Mental health day.
Aug. 30th, 2005 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aquabeanTo begin with, a huge, huge, thank you to everyone who commented on freakout yesterday. *sheepish* Thank guys.
And now for...
RECs!
The lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
karotsamused has been writing Samurai Champloo. And she's doin' a little bit of everything, Jin and Mugen flirt fight, Fuu with flowers, and "If Mugen didn’t know any better, he’d swear the world had it out for him,".
snowyheart is brilliant and wrote me brilliantly evil 838 college AU.
For those of you who venture into the world of DC comics,xparrot has finished Summertime, her excellent Static/Richie StaticShock fic.
Theology Spam
(Taken from my new favorite community:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
merton_moments) This made me think of something I was talking with pvt_tiger about the other day.
"Fickleness and indecision are signs of self-love.
If you can never make up your mind what God wills for you, but are always veering from one opinion to another, from one practice to another, from one method to another, it may be an indication that you are trying to get around God's will and do your own with a quiet conscience.
As soon as God gets you in one monastery you want to be in another.
As soon as you taste one way of prayer, you want to try another. You are always making resolutions and breaking them by counter-resolutions. You ask your confessor and do not remember the answers. Before you finish one book you begin another, and with every book you read you change the whole plan of your interior life.
Soon you will have no interior life at all. Your whole existence will be a patchwork of confused desires and daydreams and velleities in which you do nothing except defeat the work of grace: for all this is an elaborate subconscious device of your nature to resist God, Whose work in your soul demands the sacrifice of all that you desire and delight in, and, indeed, of all that you are.
So keep still, and let Him do some work.
This is what it means to renounce not only pleasures and possessions, but even your own self."
From New Seeds of Contemplation
Poetry Spam
And the Word
by Richard Jones
I find things inside books
borrowed from the library—
foreign postcards, rose petals,
opera tickets, laundry lists,
and, once, a bloody piece of cloth.
Today, inside a volume
of Cid Corman's elegant poetry,
a snapshot—
a man in a dark nightclub
embracing a red-haired stripper.
The man grabs the woman
brashly about her waist,
displaying her nakedness
to the camera. The flash
illumines the man's flushed face,
his single-minded lust
as he bends to touch
his tongue to her nipple,
while she, arching her back,
coolly turns to the camera,
her face flooded with light,
as if asking, "So,
what do you think
about the book you're reading
now?"
Icons forexcursionista
Other News
My last day of work is in 17 days. I need a new job. *writhes* If I fail at life it's totally my own fault. Anyone in greater SD area hiring for someone with admin experience and a degree from a good liberal art's college? Aguh.
Lunch is the next important thing today, though making plans for whenmadpinkflamingo gets out here is also big on today's list. Oh, and darlin', just so you know, I've finally got some M/J stuff typed up. I'll send it your way later.
Well, I now fully intend to eat more pie, have a little more broccoli and maybe make myself some soup. Oohh...soup. That does sound good. *contented sigh* You just can't go wrong with a day off in the middle of the week. It's good for the soul.
That and free time to make icons.... BWAhahahah... ^___^
And now for...
RECs!
The lovely
karotsamused has been writing Samurai Champloo. And she's doin' a little bit of everything, Jin and Mugen snowyheart is brilliant and wrote me brilliantly evil 838 college AU. For those of you who venture into the world of DC comics,
xparrot has finished Summertime, her excellent Static/Richie StaticShock fic.Theology Spam
(Taken from my new favorite community:
merton_moments) This made me think of something I was talking with pvt_tiger about the other day. "Fickleness and indecision are signs of self-love.
If you can never make up your mind what God wills for you, but are always veering from one opinion to another, from one practice to another, from one method to another, it may be an indication that you are trying to get around God's will and do your own with a quiet conscience.
As soon as God gets you in one monastery you want to be in another.
As soon as you taste one way of prayer, you want to try another. You are always making resolutions and breaking them by counter-resolutions. You ask your confessor and do not remember the answers. Before you finish one book you begin another, and with every book you read you change the whole plan of your interior life.
Soon you will have no interior life at all. Your whole existence will be a patchwork of confused desires and daydreams and velleities in which you do nothing except defeat the work of grace: for all this is an elaborate subconscious device of your nature to resist God, Whose work in your soul demands the sacrifice of all that you desire and delight in, and, indeed, of all that you are.
So keep still, and let Him do some work.
This is what it means to renounce not only pleasures and possessions, but even your own self."
From New Seeds of Contemplation
Poetry Spam
And the Word
by Richard Jones
I find things inside books
borrowed from the library—
foreign postcards, rose petals,
opera tickets, laundry lists,
and, once, a bloody piece of cloth.
Today, inside a volume
of Cid Corman's elegant poetry,
a snapshot—
a man in a dark nightclub
embracing a red-haired stripper.
The man grabs the woman
brashly about her waist,
displaying her nakedness
to the camera. The flash
illumines the man's flushed face,
his single-minded lust
as he bends to touch
his tongue to her nipple,
while she, arching her back,
coolly turns to the camera,
her face flooded with light,
as if asking, "So,
what do you think
about the book you're reading
now?"
Icons for
excursionista Other News
My last day of work is in 17 days. I need a new job. *writhes* If I fail at life it's totally my own fault. Anyone in greater SD area hiring for someone with admin experience and a degree from a good liberal art's college? Aguh.
Lunch is the next important thing today, though making plans for when
madpinkflamingo gets out here is also big on today's list. Oh, and darlin', just so you know, I've finally got some M/J stuff typed up. I'll send it your way later.Well, I now fully intend to eat more pie, have a little more broccoli and maybe make myself some soup. Oohh...soup. That does sound good. *contented sigh* You just can't go wrong with a day off in the middle of the week. It's good for the soul.
That and free time to make icons.... BWAhahahah... ^___^
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Date: 2005-08-31 02:47 am (UTC)And, M/J, squeeeee! Oh, I've made a new angel. Whom I adore more than Terence. Somehow. Yeah, I love secondary characters. I've hardly touched Daniel in months, but that's because Cassius decided to introduce himself to me. And no offense to Danny, but my goodness is he hot. Droolworthy, even. ^_^ I've done a couple of sketches of the boy. He's beginning to look something like a Sirius/Snape combo *gasp* but still...yum. Now I just need a scanner, because heck if I know how to do anything in these fancy schmancy art programs I have on this computer.