Originally posted by @secondsonI am asking because you and I presumably have different definitions of "evil".
Are you asking that because you don't know the difference between good and evil?
Originally posted by @secondsonYou said: "'I've heard every song ten thousand times. It all sucks for me now anymore." And then you went on to say that the right spirituality for precludes affection for things on the earth. By "music" I mean songs. I am replying to your post.
Music? Did someone say music?
Are you trying to lure this discussion down a rabbit hole?
Originally posted by @secondsonSo, I'll ask again, is "things on earth" a term you use as a synonym for "evil"?
There's nothing to define. There is good, and there is evil.
You presumably have difficulty distinguishing between the two.
Originally posted by @secondsonThat's what I asked you in my first post addressed to you. "Things on earth" is a term you chose to use. I am asking you about it.
"Things" like what?
Originally posted by @secondsonYou talked about affection for things - like music (songs), "things on earth", right? - being "precluded" by the spirituality you referred to as "right".
That's debatable.
Originally posted by @suzianneIsn't it obvious?
"Carry On Wayward Son" is a rock song by the band Kansas, from the 1976 album Leftoverture. This song, along with "Dust in the Wind" were both written by Kerry Livgren and were arguably Kansas' highest charting songs ever.
Here are the lyrics:
[i]Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don' ...[text shortened]... ather than mere "searching".
What say you? Does this song resonate for you, and in what way?
What does a song about Dive have to do with anything?
Originally posted by @secondsonNot at all. I think you blurted out something ill-considered and are having difficulty standing by it.
You're having difficulty understanding what I'm talking about, right?
I prefer songs that I know what it is about.
Amish paradise anyone?
As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine
Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
I've churned butter once or twice
Living in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Living in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and I turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies agree, I really look good in black...fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
It's as primitive as can be
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice
Living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice
Living in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another
Think you're really righteous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlife
So don't be vain and don't be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might have to get medieval on your heinie
We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Living in an Amish paradise
Originally posted by @fmfActually, it's the blurting and I'll-considered things you say I'm having difficulty standing by.
Not at all. I think you blurted out something ill-considered and are having difficulty standing by it.
When someone keeps asking questions about the obvious, I begin to think they're hiding an agenda.
Go ahead, ask me what I mean.