Doctor Dahesh--the Prophet---on America

[_darricktevenson]

I Will Sing, by Doctor Dahesh (the miracle-working Prophet of Lebanon)



When the Daheshist Religion becomes firmly rooted

In the American Homeland—I will sing!



And when her branches reach out to embrace its States,

And imbue the bosoms of its people—I will sing!



And when she spreads in America, crossing the regions, covering the lands,

Outreaching the far-off places and abodes—I will sing!



And when her foundations becomes sturdy,

The sturdiness of proud mountains towering high—I will sing!



And when the Daheshist temples are edified,

And awesome spiritual orisons are uplifted from their midst—I will sing!



When the reed plays its pleas to the Creator of the Worlds,

Originator of the Galaxies, Maker of the Planets and the Nebula—I will sing!



And when the believers incense their faces with the sacred breath of their burning rumuz, with a fond movement of their hands and their hearts filled with devotion to God—I will sing!



Yes, I will sing like Prophet David sang kneeling before his Creator,

Thus how I will kneel down and sing!



And I will sing like the sister of Prophet Moses sang,

When Pharaoh and his armies drowned and the sons of Israel were saved—thus I will sing!



I will sing like the daughter of Jephthah the Gileatide,

Who triumphed in his war and returned victorious, alike her—I will sing!



And God will make me victorious, and the Daheshist Religion will spread throughout the entire regions of the earthly globe—then I will sing!



And I will be inebriated with the wine of the Daheshist victory,

And soar aloft with my soul to the divine paradises,

Then I will sing and sing!!

[_The Nehor]

Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up AND THAT'S AN INVITATION, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up TO MAKE A RESERVATION, roll up for the mystery tour.
The magical mystery tour is waiting to take you away,
Waiting to take you away.

Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up WE'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up SATISFACTION GUARANTEED, roll up for the mystery tour.
The magical mystery tour is hoping to take you away,
Hoping to take you away.

Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up AND THAT'S AN INVITATION, roll up for the mystery tour.
Roll up TO MAKE A RESERVATION, roll up for the mystery tour.
The magical mystery tour is coming to take you away,
Coming to take you away.
The magical mystery tour is dying to take you away,
Dying to take you away, take you away.

[_moksha]

Paul Simon--the song writer -- on America

So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America

"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "Be careful his bowtie is really a camera"

"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat"
"We smoked the last one an hour ago"
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America




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