and it's not on a fence...
I'm not big on the whole blogging thing...I can go weeks and months without putting anything down. I'm not a fan of words. Which actually kinda sucks since we need them to talk...who knew?? I feel....lost...like I'm walking around in a cloud that's keeping me from my daily life. I should have been studying all day but I only found enough motivation to get my book and notes together and stack them neatly in a pile. Yesterday I had someone to talk to, and a book to read, and a plan to spend today studying...today, I have nothing but a deep sadness and a unsettling feeling of being so very alone. I hate it.
Ok, I need to stop being so damned pitiful...I'm going to try to study now. Not that you care or anything, right?
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Since September 2008
i am a little church(no great cathedral)
far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities
-i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
i am not sorry when sun and rain make april
my life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope,and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains
i am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
i am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
-e.e. cummings
About Me
- Alison
- I'm a full time student and single mother. I literally live day to day and try to enjoy every moment.
Visitors
I'm not deep
I'm not an intellectual
I'm not an artist
I'm not a critic
I'm not a poet
I just have internet access
I'm not an intellectual
I'm not an artist
I'm not a critic
I'm not a poet
I just have internet access
Your Daily Dose of Awesome!
My Past Writing Projects
Witticisms
i am a little church
i am a little church(no great cathedral)
far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities
-i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
i am not sorry when sun and rain make april
my life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope,and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains
i am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
i am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
-e.e. cummings
Blog Archive
- September 2011 (1)
- April 2011 (2)
- March 2011 (7)
- February 2011 (6)
- January 2011 (4)
- September 2010 (1)
- August 2010 (1)
- July 2010 (3)
- May 2010 (1)
- April 2010 (6)
- March 2010 (7)
- February 2010 (18)
- January 2010 (5)
- December 2009 (22)
- November 2009 (7)
- June 2009 (2)
- May 2009 (2)
- April 2009 (7)
- March 2009 (2)
- December 2008 (6)
- November 2008 (7)
- October 2008 (6)
- September 2008 (8)
0 comments:
Post a Comment