The key to immortality is first
to live a life worth remembering.
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Did they already have the image of that creature
before the day when it revealed itself, gentle, sweet and mild,living its life of glorious detachment,invulnerable, free as freedom lives forever, is itself?Or did it reveal itself to those who neededthe vision of itself, magnetic in its beauty;the reassurance that it’s there, andmay be loved; loved unconditionally?It’s difficult to say which is the truth.But those…
and I’m sitting in the pub,
(Jake will know it)collecting the strength to walking-stick homeor that’s the story,chilling out,glass half empty,heart half full,a benign haze of lovefor all the people in the pubmingling with an universal lovesuspectlyopposite, two sepia photographsof local scenes, which the thoughtful pub chainuse to decorate the walls:both are of the local, semi-rural, Tube station;one’s from 1905ish so…
Looks like being a fine day; how red
The whistles blow.From the now almost home of the slit trenchOver the Top, boys! This is it!Soon back. The slit trenchis blessedly quieter nowin its six feet.
The huge toad and I,
who will think first, and what?
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Gertrude Stein was on her dying bed;
the doctor came in, Alice walking ahead;‘What’s the answer, Doc? ’ said Miss Stein;that was what Miss Gertrude Stein said.but the doctor merely shook his head;standing there at the head of the bed,side to sighed he shook his head.Miss Stein was as bright as a bright bright rayof light until her dying day(i.e. she was…