Talk about kairos!
what a lovely word and way of BEing it is...
i say to folk "all of Ecclesiastes 3 in one word" - frankly it isn't even important if that is intellectually true, but it works.
I am an all my life absolutely pacifist tough guy woodchopper sheep ranger... mountain walker.... and WALKAWAYIST...long learned why pacifism matters. And fuck off i write well about this elsewhere. Indeed have written something on Ukraine getting some traction... its about real peace... good for me.
BUT...i have one lament - daily.... even now as i have my lid open, one wonderful young 10 year old i see daily nattering with her mum walks by...homeschooled... i gave them a booklist a month ago: Ring of Bight Water, and all his others, Watership Down, My Family and Other Animals... all of the Herriots, the Swallows and Amazons... the Williamson Tarka and maybe others... and others.. and very little Barry Trotter.
And absolutely add in some brown girl books..... but only if they are lacking in self pity and very full of balanced beast stuff.
Thats starts you out well.... and then guess what by about 11 you are ready for ... THE HITCHIKER..all of them....and other splendid sedition...
But thats a foundation still, only, because later one i is about the meanadering almost 'funfair' books... Tolstoy's Resurrection - gently in a way up and down the rollercoaster of existence, ebbing and flowing... Stendhal the same....as are many other frogs espesh Balzac.... life is just a bit of a weird old anything can turn up on the seashore; but there can be years of bugger all except a rusty can.... and if she uses it to slit her wrists in front of you, or stab you in the eye... so be it, but hat is not a 'normal' mode..
Normal mode is the ebbing and flowing.. the odyssey sometimes requiring you to run, others sit and rest for months... its all a rather wonky hike (and only silly billies are infected with meaningless words like the nowadays eponymous 'journey')
That is what great books especially mister Marquez teach - or rather create within... that is the only thing i would pass on to anyone...
But it is silly to think that this swirling around the self of 'reality' - albeit in my own case i know how to keep completely aside their whirlwinds, always...
It is silly to think that out of the blue truly amazingly funny and heart warming things can 'turn up' ... or that she...
The girl from the song
Twenty years i have known her and her lethally sharp rusty tin can edge .... and her genius at hiding t under her hems...
It was impossible she would become 'human' and we would be laughing an hour on the tin can ...
yestereve..
And she would begin to do as she was fuckin told, start to write some poetical lines
" it is as if they have crucified me" (with a real laugh despite her true trauma)
what sort of tosser writes "anything can happen" ..at this age in this dump of a acedia infected Shopping Aisle...
And then it did.
And what she - MRs famous 'Earth Mother' Queen Bee of the ultra goddesses ..
" I thought all my healer / spiritual / yogaeating friends... curated so many years...i thought they would be human nice and understand....and have compassion.... i simply cannot believe it ...i have been ill from it all [ "yes i knew you were - your ghosting...i have compassion"].... i have for two decades sold myself and everyone else a pup... every single one.... theyre absolutely fucking evilthe way they have treated me..and my children.."
" oh my love...at last...welcome back tothe real world"
