@ Botjes; voor veel ex-gelovigen is atheist zijn niet zo natuurlijk als voor jou wellicht. Ik moet er nog steeds aan wennen iig.
Nou een nummer wat niet perse atheistisch is maar wat veel voor me betekend op dit moment is.
Muse - Sing for absolution.
http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=ZS-oDKUvDTo
Het gaat over de onontkomelijke vergankelijkheid van het leven (denk ik). Ik heb nog steeds wel moeite met het idee dat ik ooit zal ophouden met bestaan.
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Laatst gewijzigd door Marinus op 07 nov 2007 15:42, 2 keer totaal gewijzigd.
Jonathan Rauch: (apatheism is) "a disinclination to care all that much about one's own religion and even a stronger disinclination to care about other people's"
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"Jesus He knows me" van Genesis vind ik een mooi nummer dat niet mag ontbreken. Ook de videoclip is geweldig. Een heel mooie parodie op evangelistische christenen.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTrYE4a1BmE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTrYE4a1BmE
Misschien dat sommigen hier inspiratie kunnen opdoen:
http://www.freethinker.nl/forum/viewtopic.php?t=636
http://www.freethinker.nl/forum/viewtopic.php?t=636
Wat het probleem is met religie? De mens. Voor elke heilige lopen er 2 miljoen zondaars rond - Raymond Reddington
"Sing For Absolution" by Muse
lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful
tiptoe to your room
a starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
and you never knew
sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace
there's nowhere left to hide
in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside
and will never die
lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful
sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace
sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace
our wrongs remain unrectified
and our souls won't be exhumed
lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful
tiptoe to your room
a starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
and you never knew
sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace
there's nowhere left to hide
in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside
and will never die
lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful
sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace
sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace
our wrongs remain unrectified
and our souls won't be exhumed
Jonathan Rauch: (apatheism is) "a disinclination to care all that much about one's own religion and even a stronger disinclination to care about other people's"
Sing for Absolution en Muse in het algemeen heeft een zeer bijzonder betekenis voor mij.Marinus schreef:"Sing For Absolution" by Muse
We hebben het samen met andere Muse en een enkel Him nummer gebruikt op de begrafenis van mijn zoon Nick. Het was de muziek die wij deelden waar we samen (incl. zijn oudere broer) van genoten. We zijn samen in 2003 naar het concert van dit album in Ahoy geweest .
Het eerste couplet hebben we zelfs op zijn overlijdenskaart staan.
Het was het beeld dat we hadden toen wij hem de eerst dagen nog in huis mochten hebben.
Ik kuste zijn blauwe lippen maar die kus kon hem niet tot leven wekken.
Vanaf toen zou ik steeds en steeds meer van hem dromen. Zou ik meer inzien hoe bijzonder hij was, hoe belangrijk hij voor mij was, hoe mooi als persoon. Dat alles was in het eerste couplet verwoord.
lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful
De ware betekenis van de song werd door jou , door het hier te plaatsen aan mij duidelijk.
Met name door de laatste twee zinnen.
Bedankt, Marinus.
"Er zijn mensen die men overtuigt met verheven gebaren, maar die men wantrouwig maakt met argumenten."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Friedrich Nietzsche
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psP1bKKEtHg
Runaway train, helemaal mijn muziek. Geweldig.
Maar dit nummer gaat niet over verliezen van geloof, maar over weggelopen en vermiste kinderen die nooit meer teruggevonden worden.
Runaway train, helemaal mijn muziek. Geweldig.
Maar dit nummer gaat niet over verliezen van geloof, maar over weggelopen en vermiste kinderen die nooit meer teruggevonden worden.
Alle gebondenheid kan vrijheid heten, zolang de mens de banden niet voelt knellen. (naar Erasmus)
Il n’y a que les imbéciles qui ne changent jamais d’avis ... (Jacques Brel)
En de mens schiep God en dacht dat dat goed was.
Il n’y a que les imbéciles qui ne changent jamais d’avis ... (Jacques Brel)
En de mens schiep God en dacht dat dat goed was.
Gerard ik heb het lied opgezocht en kan er met jouw verhaal erbij niet met droge ogen naar luisteren.
Hetzelfde heb ik met Dust in the wind, waarvan mijn dochter ooit zei dat op haar begrafenis, mag het me bespaard blijven, te draaien.
Hetzelfde heb ik met Dust in the wind, waarvan mijn dochter ooit zei dat op haar begrafenis, mag het me bespaard blijven, te draaien.
Alle gebondenheid kan vrijheid heten, zolang de mens de banden niet voelt knellen. (naar Erasmus)
Il n’y a que les imbéciles qui ne changent jamais d’avis ... (Jacques Brel)
En de mens schiep God en dacht dat dat goed was.
Il n’y a que les imbéciles qui ne changent jamais d’avis ... (Jacques Brel)
En de mens schiep God en dacht dat dat goed was.
Kitty bedankt.Kitty schreef:Gerard ik heb het lied opgezocht en kan er met jouw verhaal erbij niet met droge ogen naar luisteren.
Hetzelfde heb ik met Dust in the wind, waarvan mijn dochter ooit zei dat op haar begrafenis, mag het me bespaard blijven, te draaien.
Je invoelen wordt gewaardeerd.
"Er zijn mensen die men overtuigt met verheven gebaren, maar die men wantrouwig maakt met argumenten."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Friedrich Nietzsche
REM blijft leuk en dan vooral Losing my religion
Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
(chorus)
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight, I'm
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
(repeat chorus)
But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream
Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
(chorus)
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight, I'm
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
(repeat chorus)
But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream
Wie atheïsme een geloof noemt kan tot niets bekeerd worden
The person who calls atheism a religion can be converted to nothing
The person who calls atheism a religion can be converted to nothing
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The Legendary Pink Dots - "A strychnine kiss"
Cut glass cathedrals slash holes in the air
So it always is raining when we kneel down in prayer.
And Christ leans and laughs . . . Christ! He's shaking his head
Cos the wine's Portugese and the bread's only bread . . .
No trance, no substance, no conscience for sure
As the Pope licks a jackboot and lays down the law.
And his flock form a cross--all fall down with disease.
And the only survivors are him and his priests.
In them thar seven hills there's a big crock of gold,
But it's all stashed in sacks and belongs to a Pole.
And name any language, he's got something to sell,
But if you add it up, it's a ticket to hell.
---
The Legendary Pink Dots - "The third secret"
New martyrs swinging in the wind.
The dead eyes searching for messiahs in the stars.
The bodies carrying the scars of no confession, no concession. No sympathy.
The laughter from the front row buzzing loudly now in bars,
over chicken in a basket, in the darkest corners of the Central Station.
Passing round the spirit that drove Rommel to his desert hole, smashed
diamonds, stripped the gold from hidden cities in Brazil.
And killed the savage in the name of Mary...
Burn the witch, whip the bitch who shows her ankles on the Sabbath.
Bring the kids aged 1 to 63 - the family treat.
Maybe there will be a vision of messiahs in the stars.
Now all confess and make a wish.
The priest is passing round the dish...our Lady's selling tissues for the tears,
For all the years of blessed rape in the name of our sweet lord.
---
The Legendary Pink Dots - "No matter what you do"
Jesus loves the little children
Even when they torch the cat
Jesus loves the little cat
That flies then tortures this and that
Jesus loves yea, that which stings
Yea, that which stinks
Yea, look! No fingers!
Jesus just loves everything
We do not deserve him
Jesus loves the man who takes his
name then wields it as a curse
Jesus loves the man who fakes his
pain then flaunts it, lines his purse
Jesus loves his wife, the wise guy
shy guy and the sleazy shyster
Jesus don't steal pearls from oysters
It would be beneath him
We do not disturb him
We do not deserve him
We are so unworthy
Of his endless mercy
Cut glass cathedrals slash holes in the air
So it always is raining when we kneel down in prayer.
And Christ leans and laughs . . . Christ! He's shaking his head
Cos the wine's Portugese and the bread's only bread . . .
No trance, no substance, no conscience for sure
As the Pope licks a jackboot and lays down the law.
And his flock form a cross--all fall down with disease.
And the only survivors are him and his priests.
In them thar seven hills there's a big crock of gold,
But it's all stashed in sacks and belongs to a Pole.
And name any language, he's got something to sell,
But if you add it up, it's a ticket to hell.
---
The Legendary Pink Dots - "The third secret"
New martyrs swinging in the wind.
The dead eyes searching for messiahs in the stars.
The bodies carrying the scars of no confession, no concession. No sympathy.
The laughter from the front row buzzing loudly now in bars,
over chicken in a basket, in the darkest corners of the Central Station.
Passing round the spirit that drove Rommel to his desert hole, smashed
diamonds, stripped the gold from hidden cities in Brazil.
And killed the savage in the name of Mary...
Burn the witch, whip the bitch who shows her ankles on the Sabbath.
Bring the kids aged 1 to 63 - the family treat.
Maybe there will be a vision of messiahs in the stars.
Now all confess and make a wish.
The priest is passing round the dish...our Lady's selling tissues for the tears,
For all the years of blessed rape in the name of our sweet lord.
---
The Legendary Pink Dots - "No matter what you do"
Jesus loves the little children
Even when they torch the cat
Jesus loves the little cat
That flies then tortures this and that
Jesus loves yea, that which stings
Yea, that which stinks
Yea, look! No fingers!
Jesus just loves everything
We do not deserve him
Jesus loves the man who takes his
name then wields it as a curse
Jesus loves the man who fakes his
pain then flaunts it, lines his purse
Jesus loves his wife, the wise guy
shy guy and the sleazy shyster
Jesus don't steal pearls from oysters
It would be beneath him
We do not disturb him
We do not deserve him
We are so unworthy
Of his endless mercy
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Soms is er iets in muziek dat je raakt, dat iets kan religieus zijn, maar ook juist atheïstisch. Daar ging het mij om. Dat de tekst, of de bedoeling van de muziek, niet specifiek atheïstisch of religieus is, doet daar niets aan af (we hoefen niet dogmatisch atheïstisch te zijn).Kitty schreef:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psP1bKKEtHg
Runaway train, helemaal mijn muziek. Geweldig.
Maar dit nummer gaat niet over verliezen van geloof, maar over weggelopen en vermiste kinderen die nooit meer teruggevonden worden.
Runaway Train gaat inderdaad over weg gelopen kinderen, maar de tekst geeft ook het thema weer van: niet meer terug kunnen naar wat je eens was, en de rauwe melancholische manier waarop het gezongen word spreekt mij erg aan.
Ook: Open your eyes van GUANA APES is niet specifiek atheïstisch, maar gaat over een moment dat iemand er achter komt dat alles wat hem tot nu toe verteld is een leugen is, (althans in de betekenis die ik er aan geef.) En de scheurende woede waarmee dit gevoel van verraad word uit geschreeuwd, vind ik fascinerend mooi
Er zijn in de rockwereld veel teksten met een atheïstische strekking, maar deze twee zeggen eigenlijk al genoeg:
Heir Apparent - And Drogo lived on... (Graceful Inheritance 1986)
Face the facts of Life On Earth
The nature of Mankind
Pages from our past are now defined
Humanity has common sense
We all know right from wrong
We've lived in False Pretense too long!
RISE!! RISE!!
Face the facts of Present Day
RISE!! RISE!!
Rid yourself of ancient ways
Fear of gods and demons is the folly of your mind
Acknowledge facts of Science -don't be blind
The war of Good and Evil is what you create within
The Facts of Life are where the truth begins
RISE!! RISE!! RISE!!
Prepare for your future -don't live within the past
The ancient cultures never knew the facts
Technology has given truth where myth had been before
It's time Humanity stepped through the door
RISE!! RISE!!
Face the facts of Present Day
RISE!! RISE!!
Rid yourself of ancient ways...
RISE!! RISE!! RISE!!
Frank Zappa - Dumb all over (You are what you is 1981)
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether
They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same...
*We are dumb all over*
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight
Nurds on the left
Nurds on the right
Religous fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the Bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'Bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
You can't run a race
Without no feet
'N pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religous fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'N disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state
TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears *(Get Down!)*
Not his, not hers, *(but what the hey?)*
The Good Book says:
*("It gotta be that way!")*
But their book says:
*"REVENGE THE CRUSADES...
With whips 'n chains
'N hand grenades..."*
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our God says:
*"There ain't no other!"*
Our God says
*"It's all okay!"*
Our God says
*"This is the way!"*
It says in the book:
*"Burn 'n destroy...*
*'N repent, 'n redeem*
*'N revenge, 'n deploy*
*'N rumble thee forth*
*To the land of the unbelieving scum on
the other side*
*'Cause they don't go for what's in the
book*
*'N that makes 'em BAD*
*So verily we must choppeth them up*
*And stompeth them down*
*Or rent a nice French bomb*
*To poof them out of existance
*While leaving their real estate just where
we need it*
*To use again*
*For temples in which to praise
OUR GOD*
*("Cause he can really take care of
business!")*
And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blond wife who takes
phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to *hebbin!*
(Depending on which book you're using
at the time...Can't use theirs... it don't work
...it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Every day...
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following *God's Orders*
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
*He made us all to be just like Him,"
so...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
*(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)*
Heir Apparent - And Drogo lived on... (Graceful Inheritance 1986)
Face the facts of Life On Earth
The nature of Mankind
Pages from our past are now defined
Humanity has common sense
We all know right from wrong
We've lived in False Pretense too long!
RISE!! RISE!!
Face the facts of Present Day
RISE!! RISE!!
Rid yourself of ancient ways
Fear of gods and demons is the folly of your mind
Acknowledge facts of Science -don't be blind
The war of Good and Evil is what you create within
The Facts of Life are where the truth begins
RISE!! RISE!! RISE!!
Prepare for your future -don't live within the past
The ancient cultures never knew the facts
Technology has given truth where myth had been before
It's time Humanity stepped through the door
RISE!! RISE!!
Face the facts of Present Day
RISE!! RISE!!
Rid yourself of ancient ways...
RISE!! RISE!! RISE!!
Frank Zappa - Dumb all over (You are what you is 1981)
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether
They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same...
*We are dumb all over*
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight
Nurds on the left
Nurds on the right
Religous fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the Bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'Bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
You can't run a race
Without no feet
'N pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religous fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'N disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state
TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears *(Get Down!)*
Not his, not hers, *(but what the hey?)*
The Good Book says:
*("It gotta be that way!")*
But their book says:
*"REVENGE THE CRUSADES...
With whips 'n chains
'N hand grenades..."*
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our God says:
*"There ain't no other!"*
Our God says
*"It's all okay!"*
Our God says
*"This is the way!"*
It says in the book:
*"Burn 'n destroy...*
*'N repent, 'n redeem*
*'N revenge, 'n deploy*
*'N rumble thee forth*
*To the land of the unbelieving scum on
the other side*
*'Cause they don't go for what's in the
book*
*'N that makes 'em BAD*
*So verily we must choppeth them up*
*And stompeth them down*
*Or rent a nice French bomb*
*To poof them out of existance
*While leaving their real estate just where
we need it*
*To use again*
*For temples in which to praise
OUR GOD*
*("Cause he can really take care of
business!")*
And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blond wife who takes
phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to *hebbin!*
(Depending on which book you're using
at the time...Can't use theirs... it don't work
...it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Every day...
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following *God's Orders*
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An' the book says:
*He made us all to be just like Him,"
so...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
*(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)*
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand
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Ik had begrepen dat in bepaalde (conservatieve) delen van de USA de
uitdrukking "Losing your religion" zoiets betekent als krankzinnig worden.
Even googlen:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.p ... y+religion
"southern term for losing one's temper, "flying off the handle", etc.
Note that the R.E.M. song of this title has nothing to do with religion, despite the common
misinterpretation of the phrase."
Deze is trouwens ook wel aardig:
http://www.losingmyreligion.com/
uitdrukking "Losing your religion" zoiets betekent als krankzinnig worden.
Even googlen:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.p ... y+religion
"southern term for losing one's temper, "flying off the handle", etc.
Note that the R.E.M. song of this title has nothing to do with religion, despite the common
misinterpretation of the phrase."
Deze is trouwens ook wel aardig:
http://www.losingmyreligion.com/
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