Category Archives: PERSPECTIVE

Better a handful of dry dates and content therewith than to own the gate of Peacocks and be kicked in the eye by a broody camel.


When far across the desert
Shines the first hint of light,
And scarce the sun has banished one
Clear star away from night;
With bales and packs and boxes
Lashed on securely, then,
The lengthy trains of camels
Prepare to start again.

Camels poem by Rex Ingamells



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Sunday Times (Perth, WA : 1902 – 1954), Sunday 7 May 1933,

We all live under the same sky, but we don’t all have the same horizon.  Konrad Adenauer (1876-1967)


Have you heard of the illness hysteria siberiana? Try to imagine this: You’re a farmer, living all alone on the Siberian tundra. Day after day you plow your fields. As far as the eye can see, nothing. To the north, the horizon, to the east, the horizon, to the south, to the west, more of the same. Every morning, when the sun rises in the east, you go out to work in your fields. When it’s directly overhead, you take a break for lunch. When it sinks in the west, you go home to sleep. And then one day, something inside you dies. Day after day you watch the sun rise in the east, pass across the sky, then sink in the west, and something breaks inside you and dies. You toss your plow aside and, your head completely empty of thought, begin walking toward the west. Heading toward a land that lies west of the sun. Like someone, possessed, you walk on, day after day, not eating or drinking, until you collapse on the ground and die. That’s hysteria siberiana.” 

Haruki MurakamiSouth of the Border, West of the Sun

As the air to a bird of the sea to a fish, so is contempt to the contemptible.


I’ve just killed a mulloway –
it’s eighty five pounds, twenty years old –
the huge mauve-silver body trembles in the hull.

(Adamson 2001)

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Sometimes it happens that a black cat lets you pass in front of it.


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“Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn’t there. Theologians can persuade themselves of anything.”

~ Robert A. Heinlein

It all depends on whose ox is gored

Your view of the justness of the outcome of a dispute depends on which side you are on and the degree of personal loss you have suffered.

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He is inexperienced, has not known sorrow or care.

Through the creation of personal media Internet users form ‘just-in-time-just-like-me support groups’ that expand and further their personal networks.”

~ Lee Rainie

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“The most successful social media experiments—whether spearheaded by one person, a group of individuals, a company, or an institution—invite you in, treat you as a friend, and make you feel at home. Look around, they say, and tell us how we can make things better; get to know us. Get involved and tell us what you think.”

~ Melinda Blau

“Gotta work on the nut behind the wheel before you start fixing bolts on the car”.

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“Lizzie said that if you imagined you were standing on the moon, looking down on the earth, you wouldn’t be able to see the itty-bitty people racing around worrying you wouldn’t see the barn falling in or the cow stuck in the pond; you wouldn’t see the mean Granger kids squirting mustard on your white dress. You would see the most beautiful blue oceans and green lands, and the whole earth would look like a giant blue-and-green marble floating in the sky. Your worries would seem so small, maybe invisible.”

― Sharon Creech, The Great Unexpected

Thought is the wind, knowledge the sail, and mankind the vessel.

Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers, 1827

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“Just remember that sometimes the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.”
― John Green

Wild ducks and tomorrow both come without calling.


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“Thanksgiving dinner’s sad and thankless. Christmas dinner’s dark and blue. When you stop and try to see it From the turkey’s point of view.

Sunday dinner isn’t sunny. Easter feasts are just bad luck. When you see it from the viewpoint of a chicken or a duck. Oh how I once loved tuna salad Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too Till I stopped and looked at dinner From the dinner’s point of view.”

― Shel Silverstein

On the night of the murder I was at home, asleep. The characters in my dream can vouch for me.

― Jarod Kintz, $3.33


“It is so hard to learn to put sadness in perspective so hard to understand that it is a feeling that comes in degrees, it can be a candle burning gently and harmlessly in your home, or it can be a full-fledged forest fire that destroy almost everything and is controlled by almost nothing. It can also be so much in-between ”

― Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

The devil always paints himself black, but we always see him rose-colored. Dominican Republic


The roses are out in their summer garb, The tiger-lily is flaunting gay, The song of the lark is soft and sweet, And sweet the breath of the new-mown hay ; Over the meadows the buttercups throw Their golden sheen of summer glow, And we think of childhood’s happy home, When Christmastide was white with snow.



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"A century of Australian song"

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Write what should not be forgotten.



"Songs and tales from the dark continent, recorded from the singing and the sayings of C. Kamba Simango … and Madikane Cele .."

THE JACKAL AND THE ROOSTER One day Mu’hwe, the Jackal, found Jo’ngwe, the Rooster, sitting up in a tree. 48 SONGS AND TALES "Come down, Jo’ngwe," said the Jackal, "to-day is a holiday. Mpho’ntholo, the King, the Lion, has declared that this day all animals shall be at peace and no one shall eat the other. Come down, and let us play together as friends." . But Jo’ngwe, the Rooster, only kept his eyes on the horizon and did not move. "Come down, Jo’ngwe," said Alu’hwe, the Jackal, "I tell you the King has said that this day shall be a holiday," Then Jo’ngwe, still looking off afar said, "Yes, I see that to-day must be a holiday because of the cloud of dust that is coming nearer." It was in reality only a mist on the horizon, but the Jackal asked anxiously of Jo’ngwe, up in the tree, "What do you see in the cloud of dust. men and dogs," answered Jo’ngwe. "Then farewell, Jo’ngwe," said Mu’hwe, the Jackal, "I had better be going now, for dogs and I are not friends." "But you said that to-day is a holiday," said Jo’ngwe, the Rooster, "King Mpho’ntholo, the Lion, has declared that all animals shall be friends and that no one shall eat the other. This you told me. You need not fear the dogs; don’t go." But Mu’hwe, the Jackal, ran away. "You have proved yourself," called after him Jo’ngwe, the Rooster, "You only wanted to eat me!"

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She who stops at every stone never gets to her journey’s end.


(The world belongs to the patient man.) 
Tout vient it points qui sait attendre. 

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