white cheddar cheez-its and gin on the rocks.
just 3ish more pages of this paper. then relative (extremely relative) freedom…!
Judith Jarvis Thomson. Someone I look up to… no matter what all of my ‘Christian Right’ peers say.
listening to Viðrar Vel Til Loftárása. so beautiful.
the way this world is constantly caught up in painful quarrels of many kinds is so sad and daunting and stressful and depressing. its ‘broken’ nature is really overwhelming.
- take pictures
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy; O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.” —Francis of Assisi
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
I am so excited to be done with school. Just a few more weeks of hell and then all shall be well.
Countdown until Thanksgiving and the end (for now at least) of my intellectual and academic struggle: 17 days
in the market for a typewriter.