Calm indifference, anyone?

I have been reading sad posts these past days. Then John said something like pebbles creating ripples and this poem came to mind. For all of us...

SANG-FROID

Still as water, the heart learns
the art of false serenity.

Each stone casts ripples upon ripples
upon placid emotions.

Each stone with its jagged edges
each, cutting, sinking.

Density has no meaning.
Depth is not a question.

Only calm indifference.

Yet...

As the water turns murky,
     as the water overflows,
          as the water runs dry..

Perhaps, it will cast its own ripples.

For the moment, there is only agitation
in tranquility.

Sang-froid, indeed.

Copyright © December 2001 By lildovefeather

Finally!!!

This is darker than The Smirk. Kicking off the goody-two-shoes now... ;p

Take the quiz: "What does your birth month reveal about you?"
May

Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.


Stubborn (as a bull? yeah, yeah, yeah. Rotten stereotype)...Hard-hearted (wrong, dude)... Strong-willed and highly motivated (trying to be)...Sharp thoughts (sometimes) ...Easily angered (next, please!)...Attracts others and loves attention (are you talking about me?!!!)...Deep feelings (unfortunately)...Beautiful physically (wishing) and mentally (dunno about that)...Firm standpoint (most of the time)...Needs no motivation (depends)...Easily consoled (seems to be right)...Systematic (on occasions)...Loves to dream (yup)...Strong clairvoyance (kinda, when things get a bit weirder)...Sickness usually in the ear and neck (kinda, could be coincidental)... Good imagination (*smile*)...Loves literature and the arts (*wide smile*)... Loves traveling (would love to but not much chance)...Dislike being at home (on the contrary...)...Restless (a bit)...Not having many children (uh, I wouldn't know yet)...Hardworking (but not when unappreciated)...High spirited (he he...sometimes no)...Spend-thrift (kinda but when I really want something, I let go)...

Necessary Changes

"Dear Atty. ____________,

It is with utmost (insert word here, dunno what to use yet) that I tender my resignation.

For more than five years, __________ has been my second home. For that, I thank the whole institution for accepting me into its folds.

Through the years, I have witnessed _________ grow. I would like to think that in my own little ways, I have contributed to its growth. However, I feel that now is the time for new changes in my personal life. I feel that I have done my part and must now move on to let others do theirs.

There is a personal need for me to find a field more suitable to my background. Moreover, I would like to grow as a writer as well. ________, sad to say, is not the proper venue for that. I remember what Dr.___________, himself, told me when he interviewed us at the President's Office back in early 20__. He had asked all of us about our future plans and aspirations. I told him I was going to be a writer. To this, he said, "You should do it as early as now." Those were simple words, but wise. I now intend to follow his advice.

It is, thus, that I tend my resignation. For the school to have ample time to find a replacement, and for myself to settle accounts and unfinished work, I then ask that termination of my contract starts in January.

Again, my gratitude for the opportunities ________ has given me. It has been my pleasure to have served _________ in return.

Thank you.

Respectfully,

(my name)"


*Now, all I gotta do is find the right time to submit the letter this week and when to tell my mother. She won't be mad (after all, I'm not the breadwinner), but she's going to be worried.

"LOVING"

I...absolutely have no idea where the original post went. It was some result for one of those tests you took just for fun, unless you're to gullible to believe everything. Keeping this here, though, because of the comments thread :)

WILL AND TESTAMENT

Maybe weird, maybe morbid to some, but I think I'll start writing my will and testament again (because I always plan this but never finish). Not last, just will and testament. Not last because for sure, it's going to have lots of revisions, as always.

As far as I know, I'm not dying yet. But hey, you can never know when your time really is (unless you're psychic, but even that's not accurate). I'm having these thoughts because of My Late Classmate Chris, Rio Diaz (Filipino celebrity), and Superman Christopher Reeve. And I think it can be part of what I said I could do TODAY. I just want to be sure that if ever I suddenly die, there will be a will to be followed and carried out. No, I don't have treasures. I have real treasures, the kind that really mean much to me.

Now, the problem is how to go about "legalizing" it...Hmnn...I think I'll sign it then leave it somewhere they can find when I'm gone. And then I'll leave a note with all my e-mail addresses and on-line IDs and passwords. Don't want my on-line buddies to wonder where the heck I've been ;p

I think it's a great idea.

*Smirk!*

You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a
little bit cocky and usually associated with
evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You
probably just don't give a damn,but it's
everyone else's fault if you don't because
you're too awesome to have any real faults.


What Kind of Smile are You?
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And since I'm too awesome, kindly (translation: please, please, please!)
check out my "Market" list. Maybe you can help me? *smirk*

God(dess) of Light

Take the quiz: "Which God or Goddess are you?"

God of Light
Innocent and a bit shy, but pure and clear at the same time. You are one half of the true god, combing light with darkness makes the whole world live. You tend to do whatever is going on, go with the flow, ya know?

Hmnn...There seems to be a trend somewhere...I LOVE this quizzes! They make me look good (when I'm not, LOL!!!)...BUT, excuse me, I don't "tend to do whatever is going on". I am an individual and I like being an invidual. Hmp.

What really matters

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." Regardless of race, gender, beliefs and religion, we all end up the way we began. It is, however, the "to" that matters the most, that space between yesterday and tomorrow - TODAY. How do you live your life today? How many lives have you touched? Do you fail and sulk, or do you fail and still manage to love life? Are you a humble winner, or are you a winner in need of a lesson in humility?

Two people recently reminded me of the importance of "today".

One was someone I had known almost all my life but never really met. Five years of battling cancer finally caught up with her. There was no getting around it. Death is a painful process for both the grieving and the one they lose, no matter how prepared they think they are. Yet, she did more than prepare. She committed the last years of her life not to bitterness but to better-ness, to a life with more meaning. She held her own faith in her heart and gave love and hope and maybe faith again to those who needed them. She was not selfish and gave help even to people she did not know.

The other one was someone who, for a brief time, touched my life in his own, unknowing way. He was a classmate in high school, Freshman year, and left after the second. He was killed recently...The other day, I cut out an article about him. At first, I found it a bit funny - funny in a strange way - that the only chance I got to learn more about him again was through an article in the papers about his death. There, loved ones and friends recounted how his life had been. And somehow, I smiled, because at least, he had been a good person to merit the admiration and adoration of many people. It's just a pity. He would've made it to our high school reunion next December. Maybe he would've come.

They are just examples of people who made a difference, and there in lies the difference - What you do TODAY. I am not sure what difference I, myself, can make. I just know I will try.

You've Been Touched by an Angel ;p

Here's what Li'l Dove is all about!...He he he!!!


The Angel. Born of light and goodness, you care for
all others as that is your destiny. Some think
you can be taken advantage of, but you know
that all need to be cared for at sometime.


What is the Dominant Inner being within You?
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By the way, we had an earthquake again last night, an hour after I had a very nice chat with my friend Butterfly...Well, if I died, at least I'd be an angel by now ;p

Oh, I just HAD to post this!

Due to my being a Drama Queen last night, someone wrote this very beautiful poem for me. I'm not editing anything because I'd like to preserve its "freshness." He sent me this exactly right after creating the draft. So yes, I'm Gracie...sometimes...he he...Please don't spread around as I don't really have his permission. It is, after all, still his poem. 

comfort

(written for gracie, right now)

then let me plant kisses
soft and tenderly
on the forehead of your soul
and brush away
loose strands
of errant laughing hair
from your dark
and exotic eyes

let me hold your soul
in the crook of my shoulder
and humm to it
soft notes
crooning tunes
ancient songs
long since learned
at my mothers knee

know now and know well
that no danger threatens
no clouds gather
that cannot be dismissed
through a brave smile
and steady friend
regardless of distance
or miles away

Copyright © Craig Murray

MURDER

Treacherous daggers,
sharp and utterly vicious,
once again plunge deep
from behind my weary soul,
searching for that sea of damned emotions.

They seek to break my resolve,
destroy my spirit, and go for the final kill.

Only to find my silence,
but my soul cries murder.



Copyright © October 2004 by lildovefeather

 

So much easier

Why is it so much easier to be angry than to say sorry? So much easier to lose your head and shout instead of holding back? No weapon hurts more than bladed words that cut deepest in a fit of anger, yet not meant to wound. But wound hearts, they do. These wounds, they do not completely heal long after the battle has ended, wounds that shall once again open in the course of another battle. In the end, no one wins the battle, and no one will ever win the war. And we glance at each other with quiet desperations.