thoughts of peace

Mar 31, 2013 07:00

Sunup, and the moon is still high in the sky. My two local ravens greeted me without portent but flew up peacefully and then back to the treetops. The cricket was silent: on Friday it chirped all alone in the night, and yesterday there were answering chirps from far away. Perhaps they found each other.
It's a good day, hellacious though it may be at the same time.
I wonder if there is a field of history that looks at the works that an individual thought were important and built or rebuilt them. There must be, for it is obvious. But can one discern why these were primal sources for a person? If I told you that the two best lines in "Praise Him" were the Doctor saying "yes, of course, who else would you be?" and "wait, I wasn't talking about myself", that would give you a more accurate insight -- while on a level of documentation one would not think it one of my favourite episodes (it is not) nor be able to pick out those two bits as being reconstituting for me.
I could easily provide a list of works that have strongly influenced who I am, or resonated with who I am -- and to some level it would give a good impression of my beliefs. It only paints an outline, though.
Anyway. Happy Easter, y'all.
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