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From: Cecilia Gregory
Subject: [Free-dev] GNP political
Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2006 17:11:12 +0200

But ifhe happened to FALL down, you know, theyd soon forget him. I say, if ye think of stoppin down here, youmight get in a ton of coal. The Labour people want this revolution of theirs. Mymeeting is in the underworld, the dark.
Im the hound of heaven afteryou, my boy, and Im fatal to the hell hound thats leading you.
Theyre never alone in spirit: quite, quite alone in spirit. IS there any other inspirational force than the force of love? We havegot to know so much ABOUT things, that we think we know the actuality,and contain it.
You ought to beflattered that he CARES what you think. She was quitefascinated by him, as an Australian bird by some adder.
Believe the flame in your heart,once and for all, and dont oppose me.
They are tentimes more foreign to me, said Somers, than Italian scoundrels, oreven Indians.
But you neednt SET OUT to be disagreeable.
The earth and sun, on theirplane, have discovered a perfect equilibrium.
This is the first time I have heard it questioned.
Enters us from the lower self, the dark self,the phallic self, if you like. Hes no intention of being on one, I think, said Somers stiffly.
Everything goes bypermission of something else, in this world.
Where is one carried to when one is carriedaway? Enters us from the lower self, the dark self,the phallic self, if you like.
Oh, Kangaroo knew all about you: all hewanted to know, anyhow.
Dont you run away with the idea, though, he said, that I am just anemotional fool.
Im going to loveyou, and you wont get away from that.
Takingall in all, seems to me we live from hand to mouth, as far as beliefsgo.
Only he saw, on the seas high black horizon, the various reddishsore-looking lights of a ship.
His heart felt queer and cave-like and devoid of emotion.
What do you expect to do with such people.
They silently objected to his looking, so he went on.
Then from the distance came his small voice:Man that is born of woman is sick of himself. His tongue felt heavy in his mouth, as if it hadrelapsed away from speech altogether.
A chill fell upon the little gathering, from hispresence.
And then a re-entry into us of the great God, who enters us frombelow, not from above.
And would you leave every young,warm, naked thing on the ground for the ants to find. The Chinese man-servant stoodback perturbed.
And one would avoid the strange darkgaps, gulfs, in the way overhead. Luckily it was far enough away, so that Harrietneed not fear for her beautiful white washing.

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