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Wacky Wednesday

Updated: Dec 21, 2023

Ok, I've designed Friday's as "Fictional Friday" where I take my travel photos and invent a story to them. In an effort to further diversify this blog I'm going to try something new every Wednesday, at least for awhile. This may not be everyone's cup of tea. But, as I've said, I believe in the saying "variety is the spice of life".

In this new Wednesday series I will post on some of the weird stuff, at least loosely related to travel. Last week I posted on Time Travel. Next Wednesday I will post on Space Travel which is an extension of last week's post. I may include some other components to Wacky Wednesday including some of the amateur poetry I've written in the past.

I have some selfish reasons for this. If I can include some of the things I've written in the past, it can save me some time writing these daily posts. The amount of time I spend on a post varies but probably averages about an hour if I count everything.

For today's post I will include a simple poem I wrote that goes along with last week's post on Time Travel. You may remember the direction of time is believed to be set by entropy by the majority of physicists (at least the majority of books I've read). I wriote a poem on Entropy years ago. Now how wacky is that?

Before I began traveling to the other side of the world, I was emotionally struck by the disaster that happened in Japan in March 2011. A magnitude 9.0 earthquake hit off the shore of Japan causing a massive tsunami that not only killed people, but caused a nuclear disaster that still persists today.

Nearly 22,000 people died as a result of the earthquake, tsunami, and nuclear evacuation.

At the time I was contemplating travel to that area of the world. This accident caused me to pause and rethink my interest. But ultimately I did travel to Japan twice. I remember at the time the impact this event had on me. Enough to inspire me to write about it. Here is my never shared before thoughts on the disaster:


The majesty of the oak lies bare on the canopy floor,

Decaying back to whence it came.

Nourishment for future generations,

The mighty structure returning to randomness. 

Our star radiates its brilliance on which we depend,

Its nuclear fuel exhausting each day.

One day to lose all form,

And to dissipate its mass/energy into chaos. 

The empire country stood with perfect form,

The pride of the order of civilized men.

But Mother earth shook its foundations,

And made a mockery of the devices of men. 

As man stared through the rubble of former glory,

Bewildered of how it came to be.

A life that once made sense,

Replaced by the chance-medley fate of all things. 

How trivial the anarchy of one man's life,

Knowing that time lays waste to arrangement.

The future of all structured mass and energy,

Doomed by the laws of entropy.

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