The image of her beautiful body had been offered to her only as a means to awake the far more perilous image of her great soul.

The external and, as it were, dramatic conception of the self was the enemy's true aim.

He was making her mind a theater in which that phantom self should hold the stage.

He had already written the play.

This is Pints with Jack, season eight, episode 12.

Perilander chapter 10, always very nearly true.

Well, welcome, friends, to Pints with Jack, your favorite C.S. Lewis podcast run by three

Thulcandrians, Matt, David, and Andrew. But today, Matt in absentia, it's very nearly Christmas, and we just couldn't

coordinate our schedule, so we'll have to carry on without one of our best. He thought he was

so much better than us and everything. This season, we're once again following the adventures

of Elwyn Ransom, who this time is exploring

Paralandra, and today we begin to see a little more clearly the strategy of Weston, or rather

the unmanned force possessing Weston. Hey, David, what's up? Well, it's been actually a very

lovely day. We are recording on a Saturday for a change and into the evening, which means I have a nice drink up my elbow ready to go.

But I spent most of today outside playing the snow with Alexander.

We made a snowman, although it's a very sort of powdery snow, so it doesn't stick very well.

So we sort of piled it up and made a sort of snowman jabber the hut.

It's sort of like a big slug.

But he enjoyed it, and we did lots of sledding, lots of tobogganing.

Lovely.

Got together with the other brothers-in-law and their kids and a while time was had.

A snow dibick, as it were.

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