Some say that time is like a rope. They say it be a single line that be goin' from the beginning to the end. In some ways they be right, but only if ye be lookin' at a rope closely, for time be a mass of lines twisted round one another in complicated ways
2. others say time be like a stream or river, flowin' from one point to another, and this be true as well in a way. That's b'cause time be flowin' wit currents and eddies, and it can change on a whim like the driftin' of sand banks. Only an experienced navigator can get a crew from one point to another witout gettin' into a whole mess o' trouble.
Hi Gary, I was able to listen to both of the files OK. They are both interesting depictions of the descriptions you gave. The brief second piece left me wishing it was longer. Did you write the descriptions? Sounds like something that could have come out of Melville. Very nice work on these, and a cool theme. John
My curiosity was arrived from a poem on the Retired Navy Musicians' website about the Eighth sea.
In a web search, I found this document-without any reference to who wrote it. It doesn't seem to copy...
As I indicated, the remaining bit will be given in the next few days.
It sounds like the Eighth Sea is/was a legend of sailers along with Sea monsters, the Sargasso Sea et al.
Thanks for listening, Phil.
The overall character of this points to an old, sage-like Sailer expounding on the nature of time.
Some of the words with shorter spelling are followed by the same word spelled out, i.e. gettin'/getting. I think it's a modern work.