Philip Spooner speech on gay marriage

listen, look, understand.

Istanbul Pride

crowds queens, emo teens, cops come out for pride :-) outrageous raucus we're confrontational diplomatic civil authority prancing chanting pride marching shouting pride Istiklal [means 'Freedom'] Avenue pride day queer folk, lesbians gay for pay, faeries, just folk me taking pictures

no backyard

two cartons of baby chicks no back yard: they'll live on the roof he says he plays kickball on the street sparrows starlings enjoy the summer summer in the city long arms and legs T-shirt and beachcombers

Tuna Sokak ~ Danube Street

full moon over Danube Street my cute neighbor wears his beachcombers full moon over Danube Street moonglow from all the satellite dishes full moon over Danube Street the soft murmur of air conditioners full moon over Danube Street moonwatching neighbors gossip full moon over Danube Street moonwatching reading my rosary full moon over Danube Street some bright stars and planets and street lights full moon over Danube Street a taxi picks up a neighbor all dressed up full moon over Danube Street the cat's complaints don't sound so romantic full moon over Danube Street teens in T-shirts don't seem to be going home full moon over Danube Street moonlight street lights midsummer night's full moon the call to morning prayer comes so early   i

The Silence of Two: spinning webs.

The Silence of Two: spinning webs.

i hope my friends will read this!

Fw: the body of Christ

dear family, brothers sister friends: this is my personal letter to warren celebration of the sanctity of life, of the sacredness of the human family, is a universal, actually hardwired in our beings, not exclusive property of nobody... let us all, atheist, humanist, and as the Quran says, any human anywhere, celebrate this divine ever new light of life love and being. isa --- On Sat, 12/27/08, isa wrote: From: isa Subject: the body of Christ To: info@saddleback.net Date: Saturday, December 27, 2008, 5:06 PM dear Saddleback.net and Mr. Warren and associates: You cannot read the plea and the prayers of Paul and not know: The body of Christ is not one community to the exclusion of the rest. Kenosis you know is not puffing up, but bending down. Kenosis is the antonym of dominion. Kenosis according to the Fathers of the "Church" is the proof of Jesus' ministry to the divine family, that Jesus put aside dominion and became a baby, the most powerless poorest most helpless possible. Making politics with God's mercy, denying it, demeans belittles denigrates God's majesty. We are NOT Christophobes. You do not have the right, the authority, the mission of taking on Christ's mantle: you can't make the claim which Jesus refused to claim by his own authority in obedience to the Father: called kenosis by the fathers of the church... Sorry, there is no such self appointed papal infallibility, neither in Rome, nor Alexandria, nor in Saddleback. When you claim for you yourself the authority of the Church, the body of Christ, you usurp God's mercy, and proclaim what Jesus in His lifetime refused to allow. No. The Christophobes are the ones who damn some of or any of those who turn to the Lord and wait on the Lord. Christophobes are the ones who damn anyone of any belief or "lifestyle" who serve in peace, who serve in mercy, who serve the cursed, the outcast, the centurion's slave, the fallen, the lost sheep, the goyim, the Samaritan, women with bloody discharge, the unclean. Serve the unclean, and you will be washed clean by their tears. That is Jesus's contract, cleansed of sectarianism. God's Son is us, all of us, as Jesus reminded his locuters. No. I don't hate you, but your bull shit until you clean it up makes the whole church smell. Arrogance always stinks of its father whom Jesus after 40 days of fasting ordered back under its rock, and simony is a mortal sin, unforgivable. Yes you win. Our Jesus didn't. Our Jesus refused to compete. Those who claim Jesus's mantle don't seek glory in the devil's house, but seek it among the outcast, downtrodden and despised: that is the mantle. Any other is wolves in sheep's clothing. The choice is yours, you know. People can't be fixed. God makes us, doesn't hate us, and asks us to serve him by showing his mercy, that mercy which knows no boundary. Choose. As God warns in Deuteronomy, you don't need no engraved invitation, this Word is written in your human heart. It's there to light the darkness. Those that reject that light burn in it anyway. Let yourself burn. That is God's mercy. Let that love shine, and no darkness can dim it. from one fagot in god's barbecue to another, let us celebrate the sanctity of all newborn children and all their mothers and all their fathers, all god's special gifts, without whom god's universe is incomplete. Let us celebrate the sacredness of all families. merry and happy and holy feast of the incarnation of god's divine mercy in the human heart, the new light in the new year. isa fakir "If not now, when?" "if I am not for me, who is. if I am just for me, what am I" isa kocher http://www.tiwiguide.com/

let us celebrate the sanctity of life

let us celebrate the sanctity of life

peace, joy, blessings, love, and prayers

relight the beacon, renew the hope, reawaken the faith, restore the promise, return to the light, be born again: we are the chosen people, the Heavenly Kingdom, the New Jerusalem, the sacred community of the ordained, beings of light, friends and family, the New Republic. Let us shine. Let our new light wash away the darkness.

we all, each and every one of us,
are that special unique sacred gift,
without which creation can not be complete

bright ice cold
winter morning
market day, isa’s birthday

new fire old coals
in the old stove
new year

December 25, 2008, Winter Solstice Journal






This year I celebrated Thanksgiving with a prayers service after Friday prayer, with a memorial service for my parents and supplicatory prayers for the new American government.

The traditional Turkish idiom for rain is "god’s mercy ." Thanksgiving isn’t celebrated. The two great holidays in the Islamic year are the Ramazan Holiday and the Feastday of Haj. For Thanksgiving Day, after the memorial prayers, there was a meal together, at a small local zawiya, corner meeting for Sufis, which was catered by the young dervishes living there studying.

all morning in the kitchen
cooking chicken and mutton
keeps us warm

cold noontime sun
stretches out the shadows
call for Friday prayers

suras chanted for my mother
old men in overcoats
join the meal, and students

According to certain traditional signs and teachings, some people are saints and wait for us in heaven. Dreams where someone sees Mohammed[saws] for example are guaranteed to be inspired. Believers who die in faith past the age of 90 are blessed. My mother Rosi was 97. She assured us she returned to her Walti who was waiting for her in heaven.

last prayers
in the cold night air
streets empty

cold night air
stoves smell of coal
lights behind curtains

two days without water
unwashed pots and dishes
left over bones for soup.

tomorrow
first of the month of Hajj
got to shop for a new stove

bright orange pumpkin
hot soup with spices?
or pumpkin soufflé gateau

• thunderstorms threaten
• winter
• waiting for my son's call
• 
  
• thunderstorms threaten
• winter
• i hate talking to my bank
• 
  
• thunderstorms threaten
• winter
• no city water all day today
• 
  
• thunderstorms threaten
• winter
• tomorrow's not thanksgiving in turkey
• thunderstorms threaten
• winter
• god's electrifying mercy

.
sun’s shortest day
*Rumi’s night of light
all day all night rain


*shebi aruz
Konya deep in snow
dervishes deep in remembrance


hazretti pir mevlana jelaluddin rumi’s wedding night,
winter solstice,
night weds the light




*isa's birthday dawns
cold, freezing wet
neighbors get to work

isa's birthday
Thursday's market day
shoppers all bundled up

*"isa" is probably the most common spelling outside Western Europe of Yeshua/Joshua/Jesus. in arabic 3ain.yau.sin.yau. it gets transliterated in latin letters to i.s.a and it means something like word avatar, "god saves/defends/keeps safe", a kind of prayer, or war cry. Noel is not a holiday most places.
*hazretti mevlana jelaluddin mohammed rumi *”shebi aruz”: means “wedding night”, mevlana’s wedding night, the night he returned to heaven




bright ice cold
winter morning
market day, isa’s birthday



silent night
god's mercy
blankets the city in white


silent night
the city sleeps
under a white blanket


silent night
little Franklin stove
keeps out the cold


in silence
falling snow
reflects the street lights


isa's birthday dawns
cold, freezing wet neighbors get to work




winter
morning
cold
relighting the stove
with last night's coals.




new fire old coals
in the old stove
new year