I wonder sometimes what the memory of God looks like. Is it a palace of infinite rooms a chest of many jeweled objects a long lonely landscape where each tree recalls an eon each pebble the life of a...

I wonder sometimes what the memory of God looks like. Is it a palace of infinite rooms a chest of many jeweled objects a long lonely landscape where each tree recalls an eon each pebble the life of a man Where do I live in the memory of God
Catherynne M. Valente

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Children make prayers so thoughtlessly building them up like sand castlesand they are always surprised when suddenly the castle becomes real and the iron gate grinds shut.
- Catherynne M. Valente

I wonder sometimes what the memory of God looks like. Is it a palace of infinite rooms a chest of many jeweled objects a long lonely landscape where each tree recalls an eon each pebble the life of a man Where do I live in the memory of God Catherynne M. Valente

I wonder sometimes what the memory of God looks like. Is it a palace of infinite rooms a chest of many jeweled objects a long lonely landscape where each tree recalls an eon each pebble the life of a man Where do I live in the memory of God
Catherynne M. Valente