Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Firing synapses

I can't remember the full names of people I have known for years, but I can recite from memory this line from the Vulgate translation of Psalm 54:
Ecce elongavi fugiens et mansi in solitudine.
Expectabam eum qui salvum me fecit a pusillanimitate spiritus et a tempestate

Behold, I have fled far, a long way off, and I remained alone in the desert.
I was waiting from him who saved me from a soul-shrivelling spirit and the storm.

Still waiting.

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