Tunnels and Hymns
Trying to figger this morning with the wind blowin outside my window if it was time to change my career from my 7 year framework of interest at bl.com (recently threatened to be overrun by an influx of idiots) I reread a portion of the Pulitzer Prize Winner Gilead by Marilynne Robinson.
I have an autographed copy.
I openned the text and found a great parable about tunnels I had forgotten from my first two readings a couple years ago.
I think I was on pages 58-62.
I commend the parable to all you preachers, harlots, engineers, screenwriters, waterworkers, culinary artists, architects, politicians, bums whores, deacons or whatever your station in the internets world to give it some consideration.
I know I did.
Tunnels and Cormac McCarthy on the priest and the vagrant and the boulder in The Crossing is Pretty Good too.
Stephen Fox
I forgot the hymn
Here is the hymn I was thinkin about on the road to lyberry after my meal at the China House after my reading and ruminations on the tunnel.
It is Emmy Lou"s All My Tears, Track Two of Wreckin Ball.
I think she will sing at my funeral and I also have Who Will sing one Song for me on the playlist and Arvo Part's Requiem.
I think I can have it in the local church if my family pays the 35 dollar non member fee.
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"I commend the parable to all you preachers, harlots, engineers, screenwriters, waterworkers, culinary artists, architects, politicians, bums whores, deacons or whatever your station in the internets world to give it some consideration.
I know I did."
Well I commend this parable to people who blame everyone else for their problems instead of recognizing that they themselves play a part in them -in other words those who refuse to accept responsibility for their own actions-
Debbie, have you read the parable in the Novel?
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