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<br> I see the stomach of the truck scraping toward me across the hood of the car. Suddenly I notice that the truck on our proper is drifting into our lane. To claim the present of the Son is to claim a right and honest standard. What if you ask to be judged on the merits of the Son of God? "Do you know goodness better than God? "Do you know justice higher than God, which you could train him what would be more just? You'll be able to ask God to guage you by no matter normal. God will reply your prayers." Somehow I knew, as I never before had, I used to be proper. There is something about this reply that offends me. There isn't any dance. There is a low pop, and glass. It's a woman’s voice, but as low 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 dark blue, then an orb beneath our ft, and the moon another orb. In 100 million years, the final life on earth will boil away below a massing solar.<br><br><br><br> Your grandchildren will know only your name. The brains of your children will record the impressions that your physique produced on their perceptions. "With my children so young? "What had you done? "What will I do? "What do you mean? "But-no. I held quite a lot of grudges. "You doubt a whole lot of issues," he mentioned. "You are lifeless," she answers. "If you are a ghost," I asked, "how did you die? As she speaks, the seal pups that type 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 am drawn inside, not unwillingly. I reached for his arm and took it in each hands. I reached for him but couldn’t flip far enough. The constellation was a be aware in a measure, in a symphony, that was a galaxy that I may have blown and it could turn. And there you might have it. There may be the torment of obliteration, a licking black fire, but I can not fix my thoughts on it. The dwelling vision congeals in my mind. I saw what he meant, however it took me a moment to form my feelings into words.<br><br><br><br> 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 have a look at me. He hesitated a second, and didn’t have a look at me when he answered. "Can I look for a second? There was the thinnest of whispers, the barest hint of movement, as we handed via a trillion miles in a moment. "There is no ‘me.’ There was a chemical response, effervescing in a vapor of momentary consciousness. VAPOR OF VAPOR, ALL IS VAPOR. Below my ft, the miniature sculpted caverns of ten thousand colonies of ants shiver with industry. "In ten thousand years the last human will die. "No one will remember," she says, with a lion’s groan and a whale’s sorrowing song. The generations circulation, one from one other, surviving solely, forgetful of the ineffective lifeless. One was being eaten away by a pride of black holes, like ravenous lions.<br><br><br><br> I’m unsure whether I bit my lip, however I felt like doing so. I nearly let go of his hand again-he must have felt me lighten my grasp-but thought the higher of it. And he answered, "How might I've sent anyone else to greet my daughter? "Will I have to tell? Finally I requested, "Will I see them once more? After we were able to go, my ghost, or angel, asked, "Where to now? The little man said goodbye, and turned to go, and waved. At this the man laughed, not cruelly or cynically, but with mirth and one thing like fondness. "Then it is better to satisfy oblivion head on." I sigh, and really feel something like peace, or resignation. Somehow we got here to the end of the universe, though I don’t suppose that’s actually possible within the ordinary way of things. I don’t want to dwell on this half.<br>
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<br> I see the belly of the truck scraping towards me throughout the hood of the automobile. Suddenly I notice that the truck on our proper is drifting into our lane. To claim the reward of the Son is to say a proper and fair commonplace. What when you ask to be judged on the merits of the Son of God? "Do you realize goodness higher than God? "Do you know justice better than God, which you could train him what could be more simply? You'll be able to ask God to evaluate you by no matter standard. God will answer your prayers." Somehow I knew, as I by no means before had, I used to be right. There's something about this reply that offends me. There is no such thing as a dance. There is a low pop, and glass. It's a woman’s voice, however as low as a tremor of the earth. He touched my hand, and in a breath we have been racing up from the earth, above the clouds, far above the clouds, the earth was a curve cloaked in dark blue, then an orb beneath our toes, and the moon another orb. In a hundred million years, the last life on earth will boil away beneath a massing sun.<br><br><br><br> Your grandchildren will know solely your name. The brains of your children will report the impressions that your physique produced on their perceptions. "With my youngsters so young? "What had you accomplished? "What will I do? "What do you imply? "But-no. I held numerous grudges. "You doubt loads of issues," he stated. "You are lifeless," she solutions. "If you are a ghost," I requested, "how did you die? As she speaks, the seal pups that form her lips fall into the vacuum of her mouth and are replaced 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 both fingers. I reached for him however couldn’t flip far sufficient. The constellation was a observe in a measure, in a symphony, that was a galaxy that I might have blown and it would flip. And there you've gotten it. There may be the torment of obliteration, a licking black hearth, however I cannot repair my mind on it. The living imaginative and prescient congeals in my mind. I noticed what he meant, but it took me a moment to kind my emotions into phrases.<br><br><br><br> Then he turned toward me, and took my other hand as well. Tamarins swing above me, then mate feverishly on the branches. He didn’t take a look at me. He hesitated a second, and didn’t look at me when he answered. "Can I look for a moment? There was the thinnest of whispers, the barest hint of movement, as we handed by a trillion miles in a second. "There is not any ‘me.’ There was a chemical response, effervescing in a vapor of momentary consciousness. VAPOR OF VAPOR, ALL IS VAPOR. Below my ft, the miniature sculpted caverns of ten thousand colonies of ants shiver with trade. "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 song. The generations circulation, one from one other, surviving only, forgetful of the ineffective dead. One was being eaten away by a delight of black holes, like ravenous lions.<br><br><br><br> I’m unsure whether or not I bit my lip, however I felt like doing so. I nearly let go of his hand again-he should have felt me lighten my grasp-however thought the better of it. And he answered, "How might I've sent anyone else to greet my daughter? "Will I've to tell? Finally I requested, "Will I see them once more? After we were ready to go, my ghost, or angel, asked, "Where to now? The little man said goodbye, and turned to go, and waved. At this the man laughed, not cruelly or cynically, however with mirth and something like fondness. "Then it is best to meet oblivion head on." I sigh, and feel something like peace, or resignation. Somehow we came to the end of the universe, although I don’t suppose that’s really potential within the unusual manner of things. I don’t wish to dwell on this half.<br>

A lap 2023. december 14., 17:28-kori változata


I see the belly of the truck scraping towards me throughout the hood of the automobile. Suddenly I notice that the truck on our proper is drifting into our lane. To claim the reward of the Son is to say a proper and fair commonplace. What when you ask to be judged on the merits of the Son of God? "Do you realize goodness higher than God? "Do you know justice better than God, which you could train him what could be more simply? You'll be able to ask God to evaluate you by no matter standard. God will answer your prayers." Somehow I knew, as I by no means before had, I used to be right. There's something about this reply that offends me. There is no such thing as a dance. There is a low pop, and glass. It's a woman’s voice, however as low as a tremor of the earth. He touched my hand, and in a breath we have been racing up from the earth, above the clouds, far above the clouds, the earth was a curve cloaked in dark blue, then an orb beneath our toes, and the moon another orb. In a hundred million years, the last life on earth will boil away beneath a massing sun.



Your grandchildren will know solely your name. The brains of your children will report the impressions that your physique produced on their perceptions. "With my youngsters so young? "What had you accomplished? "What will I do? "What do you imply? "But-no. I held numerous grudges. "You doubt loads of issues," he stated. "You are lifeless," she solutions. "If you are a ghost," I requested, "how did you die? As she speaks, the seal pups that form her lips fall into the vacuum of her mouth and are replaced 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 both fingers. I reached for him however couldn’t flip far sufficient. The constellation was a observe in a measure, in a symphony, that was a galaxy that I might have blown and it would flip. And there you've gotten it. There may be the torment of obliteration, a licking black hearth, however I cannot repair my mind on it. The living imaginative and prescient congeals in my mind. I noticed what he meant, but it took me a moment to kind my emotions into phrases.



Then he turned toward me, and took my other hand as well. Tamarins swing above me, then mate feverishly on the branches. He didn’t take a look at me. He hesitated a second, and didn’t look at me when he answered. "Can I look for a moment? There was the thinnest of whispers, the barest hint of movement, as we handed by a trillion miles in a second. "There is not any ‘me.’ There was a chemical response, effervescing in a vapor of momentary consciousness. VAPOR OF VAPOR, ALL IS VAPOR. Below my ft, the miniature sculpted caverns of ten thousand colonies of ants shiver with trade. "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 song. The generations circulation, one from one other, surviving only, forgetful of the ineffective dead. One was being eaten away by a delight of black holes, like ravenous lions.



I’m unsure whether or not I bit my lip, however I felt like doing so. I nearly let go of his hand again-he should have felt me lighten my grasp-however thought the better of it. And he answered, "How might I've sent anyone else to greet my daughter? "Will I've to tell? Finally I requested, "Will I see them once more? After we were ready to go, my ghost, or angel, asked, "Where to now? The little man said goodbye, and turned to go, and waved. At this the man laughed, not cruelly or cynically, however with mirth and something like fondness. "Then it is best to meet oblivion head on." I sigh, and feel something like peace, or resignation. Somehow we came to the end of the universe, although I don’t suppose that’s really potential within the unusual manner of things. I don’t wish to dwell on this half.