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Three passions have governed my life:
The longings for love, the search for knowledge,
And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].
Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness.
In the union of love I have seen
In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision
Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined.
With equal passion I have sought knowledge.
I have wished to understand the hearts of [people].
I have wished to know why the stars shine.
Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens,
But always pity brought me back to earth;
Cries of pain reverberated in my heart
Of children in famine, of victims tortured
And of old people left helpless.
I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot,
And I too suffer.
This has been my life; I found it worth living.
I am sitting here and thinking what i wish to write, at this point it seems like such a monumental task, the sheer grandure looms over me like a brach about to fall, or a rock just about to slide, yet i am left unscaved by this occurence. In all the emptness and as with everything, there is the oppisite, therfore the fullness of life, i am still preplexed as to even if i have apoint to write anymore. Gotten for a purpose that seems dim at this time. My life folws on, in endless song, no strom can shake my innermost calm, as to this rock i am clinging, through all the tumoilt and stiff, how can i keep from singing. Songs in the night, the night it givith. All with lose and much to gain, an endless see of tranquility, and a path to reach the road ahead. To have gazed at this the triumph of all, and then to be dashed against the rocks, battered and burused a worthless nothingness, a shadow holds more value. Timeless writing, timeless art, timeless songs. A wrong word here and a step out of place, can make you a man, make u a disgrace. I wish i knew what held me firm, in what i dont know, what i need to learn. Shown the light of a new day, lightens the load, whilst the ropes continue to fray, what gives grace to one is often pain to another, held close, away and then forever. A single note sung, a single note played, can explain what i can not. Somber now in a place no longer dim, time has passed and given in. The light now is not so falsh, the heartfeld words convay what the soul dearly wants. Taken not a prisoner, taken not a captive heart, one has woken to see a new, a fresh start. A start of new and yet of old, for nothing has changed but the place where all takes place. Given this and the haven that taken, i see now what to be done, to hold true. A new way to deal, i hope that it works, or else all be lost in a trial that i have not passed.
So many things have happened recently that i dont want to really talk about i guess, i feel sad cose i think in a few days i will be going away, if you have ever had that feeling of internal sinking. I cant really say alot cose i am not sure if there is anything to say, last few days i have done a little bit of christmas shopping, looked after my family, and had to assist in fixing a golf buggy, so all in all, my holidays, i wish i were back at school.
I send all my love and goodwill to megans mother and hope that she feels better soon...even if this is all you read, i dont know, mabye comment and say words of faith i dont know...*hugs*
take care all
tenchi
The longings for love, the search for knowledge,
And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].
Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness.
In the union of love I have seen
In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision
Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined.
With equal passion I have sought knowledge.
I have wished to understand the hearts of [people].
I have wished to know why the stars shine.
Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens,
But always pity brought me back to earth;
Cries of pain reverberated in my heart
Of children in famine, of victims tortured
And of old people left helpless.
I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot,
And I too suffer.
This has been my life; I found it worth living.
I am sitting here and thinking what i wish to write, at this point it seems like such a monumental task, the sheer grandure looms over me like a brach about to fall, or a rock just about to slide, yet i am left unscaved by this occurence. In all the emptness and as with everything, there is the oppisite, therfore the fullness of life, i am still preplexed as to even if i have apoint to write anymore. Gotten for a purpose that seems dim at this time. My life folws on, in endless song, no strom can shake my innermost calm, as to this rock i am clinging, through all the tumoilt and stiff, how can i keep from singing. Songs in the night, the night it givith. All with lose and much to gain, an endless see of tranquility, and a path to reach the road ahead. To have gazed at this the triumph of all, and then to be dashed against the rocks, battered and burused a worthless nothingness, a shadow holds more value. Timeless writing, timeless art, timeless songs. A wrong word here and a step out of place, can make you a man, make u a disgrace. I wish i knew what held me firm, in what i dont know, what i need to learn. Shown the light of a new day, lightens the load, whilst the ropes continue to fray, what gives grace to one is often pain to another, held close, away and then forever. A single note sung, a single note played, can explain what i can not. Somber now in a place no longer dim, time has passed and given in. The light now is not so falsh, the heartfeld words convay what the soul dearly wants. Taken not a prisoner, taken not a captive heart, one has woken to see a new, a fresh start. A start of new and yet of old, for nothing has changed but the place where all takes place. Given this and the haven that taken, i see now what to be done, to hold true. A new way to deal, i hope that it works, or else all be lost in a trial that i have not passed.
So many things have happened recently that i dont want to really talk about i guess, i feel sad cose i think in a few days i will be going away, if you have ever had that feeling of internal sinking. I cant really say alot cose i am not sure if there is anything to say, last few days i have done a little bit of christmas shopping, looked after my family, and had to assist in fixing a golf buggy, so all in all, my holidays, i wish i were back at school.
I send all my love and goodwill to megans mother and hope that she feels better soon...even if this is all you read, i dont know, mabye comment and say words of faith i dont know...*hugs*
take care all
tenchi