The Little Doll That Lied

October 21, 2016

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Why, Polly! What’s the matter, dear?
You look so very sad:
Has your new doll been taken ill?
It cannot be so bad!’
Nine of the dolls sit in a row,
But there is one beside-
See in the corner, upside-down,
The little doll that lied!

Out in the corner, all alone,
The wicked doll must stay!
None of the rest must speak to her,
Or look there while they play.
All her best clothes, except her boots,
Are safely put aside
(Her boots are painted on her feet)-
The little doll that lied!

Oh, lying’s such a naughty thing!
Why, she might swear and steal.
Or murder someone, I dare say;
Just think how we should feel
To have her in a prison live,
Or, worse than that, be hung!
What won’t she do when she is old,
If she did this so young?

And now the silver mug and spoon
Come into use again,
And down the faces of the dolls
The tears run fast as rain.
Three have tipped over in their grief,
Their tears cannot be dried;
Their handkerchiefs are dripping wet-
The little doll has lied!

Sarah Orne Jewett

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We know what happened to those who chanced to meet the Great God Pan, and those who are wise know that all symbols are symbols of something, not of nothing. It was, indeed, an exquisite symbol beneath which men long ago veiled their knowledge of the most awful, most secret forces which lie at the heart of all things; forces before which the souls of men must wither and die and blacken, as their bodies blacken under the electric current. Such forces cannot be named, cannot be spoken, cannot be imagined except under a veil and a symbol, a symbol to the most of us appearing a quaint, poetic fancy, to some a foolish tale. But you and I, at all events, have known something of the terror that may dwell in the secret place of life, manifested under human flesh; that which is without form taking to itself a form.

Arthur Machen
The Great God Pan

a product of history…

October 21, 2016

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Before you study the history, study the historian.. Before you study the historian, study his historical and social environment. The historian, being an individual, is also a product of history and society; and it is in this twofold light that the student of history must learn to regard him.

E.H. Carr
What is History?

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Diary 21st October

‘You don’t have to be crazy to be my friend,’ I said. ‘I can train you…!’

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Love is wishing to live in the darkest parts of a person.

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You can hide yourself in your lover and they can hide themself in you – then both of you will be hidden from the world.

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‘It is better to collect moments rather than things,’ she said. ‘Wouldn’t you agree?’

With a collection of over two thousand books, I remained silent.

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I think about walls. The result of the recent referendum in the UK to leave Europe, was the majority of Brits building a symbolic wall…between THEM and us. The desire to ‘Control our borders’ is the desire for a Wall to exclude.

Like Forrest Trump’s desire to build a wall between the US and Mexico. Its aim is to exclude. It feeds the erroneous belief that most foreigners are crooks, rapists, drug dealers, or baby eaters intent on despoiling the indigenous population’s way of life or culture.

In the UK the reality of incoming migration from all sources is a one percent growth in population over the past decade or more. Do we really believe that to be excessive? Apparently we do.

Successive UK governments failed to take into account the strain on infra structure – on schools, hospitals, housing etc. In Germany the government set aside an initial BILLION EUROS to help resettle their influx of migrants and refuges. While in the UK we talk in millions of pounds to help with the ‘problem’. Resettlement on the cheap.

Oh, we must keep out Johnny Foreigner…!

Let’s build more walls. If nothing else it’ll stimulate the brick industry.