Wednesday April 10, 2013·
C.S. Lewis warned writers against using the word 'infinite'. Try to use something lesser, like ‘very’, otherwise you have nowhere else to go in your descriptions. Nonetheless, there is a really long pier* north of Sydney and walking out onto it on a still, sunny day and beholding its mirrored-image majesty is like stepping into the infinite.
Up is down, down is up, ground is sky, and sky is wet and shimmery. There are few things more soothing, yet sometimes terrifying, to the mind than contemplating the unfathomably boundless nature of the universe.
Some may simply see a great place to fish, and it’s true, there are a lot of fish. Not an infinite amount, let's just say a plentitude. However, Thousands readers, more brilliant and sensitive to the poetic aesthetics of reality, are advised to stop in at the suburb of Long Jetty next time they’re heading up Newcastle way. There is also a staggering amount of vintage shops up there, more on that in a couple of weeks.
*In fact there are three: Parrys Jetty, Walkins Jetty, and Long Jetty. What’s the difference between a pier and a jetty, anyway?