Danny James

Tag: change

469

How wrought, utterly replaced within.

Outside, how placidly things go on as before.

417

A mans rise from bitter and unremarkable circumstance begins with a trajectory of thought, positioned far higher than can his situation impair, and that is neither customary or comfortable. By a docile tenacity we can all arrive at clever intentions that, in truth, have most often been considered though occasionally expressed and seldom honoured with the decisive and fundamental industry fruition of worthwhile change requires.

374: Veruca

My Dear and courageous friend,

With ruthless honesty: What do I value? Am I living my life in accordance with those values? What can I do? What must I accept? Practice, practice, practice. The rest, to fate with improvised optimism.

371

Yes, things may change, as they have done. Consider then, that was is, is enough.

362

Everything is in a state of flux, or change, and war and strife between opposites is the eternal condition of the universe.

Heraclitus

The human body too, submits to its own unique array of dynamic tensions. Between all parts there is constant adjustment, coaction and strain occurring, to keep you as close to a state of equilibrium as can be achieved against an always changing stimulus, or environment. Perspiration, elevations in breathing and heart rate, losses and gains in body mass, are but some of these wonderful harmony chasing mechanisms at play. Stability is the goal, and an ever-moving one at that. The pound you gained or lost since yesterday may not mean all that much, so bring your thoughts around to the idea that there is a chance your body is according perfectly to its design. You will never twice inhabit the same body. Have this faith.

356

That you knew, those spacious days of cheerless youth tripping in its faults were a preparation. To vehicle the lessons across a divide and steady the course home for those behind. That you would find soon your own way calmed. How all things are focusing towards an elusive balance.

346: Clashing of aims and atoms

To the mind grateful and content, what is ordinary far exceeds the sensational in radiance and sincerity. The smallest things can catalyse the pivot towards a circuitry of events, a clashing of aims and atoms exciting monumental and irreparable change, flung out across the stars by a mere blink, a breath, and just being.

Grass in Patagonia somewhere, 2013 - 2014

Grass in Patagonia somewhere, 2013 – 2014

329: Light reveals wonder

Hurling toward thee, o herald of the Auroral sky, I bring news of many revolutions. So much has changed again, I wonder if you’ll perceive me anymore, as much to myself am I unfamiliar anew. But o, the things you must have seen of the world while I slept. How fares my neighbours on the other side? What colours of expression will you carry for the impression? Our reconciliations bear an amnesic appeal, that every colloquy is the first and no other and we are at once the oldest of friends and loving strangers, by attached we know not what.

Bondi, 2013

Bondi, 2013

300: Reason

Be content. If you can still wish upon thee a rain of blessings, which you do. Enjoy what is free and unimpeded. Warm sunshine and a cool breeze. Flowers by the road. The grass beneath your feet and a white clouds lull. The might of Reason. Be satisfied.

294: An imperfect system

Can it not be said, that only he can meet calm and relief who is storm-worn and standing and who has not stumbled thus his respiring? Who has allowed his balance to find him by at last keeping still though else nothing is, and having flung to the gusts for the valley below his charge and strain of striving vain. By not gripped by the incertitude of factual things such as winds and aims, they ceased to fatigue him and fell away into vanishment the more he fought them not. He has seen his depths and caring less for heights is happy if he can burn the day sitting on the adret of his Himalaya, to finish a good book and gathering there in himself like the snow and sunlight around him, and passing unhindered through his own being like the tide of ordinance.