Grand Ayatollah Sayyid Abul-Qassim al-Khoei (November 19, 1899 – August 8, 1992) was one of the most influential Twelver Shi'a Islamic scholars (marja), and the predecessor to Grand Ayatullah Sayyid Ali Al-Husayni Al-Sistani. He was the spiritual leader of much of the Shia world until his death in 1992. He was succeeded by Grand Ayatullah Sayyid Ali Al-Husayni Al-Sistani, his former student, whereby many of his followers became followers of Al Sistani and foundations previously headed by Khoei were handed to Al Sistani.
Born in the Iranian city of Khoy in 1899, Khoei grew up in Iran. Around the age of 13, he moved to Iraq and took up residence in the holy city of Najaf where he began studying Shia theology with the scholars of that city. He eventually attained the rank of Ayatollah and was subsequently made a marja. Khoei would continue to live in Najaf, becoming a teacher for the remainder of his life, and overseeing the studies of scholars who would be qualified to issue fatwas based on Shia theology.
The golden mean is a World Machine
Unified by nature
Every single human being is bound by nature
Is it effect or is it cause?
Or just the way it was?
And down below as up above
It's a universe of love.
Everything has one connection
Synchronized, as one perfection
And endless flow
Omni-direction
Another answer is another question
There's no effect without a cause
It's scientific law
That down below is up above
It's impersonal love
From Fibonacci to Liberace
And verse to coda
To South Dakota
You are affected, you are connected
We concentric, we are electric
You are effect you are the cause
And there is no Santa Clause
And down below as up above
It's a universal love
We are effect, we are the cause
And there is no Santa Clause
And down below as up above
It's an axiom of love.
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Say you wanna free the reserves
To keep us running strong-
It's gone wrong
Rubbish flies out of your mouth
Heaps in lies
With cameras on
I'm a witness to the rape of the earth
The miserable shape of the earth
Is getting worse
We'll never know what it's worth
'Til things can't be reversed
And it hurts
Pardon me, I fail to mention
The gaping hole that passes for a sky
Policy, stale intention
We will fall asleep and never rise
Brother asinine, sister absurd
We're on the clock, tick tock
The lipstick, pig, and sty
Have reeked too long, ding dong
We are witness to the rape of the earth
People who hate the earth
And it hurts
Blessing sours to a curse
Limousine fades to hearse
Getting worse
Pardon me, I never agreed to choking on carcinogens
In the air I breathe
Blame on you, for suffering we
Haven't learned a damned thing from our history....
We'll never know what it's worth
We're witnessing the rape of the earth...
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I've been searching day by day
Trying to find another way
To get around it.
I can take any pill I want, but still there's no other way
To get around it.
If I don't face the truth I know
Something else will take control.
I try to fake it line by line.
But I'm Still Unsatisfied
Did my mirror lie?
My mirror lied.
It's, taken hold of me
The chains won't set me free.
When I think about it
I can burn anything I want
But when the smoke disappears
I haven't found it
Can someone please, tell me why
One day you're born, and the next you die?
I don't know, but I feel
So unsatisfied, so unsatisfied...
If I shoot it up in self-defense
It doesn't change my circumstance.
I sit around, hallucinate
I watch the walls, and the drying paint.
But I'm Still Unsatisfied
But I'm Still Unsatisfied
I'm watching my world grow more unstable
I've tried to cope, but I'm just not able
I'm Unsatisfied
My mirror lied.
In a world of malice and greed.
We're taking no more no less
Than what we need
Bless this house as as safety zone
Safe from harm, you'll never walk alone
If they spit in your face
Treating you badly
Stand up
Don't suffer ignorance so gladly
Stride for stride,hand in hand
From Luna Park into Disneyland
We're breaking the chains of our constrictions
Open up
It;s time to clear our field of vision
Not too hard to comprehend
When we've got it all in the palm of our hands
We all need a safety zone.
To live and learn as a place called home...
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You might think
I'm walking epitome
Of Colnel Klink
Borne of stupidity
I'm not your leading canidate
For organ grinder
I wear a monkey on my back
As daily reminder
So I've been told
Hot turns cold
You were only queen for a day
Young turns to old, blood into stone
Golden fades to grey.
You don't blink as you sip champagne
Impervious, to a world of pain
All you wear is a child's mirage
Everywhere cracks in your visage
One thing I know
Hot turns to cold
You were only queen for a day
Young turns to old
Blood and stone
Memories fade to grey
Always room, for one more tomb
You are only queen for a day.
Ask the mirror on the wall
Who was stupid after all?
No one wants to to live alone
No one wants to die alone
As the story goes
oceans are cold
Insanity will pull you down
I know my history
You can't swim with me
Vanity will watch you drown
There's so such thing as "saved"
Your body won't rise from the grave
You were only queen for a day.
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My plan for living, in this century
Is combination, of faith and chemistry
Just one prescription
Local pharmacy
Will bring me joy, form this boredom factory.
I never believed in miracles, until I came her way
The evidence empirical, she gets me through the day
My beautiful shaped, Octagon
Warm and familiar, feelings whispering
She wears cerulean, complements my tea
A morning sickness, wants for more and more
Slips through my fingers, across the bathroom floor
No one ever told me, you would come and save me
Cradle and hold me, rock me like a baby
It's a beautiful escape, Octagon
Close my eyes, and try colors on
Beautiful shaped, Octagon
Experience has made me, you can re-arrange me
Cradle and hold me, I am still a baby
My beautiful shaped, Octagon
It's a beautiful escape
Octagon
Octagon
I'm look around, feeling lost
There's blood on my hands, and I've paid the cost
Your emotional ghost haunts my soul
But I'd rather die, than give you control
Open up my heart, to let you in
You pushed my back to the wall, and now my back's to the wind-
Wherever I go,try to hide
It's not gonna change what I feel inside
Silver and gold might catch my eye
Your is the face that I can't deny
I'm sick and tired of being lonely
I wanna see what you're trying to show me
I need a lover that I can't live without
There's something about you I can't figure out
Whenever you go, I can't decide
If I should run, or swallow my pride
Your voice in my head, feelings collide
You never said, and you never lied
My world still revolves, with questions unresolved
If I see an open door
I can't wait anymore
Wherever I go, try to hide
It's not gonna change what I feel inside
Silver and gold might catch my eye
Yours is the face that I can't deny
My world still revolves, with questions unresolved
If I see an open door
What am I waiting for?
You might be the reason why
I open my heart for one more try
Wherever I go I can't decide
A voice in my head, feelings collide
You never said, and you never lied
I thought my heart was frozen all the way
I'm haunted by emotional ghosts....
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Every Monday morning
I wake with your bone in my throat
Six and barely dawning
We're grabing your hat and coat
Not so much as a goodbye
Tears run down my face
End up in my coffee
Bitter aftertaste
It's easy on the weekend
We can try and pretend
It's not so
That you have to go
Stainless reputation
People you want to protect
Swim in prevarication
Drown me in neglect
There's no room in my closet
It barely fits my clothes
Man you've gone and lost it
If you think nobody knows
We relay on the weekend
Backstroke, to the deep end
We both know, which way you go-
How could you put a man in your mouth?
Turn around, spit him out
When we're in public
Try and shirk the subject
When we touch in private
You seem to really like it
It's sleazy after weekends they way you
Try and pretend
You don't know which way you go-
I'd rather be the queen of spades
Than be the star in your sick charade.
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Out on the floor with boys and girls
There's too many lights and too much noise
At the Discopharmacy
It was buy one get one free
I've been drinking alcohol
As you stand against the wall
But if I motion over here
Can I whisper in your ear?
I go to church on a Sunday
But it's a Saturday night, and if you're here alone
Then come with me
I'll make you feel so good
I'll make you feel so good
Take my hand, you'll understand
Why it feels so good
Can't you feel my passion?
It's wider than the ocean
I'm burning with desire
I'll set the night on fire.
I go to work on a Monday to a job
That I despise, because it pays my bills
Dissolving pills upon our tongue
And it feels good to be young
We will melt in ecstasy, with your body next to me
And through the haze of alcohol
I won't recall your name at all
Tomorrow morning we'll be free
But in case you remember me
I get paid on a Friday, and I'd really love to see you again
Next Saturday night...
You made me feel so good
You made me feel so good
It don't take much, to satisfy me,
I'll be your king, be your queen, what you want me to be.
It don't take much to bring me to a fever, use me abuse me,
Make me a beliver.I like to cut it with boys and girls, boys and girls,
Boys and girls, I like to cut both ways.
Girls and boys, girls, and boys, girls and boys feel my sexy blade.
I'm ready and willing, to cut till it bleeds, but I can switch to a bitch,
If that's what you need.I'm standing here, with a razor errection,
It cuts both ways, better use some protection,
Girls and boys, girls and boys, girls and boys,
I like to cut both ways, boys and girls, boys, and girls boys, and girls
Feel my sexy blade...
Now I don't need words, to say what I'm feeling, open up, keep on
kneeling.
You've got me hot, you've given me a fever, I can't deny, I'm a believer.
I'm a beliver...
Boys and Girls, boys and girls, boys and girls, I like to cut both ways,
Girls and boys, boys and girls, boys, and girls feel my sexy blade...
Work my body baby, work my body baby, work my body baby, all night
long,
Can you hurt my body baby, hurt my body baby, hurt my body baby,
Souvenirs of pain
Non-physical
Colour me again,"Mr.Miserable"
Voodoo that you do
Weaponized
Not until you're through
Have I realized
I 've only got myself to blame
In name.
There's plenty of blame to go round
You cast my name into the ground
Poison me, with food fit for a moron
Plain to see, the hate we share in common
Pouring again
Worms begin to turn.
I'm gasoline, and it's your time to burn.
My vengeance stokes the flame, it's a shame
There's plenty of shame to go round
I burnt your whorehouse to the ground
Hooray for me
You go back to Manchester,I will stay in New York
Now you're the queen of England
Calling me a serf.
I'm given cause to wonder
Can arson lead to murder?
You would be so pretty
Beneath a peck of dirt.
Accusations, burn through my brain
For homicide, was I really to blame?
Blame
Blame
Blame
Blame
Blame
Blame....
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I like Smokey, can I second that emotion?
You're a Pisces, and I'm drowning in your ocean
I'm wasting all my time in your office complex
When I really want to see you in that Black Sundress
May Marie don't misunderstand me
Your eyes like to tease saying "You can't have me."
Hey, Marie, won't you understand me
I really want a piece of your psycho-candy.
You've been running, through my imagination
Like a movie, and I want to be your agent
We can talk all day, about my Electra Complex
But I really want to see you lose that Black Sundress
May Marie, don't misunderstand me
I know it's not for free, your psycho-candy.
Hey, Marie, I don't mean to be demanding
I'm aching for a piece of your psycho-candy.
A figure so divine, with a halo that glows
A wire from Greta told me all I need to know
Shivers down my spine, I wanna paint your toes
I'm twisted inside out, what more do you need to know?
It's a tangle, of intricate emotion
You're an angel
But you give me evil notions
I've wasted every dime, I guess I'm just too complex
Do you really want to see me in that Black Sundress?
May, Marie, this is not the way I planned it
I'm aching for a piece of your psycho-candy
Hey Marie, I won't take it for granted
If I could have a piece of your psycho-candy....
You can call the coroner
I'm better than halfway dead
I only asked for water
You brought ne poiswon instead
When I slipped into convulsion
Begged for the antidote
You turned around and walked out the door
Pretended not to hear me choke
Whoa I, that was my first mistake
Me believing, that you would not cause my heart to break
Your lips are moving
It means you're lying
So what is the difference, if you hear me crying?
Still I wonder, what the hell, have I gone and done?
I feel it's much too late for me to turn it around
Would I rather live with a lie, or live alone
It's a question I can't decide 'til I pick up the phone
Whoa I, you were a big mistake
I'm barely breathing, but I wish I could suffocate.
Drown underwater, so I would not have to taste the pain
Euthanize me, so I'll never feel this way again
Still I wonder-
In our lives we all make mistakes
We all make mistakes
we all make mistakes
If I try a little harder, I could forgive you for murder, if I try a little harder...
Whoa I, you were a big mistake.
I'm barely breathing, but I wish I would suffocate
Drown underwater so I would not have to taste the pain
Euthanize me, so I'll never fall in love again
You were my worst mistake
That was my first mistake
You were a big mistake.
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What the hell do you take me for?
I've got nothing left to thank you for
You're one of my problems
So make your destination
Back where you came from
And leave my situation.
I've washed my hands, of your misery
Life with you was comi-tragedy
You've got a problem
Go back to your medication
Your paranoia, and mental masturbation.
You're addition by subtraction
And I don't care, now, what happens
You're addition by subtraction
And you're nothing, now, but distraction
Insecurity is washed ashore
Your words don't bother me anymore
It's not my problem
That I've declined your invitation
To psycho parties,lies, and hallucination.
A violent mental patient in need of examination.
You're addition by subtraction
And I don't care, now,'cos it's happened.
You're addition by subtraction
And you're nothing now, but distraction.
And I don't care at all about you-
I'm better off without you.
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