MEMENTO MORI |
I feel time like a heartbeat, the seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning. The luminous mysteries that once seemed so distant and unreal, threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertain... Posted by Dana Scully on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 01:29:00 PST |
ALL THINGS |
Time passes in moments ... moments which, rushing past define the path of a life just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop to examine that path, to see the reasons why all thi... Posted by Dana Scully on Sun, 21 Aug 2005 11:50:00 PST |
EMILY |
It begins where it ends... In nothingness. A nightmare born from deepest fears, coming to me unguarded. Whispering images unlocked from time and distance. A soul unbound - touched by others but never ... Posted by Dana Scully on Sun, 21 Aug 2005 12:02:00 PST |
TRUST NO 1 |
One day, you'll ask me to speak of a truth - of the miracle of your birth. To explain what is unexplained. And if I falter or fail on this day, know there is an answer, my child, a sacred imperishable... Posted by Dana Scully on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
RAIN KING |
Well, it seems to me that the best relationships-- the ones that last-- are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than ... Posted by Dana Scully on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |