lets see how this blog does. I think I will stick with it.
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R. M. Rilke
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
pressed me against his heart, I would perish
in the embrace of his stronger existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure and are awed
because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Each single angel is terrifying.
And so I force myself, swallow and hold back
the surging call of my dark sobbing.
Oh, to whom can we turn for help?
Not angels, not humans;
and even the knowing animals are aware that we feel
little secure and at home in our interpreted world.
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January 17, 2007 at 5:43 am
shalom
you start with a great picture. tell jen hi! do you have a picture of the whole family from Christmas? i cannot find anyone with that picture
January 19, 2007 at 1:21 am
Cisco
I have one, buts its pretty bad. I cant believe that after all those cameras no one has one thats good.