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city." As they descended, Eliza
The wildlings had no where to go. Some continued upward, and died. Some went downward, and died. Some stayed where they were. They died as well.
He that riseth first, is first drest.
How soon things changed and how low people fell and from what heights. Even those whom he thought untouchable. Or perhaps, especially those. It was as if there were two invisible arcs: with our deeds and words we ascended; with our deeds and words we descended.
My whole life, I prepared to come down in order to save the world above.. Now I have to ascend to save the world below..
Then normal sank.
The less you know, the more I comprehend. You don't have to drag me down, I descend.
God descends to the humble as waters flow down from the hills into the valleys.
Since our first, furry ancestor scraped flint on stone and banished night with fire, we have climbed heavenward on a ladder made of our own arrogance.
I fall for centuries of life. First sunlight touches this hillside; and buried inside the earth, a seed stirs, turning slowly in the deep soil like a tadpole turning itself in a dank pool.
To rise above treeline is to go above thought, and after, the descent back into bird song, bog orchids, willows, and firs is to sink into the preliterate parts of ourselves.
Gradually the sunken land begins to rise again, and falls perhaps again, and rises again after that, more and more gently each time, till as it were the panting earth, worn out with the fierce passions of her fiery youth, has sobbed herself to sleep once more, and this new world of man is made.
Up the hill, sheep bleat, oblivious to human empires rising and falling.
BORN TO CRAWL, REBORN TO FLY
Down in adoration falling, Lo! the sacred Host we hail; Lo! o'er ancient forms departing, Newer rites of grace prevail; Faith for all defects supplying, Where the feeble senses fail.
Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.
In the course of crime ... the descent is rapid.
God's downward descent to us in grace reversed by our upward ascent in pragmatic enthusiasm, we are increasingly becoming a sheep without a Shepherd - and all in the name of mission. Instead of churching the unchurched, we are well on our way to even unchurching the churched.
In midair, dangling lost above the world.
Below Every Tangled Hierarchy Lies An Inviolate Level
Hast thou fallen? Do not groan and lament: rather be thankful for the opportunity given thee to rise once more.
Again the pressure pushes me in the chair, shuts my eyes. I notice the dark red tongues of the flame outside the windows. I'm trying to memorize, fix all the feelings, the peculiarities of this descending, to tell those, who will be conquering space after me.
O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?
The last of our enemies is laid low.
In order to get up you have had to fell down
We rise up
And we fall down
Only to rise again
They fell, but o'er their glorious grave Floats free the banner of the cause they died to save.
Under the Mountain dark and tall The King has come unto his hall! His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread, And ever so his foes shall fall.
Alecto, do you think we have fallen from heaven, or do you think we are falling towards it?
And some are fall'n, to disobedience fall'n, And so from Heav'n to deepest Hell; O fall From what high state of bliss into what woe!
In order to weep, I had descended to the realm of the dead themselves, to their secret chambers, led by the invisible but soft hands of birds down stairways which were folded up again as I advanced. I displayed my grief in the friendly fields of death, far from men: within myself.
We are the heirs of the ages
I sought to hear the voice of God and climbed the topmost steeple, but God declared: Go down again - I dwell among the people.
Nature has placed you on the throne of royalty as the heir of all life that preceded you.
With him inside the elevator descended.
We have all been thrown down so low that nobody thought we'd ever get up again; but we have been long enough trodden now; we will come up again, and now I am here.
And into the close and mirrored catacombs of sleep
We'll fall, and there in the faded light discover the bones,
The dust, the bitter remains of someone who might have been
Had we not taken his place.
Life is a horizontal fall.
Behind lay loneliness and delusions. Ahead lay answers, and yes, Riley. So bent double beneath my load, but naked no longer, I followed the two demons deeper into Hell.
I knelt a mortal; I rose an immortal.
If from thy secret bed Of luxury unbidden offspring rise, Let them be kindly welcom'd to the day.
I plummeted down past the zigzaggers, the students, the experts, through year after year of doubleness and smiles and compromise, into my own past.
down. Below this the water was
The higher the step of advancement, the heavier is the fall.
down one giant spiral
Disenchantment, like any other fashion, having started off among the elite had now been passed down to finish its days among the lower orders.
Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men.
People fall when they already fell.
P.C.M. Hermans
Worldpoet 546
Babaji
September 12, 2016
Throughout the world Dark Ages have scrawled finis to successions of cultures receding far into the past.
Deep they delved us, fair they wrought us, high they builded us; but they are gone.
For once you have fallen low. Let us see in the future how high you can rise.
Higher than the beasts, lower than the angels, stuck in our idiot Eden.
I am descended from a very long line my mother once foolishly listened to.
I'm not spiraling down. I could never spiral down with you beside me. You hold me up, Damien.
If ancient descent could confer nobility, the lower forms of life would possess it in a greater degree than man.
Satan fell by the force of gravity.
If I must fall, may it be from a high place.
Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are passing.
Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast,
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
The dead pull the living down.
I belong to this race, and when it is down I belong to a down race; when it is up I belong to a risen race.
But afterwards there occurred violent earthquakes and floods; and in a single day and night of misfortune all your warlike men in a body sank into the earth, and the island of Atlantis in like manner disappeared in the depths of the sea.
What springs from earth dissolves to earth again, and heaven-born things fly to their native seat.
Here, just below the Earth's summit, there are towns and villages, a tangle of human lives, in the shadow of Arctic eschatology.
Eph 4:9 The fact that he ascended confirms his victorious descent into the deepest pits of human despair. [In John 3:13: "No one has ascended into heaven but he who descended from heaven, even the son of man." All mankind originates from above; we are anouthen, from above.
Some falls the means are happier to rise.
Peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely:
Story should be a descent
the feeling that there is an intense gravity to the narrative that draws you down, down, down.
Earlier lives drift by on silver soles, and the shadows of the damned descend into these sighing waters.
Up! Up into man-thing nest! Up to their streets and their cellars! Up to their granaries and their stockyards! Up to their homes and their temples! All-all belongs to Rictus! All-all belongs to Vecteek!
It dropped so low in my regard
I heard it hit the ground,
And go to pieces on the stones
At bottom of my mind;
Yet blamed the fate that fractured, less
Than I reviled myself
For entertaining plated wares
Upon my silver shelf.
Whoever is related to me in the height of his aspirations will experience veritable ecstasies of learning; for I come from heights that no bird ever reached in its flight, I know abysses into which no foot ever strayed.
Those who were high go down low, and those who've been low go up higher.
No one should deny the danger of the descent, but it can be risked. No one need risk it, but it is certain that someone will. And let those who go down the sunset way do so with open eyes, for it is a sacrifice which daunts even the gods. Yet every descent is followed by an ascent.
They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone. Over the land sun and wind still move to burn and sway the trees, the grasses. No avatar, no scion, no vestige of that people remains. On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.
Leads to Bear Down
Bear Down
gives way to little crown
Crown concedes the Head
then Head produces All
Snip the fruity cord
little King begins to bawl
then grows bored
So begins his fall
Dropped
and falling
from such
heights
for so
long
that
maybe
I will have
enough time
to learn
flying
If not consciously acknowledged and mourned, uncertainty about one's descent can cause great anxiety and unrest, all the more so if, as in Alois's case, it is linked with an ominous rumor that can neither be proven nor completely refuted
I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night,
Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down
The dark descent, and up to reascend ...
In a fleshly Tomb, I am Buried above ground.
heights th' immortal Gods, Jove
In a fleshy tomb I am buried above ground.
Every year lays more earth upon us, which weighs us down from aerial regions, till we go under the earth at last.
Gashed with honourable scars,Low in Glory's lap they lie;Though they fell, they fell like stars,Streaming splendour through the sky.
From the heights of these pyramids, forty centuries look down on us.
Seen and unseen, the great and the unknown tumbled together in a writhing heap as the bow plunged deeper and the stern rose higher.
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
down to the floor, she accepted that she was
He fell for a hundred years into darkness
Under a low sun, pursued by fish and mounted by crows and veiled in a loud swarm of bluebottle flies, the body comes down the river like a deadfall stripped clean.
I fell into the water with a large splash and sunk like a stone. My feet guided the way as I drifted further into the murky depths.
Down.
Down.
Down.
He looked down the slope and, at the base, in the shadow of the wall of the Park, he saw some human figures lying. Those venal and furtive loves filled him with despair. He gnawed the rectitude of his life; he felt that he had been outcast from life's feast.
Onward we climb. The upper slope is a crust of friable lava. It crunches like peanut brittle beneath our steps.
I had diverged, digressed, wandered, and become wild.
The way up is a staircase.
The way down is a cliff.
FROM WHENCE YOU SPRANG.
In all societies, it is advisable to associate if possible with the highest; not that the highest are always the best, but because, if disgusted there, we can descend at any time; but if we begin with the lowest, to ascend is impossible.
...exiled in an obscure dead water of time...
Water and grace flow to persons and places that are lower.
I think we crushed ourselves down over the centuries. Buried ourselves under greed and hate and whatever other sins we could find until our souls finally hit the rock bottom of the universe. And then they scraped a hole through it, into some ... darker place.