In response to: My friend, Wonderworker, inadvertantly started me on this particular bent and so should probably be either flogged or flowered appropriately.
Two excerpts. Two authors, each well known in his own right, but perhaps not as widely read as other literary giants:
1st:
When I was daft as urchins are And full of fairy lore I shot an arrow at a star And hit... the barnyard door.
I've shot at heaps of stars since then And always it's the same; A barnyard door has mocked me when Sirius was my aim.
But I'll shoot starward as before Tho' wide my arrows fall, I'd rather hit a big barn door Than never aim at all.2nd:
"It's a helluva' thing. When a man opens a book or fires a gun he has no idea what the affect will be or how far the shot will travel."
So come on you deep thinkers and ponderers of the imponderable. Share your thoughts and ideas on the subject(s). I'm curious to know your take on these things...
i enjoyed the poem...it was well thought out....but the quote, that has given me food for thought....thank you for putting the grey matter to work...
turnip73: i enjoyed the poem...it was well thought out....but the quote, that has given me food for thought....thank you for putting the grey matter to work...
My pleasure! The quote is one of my favorites and from one of my favorite books by this particular author.
I have an appetite for words and ideas even if my palate remains slightly less than refined and I have been lucky to find much food for thought while dining upon the simplest fair.
Back on the road - After a week off to charge my internal batteries - and heal a sore lower back - I'll see the Doc one last time this morning and go back on the road for the few remaining days of this week.
The implications of the original post are clear to me and I guess that's why I posted it in the first place. I have lived my life by both poem and quote. A traveler who seeks to settle yet cannot stay in one place for long. One who feels a need to do, to be, to accomplish and yet seeks a safe refuge where body and mind can be healed and in so doing help heal others.
The best part of the road is also the worst part and when I originally opened the book which contains this particular chapter of life, I had no idea where it would take me nor how long would be the journey. Ultimately, it has brought me home to a place I'd never been before and I'd like to think that was the goal, but knowing myself as I do, I'm not so sure.
The pursuit of happiness is happiness and, thanks to a wonderfully devine hand and a Storm tamer, I am happier than I ever thought possible. And yet happiness does not always mean contentment and vice versa, although it is possible.
I do the same things over and over, partly because they bring me joy and partly because I am a dreamer at heart, but mostly because even though the end result is the, same the journey - the act of doing - is always a little different. The same hill traveled over at different times reveals different vistas and the same book read again and again gives more and more insight, not only about the author and the characters, but also the reader. The same goal will be reached, of course, but it will somehow be better and more satisfying than the time before.
Life is an endless series of wonderful repetitions where the ultimate goal remains the same. And it is an everchanging book where, like the shot from a gun - whether diverted by a twig or flying straight and true - the outcome is not known until the end.
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whats that stuck to my shoe
could be mud
or maybe dung
its been there since
i was young
im afraid to get too close
and have to answer by my nose
whats that goo on my shoe
You mean this one?