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This thread shall not die today or in the next 14 days.

Each day’s reply keeps it alive for another 14 days.
 
Sometimes you know, it’s not actually you, that delivered the blow that killed the thread.

Sometimes it’s just circumstantial evidence when you’re left there holding the cold dead remains.

Sometimes, the thread simply expired, on its own.

It’s not always about you. Be at peace. :raising_hand_woman:t2:
 
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I didn’t come here to make friends. I come to CAF to tell people what to do. 💅
Me? I have come here to chew bubblegum and kill threads.
And I’m all out of bubblegum.

💀 Threadkiller
☠️ Destroyer of Threads ☠️
 
🎶 Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly, creeping
Left its seeds while I was, sleeping
And the vision, that was planted in my brain… still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound, of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs, that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound, of silence

“Fools,” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows”
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed, in the wells, of silence
And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls,
And tenement halls”
And whispered in the sounds, of silence" 🎼
 
Dies irae, dies illa,
solvet saeculum in favilla,
teste David cum Sibylla.

Quantus tremor est futurus,
quando iudex est venturus,
cuncta stricte discussurus!

Tuba mirum spargens sonum
per sepulcra regionum,
coget omnes ante thronum.

Mors stupebit et natura,
cum resurget creatura,
iudicanti responsura.

Liber scriptus proferetur,
in quo totum continetur,
unde mundus iudicetur.

Iudex ergo cum sedebit,
quidquid latet apparebit:
nil inultum remanebit.

Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
quem patronum rogaturus?
cum vix iustus sit securus.

Rex tremendae maiestatis,
qui salvandos salvas gratis,
salva me, fons pietatis.

Recordare Iesu pie,
quod sum causa tuae viae:
ne me perdas illa die.

Quaerens me, sedisti lassus:
redemisti crucem passus:
tantus labor non sit cassus.

Iuste iudex ultionis,
donum fac remissionis,
ante diem rationis.

Ingemisco, tamquam reus:
culpa rubet vultus meus:
supplicanti parce Deus.

Qui Mariam absolvisti,
et latronem exaudisti,
mihi quoque spem dedisti.

Preces meae non sunt dignae:
sed tu bonus fac benigne,
ne perenni cremer igne.

Inter oves locum praesta,
et ab haedis me sequestra,
statuens in parte dextera.

Confutatis maledictis,
flammis acribus addictis.
voca me cum benedictis.

Oro supplex et acclinis,
cor contritum quasi cinis:
gere curam mei finis.

Lacrimosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favilla.
iudicandus homo reus:
huic ergo parce Deus.

Pie Iesu Domine,
dona eis requiem. Amen.


☠️
 
Ultima in mortis hora
Filium pro nobis ora
Bonam mortem impetra
Virgo, Mater, Domina


💀
 
Amen. Amen, I say Amen. 🎺🎺

Amen. Amen, I say again.🥁🥁

Amen, say all the women. 🎺

Amen, say all the men. 🥁

Amen. Amen, we say Amen. 🎺🎺🎺

(Guitar mass, obviously.) 😝
 
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Translated (I think?) is -

In our last and needful hour,
Come and aid us with thy power,
Happy death for us obtain,
Virgin Mary, fairest Queen

but then again, I’ve read different translations … 🤷‍♀️

Daily pray for a happy death …
 
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What I found was similar:
  • When death’s hour is then upon us,
    To your Son pray that he grant us,
    Death, both holy and serene,
    Virgin Mary, Mother, Queen.
 
but then again, I’ve read different translations … 🤷‍♀️
Amen!

The translation my Cap’s taught us was:

When the shades of Death are falling,
On thy Son in prayer calling,
Gain us grace in peace to die,
Virgin, Mother, Queen on high

I never learned the German verse, but it is easily googleable. I’ve also seen Spanish and a pidgin from their missionary work in Papua New Guinea.

❤️
 
Holy Mary, Mother of God
Pray for us sinners
Now, and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
 
yay! no posts for 4 days … the thread is dead! … … … oh, wait - this post just made this thread undead … … …
 
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