song of the pilgrim

(  POEMA DE LA SIGLO XIII  )


La puerta se abre a todos,
Enfermo y sanos-
No solo Catolicos,
Sino a paganos, a judios,
Herejes,  ocjosos y vanos;
Y mas brevemente,
A buenos y profanos..

my translation

the door is open for everyone
the sick and the healthy
not only for the Catholic
but also for the pagan, the jew
the heretic,  the comedian
and the idiot...
and time is very brief-
for the good folks
and the profane

cognitive limitation

"I can choose to observe one experimental set-up,  A,
and ruin B,
or choose to observe B and ruin A.
I cannot choose not to ruin one of them."

      - Von Pauli

most difficult to be more precise

 


" There's always going to be something out there.
 And in today's world, anything's possible. "

     -Lucenay












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acute awareness

We met,
I cut him down,
and his shade as it passes on the wind
shuns my walk.



  - Little Turtle   circa.  1808

something to shoot for

O God, who, among the many marvels
of Your Grace in the New World,
 did cause to blossom on the banks of the Mohawk
 and of the St. Lawrence,
 the pure and tender Lily,
 Kateri Tekakwitha,
 we thank You, the favor we begged
through her intercession,
that this Young Lover of Jesus
 and of His Cross
will now be counted
among the Saints of Holy Mother Church,
and that our hearts may be enkindled
 with a stronger desire
to imitate her innocence and faith.
Through the same Christ Our Lord. Amen.

Canonized officially on October 21, 2012

Saint Kateri Tekakwitha, pray for us.

goading the reflective

The machines have taken over,  right?




       poem by patrick healy who commented on the mayhem created by a computer glitch on wall street....i don't care what any one says-  these are romantic times

found on a stick-em with prescription logo offering D Seldane-D (terfenedine 6 0 mg. and pseudoephedrine HCl 120 mg) that fell from a book

Tend your sick ones,  O Lord Jesus Christ;
rest your weary ones,
bless your dying ones,
soothe your suffering ones,
pity your afflicted ones,
shield your joyous ones...
And all for your love's sake.

     St. Augustine of Hippo