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Thursday, February 07, 2008

That hyddeous strength sax myle and more it is of length



"It is as in the days when Nimrod built a tower to reach heaven...The poison was brewed in these West lands but it has spat itself everywhere by now. However far you went you would find the machines, the crowded cities, the empty thrones, the false writings, the barren beds: men maddened with false promises and soured with true miseries, worshipping the iron works of their own hands, cut off from Earth their mother and from their Father in Heaven".

C.S. Lewis,
1945

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