Around the year 1995, I had a short dream about a 12-year-old D. J. Tanner. I don’t remember any of the content of the dream; and it was very, very short. I didn’t know about the Holy Spirit speaking to people in their dreams back then. My family had no working theory of dreams other than that they apparently come from “people’s minds,” or from me just watching Full House a lot, or something. Now its 30 years later, and I think that I might have the interpretation of my dream–I think it means that Candace was chosen by God to be a witness for Jesus; and that she was on God’s mind that far back, at the very least. I challenge anyone to put me on a lie detector machine to verify that claim, because I’d be glad to do so. –J.B.
Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! –Isaiah 5:20 (KJV)–
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People, just people Faces, just faces People, just people Faces, just faces
Many tribes truly believe understanding is the root of justice It’s work to live, not live to work Inside a world in which many can live with the corrupt If you control and dysfunction Rising the heat that awaits for eruption ‘Cause all the gold cannot fill the soul Music is the key for you to
Lose the chains that keep you tied For one more step Lose the chains that keep you tied From getting back home
People, just people Where the black go white and the yellow Faces, just faces Red, black, white, yellow
How many more lives do we have to burn To realize we’re just passing by Not good enough to look good on the outside If it’s nothing that’s what builds up the inside Too many people caught in brutality Too many people blinded by fear But if you know it’s true that out of the many Music is the key for you to
Lose the chains that keep you tied For one more step Lose the chains that keep you tied From getting back home
People can you feel it? People can you feel it? People can you feel it? People can you feel it?
People, just people Faces, just faces People, just people Faces, just faces
Music is the key Music is the key for you to
Lose the chains that keep you tied For one more step Lose the chains that keep you tied From getting back home
People, just people Faces, just faces
–Puya, “People”–
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Dr. John R. Rice, False Doctrines Answered (SLP, 1970), pp. 406-415.
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