Thursday, September 15, 2005
What is it about Cats?
Okay, so, I went over to Tolb's page, which has always intimidated me because he is ubercomputer man, but he had a link to CatsinSinks, which is honestly one of the most beneficial sites on the Internet. No, I mean it. If there was more stuff out there like this, than, I don't know, we'd have world peace or something.
Anyhoo, I decided since I didn't have much to say today and no major bones to pick that I haven't already picked, I would do a whole 'montage' of "Delilah in Sinks". So, it's only, like, five pictures, but still. And of course, borrowing from Madge's Dog and Cat, I have also decided to permit Delilah to post on my site, as well. I keep telling her to start her own blog, but she just gets defensive and says this is the kind of thing that I should do in exchange for her company. Whatever.
So, without further ado: DELILAH IN THE SINK....
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We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"