Woke around 7, hoping I'd be packed by 7:30, took till 8:30 to be on the road… (a few rearrangements in what goes where, in the trolley, etc)
Into the Narrabri shire…
Stop for lunch break at 59km to Narrabri, fr9m 12:10pm -2:10 pm. My water bladder fell out of the trolley at one point, and now has a slight leak so I got to spread things out in the sunshine to dry a bit. I've put the keak at the top now. Hope that works. Have to work out hiw to patch it or "shoe-goo" it.
I should be able to rest anywhere after 50km to Narrabri. That would be 25km for each of the next 2 days, arriving hopefully before sunset on Thursday arvo. It'd be nice to get in 25km today and have an easier day Thursday, butcthat would mean going to 47km from Narrabri. We'll see.(It would also be nice to not have a water leak etc)
It's "Thank you for the sunshine, and the breeze
that wafts around and shuffles all the leaves.
And though the dinosaurs aten't here to tame,
we've trucks and big machinery the same,
and some of these that travel past my side
do go so fast that if they did colide
the truck might keep on going unperturbed,
thoigh all my family might be disturbed.
So tamed are they to human at the wheel,
that our connected culture brings a feel
of friendship, as they give some birth and toot,
this time that we are living is a hoot!
It's Paul Walker, (not Fast & Furious,
but walker, small, that' slow & spurious,
or) Slow & Steady, it could rightly be.
I've come from South Cape (Tazzy) and I see…
Daniel friendly workcontrol bloke came over to check me out,
.
He said he reckoned "This bloke will probably have a story". I said every person who's come over to talk has had a story or two themselves (they're like story gatherers - as am I). I found out he is from Orange, as am I. Might meet him back there one day?
.. a world of beauty, breezes, friendships too,
and though we might have sneezes, and feel blue,
when life seems covid over, we can do
what Dan just did to me, and walk a few
steps over road, and to some other one.
I think that in that act he has begun
a story with an end depending on
each choice along the way, till this life's gone.
And 'coz I really think that that is true,
I'm walking uo the road, and might see you,
and learning from creative love, that's who
dreamed up this world, and keeps on dreaming too.
Pass though kilometres of road works, "luckily" near end of day, so I am able to just walk through. Ironically this is probably what makes it mot so bad for me on such a busy Highway (that I normally try to keep off), since the trucks and cars came in clumps, that were easier to deal with.
And would you belive it then Dylan called,
it spooked me at first, then he jumped
right down from the mounds of dirt that were sprawled
there near some big truck. Then we bumped,
shook hands, and I saw 'n inquisitive bloke
who wouldn't just do a job well,
he wanted his chances of friendship to stoke
connections that work against hell.
.
He wanted to show what respect that he could
and got me to write my blogspot
with sharpie, on shoulder of vest so he would
be able to give it a shot..
and follow the trip as he could through the year,
and see if I get to the top.
Might see him in Coona one day, then we'd cheer,
& who knows then, when we would stop?
Dylan, from Kempsie originally, whose girlfriend lives in Coonabarabran, jumped over a mound of dirt to yell G'day! He's with the DMB working on this road. He showed some great respect for a traveller who would pass his way quite slow, but surely too. Go well with your labouring that keeps the whole highway upgrade going, Dylan!
Looks like I'll stop the walking at 50km from Narrabri,
.
and start from this same spot in the morning.
OLD TO NEW WORLD VIEW
Despite that science tells us "This world is
not what it seems on outside, to the feel,
with layers upon layers forming things",
I still believe that our ol' world is real.
Our scientific story tells us that
despite what we all see here (think we "know"),
there's layers of "community" which mat
together, and which interleave.. (quite so):《1》
Inside, within each body, making up
the living ones, are individu'l "cells",
or living creatures that can be corrupt-
ed, or combined to make a host where dwells
the multicelled "community" we see
that's planted right before us "on" (or "in")
our ground of being. Even you and me.
And these can be disrupted or can win!
The ways that these communities would seize
things 'round about to aid their tiny parts,
to work together: shelter, feed, and ease
their life, to bring a thriving from their starts,
are called in this Our world "to feed", & "clothe
and shelter", self or fam'ly, other lives.
The old words from Our world that covered both
are "love", & then there's "peace"- which meant "life thrives".
But smaller yet, each body that exists,
of rocks, or gasses, animals or plants;
(and irrespective of "life" tagged to its
existence as an entity, per chance..)
is made of smaller atoms, molecules,
or other things that kind of are like "seas".
But smaller yet (these aren't just words of fools)
are forces "circling", balancing with ease.
Where either particles or waves "impart"
existence to those higher levels too.
But here we haven't even made a start
on bigger things, like Galaxies and U-
ni-verse, or other categ'ries rehearsed,
like Supernova, Nebulae, and Giants,
Dwarves, and other stars that shoot and burst,
to cook up compounds, elements and ions
from which all of the rest can start to "be".
Invisible dimensions in this way
we start to understand, and maybe "see"
within our "mind's eye" - as they used to say.
But still our story makes more sense, or less
of all dimensions we've encountered here,
since we were born - to order and to mess,
with this ol' world. - And this is where I cheer
myself as I move on, and others too.
The world we "started" in, that let us learn
about dimensions and these worlds that you
have just now been reminded of, don't spearn!
The story that's apparent: God made this
whole world with more dimensions than you'd poke
at with a stick, does not seem so remiss
and starts to look less like it was a joke!
"The best is yet to come", as AA found
in fact, through living in this re-al world.
And there's a higher power hanging round
to see if we would reach out and be curled
within the love of biggest Dad, or Mum,
and let the Great Creator's fam-il-y
look after us and grow us, and then some..
towards more of a nature that is free
to love back, as we have ourselves been loved.
And that's why most religions in this world
admire, and think good-life was surely gloved
within the life, that we have mostly hurled
our insults at, and blamed him for our faults
and misdemeanours, laziness, and such.
It's him I would commend to you. Us dolts,
we killed the model human God loved much -
the second Adarm (and would kill his Eve,
that God brings from him while he's "not around").
In jealousy and ignorance, we'd weave
a net to catch them yet, like beasts been found
and named. So if you ask me to I'll tell
the story of the glory of God "THERE",
who loves his kids, and wants them to do well,
take on creative love, and learn to share.
《1》 physically enact this by interleaving the fingers from each hand with those of the other
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