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Apr 24, 2005 18:12

A little freeverse poetry that's been stewing in my head.


On my code:

I have a Code that I am most likely too dogmatic about.
It is barely seperate from me, I think.
It makes me strong. It makes me weak.
It is not a elegant thing; it is, in fact, a hard unyielding thing.

When I am scared and frightened, my Code makes no pretenses of comfort.
My Code will not have me run.
My Code will not let me look away.
Nothing less than complete and honest bravery on my part will do,
and it knows then I lie.

When I have run out of options, my Code makes no pretenses of comfort.
My Code will not let me believe that help will somehow come on from high.
My Code will not let me relent or rest because I do not know what to do.
And all my Code will tell me is I must be ashamed if I do not try harder.

When I have failed, my Code makes no pretenses of comfort.
My Code will not have me blame others for failings that are my own.
My Code will remind me that I do not deserve what I can not earn.
Nor will it promise what it does not have the authority to:
that things will be better next time.

My Code kisses me full on the lip everyday and beats me with iron rods until I am stronger than I once was.
Indeed, that is the price for excellence
and for being driven.
Indeed, that is how you
temper yourself into a better man.
Indeed, this is how my Code has
made of me an outsider and a fool.

And what I brazen liar am I?
To blame such things on a Code with
No strength that I do not give it,
No authority that I do not surrender,
And no volition save my own.

Yeah, whatever. Don't worry; I'm not having a nervous breakdown, though I do not know how I am going to finish all my work on final projects on time. I think I've bitten off more than I can chew (did I say that already?), so a breakdown may stll be on the way. This was just some random musings on my part. I think it's been germinating there ever since one of my friends told me, "Pol, y'know it's okay to be average." My response was, of course, to stare at him like he was speaking another language I didn't understand.

Well, at least I know what it feels like to write bad goth poetry now. "Look at me, I'm so angsty!"

To make amends for this lackluster entry, I offer up a quiz result and several cute puppy pictures as compensation.



Your wise quote is: "Our greatest glory is not
in never falling, but in rising everytime we
fall" by Confucius.
Yes indeed, you see true strenght can only be
seen when a person has "fallen". Only
then one can tell how they will handle it. Just
don't make others fall so you can know who they
really are. You on the other hand may be a very
quick recoverer and don't let people bring you
down. You are your own, and you're find with
that. Emotional issues is something you handle
rather nicely.

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