three lists - part 3
Wow, thank you so much for this incredible recognition. I’d like to thank everyone who made it possible: the cord, firstly for hanging in there for the duration of this project and for being so flexible, we really couldn’t have done it without you; thanks thread, at times you’re highly strung but you really pulled through for us and seriously, we love that you’re uptight; cupboard, you’re a solid team member; and pins, even though you were bent out of shape a few times you really held things together in the end. Thanks to the whole team, I can’t name all of you but you know who you are!
May He cast one wretched end of twine across another and twist it at this very moment. The tormented soul is beset by tension, condemned to suffer under His restraints. Permit Him to coil the twine and in doing so see its true character and name this wicked contortion for what it is.
They meet in the middle, at first unsure of where this get-together will lead them. They begin by encircling one another; round and round. Then one crosses the other, turning back sharply to grip the other tightly. One yields to the other’s embrace and the dance continues, looping carefully back and forth, slowly binding one to the other. Now intertwined they pull against each other, their grip tight, unable to release. The twists and turns of their meeting give shape to the union, defining who they are and naming what they have become.
A length of cord sash is crossed over itself, right over left. The left piece, now the bottom piece, is then pulled up and twisted over and down through the loop. The ends are pulled away from each other until the loop closes and the knot is taut. This is called the John Citizen Diagonal Lashing.
There once was a box full of knots
Strung up with string hung from slots
They each had been named
Their nature proclaimed