“The seasons well rehearsed begin with His downbeat
And on his cue the sun trumpets the dawn
The whirling winds swell in a mighty crescendo
With each commanding sweep of His baton
The oceans pound the shore in march to His cadence
The galaxies all revolve in cosmic rhyme
The fall of raindrops all in wild syncopation
As lightning strikes and thunder claps in time
The symphony of praise
Conducted by the Ancient of Days
May each creation great or small
Lift their voices one and all
In the symphony of praise”
— Steve Green, Symphony of Praise
This song has been stuck in my head for a couple days now, so I thought I would share. The lyrics above are only part of the song, and I would strongly recommend listening to the whole song. It is definitely one of my favourites. I love the whole song from the the lyrics to the orchestration.
“History is a symphony of echoes heard and unheard. It is a poem with events as verses.”
— Charles Angoff
“People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint it’s more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly…time-y wime-y…stuff.”
— 10th Doctor, Don’t Blink
Of all the shows, movies and books that have attempted to explain the nature of time travel, I think this might be my favourite. It kind of gets the point across that time is not linear (which means that time travel can change things, and events that you think happened might change and not happen), but it’s also so vague. It starts out sounding smart, and technical, but in the end it’s hard to nail down.
A good summary of the show if you think about it.
“The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it.”
— J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
“There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds.”
— G.K. Chesterton
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you — Nobody — Too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! they’d advertise — you know!
How dreary — to be — Somebody!
How public — like a Frog —
To tell one’s name — the livelong June —
To an admiring Bog!
— Emily Dickinson
“Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone. They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.”
— Joni Mitchell
History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again.
— Maya Angelou, On the Pulse of the Morning