The Kingdom Of Eternal Forgiveness
Melon Cave
TRY AGAIN ... mediatate on ... seek ye first the KINGDOM of heaven ... imagine contemplating an eternity of the source of all love and perpetual forgiveness ... a love supreme exemplified by God sending his ONLY Son and Jesus's death, descent in Hell and then victorious return from all evil, to give US the example of Resurrection and continuous creation ... try again to imagine the most ideal, most perfect state of LOVE. TRY AGAIN! The Creator entering creation ... the Creator of Time actually entering the time-constrained facet of physical reality to spend time with us and then descend and...
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The Invisible Kingdom
Melon Cave
Different thoughts that arise out of the contemplation of what the "Kingdom of God" is/might be that Jesus mentions in . The Lord's Kingdom is clearly a spiritual REALITY, but is also clearly something that is well beyond the bounds of physical Reality or at least physical, material reality that we humans can understand. In your lyric attempt to provoke listeners to stretch, to contemplate, to go beyond the material world to seek something so perfect, so filled with LOVE, so full of mercy, so defined by forgiveness, redemption and peace that we cannot prove it with anything from human...
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Social Isolation: Stress, Cognition, and Connection
Melon Cave
This podcast is based on a document that I am in the process of compiling If you want to know something about FUTURE topics, then you can look at my post on other practical applied cognitive nueroscience topics that I will dive more deeply into in the future ... practical applied cognitive nueroscience is really not about adding things, it's all going to be about REMOVING the bad habits of being myself ... it's all going to be about CAVING IN the MELONS of my personal demons. Background on Social Isolation: Stress, Cognition, and Connection Social interaction is a fundamental human...
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Creator’s Love's Calling You
Melon Cave
Cool cats and kittens, dig this scene, Idols all around, but what do they mean? Chrome-plated dreams, tailfins so high, Chasing the dollar, reaching for the sky. But in the quiet, when the neon’s dim, Do we hear the whisper, “Is it all for Him?” We stumble, we fall, in this idol game, But grace whispers soft, “You’re not to blame.” For in the mirror, if we dare to see, The idol’s reflection might just be me. John Five-Twenty-One, a warning so clear, “Little children, keep idols not near.” Exodus Twenty, verse three, don’t you see? “No other gods before Me,”...
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Why Transcending Ego Matters
Melon Cave
Across cultural contexts, and down through history, throughout the millennia of the most revered classical and sacred texts, the wisest of the wise in all cultures have recognized the essential need for humans to first transcend ego before being able to actually begin to attain anything, ie before we can go anywhere, we must first get out of our own way. Thus, we have seen a universal human search for ego transcendence that continues to this moment on the scientific perspectives on neuroplasticity and cognitive awareness of ego-dissolution states. Implications of the J-0-Y...
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What Stands In the Way Becomes The Way
Melon Cave
Inspired by ... we must no longer be conformed to the world ... which is also what drives our concept of Transformative Discipleship Technology. Our intention is to blend Christian spirituality with cognitive neuroscience to break the bad habits of being ourselves. You can’t renew your mind by being a spectator, watch, wishing, desiring to be of the world. In order to become a transformative disciple of Christ, you must first transform yourself. You are the prison that is keep you from what your Creator intended you to become … break out of your self-imposed walls. *[finger snaps, bass...
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If we can see further, it is because we always stand squarely on the shoulders of another duck.
Melon Cave
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Glory to Glory
Melon Cave
Inspired by : "Be transformed into the same image from glory to glory." *Snap fingers slowly, bass walks four-four, saxophone stretches long notes behind the words* Dig this, cats— We're captive mirrors in this cosmic pad, Reflecting fragments of the divine light. Not the whole scene, man, just Glimpses through smoke and synapse fire. Glory to glory, riff by riff, The Holy Hepcat reworks our circuits, Rewires the neural jazz we've been playing since birth. Those old demon cats? We ain't jamming with that scene no more. Those pathways—burned out, Dead-end streets where fear peddles...
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Jesus Is First, J-O-Y, not Y!
Melon Cave
Inspired by Luke 14:27 ... entitled "Jesus is First" ... which is about the discipline of Christian discipleship of denying one's self, submitting that self to Jesus and the Creator's will *[sparse modal piano intro, contemplative bass notes]* Man, I'm standing outside these prison walls Concrete and razor wire -- but real cage is me— That old self crying out: "Me first! Me first!" But the Man from Galilee laid it down straight: *[finger snaps, cymbal brush]* "If you ain't ready to deny yourself, To shoulder your cross daily and follow my path, Then split ... cat—you are not my disciple."...
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The Discipline of Becoming
Melon Cave
Inspired by and harnessing neuroplasticity through disciplined practice to rewire our brain and transform our character. *[sparse jazz piano notes, modal progression]* Dig it, man— The old self like a threadbare coat, Worn out with bad habits and old roads. These pathways in my brain—concrete-hard From the repetition of yesterday's mistakes. *[finger snaps, bass note]* The square world says, "That's just how you are," But the Book says, "Put off... put on..." And the mad scientists with their neuroplasticity Are finally catching up to ancient wisdom. The mind rewires...
info_outlineMan, I'm telling you about a kingdom
Not built with brick, not bought with bread
Not seen with eyes, not found in maps
But real like midnight jazz is real
*[bass begins walking pattern]*
Seek first, the Nazarene said
This thing beyond the fingertips of emperors
This realm that flowers in the cracks
Between what is and what could be
*[piano enters with sparse, modal chords]*
Squares look for kingdoms in tanks and banks
In Pentagon plans and Madison Avenue promises
But this kingdom, this crazy kingdom
It slips through the fingers of the mighty
*[tenor saxophone plays long, searching notes]*
The suit-and-tie boys won't find it
The cats with gold cufflinks can't buy it
It's not waiting after your funeral, man
It's breathing right now between your thoughts
*[drums enter with brushes, gentle]*
A kingdom where mercy outlasts memory
Where enemies break bread at midnight
Where the last cat in line goes first
And the fallen walk without shame
*[saxophone builds intensity]*
I've seen it flash like summer lightning
When a junkie shares his last dime
When the condemned man forgives his hangman
When love speaks louder than fear
*[piano becomes more insistent]*
It's a parallel universe, daddy-o
Running alongside our concrete nightmare
More solid than steel but invisible
More powerful than bombs but silent as prayer
*[all instruments build]*
This kingdom is now, this kingdom is here
But seen only by those who've stopped looking
For what the world calls real
And started seeing with different eyes
*[climax of instruments]*
So dig it—seek this kingdom first
Not with telescopes but with tears
Not with formulas but with faith
Not with power but with open palms
*[instruments fade to solo piano]*
The kingdom is
The moment between notes
The breath between words
The space between heartbeats
Where everything that matters
Lives
*[final piano chord fades to silence]*