Epilogue  

Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts; and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom.”
(Holy Bible, Psalm 51, Verse 6)      

      

      In this epilogue, I thought I would mention that as it might will be sometime before I finish my higher education activity, if not and I complete it sooner rather than later, I’d still like to conclude this blog with this brief message, for although I’m a committed life-long learner and I’d never really stop, I felt it best to leave this formal student blog of mine here at this point as a way of introducing myself and the topics posted that can now be found in the Archive section of my student journal blog.  

       Therein, hoping that you have and will find some of the words and thoughts, of not only my own but others, helpful in your studies, or that you’ve just stopped by to read and pass the time in-between the other activities that take up ones life.  

ARCHIVES
     

       So I’ll leave with the words of wisdom that I always refer back to remind myself of studyings real purpose, for me anyhow, which are those of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley who said: “nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose – a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.” And it is with this quote bearing heavily on my conscience, that I return my gaze once more to the academic books, to mull over their words that are contained within their pages, then resume my own plundered thoughts regarding their pertinence to commit them to paper in my own words.  

       Now all that’s left for me to say is, thank you for taking the time to read and view my student journal. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing and compiling it throughout this short time.  

Warm regards  

 
 
 
 
Qui Bene Distinguit Bene Docet  
 
 
 

A PRAYER

Blessed Lord,
Who caused all holy scriptures to be
written for our learning:
help us so to hear them,
to read, mark, learn and inwardly
 digest them
that, through patience, and the comfort
 of your holy word,
we may embrace and forever hold
fast the hope of everlasting life,
which you have given us in our
Saviour Jesus Christ,
Who is alive and reigns with you,
In the unity of the Holy Spirit,
One God, now and forever.
Amen.

 
 

   

  

       Well, most will know who they are that have encouraged me in studying; even when I changed courses, paused for a few years to read for pleasure due to not having to read a text-book.  

       And to those whom I asked to look over my essays for me before submission, saying they found it interesting and enjoyed reading it, even when I wasn’t too thrilled on the line of questioning that was compulsory to be answered, saying that it still was important for me to write the essay like I’d like it to be read, that is, rather than solely for the marker to score, because it was then, that it challenged me as a student to widen my scope of academic potential, to learning what needs to be learnt: communication and connection.  

       Also to some who argued that I couldn’t possibly put a comma there in the essays, whilst I said they did so need it badly, because my reasoning was: whosoever be reading it might catch their breath at the incorrect place, so hereby I enforce said pause in me words, hence, thereby reading it like the writer, in their voice of written expression, rather than a reader who’s reading a writer of sentenced words.  It reflected how much it pained me to think that sometimes you were right, but yet, those instances were miniscule in how many times I was right, love you too.        

        Finally, I acknowledge those who have indirectly influenced my educational pursuit: funding and the learning support teams from the different academic institutions. And if I have missed out anyone in my acknowledgements know that this brief message was also for you.  

 
 thankyou
 
 
 
 
 
Title: The Mid-Morning Essay, 1992 (oil on canvas)
Artist: Easton, Timothy (Contemporary Artist)
Location: Private Collection
 
 

UNIVERSITY 

In fifty years the university
from a quadrant of four founding structures
to this immense and complex sprawl
a true city within a city
 

All this set in elegance and beauty
shaded walkways and flowered gardens
towering eucalyptus
giant brooms sweeping the sky
 

Here within the campus
the school of higher education puffing and churning
an engine of the society
immaculate heroic romantic
and almost practical
 

The red sandstone buildings
of Southern Mediterranean style
stand grand and stately
and barely able to contain the fevers
of armies of undergraduates
advanced battalions of post grads
seeking credentials honors vocations
 

A great ant hill a bee hive
a honeycomb of the hearts and minds
 

The inspiration the perspiration
this brief island in time
for a curious mix of peace
and the intensest anxieties of youth
 

Mere teens tumble in
with the wildest of passions
and the hottest of dreams
many with the perseverance
and fortitude to pursue them
 

I return to the university
after spending six years there
I come to walk the Janss Steps again
to linger where I had been forced to hurry
and to hasten
where I had spent so many interminable nights
in solitary studious oblivion
 

I am now through with formal education
(I say) and interesting only
in reminiscing
 

And I find myself examining the faces
of the still-enrolled, still captive
passing through I read deeply
into those faces
 

I am looking for advance signs
of the inevitable crumbling of idealism
and I find myself looking earnestly
for any cracks in their stout armor
 

Unable to help myself
I am seeking to dress my own
unhealed wounds
 

by Tom Courtney 

 
  
Title: The Cup of Tea, 1935 (oil on canvas)
Artist: Derain, Andre (1880-1954)
Location: Musee National d’Art Moderne, Centre Pompidou, Paris, France

 

Sonnet: How to Study Best

A student’s duty’s learning prime, of course;
Enough of time must be ear-marked for this;
Studying must be by self-interest, not force;
All other things, he need not howev’r miss.

Whenev’r you learn, you put your heart and soul;
The two are synchronously done in life;
Distractions should not be your life’s main goal;
They can put persons off gear very rife.

Manage your precious time quite prudently;
Though time is fixed, all things must find a place;
Planning helps one study efficiently;
In everything one cannot be an ace!

Manage your time and let it not bug you;
And distribute it for all things you do.

Dr John Celes

 

Title: Dream on a Summer Night
Artist: Gualtieri, Fernando (20th century)
Location: Private Collection
 
 
 
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