Ok I am off true crime novels now. This was a good book, but Ann Rule is no Capote.
Well Written, but you know the answer at the beginning and so the story unwinds slowly and inevitably......
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Now more than ever.....
Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Something is Rotten
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
More power to the people from beyond
More to give to the rightful only one
You look at me then you look into the sky
I lie I lie I lie
I keep on searching for a better way to live
The hardest time is the hate I always give
I wanna hold you, but there ain't no other way
I pray I pray I pray
Can that be right, have I lost so many times
Is this the fight where I'm facing all my crimes
Or is there someone who's only left for me
You'll see you'll see you'll see
What you say, becomes me
All I am, don't you see
To the people from beyond
Living life isn't always all that fun
In your domain, you only hear my cry
I die I die I die
http://www.allshakespeare.com/hamlet/309
More power to the people from beyond
More to give to the rightful only one
You look at me then you look into the sky
I lie I lie I lie
I keep on searching for a better way to live
The hardest time is the hate I always give
I wanna hold you, but there ain't no other way
I pray I pray I pray
Can that be right, have I lost so many times
Is this the fight where I'm facing all my crimes
Or is there someone who's only left for me
You'll see you'll see you'll see
What you say, becomes me
All I am, don't you see
To the people from beyond
Living life isn't always all that fun
In your domain, you only hear my cry
I die I die I die
http://www.allshakespeare.com/hamlet/309
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
On Being Woven
On Being Woven by Rumi
The way is full of genuine sacrifice.
The thickets blocking the path are anything
that keeps you from that, any fear that you may be broken
to bits like a glass bottle.
This road demands courage and stamina,
yet it 's full of footprints!
Who are these companions?
They are rungs in your ladder. Use them!
With company you quicken your ascent.
You may be happy enough going along, but with others you
will go farther and faster.
Someone who goes cheerfully by himself
to the customs house to pay his traveler's tax
will go even more lightheartedly when friends are with him.
Every prophet sought out companions.
A wall standing alone is useless, but put three or four walls together,
and they'll support a roof and keep the grain dry and safe.
When ink joins with a pen, then the blank paper
can say something. Rushes and reeds must be woven
to be useful as a mat. If they weren't interlaced,
the wind would blow them away.
Like that God paired up creatures and gave them friendship."
The way is full of genuine sacrifice.
The thickets blocking the path are anything
that keeps you from that, any fear that you may be broken
to bits like a glass bottle.
This road demands courage and stamina,
yet it 's full of footprints!
Who are these companions?
They are rungs in your ladder. Use them!
With company you quicken your ascent.
You may be happy enough going along, but with others you
will go farther and faster.
Someone who goes cheerfully by himself
to the customs house to pay his traveler's tax
will go even more lightheartedly when friends are with him.
Every prophet sought out companions.
A wall standing alone is useless, but put three or four walls together,
and they'll support a roof and keep the grain dry and safe.
When ink joins with a pen, then the blank paper
can say something. Rushes and reeds must be woven
to be useful as a mat. If they weren't interlaced,
the wind would blow them away.
Like that God paired up creatures and gave them friendship."
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Anthem for Doomed Employees
Anthem for Doomed Employees
What passing-bells for these who leave as cattle?
- Only the monstruous anger of the rest.
Only the stuttering hum of the hearing
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,
-No shrill, demented mummbles of coffee shop heros;
And no bugles calling for them from sad floors.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of managers, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.
The pallor of the exited' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
Not by Wilfred Owen
What passing-bells for these who leave as cattle?
- Only the monstruous anger of the rest.
Only the stuttering hum of the hearing
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells;
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,
-No shrill, demented mummbles of coffee shop heros;
And no bugles calling for them from sad floors.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of managers, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.
The pallor of the exited' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
Not by Wilfred Owen
Monday, January 23, 2006
Brokeback Mountain
Entirely believable, really well acted, beautifully shot, tediously paced, Heath Ledger's performance is amazing as a despairing man with limited circumstance. Great job by Ang Lee and the gang.
Personal Boundaries - knowing where you are and stop. Being able to deal with world knowing this. Why did people act so violently to Gay? Fear, not knowing who that are. Dogma.
In a slightly strange "twist" Heath Ledge and Michelle Williams are in real life living together and have had a child, having met on the set of Brokeback Mountain.
Personal Boundaries - knowing where you are and stop. Being able to deal with world knowing this. Why did people act so violently to Gay? Fear, not knowing who that are. Dogma.
In a slightly strange "twist" Heath Ledge and Michelle Williams are in real life living together and have had a child, having met on the set of Brokeback Mountain.
The Alchemist
The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho, just finished, here is a summary.
Dreams, symbols, signs, and adventure and ancient wise voices, Medieval mysticism with the song of the desert. Follow our dreams, to find our "Personal Myth" meaning happiness, fulfillment, and the ultimate purpose of creation.
By the end of the novel, he discovers that "treasure lies where your heart belongs", and that the treasure was the journey itself, the discoveries he made, and the wisdom he acquired.
"simple things are the most valuable and only wise people appreciate them".
"when you really want something to happen, the whole universe conspires so that your wish comes true".
Those who do not have the courage to follow their " Personal Myth", are doomed to a life of emptiness, misery, and unfulfillment. Fear of failure is the greatest obstacle to happiness.
Santiago finds his soul-mate, and the secrets of wisdom in the wilderness of the desert. The "wilderness" is a symbol. In the desert, Santiago meets his "twin-soul" and discovers that love is the core of existence and creation.
When we love, we always try to improve ourselves, and that's when everything is possible. "I love you because the whole universe conspired for me to come close to you."We can all identify with Santiago: all of us have dreams, and are dying for somebody to tell us that they may come true. words of wisdom, philosophy, and simplicity of meaning and language, which makes it particularly readable and accounts for its bestselling status.
“Every search begins with beginners luck. And every search ends with the victor’s being severely tested”
“I am learning the Language of the World and everything in the world is beginning to make sense to me…”
Dreams, symbols, signs, and adventure and ancient wise voices, Medieval mysticism with the song of the desert. Follow our dreams, to find our "Personal Myth" meaning happiness, fulfillment, and the ultimate purpose of creation.
By the end of the novel, he discovers that "treasure lies where your heart belongs", and that the treasure was the journey itself, the discoveries he made, and the wisdom he acquired.
"simple things are the most valuable and only wise people appreciate them".
"when you really want something to happen, the whole universe conspires so that your wish comes true".
Those who do not have the courage to follow their " Personal Myth", are doomed to a life of emptiness, misery, and unfulfillment. Fear of failure is the greatest obstacle to happiness.
Santiago finds his soul-mate, and the secrets of wisdom in the wilderness of the desert. The "wilderness" is a symbol. In the desert, Santiago meets his "twin-soul" and discovers that love is the core of existence and creation.
When we love, we always try to improve ourselves, and that's when everything is possible. "I love you because the whole universe conspired for me to come close to you."We can all identify with Santiago: all of us have dreams, and are dying for somebody to tell us that they may come true. words of wisdom, philosophy, and simplicity of meaning and language, which makes it particularly readable and accounts for its bestselling status.
“Every search begins with beginners luck. And every search ends with the victor’s being severely tested”
“I am learning the Language of the World and everything in the world is beginning to make sense to me…”
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Found quote closes a generational gap
I found this in the back of 2 of my Grandmothers poetry books
Blake
It did not appear in the actual print in either books so I am assuming is was a bit of a favouritee as she obviously took the time to write it out. What was she doing and thinking when she did this? I have read it several time and not sure I really understand all that it means
(blackberry)
| He who bends to himself a joy |
| Does the winged life destroy; |
| But he who kisses the joy as it flies |
| Lives in eternity's sunrise. |
Blake
It did not appear in the actual print in either books so I am assuming is was a bit of a favouritee as she obviously took the time to write it out. What was she doing and thinking when she did this? I have read it several time and not sure I really understand all that it means
(blackberry)
Friday, January 20, 2006
In the Moment
In the moment a world is changed.
In the moment roads are taken, lives and feelings exposed.
In the moment the glance gives the feelings away.
In the moment is silence
In the moment a pattern is broken, a history forgiven and future held
In the moment nothing else matters
In the moment we are real and nothing else matters
In the moment the real is despair and the despair is real
In the moment a life is created
In the moment a heart bears and a spirit runs
In the moment life is lived and the death passes
In the moment we are exposed for who we are
In the moment control is gone, we are what we are
In the moment roads are taken, lives and feelings exposed.
In the moment the glance gives the feelings away.
In the moment is silence
In the moment a pattern is broken, a history forgiven and future held
In the moment nothing else matters
In the moment we are real and nothing else matters
In the moment the real is despair and the despair is real
In the moment a life is created
In the moment a heart bears and a spirit runs
In the moment life is lived and the death passes
In the moment we are exposed for who we are
In the moment control is gone, we are what we are
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
The History of Violence meets Capote
The History of Violence in Cold Blood
“More Tiers are shed from prayers that are answered than from prayers that are not”
In Cold Blood, the Book by Truman Capote
Truman Capote the Movie (based on Book by Gerald Clarke)
The history of Violence the Movie (based on Book John Wagner and Vince Locke
Summary
An interesting Trilogy
“More Tiers are shed from prayers that are answered than from prayers that are not”
In Cold Blood, the Book by Truman Capote
- Perry Smith - The lack of family, different, talented, disconnected, grandiosity disillusioned, able to kill without feeling, disconnected, dreams of fame and superhuman, the rooms in his head, normal
- Kind and confused and week and abandoned
- Unable to form human connections, desperate for such a connection
- Written ilyricalal Verse and song to tell a storey
Truman Capote the Movie (based on Book by Gerald Clarke)
- Lonely, knew the words, did not care really, did not open up, no family, disconnected, centre of attention, different
- “He is the best thing about you”
- Not a loving person, very self-centered
- we grow up in the same house, I (Truman) walked out the front and Perry walked out the back
- Very believable, but also a fraud and unbelievable, melodramatic
The history of Violence the Movie (based on Book John Wagner and Vince Locke
- Escaping the past by abandoning it and moving on
- Violence that cannot be escaped from
- Ordinary people can be violent
- the past meets the present in a moment, an instant everything changes
- Violence is attractive, it is how we are
- Kind sweet people can be violent
- Does the violence, once experienced change everything, anything? What does it change?
- Great jobbuildingding the tension as the movie moves on
Summary
An interesting Trilogy
Monday, January 16, 2006
Goodbye my Lover by James Blunt
Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd be the father of your child.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.
Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Some Neat ideas
Hey this is Cool (especially the later stuff) :-)
http://www.antonygormley.com/menu.htm
1000 ways to look at a human figure.
http://www.antonygormley.com/menu.htm
1000 ways to look at a human figure.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Yesterday
Yesterday, the very word brings the sadness of lost childhoods that you cannot escape.
The pull is strong, relentless, unfoolable and inevitable. Oh you can run, boy you can run, but the pull will get you in the end. Scared, not me, not while I can run.
To stop and think and face the child, is the most difficult thing. It hurts more that you know hurt could hurt, is more lonely than you know lonely could be. The wound is an abyss, an endless void.
Somehow life goes on. My head explodes and we carry on scared.
The pull is strong, relentless, unfoolable and inevitable. Oh you can run, boy you can run, but the pull will get you in the end. Scared, not me, not while I can run.
To stop and think and face the child, is the most difficult thing. It hurts more that you know hurt could hurt, is more lonely than you know lonely could be. The wound is an abyss, an endless void.
Somehow life goes on. My head explodes and we carry on scared.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Strategies for Creating your own best Future
- Realize that no matter how good youget you can ALWAYS get better
- Make a COMMITMENT to be your absolute best at what you do and who you are
- Practice living "Above and Beyond" the line
- Become the President of CEO if "Me Inc"
- Life is Difficult. Life is not fair
- Make fun and laughter a daily practice
- Be a conscieous team member and leader
- Develop and maintain a healthy perspective
Saturday, January 07, 2006
"FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF MY DEATH"
"FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF MY DEATH" by W.S. Merwin
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveler
Like the beam of a lightless star
Then I will no longer
Find myself in life as in a strange garment
Surprised at the earth
And the love of one woman
And the shamelessness of men
As today writing after three days of rain
Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease
And boding not knowing to what
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveler
Like the beam of a lightless star
Then I will no longer
Find myself in life as in a strange garment
Surprised at the earth
And the love of one woman
And the shamelessness of men
As today writing after three days of rain
Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease
And boding not knowing to what
Friday, January 06, 2006
The Tipping Point
The Tipping Point - Notes and Review
3 key factors discussed:
The law of the few
Connectors
Mavens
Salesman
6 degress of separation – does not mean that we are all linked to everyone else in just 6 steps, it means a very small number of people are linked to everyone else and the rest of us are linked to them.
Proximity more powerful that age and race when picking friends
Activities more important than attitudes in friendship
Connectors
People that know people and People that work at knowing people. People that put people together.
Mavens
How to find a maven – 1800 number of soap
Salesman
Who is influential - Salesmen
Power of influence
Head nodding thing
News caster vs votes thing
Context key in influence – News vs advert
Non verbal clues as or more important than verbal ones (Nodding heads and Bounding Balls!!!)
Conversation as sync dance
Emotion is Contagious – emotion going outside in as well and inside out
Some people (Charismatic) are carries some are receptors
The Stickiness Factor
Sesame Street
Small but critical adjustments made it sticky (Devil in the detail)
Making Advertising Stick – ie making is turn to a sale
Key Learnings re stickiness:
Hard Sell Does not nec work (College tetanus case)
Gold box vs high profile ads
Cleverness and originality don’t matter either (blue clues vs Sesame Street)
You want to believe that the inherent quality of the ideas we present as an impact – tinkering on the margin with the presentation is key
The Power of Context
Prison example, people changed, very quickly when the context changed
Fatal Attribution Error – Don’t make assumptions. Kids test examples – Kid cheat, but only sometimes and in odd inconsistent ways.
150 key number.
Translation – moving up the product curve from early adaptors to Majority.
In a word or month world you need to keep you word – always
3 key factors discussed:
- THE LAW OF THE FEW
- THE STICKINESS FACTOR
- THE POWER OF CONTEXT
The law of the few
Connectors
Mavens
Salesman
6 degress of separation – does not mean that we are all linked to everyone else in just 6 steps, it means a very small number of people are linked to everyone else and the rest of us are linked to them.
Proximity more powerful that age and race when picking friends
Activities more important than attitudes in friendship
Connectors
People that know people and People that work at knowing people. People that put people together.
Mavens
How to find a maven – 1800 number of soap
Salesman
Who is influential - Salesmen
Power of influence
Head nodding thing
News caster vs votes thing
Context key in influence – News vs advert
Non verbal clues as or more important than verbal ones (Nodding heads and Bounding Balls!!!)
Conversation as sync dance
Emotion is Contagious – emotion going outside in as well and inside out
Some people (Charismatic) are carries some are receptors
The Stickiness Factor
Sesame Street
Small but critical adjustments made it sticky (Devil in the detail)
Making Advertising Stick – ie making is turn to a sale
Key Learnings re stickiness:
Hard Sell Does not nec work (College tetanus case)
Gold box vs high profile ads
Cleverness and originality don’t matter either (blue clues vs Sesame Street)
You want to believe that the inherent quality of the ideas we present as an impact – tinkering on the margin with the presentation is key
The Power of Context
Prison example, people changed, very quickly when the context changed
Fatal Attribution Error – Don’t make assumptions. Kids test examples – Kid cheat, but only sometimes and in odd inconsistent ways.
150 key number.
Translation – moving up the product curve from early adaptors to Majority.
In a word or month world you need to keep you word – always
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
2005 In Review
So I figured several years ago that I wanted 10 years on experiences in 10 years not 1 years of experiences 10 times. 2005 was definitely a new year of experiences.
Did not leave Canada much or change jobs or get a new house or new car but traveled to new places and saw new things in myself and in others.
I cannot remember a year that was so divergent. From truly amazing and enlightening to scarely and terrible and devastating.
The highlights and lowlights to remember and learn from (in no particular order):
Did not leave Canada much or change jobs or get a new house or new car but traveled to new places and saw new things in myself and in others.
I cannot remember a year that was so divergent. From truly amazing and enlightening to scarely and terrible and devastating.
The highlights and lowlights to remember and learn from (in no particular order):
- Discovering Taoism
- Inner understandings and why they are so important
- Beautiful conversations
- Insights into how I am and why I am and some beginnings of who I want to be
- How amazing and warm and kind people are
- Rediscovering music
- Experiencing real love, unconditional love
- Yoga
- Seeing self esteem for what it is
- Reclaiming realizations of re-cycled repeats to break from
- Blogging
- Reading for relaxation
- Buddhism
- iPods and Podcasts
- Understanding intimacy
- How truly warming and wonderful relationships can be. The need to put in what you want to get out
- New highs in relaxation of gentle comfort and assurance
- New lows in loneliness and despair and confronting self
Limbo abstract
Limbo abstract - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
First read this peom when about 13, at Pam Clarkes house (Kronos). At the time is seems scarely, but theoretical, today I am not so sure.
'Tis a strange place, this Limbo !--not a Place,
Yet name it so ;--where Time & weary Space
Fettered from flight, with night-mair sense of fleeing,
Strive for their last crepuscular half-being ;--
Lank Space, and scytheless Time with branny hands
Barren and soundless as the measuring sands,
Not mark'd by flit of Shades,--unmeaning they
As Moonlight on the dial of the day !
But that is lovely--looks like Human Time,--
An Old Man with a steady Look sublime,
That stops his earthly Task to watch the skies ;
But he is blind--a Statue hath such Eyes ;--
Yet having moon-ward turn'd his face by chance,
Gazes the orb with moon-like countenance,
With scant white hairs, with foretop bald & high,
He gazes still,--his eyeless Face all Eye ;--
As 'twere an organ full of silent Sight,
His whole Face seemeth to rejoice in Light !
Lip touching lip, all moveless, bust and limb,
He seems to gaze at that which seems to gaze on him !
No such sweet sights doth Limbo Den immure,
First read this peom when about 13, at Pam Clarkes house (Kronos). At the time is seems scarely, but theoretical, today I am not so sure.
'Tis a strange place, this Limbo !--not a Place,
Yet name it so ;--where Time & weary Space
Fettered from flight, with night-mair sense of fleeing,
Strive for their last crepuscular half-being ;--
Lank Space, and scytheless Time with branny hands
Barren and soundless as the measuring sands,
Not mark'd by flit of Shades,--unmeaning they
As Moonlight on the dial of the day !
But that is lovely--looks like Human Time,--
An Old Man with a steady Look sublime,
That stops his earthly Task to watch the skies ;
But he is blind--a Statue hath such Eyes ;--
Yet having moon-ward turn'd his face by chance,
Gazes the orb with moon-like countenance,
With scant white hairs, with foretop bald & high,
He gazes still,--his eyeless Face all Eye ;--
As 'twere an organ full of silent Sight,
His whole Face seemeth to rejoice in Light !
Lip touching lip, all moveless, bust and limb,
He seems to gaze at that which seems to gaze on him !
No such sweet sights doth Limbo Den immure,
Great Books from December
December was a good month for reading. What with Christmas etc.
Reviews to come
- The Tipping point by Malcolm Galdwell
- Wiston Churchill biography by John Keegan
- Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
- Longitude: The True Story of a Lone Genius Who Solved the Greatest Scientific Problem of His Time by Dava Sobel
- The Lion the Witch and Wardrobe by C S Lewis
- The Rainmaker - John Grisham
Reviews to come
Monday, January 02, 2006
Why Post and the New Year
When I started this 7 months about ago I tried to figure out why i would do this. The best I came up with was -
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection." Anais Nin - http://www.anaisnin.com/booktastings/index.html
As the new year starts I realize I had forgotten this and so as the year begins I want to renew this was as the Goal. On the journey progress must be made to bring meaning, for myself, progress must be measured, here is where it is measured.
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection." Anais Nin - http://www.anaisnin.com/booktastings/index.html
As the new year starts I realize I had forgotten this and so as the year begins I want to renew this was as the Goal. On the journey progress must be made to bring meaning, for myself, progress must be measured, here is where it is measured.
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