This post was inspired by Axwell and Ingrosso's song "Something New".
A new world breaks into an old.
We’ve seen something like this before, when, every morning, dawn breaks into the darkest hour of night. The night resists, but daylight wins slowly, now taking root and spreading into the invisible nooks where darkness nestles, now flooding the open spaces.
Yes, we’ve seen something like it before.
But no, we often don’t quite see it now. Not because it doesn’t happen anymore, but rather because we only learn to expect what we’ve seen before…..and, truth be told, we ain’t seen anything quite like this before. So we fail to perceive, understand or fathom it. To some it looks exactly the same as before; to others, nothing is ever quite the same again.
Now the new tongue, the new song of eternity is being learned by people everywhere. The song of beginning to die when we’re born – has now begun to die itself. In the new song, we are now reborn, to begin to live for ever. Death has itself died forever, and life has itself begun to live forever. There used to be both life AND death in one life before; now there is EITHER life or death. If life, then life grows forever; if death, death grows forever. You can choose again – after all the chains of centuries before.
The new world, the new man, the new song, the new story.
It is time, ABOUT time, in fact, to speak of new things. Now the sounds ring out, never ever heard for centuries before. The fire of life throwing over death to start again and never ever be extinguished.
The new world enters by an imperceptible spiritual osmosis, seemingly keeping everything intact but transforming everything forever at the same time. Whatever cell or tissue is touched mutates for the good, for ever. This is good “infection” – one that gives life and spreads forever. Contagious in the most delightful and gorgeous possible way.
The new man looks upward with hope – hope that, for the first time, will never fail to be realised fully. This time the bad people will not take the hope and run, denying it to everyone else. No one on earth can steal it to ruin mankind with their theft. The new hope will surely come to anyone who receives it with open hands and an open heart. It can never be taken from anyone who has it; it will never leave, go away, or rot. Hope fulfilled – the best healing balm.
The new song tells of new things never heard or seen before. Of love that can actually prevail no matter what. Of an eternal love that denied itself on a bloody altar to be applied to wounded hearts, to bring eternal healing. Irreversible. Irrepressible. Always exciting, joyful and bright. Eternal – can never die away. It is the ultimate odd time signature to break open all earth’s cadences - the ultimate key signature that unlocks all of earth’s songs.
The new story is unlike all of earth’s stories. It is the one, only, single story that illumines every earthly story and every human story. It is the one story that defies earth’s logic, the ultimate counterpoint to reverse all wrongs. It is not merely of earth, but spans a cosmic panorama that the biggest human mind cannot conceive. It can never be told fully even when one has known it and lived it. It is a happy story, blasting all the withering sadness of life’s existence away for all eternity. It is the only true good news story in the history of life on earth.
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Why do you sit among the ruins? Why cannot you perceive the new world? Why are you not able to understand what I say? Why can you not see what I see? Why do you act as if it’s the same old world? Why do you live as though nothing has ever happened? Why do you mock the only true “too good to be true” story? Who are you? Can you tell me? Ah, but only this story can tell you who you are - without it, you wouldn’t know who you ever were, or unlock your true identity.
Everywhere I see invasions of the new world. Everyday I see an invasion. Every time, I meet at least one person who is living in this new world – and next door is the same old world. The new world breaks in one person at a time, and will not touch that person’s neighbour until received by the neighbour too. It comes only to them that perceive it and receive it with empty, open hands and hearts.
Call me a deranged madman. A talented con artist-word smith. A charlatan. A pathological liar. A judgemental doomsday prophet. Or simply a deluded person. For heaven’s sake call me what you will. But at least hear what I say and try to see what I see.
When the new has fully come, the old will have to make way – but at that time it will be too late to receive the new. Now. Now is when the new can break in. Only you can lock it out – forever. Sit down a minute and think……
A new world breaks into an old.
We’ve seen something like this before, when, every morning, dawn breaks into the darkest hour of night. The night resists, but daylight wins slowly, now taking root and spreading into the invisible nooks where darkness nestles, now flooding the open spaces.
Yes, we’ve seen something like it before.
But no, we often don’t quite see it now. Not because it doesn’t happen anymore, but rather because we only learn to expect what we’ve seen before…..and, truth be told, we ain’t seen anything quite like this before. So we fail to perceive, understand or fathom it. To some it looks exactly the same as before; to others, nothing is ever quite the same again.
Now the new tongue, the new song of eternity is being learned by people everywhere. The song of beginning to die when we’re born – has now begun to die itself. In the new song, we are now reborn, to begin to live for ever. Death has itself died forever, and life has itself begun to live forever. There used to be both life AND death in one life before; now there is EITHER life or death. If life, then life grows forever; if death, death grows forever. You can choose again – after all the chains of centuries before.
The new world, the new man, the new song, the new story.
It is time, ABOUT time, in fact, to speak of new things. Now the sounds ring out, never ever heard for centuries before. The fire of life throwing over death to start again and never ever be extinguished.
The new world enters by an imperceptible spiritual osmosis, seemingly keeping everything intact but transforming everything forever at the same time. Whatever cell or tissue is touched mutates for the good, for ever. This is good “infection” – one that gives life and spreads forever. Contagious in the most delightful and gorgeous possible way.
The new man looks upward with hope – hope that, for the first time, will never fail to be realised fully. This time the bad people will not take the hope and run, denying it to everyone else. No one on earth can steal it to ruin mankind with their theft. The new hope will surely come to anyone who receives it with open hands and an open heart. It can never be taken from anyone who has it; it will never leave, go away, or rot. Hope fulfilled – the best healing balm.
The new song tells of new things never heard or seen before. Of love that can actually prevail no matter what. Of an eternal love that denied itself on a bloody altar to be applied to wounded hearts, to bring eternal healing. Irreversible. Irrepressible. Always exciting, joyful and bright. Eternal – can never die away. It is the ultimate odd time signature to break open all earth’s cadences - the ultimate key signature that unlocks all of earth’s songs.
The new story is unlike all of earth’s stories. It is the one, only, single story that illumines every earthly story and every human story. It is the one story that defies earth’s logic, the ultimate counterpoint to reverse all wrongs. It is not merely of earth, but spans a cosmic panorama that the biggest human mind cannot conceive. It can never be told fully even when one has known it and lived it. It is a happy story, blasting all the withering sadness of life’s existence away for all eternity. It is the only true good news story in the history of life on earth.
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Why do you sit among the ruins? Why cannot you perceive the new world? Why are you not able to understand what I say? Why can you not see what I see? Why do you act as if it’s the same old world? Why do you live as though nothing has ever happened? Why do you mock the only true “too good to be true” story? Who are you? Can you tell me? Ah, but only this story can tell you who you are - without it, you wouldn’t know who you ever were, or unlock your true identity.
Everywhere I see invasions of the new world. Everyday I see an invasion. Every time, I meet at least one person who is living in this new world – and next door is the same old world. The new world breaks in one person at a time, and will not touch that person’s neighbour until received by the neighbour too. It comes only to them that perceive it and receive it with empty, open hands and hearts.
Call me a deranged madman. A talented con artist-word smith. A charlatan. A pathological liar. A judgemental doomsday prophet. Or simply a deluded person. For heaven’s sake call me what you will. But at least hear what I say and try to see what I see.
When the new has fully come, the old will have to make way – but at that time it will be too late to receive the new. Now. Now is when the new can break in. Only you can lock it out – forever. Sit down a minute and think……
