Babylon will fall
It is in the death flow 8:30 PM Monday evening here in Western Michigan. I am a lonely exile in the Wild West Michigan.
I have been wandering my cell and listening to Death Metal. Earlier I was reading for fun a novel I bought a couple of months ago titled, "Zama" by Antonio Di Benedetto Translated from the Spanish by Esther Allen.
"Zama" a novel by Antonio Di Benedetto
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/2017/01/19/antonio-di-benedetto-great-writer/
Carol left for work around 7:50 AM this evening. I have been listening to music and messing with our main computer this evening. I am tired and plan to go to bed early tonight. Life is one long task.
Tomorrow is a Tuesday in the death flow. I do not know what I will do tomorrow. I should get my hair cut tomorrow morning. Last night I trimmed my beard. Carol says I look younger when my beard is trimmed and my hair cut. I reply to her "Why look young when you feel ancient?" I will an old man so why look young? I am never going to feel or look young ever again.
So tonight I am wandering my cell and listening to Death Metal. The day went by and now it is night time. I suppose I will close to drift.
"[1] And at that time shall Michael stand up, the great prince which standeth for the children of thy people: and there shall be a time of trouble, such as never was since there was a nation even to that same time: and at that time thy people shall be delivered, every one that shall be found written in the book.
[2] And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.
[3] And they that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament; and they that turn many to righteousness as the stars for ever and ever." Daniel 12:1-3
I have been wandering my cell and listening to Death Metal. Earlier I was reading for fun a novel I bought a couple of months ago titled, "Zama" by Antonio Di Benedetto Translated from the Spanish by Esther Allen.
"Zama" a novel by Antonio Di Benedetto
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/2017/01/19/antonio-di-benedetto-great-writer/
Carol left for work around 7:50 AM this evening. I have been listening to music and messing with our main computer this evening. I am tired and plan to go to bed early tonight. Life is one long task.
Tomorrow is a Tuesday in the death flow. I do not know what I will do tomorrow. I should get my hair cut tomorrow morning. Last night I trimmed my beard. Carol says I look younger when my beard is trimmed and my hair cut. I reply to her "Why look young when you feel ancient?" I will an old man so why look young? I am never going to feel or look young ever again.
So tonight I am wandering my cell and listening to Death Metal. The day went by and now it is night time. I suppose I will close to drift.
"[1] And at that time shall Michael stand up, the great prince which standeth for the children of thy people: and there shall be a time of trouble, such as never was since there was a nation even to that same time: and at that time thy people shall be delivered, every one that shall be found written in the book.
[2] And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.
[3] And they that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament; and they that turn many to righteousness as the stars for ever and ever." Daniel 12:1-3
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contemplative