not all those who wander are lost

"NOT ALL THOSE WHO WANDER ARE LOST."
J.R.R. TOLKIEN

KAPAPAMAHCHAKWEW
Cree leader, Wandering Spirit

Monday, September 28, 2015

BRAIN IN NEUTRAL AND THE SUPERMOON ECLIPSE

POST # 184

With my brain in neutral this morning, I will just post a few photos and videos to cover for today.  Enjoy.


My slack blog writing assistant. "Is it blog day again, Paul?" "Can't we just sleep?"


Neighbourhood friend.






Chumlee has finally decided that the housesitter has a safe and comfortable lap to hang out on.


A short video of last night's Supermoon Eclipse.  This was taken about the time when the moon was only half visible, near the latter part of the eclipse cycle.
If you listen very carefully, you can hear the sea lions barking in the background.


Below is a link to the Supermoon event.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/science/space/11895539/Incredible-blood-supermoon-eclipse-time-lapse.html



And last but not least, here is a cartoon I came across in Portland Oregon.  It might make you think twice, the next time you order at a restaurant.



Happy trails,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer



Monday, September 21, 2015

HOT AIR

POST # 183

As our season turns from Summer to Autumn we are given a couple of options for the use of hot air.

Here is a good use of hot air:




And here is a waste of hot air:

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/politics/the-globe-leaders-debate/article26377613/

The majority of the "hot air" that spewed forth from these three "leaders" contained the words "jobs" and "growth", and the oxymoron, "sustainable development."
As has been demonstrated in the past, and is true in this debate, the Economy trumps Ecology every single time.

Here is Chumlee's reaction to the debate:



Maybe the comedian, Louis CK has it figured out.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOojbp8ptWI

Happy trails,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer


Monday, September 14, 2015

A PROFOUND SADNESS

POST # 182

One of her* favourite times of day was just before the sunrise.  It was peaceful then, and the lack of light made it easy to forget her location.

The concrete slab that she had slept on overnight, soon reminded her of where she was, and it made her extremely sad. She had a vague memory** of her life before this place, but it had been such a long time ago, that the memory of what life used to be like was now almost non-existent. The memories that had survived were of wide open spaces, with plenty of food to eat, an abundance of clean water to drink,  along with a variety of comfortable places to sleep, much more comfortable than last night's concrete slab.

After the sun was up, she could see exactly where she was.  It was the same place she had been for almost as long as she could remember.  While she was surveying her surroundings, she heard a familiar sound coming from the corner of her enclosure.  A few moments later, the animal*** which she had come to know as the food provider entered, and within moments, this animal had dropped on the ground a variety of different types of food.  Her favourite food looked like this:


Image result for durian fruit

The animal had left behind a generous amount of this food for her and her three companions, and so for a while, they could focus on the enjoyment of eating.

Later, she took a nap, and when she awoke,  everything had changed.  The peacefulness of the early morning was now gone, and as she looked around, she could see huge numbers of the same type of animal that had provided her with food that morning, surrounding her enclosure.  For some reason, which she didn't have the mental capacity to understand, none of these animals were able to enter the space that she was in.  She could look them all straight in the eyes, and they were close enough to touch, yet some invisible barrier prevented physical contact.  The vast majority of these animals, both large and small appeared to be quite excited to be there, and made all sorts of different sounds, especially the small animals.  She then noticed the facial expression on one of the large animals who was standing directly in front of her.  It looked deep into her eyes, and the expression on its face seemed to reflect her mood.  It was a mood of profound sadness.
Eventually, the animal walked away in silence and was replaced by some of the smaller noisy ones.  She had seen enough for the day, and retreated to a part of the enclosure which had at least a modicum of privacy.  Here, she would remain, until the darkness of the night enveloped her.

It was quiet now.  She gazed up into the sky and could see the sparkles of light scattered throughout it.  For a brief moment, she remembered that it was like this in the place that she had come from so very long ago.  It helped her to forget about where she was.

*
http://www.oregonzoo.org/discover/animals/orangutans


**
http://www.cell.com/current-biology/abstract/S0960-9822(13)00708-2?_returnURL=http%3A%2F%2Flinkinghub.elsevier.com%2Fretrieve%2Fpii%2FS0960982213007082%3Fshowall%3Dtrue&cc=y=

***
Animal/s in this piece refers to the human animal.

Happy trails,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwqhdRs4jyA