Seven Lonely

Sunday, October 26th, 2003

I do not think that all who choose wrong roads perish; but their rescue consists in being put back on the right road. A sum can be put right: but only by going back till you find the error and working it afresh from that point, never by simply going on. Evil can be undone, but it cannot ‘develop’ into good. Time does not heal it.

–C.S. Lewis, preface to The Great Divorce

I read this quote this morning, and it’s stayed with me all day. It’s profound when I realize I spend a lot of time asking God the big WHY questions. About a certain topic. Old stuff.


Time won’t heal evil. Think of that for a minute. Time won’t turn evil into something better, something noble. Time is passive, it’s inactive. It requires nothing more on our part than merely sustenance and shelter. Time won’t cleanse or regenerate - more it will degenerate.


But what if one is actively moving toward evil?


I wonder sometimes.



Seven days since I last heard your voice

Seven days since I fell into this void

Seven cigarettes since I last tried to call

Now I’m falling deeper inside this mental hole


Seven days

Seven lonely

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Seven days since I last heard from you

Can’t understand how the hell that we are through


Seven days

Seven lonely

Seven days alone


Because it smells like three years ago outside tonight,

michelle