A thousand ages in Thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.
But just suddenly I really, really needed to see you again right that minute, that night.
What once bound him Will make him flee Place of power-joining of five Night Spirit Blood Humanity Earth Joined not to conquer, Instead to overcome Night leads to Spirit Blood binds Humanity And Earth completes.
The humblest star twinkles most in the darkest night.
Words at night were feral things.
Night life is when everybody says what the hell and you do not remember who paid the bill.
And you cycle throughout so that you do about five to six cycles throughout the night. And we spend more time in REM later on in the night than we do earlier on.
The night. . . it is filled with bestial watchmen, trammeling the extremities and the interstices of the timeless city, portents fallen, constellated deities plummeting in ash and smoke, roaming the apocryphal cities, the cities of speculation and reconstituted disorder, of insemination and incipience, swept round with the dark.
