Desiderata. mehn.

Now i’d throw good poetry over for half-decent prose any day because poets can be such fat cats, such irritating ‘please-read-my-poem-and-declare-me-great-or-elseses. Also, because of that gu bitch who stole my book of poems in S.3.

But Desiderata is something else (Except for that bit about loud and aggresive persons. WTH? Leave us alone). Max Ehrmann ooye.

Desiderata.

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 the dull and 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 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 critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly 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 with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

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About Miz. Kyrte

I read, I write, I love. My favorite quote is: We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. Bukowski, baby! Extremes ;-)

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  1. ….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 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. ……Take kindly 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 dark imaginings…Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness…Beyond a wholesome discipline ..be gentle with yourself.

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