Oh, let me hear Thee speaking, In accents clear and still, Above the storms of passion, The murmurs of self-will; Oh, speak to reassure me, To hasten, or control; Oh, speak, and make me listen, Thou Guardian of my soul.
my blogging is sporadic as usual. they say blogging is a thing of the past anyway - maybe it's a thing of my past. but sometimes it's just so fun! i'll be back later.
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i dropped my blog after i came to the conclusion that an academic career and "my thoughts" don't exactly mix...
so have your students found your blog yet?
I don't think so... at least, I haven't heard about it yet. But maybe they wouldn't say something? Who knows...
I like this poem/prayer.
It's very good. As are chubby happy people in harmony. :o)