There is a greatly cheering quality to this Simon, especially in the list toward the end somehow which reminded me of the second of the below quotes from Leonardo, but the first (adjacent on Wikiquote) is also apropos:
"The knowledge of past times and of the places on the earth is both an ornament and nutriment to the human mind." "To lie is so vile, that even if it were in speaking well of godly things it would take off something from God's grace; and Truth is so excellent, that if it praises but small things they become noble." I found this by searching for "noble" on the wikiquote page with ctrl+F, to find the second half of the second half of the sentence, but the first half reminded me of Macbeth which I re-read last night: "Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep, -- the innocent sleep; Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast." ________________________________ From: NetBehaviour <[email protected]> on behalf of Simon Mclennan via NetBehaviour <[email protected]> Sent: Monday, January 11, 2021 4:45 AM To: [email protected] <[email protected]> Cc: Simon Mclennan <[email protected]> Subject: [NetBehaviour] New spinning pool method Illustration of form https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ4mWIKHebf/?igshid=1b0ew40ffgelc The method of propulsion on this ‘sloop’ job was a small pool On board They clambered into the pool Three oarsmen used paddles to swirl the water around them Creating a vortex. As they spun faster and faster A ripple in the fabric of the day Began to form and The oarsmen would need to Pinpoint the exact moment They needed to stop paddling at which time they would Throw down the paddles And leap overboard as The vortex accelerated At the tremendous rate. Suddenly the whole sloop would rise up to a height Of about twenty odd feet Then plunge back to Earth And create a great racket And a big mess but then if All went according to Plan L and B would find Themselves in a different Time stream. Hopefully in The Palaeolithic Early part around two million years Ago. Temperate zone of valleys Forests of northern African continent. Tricky to get back... without The big oarsmen.. But they’d have to think About it meanwhile have A campfire and pick some Fruit and have a natter.. carry On the conversation they were having About the big chalk drawings Of closed systems They were planning Sketches of moths Types of echo Best and favourite harmonies ie a third fifth seventh plus extensions built on a flattened Fifth that created a binary tension Consisting of a yearning And a beautiful release At the same time Plus just a good old 1 4 5 cycle Like the Cuban stuff The Kinshasa sound And the hornpipe >From Canadian wharves The trance of it The reference in the words To small roads in Liverpool Or Manchester >From trips up the canal Early pale shadows Of tall chimneys Fat gasometers Outside towns Conurbation Dinner dance Chicken With white sauce Wings of falcon Badly tuned radio Scraping itching ear drums Night driving Hair oil Hairspray Wax crayon And all that stuff Like Notty Ash Picking apples is a good idea As an alternative to tiny digital endorphin hit! Ha Best wishes in these weird times, Simon In Brighton Sent from my spyphone
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