Tuesday, September 25, 2007
it's tuesday. i haven't done anything all morning except struggle through my third reading of waiting for Godot, because i fear if i do math or some such thing i might turn science-y minded and be unable to write later. i see it is a mistake now because i have gotten nothing done (except sleep a bit more) and am still quite uncapable of writing a good essay. oh well.
in the meantime, i shall lament about how trying to load the audio bible into my ipod has filled my ipod so much that.. well, it's overflowing, and i haven't even loaded all the books up to psalms yet. as it is, i let go of jeremiah and lamentations and song of songs. not that it was that big a sacrifice, i'd take psalms and proverbs to song of songs anyway, seeing as how i'm not in love and so can't really appreciate song of songs.
can you tell i'm just yattering away? to pass the time, that's the idea. that sounds like a line estragon (waiting for godot) would say. good, it means that wfg is getting into my head, probably a good thing. i wonder how everyone else has been preparing. more diligently, i don't doubt. well, we shall see.
meaningless, meaningless! everything is meaningless! that's from ecclesiastes. but i think i spelt it wrongly. i read a bit of 1 samuel today. it was disgusting, why were the israelites so disgusting?
"oh do please come to my house for the night."
"why, thank you ever so much for your hospitality."
"hey, open the door and bring out your guest that we might ahve sex with him!"
"no, no, my friends, i invited him to my house and he is under my protection. but see, here is my virgin daughter and his concubine, take them and do whatever you want with them. only do not lay a hand on my guest."
and then the poor concubine of the guest gets thrown out to the pervertic immoral crowd and is "raped and abused" all night.
all night! by the whole village! (okay, i really sound like wfg. it's disturbing.) and she staggers back to the door of the house where her master - yes, master, not husband - is staying and falls down at the doorstep around dawn because she's so broken and he comes out and cuts her into twelve pieces and sends them to the twelve tribes of israel.
okay, so at least the rest of the israelites band together to try and admolish the people who did that to her. and at least the old man who let the "master" be a guest to his house was hospitable, unlike the rest of the village. but i'm sorry, between gang rape + abuse and no place to sleep, i'd choose no place to sleep. honestly! *shudders*
let me introduce my current favourite song:
What you got if you ain't got love
the kind that you just want to give away
its okay to open up
go ahead and let the light shine through
i know it's hard on a rainy day
you want to shut the world out and just be left alone
but don't run out on your faith
'cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbing is just a grain of sand
what you've been up there searching for
forever is in your hands
when you figure out love is all that matters after all
it sure makes everything else seem so small
it's so easy to get lost inside
a problem that seems so big at the time
it's like a river thats so wide
it swallows you whole
while you sit around what you can't change
and worrying about all the wrong things
time's flying by
moving so fast
you better make it count 'cause you cant get it back
sometimes that mountain you've been climbing is just a grain of sand
what you've been up there searching for
forever is in your hands
when you figure out love is all that matters after all
it sure makes everything else seem so small
=) carrie underwood! YAY for songs with good lyrics and not just nice tunes!
Posted by nayrakroarual at 12:03 PM
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