A Grain Of Sand

If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
There is no reason to suppose
Our earth the only one.
'Mid countless constellations cast
A million worlds may be,
With each a God to bless or blast
And steer to destiny.

Just think! A million gods or so
To guide each vital stream,
With over all to boss the show
A Deity supreme.
Such magnitudes oppress my mind;
From cosmic space it swings;
So ultimately glad to find
Relief in little things.

For look! Within my hollow hand,
While round the earth careens,
I hold a single grain of sand
And wonder what it means.
Ah! If I had the eyes to see,
And brain to understand,
I think Life's mystery might be
Solved in this grain of sand.

by Robert W. Service

Huomaan itselläni pakko-oireita, kun uusimman Death Noten subatun jakson ilmestyminen on myöhässä.

Argh. Addicted, totally.

Mikami Teru kicks ass. More than ever.

Your Viking Name is...

Ásta Strongbear

(Well, actually, that wouldn't really be your name -- since you're female, your name would be something like "Ásta Björnsdottir". But this is the twenty-first century, and you want to be known for who you are, not for who your father was, right? Right.)

Your Viking Personality: You're a fearsome Viking, but you aren't completely uncivilized. The other Vikings make fun of you for that. You have a thirst for battle, and tend to strike first and think later. You might be able to hold your own on the battlefield, but you're no "berserker".

A long sea voyage aboard a Viking longboat would be difficult for you, but you might be able to manage it. You possess some skills which other Vikings respect.

You don't have a lot of tact, so it's lucky Vikings never cared much for diplomacy. You sometimes come off as a bit of a snob. Vikings are not snobbish people -- they either like you, or they kill you. Try to be more like a Viking.

http://www.thequarter.org/Media/VikingName.php

Illalla

Minä katselen illan taivasta
ja muistelen tyttölasta.
Minä tahtoisin, tyttö,
sun temmata pois turhasta maailmasta.

Sulle tahtoisin keväästä laulella
ja kertoa taivahasta,
yön tähdistä, päivän paisteesta
ja kaaresta korkeasta.

Minä tahtoisin, että sa kaipaisit
mun kanssani korkealle!
Ja että sä uhrata tahtoisit
mun kanssani taivahalle
elos nuoren kukkaset kaunihit,
et turhalle maailmalle.

Eino Leino