Danny James

Tag: mood

386: Dissolve the perceiver

A man contemplates Nature, and all things to him read as ought. Plain and passing. Turned inward his thoughts, see the tone of his mood change to one of despairing uncertainty, never-ending.

334

Even if one cannot interpret the worthwhile qualities inherent in wet weather, it is still a good rain nonetheless, that reminds of the more companionable and traversable moods of the elements, and heightens the gladness when visited by once more. Nature bestows that one prepares for, and can thus be found in all Her temperaments an appreciation and value, if one looks.

252

He paid for his perception, and earned his silence; well knows the struggle of all who would rise to their yesterdays. Courage now is day by day, and strains he his meditations above the clouds that mantle his mood, which spread to his exquisite rapier glare. To none nor himself would kneel. Vision deep and clear, burning unchecked along the passage of his exhalation, absorbed in the quietude of release.

242: Somewhere vivid

What if we approached our own present emotional state, as though it were not our own, – keeping a distance and uninvolved? Like one would to discover explanations of emotion alone, a purely fact driven observer. Removed of self or notions of reference and relativity; without a re-configurative immersion. How then might we act on that advice? 

109

When after many days the rain eases at last, mine is rather a relief for what it leaves us, than it’s leaving. I burst from my house to collect the many graces; to inhale a bettered air, with expectations of a healthier day. My exuberance skips ahead, thoughts tarry behind. For what I hope to find never Nature withholds. The mood that I bring comes back to me.

There is a balanced quality in the after-shower atmosphere. The streets cleansed, and everywhere trees have caught crystals, dropping pearls from their branches stooped. Unnecessaries are washed from the spirit, like loose leaves from the boughs. Creation starts over.

96

It required no less than three separate walks today to reestablish good physical vigour and a more charitable mood, than otherwise would have succeeded sedentarily. New and curious, and I dare say, nearer to ones innateness are the thoughts and resolutions that unsought, will gently approach if the avenues are unfamiliar and no station fixed to the pilgrimage. Every original detail beholds a sensory deliciousness, that one derives thus an improved line of questioning, than rather mysteries point, and though none the wiser, there is advantage.