Rosedale Ruminations

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Red brick bastions of permanence float above the Don River Valley.
In the distance, steel and glass towers of monetary power loom.
All is calm within this Sunday fantasy.
Yet the skies threaten rain
and the trees grow deep roots.

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4 Responses to Rosedale Ruminations

  1. “Red brick bastions of permanence” took me to a vision of crumbling clay ruins being reclaimed by Mother Nature, steel skeletons stripped of their glass skin, testaments to the transient hubris of “powerful” money. I’m contrary that way, plus I’ve been watching “Revolution” πŸ˜‰ Great post, Antonie. Thank you for the inspiration.

    • masqua says:

      You took my comments exactly as they were intended. At the very best, our dependence on these structures are tenuous. When the electricity fails, all those systems die.

      Pray that good old Sol never decides to wash Earth with another solar storm like the one back in 1859.

      We’d be looking to the Native Americans and the Amish for our survival.

  2. We would, indeed. Considering that a dangerous portion of our farmland has been subdivided and paved over, we’d be hurtin’ for certain. I hope some scientist somewhere is working on a really, really big surge protector.

    • masqua says:

      Not to worry. When the computers and televisions go black for a month, I’d bet half the population would go so batshit crazy, there’d be more bullets than flies flying. Survival would depend on the distance from a city squared by the willingness of the rural populations to put up with strangers.


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