Books on the brain

Some interesting reading material:
The Book Theif - if only I could finish it.
Little Black Book of Stories - so far so good - I've read 2 pages
Comrades of War - revisiting my adolescence.
The opposite bastard - modern angry disrespectful - why do I keep reading it.
Five go to smugglers top -I'ts good to have one of Enid's time capsules-a forty year gap between immersions
Black Beauty- picked up at a jumble sale at Bemboka for Tegan who required a wheelchair after losing her  legs in a car accident.  I hope its all going well Tegan. Also got Enid's book at Bemboka and a beautiful Banana cake - nothing beats a cake baked in the country and oh the icing!
Two audio books for the car trips to and fro...
The Gathering - families! when will something designed from love ever get to express the qualities of love ie. love is patient love is kind etc. The other audio book is A life of unlearning - one man's trip.
Notes from a small island - Father in law gift.
True grit and dry wit - Mother in law gift.
Patrick the Platypus and Lauchlan the Lorikeet - books for my children written by my Mother.
Finally,  Black Beech and Honeydew - an early look at the homeland through an eye from my grandmother's generation.

Lookalike

Blessed cold darkness my light is not artless.
I say words in a way that seems like I'm not saying them.
My foot softly cramps and my tongue sinks into wetness.
I have her fire and I have his good taste then.

Oranges and blues keep the wails on you.
The knights of the house are not on view.
Protection from deletion and canteen stew,
to dream with arms raised and to glut on O2.

Letters to Yasmin

Hi Yaz,
Living by quotes makes hypocrites of us all.
The land of the quote is a refuge for the unintimate.
Until the sun comes up....

Rainy Days

There are people who live their whole lives being one eyed. We call them individuals. That's why we love them. How does that saying go.. if you love somebody set them free if they don't come back that don't matter to me. I can send you a card and you may feel happy for a while but we all live in long distance relationships. Just add stress and see. No person truly knows another for if they did that would destroy the other person. The act of communication merely reinforces the lack of connectedness and the distance between people. Agendas, anxieties, power and pretence. We are like blunt instruments extracting pollen from a garden of competing flora. If you are hurting, lonely, afraid call me but only God can make sense of it. It is our burdens that stop us breathing. Our time and energies are made impotent by our shortcomings and choices until our vulnerabilities leave us facing the maw of death. Well I say kiss that maw, stick your tongue right in there and swirl it around and then lean back and say, 'Salty - I wasn't expecting that!"

The life of the animal is in the blood.

I don't know and that's the truth
The camera don't lie in a photo booth
If you have mercy then you have ruth
There is no gold in that thar tooth.

Come comely sons and silent daughter
Keep yourselves safe near still water
I ought to know more than I oughta
Life's less about nought and more what you fought for.

Life's not nought if you haven't sought her
Life's OK if you are alone
Life's not sort and life's not slaughter
Life's about beating and breathing ozone.

Beggars can be choosers
and choices make me risk her,
So overcome all obstacles
to put salvation on their blisters.

Welcome to 2010.

A celebration of oddness where no two odd people can ever be the same because the sum of their odd components are of a different magnitude of oddity.

A celebration of the minutiae we don't say but write on blogs and concrete paths and sandy dunes.               

A celebration of tiredness and love and impatience and the wound towel in my core.

A celebration of praying for the things that I wont have answered and knowing the carpet of love for me behind that silence.

The celebration that my performance is monitored all my life as I wander the wonderland with my own monitor blinking on and off.

2010 will be my celebration of difference.

Revelation 3.

There are rich people and poor people and the poor people look at the rich people.
There are happy people and sad people and the happy people empathise.
There are loud people and quiet people and the quiet people wonder why people are loud.
There are well people and sick people and the well people work harder.
Lordy why are there so many different people, people made in your image?

God's image, free will and the effects of sin.
Way, truth and life and a bucket of blessings.
All I can see is the bottomless I.
As I stand in the ground with my head in the sky.
Steeple torn clouds going south to find battle
Prismatic people follow like cattle.
I am the sum of all of my chattle
and in my words I paddle and prattle.