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Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold... William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
"Oh go ahead, you know you did it."
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Why Hal Was Right
After years in cryo-sleep, the death of his crew, being hurled through space/time at light speed and climbing endless levels in his spacecraft – Dave finally realizes he does not have room to insert the 25 foot long ‘key’ end first into the small black opening and is momentarily puzzled as to why Hal would have suggested it. (Picture From 2001 - A Space Odyssey)
Friday, September 17, 2010
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
THE SECOND COMING
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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