When we're having a: " Bad Day " - perhaps, we should truthfully consider asking ourselves Why?

R.E.M. - Bad Day ( 2003 ).

In The Popular 2003 Song entitled: " Bad Day " - written by: William Thomas Berry [ that means: " The One With: The Will, Desire, And Helmet Of Protection - Is My Own Avatar And Twin Who Shall Produce His Own Crop " ], Peter Lawrence Buck [ that means: " The Stone Wrapped In Laurel Is Now The Stag In Your Meadow " ], Michael Edward Mills [ that means: " Who Is Like God? The Protector Of His House And That Son Who Treads Out All Of His Own Grain! " ], and John Michael Stipe [ that means: " God Has Provided That Man Like Himself; Who Is To Ultimately Be Crowned " ]; and performed by R.E.M. [ which refers to: " Rapid Eye Movement ( Or, The Point At Which All Of Your Dreams Are Then At Their Most Colorful And Vivid " ] - we have been provided Yet Another Important & Spiritual Message.

You see, dear brothers and sisters, ' Every Effort Has Been Made To Ensure That You Notice What Is Truly Going On All Around You '... because, whether you realize it or not, That Has Always Been The True Corporate Mission Of The Owner At The Very Top Of Warner Brothers!

Warner Brothers - " The Ones Who Warn You ".

Meanwhile, of course, you probably still don't believe me. So, why not just listen to The Following Musical Video for: " Bad Day " - because, in the much larger scheme of things, You Might Just Be Glad That You Did.....

America In Prophecy Bad Day ( 2003 ) by: R.E.M.. " The Point At Which Your Own Dreams Are Most Colorful And Vivid! "

It's Been A Bad Day: In All Honest Reality; Is Fast Becoming A Major Understatement Of Monumental Proportions....

A Public Service Announcement followed me home the other day; 
I paid it never-mind... Go away. 
Shit's, so thick you could stir it with a stick - 
Free Teflon whitewashed presidency. 
We're sick of being jerked around; 
Wear that on your sleeve. 

Broadcast Me A Joyful Noise Unto The Times, Lord... 
Count Your Blessings. 
We're sick of being jerked around; 
We All Fall Down. 

Have you ever seen the televised -
St. Vitus Subcommittee Prize Investigation Dance? 
Those-ants-in-pants glances; 
Well, look behind their eyes... 
It's a hallowed, hollow anesthesized: 
" Save my own ass, Screw these guys " -
Smoke and Mirror Lock Down. 

Broadcast Me A Joyful Noise Unto The Times, Lord... 
Count Your Blessings. 
The papers wouldn't lie! 
I sigh... Not one more.... 

Its Been A Bad Day. 
Please don't take a picture; 
Its Been A Bad Day. 
Please.... 

We're dug in too deep;
The price is steep... 
The auctioneer is such a creep. 
The lights went out...
The oil ran dry; 
We blamed it on the other guy; 
Sure, all men are created equal. 
Here's The Church, here's The Steeple; 
Please stay tuned--we cut to The Sequel... 
Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down. 

Broadcast Me A Joyful Noise Unto The Times, Lord... 
Count Your Blessings. 
Embrace the lowest fear...
Ignore the lower fears.... 
Ugh, this means war. 

Its Been A Bad Day.... 

Broadcast Me A Joyful Noise Unto The Times, Lord... 
Count Your Blessings. 
We're sick of being jerked around; 
We All Fall Down. 

It's Been A Bad Day...

Pleaase....

Perhaps, you should: " Face The Music "?

You see, dear brothers and sisters, ' The Latter Rain Of His Own Holy Spirit Is Already Now Falling '... and, the reason that you can't possibly perceive it is truthfully ( because ): " Your Own Concept Of God And The Power That He Wields Is Way Too Small To Honestly Comprehend It "!


Ahava and Shalom. 

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