I don't know that I've ever had a day before where I was on the verge of tears almost all the way through it. I guess there's always a first. I just got overwhelmed with how bad at life I am. And then when I got home this evening, I eventually managed to numb myself, winning 4 out of 5 games of NCAA Football 2011 on XBox Live. I wish that were worth something. Maybe they'll hear about that at work and give me a raise.
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Please, Lord, do something. Please.
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john....
When you hear the distant echo of a song, of deepest despair lifted up to God,
what do you do?
Sing back, of course, in what harmony you can.
Forgive me, my echo is too long in coming.
When I have raised such songs to God,
the echos I have gotten have always been thus:
"My world is cast in darkness"
-- "the light you seek is within you and has been always."
Always the means, never the ends;
Always the possibility of good,
Always with the responsibility to make that good happen.
At the bottom of the wave, the steady transmission, the drone note, is this:
-- "you may swim."
Timshel, my friend, thou mayest. Kick those feet, and survive.
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