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HE GIVETH MORE GRACE
He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added affliction He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.
When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father's full giving is only begun.
His love has no limit, His grace has no measure;
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth and giveth and giveth again.
"There ought to be a term that would designate those who actually follow the teachings of Jesus, since the word 'Christian' has been largely divorced from those teachings, and so polluted by fundamentalists that it has come to connote their polar opposite: intolerance, vindictive hatred, and bigotry." -- Philip Stater, Huffington Post
always working on cleaning my windows- me regarding Johari
People expect old men to die,
They do not really mourn old men.
Old men are different. People look
At them with eyes that wonder when…
People watch with unshocked eyes;
But the old men know when an old man dies.
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax
Oh if we're going classics, I'm a Poe a holic: The Raven By Edgar Allan Poe
2 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
3 Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
4 While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
5 As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
6 “’Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
7 Only this and nothing more.”
8
9 Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
10 And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
11 Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
12 From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
13 For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
14 Nameless here for evermore.
"There ought to be a term that would designate those who actually follow the teachings of Jesus, since the word 'Christian' has been largely divorced from those teachings, and so polluted by fundamentalists that it has come to connote their polar opposite: intolerance, vindictive hatred, and bigotry." -- Philip Stater, Huffington Post
always working on cleaning my windows- me regarding Johari
December 10, 2018 at 10:12 pm (This post was last modified: December 10, 2018 at 10:12 pm by LadyForCamus.)
Anything by Mark Doty:
A Green Crab’s Shell
Not, exactly, green:
closer to bronze
preserved in kind brine,
something retrieved
from a Greco-Roman wreck,
patinated and oddly
muscular. We cannot
know what his fantastic
legs were like--
though evidence
suggests eight
complexly folded
scuttling works
of armament, crowned
by the foreclaws'
gesture of menace
and power. A gull's
gobbled the center,
leaving this chamber
--size of a demitasse--
open to reveal
a shocking, Giotto blue.
Though it smells
of seaweed and ruin,
this little traveling case
comes with such lavish lining!
Imagine breathing
surrounded by
the brilliant rinse
of summer's firmament.
What color is
the underside of skin?
Not so bad, to die,
if we could be opened
into this--
if the smallest chambers
of ourselves,
similarly,
revealed some sky.
Nay_Sayer: “Nothing is impossible if you dream big enough, or in this case, nothing is impossible if you use a barrel of KY Jelly and a miniature horse.”
December 11, 2018 at 2:33 am (This post was last modified: December 11, 2018 at 2:36 am by Maketakunai.
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"River" by AKB48 (This is the official Studio48 translation from Japanese, which is why it seems a little... off... in English.)
Advance forward! (Got it!)
Don't you dare to halt! (Got it!)
Our aim is that place where the sun rise
Walk on the path of hope!
What blocked this path is River! River! River!
A stretched-out River!
The fated River! River! River!
An ordeal River!
Throw away all your doubts!
Show your willpower!
Don't hesitate!
Immediately
One step forward! Believe yourself!
Forward forward!
Go straight ahead!
Cross the river!! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
A dream is always
Looked so far away
Feels like its distance could not be reached
Pick up that stone
Under your foot
And with all your might
Throw it away!
Just before your very eyes
A river is flowing
Broadly, such a great river
Darkly, deeply, even so
The current is fast, even so
Do not be scared, OK?
Do not wander off
That's right, the opposite side is there
So more, believe in yourself
Inside the darkness
Just keep swimming!
Don't turn your head! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
When you extend your hand, there
Future exists, you see
Don't give up on the thing you can not reach!
The stone that you toss
Is the dream granter
Somehow its falling sound could not be heard
Inside your heart too
A river is flowing
So painful, a river of trial
Maybe it doesn't go smoothly, even so
Sometimes you're almost drown, even so
It's OK to repeat again
Do not give it up
The bank exists just there
Someday your struggle will bring you to it
Get over it!
RIVER!
AH-AH-AH-AH-
Stop telling excuse to yourself!
AH-AH-AH-AH-
Can't do nothing but keep going!
AH-AH-AH-AH-
Gotta keep moving forward!
Keep going keep going keep going
Keep walking on
The path you've decided!
Just before your very eyes
A river is flowing
Broadly, such a great river
Darkly, deeply, even so
The current is fast, even so
Do not be scared, OK?
Do not wander off
That's right, the opposite side is there
So more, believe in yourself
Inside your heart too
A river is flowing
It is, a river of sweat and tears!
Even if you make a failure
Even if it makes you cry
It is OK to start over
Don't say any complaint
Cling onto your dream, yeah
Until the day where your wish come true
