Friday, July 10, 2009

Perishables

Grave thoughts
"I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me,
That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly,
and my blood is part of the sea...
There is nothing of me that is alone and absolute, except my mind,
and we shall find that the mind has no existence by itself,
it is only the glitter of the sun on the surface of the waters.
--D H Lawrence"

I've made a willow coffin (April 2003), and can only hope that when I perish, it will be deemed not to have, and that said appearance is proved mistaken somewhere halfway down the rocky path to the designated hole.
True friends will be the ones ROELOL.


Photos by Simon Brooke


That much canvas did indeed prove an hostage to Fortune, and a gale-gust brought down the tipi end with me inside busily doing work I should have done (as principal designer/erector) long before. A tent stays up in exact proportion to how well it's tied down, and it wasn't.

I, of course was unmarked.
The God(s) often protect fools, as I have ample experience.

Fortunately, there was only one minor injury (mostly shock), but I took my failure (due care, etc.) very seriously. We have had no further failures.


"This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls."
--
"When we try to pick out anything by itself,
we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe."
-- John Muir