for life.
Don't forget that love relieves strife.

Don't forget what you find by faith in the divine.
Respect intelligence by design.

Let all that is within me bless the goal.
Bless the truth, O my soul.

103 Benedic, anima mea

1 Bless the Lord, O my soul, *
and all that is within me, bless his holy Name.
2 Bless the Lord, O my soul, *
and forget not all his benefits.
3 He forgives all your sins *
and heals all your infirmities;
4 He redeems your life from the grave *
and crowns you with mercy and loving-kindness;
5 He satisfies you with good things, *
and your youth is renewed like an eagle's.
6 The Lord executes righteousness *
and judgment for all who are oppressed.
7 He made his ways known to Moses *
and his works to the children of Israel.
8 The Lord is full of compassion and mercy, *
slow to anger and of great kindness.
9 He will not always accuse us, *
nor will he keep his anger for ever.
10 He has not dealt with us according to our sins, *
nor rewarded us according to our wickedness.
11 For as the heavens are high above the earth, *
so is his mercy great upon those who fear him.
12 As far as the east is from the west, *
so far has he removed our sins from us.
13 As a father cares for his children, *
so does the Lord care for those who fear him.
14 For he himself knows whereof we are made; *
he remembers that we are but dust.
15 Our days are like the grass; *
we flourish like a flower of the field;
16 When the wind goes over it, it is gone, *
and its place shall know it no more.
17 But the merciful goodness of the Lord endures for ever
on those who fear him, *
and his righteousness on children's children;
18 On those who keep his covenant *
and remember his commandments and do them.
19 The Lord has set his throne in heaven, *
and his kingship has dominion over all.
20 Bless the Lord, you angels of his,
you mighty ones who do his bidding, *
and hearken to the voice of his word.
21 Bless the Lord, all you his hosts, *
you ministers of his who do his will.
22 Bless the Lord, all you works of his,
in all places of his dominion; *
bless the Lord, O my soul.

Friday, September 8, 2017


Emmy Rossum
As Told By Her

Aki aki ni shiyou

Yeah Yah!
I am filled with awe!

These are the latter of our salad days.
Beyond the equal night the light decays.

Summer fun 
isn't quite done
but autumnal ways
will have their say
as the length of day
decreases play.

Rejoice in the choice to shift with the season
as the reason for change without loss of cohesion.

Sing songs for the season
Let reason cease seizing
the size of the feeling
to squeeze or delete art from the dealing. 

Release the sequence of the sound for believing
in the singing of the song to completion.

Let the sound resound
from the strength of the ground
at the center of the singer
for the wonder that will linger.

Feel your singer sing
Let your vocal cords ring.
Hear the message of the song
as it sings out short or long;
soft or strong.

Dance is the madness of the hormones
rushing for a start from the heart in your bones.

Do your part to work with the fashion
of your illustrious passion. 

Let the movement of your motion 
express the notion
of art in devotion
to emotion.

Let the people participate 
in a date with the state to incarnate
enjoyment in the expression
of vocation with resonation.
Empathy enjoys participation
for the formation of creation.

Feeling transfers a way
of perceiving your DNA's say
as to when and what to disobey.

Community is built with communication
for the sense of emulation
in foundation.

Silence is the message that underlies the sound
that is profound.

Stillness is the meaning behind the movement
that proves improvement.

Happiness is the objective for the art
that reaches to touch the heart.

Negate hate.
Erase every trace of the race  
to destroy opposition by violence.
Don't endorse deprivation for silence.

Cruelty is not the cure.
Correction is your lure.

Detention provides prevention
with room for reflection on intervention.

Indefinite detention
without mention of the convention 
of conviction on a charge of crime
in a court of law by the evidence that finds
guilt with testimony from multiple sources
and the physical proof that courses
from the time 
of the alleged crime
is abusive, obtrusive
and preclusive.

Rights with reason
determine justice in any season.
We must love one another
to experience life with wonder
even with the thunder
from down under.

These are the latter of our salad days.
Beyond the equal night the light decays.

I am filled with awe!
Yeah Yah!

Psalm 149
Cantate Domino

1 Hallelujah!
Sing to the Lord a new song; *
sing his praise in the congregation of the faithful.
2 Let Israel rejoice in his Maker; *
let the children of Zion be joyful in their King.
3 Let them praise his Name in the dance; *
let them sing praise to him with timbrel and harp.
4 For the Lord takes pleasure in his people *
and adorns the poor with victory.
5 Let the faithful rejoice in triumph; *
let them be joyful on their beds.
6 Let the praises of God be in their throat *
and a two-edged sword in their hand;
7 To wreak vengeance on the nations *
and punishment on the peoples;
8 To bind their kings in chains *
and their nobles with links of iron;
9 To inflict on them the judgment decreed; *
this is glory for all his faithful people.

Thursday, August 31, 2017


Beyonce Knowles:
"Beygood Houston"

Kōsei ni saibankan

Judge me fairly.
Treat me squarely.

I live with integrity.
I recall what you said to me.

I put my trust in you.
Don't make me feel blue.

Test me. 
Try me.
Don't fry or deny me.

Examine my heart and mind.
See what good you can find.

Love is before my eyes.
Each color shades the sky.

I have walked in faith.
Trust has become a character trait.

I have not agreed to deception.
Relation qualifies the inception
of conception.

I don't deceive with the deceitful.
Repeated deceit makes regal truth look needful.

I have avoided destructive behavior.
I will not consort with the violent as a savior.

I wash my hands with the hope
that I will not exceed the scope
that is allowed by the sacrifice on your altar.
I will sing a song of thanks that does not falter.
I will recount your wonderful works
until the perks are heard by Turks and clerks.

I love the house in which you dwell.
It is the place where goodness swells 
then excels. 

Psalm 26
Judica me, Domine

1 Give judgment for me, O Lord,
for I have lived with integrity; *
I have trusted in the Lord and have not faltered.

2 Test me, O Lord, and try me; *
examine my heart and my mind.

3 For your love is before my eyes; *
I have walked faithfully with you.

4 I have not sat with the worthless, *
nor do I consort with the deceitful.

5 I have hated the company of evildoers; *
I will not sit down with the wicked.

6 I will wash my hands in innocence, O Lord, *
that I may go in procession round your altar,

7 Singing aloud a song of thanksgiving *
and recounting all your wonderful deeds.

8 Lord, I love the house in which you dwell *
and the place where your glory abides.

9 Do not sweep me away with sinners, *
nor my life with those who thirst for blood,

10 Whose hands are full of evil plots, *
and their right hand full of bribes.

11 As for me, I will live with integrity; *
redeem me, O Lord, and have pity on me.

12 My foot stands on level ground; *
in the full assembly I will bless the Lord.

Friday, August 25, 2017


Mila Kunis 
with Howard Stern on Ashton Kutcher

Yorokobi o yatou

Dead skin cells float near the back of your eyes.
These phantom images aren't quite the right size
to make pigs fly but my oh my.

Circular squibs look out on the world.
Like projections they float from the sea of pearls.
These tiny shadows affect your sight
in a way that might not be right.

I stand on the shore
near the surf generated roar.

There within my hand
slide the tiny bits of sand.
They fall toward the land
of particulate delight.
These retain shape in sight
when it is light
but not too bright.

Like sand in the hourglass
gravity shows movement pass
as a measure of time moving past
each moment passing the last
until the sand stands fast in forever's grasp.

Moment by moment
time foments
the growth of experience
in existence for subsistence.

The nature of things is such
that atoms make this stuff.

All things are made of atoms.
While they can't be seen, they can be fathomed.

Down beneath the visible form
lie the tiny bits that shape the norm
and let you see the worms 

Lull to a rest the savage works of war
that make our industry look like a whore. 
Love has power with public peace to aid mortality
to avoid the total fatality of vitality.

Even the work of battle
falls to the chattel of her prattle.

The sun stood still.
The shadow of the moon caused a chill.
It was all quite a thrill.

Time was not killed
but it skipped a trill
in the whirling mill.

Seconds turned to minutes.
Minutes weren't the finish.

The clock tower
rang the number for the hour.

The hours turned to days.
Days became a week of rays.

The weeks became months.
Moonlit gravity played more than once.

The months turned tears to years.
Our fears proved too dear
to adhere.

All will be made clear
if you'll just come over here.

See you later 
Allie Gator.

In a while 
you crock of bile.

Is it true
that no one waits for you?

All will be made clear in the fullness of mind.
I look forward to the arrival of such a time.

If faith had not been for something better
than profit from munition's chain letter,
conflict would have to say
to defend our way
is not worth the pay
for the play.

If love had not been for life
existence would not know escape from strife.

Adversity would swallow that which is alive.
Enemies would not have to strive.

The rage of water would have overwhelmed us.
There would be nothing left  to discuss.
What a bust!

We prayed that we would not be made into prey.
We were saved.

Was it only chance that saved us?
We hope for more. Our faith does not fuss
much over such.

We have escaped from the snare of the fowler.
Like a bird, flight gives us power.

All that we see or seem
is more than a dream within a dream.

The love that saves us from harm is benign.
The love that saves us from destruction is sublime.

Had there not been the experience of ineffable joy
there would be nothing to deter the will to destroy.

Life would not feel like it is worth 
the effort to make a living with work.

The love that saves us from malice is blessed.
The love that saves us from murder is addressed
as a profoundly professed quest to do our best
to prevent prematurely eternal rest.

Let all those who have been harmed now say
had love not been with us to belay or allay
worse when we were being attacked 
we would have been sacked
or swallowed alive by grief.
There would be no relief.

Their anger was ignited against us.
They took advantage of our trust.

The raging waters would have carried us away.
The mad rushing surge of urgency would have swept us to the bay.

The tumbled rumble of boss in liquid toss crossed
would have cast us against hard objects for our loss.

We escaped the trap that was set for us.
The deception was exposed to sight with a windy gust.

The divisive vice has been broken.
The essential essence of life has been spoken.

The love that saves us from harm is benign.
The love that saves us from destruction is sublime.

Sunday, August 20, 2017


Clare Kramer
Comic Con 2017

Ekusupuresu kansha

I will give thanks with my whole heart.
I will sing my praise in a public park.

I will recognize the value of industry.
I will do it in a way that says success for me.

I will celebrate accomplishment 
with competence that is confident.

Love is glorified in recognition 
with the consistent admission of revision. 

Faith looks with the right affection 
after the detection 
of the best direction.

Belief in inerrancy creates stress
but finding the best 
is the goal for the test.

When I called for help, I was answered.
I was given strength that was above the standard.

The leaders of the earth will recognize
goodness in leadership when it is seen with eyes
looking for objectivity with respect for the prize.

They will sing about moral economy
based on law for all as sovereignty in public policy. 

The right to life is first for our thirst.
Recognition is immersed, interspersed
and rehearsed for the first.

Moral law must be drawn from experience with science.
Religion is a compliant client of guidance in license. 

The present cannot progress
away from oppression as an offense 
into the future by regressive events
with the suspension of rights for excess
compliance with munitions for "crisis."

Though space reaches high past the sky
heaven touches the earth with a sigh.
There are polygamous trends in nature,
but monogamy is necessary behavior
for economy in human relations to savor.

Fantasy reduces risk from sexually transmitted disease 
unwanted pregnancy or broken social relations in routine. 

It is not possible to imagine an existing party
as the only agency for representation in the state parley. 

Independence has been declared for parity, 
but the largest country in the world is run warily
by a single party sparingly for inerrancy.

Military action has been limited to defense.
War has been outlawed by practical sense.

Munition sales don’t obscure other trade relations. 
Appreciation for patience in relation to situation
reduces complications.

China shines as a leader in world affairs.
The western world has been run by profiteers
who refuse to pay taxes, abide by the law
or respect the government for which we pay for all.

Though I feel anxiety in the midst of trouble,
I am kept safe. Security comforts my bubble
and leads me to safety to juggle with the subtle.

Purpose will guide me.
Guidance will define how I see
with freedom for responsibility.

Discovery will refine my purpose.
Redemption is for liberty in earnest
with justice in the law for all as the service.

Love lasts beyond the past.
Through the present it is cast
into ascension with decency that lasts. 

Faith finds fulfillment in time.
Thanks often celebrates the sublime mine.

The solemn problem reduces solid losses.

138 Confitebor tibi

1 I will give thanks to you, O Lord, with my whole heart; *
before the gods I will sing your praise.

2 I will bow down toward your holy temple
and praise your Name, *
because of your love and faithfulness;

3 For you have glorified your Name *
and your word above all things.

4 When I called, you answered me; *
you increased my strength within me.

5 All the kings of the earth will praise you, O Lord, *
when they have heard the words of your mouth.

6 They will sing of the ways of the Lord, *
that great is the glory of the Lord.

7 Though the Lord be high, he cares for the lowly; *
he perceives the haughty from afar.

8 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you keep me safe; *
you stretch forth your hand against the fury of my enemies;
your right hand shall save me.

9 The Lord will make good his purpose for me; *
O Lord, your love endures for ever;
do not abandon the works of your hands.

Thursday, August 17, 2017


Amy Adams
as Louise Banks in "Arrival"
Based on "Story of Your Life"

Mizu no yōna

Space is 

Raise praise
like a wave.

New moon. 
What's your tune?

Tides are pulled with the lunar day.
Water gives the moon a greater say.

The ebb and flow cycles twice
though it's not that precise
it is quite nice.

Watch the tides.
Two high and low shadow the day by size
They rise by twelfths in the experience of the eyes.
One, two, three and three twelfths by the fourth hour are spied.
Two, then one. The first and the sixth times were despised
in the size of the rise. ;)

Storms, wind and fractional moon produce a change in range.
Gravitational force makes the range look strange.
It changed.

Energy for life, be gracious to us.
Let your face shine in space for trust.

May your way be shown upon earth.
Your saving power gave nations birth.

Let the people raise praise for all it's worth.
Let equity say "We have tidal girth."

The earth has yielded increase.
The moon reflected a fractional decrease.
Love will not cease.

Raise praise
like a wave.

May divine grace bless us.
The ebb makes less wetness. ;)

Let the ends of the earth show reverence.
for love as the evidence for divine presence.

Psalm 67

To the leader: with stringed instruments. A Psalm. A Song.
1 May God be gracious to us and bless us
   and make his face to shine upon us,
2 that your way may be known upon earth,
   your saving power among all nations.
3 Let the peoples praise you, O God;
   let all the peoples praise you.
4 Let the nations be glad and sing for joy,
   for you judge the peoples with equity
   and guide the nations upon earth.
5 Let the peoples praise you, O God;
   let all the peoples praise you.
6 The earth has yielded its increase;
   God, our God, has blessed us.
7 May God continue to bless us;
   let all the ends of the earth revere him.

Friday, August 11, 2017


Keira Knightly:
"Dead Men Tell No Tales"

Shinkō o motte iru

The winnowing fan turns forever.
It works with a woosh that severs.

It separates the chaff. It makes the plan 
for where to stand. 

Though the harvest is not yet at hand,
there is the grain that has been stored for the heartland.

The fan on the weather vane turns forever.
It wanes with the whirl on a rod as a tether.

It spins and twirls for the wind that yearns for rain
to fall upon the furrowed plain.

The dark hours for being
deepen my mind for seeing.

The heat is hot
Sometimes it does not stop
after the wish that it could be forgot.

You, dear darkness.
You are above and all around us.
You provide cover from that which could cause us fuss,
but it is hard to see that which alarms because it can harm us.

The light that shines is reflected
to show that which can be detected.

Light from the sturgeon moon is swimming through the trees.
The green corn wants to believe that trees can be relieved with the breeze.

The stars twinkle when clouds do not obscure.
The viewing of the viewer is more certainly secure in the unsure 
than the view of what's sure about what endures.

That which endures is there.
The vision of it is spare even when you stare.
I just don't care about finding the bear's lair.
I want to find the square corner of the stair
to my cubic welfare.

The power of less is more
when you're ruling out that which is not the door
you hope to procure.

Where is the emblem of my safety?
It is not so close that it will chafe me.

Let me hear that which will be spoken
about the hope that my work won't be stolen by the shogun.

There have been times when leadership was good.
Executive authority put the body on track towards what could
be done for the should of what we could do if only we would.

There was an override for policies headed for destruction.
Profit was limited to legal means for production 
and construction.

Investment in employment
was used to cap spending for weapon deployment.

There was a context to balance the budget.
Responsibility produced integrity. Fate couldn't budge it.

Leadership has placed itself over the law.
Too much legislation seeks to exploit the flaw.

Greed has been put over power.
Authority is aimed to make dissent cower.

It overrides anything for any reason
without accountability for the season.

Profit from destruction has been made absolute
It is the route for the suit to loot.

The official story is propaganda.
It sells terror by memoranda.

War is not for winning.
The tale is told for the trill of spinning.

Exploitation is the name of the game.
People are sold by the flame of shame.
Facts are organized around profit for personal gain.
The reign in Spain stays mainly above the plain.

Banks support oil for the deployment of weapons.
Even the ozone is threatened as the essence of heaven.

Taking taxes by controlling government as a spoil of war
must seem easier than competition. It's the free market's back door.

Bow has become the wow
for now. Bow wow now!

Too tough.

Favor for the objective goodness of provision
is subjected to the greatest of derisions.

The need to feed need instead of greed
has become the commodity to seed with speed
so it doesn't recede. We must proceed
with the precision of the decision to lead.

Restoration will be achieved by faith.
Faith will make the tenacity of love our eighth wraith.
This wrath of wraith will make us great.

Love will spring up from the ground.
Justice will ring as our sound
all around.

Providence will increase its yield.
Grain will grow in the field.
Goodness will shine from inside.

Purpose will act as our guide
to make the path to liberty
the probability of prosperity 
for posterity with clarity
as our temerity.

Integrity in finding truth
will  define purpose for the voting booth.

Faith will restore us to power with integrity
to make equity the solidarity for our identity
in the density of necessity.

Peace is the reward for the faithful.
Happiness avoids pain and disdains the wasteful.

Have faith despite evidence to the contrary.

Knowledge in the library is a repository 
to overcome the adversarial adversity 
of the arbitrary.

Have faith.
Peace is the reward for the grateful wraith. ;) 

Psalm 85.8

8 Let me hear what God the Lord will speak,
   for he will speak peace to his people,
   to his faithful, to those who turn to him in their hearts.*

9 Surely his salvation is at hand for those who fear him,
   that his glory may dwell in our land.

10 Steadfast love and faithfulness will meet;
   righteousness and peace will kiss each other.

11 Faithfulness will spring up from the ground,
   and righteousness will look down from the sky.

12 The Lord will give what is good,
   and our land will yield its increase.

13 Righteousness will go before him,
   and will make a path for his steps.