What would Biblical prophets speak about today? A project for Biblical Studies II, Eden Theological Seminary, Dr. J. Clinton McCann
Showing posts with label environment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label environment. Show all posts
Thursday, April 16, 2015
I am the Soil, and I am alive.
Another brilliant film by Conservation International. Edward Norton is the soil. Turning to dust.
The Ocean is Speaking
A punch to the gut from the Ocean, the Source. Courtesy of Conservation International.
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
The Redwood Is Speaking, and Joni Mitchell warned us.
What would a redwood's perspective be, given its life span?
Joni Mitchell warned us 45 years ago about what we were doing.
Big Yellow Taxi
Joni Mitchell
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot SPOT
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
Then they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go,
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But LEAVE me the birds and the bees
Please!
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Come and took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
I said
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Joni Mitchell warned us 45 years ago about what we were doing.
Big Yellow Taxi
Joni Mitchell
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot SPOT
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
Then they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go,
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Hey farmer, farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But LEAVE me the birds and the bees
Please!
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Come and took away my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
I said
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got ‘til it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Mother Nature is Speaking
"One way or the other, your actions will determine your fate. Not mine. I am nature. I will go on. I am prepared to evolve. Are you?"
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Marching Against Monsanto- "Hummingbird"- The Both
I got a message from the Hummingbird....
Hummingbird
Ted Leo and Aimee Mann
Hummingbird
Ted Leo and Aimee Mann
In the woods we lit a fire
And we watched a wary deer walk by
The trees were restless,
moving underbrush
And clouds were banking in the sky
And we watched a wary deer walk by
The trees were restless,
moving underbrush
And clouds were banking in the sky
But I got a message from the hummingbird
He gave me a warning in disguise
He told me they're marching on Monsanto
But the same monolithic structures rise
He gave me a warning in disguise
He told me they're marching on Monsanto
But the same monolithic structures rise
In the garden we sat writing
To the rush of highway noise beside
Lonesome bees ignored the sirens
While remembering their dancing guide
To the rush of highway noise beside
Lonesome bees ignored the sirens
While remembering their dancing guide
But I got a message from the hummingbird
He gave me a warning in disguise
He told me they're marching on the Capitol
With wings at their back
and fear in their eyes
He gave me a warning in disguise
He told me they're marching on the Capitol
With wings at their back
and fear in their eyes
There's sage and glove and distant waters
But there's no map home
for Memory's daughters
Do the darting thoughts of gods have
dreams like ours?
But there's no map home
for Memory's daughters
Do the darting thoughts of gods have
dreams like ours?
On the tarmac rows of pirouetting
Jets wait gravely in their lanes
While from our windows, getting higher
We see hybrids wandering the plains
Jets wait gravely in their lanes
While from our windows, getting higher
We see hybrids wandering the plains
And I got a message from the hummingbird
He gave me a warning in disguise
He told me they're barking at their shadows
While the same monolithic structures rise
He gave me a warning in disguise
He told me they're barking at their shadows
While the same monolithic structures rise
I got a message from the hummingbird
Saturday, March 28, 2015
California Drought, 2014-2015
California, a state built on stolen water, as detailed in the book Cadillac Desert, has about one year of water left. Here is what Lake McClure, which is a reservoir in California, looks like right now.
Friday, March 27, 2015
One round heart, One round home- "Apocalypse Lullaby" by the Wailin' Jennys
Hurricanes will come...
Apocalypse Lullaby
Annabelle Chvostek
Apocalypse Lullaby
Annabelle Chvostek
Hurricanes will come
Earthquakes break the walls
Oceans rise
Empires fall
Earthquakes break the walls
Oceans rise
Empires fall
Enter world, light unshown
Follow heart, follow home
Here we are, light unshown
One round heart, one round home
Follow heart, follow home
Here we are, light unshown
One round heart, one round home
Spin the speed of light
Tetrahedron blue
One last paradise
You can make for you
Tetrahedron blue
One last paradise
You can make for you
Enter world, light unshown
Follow heart, follow home
Here we are, light unshown
One round heart, one round home
Follow heart, follow home
Here we are, light unshown
One round heart, one round home
Faster than a ship
Further than bomb
See the glowing grid
Send love throughout the throng
Further than bomb
See the glowing grid
Send love throughout the throng
Enter world, light unshown
Follow heart, follow home
Here we are, light unshown
One round heart, one round home
Follow heart, follow home
Here we are, light unshown
One round heart, one round home
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Global Warming Effects Map
From the National Geographic:
And here is a NASA video:
If All of Earth's Ice Melted:
Here is a link to an interactive map about global warming: Global Warming Map
And here is a NASA video:
If All of Earth's Ice Melted:
Here is a link to an interactive map about global warming: Global Warming Map
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Life Before the Spill- "The Gulf of Mexico" by Steve Earle
Stepping out on the drilling floor to earn a roughneck's pay....
The Gulf Of Mexico
Steve Earle
Come and gather 'round me people
And a tale to you I'll tell
Of my father and his father
In the days before the spill
With an endless sky above 'em
And a restless sea below
And every blessin' flowing from the Gulf of Mexico
From my Granddad with the shrimp boats
From the time that he was grown
And he scrimped and saved and bought himself
A trawler of his own
He was rough and he was ready
And he drank when he was home
And he made his family's living on the Gulf of Mexico
We were rolling
We were rolling
Past the deep blue water
He was rolling
Well my Daddy drove a crew boat
Hauling workers to the rigs
He was sick of mending nets
And couldn't stand the smell of fish
He drew a steady paycheck
20 years at Texico
When he died they spread his ashes
On the Gulf of Mexico
We were rolling
We were rolling
Past the deep green water
He was rolling
As for me, I think of nothing
Any grander than the day
That I stepped out on the drillin' floor
To earn a roughneck's pay
Then one night I swear I saw the devil
Crawlin' from the hole
And he spilled the guts of hell out in the Gulf of Mexico
We were rolling
We were rolling
'Cross the blood red water
We were rolling
The Gulf Of Mexico
Steve Earle
Come and gather 'round me people
And a tale to you I'll tell
Of my father and his father
In the days before the spill
With an endless sky above 'em
And a restless sea below
And every blessin' flowing from the Gulf of Mexico
From my Granddad with the shrimp boats
From the time that he was grown
And he scrimped and saved and bought himself
A trawler of his own
He was rough and he was ready
And he drank when he was home
And he made his family's living on the Gulf of Mexico
We were rolling
We were rolling
Past the deep blue water
He was rolling
Well my Daddy drove a crew boat
Hauling workers to the rigs
He was sick of mending nets
And couldn't stand the smell of fish
He drew a steady paycheck
20 years at Texico
When he died they spread his ashes
On the Gulf of Mexico
We were rolling
We were rolling
Past the deep green water
He was rolling
As for me, I think of nothing
Any grander than the day
That I stepped out on the drillin' floor
To earn a roughneck's pay
Then one night I swear I saw the devil
Crawlin' from the hole
And he spilled the guts of hell out in the Gulf of Mexico
We were rolling
We were rolling
'Cross the blood red water
We were rolling
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