dropdeadred

Happy St Patrick's Day! I wish everyone lots of beer and potatoes.
Between work and school I don't have time for anything. I haven't drawn or painted anything in so long. I don't really like my job but it's money to get the hell out of here. People at work call me "Snow Bunny". I guess because my skin is pale?

"St Rosa of Lima"
She was the joke of the angels- a girl
crazy enough for God

that she despised her own beauty; who grew bitter herbs
to mix with her food,

who pinned a garland of roses to her forehead;
and who, in a fury of desire

concocted a potion of Indian pepper and bark
and rubbed it on her face, neck and breasts,

disfiguring herself.
Then, locked away in a dark cell,

where no reflection was possible,
she begged for death to join her with her Master

whom she called Divine Bridegroom, Thorn
in my Heart, Eternal Spouse.

She would see His vague outline, feel His cool touch
on her fevered brow,

but as relief came, her vision would begin to fade,
and once again she would dip the iron bar into the coals,

and pass it gently like a magician's wand over her skin-
to feel the passion that flames for a moment,

in all dying things.

This poem was read in my class. The professor then asked each one of us if we would hurt ourself for someone we loved. "She's crazy" everyone of them said and when she got to me I lied and said "no, I wouldn't". Then of course she brought up cutting. "Those people need help" "They do it for attention" It drives me crazy, the assumptions people make when they don't understand something. The whole thing disturbed me. I always leave that class feeling less intelligent then when I walked in. That's enough ranting I guess

What is everyone doing to celebrate tonight?