Streams of Unconsciousness: End of the Evening

Good Quotes, if Only in my Dreams

" 'I suppose there are two views about everything," said Mark.
'Eh? Two views? There are a dozen views about everything until you know the answer. Then there's never more than one.' "--CS Lewis, That Hideous Strength

"An oblong slip of newspaper had appeared between O’Brien’s fingers. For perhaps five seconds it was within the angle of Winston’s vision. It was a photograph, and there was no question of its identity. It was the photograph....
'It exists!' he cried.
'No,' said O’Brien.
He stepped across the room. There was a memory hole in the opposite wall. O’Brien lifted the grating. Unseen, the frail slip of paper was whirling away on the current of warm air; it was vanishing in a flash of flame. O’Brien turned away from the wall.
'Ashes,' he said. 'Not even identifiable ashes. Dust. It does not exist. It never existed.'
'But it did exist! It does exist! It exists in memory. I remember it. You remember it.'
'I do not remember it,' said O’Brien." --George Orwell, 1984

The Trite Sayings of an Unconscious Man

Most important of all, continue to show deep love for each other, for love is like mud: it covers a multitude of sins. --sheetrocker's paraphrase of 1 Peter 4:8

He [God] will remove all of their sorrows, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. For the old world and its fiberglass insulation are gone forever. --sheetrocker's paraphrase of Revelation 21:4

Giving to others is getting from God. --Muni Beduhin, Mar 8 07

The only time God will tell you no to a request is if he has a dozen pounds of gold for you when you've asked for five dollars. --Muni Beduhin, Apr 8 07

Christ died as sin for me;
I died to sin in Him. --Muni Beduhin, Apr 10 07

"False gods" are so other than the Truth that calling them "false gods" is like calling a pig a "false car." --Muni Beduhin, Sept 14 07

Might as well call them "false pigs." They are closer to being pigs than to being God. --Muni Beduhin, Oct 22 07

Friday, October 17, 2008

End of the Evening

The sun is falling away now

and as the valley is slowly torn from its clutching fingers
it leaves scratches of flame in the clouds

It clings

—and falls away

The valley is all sprinkled with ash.
The coals on the peaks burn out:
the day dies

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