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Date: 2016-10-26 20:48
Subject: Life after death
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“We believe in life,” Ahajas said.
“Life after death?”
Ahajas smoothed her tentacles briefly in agreement. “When I’m dead,” she said, “I will nourish other life.”
“But I mean—”
“If I died on a lifeless world, a world that could sustain some form of life if it were tenacious enough, organelles within each cell of my body would survive and evolve. In perhaps a thousand million years, that world would be as full of life as this one.”
“...it would?”
“Yes. Our ancestors have seeded a great many barren worlds that way. Nothing is more tenacious than the life we are made of. A world of life from apparent death, from dissolution. That’s what we believe in.”
“Nothing more?”
Ahajas became smooth enough with amusement to reflect firelight. “No, Lelka. Nothing more.”

  • Chapter II, “Exile” section 12 (pp. 662-663).

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ring_eldest
Date: 2016-07-04 16:54
Subject: Going home
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When his eyes closed for the last time, I thought perhaps I would finally leave the world. But even then, I lingered. Shif-re sang the song I taught her and Kiya moved with my motions. Joseph thought of me when his daughter was born. Gera named her baby Dinah. Re-mose married and told his wife about the mother who had sent him away so that he would not die but live. Re-mose's children bore children unto the hundredth generation. Some of them live in the land of my birth and some in the cold and windy places that Werenro described the light of my mothers' fire.

Egypt loved the lotus because it never dies. It is the same for people who are loved.

-The Red Tent Anita Diamant
















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Spin me round just to pin me down
on the cover of this strange bed
Spin me round just to pin me down

Spin me round just to pin me down,
I'll be gone by the night's end
Spin me round just to pin me down.

I'll be home in a little while.

















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ring_eldest
Date: 2016-04-30 21:11
Subject: Lovers hold on to everything.
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"These men are down from the upper levels. It appears that there's a second rallying point for the defense, and it's doing very well. The Seanchan are breaking off their attack below to focus there."

    "Where?" Saerin asked eagerly. "Specifically?"

    "The twenty-second, Aes Sedai. Northeastern quarter."

    "What?" Katerine asked. "The Brown Ajah sections?"

    No. That was what had been there before. Now, with the swapping of the Tower's corridors, that area of the Tower was . . . "The novices' quarters?" Saerin said. That seemed even more ridiculous. "How in the world. . . ." She trailed off, eyes widening slightly. "Egwene."

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    But she was a fount of Power, drawn from deep within the fluted rod in her hands, channeled through a group of novices and Accepted hiding in the room behind, bound to her in circle. Egwene was part of the fires that burned in the Tower, bloodying the sky with their flames, painting the air with their smoke. She almost seemed not a being of flesh, but one of pure Power, sending judgment to those who had dared bring war to the Tower itself. Blasts of lightning stormed from the sky, the clouds churning above. Fire sprouted from her hands.

-Robert Jordan








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ring_eldest
Date: 2016-04-30 19:20
Subject: Hello from the outside.
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There's such a difference between us,
and a million miles.

(Dian, a western lowland gorilla, and one of her babies that died.  It is not uncommon for a primate to carry a deceased infant around for hours, or even days.)











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Hello from the other side.
I must have called a thousand times,
to tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
but when I call you never seem to be home.

(A Burmese boy trying to nurse from his dead mother.)









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ring_eldest
Date: 2016-04-20 21:38
Subject: They tell all they know, and then stop.
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Sorrow be damned and all your plans. Fuck the faithful, fuck the committed, the dedicated, the true believers; fuck all the sure and certain people prepared to maim and kill whoever got in their way; fuck every cause that ended in murder and a child screaming.

--Against a Dark Background, Iain M Banks

























But of course there is no way to tell this or to hear it. Until you are the woman on the bricks, you have no idea how death stands in the corner, ready to play his part. Until you are the woman on the bricks, you do not know the power that rises from other women-even strangers speaking an unknown tongue, invoking the names of unfamiliar goddesses.

-The Red Tent Anita Diamant
























When his eyes closed for the last time, I thought perhaps I would finally leave the world. But even then, I lingered. Shif-re sang the song I taught her and Kiya moved with my motions. Joseph thought of me when his daughter was born. Gera named her baby Dinah. Re-mose married and told his wife about the mother who had sent him away so that he would not die but live. Re-mose's children bore children unto the hundredth generation. Some of them live in the land of my birth and some in the cold and windy places that Werenro described the light of my mothers' fire.
Egypt loved the lotus because it never dies. It is the same for people who are loved.

-The Red Tent Anita Diamant































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ring_eldest
Date: 2016-03-31 22:24
Subject: I kill with my heart.
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I do not aim with my hand;
He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I aim with my eye.

I do not shoot with my hand;
He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I shoot with my mind.

I do not kill with my gun;
He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.
I kill with my heart.


-The Dark Tower, vol 3




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ring_eldest
Date: 2015-12-16 21:46
Subject: Love, save the empty.
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So crawl on my belly til the sun goes down
I'll never wear your broken crown
I took the road and I fucked it all away.
Now in this twilight how dare you speak of grace.

-Mumford and Sons, Broken Crown

















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It won't rain all the time
The sky won't fall forever
And though the night seems long
Your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall
Your tears won't fall forever

Jane Siberry, It Won't Rain All the Time.












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ring_eldest
Date: 2015-12-05 20:52
Subject: I bring change. Not peace, but turmoil.
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"I am not afraid!' Couladin shouted.  'No man can call me afraid!  I, too, saw with my ancestors' eyes!  I saw our coming to the Three-fold Land!  I saw our glory!  The glory I will bring back to us!"










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"I saw the Age of Legends," Rand announced, "and the beginning of the Aiel journey to the Three-fold Land." Rhuarc caught his arm, but he shook the clan chief off.  This moment had been fated since the Aiel gathered before Rhuidean the first time.  "I saw the Aiel when they were called the Da'shain Aiel, and followed the Way of the Leaf."

-- Robert Jordan, The Shadow Rising, p897










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ring_eldest
Date: 2015-11-13 20:37
Subject: Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
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When I lie down, I say, "When shall I arise, and the night be gone?" and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day. My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
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Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

--Job, Ch. 7, The Bible





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The great and powerful Car’a’carn gave his honor to Far Dareis Mai to carry. If the mighty Car’a’carn dies in ambush while the Maidens protect him, Far Dareis Mai has no honor left. If the all-conquering Car’a’carn does not care, perhaps Enaila is right. Perhaps the omnipotent Car’a’carn is a willful boy who should be held by the hand lest he run over a cliff because he will not look.


--Robert Jordan
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ring_eldest
Date: 2015-08-02 18:55
Subject: Child abuse
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how a lion becomes a mouse
by the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods
















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said I have to get to Texas
and I’ll give away my blue dress
because cowboy
the snakes they are my kin
are my kin

-- Tori Amos, Black Dove












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Girls you've got to know
When it's time to turn the page
When you're only wet
Because of the rain


-Tori Amos, Northern Lad





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