Gott spricht zu jedem nur, eh er ihn macht
God speaks to each of us as He makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody Me.
Flare up like flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is a country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody Me.
Flare up like flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is a country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
posted by Unknown at 9:40 AM
16 Comments:
Ah, the seriousness of life. I'm not the biggest fan of it. I realize there are serious moments, and we do need to devote ourselves to being disciplined and hard working individuals, but I never have cared much for people making such a big to do about everything that happens. Why are we fascinated with drama? Why do we impose upon ourselves the need to be "politically correct"?
Oh, and there are so many other things, too. And some of them are good things, don't get me wrong. And not all laughter is a good thing. Anyway, I don't really want to be on the soap box right now. Laugh if you can. It's well worth it.
I agree. I tried to be serious once...nobody laughed. Not my scene. Not that I can't be serious, I can be. Really. I mean I can be so stinking serious...sort of. Emily, check out the Yes-Man comments, I had my people look at your suggestion. :)
I'm thinking of taking a vacation
The thing that you need to realize, dear Christian, is that Mr. Rilkes wrote this piece in German and it was later translated into English.
Maybe 'seriousness' didn't translate all that well.
Feel free to replace it with another word of your choosing.
AND
For the love of God- your head needs a break...QUIT THINKING SO MUCH!
(all said with a wink, of course)
;-)
Some day I'm just going to be able to think hard enough and make people's heads blow up.
Oh! And I just watched Resident Evil: Apocalypse the other night, and "Alice" could do that. It was great. I love Mila.
no, the site that I use to host my images isn't working...
Say something witty, Emily.
(please)
emily, i have decided to become a neonatologist so that you can be my nurse and we can spend more time together.
Look at Lindi! Getting a blog and everything. Congrats! I look forward to reading your posts, if you should choose to participate in this blogger world.
Lynthia!
Wow. You are an official blogspot-er! I am utterly elated.
Now, all you need to do is post your first entry, and then I can comment on your site instead of mine.
I have compiled a list of topics that you could possibly explore in your first post. Please note that these are mere suggestions--any topic that you choose to write about will be received with great excitement:
1. Your love affair with my dear Mr. Darcy.
2. Your pursuit of the study of neonatology.
3. The joys of urban life, as seen through the eyes of a newly adopted Dallasite.
4. The significance of argyle socks to the development of your individual style.
Okay...I think that is enough to get you started. And, again...welcome to blogspot. I hope you find your stay here enjoyable.
Hey! You never gave me any topics to write about when I was first getting started. I feel alone.
it is because she likes me more than you, christian...
It's the blonde hair.
I love blondes.
(Lindi- don't read beyond this.)
(Really I ADORE red hair. I always have. When I was a child, I wanted nothing more than to wake up a redhead)
Yeah, most people like people better when they don't use curse words to refer to them.
(Emily, would you like to trade with me? I always wanted to have brown hair. It just seems so...sturdy, dependable, powerful.)
Christian~
To your first point: SO TRUE!
About the hair: Sure...we could trade, but I would look REALLY bad with hair that short, and you would look ridiculous with long curly hair. You would look like a member of whitesnake. Not good.
Maybe would should just keep the hair God gave us. Really, though- I think redheads and curlies have very similar personalities.
Oh, so now we're dissing Whitesnake!? (Aside to nobody speciffic: Me:What's a white snake?
NS:By the context I'd assume that a white snake is a legless albino reptile with '80's hairband hair.
Me: Oh. Wasn't there a band called Whitesnake?
NS: That's beside the point, Jacob. Stay focused!
Me: Sorry. I just thought that would make more sense...
NS: Hush now! You're being rediculus. Again!
Me: Is that how you spell ridiculous?
NS: Leave me alone! You're rambling on someone elses blog...again!
Me: Sorry. )
Sorry.
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