Ode To Joy

It was not a good weekend, lots of spewing being done all over me and I am supposed to respond how?  There literally has not be one day since the first surgery and subsequent attacks (it only took being in the house 6 minutes before it with renewed vigor!) that I have not been led to leave, seek help, anything!  But, no I had to be pushed into another heart attack and God seems well with that.  I just bite my tongue - well except for Friday when I bit back.  Which probably is why the weekend was so bad.  Never mind ... it is just death kneel after kneel ...

But Saturday was a show about Beethoven.  It was literally ALL that was on.  Hockey, soccer or horse racing dominated ALL of the channels.  And people are shocked when you tell then you don't watch TV!  But, now in week 7 of my no life imprisonment, I am stuck with the electronic babysitter.  Sigh.

So Beethoven was interesting from the standpoint that it held to my belief that man is the same today as yesterday.  You have to feel sorry for the guy, blaming God for the consequences of his own decisions - conversely, when he had the chance to break the mold and succeed as a man - Satan won that battle too.

I was so sad, I would hope for each man, happiness and when he discovers a mess, makes it right and then can find joy in doing right.  Then  the movie weirdly split off into doing Friedrich Shiller's lyrics of Ode To Joy, set to Beethoven 9th ...

[Baritone]
Oh friends, not these tones!
Let us raise our voices in more
Pleasing and more joyful sounds!

[Baritone, Quarter and Chorus]
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Thy magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under thy gentle wing.

May he who has had the fortune
To gain a true friend
And he who has won a noble wife
Join in our jubilation!

Yes, even if he calls but one soul
His own in all the world.
But he who has failed in this
Must steal away alone and in tears.

All the world's creatures
Draw joy from nature's breast;
Both the good and the evil
Follow her rose-strewn path.

She gave us kisses and wine
And a friend loyal unto death;
She gave lust for life to the lowliest,
And the Cherub stands before God.

[Tenor Solo and Chorus]
Joyously, as his suns speed
Through Heaven's glorious order,
Hasten, Brothers, on your way,
Exulting as a knight in victory.

[Chorus]

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Joy, daughter of Elysium
Thy magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under thy gentle wing.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of Gods!,
Daughter of Elysium,
Joy, beautiful spark of Gods!.

Shiller drew heavily from German mythology and themes which used to resonate with the German male.  Hitler was good at that too.  And Kris, was at his end.  I have never been able to listen to these words in German without bursting into tears.  It has been through greatest effort across my lifetime that NO one know this.  Every longing of my lifetime ...

No place to hide, no way to control an emotion so new ... utterly betrayed by my new character in front of the very people I would prefer NEVER to have a view of what I cherish ...