Amma's blog: "I Am"

Lyrics by Korn - SHOOTS AND LADDERS; added cognitions by me:

Ring around the rosies (my Rosy was an 80+ woman who took a shine to my 12 year old self and gave me the gift of her treasured songs.)

Pocket full of poesies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down Ring around the rosies Pocket full of poesies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down (the red rose of memory needs to be given to all by those who have experienced war, poverty, torture, racism, ageism, sexism - all the schism isms - so we do not all fall down in ashes by reinventing the wheel of times gone by.)

Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head Into my childhood they're spoon fed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil One, two, buckle my shoe Three, four, shut the door Five, six, pick up sticks Seven, eight, lay them straight London bridge's falling down, falling down, falling down London bridge's falling down, my fair lady Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head Into my childhood they're spoon fed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil (Little Red Riding Hood was not about a beautiful natural creature who howls to the pack for comfort and wants to eat little girls, it was about the need for order and proper paths and perhaps to instill a little fear into those who chose the one less traveled - the better to keep things as they are known. The unknown is reviled by some, feared by many, embraced by few - yet leads to miracles at times.)

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone, This old man came rollin' home. Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone, This old man came rollin' home. Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone, This old man came rollin' home. Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone, This old man came rollin' home. Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone, This old man came rollin' home. Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone, This old man came-

Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! (Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?) Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! (Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full) Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow! Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! (Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?) Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow! (Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full) Mary had a little lamb! (Three bags full!). (((((WE NEED EACH OTHER.)))))

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a -

Rage Against The Machine: Rally Round The Family With A Pocket Full Of Shells (I heard this lyric and immediately thought of cockle shells and the sweet nursery rhyme that contains it - really its about the daughter of King Henry VIII, who broke with the Roman church because they would not allow his divorce and formed the Protestant church - his daughter became a staunch Catholic Queen - Mary Tudor - and the heads did roll in an ongoing slaughter fest between C.O.G.s - Children Of God, yet with different rituals. I doubt this pleases God at all - but it surely does appeal to the monkey brains of some.)

Mary, Mary quite contrary

How does your garden grow

With silver bells, and cockle shells

And pretty maids all in a row.

...Imagine with the mind of John Lennon - a brotherhood of man, imagine all the people sharing all the world, you might say I am a dreamer, but I am NOT the only one, I hope some day you will join us, and the world can live as one. (The only thing is - I think that there can be tolerance for the rituals of and cultures of others - and great riches to be gained in learning the meanings and history of it all. One world, which is all we have, but filled with a beautiful tapestry of different tastes, sounds, textures, sights, smells, and things as yet unknown, but there. Do not worry, be happy...