How do you pray for a dead person?

Dear God, thank you for this wonderful day that Adam and Eve never got to see. I hope they're happy, and please let them know that I forgive them for bringing sin into this world. Please keep them safe, and watch over them. I know that you have them under your special protection. Send my love, and tell them I miss them and that I wish I could have met them.
Amen.







No, but seriously.
huh?
catch me on fire?
huh?

Psalm 130

De profundis clamavi ad te, Domine.
Domine, exaudi vocem meam. Fiat aures tuae intendentes
in vocem deprecationis meae.
Si iniquitates observaveris, Domine, Domine, quis sustinebit?
Quia apud te propitiatio est, et propter legem tuam sustinui te, Domine.
Sustinuit anima mea in verbo ejus:
Speravit anima mea in Domino.
A custodia matutina usque ad noctem, speret Israel in Domino.
Quia apud Dominum misericordia, et copiosa apud eum redemptio.
Et ipse redimet Israel ex omnibus iniquitatibus ejus.



From the depths, I have cried out to you, O Lord.
Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive
to the voice of my supplication.
If you, Lord, were to mark iniquities, who, O Lord, shall stand?
For with you is forgiveness; and because of your law,  I stood by you, Lord.
My soul has stood by his word.
My soul has hoped in the Lord.
From the morning watch, even until night, let Israel hope in the Lord.
For with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.
And he will redeem Israel from all his iniquities.








De profundis clamo ad te, Domine.

Christine Sparks - The Elephant Man

"I opened a door and let a condemned man see paradise, knowing that his chains would never let him cross the threshold. How could I do it? What was all this for?
Am I a good man or a bad man?"

She ... [tried] to reach him with her love, knowing that there was a grief inside him she could not touch.
"You're a good man, a very good man."

He said, so softly that she barely heard it, "I feel so ugly."

I suppose we shan't ever operate on the same level.

Well, that was a waste of breath.





How discouraging.

And to think that I never knew.

But I suppose this is quite entirely my responsibility.

Here I go.





This isn't supposed to be this brutal.
So why is it.











orwhatever





I like more than I like salt.

Herman Melville - Moby Dick or, The Whale

The things called omens! Oh! how valiantly I seek to drive out of others' hearts what's clinched so fast in mine! gone, gone? and to go before - but still be seen again ere I could perish - How's that? - There's a riddle now might baffle all the lawyers backed by the ghosts of the whole line of judges: - like a hawk's beak it pecks my brain. I'll, I'll solve it, though!

to think's audacity. God only has that right and privilege.

Were I the wind, I'd blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world.

And yet, 'tis a noble and heroic thing, the wind! Ha! a coward wind that strikes stark naked men, but will not stand to receive a single blow.

Oh! Not too late is it, even now, to desist. See! Thy greatest vice seeks thee not. It is thou, thou, that madly seekest him!

Why so serious.

If I live in fear, I do not live at all.

I can bend in the breeze or complain about the chill.

I can work for my dream or become a hobo.

I can either sleep all day and be tired or wake up at 6 and be tired.

I can either work hard or be lazy.

If the world is going to end in fire, I could end it all right now.

Okay, so maybe that's not right.




whysoserious

O Gentle Saviour

While on others Thou art calling, do not pass Me by.

I'm just bad at life, okay.

I like to smile because it's easy always sometimes usuallymostofthetime.





I like to talk because talk is cheap and that probably makes me worth something negative.



When a time comes when i can't laugh, it's hard.


I want to care.

Wait. I do care.

butwaitidon'treallycareatall


It's easy to say and act like I know what caring is.
But really?


I don't care.

But then again I do sometimes make things hard for myself
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea culpa.


I have no patience or love or acceptance or whatever.
Wait. I do.
Of course I do.



How else could I have lasted


until






now






Let's start over.


Dear Self,
Well, yeah. You're cool. Um bye. Hope you have a good life.



With my hand on my heart, farewell.
Yourself.