In the third column, the third box down isn't the word "eternally" rather than "externally?

Randy

On Jul 3, 2017, at 6:45 AM, Ken Fisher via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:

Sounds like fun.

Ken

On Jul 3, 2017, at 7:07 AM, James Wiegel via OE <oe@lists.wedgeblade.net> wrote:

Remember the Contemplation song? Here's the deal . . . We get 16 or more (or fewer) of us to video record ourselves singing the song, and then compile it and put it on the ICA Research Channel on YouTube. Who is in?

CONTEMPLATION

Tune: Those Were the Days

When in the midst of strife

The other strikes my life

And that encounter

Will not let me flee

It’s then I honor him

Though he be foe or friend

And I become the

All that is not me.

And in my past I find

The fatefulness of time

But then a transfor-

mation comes to me

I then begin my poem

In mystery alone

And I am Adam

In all History

And the Not-yet I see

Is cut from under me

So fast it comes as

Possibility

Then my reality

Is change externally

And I become the

All of yet to be

And deep within I see

The fact that I just be

And unrepeatably

This one this self

Free passion then I live

My depthless life I give

I find that I be

Being in myself.

Jim Wiegel

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CONTEMPLATION Tune: Those Were the Days
When in the midst of strife The other strikes my life And that encounter Will not let me flee It’s then I honor him Though he be foe or friend And I become the All that is not me.	And in my past I find The fatefulness of time But then a transfor- mation comes to me I then begin my poem In mystery alone And I am Adam In all History	And the Not-yet I see Is cut from under me So fast it comes as Possibility Then my reality Is change externally And I become the All of yet to be	And deep within I see The fact that I just be And unrepeatably This one this self Free passion then I live My depthless life I give I find that I be Being in myself.