VV(11): A True Windup Girl

Terrance lycidas2 at earthlink.net
Wed Mar 14 00:11:53 CST 2001


Was at the Garage, across from Sweet Basils, a port and my
father-confessor. 

Bless me father for I have abused the US post office
again...

Read the book of Job and floss. 



He would stand, therefore, out in some street, not moving,
hanging on to the briefcase and thinking about Rachel who
was 4' 10" in her
stocking feet, whose neck was pale and sleek, a Modigliani
neck, whose eyes were
not mirror images but both slanted the same way, dark brown
almost to
fathomlessness....

>From MMV



http://www.nga.gov/cgi-bin/pimage?46368+0+0

http://www.metmuseum.org/collections/view1.asp?dep=21&full=0&item=1997%2E149%2E9

After ESTHER comes JOB

The Book of Job has been discussed here, there, and
everywhere....and Illustrated by William Blake. Blakes
reading of Job is as good as they get. Well, see *A Blake
Dictionary* by S Foster Damon

The was a man in the land of UZ...

It may be that my sons have sinned, and cursed God in their
hearts

Satan: Doth Job fear God for nought? 

Job: the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away

God to Satan: thou movest me against him without cause

Job to his wife: shall we receieve good at the hands of God,
and shall we not receive evil? 

Job: Let the day perish wherein I was born...let it not be
joined unto the days of the year, let it not come into the
numbers of the months. 

Eliphaz to Job: I would seek unto God...who set[s] up on
high those that be low...Niether shalt thou be afraid of
destruction when it comes...For thou shalt be in leagues
with the stones of the field.

Job to Eliphaz: my life is wind.

Bildad to Job: (For we are but yesterday, and know nothing
because our days upon the earth are a shadow. 

Job to comforters:  cease then, and let me alone, that I may
take comfort a little, 
Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of
darkness and shadow and death. A land of darkness as
darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any
order, and where the light is as darkness..Oh speak to the
earth and it will teach you...He pureth contempt upon
princess...He increaseth the nations and destroyeth
them...He taketh away the heart of the chief of the people
of the earth, and causeth them to wander in the wilderness,
where there is no way...Man that is born of women is of a
few days and full of trouble. He cometh like a flower, and
is cut down, he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth
not...There is hope of a tree, if it be cut down that it
will sprout agian, and that the tender branch thereof will
not cease...but man dieth and wasteth away...the water wear
the stones...



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