Archives for 2017

They were swaying from side to side, like plastic bottles on a washing line, drawn by the wind.

Decisions and demons.

There were no invites to the party, a good thing considering it was best to stay away and play.

Awarded honors and stars.

In the fiery crags before the fountain, lay the volumes of reed scrolls. The truths of time were said to be stored upon them.

Pertinent performance and permanent procedures, preceded production pandering to profiteering players.

We are amused, slightly, at the maverick meandering concealed here.

The rhythm was fast and the tune intoxicating.

Tempted to dance but adhering to the unwritten code.

Sometimes the quick, rough and ready action now, is necessary.

So there it is.

Say no more.

Act.

Examine later.

And if you have some wisdom, goodness and aim, it will be the right thing.

The numbers they expected were higher than usual and that’s what they got.

As it happens, half the people attending the New Reality Show were actually interested in knitting and crocheting. They spent an hour or so talking about stitches and slipknots, needle thicknesses and wool versus neo-wool, then realized something was amiss.

The new reality people could not understand why so many of their fellow engineers appeared so interested in knitting, a new thing they’d not experienced before.

Everyone left feeling exhilarated.

It’s rarely as far as you think.

The trip which you need to take usually seems like it will take longer than the trip you’d like to take.

Empirically it is most often the other way round.

If you take the cog-in-the-wheel journey as an adventure, a mock-sociological experiment, it will flow and seem quicker.

This is not self-help, but it is helping yourself.