And why not return to blogging, I say? The weekend finds me reading Wednesday’s WordPress photo challenge, an essay on waiting. Also, the daily prompt is the word Overcome.
The photo challenge and the daily prompt have me going back a little in time to see what I have done with my camera that might prove workable, for the purposes of the WordPress Prompts & Challenges. I think of nature, typically.
I am starting with a cloudy churning sky, shot the twenty-third of August when the heavens above seemed to speak dismay as I helped take care of my duties at the cemetery where I work. You can see the trees on the crest of the hillside standing with authority, and stones beneath, marking the plots where the dead rest and where the living mark time.
It was near the end of summer, and I tend to think I am nearer that more than anything, as the days go. It’s not depressing, but always a reminder to keep active, to keep living.
It would be mad not to act because the consolation as it happens is what freedome we have, to do a little, a little more, and then some. The stake put up in a blog is for me the rather sociable activity of reflecting on the challenges and prompts, such that I’m thinking along the same lines as what other WordPress bloggers think about the same ideas. A few people relate, although maybe not all that many.
Waiting isn’t easy and the moments of waiting, when the time slips away a little more, are never to be recaptured. It is a madcap time in these days of remaining connected far and away, but it is also when I want to stop, for, I take it, all have the same experience, that we are merely waiting.
The inertia of waiting passes and we gravitate back to what is fulfilling. In the meanwhile, all I might do is take a photo of what feels elusive. Sometimes not even that, I guess.
My second photo is another in the spirit of the photo challenge, which is looking at how it is I get away from the church that oversees the cemetery there, the physical route. The photo hints at motion. This picture is from the twenty-second of February, two thousand and seventeen, and I wanted to get away from the cold that had everything in its grip and would not give.
I like the photo despite its flaws, for the long tree shadow that guards the exit from the church and cemetery. Winter holds the moment together and few brave the elements. I am there, however, in that place of calm and possibly eternity–only time will tell.
The photo challenge asks us how we can show how it is to wait and how we choose to deal with it. I like to think up an interaction between the weekly photo challenges and the daily prompts, such that the two overlap. It is hunting two birds with one stone.
There is a week’s relief from the photo challenges ahead–the Waiting essay is the last one for two weeks. It is a respite, I suppose.
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Thank you for visiting my blog. All the best.
You see, I was speculating that were I to choose a favorite poet of the past, I would choose Percy Bysshe Shelley for his brilliant repute. It was kindly explained to me many things about the death of the renowned poet with which I was barely acquainted. It is possible I should be apologetic for saying so much about the lettered man of two hundred years ago. You can find a recent post by William Pierce who provided assistance to me at https://walkwithgod.blog/2017/07/23/pray-to-be-one/ William blogs regularly, publishing passages of text from The Bible along with his devotional poems and with prayer. I am grateful for this emotional support of my efforts and am considering repenting more often such that the work I do is not in vain.
Today’s WordPress Daily Prompt is the word Trance. As you must know, the Solar Eclipse on August 21, 2017, which is I understand is visible across North America, must be treated as the dangerous phenomenon it is but also recognized as an important occasion that will mark the days for a long time to come. I think of trance as something in Black Magic that brings the dead back from the grave or as a hypnotic state induced in order to remember the distant past or to cope with a problem that troubles one’s self-conscious. For the most part, though, the thing that occurs to me the most is the underground trance music of clubbers that I think was characteristic of dance music in the 1990s. I don’t mean the radio-friendly pop music, I mean the beats and the electronica, like Orb or other people doing music like that. I probably know as much about it as I do about Shelley, but those ideas are what the word suggests to me. Naturally enough, I am sure there will be many entering a trance state at some point today and tomorrow, as the solar eclipse is widely held to be an important twenty-first-century event. However the state of mind that is trance is accessed, if you see this it may be of benefit to you to reflect on events which happened on and about the time of the 2017 Solar Eclipse.
It is a difficult decision whether to blog, but I am in favor of it as I feel it is a regular part life and has been years now, and I am going with this blog post, as it doesn’t have a very large readership and it is unlikely to be scrutinized too closely. I do recognize, especially with the help of William Pierce, who has been gracious enough to respond to several of my blog posts in the past, and who seems positively in favor of gentle guidance onto the path of The Lord. It may ultimately be the path I tread, as I feel there is much comfort to be had in the arms of Jesus Christ, and with all of the rewards that accompany a life in Christ.
If you are okay with this post, click like, follow, and/or subscribe. I’ll see you soon. Good luck to you, and don’t forget too soon what has come August 21, 2017. It’s the Dark Side of the Moon. I believe you are owed the freedom that accompanies the decision to recognize 2017’s Solar Eclipse. Change can happen and is real.
The illusion of progress is revealed to be one-dimensional if the necessary steps to proceed are taken in an incorrect order. Today’s WordPress Daily Prompt is the word, “illusion,” and it’s a word that’s interesting because it reminds me of fantasy themes where magic illusions sometimes enter the conversation. Unfortunately, a more telling example of illusion, in the real world, is when what’s holding together the bigger picture becomes illusory and therefore is fragile. Like when your nine-to-five gig, whatever’s paying the bills, turns out to be a little more illusory than you would have liked and pretty soon you are out of work, owing to shortcomings which turned up at a time which proves inopportune (the illusion is no more).
If you have an applicable skill set, you probably wouldn’t find yourself holding the reins and coming untethered, but the odd time, I think it’s probably happened to most, you wind up out of luck and what was an illusion of success is revealed to be bogus, which is when you’re back on the streets. This week’s WordPress photo challenge is an essay on transience, which, if adversity prevails and you can’t master holding down a job or otherwise making ends meet, is where you find yourself if ultimately you meet your doom. I’ve toyed with transience in my lifetime and it can feel like a bleak spot to live in, but fortunately I’ve remained afield of the game by taking a role in operations at a not-for-profit which entails caretaking the grounds in good weather, and also maintaining on the internet a digital experience, chiefly with Facebook. You can find Maple Lawn Cemetery, our not-for-profit, on Facebook here:
Despite my position in the not-for-profit, at times I still feel the grip of transience, the hold it sometimes seems to want, and it is with some pleasure that I express the aptitude for transience I gleaned from this week’s photography essay. The concept that an illusory sphere around me, which guides my hand in this lifetime, I am relating today because you can feel sometimes, I think, how the illusion could come apart and leave you in the lurch, with plans for the future cast into disarray and a scramble ensuing to pick up the pieces of a work culture about who you tiptoe. I am certain that without initiative, in addition to persistence and ability, it wouldn’t take a lot to hit the skids and see chaos prevail.
Dedication to making any kind of living requires some hard work. It’s a little not-for-profit, which refines some expertise and adds some structure to the big picture. I’m not sure it would come apart if it wasn’t in place, but it provides some community building and in general, it’s a wholesome pastime, however tidy it comes together. The feedback about the cemetery is upbeat. I thought I would show a couple of photos today, as well as inviting you to, “like,” “comment,” and/or “subscribe” to this blog. We proceed as a transparent not-for-profit, although we’re not held particularly accountable, as long as we heed some rules and regulations which are important to the operation of a cemetery. There wouldn’t be much care given to such a spot if we weren’t handling it. We’ve been doing it four years, and we don’t anticipate much change or much trouble as we keep on going down this road. We’ll see how our future turns out, but in the meantime, it is not just an “illusion,” that we’re exploring, it’s a reality.
I remembered my nine-year anniversary on Facebook this month and I was quite moved (and shocked) to find out it had been that long I had been with the service. Thinking about time isn’t all that easy. If you haven’t lived life to the fullest, you could well have regrets. Every day that you don’t take at least one step toward a positive result in the future coming your way is a day that is, in all probability, wasted. I am not one to tell you what to do but if you asked me and I was being honest, I would tell you that you need to weigh the benefits of today’s action come tomorrow.
This week’s WordPress Photo Challenge is entitled, “Evanescent.” It’s about the idea that change is measurable. In the challenge, photographers are invited to reflect on change as it is literally visible in a photograph. The essay in the challenge this week is quite lovely. In its concluding paragraph, Krista suggests as an example lighting a fire to mark the arrival of fall, for example. It reminded me immediately of photos I’ve taken at Maple Lawn Cemetery where I help handle operations when Peter and I have collected fallen tree branches and piled them for burning. Maple Lawn is a not-for-profit cemetery which is a labor of love for us. You can find us on the internet in a couple of spots, one, at http://maplelawncemetery.org/ which is our website, and also athttps://www.facebook.com/LouthUnited…which is where we are on Facebook.
I thought I would show you one of my photographs, from Wednesday, November 19, 2014, for the challenge, of my father Peter burning the branches which we remove in the interest of keeping the cemetery beautiful. I hope you like it. You’re free to visit us on the web, and if you are interested, you are also welcome to “like,” “follow,” and/or “comment” on this post. Thank you for visiting my blog, and have a lovely week. If you are another Word Presser investigating the Evanescent challenge, I would be interested to see your thoughts on moments in time and how they are captured on camera.
The United Church is reminding their belonging congregations to ring forty-nine bells on the anniversary of the Pulse nightclub shooting in Orlando, in solidarity with the families of the victims.
We care-take a disbanded church, Louth United, formerly of the United Church, and also the cemetery which is on the church ground. We’ve done this for about four years, and I’ve helped design a little website for the cemetery, which you can find here:
Sometimes I read the Daily Prompt and the Photography Challenges presented daily, obviously, and weekly, respectively, which make suggestions for blog posts you can write that day (or that week). This week’s Photography Challenge is an essay on heritage, and since I frequently take photos of our church and cemetery we care-take, I thought I would include one I took June 22, 2015, which shows the driveway entrance to the cemetery, behind the church, and includes the sight of many of the headstones which mark graves in the cemetery. It is grim but that is where I am about once a week, and I blog in addition to maintaining the small website (above) and also the cemetery’s presence on Facebook:
I would be amiss not to thank my mother for her scrutiny of this blog, which is maintained both to feel independent as a member of a not-for-profit and also to show some cool when it comes to bringing life to the Internet, which in this day and age is a given, although somewhat neglected by many small businesses if you check the honest facts.
Thank you for reading this post and if you have any interest in visiting elsewhere on the Internet, feel free. You can also, “like,” “comment,” and/or “follow” if you would like to read more from me (I write this blog almost wholly entirely on my own drawing inspiration from the WordPress prompts and challenges).
The work outdoors I do, weather permitting, is to tend to a small cemetery on the outskirts of the city where I live. I am frequently there once a week, mostly year round, and in decent or good weather in the outdoors tending to the ground.
Somewhat casual as this employment is, I take it upon myself to develop my own interests apart from my work at the cemetery and also to reflect what it is I carry out in the hours I spend working at the cemetery, Maple Lawn Cemetery. Of course, in the 2010’s, I think it is quite acceptable to maintain a blog which shares the odd insight into what is happening with us, the bloggers, and I picked WordPress for its policies of inclusivity which lend themselves to my ideas about faith, of which I hang a tapestry.
We have a website for the cemetery, tiny much like the cemetery itself, and you if have an interest in what I’m saying you can start by visiting here:
This Is the history page for the church and cemetery where I help out, which I didn’t write myself but to which I applied edits.
Everyday WordPress offers a Daily Prompt and if I feel like blogging any given day, I reflect on the Daily Prompt should it be something I feel is relevant to what is happening in my life. They often are relevant, and I suspect they reflect what’s happening in the international news and also reflect common concerns for WordPress bloggers, as well as reflecting themes which appeal to members of the blogosphere. Today’s Daily Prompt is the word, “final,” which took me somewhere mentally because I participate in final arrangements, both playing a part and helping keep lovely. The final curtain on life is so often accompanied by grief, that I retreat a little and work behind the scenes, but many rituals that accompany the fall of that very final curtain help bring enormous relief to people who loved the departed a lifetime.
That’s all I want to say, but if you want to see the website for our church and cemetery, the link is above. If you relate to this, perhaps you should click, “like,” so I know you were there, or “follow” and/or “comment.” You don’t have to take any of these steps, but if you’re kind, you may want to subtly acknowledge this, because it is in the spirit of generosity.
This week’s WordPress Discover Challenge presents the trial of posting a different point of view than what other people have, whatever POV. This appealed to me because I thought of Superman, as a matter of fact, from the films of the nineteen seventies and eighties about the beloved comic book character, and also from the 2013 film Man of Steel, which is what specifically I have a different interpretation to write about than the casual interpretation it often gets otherwise (a great superhero film).
Christmas Eve last year, December 24 of 2016, late in the afternoon my younger brother and his son went with me to my parents’ house for dinner and the Christmas tree. My brother let me know that the two had been in the middle of complaining about Superman, in the movies, and I was surprised that they have this opinion, which is not the same opinion I have. We’re very different people from one another.
Man of Steel presents the Superman character as an alien, which I know he is, as in the story of his life told in the 1978 film about him (titled Superman, naturally). However, whereas in that film Superman is a very human character, who blends in with his peers quite easily, in Man of Steel (2013) Superman is almost an alien monster, considering that while he looks human, he has the mentality of an outsider. This is clear, for example, when he only takes his job as a reporter for the Daily Planet at the conclusion of the film (spoiler), which is unlike Superman (1978), in which his entire time in Metropolis is spent in the alter ego of Clark Kent, a reporter alongside Lois Lane.
What I think about Man of Steel, which is different than how other people see it, is that Man of Steel is the story of an alien creature living among humans whose fate it is to help the human race. This is like how in ancient Egypt, Egyptian workers built enormous pyramids, which were probably tombs for their leaders once deceased (the Pharaohs). It is unknown how the ancient Egyptians were able to build these pyramids because there is no evidence that the Egyptians of ancient times had technology which could have made building those pyramids possible. It is a great mystery.
One theory is that, as in history when impossible feats were accomplished without the benefit of technology, alien forces could have visited Egypt and helped the Egyptians build the pyramids with the help of the alien people’s technology. It is a popular theory among people who believe in life among the stars (Erich von Daniken is one scholar who argues that the theory is based on real history, of Ancient Egypt).
Given that the pyramids would have been nearly impossible to build without technology, consider that aliens visited and lent a helping hand, with an interest in contributing to the prosperity of human beings (as a species). Man of Steel is a little like that because Superman is an alien living among humans who has the fate of helping preserve the human race from dangers that are inherent to people encountering alien creatures.
What I think is that when Superman reveals himself to human authorities, when he is given the ultimatum to surrender by his enemies, it is noted that Superman may be a hazard for human folk merely because his body may contain a disease that could be inflicted on the humans. I say this because it is not immediately the fear of Superman’s powers as a superhero that bothers the authorities, or the details of Superman’s past in the Kansas town of Smallville, but whether Superman’s body could spread illness and death to the humans who meet him. I don’t think that the Egyptians meeting aliens who gave them help to build the pyramids, stopped their alien benefactors to question whether they would become sick from contact.
What I am thinking about Man of Steel, is what if the point of Superman’s existence among humans is that he doesn’t succeed at guiding human beings to a better existence? Every time it is questioned if humans in ancient times had visitors from other worlds among them, there is never evidence that the aliens caused devastation and ruin for people of the past. What if Superman’s role as a visitor to modern-day people of the world demonstrates good intentions on Superman’s part, but poor planning for the man from Krypton that actually reduce the success of people to safely maintain conditions for life around the planet? All I’m asking you to do is that when you sit down with Man of Steel, consider the possibility that while the strange realities that led the men and women of Ancient Egypt to construct pyramids, in this film, when Superman is battling and causing destruction in both Smallville and Metropolis, could this be the beginning of events that challenge human’s mastery of Planet Earth and undermine them in a way that will end in defeat and downfall? If Superman for once is the alien visitor closest to human beings in his physical form, could he likewise have the kinds of human weaknesses that will result in the end of human’s reign over their blue and green planet? Every other time in history that aliens might have come to help humans with the growth of their civilizations, are we, at last, to understand that there is no more? For however Superman feels about belonging to the human race, which is clearly passionate, considering the climax of the film when Superman is challenged by his nemesis how he feels about human life, if Superman is the final alien visitor to Earth, is it because he will eventually destroy us all? That is how I would understand Man of Steel, instead of interpretations that are more along the lines of a visitor from the stars who kindly brings the benefit of his superpowers to help us mortals.
If you have an interest in what I am thinking, you’re welcome to “like,” follow, and/or subscribe. Thank you for reading and good luck to you, whatever you do. Take care of yourself as always.