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Most of them are young and modishly dressed. They kneel Oriental-style on a living-room floor in West Hollywood, some 20 strong, facing a homemade altar and rolling Buddhist prayer beads between their hands. "Nam-myo-ho-renge-kyo," they chant over and over. "Nam-myoho-renge-kyo." Suddenly four pretty girls leap up in cheerleading animation. Stealing a popular rock tune, they sing: "Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh." Hips snap, arms flash. "Chant Daimoku!"* Snap. "Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh." Flash. "Dai-Gohonzon...
...Daimoku is a ritual prayer whose Sanskrit and Chinese words, "Nam-myoho-renge-kyo," are roughly translatable as "Glory to the Lotus Sutra of the Mystical Law." In homes, it is usually chanted in front of a Go-honzon, a small wooden altar containing a replica of the original prayer scroll, the Dai-Gohonzon, still enshrined in Japan. * One Soka Gakkai song-to the tune of I've Been Working on the Railroad-immortalizes the practice: "I've been doing shakubuku all the livelong...
...iron ore was poured into ingots. The Pope was visiting the Italsider steel plant in the Southern Italian town of Taranto, where, true to a promise he had made last month, he celebrated Christmas Eve Mass for 7,000 steelworkers and their families. In his sermon, delivered from an altar made of rolled steel slabs, Paul deplored the "separation and lack of understanding" that divides the worlds of labor and religion. "It almost seems that there is no common language be tween you and us," he said. "But this estrangement has no reason to exist. The church knows you, studies...
Sitting there in front of the altar, Temple Drake appears terribly innocent and vulnerable and cute. Her soft blue eyes have been full of a lot of tears lately, but she can buck up and give a big smile if she sees some friendly Notre Dame Resistance workers or a priest with an Omega button or a reporter with a note...
...sacred coloratura aria Laudate Dominum: all the notes were there, too many of them flat, all of them invested with a Donizettian apocalyptic bravura, Mozart may have been only one year away from great operatic achievement in Idomeneo, but at the moment he was still close by the altar. Miss Curtis seemed intimidated by this Salome-like display but still bettered her prosaic performance in the Schutz. The two male soloists sang adequately, Robert Gartside's illustrative facial antics notwithstanding. I wished for vastly superior pronunciation from everyone concerned. The highlight of the Mozart was the translucent Laudate Pueri...