Beyond the Sphere

An industrial unit caught my eye a while ago… something in the back of my mind must have told me that Becky would be having a Square Perspectives challenge one day. I think this fits the theme nicely!

It’s One Word Sunday yet again, the theme this week being ‘Distance’.

So, for Debbie’s challenge, and Becky’s Square Perspectives, my photo shows different stages of distance. Well, things in it, but you know what I mean.

Then, I got thinking. Distance doesn’t necessarily mean things far far away. It could also refer to something very close up… the distance being the bit between us and the subject, so I have a second photo today of a small flower.

Well, it is Sunday.

Smile!

And the world will smile with you!

“This will be the main image for the Big Chamber, husband. It can go on the big wall.” Queen Ellimayee told King Rabletop III whilst trying to stay as still as she possibly could, as the chief decorator looked on desperately trying to remember their poses in great detail. “Agnes, our chief servant, has already done her poses for the Upper and Lower Borders. We can add our regal poses for the left and right of the main image at a later time. We don’t want to overwork Cedric today.”

“Today?” Rabletop whispered in reply. “It will take him over a year just to mix the paint. It’s no wonder we look nothing like our images when they’re complete.”

“We have changed since our last portraits were done, I agree.” Ellimayee agreed.

“We haven’t changed that much. And Cedric’s excuse that the paint was cracking doesn’t wash with me either.”

“Husband, what is it?” Queen Ellimayee looked on as her husband, King Rabletop III emerged from the store and stood at the top of the steps, his hands out in front of him.

“This store is rubbish!” He declared. “Not a grape in sight. Nor a pear. Nor a, erm, banana-thing.”

Ellimayee rolled her eyes. “Please, husband, when we get back to the Palace of the Sands, please consult the Book of Thoth once again. This is the home furnishings store. The fruit merchant is next door.”

Disgruntled, Rabletop screwed his face. “Please tell me again, wife, why we have come shopping and not commanded our servants to do so for us?”

“Because, husband, you said you wanted to get out with the people more.”

“Indeed I did,” Rabletop thumbed to the store behind him, “but I meant by getting out in the sun to give our commandments, not this!”

Queen Ellimayee waited patiently as her four servants poured warm water into her bath.

She then waited a while longer as the four servants left the room, to return a short while later with fresh goat milk to add to the water. Then, Ellimayee waited again as the four left the room, to return with a large selection of sliced strawberries and rose petals. They sprinkled these into the bath water also. A fifth servant then entered the room and with a large mop, and gently stirred the contents of the sunken bath to give them a good mix. Ellimayee then had to wait while this servant picked the pieces of strawberry and rose petals out of the mop and scatter them back into the water. All five servants left the room, allowing Ellimayee to disrobe.

“Ah!” Ellimayee remembered. She wrapped her robe around herself again, and dashed out to the kitchen. “I forgot to ask for the honey!”

She searched high and low through all the cupboards and alcoves, and couldn’t find the honey anywhere. Then, she remembered she had left it inside the linen basket in the corner of the bath chamber. She dashed back, intent on finally relaxing in her luxurious bath. She retrieved the jug of runny honey from the linen basket, and stepped around the pillar. She took one step around the pillar and stopped. In front of her, asleep in the bath, was King Rabletop III.

In temper, she threw the jug to the ground, which shattered on impact, sending the honey running in all directions. She then clapped her hands, indicating to her servants that they should all return the the bath chamber immediately.

“If I can’t relax,” she thought, “then neither can he,”

Rabletop slept soundly through all the commotion.

Not so long ago I posted A Long Long Time Ago. This is the second recorded event from around the same time.

“My People!” Declared King Rabletop III, as he stood atop the Great Plinth. His wife, Queen Ellimayee stood with the other five people who had gathered around. “Today is a great day in our Kingdom. For today, ahead of the Setting Sun, our First Great Memorial has been created. Future generations will flock to see its remarkable construction which is guaranteed to stand the tests of time.”

“Husband,” Ellimayee held aloft her hand. “Do you think the circular shape is grand enough for such a memorial? Would square, or even triangular, not have been a better option?”

“Triangular? It took over fifty years to create this shape, dear wife. We’re about to go into 3999BC and we need something striking to mark the occasion. Triangular indeed. Has anyone heard of a triangular construction? No, wife, this is the way forward.”

The gathered crowd clapped, and then returned to brushing sand.

A couple more tops in this post, which is an old photo of two of Giza’s Pyramids in Egypt. The photo must be getting on to the top end of being thirty years old now; I had to say ‘photo’ because, obviously, the Pyramids top that age by a few thousand years, and I wouldn’t want to cause any confusion.

This is another post for Becky’s Square Top challenge. Link in the panel below:

Squares header Logo!

Regardless of what is happening all around, keep an eye on the good; the positivity; the energy; the essence; the light; the fun; the humour; the spirit; and the hope.

They come from within and both grow in strength and provide strength.

In the midst of chaos, it’s always good to have something to focus on.

different kind landscape

 

Stars above vanish
As the future changes shape
A new beginning

A quick scribble and jotted words to celebrate the fact that the Brexit saga finally comes to an end. The United Kingdom leaves the European Union at 11pm tonight, 31st January 2020. Although we are still kind of in it until the end of the year, with little say on the matter, today’s the day we officially go it alone. Again.

We’re gone. Now it’s time to move forwards and show what a great nation we are. Squabbles permitting.

Serenity falls
A tranquil blanket cover
A feeling of home

Oi, Britain!!!

Honestly.

I’m in the middle of a blogging break while I recover from one condition, and now find myself compelled to write a blog post about another situation. Thankfully, as I’m writing the post the situation isn’t as bad as it could have been, but a second earlier or later and there could have been no blog post.

I’m addressing this post to the drivers of the UK, but in effect it could apply to drivers anywhere, especially if said drivers lose control of all common sense when they get behind the wheel of their vehicle.

I’m sorry to say, drivers of Britain, but you are the worst. You bring down the concept of being human. You lose the ability of logical mind, and allow stupidity to control both yourself and the vehicle you are meant to be driving.

Tonight I was hit by a vehicle as I crossed a road. Luckily for me, it was only a bump with a very loud thud, although I doubt that the ‘human’ behind the wheel heard it over their ridiculously loud thumping music they were playing.

As I crossed the road, I noticed the black 4X4 turn into the road I was three-quarters of the way across. I thought to myself ‘that’s a bit close’, as I noticed it turning into the wrong side of the road (the correct side of the road was now behind me and I was way passed this… oh, and before you ask, the vehicle wasn’t there when I started to cross), and then the vehicle hit me. I stepped back into the road to see if the ‘driver’ had realised they had actually hit another human being, once I regained control of my senses after saying to myself “Did that actually just happen?”, and I think they did stop momentarily before turning into another road and driving off. As it was a residential street, I thought the vehicle may have parked somewhere, but it was nowhere to be seen when I had a quick look. No surprise there.

It’s actually no surprise I was hit by the vehicle thinking about it. Another driver, the other week, drove straight through regardless as I was crossing on a zebra crossing at a Tesco supermarket carpark. One vehicle to my right had stopped to allow me to cross, but the buffoon to the left turned out of one of the lanes and seemed oblivious to the fact that there was a crossing even there, let alone somebody using it.

I’ve seen vehicles overtaking queues of traffic on the wrong side of the road, on the wrong side of central reservations… speeding drivers narrowly missing being involved in collisions as they race regardless around winding roads – again on the wrong side of the road… I had a truck overtake me as I was driving on my right, only to turn left in front of me into the road I was approaching… I had a woman try to drive her car through my old car (literally, she rammed her car into the front of mine) as she wanted to turn left at a roundabout when she was in the wrong (right-turn) lane, but didn’t indicate and just decided to go. She was extremely un-lady lake when I ferociously honked my horn at her… motorcyclists undertaking and overtaking at any given opportunity… cyclists at night dressed in black without lights on, some even sending text messages on their mobiles whilst peddling – I mean wobbling – into the path of traffic… I’ve seen drivers swing their doors wide open without checking if anything (cyclist or car) was approaching…  I’ve seen drivers reversing the wrong way along one way streets (so their car was facing the right way)…  I’ve had a ‘professional’ coach driver sound their horn at me as they sailed passed me at speed when I was stopping at a red traffic light… on the news recently, there were images of impatient drivers driving the wrong way on a motorway to avoid a traffic hold up… and this list doesn’t even touch the surface.

I’m a driver. I know how frustrating it can be. I know it’s easy to make a mistake. But taking the time to think about the driving, rather than just blindly making the vehicle go, could save a whole lot of hassle. Being a little more patient, and courteous, both with yourself and the other ‘humans’ on the road, could save a lot of stress. Taking time to look carefully, using the roads correctly, allowing others time to do their things, would actually make the driving experience a little more pleasurable.

And this could also prevent YOU from killing somebody on the road.

Fortunately, not all drivers are like this – it may just be my turn to see them on the roads – but if you drive any way like in the examples above, or equally as stupidly, just think. Take a step back. Give yourself time.

Hopefully, British roads will become much better in the near future… that’s what I’m looking out for now. It’s a shame that a ‘near-death experience’ has prompted this post, but if this post encourages just one person to make a concerned effort to become a better driver, then writing the post has been worth it.