Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Rejection and Respect.

I was talking to Mel tonight. She said she has the abiding feeling that being down here in a world run mostly by monkeys, either for their own benefit or that of other monkeys, feels like a kind of demotion, maybe as a punishment for having got something wrong. Quite. It inclines me to misquote a couple of lines from a favourite Bob Dylan song:

For them that think life’s honesty
Won’t fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes must get lonely

I had a bad day, too. I got kicked out of the only heart in which I felt truly at home. Ha! Serves me right for being a smart ass and presuming to know somebody, I suppose. Priestesses! Who’d have them? It hurt, but we carry on.

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A favourite tree of mine was cut down about a week ago. It was a big ash tree in Church Lane – probably about 200 years old – which had suffered bad damage during the winter storms.

I noticed today that somebody had come along and collected some of the wood, but they’d left one small piece of branch by the field gate. I picked it up and brought it home. Don’t know why – I suppose I felt it was deserving of some respect. Well, that’s what it will get. What was I saying about slightly mad people?


Anthropomorphica said...

This Mel sees it as a challenge instead. A chance to sharpen both wits and senses and live in a way that raises a couple of fingers to those "monkeys".
Oops-a-daisy smarty pants, sorry to hear you've been kicked out of home.
On an optimistic note, the Ash is known to be a tree of healing and enchantment so a good branch to respect I'd say.

p.s. Google robot check word of the day - erroneously Oh, the arrogance!

JJ Beazley said...

I hope you're right about the ash. Do you remember the log lady in Twin Peaks? It seems I've become a log gentleman (just to add to my other eccentricities.)

Did I ever mention that I'm not the biggest fan of Google? But at least they give me a free blog on which I can say so. Irony as well as arrogance.