Charles McBryde’s Reviews > Holy the Firm > Status Update

We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all. We sleep to time’s Hurdy Gurdy; we wake, if we ever wake, to the silence of God. And then, when we wake to the deep shores of light uncreated, then when the dazzling dark breaks over the far slopes of time, then it’s time to toss things, like our reason, and our will; then it’s time to break our necks for home.