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[thetuan]

A monk once told me"dont show too much pride in the that which you love, lest God become jealous of that love, and so destroy them."

The Sin of pride...I boasted too much and took to much joy. I reveled in that joy, and now I fear it is done.

I am bone-tired, and I fear I am done. I grow weary of the taste of ashes in my mouth.

Comments

[iamtamtamiam]

Don't know what is going on. Please know that I care for you and if you need a friend to listen, I am here. *hugs*

[lizzielove]

Sorry to hear about it. If I were closer I'd offer a for real hug, but a virtual one will have to suffice.

[gukacayuga]

Don't know what hapened, but my thoughts are with you. Sending good vibes in your direction *hugs*

[gaeirin]

Whatever happened, I'm really sorry sweetie! *hugs*

[madcat_369]

Pride can become a monster that, when allowed to grow beyond that which it should be naturally be constrained by, ultimately eats away at itself and in the end threatens to consume its creator. Yet, if that pride is well-founded and deserved, a remnant of it may remain and the love upon which it was based. Be true to yourself, and your pride - your love - will not be false to you.

[thetuan]

hm, did our paths cross long ago? what brings you to my little letterbox of the world.

[madcat_369]

RHS Class of '87. I assume by your birthdate that was when you graduated. If not, then our path have probably not crossed, after all. Plus I find your writings interesting - creative and cryptic - although I must admit to only have been following them for a short time. When you spoke of pride and love, was it for another? Or was it directed toward your writing?

[thetuan]

im afraid you have the advantage on me madam. I was class of 87, but blame far too many instances of too much gin being surrounded by my body, i cannot place you...if you would indulge this feeble memory of mine with a few clues i would be very grateful.