Reflections from far mland

Saturday, December 16, 2006

wisdom

a wise (and angry) friend looked at me once and said : "people who do not know where they are should not give directions"

along that note i venture out to say: "people who have nothing to say should say exactly that, nothing"

i was stressing about a presentation i had to give about a disease to people who not only had discovered the disease, but had probably nursed and named it too. so i was chewing it in my brain while scouring tons of pages of articles from sources whose breathing i could hear in the office next door (you know you're in trouble when you can point to your sources instead of list them on a slide) when Dr V struts in with her pointed staccatto walk and plops on the chair behind me

me: (sigh, expecting sympathy) i'm stressed abt this talk tomorrow
V: (pause pause, with each pausing moment i wait for the -you'll do just fine- phrase-just utter it once for the love of god, but oh no. i get a)
"well. your talk should be informative and educational"

i sooo wanted to say "just like your advice" but didn't.
hmmph.

3 Comments:

  • well dr. rouba... don't worry, you'll do just fine, and your talk will be informative, and educational.

    good luck.

    By Blogger _z., at Saturday, December 16, 2006 9:13:00 AM  

  • there were "technical difficulties" but it was definitely educational (i don't know abt informative) :)

    By Blogger rouba, at Saturday, December 16, 2006 12:31:00 PM  

  • Words in hearts healing

    Then the Lord whispered in our hearts…..
    Words can reach where weapons cannot

    We asked our village sage, how can we restore
    warmth to the face of our souls when
    the favorite poisons of Satan,
    fear, despair, and hatred alight
    upon innocent hearts as ashes
    from the funeral pyre of joy

    How can the eyes of faith close to sleep when
    across the night bed of hope
    sheets of despairing pall are spread and
    the lurid hollow eyes of perjury beam, and
    subvert words of sacred text, laughing
    as divine counsel is debased and done violence

    Dear sage, we asked, how can goodness smile when
    unabashed hatred slaps virtue off the face of shame
    emboldening hatreds minions, who feverishly
    twist and mutilate the morals of their victims
    deceiving those souls until they believe that
    sin is virtue, murder is justice, and hatred is love

    As he spoke, his downcast voice intoned that
    riotously, by perverse commission
    Satan's minions bathe in rivers of wine in Hades, and
    with vapid mocking lust, they harvest
    those deceived souls, reaped by suicides sickle

    Your path to heaven cannot be paved with
    chaste corpses across a river of blood, embrace
    the dreadful ebb and flow of truth in your heart, meet
    doubt and dishonor when they surface, for they
    reveal to you that compassion, not revenge, fulfills the soul

    His voice beamed as a bright light when he said
    bravely, deeply, reach into your heart
    without guile, without deceit, without prejudice
    touch faith there, then inexorably
    God's words in hearts healing
    like the timeless rain, drawn unrelenting to the sea
    will swell into a profound unsounded amity
    in the soul's oceanic sanctuary, and become peace
    lapping upon the shores of divine purpose


    Copyright © 2006

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at Saturday, December 16, 2006 3:43:00 PM  

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