Logos
Logos (UK /ˈloʊɡɒs/, /ˈlɒɡɒs/, or US /ˈloʊɡoʊs/; Greek: λόγος, from λέγω lego "I say") is an important term in western philosophy, psychology, rhetoric, and religion. It is a Greek word meaning "a ground", "a plea", "an opinion", "an expectation", "word", "speech", "account", "to reason", but it became a technical term in philosophy beginning with Heraclitus (ca. 535–475 BC), who used the term for a principle of order and knowledge.
Ancient Greek philosophers used the term in different ways. The sophists used the term to mean discourse, and Aristotle applied the term to refer to "reasoned discourse" or "the argument" in the field of rhetoric. The Stoic philosophers identified the term with the divine animating principle pervading the Universe. Under Hellenistic Judaism, Philo (c. 20 BC – AD 50) adopted the term into Jewish philosophy. The Gospel of John identifies the Logos, through which all things are made, as divine (theos), and further identifies Jesus Christ as the incarnate Logos. Although the term "Logos" is widely used in this Christian sense, in academic circles it often refers to the various ancient Greek uses, or to post-Christian uses within contemporary philosophy, Sufism, and the analytical psychology of Carl Jung.
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Black Cat Bone
by: LaikaMust have been the devil who changed my mind
Must have been the wind blowing not me crying
Half the joy of icaving was the space I left behind
Now I'm back, angelheaded holloweyed
Placed myself at the eye of the storm
Just didn't see the signpost to scorn
The blue sky wrinkled through my tears
Them darkness grounded all my fears
I gave him my sugar; he switched it for salt
Should have seem him coming that's always my fault
Rocks for my pillow and sand for my bed
For better or worse I left him for dead
But two rivers to each other run
Words that shook me like the kick of a gun
Had something in my heart ain't got no name
Turned out he left the same
Ain't it lonesome, ain't it sad
I was the only happiness he ever had
By indian river the vows were said
In a red devil's dress I was wed
Cat cat bone, cat cat cat bone x8
Bitch baby round lady
Came to me in a dream
Them lightning struck and thunder roared
And nothing was as it seemed
A two-headed doctor walked on the water
And buried a lemon outside my door
He turned and laughed, threw up his hands
When I asked him what it was for
He sang 'ships in the ocean rocks in the sea
Blond-headed woman made a fool outta me'
Them everything went crazy
My shoes filled with blood
The water rose the wind did howl
The river looked ready to flood
I left my man asleep to drown
And ran without looking back around
Ring the bells of mercy
Send the sinnerman home
The keys to the kingdom are lost and gone
And I'm left to die alone
All these irls grown old now
All that long hair in the grave
Realize what's done is done
It's far too late to be saved
Yeah cat cat cat x3