Saints for our time

St Ijanel, saint of anti-procrastination.

Psalm to same, courtesy of fadeaccompli

Ijanel is my saint; I shall not linger.
She maketh me to rise up from soft couches:
she leadeth me unto the work waiting.
She restoreth my nerve:
she leadeth me in the paths of productivity for my deadlines' sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of doubt,
I will fear no hesitation: for thou art with me;
thy goad and thy hook they encourage me.
Thou preparest a racecourse before me in the presence of mine doubters:
thou anointest my hands with ink; my spirit runneth over.
Surely action and determination shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will stand at the riverbanks with Ijanel for ever.

The March winds roar, a month or so early. Am used to 'winds gusts up to 54 kmh' happening in early April because they regularly stop me from getting birthday alcohol for my bro. This is-- oh well, the new order.
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