One of my favorite poems.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas

Listen to it here

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My weariness is a burden,
And my smile is old and faded.
The contour of my heart hides my trust within my soul.
And there is nothing for me but to leave.
Don’t let me walk away from this,
Don’t let me turn my back on your face.
When faith no longer leads me,
And this race has forgotten,
Please be my refuge.
Oh, sweet refuge.

I carry in my body a secret life I long for.
I journey as a pilgrim looking for the never lands.
I search inside and out, longing for a quiet desire.
When fate has turned me over,
And life has left me bleeding, I do what I have to do.
When faith no longer leads me,
This race has forgotten,
And demons point and stare,
Oh, be my sweet refuge.
Sweet refuge.
I did what I had to do.

The storms are quaking and my shelter is blown away.
I think I know I’m empty handed, But I’m holding on to splitting seams.
You never left me burning,
You always kept me hoping.
I did what I had to do.
I had the sense to recognize that this is too far over my head,
But far beneath my reach.
Your faith is ever dying,
Your eyes are ever weeping, I do what I have to do.
Don’t let me walk away from this,
Don’t let me turn my back on your face.
When faith no longer leads me, And this race has forgotten,
Please be my refuge.
Oh, sweet refuge.

When mountains are caving,
And hills burning with envy.
When the sky begins to sing,
And the sea starts bleeding,
I’ll do what I have to do.

This quest is set before me,
I’ll do what I have to do.
I subside in what is holy,
I did what I had to do.
Oh, sweet refuge.
I did what I had to do…

Das Schweigen (Silence)

[Artist: Johann Heinrich Füssli]

"Sitting silently,

doing nothing,

the spring comes

and the grass grows

by itself."

Interesting Read.

Writing

When you give up your dream, you die.

Never listen to others. Just listen to yourself. Look in the mirror and see the beauty that you hold and go with it. We all have beauty to share with others. You gain strength from all this, they lose theirs. In time, you are the strong one they look upon. Nature has a way of making the strong stronger and the weak, weaker. It is just a fact. Pity them.

Why is it when I put my heart and soul into something, there is always someone there to discourage. Someone always there who feels that if I do what I want to do it will be a mistake. Someone who thinks that I won't be good enough, that I will get taken advantage of.

I really don't understand people anymore. Sometimes, life can be so cruel.

Boring stuff.

So what did Amber do today? She worked from 12:50-6:05. Tommorow I have to go in at 11 and work until close. I also have to go grocery shopping for work again tommorow. But it's not all bad because I get paid and I really need the money. Funds are starting to get a little low. Also, on the agenda tommorow, Batman! Well, hopefully. It all depends on what time Robin (Will's roommate) gets home from Pizza Slut. He has to watch the nine-year old until she does. If anything we can always just watch movies there. I'm going to end up crashing there anyway. I told him I'd come over after work. Well first, I'm going to stop at Taco Hell and then go over there. He's got two tests tommorow and a wedding on Saturday. I also found out that his aunt is my history prof. for next semester. He said she's cool though.

Not much has been going on in my life. Other then work and Will. Erin (the roomie for the summer) is still looking for a job. She'll find one though.. Anyway, before this gets any longer, I'm going to find something to snack on. I'm hungry.

May peace be with you all.

I suppose

For now that this template will suffice.

Thoughts?

I suppose that an update is due.

First of all, I must admit that yes I sort of forgot about this place until Scott mentioned it.

To be honest, life has been rather uneventful. I've mangaged to succesfully complete my first year of college. I've got a new job and a boyfriend. Here's hoping both of them work out.

Other then that, nothing has been happening.

Wow, my life is boring. I need a new hobby.