Unbidden, patterns of silk bear witness….

Ffolkes,
The Flight, continued:  As he pounded through the forest toward the river, with his terror lending him speed, he felt himself nearing a nexus, a time of decision. His pursuer had pushed and herded him for three days, deeper and deeper into the wild, and everything he was, and hoped to be, depended on what took place now, at this juncture of time. Finally, he caught a glimpse of water through the trees, and coming around a corner, found himself in a small clearing and beach formed by a turn of the river. And he was not alone. Somehow, through what arcane magic he knew not, his pursuer stood between him and his boat, arrogant and evil, and calmly fixed upon him that terrible gaze. Before he knew it, he had blurted out what was uppermost in his mind, “Mom! You’re the one who has been chasing me? Who’s taking care of the fish?”. Sadly, and with great gravity, she replied, “Your Aunt Millie’s got them at her house.” And with that, she vanished, leaving him alone, and very, very confused…..
There, it’s done. Now no one can complain that I never finish anything…..today’s Pearls had to be ripped out of their hidden lairs, and fought every step of the way. You wouldn’t know it to look at them, but they are worth a lot, if only for the effort it took to obtain them. Still, they retain their intrinsic value, as good advice. Good advice, you will remember, is worth everything you pay for it…..

“A little rebellion now and then is a good thing, and as necessary in the political world as storms in the physical.” — Thomas Jefferson, Letter to Madison, 1787

“There are moments when art attains almost to the dignity of manual labor.” — Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

“I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.” — Frederick Douglass

And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky,
Whereunder crawling coop’d we live and die,
Lift not your hands to It for help – for It
As impotently rolls as you or I.
— Omar Khayyam/Edward Fitzgerald, The Rubaiyat

Hold a true friend with both hands. — Nigerian Proverb

“If you find yourself in a hole the first thing to do is stop diggin.” — Unknown Old Cowboy

Boy, if that ain’t the truth! Probably wouldn’t hurt to get rid of the shovel as well……y’all take care out there…..

Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.

gigoid

Dozer

Kowabunga!

2 thoughts on “Unbidden, patterns of silk bear witness….

    • Anne….thanks. I didn’t know it was his mom either, until he turned the last corner on the path….it occurred to me that most men only flee that hard when given a honey-do list, and mom just seemed to register just the right amount of surprise….yes, the quotes are a pretty strong group. Thanks for stopping in!….

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