The Second Sunday Before Lent

[poliphilo]

It's getting round the congregation that I used to be a vicar. The latest to find out is a woman called Auriel, who introduced herself as the friend of one of my former girlfriends.

Auriel- such a pretty name! I looked it up; it means Light of God.

It's also the name of an Archangel. The Archangel of the Watchtower of the North.

I still don't really know why I'm doing this-  going to church, I mean-  but I've decided to stop worrying about it and just get it done.

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[currawong.livejournal.com]

Let dreamers dream
What worlds they please
Those Edens can't be found.
The sweetest flowers,
The fairest trees
Are grown in solid ground.

We're neither pure, nor wise, nor good
We'll do the best we know.
We'll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow.
And make our garden grow!

(the cow dies)

"Candide" - Bernstein; Wheeler; Hellman; Sondheim

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Yeah!

[currawong.livejournal.com]

Do you know this absolutely gorgeous song? ... coming after all the Voltairean cynicism and satire, it's surprisingly moving ... you probably do know it, but if you don't know this score ... it's brilliant.