Danny James

Tag: revelations

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While strained in my precision elsewhere looking, came toward hurling revelations determined and knocked me sure loose of accuracy, where once felled t’ the dirt I sat long in its mire unclaimed and bewildered, detained in a spell state. There I lost many hours unable to recall, surmising deeply the possession that showed me then I had from myself wandered on catastrophe bent, condoning as it suited.

124: When it rains

It arrives odd hours my sweeping inspirations; a torrential outpouring that, warrantless rains hard with no remark to my good pattern and springs me from recess semi-witted, into duty. A catch or two o’ the break would keep me in high cheer and portly health for days, and so fretting about the cabin, sought a handy pail, barely at most have I hope or humour to hold a vessel high and exclaim ‘it falls, how it falls,’ that it no sooner starts raining but it stops.

77: The loveliness of long life

Few things entreat my curiosity like the uncompelled and contented every man, who sleeps entire nights and no dream after permits to filter unremarkable days. How nice, in some respects, must immortality be.

63

With reduced impressiveness have Locusts whole fields devoured, to that I can accomplish of my reflections but freshly roused, before the Lark confounded is risen the day to greet. How Natures stability is violence by compare. Not to boast productivity, rather present appeals; mind its unending fount, intuition. You will never thus be long idle, or overly frenzied in business, rather balanced perfectly withal.

50

Ones calling, or life purpose heeded, will no distraction trespass nor will the toiler into exhaustion slump. Though the work is much and piled upon itself high into the heavens, it is by the surmounting that we are given the stars.

48

I have in its increase, ever an ineffectual cure, and so must withdraw for a while, to suffer remedy of writing nothing.

46

How long will you stray, with all your certainty against the tiny intuition that pleads your unheeding concern before, admitting you are lost, turning back to collect it sobbing on the forest floor?

23

No man bemoans a Mondays quickening who busies himself in duties of diviner revelations, but sets to task with an immediacy one lifetime affords.

20

But look on it all, hang back a-ways. Tomorrows revelations are now occurring, that youth misreckons, realises age.