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04. Aug 2006

Dies Irae


	Even the old emotions are finished,
	we have worn them out.
	And desire is dead.
	And the end of all things is inside us.
	Our epoch is over,
	a cycle of evolution is finished,
	our activity has lost its meaning,
	we are ghosts, we are seed;
	for our word is dead
	and we know not how to live wordless.
	We live in a vast house
	full of inordinate activities,
	and the noise, and the stench, and the dreariness and lack of meaning
	madden us, but we don't know what to do.
	All we can know at this moment
	is the fulfilment of nothingness.
	Lo, I am nothing!
	It is a consummation devoutly to be wished
	in this world of mechanical self-assertion.

	D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930)