Spent this weekend with a friend- Bethany. Was a great time to witness family rituals, time spent eating together, games, bows and arrows and a fire to sit next too.
Was a good time. Envious, and missing those days so long ago spent in ages of my youth where relatives would get together and share stories and play card games and fuss. Oh how I now miss such times. I truly do.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Destiny
Written by Neil Gaiman
There is a man with a book, walking through his garden.
The man is blind.
The Garden is a maze of paths that divide and branch and recombine.
There are statues in the garden . Huge statues. If they move, as some claim they do, it is too slowly to be easily perceived.
Now his path takes him into his dwelling, a place of corridors and halls.
The painting in Destiny's hall show his brothers and sisters as they might wish to be seen (although the wish and the thing are so close in the realm of the Endless that you cannot get a thin-bladed knife between them).
You will spend time in the realm of each of his siblings- you will dream, despair, desire, destroy, delight and otherwise, and eventually, die- but you were his from the very first page, and only he will read how your story comes out, a long time from now.
He is chained to the book, or it is chained to him. It is a book of many pages. It cannot be stolen; he cannot give it away.
It contains your life. Every detail of your life. Everything that has happened to you. Everything that will happen one day.. The things you've forgotten.
The things you do not believe.
It contains everything that has happened, or will happen, to anyone you've ever met.
Anyone you've ever heard of.
Anyone you've never heard of.
The histories and the dreams and triumphs of the dead are there.
The meaning of patterns of the sports of each leopard is written there, along with the truth of the shapes of clouds, and the strange, funny song-lives of the bacteria-folk and the secrets the wind whispers when there is no one there to listen.
Everything is in there, from the beginning of time to the end.
He did not create the path you walk.
But the movements of atoms and galaxies are in his book, and he sees little difference between them.
It is all in his book. One day he will lay it down, when the book is done, and what comes after that is still unwritten.
A page turns.
Destiny continues to walk......
He is holding a book. Inside the book is the Universe.
From the pages of The Sandman: Endless Nights
There is a man with a book, walking through his garden.
The man is blind.
The Garden is a maze of paths that divide and branch and recombine.
There are statues in the garden . Huge statues. If they move, as some claim they do, it is too slowly to be easily perceived.
Now his path takes him into his dwelling, a place of corridors and halls.
The painting in Destiny's hall show his brothers and sisters as they might wish to be seen (although the wish and the thing are so close in the realm of the Endless that you cannot get a thin-bladed knife between them).
You will spend time in the realm of each of his siblings- you will dream, despair, desire, destroy, delight and otherwise, and eventually, die- but you were his from the very first page, and only he will read how your story comes out, a long time from now.
He is chained to the book, or it is chained to him. It is a book of many pages. It cannot be stolen; he cannot give it away.
It contains your life. Every detail of your life. Everything that has happened to you. Everything that will happen one day.. The things you've forgotten.
The things you do not believe.
It contains everything that has happened, or will happen, to anyone you've ever met.
Anyone you've ever heard of.
Anyone you've never heard of.
The histories and the dreams and triumphs of the dead are there.
The meaning of patterns of the sports of each leopard is written there, along with the truth of the shapes of clouds, and the strange, funny song-lives of the bacteria-folk and the secrets the wind whispers when there is no one there to listen.
Everything is in there, from the beginning of time to the end.
He did not create the path you walk.
But the movements of atoms and galaxies are in his book, and he sees little difference between them.
It is all in his book. One day he will lay it down, when the book is done, and what comes after that is still unwritten.
A page turns.
Destiny continues to walk......
He is holding a book. Inside the book is the Universe.
From the pages of The Sandman: Endless Nights
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Know where to sit?
Luke 14:1-11
On one occasion when Jesus was going to the house of a leader of the Pharisees to a meal on the sabbath, they were watching him closely. Just then, in front of him, there was a man who had dropsy. And Jesus asked the lawyers and Pharisees, 'Is it lawful to cure people on the sabbath, or not?' But they were silent. So Jesus took him and healed him and sent him away. Then he said to them, "If one of you has a child or an ox that has fallen into a well, will you not immediately pull it out on a sabbath day?" And they could not reply to this.
7 When he noticed how the guests chose the places of honour, he told them a parable. "When you are invited by someone to a wedding banquet, do not sit down at the place of honour, in case someone more distinguished than you has been invited by your host; and the host who invited both of you may come and say to you , "Give this person your place", and then in disgrace you would start to take the lowest place. But when you are invited, go and sit down at the lowest place, so that when your host comes, he may say to you, "Friend, move up higher"; then you will be honoured in the presence of all who sit at the table with you. For all who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted."
On one occasion when Jesus was going to the house of a leader of the Pharisees to a meal on the sabbath, they were watching him closely. Just then, in front of him, there was a man who had dropsy. And Jesus asked the lawyers and Pharisees, 'Is it lawful to cure people on the sabbath, or not?' But they were silent. So Jesus took him and healed him and sent him away. Then he said to them, "If one of you has a child or an ox that has fallen into a well, will you not immediately pull it out on a sabbath day?" And they could not reply to this.
7 When he noticed how the guests chose the places of honour, he told them a parable. "When you are invited by someone to a wedding banquet, do not sit down at the place of honour, in case someone more distinguished than you has been invited by your host; and the host who invited both of you may come and say to you , "Give this person your place", and then in disgrace you would start to take the lowest place. But when you are invited, go and sit down at the lowest place, so that when your host comes, he may say to you, "Friend, move up higher"; then you will be honoured in the presence of all who sit at the table with you. For all who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted."
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Goal for 2009
I have a goal already in mind for 2009.
It is.... to throw a killer dance party some place, and have at least 30 people show up and for at least 20 minutes all 30 people have to dance all at the same time. It would make my 2009 so complete.
So keep your eyes and ears peeled for a killer dance party in 2009. :)
**shakes his booty**
It is.... to throw a killer dance party some place, and have at least 30 people show up and for at least 20 minutes all 30 people have to dance all at the same time. It would make my 2009 so complete.
So keep your eyes and ears peeled for a killer dance party in 2009. :)
**shakes his booty**
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