“ The one who tells the stories rules the world. ”
They lived like monkeys still, while their new god powers lay around them in the weeds.
~ Kim Stanley Robinson
The word of God came down to man as rain to soil, and the result was mud, not clear water. (Bistami) Pg. 128
The vaunted experience of age was perhaps only a matter of wounds and scarring -- that young minds to old minds might be as young bodies to old bodies: stronger, more vital, less twisted by damage.
You just don't have faith! Frank repeated.Well I hope I never get it! It's like being hit by a hammer in the head!
