Bright - A short story by Felix Appelbe

Based on a semi-true story of a Tuna recently caught off Brixham in Devon.

CHAPTER 1

Once upon a time there was a tiny fish, a baby Tuna, his name was “Bright”. His parents brought him up in the Far East. As he grew up, his parents, called “Funny” and “Tunny”, felt that the temperature of the Ocean was getting too warm for their liking, so they decided that they would all swim to cooler seas.

They headed west and north. “Bright” grew and grew, he was called Bright because his skin glistened in the sunlight as he swam. All through the Oceans, they tried to avoid big boats that were fishing so that they did not get caught.

Some of these boats had such big nets that were bigger than houses! They were so heavy that sometimes they snapped, and fish entangled in the mesh died. That is terrible.

As the family got to Europe, near England, something terrible happened. In the murky waters, Bright found himself entangled in a fishing net and could not escape! He thought that he was going to die. All of a sudden, the fisherman hauled up the net, and Bright found himself on the deck.

The fishermen, who were relatively poor, realised that such a handsome Tuna could fetch a lot of money in the fish markets of Japan if it was sold fresh and just about alive.

The next thing was that Bright found himself in an enormous freezing container in the hold of an aeroplane heading back East overnight to Japan (all the way that he and his parents had swam taking several years).

The following day at 5 am, Bright was found lying in the fish market in Tokyo, and people wanted to buy him to eat! He was terrified; when all of a sudden a little voice of a young girl piped up above the crowd. She put up her hand and bought Bright!

What next?

CHAPTER 2

Everyone in the market stood in stunned silence. Never before had a young girl been to the auction and bid. They asked her name, to which she replied “Iona” as she walked over to Bright.

Tapping him, Bright woke up from his cold slumber and tiredness. “You and I are going to be friends,” she said.

So, off they set to the seashore only a few steps away. “Where shall we go?” asked Bright.

“We are going to England and you are going to show me all of the Oceans on the way and teach me to swim. First, I will ride on your back holding on to your fins until I can swim alone alongside you”.

So, off they set, streaming through the waves, smiling and laughing. No more airplanes, just the natural Oceans. Time went by and after about a year they saw the shores of Great Britain and entered into the little port of Brixham.

A day or two later, while swimming around, Bright noticed a fisherman and said, “Aren’t you the fisherman who caught me and sent me off to Japan in order to make some money?”

The fisherman was taken aback and wondered how it could be true that Bright was back!

“Well” piped up Iona “if you are the fisherman, I owe you a lot of money”! The fisherman could not believe his luck; now older and wiser, he said he could not accept it. So, wondering what to do, the three of them agreed to put the money to good use.

They talked to a lot of people including some farmers who said that they had a lot of bad potato harvests and had to dispose of their old potatoes.

Now, Iona had a younger brother called “Louis” who had studied science and biology. He had a new idea. He told them that if fishermen had to fish, they could make their nets out of the potato starch; if the nets broke, they would dissolve and release trapped fish, and there would be no more tragic incidents. The fish could swim free.

This new innovation has now increased in popularity thanks to this incredible true story. They all lived happily ever after.

An artistic illustration of a majestic tuna named Bright swimming through the deep blue ocean, its skin glistening under the sunlight. A young girl, Iona, is riding on Bright’s back, holding onto its fin as they journey across the sea. The background shows a vibrant ocean landscape with marine life, and in the distance, the outline of a fishing boat, symbolizing their past struggle.




"The Invisible Embrace" John O'Donohue

"The ocean is beyond language. The flow of the ocean presents a beautiful dance ....... Water stirs something very deep and ancient in the human heart .........

The faraway force of the moon that draws the tides to dance is a vivid metaphor for the passionate kinship of the elements that stirs across infinite distance ."

John O'Donohue

(The Invisible Embrace)

Music is going to break the way ~ Poets Corner

“ Music is going to break the way because music is in a spiritual thing of its own .

It’s like the waves of the ocean . You can’t just cut out the perfect wave and take it home with you .

It’s constantly moving all the time . Music and motion are all part of the race of man . It’s the biggest thing electrifying the earth . ………….

Our scene is to try and wash people’s souls .”

Jimi Hendrix

Meditation, Silence's Power ~ Poets Corner

Does wise wisdom, Silence wonder what's in our minds as we meditate behind closed eyes ?

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She bathes those thoughts in wisdom, spiriting them away into the wide Ocean River of life.

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Pouring them passed eddies: over rocks & rapids: to find their own way : over waterfalls to aerate and find new meaning : move them into tranquil flowing waters?

Or simply to fade away.

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Felix Appelbe

17 January 2021

A BUDDHIST PIECE ~ Poets Corner

THIS PIECE SPEAKS FOR US TO TAKE TIME TO MARVEL AT ALL THAT WE HAVE.

If I am holding a cup of water and I ask you,

"Is this cup empty?" you will say, "No, it is full of water."

But if I pour out the water and ask you again, you may say,

"Yes, it is empty."

But, empty of what?

Empty means empty of something. The cup cannot be empty of nothing.

"Empty" doesn't mean anything unless you know "empty of what?"

My cup is empty of water, but it's not empty of air.

To be empty is to be empty of something.

This is quite a discovery.

Unknown.


N.N Solo Viola and Whale-song

N.N. is a new composition for solo viola and whale-song. It incorporates recordings from Monterey Bay Aquarium Research Centre, amongst others, of humpback and blue whales, whose vibrations are meant to be particularly healing.

I have titled it N.N. in reference to idealised no speech neural networks that tend to contrast human intelligence with animal intelligence whilst at the same time trying to unknowingly replicate it. In this way I’d like to remind us that there’s still so much we could learn from the animal world, and that, as a part of the ecosystem, we should try to protect it.

The music is a sort of interweaving learning, with the solo viola copying the whale-song in its own unique melodic way, such as through glissandi, descending phrases and harmonics. It is currently in computer generated form before live musician recording.

Multidisciplinary composer-performer, writer, artist
www.dide.uk
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Barnacle: Life Cycle

Barnacle: Life Cycle is Alixe Bovey's amazing stop-frame animation made to escape homesickness for the barnacle-encrusted inlets and outcroppings of Victoria BC.

I’ve always loved watching barnacles sipping the sea, but I didn’t really think about them as creatures until listening to researchers talk about them on various episodes of the CBC’s fab science programme Quirks and Quarks (a segment on barnacle penis size - largest in the animal kingdom - many years ago stands out in my memory but there have been others since). Barnacles might seem a bit marginal, uninteresting, hard to love, and maybe they are. But hey, Charles Darwin spent a decade, pre-Origin of Species, studying and writing about uniformity and variety amongst barnacles, demonstrating (amongst other things) that they are arthropods, like lobsters and lice (rather than molluscs).

Rebecca Stott’s wonderful Darwin and the Barnacle (20030) tells this story.

I hope I haven’t mangled the barnacle’s almost unbelievably complicated life cycle too badly in this; of the sources I relied on, the Linnean Society’s A-level module Brilliant Barnacles was especially inspiring (and a master class in combining science, history, images): https://www.linnean.org/learning/cont....

I’m grateful to my friend Lydia for suggesting Saint-Saëns’s Carnival of the Animals: XII. Fossils (R.125) to accompany this sketch of the barnacle’s amazing, multiply-metamorphic life cycle (LSO’s 2005 recording). Barnacles were here before us; they will outlast us. And however ordinary, they are also completely extraordinary... Twitter @alixebovey Insta @alixebove #barnacles #barnaclelifecycle

Music in this video

Song ~ Carnival of the Animals: XII. Fossils

Artist ~ Barry Wordsworth, London Symphony Orchestra

Album ~ Saint-Saëns: Carnival of the Animals; Bizet: Jeux d'enfants; Ravel: Mother Goose

Licensed to YouTube by ~ Harmonia Mundi (on behalf of Lso Live); UMPG Publishing, and 1 music rights societies