Saturday, April 19, 2008

Since all the riches in this world
May be gifts from the Devil and earthly kings,
I should suspect that I worshipp'd the Devil
If I thank'd my God for worldly things.

William Blake
A logical progression of the consequences of your actions:

For want of a nail, the horseshoe was lost.

For want of a horseshoe, the horse was lost.

For want of a horse, the rider was lost.

For want of a rider, the battle was lost.

For want of a battle, the kingdom was lost.

And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Death

do not stand at my grave and weep,

i am not there i do not sleep.

i am a thousand winds that blow,

i am the diamond glint of snow,

i am the sunlight on ripen green,

i am the gentle autumn's rain.

do not stand at my grave and cry,

i am not there i did not die.