Danny James

Tag: paradise

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Cairns, 2016

Cairns, 2016

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.

John Milton, Paradise Lost

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But you, bursting all-exulting traveller, for whom the sheerness and extent of eternal synergy is unbearably inaccessible… You will fall here at last, upon a great pause like you’ve never known before and it will be sublime.

Fiji, 2014

Fiji, 2014

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Sometime in your life, go and be astonished.

Fiji, 2014

Fiji, 2014

298: The good life

Ah strain, it piles over. To triumph or perish. Live forever, in high spirits and digging always your way up, or lay down in the sand and be dust.

Do you not know, we’re in paradise?

It seems the blinking stars would only swallow the cries you never make, and so you forget while everything is sailing along calmly diligently. Until the day arrives that you discover at last you are standing at a chasm of your own making, and it asks with a bellow that dashes about the valleys and is gone, ‘who are you?’

It sounds remarkably like your voice but you’d swear you’d never made a sound.

151: delay dims thrust

Like many such days designed and pressed with expectation, I relent rather to dormancy’s caramel tenure, that calculation has exhausted the hands would earn their bread. And it is not before the sheer that I bend; I reserve no energy for homecomings, and storm or mountain perchance be-damned if we but departed forthwith. I’m intent and flint as any have I known, but struck in aim and vernal outrage, many of the bridges from which I’ve leapt are ashes now. Mark how my wake bears charring of my passage, that life must wrung of its barbarian dreams be, and they, hitched and ridden across the arches of infinitude among such star stuff as hero’s call home, and the dying, paradise. It is not the errand itself, but the preparation that, too long drawn out, wanes the breath of that dividing lunge and kills the dashing in me. Momentous endeavours of great risk and dividend require oddly proportioned drafts of growth stratagem, and a vein of personal patience like exhibits a column saint. The better influence of discretion swells but when the sum of necessary efforts, by their own are a metric, and the cannons thus are cold that cannot a smoking wick inspire them. I have often too, fatigued myself thinking long beyond a common bound of hopes fantastical, only to climb down off my Nebula and let the air out of the day, – deflate its glorious promise, and murder all my plans and prospects thoroughly.

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To those splendid souls of heavenly composite, quick to kind words and deeds pure; return the favour. Unto the ill-humoured hellion, escapee of limbo, would slander and mistreat you; abandon the philosophy. Act not in kind but with kindness affront. Offer the first goodly favour that direst need, and witness at once; dissolve of hostility, and a factual paradise begun.