The Isle of Inesfree

I've met some folks

Who say that I'm a dreamer,

And I've no doubt

There's truth in what they say.

But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer

When all the things he loves are far away.
And precious things

Are dreams unto an exile,

They take him o'er

The land across the sea.

Especially when it happens he's an exile,

From that dear lovely Isle of Inisfree.
And when the moonlight

Peeps across the rooftops

Of this great city

Wondrous though it be,

I scarcely feel its wonder or laughter,

I'm once again back home in Inisfree.
I wonder o'er green hills

Through dreamy valleys,

And find a peace

No other land would know,

I hear the birds make music fit for angels

And watch the rivers laughing

As they flow.

And then into a humble shack I wander--

My dear old home--

And tenderly behold.

The folks I love

Around the turf fire gathered,

On bended knee

Their prayer to God is told.
But dreams don't last

Though dreams are not forgotten,

And soon I'm back

To stern reality.

But though they pave

The footways here with gold dust,

I still would choose My Isle of Inisfree.

Prism With A Promise

Light changes speed as it moves from one medium to another (for example, from air into the glass of the prism). This speed change causes the light to be refracted and to enter the new medium at a different angle (Huygens Principle). The degree of bending of the light's path depends on the angle that the incident beam of light makes with the surface, and on the ratio between the refractive indices of the two media (Snell's law). The refractive index of many materials (such as glass) varies with the wavelength or color of the light used, a phenomenon known as dispersion. This causes light of different colors to be refracted differently and to leave the prism at different angles, creating an effect similar to a rainbow. This effect can be used to separate a beam of white light into its constituent spectrum of colors. Prisms will generally disperse light over a much larger frequency bandwidth than diffraction gratings, making them useful for broad-spectrum spectroscopy. Furthermore, prisms do not suffer from complications arising from overlapping spectral orders, which all gratings have.

But there is another way to look at the prism's light...

We are in a sense the prism. We started out as a hunk of ugly and distorted looking rock. Once God chose us to be one of His children he began chipping away at us. (As one of my College Professors stated from a book, "To be healed one must first be shattered."). He smoothed and polished us until we looked clear and beautiful, we then became the glassy prism. We went for awhile looking clean and sweet, but nothing ever came from us, nothing grand, nothing glorious. Christ then washed us with his blood and we became His children; it was now time for His glory to shine through us. Christ's light burst forth and shone brightly through our glassy figure. We were now hid from the world, and all they could see was the shimmering light from Christ hiding our form. Christ was ready to use us, and to show His power. Once God is using us others will soon see the vivid rainbow pouring through our lives, glimpsing the promise God has given. Much like the promise He set in the rainbow after Noah's flood, the prism's rainbow shining through us is also a promise to the lost world showing them that he is a loving God, yet He is also a righteous Judge. The lost world will find that God's promise for His children will never fail, and that at the end of our life we will resurrect and live eternity within His Kingdom. And at the same time they will find that there is a promise for those who do not follow after Christ, and this promise is spending eternity in hell-fire. But we have hope as Believers, God's promise will never fade, it as if the sun should never set and continued to shine through the prism forever, plastering the glorious rainbow throughout the world for eternity. God and His promise will never change, once we are His children He will continue to shine His light on us, and we must use this light to direct our prism, or body, towards pleasing Him. We must ask Him to show us where His light should be shown through us.

Weirock, A Tale of Redshift Hive

“Bar those doors, hurry, lock them tight. Get the spears and arrows from the east section and bring them up front. Take that trolley of darts back and refill their cartridges.” Captain Skie was bellowing out orders when a volley of arrows struck the wooden door with a thud. Many of the guards out front had been killed or wounded from the unexpected approach of Lord Dane’s army of eight-hundred. Captain Skie had no time to count the loss of his men, but he was sure that over ten had been slain, just from the arrows of the army without.
After some time, only the noise of rain, thunder and wind was heard out of doors. Those inside waited agitatedly for what was to come. All was silent for five minutes, as each archer strung their next arrow and each sling was re-loaded.
A young scout from up front bounced from foot to foot waiting for what was to come. His hand itched closer to the slat in the door with none around noticing. He quickly pulled the slat upwards, giving vent to the hole. Before anyone could lay their hand on him to pull him from the slat, he had succeeded in leaning up against the door and poking his eye up to the hole. Nothing was seen through the hole from the errant scout, for just as his eye popped up to the peep hole all those inside the tower could see an arrow growing out the back of the scout’s skull. He slowly crumpled to the floor. A gurgle erupted from the dying scout as blood foamed from his mouth. A trickle of green liquid dripped from the scout's eye and down the side of his face.
“Poisoned… they have poisoned arrows! The slimy maggots!” A guard cursed as he noticed the green poison issuing forth from his dead comrade's pierced eye.
“How dare he open the slat!” Captain Skie stomped across to the dead scout. “I warned you all not to do such, and now we have one less scout. You see what has happened to him, and if I catch any one of you betraying my orders I will kill you myself!” An angry yet somber salute was given by all to their Captain’s orders.

--Briar Frost, from the book "Weirock, A Tale of Redshift Hive." (Part II "A Tale of Slavery," ch. 37, Pgs. 288,289)

“He teacheth my hands to war,
So that a bow of steel is broken in mine arms.
For by thee I have run through a troop;
And by my God have I leaped over a wall.”

---Psalm 18:29, 34 (KJV)

“There is no hope for the ones we love,
For all have passed on into dimness.
But a still small voice that we dream from above,
Comes to us like a light in the darkness.
When I kiss the one that I love so dear,
I pray this will not be the last,
She is taken away in the tears of her fear,
The years we spent grew too fast.
So I’ll sing to you love, in the dark of the night,
When the clouds of sadness seem so strong,
I will come for you and for your life I shall fight,
But for now sleep on in my song.”

--Briar Frost

The String Theory

The string theory says that we have six dimensions that we cannot see, and they are put into smaller forms than a cell. Now, we know that we have three dimensions in the universe (width, length and height), but they are claiming that the other six dimensions help everything to stay together, like water in its liquid form. Now this sounds pretty reasonable and why not? But they are also claiming that the six dimensions are in everything around us and we just don’t know it. Like in our water, so we are drinking six dimensions. Supporters of the string theory suggest that the reason we do not normally see the other six dimensions (which there has to be because the quantum mechanics are such small particles they must be in string form, or elementary form, to work however these "strings" would require at least six additional dimensions’ of space, we already know that the universe has three normal dimension of time) is that they are tightly curled up and hidden within the tiny particles themselves. At extremely high energies however the extra dimensions could manifest themselves. Therefore, particles physicists can predict what kind of behavior strings exhibit when they accelerate particles to extremely high energies. And since water is broken down into the molecule to the hydrogen atom and then to the proton, inside... this proton is the string, or quantum mechanics, meaning that this is where we get the other six dimensions, inside the strings of that water cell, for the string to actually work, they need more dimensions because the strings vibrate and send so much energy out at one time like the universe.

Space has three dimensions. Space is not "nothingness"; it has three dimensions-- width, length, and height. When an object moves, it moves through these three dimensions of space. (If we measure a room, we are really measuring the three dimensions of space.) Now, Time also has three divisions. Past, present, and future, we would not necessarily call these dimensions, but only divisions. (And then Matter of course has three types of particles, atoms except for hydrogen are composed of protons neutrons and electrons, but this really has nothing to do with dimensions). These three dimensions of space can remind us of God and His triune nature. Jason Lisle says that this may be the reason for God creating the dimensions in space, and in Romans 1:18-20 it says “Being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and are made, even His eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse.” And one verse combines them all... “In the beginning (time), God created the heavens (space) and the earth (matter). So the universe itself is a three-in-one of sorts, thereby reflecting its Maker. The logical, orderly way the universe behaves is also a reflection of the One who made it and sustains it by the Word of His power! (Hebrew 1:3)

A Bit Of Science

"Gravity bends the path of light because light travels through space, and space is "moved" by gravity. We don't notice the effect of gravity bending light here on earth because earth's gravity is very weak compared to the speed of light. But the bending of light by gravity has been detected in space. This effect is merely one of several verifications of Einstein's physics; so we can have some confidence that gravity really does bend space and time as Einstein claimed. Since space itself is pulled by gravity, modern physics indicates that it is indeed possible to have a gravitational field so strong (and thus, space would be moving so fast) that light itself cannot escape. And since nothing can travel through space faster than light, nothing would be able to escape from such a powerful gravitational field. This is a "black hole"- a term coined by physicist John Wheeler in 1967. Although they may seem counterintuitive, black holes are a real phenomenon.---- AIG, Jason Lisle

The Voyage Of Our Life

Ships which sail for years with a great captain at the helm have many stories to tell in her lifetime. Voyages to unknown lands, or pillaging performed by buccaneers, corsairs, or pirates fill books, fiction or non fiction. But there is more to the life-span of a ship than the amount of time it spends cresting the waves. Her stories go deeper… under water.

“Shipwrecks have long served preachers as an analogy for human condition, because it is not until we see our lives as corrupted, and act correctly upon this knowledge that new life from outside of ourselves can take up residence in us." --Anonymous

The great ship has died, her life above the water has ended and her sails no longer furl in the wind. Her life begins anew, and naught but the still and silent marine life give praise to her beauty as a home. Where once mighty masters lashed themselves to her strong helm now only small and distant life-forms dwell inside. But there is a far greater meaning to this beloved ship now that it rests on the ocean’s floor. Much like our earthly bodies, this ship held many a drunkard or thief. Inside this small wooden home dwelt sin and corruption, and daily it was being washed over with the footsteps and the handprints of those vile humans. The lovely ship was slowly beginning to be looked upon as something worthless. The outsiders who knew what dwelt inside cared no more for the beauty on the outside, and eventually only the master of the ship (and sin) and his followers would set foot inside. After years of labour through sin this ship which was so beautiful on the outside, died while out at sea. The sinful men inside had no where to look to for safety and eventually drowned in the ocean’s current. The lovely ship gave up her hold on the life outside and sank to bottom. This ship is now cleansed of her sinful state, and the washing of the ocean’s water continues to cleanse her daily. Now all that dwells inside the truly beautiful wooden body are sinless beings, the marine life that God has created.

If we will let go of the worldly pleasures in this life and “sink” into the strong hands of Christ then that sinful being that we once were will be washed from our body. But to be cleansed daily as the ship now is we must wash our body in much of the same way. Daily we must delve our minds in the Word, washing what grime may come into our bodies away. Much like this beautiful ship we now have something new living in our body; this is the sinless Holy Spirit. Many of the outsiders view this ship as ugly and twisted, and they may never see the true beauty that lies within. We cannot allow the world to pull us back up out of the water, only to bring us back into the sinful state that we once were. Thankfully though, the Word of God tells us that once we are saved from our sins we can never be pulled back up out of the cleansing water. Just like the ship must be wary of strange divers entering her beloved walls, we too must watch ourselves so that no temptation enters in.

“Her life is over; new life has invaded her from the outside. All her efforts to protect herself have long ended and her twisted frame now serves as a vessel not to accomplish her own plans, but to contain the lives of others.” --Anonymous

“When the great Captain is at the helm, we need not nervously pace the deck!” –Anonymous