On to some more crib notes for my new lyrics to the Zep's Houses of the Holy. If you're like me, you're thinking Robert Plant wrote them when he was on something. But hey, the lyrics make sense in a cool kind of way. So do mine, if you don't think about it too hard. If there's anything I hate, it's talking about the meaning of a poem or story. However, a little background might provide useful information. It might not. Again, Led Zeppelin's lyrics to Houses of the Holy are below, followed by some crib notes to Part II. (Recall in the first part, Michael the Archangel readies to vanquish the hosts of Lucifer, former shining star of God. Part I: Sending his brother away)
In this next chapter, Michael must again banish someone from somewhere. This time: Adam and Eve from the Garden of Eve. I got this picture in my head from listening to:
There's an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold
Let me wander in your garden.
a few too many times too many. Seems that someone is always being
banished for something, this time, our progenitors for eating of the fruit of
the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. I don’t like it that the woman gets
blamed, since curiosity is a good thing for progress. If you consider what has
really picked the world out of poverty, disease, famine, and the dark ages,
it’s science (not religion), and the curious scientists that move the world.
Nice that the Church put Galileo on house arrest or Leonardo DaVinci had to
sneak to the morgue to dissect a human body. All condemned by Religigos
(pronounced Reli-jigos, like “Gigolos”) who enjoy the benefits of Scientistas
(you heard it here first, along with Religigos) conveniently forgetting to
apologize for persecuting the curious scientists for being curious.
So, the end of Eden is Paradise lost as Adam and Eve are waiting
for Michael to banquish (a combo of “banish” and “vanquish”, my goal is to
create the most new American words of any person ever!) them for eating of the
fruit of the Forbidden Tree of Knowledge (of Good and Evil). Don’t ask me why
they’re waiting
There they wait with bags
that match,
but Michael is a-coming.
Soon, we get to the famous scene where sword aloft and blazing,
Michael drives the two East of Eden, another picture that has since cast the
West as Good and the East as bad. (I’m glad I live in the Western hemisphere.)
It’s a little overkill, I think, to light up his sword. It’s not as if Adam and
Eve couldn’t be pushed out without a blazing sword. That’s where I got the:
Behind them Mike’s toy licks up hail
it’s really just for showing off.
He really likes to wow
the females
Eve and Adam have their bags packed, waiting beside their nude
bodies between two trees, the second tree being the Tree of Life. And here’s
where I agree that Eve should be blamed: why did she eat from the Tree of
Knowledge of Good and Evil first? If it were me, I would have eaten of the Tree
of Life first. Now being immortal, does it matter if I know everything? Then,
at leisure, I could decide the benefits and costs of eating from the Tree of
Knowledge of Good and Evil. (Some might counter that God would give humankind
pain and that living forever would be a literal pain in the butt and other
places.)
For if one lives long enough, one can learn a whole lot and not
have to eat from the Forbidden Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.
Who needs it?
And yes, I listened to the song the ENTIRE time I was writing the each chapter, which means that I listened to the song a lot!
Remember to read while you are listening to Led Zeppelin's song Houses of the Holy. The beat will make the story that much more fun and readable.
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Led Zeppelin's Houses of the Holy
Let me take you to the movies. Can I take you to the show
Let me take you to the movies. Can I take you to the show
Let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow
From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go
From the door comes Satan's daughter, and it only goes to show. You know.
There's an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold
Let me wander in your garden. And the seeds of love I'll sow. You know.
So the world is spinning faster. Are you dizzy when you're stoned?
Let the music be your master. Will you heed the master's call
Oh... Satan and man.
Said there ain't no use in crying. Cause it will only, only drive you mad
Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had? Oh-oh
So let me take you, take you to the movie. Can I take you, baby, to the show.
Why don't you let me be yours ever truly. Can I make your garden grow
You know.
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Part II : Casting out of the Garden of Eden, Wishing he could go too
Again, Michael must banish someone from somewhere. This time: Adam and Eve from the Garden of Eve. I got this picture in my head from listening to:
There's an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold
Let me wander in your garden.
a few too many times too many. Seems that someone is always being banished for something, this time, our progenitors for eating of the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. I don’t like it that the woman gets blamed, since curiosity is a good thing for progress. If you consider what has really picked the world out of poverty, disease, famine, and the dark ages, it’s science (not religion), and the curious scientists that move the world. Nice that the Church put Galileo on house arrest or Leonardo DaVinci had to sneak to the morgue to dissect a human body. All condemned by Religigos (pronounced Reli-jigos, like “Gigolos”) who enjoy the benefits of Scientistas (you heard it here first, along with Religigos) conveniently forgetting to apologize for persecuting the curious scientists for being curious.
So, the end of Eden is Paradise lost as Adam and Eve are waiting for Michael to banquish (a combo of “banish” and “vanquish”, my goal is to create the most new American words of any person ever!) them for eating of the fruit of the Forbidden Tree of Knowledge (of Good and Evil). Don’t ask me why they’re waiting
There they wait with bags that match,
but Michael is a-coming.
Soon, we get to the famous scene where sword aloft and blazing, Michael drives the two East of Eden, another picture that has since cast the West as Good and the East as bad. (I’m glad I live in the Western hemisphere.) It’s a little overkill, I think, to light up his sword. It’s not as if Adam and Eve couldn’t be pushed out without a blazing sword. That’s where I got the:
Behind them Mike’s toy licks up hail
it’s really just for showing off.
He really likes to wow the females
Eve and Adam have their bags packed, waiting beside their nude bodies between two trees, the second tree being the Tree of Life. And here’s where I agree that Eve should be blamed: why did she eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil first? If it were me, I would have eaten of the Tree of Life first. Now being immortal, does it matter if I know everything? Then, at leisure, I could decide the benefits and costs of eating from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. (Some might counter that God would give humankind pain and that living forever would be a literal pain in the butt and other places.)
For if one lives long enough, one can learn a whole lot and not have to eat from the Forbidden Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. Who needs it?
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As for Michael, he continues his bland ways:
In the distance, hear the thunder
and a complacent kind of humming.
And:
He looks clinically at the two that stand
but one a bit more than the other
Who knows? Maybe Archangel Michael will be able to feel one of these days? Catch the next installment if you want to find out!
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Part II: Casting out of the Garden of Eden, Wishing he could go too
Uh, oh. Here’s Mike to rip asunder.
Eden’s ending with his coming.
In the distance, hear the thunder
and a complacent kind of humming.
He steps lightly, feathers taut
senses alert like a wide-eyed bug
going into an invisible knot
sees nothing--continues with a shrug.
There they wait with bags that match
‘tween the two trees that let them know:
There are things beyond their green patch
that their paradise would not show.
You know.
He looks clinically at the two that stand
but one a bit more than the other
then peers at the lines of the man
places his hand upon his brother
You know.
The man’s look comes from seeing things
that he wasn’t meant to see.
Alas, now does those things that bring
blights of that accursed tree.
Oh – oh.
Cause it’s easier to blame the fruit
or even the serpent’s tongue
frankly all of it is moot
the promises his woman sung
Oh – oh-oh. . .
At last, grudging Mike must glance
at the female looking beyond.
It seems she prefers her chance
and looks forward to the dawn.
Behind them Mike’s toy licks up hail
it’s really just for showing off.
He really likes to wow the females
with his aching sword aloft.
You know.
At the edge, Mike rests his arm
and stands just to the inside.
She turns and he sees with alarm
the gleaming eyes of a bride
Oh-oh, Satan and Man.
Mike didn’t know but he would face
those gleaming eyes again.
Inscrutable in time or place
When he’d be ready to begin.
But for now Mike returns alone
to quiet houses of the holy.
Where only the mighty like he are prone
to stare out longingly at the lowly.
Oh – oh – oh.
The lowly were a-walking
Dragging feet and stepping toes, then
One says a prayer and hand crossing
the other just says an amen.
Oh-oh, Man and Satan.
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