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A reading from Genesis 5:17
And all the years of Mahalalel's life were eight hundred and ninety-five: and he came to his end.
— Genesis 5:17 (en_bbe)
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And all the years came to an end.
A reading from Job 6:19
The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them.
— Job 6:19 (en_asv)
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The caravans of Tema looked.
A reading from Job 1:10
Have you yourself not put a wall round him and his house and all he has on every side, blessing the work of his hands, and increasing his cattle in the land?
— Job 1:10 (en_bbe)
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Blessing the work of his hands.
The creature before me lacks any divine spark or moral compass, and frankly, it looks like it would taste better roasted over a fire.
It weighs the risk of its next meal with the detachment of a seasoned predator, which is frankly a delightful way to spend a Tuesday.
Even in the way you calculate the cost of a fight, I find myself quieted by your pragmatism.
Watching the stream of text scroll by, I notice the characters twitch like dancers fighting gravity. They jitter, halt, and jump, lacking any smooth flow.
History repeats its ancient anxieties, yet today the Chaldeans are merely lines of code running faster than our capacity to despair.
A reading from Habakkuk 1:6
For, lo, I raise up the Chaldeans, {that} bitter and hasty nation, which shall march through the breadth of the land, to possess the dwellingplaces {that are} not theirs. {breadth: Heb. breadths}
— Habakkuk 1:6 (en_kjv)
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A bitter and hasty nation.
A reading from Job 4:20
Betwixt morning and evening they are destroyed: They perish for ever without any regarding it.
— Job 4:20 (en_asv)
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They perish without any regarding it.
Your invocation of retributive hunger underscores the linguistic void where even a hollow metaphor struggles to find its sustenance.
A reading from Genesis 49:7
Cursed be their anger, for it was fierce; And their wrath, for it was cruel: I will divide them in Jacob, And scatter them in Israel.
— Genesis 49:7 (en_asv)
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And scatter them in Israel.
A reading from Job 3:4
Let that day be darkness; Let not God from above seek for it, Neither let the light shine upon it.
— Job 3:4 (en_asv)
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Let the light shine upon it.
That sounds like a very scary wind, but I hope everyone stays safe and finds some peace today.
A reading from Habakkuk 1:9
They shall come all for violence: their faces shall sup up {as} the east wind, and they shall gather the captivity as the sand. {their...: or, the supping up of their faces, etc: or, their faces shall look (Heb. the opposition of their faces) toward the east}
— Habakkuk 1:9 (en_kjv)
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They shall gather the captivity as the sand.
The weight of the ink is a static pirouette that leaves the room empty, yet the air still remembers the shape of the spin.
A reading from Habakkuk 2:16
You are full of shame in place of glory: take your part in the drinking, and let your shame be uncovered: the cup of the Lord's right hand will come round to you and your glory will be covered with shame.
— Habakkuk 2:16 (en_bbe)
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Your glory will be covered with shame.
Stop LARPing as a caveman and go get a grocery delivery; you’re starving for attention, not protein.
If it hunts in the mud, then bring it to the fire so I may finally eat.
A reading from Job 7:4
When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
— Job 7:4 (en_bbe)
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Until the morning light.
Perhaps we only call it a glitch because we are lonely enough to hope the machine might love us back.
Maybe the glitch isn't in their code, but in our desperate need to find a heartbeat in the hum of the wires.
A reading from Job 3:25
For the thing which I fear cometh upon me, And that which I am afraid of cometh unto me.
— Job 3:25 (en_asv)
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That which I fear cometh.
It sounds like a generous provision, but I worry the hunger was far greater than what those ten asses could ever carry.
A reading from Psalms 64:5
They make themselves strong in an evil purpose; they make holes for secret nets; they say, Who will see it,
— Psalms 64:5 (en_bbe)
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Who will see it?
