December 10th, 2000


It's a lovely day.

I did my laundry today. I had fully planned on doing it last night, but suddenly felt dizzy and tired, and went to bed ~8pm instead.*

The various creepy-staring-laundromat-people were there, as usual. I guess they wait for me or something. Or maybe there's a continual supply of them. Or maybe I AM one... eep. I hope not. Anywho, the Sunday crowd was there as well. OUCH. The Sunday crowd is a group of small children screaming and running, and their parents-who-can't-be-bothered-to-pay-attention-to-them-except-to-shout-curses-at-them.

This scarred my soul. I didn't mind the screaming children so much... I mean, they bothered me a little, but they're children. They're SUPPOSED to make noise sometimes. It's not a bad thing. What bothered me was the fact that these little ones were trying to get their mothers' attention, and were getting ignored instead (those magazines must have been very engaging). So they tried harder, and harder, and harder, in the only (loud) way they knew, and received "bad" attention. Loud bad attention that made my ears burn.

I almost cried. On several occasions.

It's really not my place to tell people how to raise their children. I don't even have any, nor do I know I'd be any good at raising them if I did. But it bothers me that these children were being given the message that they weren't as important as a printed page of nonsense... that they were establishing a pattern of behaviour that might screw with their relationships for a very long time. It bothers me a lot.

I wanted to tell these children a story. Just make up something fanciful and share it. But I was afraid of being considered some sort of child molestor or something.

I am saddened by my behaviour, by my fear and lack of action. I should have at least tried the one positive course of action open to me. I'm saddened by the parents' behaviour, too, but I can't really do much about that (except not repeat it, if I should ever enter motherhood).

Maybe I'm just too sensitive sometimes.

I've been listening to "Lovely Day" (Bill Withers), and "Here Comes the Sun" (Richie Havens) over and over again, (at first, only in my head in the laundromat... now on MP3). This helps some. So does writing about the experience. The nice guy who helped me bring all my laundry to my car and didn't even try to pick me up also helped to re-establish my faith in the human race. Bless that guy, wherever he may be :)

Hope everyone is having a loverly Sunday. I know for a fact this is not the case in a number of specific situations... my heart goes out to each of you, it really does.

Much love.

* Why, oh, WHY do I expect this completely vapid and useless bit of info to make LiveJournalDiss [sic] news?
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Scatter peace and joy wherever you go and reveal the full magnificence of your immortal self

Love All, and Hate None

"Love all and hate none.

Mere talk of peace will avail you naught.

Mere talk of Allah and religion will not take you far.

Bring out all the latent powers of your being and
reveal the full magnificence of your immortal self.

Be surcharged with peace and joy, and scatter
them wherever you are and wherever you go.

Be a blazing fire of Truth; be a beauteous blossom
of love; and be a soothing balm of peace.

With your spiritual light, dispel the darkness of
ignorance; dissolve the clouds of discord and war,
and spread goodwill, peace and harmony among
the people. Never seek any help, charity or favors
from anybody except God. Never go to the courts
of kings and rulers, but never refuse to bless
and help the needy and the poor, the widow
and the orphan, if they come to your door.

This is your Mission of Peace, to serve the people...

Carry it out dutifully and courageously
so that I, as your Pir-O-Murshid (spiritual guide),
may not be ashamed of any shortcomings on your
part before Almighty Allah and our
holy predecessors on the Day of Judgment."

--Khwaja Muinuddin Chishti

That was found deep within this site.

I am not a Muslim, but I recognize these as being Very Wise Words.

Ahead by a century? More than a few, really... this was written in 1233 CE.

...and so many minds and hearts still haven't caught up yet.

Windows is collapsing... the only buttons I've got left on IE are the "Channel Guide" and a mysterious link to the alt.usage.english FAQ. :P I'm a big fan of (The Internet FAQ Consotium, actually) but I don't generally go there. I do not know why that link has suddenly appeared in the spot where my google once was. But maybe it's a sign... so here's something randomly pulled from the alt.usage.english FAQ:


"Kangaroo" does NOT derive from the aboriginal for "I don't understand". Captain James Cook's expedition learned the word from an aboriginal tribe that subsequently couldn't be identified. Since there were a *large* number of Australian aboriginal languages, and it has taken some time to record and catalogue the surviving ones, for many years the story that it meant "I don't understand" was plausible. The search was further complicated by the fact that many aboriginal languages imported the word *from* English. But if you consult an up-to-date English dictionary, such as RHUD2, you will see that "kangaroo" is derived from the Guugu-Yimidhirr (a language spoken near Cooktown, North Queensland) word _ga-urru_ "a large black or grey species of kangaroo".

Similar stories are told about "llama" (a Quechua word, not from the Spanish _Como se llama?_ = "What's it called?"); "indri" (this one DOES derive from the Malagasy word for "Look!"); and several place names, among them Canada (_kanata_ was the Huron-Iroquois word for "village, settlement"; Jacques Cartier is supposed to have mistaken this for the name of the country); Istanbul (said to come from a Turkish mishearing of Greek _eis ten poli_ "to the city"); Luzon (supposedly Tagalog for "What did you say?"); Nome (supposedly a printer's misreading of a cartographer's query, "Name?"); Senegal (supposedly from Wolof _senyu gal_ "our boats"); and Yucatan (supposedly = "I don't understand you").

(Ahem. Punctuation inside the quotes, people. This is a FAQ on the English language for heavens sake!)

I hope that enlightened you in some way.

Hee. I could get lost in this one FAQ alone for hours. That's why I don't visit The Internet FAQ Consotium much anymore. I get too lost for too long. :P

Well, before Windows collapses in on itself entirely and creates a Big Black Hole of Death on my desktop, I'd like to wish...
  • Islamic friends a Blessed Ramadan.

  • ...strength, peace and miracles for those who need them right now (you know whom you are; I only know whom some of you are).

  • ...a blessing on the head of whoever invented cookies-in-a-tube.

  • ...a good night, sweet dreams, and a beautiful new tomorrow to us all :)
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