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I see the stomach of the truck scraping toward me across the hood of the automotive. Suddenly I realize that the truck on our right is drifting into our lane. To say the reward of the Son is to claim a proper and truthful normal. What if you ask to be judged on the merits of the Son of God? "Do you realize goodness better than God? "Do you realize justice higher than God, you could educate him what could be more just? You can ask God to evaluate you by no matter commonplace. God will reply your prayers." Somehow I knew, as I by no means before had, I was right. There is one thing about this answer that offends me. There is no such thing as a dance. There is a low pop, and glass. It is a woman’s voice, however as little as a tremor of the earth. He touched my hand, and in a breath we had been racing up from the earth, above the clouds, far above the clouds, the earth was a curve cloaked in darkish blue, then an orb beneath our toes, and the moon one other orb. In 100 million years, the final life on earth will boil away below a massing solar.



Your grandchildren will know solely your identify. The brains of your kids will document the impressions that your body produced on their perceptions. "With my children so young? "What had you completed? "What will I do? "What do you imply? "But-no. I held a lot of grudges. "You doubt numerous issues," he stated. "You are dead," she solutions. "If you are a ghost," I asked, "how did you die? As she speaks, the seal pups that kind her lips fall into the vacuum of her mouth and are changed by a sleeping python. Her mouth yawns, a swirling, dripping emptiness, and I'm drawn inside, not unwillingly. I reached for his arm and took it in each palms. I reached for him but couldn’t flip far sufficient. The constellation was a notice in a measure, in a symphony, that was a galaxy that I could have blown and it might flip. And there you may have it. There's the torment of obliteration, a licking black fire, however I cannot fix my mind on it. The dwelling vision congeals in my mind. I saw what he meant, nevertheless it took me a moment to type my feelings into phrases.



Then he turned towards me, and took my other hand as well. Tamarins swing above me, then mate feverishly on the branches. He didn’t look at me. He hesitated a moment, and didn’t have a look at me when he answered. "Can I look for a moment? There was the thinnest of whispers, the barest hint of motion, as we passed by way of a trillion miles in a second. "There is not any ‘me.’ There was a chemical reaction, effervescing in a vapor of momentary consciousness. VAPOR OF VAPOR, ALL IS VAPOR. Below my toes, the miniature sculpted caverns of ten thousand colonies of ants shiver with industry. "In ten thousand years the final human will die. "No one will remember," she says, with a lion’s groan and a whale’s sorrowing music. The generations stream, one from another, surviving only, forgetful of the ineffective lifeless. One was being eaten away by a pride of black holes, like ravenous lions.



I’m undecided whether I bit my lip, however I felt like doing so. I almost let go of his hand again-he will need to have felt me lighten my grasp-but thought the better of it. And he answered, "How could I have despatched anyone else to greet my daughter? "Will I have to tell? Finally I asked, "Will I see them again? Once we had been able to go, my ghost, or angel, requested, "Where to now? The little man stated goodbye, and turned to go, and waved. At this the man laughed, not cruelly or cynically, however with mirth and one thing like fondness. "Then it is healthier to meet oblivion head on." I sigh, and feel one thing like peace, or resignation. Somehow we got here to the end of the universe, although I don’t suppose that’s actually attainable within the atypical approach of things. I don’t want to dwell on this part.