Saturday, April 30, 2016

In A World without ( adequate ): Structure, Harmony, and Direction - humanity is capable of producing nothing but: " Noise "!

Kenny Chesney - Noise ( 2016 ).
In The Popular 2016 Song entitled: " Noise " - written by: Ross Copperman [ that means: " The Head Of The Land Is The Forger In The Fire " ], Shane McAnally [ that means: " The Gracious Gift From God Is His Own Son The Wolf " ], and Jon Nite [ that means: " God Has Provided The Darkened And Hidden One " ]; and performed by: Kenneth Arnold Chesney [ which means: " The One Born Of Fire Is From The Eagle Who Rules; And Can Be Found In The Holly Wood " ] - we have been provided Yet Another Important And Spiritual Message.

You see, dear brothers and sisters, ' There Has Always Been A Great And Restorative Value To Enjoying Some Peaceful Quiet And Rest '... but, despite all of their own claims undoubtedly to the contrary: " There Will Never Be Any Rest For The Wicked "!

Epic / Volcano  - " It's, Honestly, Quite Explosive ".
But, of course, you probably still don't believe me. So, why not just listen to The Following Musical Video for: " Noise " - because, everything all around you is now testifying to these monumental truths; and, In The Long Run, You Might Just Be Glad That You Did....


America In Prophecy

Noise ( 2016 ) - by: Kenneth Arnold Chesney.
" The One Born Of Fire Is From The Eagle That Rules... "



Noise: Is A Message About All Of Those Increasingly Louder Distractions, That Seek To Overwhelm Your Own God-Given Senses....

Wrecking balls, downtown construction;
Bottles breaking, jukebox buzzing;
Cardboard sign says: " The Lord Is Coming "
- Tick, tick, tock....
Rumors turn the mills back home;
Parking lot kids with the speakers blown;
We didn't turn it on... 

But, we can't turn it off! ( off, off )
Sometimes, I wonder how did we get here?
Seems like all we ever hear is Noise....


Yeah, We Scream...
Yeah, We Shout...
Until, We Don't Have A Voice!
In the streets...

In the crowds...

It Ain't Nothing, But Noise;
Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy;
Just trying to be heard in All This Noise!


24 hour television;

Get so loud that no one listens;
Sex and money and politicians talk! (
talk, talk )
But, there really ain't no conversation;
Ain't nothing left to the imagination;
Trapped in our phones and we can't make it stop! (
stop this noise )


Yeah, We Scream...
Yeah, We Shout...
Until, We Don't Have A Voice!
In the streets...

In the crowds...

It Ain't Nothing, But Noise;
Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy;
Just trying to be heard in All This Noise!


Every room, every house;

Every shade of Noise...
All the floors, all the walls;

They all shake with Noise...
We can't sleep, we can't think;

Can't escape The Noise!
We can't take The Noise;

So, we just make Noise....

Yeah, We Scream...

Yeah, We Shout...
Until, We Don't Have A Voice!
In the streets...

In the crowds...
It Ain't Nothing, But Noise;
Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy;
Just trying to be heard in All This Noise!

All This Noise;
Can't take The Noise....
Can't take The Noise....
Can't stand The Noise....
Can't take The Noise!



Ahava and Shalom.

May Yahweh's Own: Love and Peace - be, continually, upon you!

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