Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Meteors

I heard something recently that I quite liked. It’s by Jack London:

“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.”

Jack London also said:

“You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.”

I like the way Jack thinks.

Friday, August 17, 2007

A little longer

Before, and for some time, I have been waiting. Without knowing what I was waiting for. I knew only that I must wait and, in waiting, gain a fuller picture. The picture, apparently, needed some time to assemble. Before, I knew just that the time was not yet right.

As is the nature of my doubting heart I heeded instinct in some cases and in others completely disregarded it.

The forces of the universe are moving faster, now, and the things are clearer. No less complex, but clearer. The time is close, but still not yet here.

I must wait a little longer.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

Because this is the really good stuff

and because Garden State is one of my favourite movies

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4qu37xGN8s&mode=related&search=
(sound is essential)

Monday, August 06, 2007

Rules that should not be forgotten

I made a schoolboy error on Sunday afternoon (apologies to Steph for the non androgynous reference) . In my defence, it has been several years since I have had a Sunday afternoon picnic in the bush and some of the finer points to note have faded from memory. But I forgot a fundamental rule:


never, never, never, sit lower than a Zimbabwean farmer on his camp chair.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Awakenings

I have to admit there was always chemistry.

A flirtation that started as soon as I recognised an unrestrained, uncaring, boldness. Then, I remember that I noted it, smiled and looked away.

Energy which matches mine, an enthusiasm for life, the philosophy of ultimate chaos and every man for himself, eat well, read widely, never pass up an opportunity because life is short and yours for the taking.

Do I ascribe too much?
Am I falling too soon?
But isn't that always the way it always has been?

I wasn't even looking for a love affair when I fell into one.