my wildflowers celebrated earth day by sprouting last night!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
you have never talked to a mere mortal
"It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would strongly be tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics.
There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal.
Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations--these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit--immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn: We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously--no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption...Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbour is the holiest object presented to your senses."
— C.S. Lewis (The Weight of Glory)
There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal.
Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations--these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit--immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn: We must play. But our merriment must be of that kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously--no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption...Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbour is the holiest object presented to your senses."
— C.S. Lewis (The Weight of Glory)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
eww
night 2 of 2 where i fall asleep on the middle seat of my couch with my computer, the tv, and three lights on and my contacts in, wake up around 4am and realize i really need to brush my teeth. at least the tv isn't blaring this time...i guess that counts as learning from your mistakes.
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