Der schnelle Tag ist hin, die Nacht schwingt ihre Fahn'
Und führt die Sternen auf. Der Menschen müde Scharen
Verlassen Feld und Werk, wo Tier und Vögel waren,
Trauert itzt die Einsamkeit. Wie ist die Zeit vertan!
Der Port naht mehr und mehr sich zu der Glieder Kahn.
Gleich wie dies Licht verfiel, so wird in wenig Jahren
Ich, du und was man hat und was man sieht hinfahren.
Dies Leben kommt mir vor als eine Renne-Bahn.
Lass, höchster Gott, mich doch nicht auf dem Laufplatz gleiten,
Lass mich nicht Ach,nicht Pracht, nicht Lust, nicht Angst verleiten!
Dein ewig-heller Glanz sei vor und neben mir.
Lass, wenn der müde Leib entschläft, die Seele wachen.
Und wenn der letzte Tag wird mit mir Abend machen,
So reiß mich aus dem Tal der Finsternis zu dir.
- "Abend", von Andreas Gryphius (1663)
Shortly before those mortal events in the Camber dooryard, Cujo's remains were cremated. The ashes went out with the trash and were disposed of at the Augusta waste-treatment plant.
It would perhaps not be amiss to point out that he had always tried to be a good dog.
He had tried to do all of the things his MAN and his WOMAN, and most of all his BOY, had asked or expected of him. He would have died for them, if that had been required.
He had never wanted to kill anybody.
He had been struck by something, possibly destiny, or fate, or only a degenerative nerve disease called rabies.
Free will was not a factor.
~ Cujo, Stephen King, 1981
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they need to make a pocket dimension you can hide in where time doesn't pass and everything is soft
they need to make a pocket dimension you can hide in where time doesn't pass and everything is soft
i need 40yo me come from the future right fucking now and say don't worry wait a little longer it's gonna be okay you'll find your place
Alpine Lakes Wilderness, WA
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i would be soooooo powerful if i wasn't so deeply afraid of people and places and also things