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To: DogByte6RER; bigheadfred

“Greek: ἀποκάλυψις” ...hey DogByte...you’re pretty close. Apocalypse is actually the combination of two Greek words” “apo” (”from” or “to separate”), and “καλύπτω” (to hide or cover)....so the meaning in English is basically “to separate or unhide what is hidden.” The meaning with regards to the Book of Revelation in effect is a term used as a metaphor to describe curtains being pulled apart to reveal the theater/play which the audience (John), can now watch. At least that’s what my three years of Greek in seminary combined with the class I had with Dr. George R. Beasley-Murrey teaching through The Book of Revelation in the original Greek led me to believe.

BTW...though it’s all very interesting that Dec 21, 2012 completes the 13th Bakun of the Mayan long count calendar, I’m still planning on buying Christmas presents for the family starting on Black Friday next November. I’m also not too concerned about the Pre-Trib, Dispensationalists who get their eschatological “inputs” from the daily news, are right either believing that “the end is near.”


57 posted on 12/31/2011 9:07:16 PM PST by Towed_Jumper (There are only two classes of people left in the U.S. - Producers and Parasites.)
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To: Towed_Jumper; hapnHal; righttackle44; DogByte6RER; Vermont Lt; elcid1970; dljordan

Right Right Right

Inversnaid

THIS darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollrock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the lake falls home.

A windpuff-bonnet of fáwn-fróth
Turns and twindles over the broth
Of a pool so pitchblack, féll-frówning,
It rounds and rounds Despair to drowning.

Degged with dew, dappled with dew
Are the groins of the braes that the brook treads through,
Wiry heathpacks, flitches of fern,
And the beadbonny ash that sits over the burn.

What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–89). Poems. 1918.


59 posted on 12/31/2011 9:38:46 PM PST by bigheadfred
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