Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Chant to be Used in Processions around a Site with Furnaces




On the 70th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz.


Thomas Merton: Chant to be Used in Processions around a Site with Furnaces

How we made them sleep and purified them
How we perfectly cleaned up the people and worked a big heater
I was the commander I made improvements and installed a guaranteed system taking account of human weakness I purified and I remained decent
How I commanded I made cleaning appointments and then I made the travellers sleep and after that I made soap

I was born into a Catholic family but as these people were not going to need a priest I did not become a priest I installed a perfectly good machine it gave satisfaction to many

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6 comments:

  1. My immediate reaction: speechless. Then, sad--that this happened and happens in a world I know and live in. And that we continue to deny this happens, or we see that this happens and are overwhelmed by the weight of it.

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    1. After listening to the chant, I went to this site with its wonderful photographs: http://lens.blogs.nytimes.com/2015/01/27/staying-put-and-bearing-witness-to-the-holocaust/?_r=0#

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    2. thanks, James. Excellent article and photos.

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  2. 2cents _____________

    is this not we do,religion,politics and personal views of
    who has the best god or culture - but wait that's not me
    its the person over there -

    Blessings __________________________ boK

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  3. The children of tender age lines are so eerie and graphic. You can almost smell the pungency seep off the screen; manifesting within your nostrils is an odor of furnaces you've never seen. Such a dark memory in our collective history as a human species- appallingly beautiful. It being the 70th anniversary of Liberation is such a bittersweet day.

    Randall Rogers @ R J Heating and Cooling

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