Pensées du Cloître

                          We Live, as we dream -- alone.

THOUGHTS FROM THE CLOISTER

NISI DOMINUS VANUM

1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High, * abides under the shadow of the Almighty. 2 He shall say to the LORD, "You are my refuge and my stronghold, * my God in whom I put my trust." 3 He shall deliver you from the snare of the hunter * and from the deadly pestilence. 4 He shall cover you with his pinions, and you shall find refuge under his wings; * his faithfulness shall be a shield and buckler. 5 You shall not be afraid of any terror by night, * nor of the arrow that flies by day; 6 Of the plague that stalks in the darkness, * nor of the sickness that lays waste at mid-day. 7 A thousand shall fall at your side and ten thousand at your right hand, * but it shall not come near you. 8 Your eyes have only to behold * to see the reward of the wicked. 9 Because you have made the LORD your refuge, * and the Most High your habitation, Psalm 91

U or NON U

IS IT MORE POSH

TO

SAY

PEE

or

PISS

IS IT MORE POLITE

to

SAY

HE PASSED GAS

or

HE FARTED

or


HE CUT THE CHEESE


IS MORE ADULT 

to 

Say

PRICK

or

PETER

or

WILLY

or

PENIS

SENSE OF AN ENDING

                                                  What is he buzzing in my ears?

                                                        "Now that I come to die,

                                                Do I view the world as a vale of tears?"

                                                            Ah, reverend sir, not I!

Robert Browning - "Confessions" 1864

ASH WEDNESDAY

                                                                LENT 2020

Remember man that thou art dust and to dust thou shall return...

The three disciplines of lent-

STUDY

SILENCE

SERVICE 

GOOD AND BAD

OBSERVATION -

GOOD - SWELTE YOUNG LADIES WITH TRIM ASSES IN LEGGINGS

             BAD - OLDER (POST 16) CHAPS IN LEGGINGS

CARPE DIEM

                      "My candle burns at both ends;

                            It will not last the night;

              But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends ---

                          It gives a lovely light."

Edna St.m Vincent Millay - 1920