Category Archives: THE GEMS

“Trouble has a habit of finding me.” | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

I’ll example you with thievery : The sun’s a thief, and with his great attraction Robs ‘the vast sea ; the moon ‘s an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun ; The sea ‘s a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears ; the earth ‘s a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement : each thing ‘s a thief. Life’s uncertain voyage

Source: “Trouble has a habit of finding me.” | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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THE GEM 14 OCTOBER 2015 :“The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach” ~ Henry Beston

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TAKE THE BIG ROLLER’S SHOULDER, SPEED AND SERVE; COME TO THE LONG BEACH HOME LIKE A GULL DIVING.

THE SURFER by Judith Wright

THE GEM 13 OCTOBER 2015 :“KNOWLEDGE IS KNOWING THAT A TOMATO IS A FRUIT, WISDOM IS NOT PUTTING IT IN A FRUIT SALAD.”

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Tomatoes
People always ask me:
“How do you memorize all of that?”
And the truth is the first girl I ever kissed, tasted like tomatoes.
And I know this, because the second girl I ever kissed tasted like pepper.
It wasn’t unpleasant.
It’s just that I was expecting tomatoes.
SHANE KOYCZAN

THE GEM 12 OCTOBER 2015 : “Sometimes you have to stick your finger down your throat and vomit up the disgusting insides of the self… sometimes you have to increase the nausea in order to get rid of the disgust…” ― Gail Hareven, The Confessions of Noa Weber: A Novel

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TELLING DOESN’T HELP ME – IT HELPS YOU. AS WILDE SAYS, IT IS THE CONFESSION, NOT THE PRIEST,
THAT GIVES ABSOLUTION…”
John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

THE GEM 9 OCTOBER 2015 : I FEEL AKIN TO THE PLATYPUS. AN ORPHAN IN A FAMILY. A SWIMMER, A RECLUSE. PART BIRD, PART FISH, PART LIZARD

“Courage, good fellow! We live by the folly of Spring!

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The lizard leans in to October, He walks on the yellow and green; The world is awake and unsober, It knows where the lovers have been. The wind, like a faint violoncello, Comes up and commands him to sing: He says to me, “Courage, good fellow! We live by the folly of Spring!”

THE GEM 7 OCT 2015 : GOOD THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WADE.

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A man began to eat his order of fish, and the ghost of the fish arose and spoke. Forgive me, it said, please hear me. I died in despair, which is, as you know, the worst of the deadly sins. As I slowly suffocated in the alien air, I gave up hope of salvation, and so died without the consolation of religion. In your compassion and mercy, have a Mass said for me, and pray for my soul. With that, the ghost of the fish vanished, and the man, congratulating himself on possessing the carcass of such a remorseful creature, tucked in.

Michael Sharkey, “Eating Sin”