Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

Monday, 17 April 2017

He Died for All Your Illogical Sins

Forgive me, T'layr. 
My logic is uncertain, where My Son is concerned.

"We are assembled here today to pay final respects to our honoured dead. 
And yet it should be noted, in the midst of our sorrow, this death takes place in the shadow of new life, the sunrise of a new world; a world that our beloved comrade gave his life to protect and nourish. 
He did not feel this sacrifice a vain or empty one, and we will not debate his profound wisdom at these proceedings. 

Of my friend, I can only say this: Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, his was the most.... 


Commander Starfleet :
Now wait a minute. This business about Spock and McCoy...
Honestly, I've never understood...Vulcan mysticism!

You don't have to believe. 
I'm not even sure that I believe. 
But if there's even a chance that Spock has an eternal soul, then it's my responsibility.
Commander Starfleet :

(nodding his head) As if it were my very own.

Ship. . . out of danger?


Don't grieve, Admiral. 
It is logical. 
The needs of The Many outweigh . . .

-- the needs of The Few . . .

-- or The One. 

I never took the Kobayashi Maru test. Until now. 
What do you think of my solution? 

I have been . . . and always shall be . . . your friend. 
Live long - and prosper!

My Father says that you have been my friend. 
That you came back for me.

You would have done the same for me.

Why would you do this..?

Because the needs of the one . . . outweigh the needs of the many.

(Spock begins to remember
I have been and always shall be your friend.

Yes. Yes, Spock.

Ship...out of danger?

James T. Kirk: 
You saved the ship. You saved us all. Don't you remember?

Jim...your name is Jim.


Superman Red and Superman Blue

Superman Red and Superman Blue

"Would I be The Man in The Box or The Prestige?"

Tuesday, 19 July 2016

The 7-Step Plan for Climbing Out of Hell

The 7-Step Plan for Climbing Out of Hel 

“On the other hand, a goddess of death who represents the horrors of slaughter and decay is something well known elsewhere; the figure of Kali in India is an outstanding example. Like Snorri’s Hel, she is terrifying to in appearance, black or dark in colour, usually naked, adorned with severed heads or arms or the corpses of children, her lips smeared with blood. She haunts the battlefield or cremation ground and squats on corpses. Yet for all this she is ‘the recipient of ardent devotion from countless devotees who approach her as their mother’ 

Hilda Ellis Davidson (2002 [1998]). 
Roles of the Northern Goddess. Routledge. ISBN 0-415-13611-3