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Seasonal Disco: Glad Tidings

BONEY M live at Kremlin:
M E R R Y  C H R I S T M A S  !

The ONLY reasonable conclusion: Russian Collusion

Oh my Lord / You sent your son to save us
Oh my Lord / Your very self you gave us
Oh my Lord / That sin may not enslave us
And love may reign once more…
Oh my Lord / when in the crib they found him
Oh my Lord / A golden halo crowned him
Oh my Lord / They gathered all around him / To see him and adore… 
Oh my Lord / with the child’s adoration
Oh my Lord / there came great jubilation
Oh my Lord/ and full of admiration,
they realized what they had (until the sun falls from the sky)
Oh my Lord (oh praise the Lord) They had begun to doubt you
Oh my Lord (He is the truth forever) What did they know about you
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) but they were lost without you
They needed you so bad (His light is shining on us all)
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) with the child’s adoration
Oh my Lord (he is a personation) there came great jubilation
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) and full of admiration,
they realized what they had (until the sun falls from the sky)
Oh my Lord (oh praise the Lord) you sent your son to save us
Oh my Lord (this day will live forever) Your very self you gave us
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord) that sin may not enslave us
And love may reign once more…

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But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost:
In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds
of them which believe not,
lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ,
who is the image of God, should shine unto them.

 For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord;
and ourselves your servants for Jesus’ sake.

 For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness,
hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge
of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

II Corinthians 4:3-6  [KJV]

Obliterated Upon Impact

Dedicated to the Voice of Empyrean Epiphanies, the Queen of Spades and the Mother of Kushite Soul-Mamas, who placed the black box here after it was taken from the depths where the wreckage of the plane was found by sonar in the Indian Ocean near the ruins of the ancient submerged city.

retrieved from the wreckage / the box reveals the final seconds / descent into panic / end of the line of flight / true disco / the call of the empty air / an unknown diva singing out her heartache / pastoral idylls in smoking ruins / the once-green Sahara / the herdsmen’s piping to the vanished flocks / it’s all there in the black box / the pilot’s final glimpse / earth rising / the ultimate kiss of terra firma / semiotext(e) / disco-bolo / temporary autonomous zones / islands of intensity / siren song of the eternal queen / spades & clubs / vistas of urban sadness seen in passing from  a car window / something lost, found, and lost again forever in the early 1990’s / woe to those who hear too much in a cheap dance tune…

BTW, the actual singer is MARTHA WASH

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