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Thursday, April 07, 2005

The Internet Doesn't Know Everything

I can't find what I am looking for. I know I don't know what I am looking for but I have vague words. Words like grief, loss and grace. Surely that should be enough?

The internet is less than helpful. It gives me death, sympathy and religion. It is more confused than I am.

I try and help it along by being more precise. "Grief stages", "Inspirational poem", "The alchemist little prince quotes". It responds by being more precisely unhelpful.

Hours later and I have given up. This is the closest thing I could find. It reminds me of my grandfather.

desiderata - by max ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy

its actually very hard to find good poems about grief - i managed to find a good neruda one when teen's mum died after reading many, many poems that weren't suitable. its hard. i should find out what it was.
Oh that's a good idea! I like Neruda...I hink I may even have a book somewhere.

Most of the grief poems I found are soppy and flowery and silly. Maybe I should write some.
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