Annual Spring Bible Forum

This year’s topic:

LESSONS FROM THE

BOOK OF REVELATION

Speaker: Joe Works of Fairlawn NJ

June 11^th, 12^th, and 13^th

Friday & Saturday: 7:30 pm

Sunday: 9:30&10:30 am, & 5:00 pm

presented by

the Gettysburg Church of Christ

No admission fees, and no solicitation of funds

Q&A to follow the Fri. and Sat. evening lectures

For further info, call 334-2217 or 677-8882

The Gods of the Copybook Headings

~Rudyard Kipling, 1919

As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race,
I Make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market-Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.

We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.

We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market-Place.
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.

With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings.
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.

When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Heading said: "Stick to the Devil you know."

On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "The Wages of Sin is Death."

In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "If you don't work you die."

Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew,
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four --
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.

* * * * *

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man --
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began --
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire --
And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

New Rifle

So I'm getting ready to purchase a new rifle.  I'm set on going with a Uberti.  They make some real high quality replicas of the old school cowboy rifles, so I'm going to stick with them over Henry.
I'm set on getting a short barrel, aka a carbine, 18-19.5 inches.
I am also going for a full octagonal barrel.
The 45 Long Colt is the caliber I'm going to take.
I'm a fan of the Brass receiver, so I won't compromise on that either.
All of these rifles are between 18-20 inches, so they hold 10+1 rounds of 45 Colt.
There are 3 rifles that I'm torn on currently, so people help me out.  Lnx below.


1860 Henry

This is the first lever action repeating rifle.  The smooth brass looks snazzy, and it weights a little less than the other rifles.  It is actually the most expensive, at  $1329

1866 Yellowboy

This rifle is an advancement on the 1860.  It is loaded from the side as opposed to the bottom, which makes reloading much faster.  Also, there is a wooden fore-end, which not only looks nice, but protects your hands from heat after sustained fire.  $1079

Colt Lightning

This baby is the fastest repeating rifle of its era.  It's pump action, just like shotguns.  Crazy, huh?  I do like the "Case Hardened" receiver, which is more tactical when compared to brass, since it isn't reflective.  "Nothings faster than lightning."  $1179

Bruce Lee Kick

I'm not sure words can describe the Fear that encompasses my body after witnessing this video.

This is a man that you would never want to mess with.

Nature's Serenity

I came across some music on Pandora from Tim Janis [Pandora] .
"Believing that music can be more than entertainment, the composer began his Music with a Mission project, with the purpose of encouraging understanding and cognizance between different people and cultures. "
His music is pretty good, and very relaxing.  I really like his album art.  I posted all the good ones below, that seem to fit with his theme of the beauty and peace of nature.
Sometimes I fear that at man's current rate of progress, we may one day rape earth of its natural beauty.

I absolutely love theses reflection pix.  

There's nothing for me to say, that you inevitably won't see yourself, after but a mere glimpse at this scene.

I like how there is rapids right here by this house.  What a sweet place that would be to live.

This one is incredible. A misting waterfall above, and a gentle rolling stream below. 

Conifers creep up the rock face, while deciduous trees line the water.

I like how the trees at the base of the lake resemble the mountain in the background. 

Polar opposites attract.

Really neat pic of autumn at its best. That hue of orange is incredible.

Notice the green grass beneath the leaves on the ground.

What little bit of green is left on the tree's leaves tries to forgo its inescapable turn.

I really like this pic a lot. Fog rols in from the left, creeping up the hill to the right.

A small flock of trees opposite of a budding meadow of yellow and white.

The reflection is incredible here. Clearly a sunrise or early shot. 

This pic must be pretty high up in the mountains.