Puissantius Of Kandarin – The Dragon Shield

Book One – Chapter One – Part Five

  Watching Mr. Lumcook put together this banquet was a great experience. I never knew you could marry so many different things together. Watching him make and bake a cake was a good lesson. The way he prepared each and every dish with superb mastery motives me to one day follow in his footsteps. “Alright Puissantius. Everything is ready for the banquet. If you will help me with two more things I will free you from this kitchen for today.” The Cook advised. “Most surly I will.” I told him. “You have shown me something I will remember for my entire life.” “That’s good to know Puissantius. Cooking is an art that only can improve. You have now the chance to practice your skill and aspire to be a great chef. Now, help me to move and place everything in the dining hall. It is through the door over there. I took as many dishes as I could carry and followed him through the door. “Wow!” I shouted. “Look at how magnificent this room is. Is that a mahogany table and chairs?” “Indeed it is Puissantius. Carved wood cut from trees in the jungle near Tai Bwo Wannai on Karamja. All the gold decorations, the teak panels and tapestry are products from every kingdom in Gielinor.” The Cook explained. We brought everything and set the table even a king would be proud of. “Okay assistant. Everything is ready for the Duke. Lastly I need you to go advise his lordship his banquet is ready. In the kitchen I left a bag for you. Inside is a fine new cake pan and ten chocolate bars. You might want to deposit your gold and everything else in the bank after you talk with the duke.” We said our farewells and I left to ascend the stairs.

 

I knocked on the solid wood door of the Dukes quarters. I heard him beckon me to enter. “Good-day Duke Horacio. Mr. Lumcook asked me to stop by and advise you he has prepared your supper. He asked if you would met your guest in the dining room.” I explained. “In the dining room? Guest? Oh my, I must have forgotten. Did he say who was coming?” The duke asked. “No sir. He only asked me to help him prepare the same meal the first cook made in a time past. I assisted him and we prepared the dining room for you.” I replied. “Okay Puissant. Thanks. Don’t forget I have a very important task for you. It seems the mighty dragon Elvarg of Crandor Island has once again broken free in the dungeon below Crandor island.. She has invoked her right to battle with you. Only a son of Kandarin can fulfill the pact written centuries ago between the dragon and Gielinor. She has sensed you were near and advised her right to battle.” The duke explained. “WHAT!” I exclaimed. I know nothing of fighting dragons! I can hardly defeat a chicken. It will burn me to ashes or eat my body and bones. I can’t!” I cried. “Puissantius calm down. This dragon is not as powerful as some. Yes, she can breathe fire and has vicious teeth but with training and the ‘Anti-Dragon Shield’ you will be able to force her back into the pit. See that shield hanging on the wall? Take it, it is yours.”

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Anti-Dragon Shield

 

The duke informed and pointed to the shield. The shield was magnificent. It was large and shaped like a kite. It had a dull reddish color, some bronze and a riveted boarder. It appeared to have magical powers emitting around it. The symbol of a dragon with a sword impaled was on front. I took the shield. It was lighter than it looked. As I placed my arm into the leather it felt different from that of a cow. “This is mine?” I asked. “Yes.” The duke replied. “It is yours. It was crafted by a master smith using metals melted by a dragons breathe. The leather is dragon hide. An ancient mage endued the shield with magic that repels the dragon’s fire. Take good care of it Puissant. Practice your combat skills and when the guild master of the Champions Guild sees you are ready he will give you further instructions. Now go upstairs to the bank and deposit the shield for safe keeping. Good-day to you and good-luck.” The duke finished talking and turned to change his clothes. I exited the room and climbed up the stairs to the bank. “Good-afternoon sir. Would you like to access your bank today?” The banker asked. “Yes sir I would.” I replied. “Very well. Enter your pin and I will open your vault for you.” He explained. I entered my pin and the vault opened. “Sir, if I may, can I offer you one of our new tool belts? It allows you to carry a wide assortment of tools. It frees your hands and also makes more room in the backpack. It is free, a service we offer all of our patrons.” The banker informed. “Sure! Free is good. Thank-you kind sir.” I replied. I took the belt and wrapped it around my waist and buckled it. I put the shield in my vault and took all the tools out. I put each in the slot of the belt. I noticed there was a place for other tools, ones I didn’t have. I looked at the instruction pamphlet and it listed where each tool fit. Great, more stuff I don’t have. Time to go mine some ores and do some other things to make money. Oh money. I almost forgot what the cook had given me. I put the cake tin and coin in my bank. I kept one chocolate bar and put the rest in the cold storage. I closed the vault and the banker locked it again.

 

As I left the castle and went outside I noticed how nice the weather was. I spoke to a few local people along the way thinking how cheerful everyone seemed. There were butterflies fluttering around and even the graveyard did not seem too grim. The giant rats were further off in the distance today. The fisherman was talking to a couple people and waved as I walked past. Once I made it to the mine I got my pick-ax from the tool belt and began to strike the rocks. I was able to cut 14 pieces each of copper and tin ores. These were heavy and I decided maybe I would head back to the smelter and see if I could combine them and get some bronze bars. One of the other guys at the mine told me and this woman who was nearby, there was another mine to the west where he found iron ore and maybe even gold. He suggested we could meet here tomorrow and travel together and try our luck there. We all agree to meet. The lady reminded us the rock was much harder to cut that this soft stone here. She said if we had steel picks it would take less work. We all laughed, thinking one day maybe we could afford one. I bid my farewell and walked back toward town.

 

I stopped at the fountain in Lumbridge to get a drink of water and filled my pitcher. It would be nice to have a beer. I do not recall seeing a pub in this city or an inn either. I guess I should ask someone, there must be one nearby. I could use a bath too. Washing off in the fountain really is not the same as a bath. I could dive in the river but I am not sure what may be living in it. There was a man and woman talking outside the walls who I’ve seen before. Locals I guess. They would know where the local pub was I’m sure. I walked over to where the two were sitting near the bard. “Hello. Nice day to sit around and listen to music. How are you, I am Puissantius.” I inquired. “Hello Puissantius. I am Jon and this is my friend Joan. How do you like Lumbridge so far?” Jon replied. “Hi Joan, nice to meet you both. I like it. It is a nice town. Much bigger than where I came from. I am learning my way around.” I replied. “That good to hear. There is not much to do here. Not like some of the larger cities. And these monsters they let live here make it harder on us all.” Jon advised. “Monsters?” I asked. “Yeah, those goblins. Monsters I say. They let those and some others infect our town. The god Bandos left them behind after the god wars. They breed like rats. Like we need more rats. But the H.A.M movement is working to rid us of….” Joan cut him off. “Hush Jon you don’t know whose listening. He might be one of them.” “Nonsense Joan look at him. He doesn’t even know what I’m talking about… do you Puissantius?” Jon asked. “But he came here on a ship, with that knight.” Joan stated. “Well Puissantius, are you?” Jon asked. “Am I what? I do not have any idea what you two are talking about.” I said. “Are you a spy?” He asked. “No. NO I am not a spy! I am a simply farm boy from Ashdale. And that knight, Sir Isaac, put me in chains and forced me here. Said I am supposed to save something. And what are H.A.M.’s? All I wanted was to ask if you knew where a guy could get a beer around here. Hell after talking with you two I might need a lot of beers or maybe even something harder.” I exclaimed. “Easy Puissantius. We can never be too careful. I should have never mentioned it. We never know. You see that owl, on the fence beside the Sage? He is always looking, listening. And that guard over there, the dog, they all could be spying on us. The movement is close to acting. And they know it.” Jon advised. “Listen. I am not a spy and I think you may be a little paranoid, about this movement.” I replied. “Puissant. Can I call you that, sounds more local?” Joan asked. “Sure Joan. Why not it seems people around here have been calling me that anyway.” I stated. “Okay Puissant. The H.A.M. are an underground movement. It stands for Humans Against Monsters. We want to rid the whole of Gielinor of every one of these beast. We are starting here, in Lumbridge. And as our members grow, we will one day, when the time is right, eliminate all of them. We would like you to join. Think about it, okay?” Joan explained. “Sure I will. Sounds like a good cause.” I wearily replied. “Good!” Jon said. “Now about that drink. Father Aereck would not allow a pub or bar or even an inn in this town. You will have to go to Varrock, Falador or Port Sarim for that. In Port Sarim is the Rusty Anchor Inn. It is closest but more dangerous to get to. You would go through the forest to the west. In Varrock is Blue Moon Inn and the Dancing Donkey Inn. They all serve beer for 2 coins per glass.” Jon advised. “Oh, and Puissant. You should go to Varrock. There is a clothing store near the town square. You should stay at the inn. A bath would do you good.” Joan informed with a smile. “I guess I will be going along now. I want to smelt some bronze bars and I was planning to go to Varrock to sell them anyway. Thanks for talking with me. I will see you again soon.” I stated. “Good-bye Puissantius, nice talking with you.” They both replied at the same time. I could hear them talking about maybe they should have never told me about the H.A.M as I walked toward the smelter. I will have to come back later and see if they will tell me more.

 

The blacksmith was adding some coal to the forge and asked me if I would pump the bellows as he arranged it evenly. I could hear the fire increase with intensity as I pumped air into the flames. The smelter was getting hotter and the cast iron casing around the fire brick lined oven was beginning to glow. The blacksmith motioned to me I could stop and he turned back toward the anvil where he grabbed some tool and pulled his molten metal from the forge. He indicated to me I could use the smelter. He pointed to where there was pots to melt metals and molds to pour them into. I gathered equal parts of copper and tin, putting them in a pot and placed it in the forge. I pumped some additional air in from the bellows and waited for the mixture to melt. Once the metals were completely melted I poured it into molds and cooled it with water. I received 28 bars of some high quality bronze. I am not sure what the value would be but it probably is enough. It was getting late in the day. The food the Goblins were cooking across the river smelled delicious. I was thinking maybe I would buy some bait and fish on the river. That would be safer than killing something like chickens. I laughed when I thought how a chicken was so tough and the duke believes I can kill a dragon. I went to the fishing store and got some worms. I sat on the bank watching the Goblins fighting with some adventurers. It did not take long until I had caught a nice mess of fish. Some good sized trout and a few crawfish. I had quite a few worms left. I took them over to the gardener and asked if I could put them in the garden. She was happy to see me add them. Worms are good in a garden. Maybe one day I can plant something. After cutting some wood for a fire I cooked my fish. Thinking about tomorrow, this will be the day I move to Varrock. I am excited to visit a new city! They say it is a big place with many shops and places to see. How wonderful this sounds. Buying some new clothes and trading on the Grand Exchange will be the first thing I want to do. Then I really would like to get a room at one of the inns. Take a nice long bath then go downstairs to the pub, drink a few beers and eat some food. Sleeping in a bed will be so comfortable. Bed, home, kitchen would truly make my life more comforting. They say there is an estate agent in Varrock. Hopefully it will not cost too much. Adding some more wood on the fire I curl up and go to sleep.

Authors Post Note

This marks the end of chapter one. In the next chapter Puissantius will travel to the city of Varrock. Varrock is a large old city on planet Gielinor. He will learn about all the gods and the role each play in the story. Varrock is the home of the largest library in Gielinor. Here Puissant will meet Reldo the librarian who will direct him to all the written knowledge of history. It is then Puissant will learn that he is now in the sixth age, something epic has occurred. Will you continue with him on this journey?

Love Is The Most

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Love is the most profound of feelings. When you find someone who loves you, it is equally profound when finding you are without them.

When you are alone…

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When you are alone there is nothing more satisfying than to find someone to be alone with.

Unique Is How

Unique is how
When they belittle you
You are their best friend

True love ❤
Is when they hate you
You love them

But one day
In the empty forest
You heard a twig snap

And at once
The entire forest was
Ripped into the sky

The stars of hate
Burned the roots
Of your creativity

Imagine how
The moon cried
As the rain turned to sorrow 💔

Mud filling the cracks
In natures heart ❤
Only broken for another

Where do we start
The beginning we know
Middle ground has grown

When does it end
Each door has four locks
Windows are bars

Loud sounds cause fear
Can’t let someone near
Lend me your ear

Nobody listening
Everybody talking
Scrambled eggs and brain

The ants devour picnic
Bees stealing honey
Thief offers money

And you take a breath
Feeling your breast
Heart still beating

You live
Life is better
Blogging together


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Our Tesseract

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Tesseract

A loving and meaningful relationship requires we look inside the box just as much as looking within it. When looking inside the box, we see a Tesseract. In this fashion, one can obtain pictures that no longer reflect the spatial relationships within the Tesseract. Moreover, a couple discovers truth is seen outside the box too. A meaningful relationship has many sides, many boxes.  Relationships require understanding. In this understanding each can see the multifaceted relationship between the two.


 

The universe is ever moving, and you cannot plan the future from past experience.

 

 

Keys to Happy

Do not do anything in the daytime that will keep you awake at night.

(It has everything to do with honesty and doing what is right in the relationship)

Old Stone Tool

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Ancient stone tool 
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Found in a field

 

I found this stone tool on a freshly plowed field in Edgefield County, South Carolina / 2011

The Indestructable Spaz

   It was the fall of 2005. I was sitting in a tree stand, near my home, that we had build beside a creek. This was a watershed area in the north-east corner of Richland County near Lake Wateree. With camera in hand I hoped to photograph the Ivory Billed Woodpecker. I had seen the pair a few weeks earlier in my backyard. The “yard” was a three acre area behind my home  I had cleared of underbrush all the way to the creek line. It was what we called the park. Throughout the property I had blazed many trails that meandered through the woods of this 3,000 acre tract. The main trail started not far from the back deck and made its way down toward the swamp to what we called the island. I built a log bridge to the island, and there I had bench, covered over with some camo-net so one could sit and observe the wildlife that followed the creek. We had seen deer, turkey, Russian boar, Carolina cougar and bear. Birds of every kind for the area were usually hanging out too. Naturally the snakes, amphibians and turtles also hung out nearby. From the island I built a longer natural log bridge over the creek, and from there the trail followed the creek north to the upper forty acres. It was there, near the end of blazed trail the tree stand stood.

The Ivory Billed Woodpecker was so rare it was thought to be extinct. I remember seeing them when I was a kid in the Congaree Swamp (Congaree National Park now). I was a country boy back then and us boys would ride our bicycles with fishing pole tied to handlebars to the Congaree National Monument and fish the Bow Lake and creeks.

So one day I see this pair of woodpeckers checking out a hole high in a dead tree in the “park” behind my home. I took my binoculars out and could see clearly they were the rare Ivory Billed Woodpecker. I called the DNR and reported the sighting, and the guy on the phone, after I told him where I lived told me that was impossible, they don’t live that far from the swamp where they had been seen last. I insisted with him I had in fact seen these birds, and know what they looked like. He told me to take some pictures and send it to the DNR, hanging up the phone on me. Okay, no problem. I had seen these birds a couple more times after that but was not able to get good photos. They visited the hollow tree each time but never stayed long enough. But I did notice each time they flew in from the area where the tree stand was. So this is what brings me to why I was in the stand. But this is not what my story here is really about. It is about The Indestructible Spaz.

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I was sitting in the tree stand one evening with my camera. I had sat here for many days before. I heard something running along the trail behind me. I thought it was probably a deer or hog from the sound on the leaves. I had walked this trail to the stand. As it got closer I could see it was a white dog, nose to the ground running quickly toward me. It ran straight up to the tree stand, looked up the ladder at me, wagging it tail and sat down at the base of the ladder. The dog was what looked like a pit bull, pure white, pink eyes and blue tongue. And it just sat there. I thought it would leave and go off trailing whatever it was looking for. But it just sat there. Then it laid down and the bottom of the tree, looking up at me every now and then. It was going to be dark soon and I kept thinking the dog would leave. But it did not. I actually begin to worry. Maybe it was waiting for me to come down so it could bite me, or rip me apart as I heard some of this breed does to people. I had my sidearm on me and when I could wait no longer I pulled it out of the holster and took the safety off. I hoped I would not have to shot the dog, but if it was me or him I would not hesitate. As soon as I started to climb down he jumped up and with excitement spun around in a spastic way then sat down, tail wagging the whole time. I had the weapon trained on his head as I reached the ground. He laid down and rolled over with his belly up. I reached down, rubbed his tummy a few times and suddenly he jumped up and flew off down the trail the way he came. I thought… do you mean you laid down here for all these hours waiting just so someone would rub your tummy? I guess he did.

I was a little leery walking down the trail back home. But the dog was not laying in wait to ambush me. When I got back to the house that dog was laying on the back deck against the door. He heard me and jumped up, dancing all about in a rather spastic way. Tail going 100 miles an hour acting like we where best friends. I petted him a bit, he did not seem at all aggressive or in any way like he would bite anyone. It was a hot day so I went inside and got a pan of water for him. He was happy to get it! I went inside, thinking he probably would go home soon. The next morning he was laying on the front porch. The kids decided to feed him. He loved kids and was eager to play ball and hung out with them all day. We decided to take a few photos of him and place some signs in the area hoping someone had missed him. After several weeks nobody came forward. I took him to the local vet to see if they might know who he belonged to. The Vet looked him over and said he had a chip in him and used some device to read it. He got the owner info and said he would notify him about his dog. We left him there. A couple days later the vet called me and said the man did not want his dog. The owner had told the vet he could put him down because the dog wouldn’t hunt. The vet told me that he would rather see the dog go to a good home instead of putting him to sleep if I wanted him. He seemed like a good dog so I went and picked him up. The vet told me that man had paid $12,000 for the dog! He was a pure breed that was made for coon hunting but after spending a sum on training he said the dog was to spastic and high strung and would not hunt raccoons. The man told the vet he had taken the dog to the country and put him out thinking the dog could live as a stray. He even said he thought about shooting him once he got him out in the country.

This dog was as high strung as anything I had ever seen. He would jump about three or four feet into the air, dance around in circles, run around here and there every time anyone would offer to play ball with him. The kids named him Spaz, short for spastic. Spaz was one of a kind. He was the boldest dang dog in history. He was tougher than a Mack truck too. Spaz could not seem to stay off the highway. He waited for the bus to bring the kids home everyday. He know the time when it would arrive. Spaz got hit by cars flying down the old country road in front of our house 5 times. Each time there was not a scratch on him. The vet told me he had never seen a dog so indestructible. Once my son and I were working out in front of the property and Spaz was across the road “hunting” in the field. He caught something and raced back toward the house. At the same time a car was coming by at 60 mph or so and hit Spaz. We both seen it happen. The dog was knocked into the air and sent flying out into the field. He just laid there.  We figured he was surly dead… this time. We went behind the house to get a couple shovels so we could bury Spaz. While we were in the shed getting the tools I heard something behind me. It was Spaz, jumping all around like he normally does! We loaded him into the pick-up truck and drove him to the vet. One thing Spaz loved was riding in the truck. He would stand with his front feet on the side of the bed. His bull-dog lips flapping in the wind, he looked funny but you could tell he was in heaven. The vet examined him, took x-rays and determined the dog had no broken bones and only a little fur was knocked off where tail meets hip. It was hard to believe.

The following summer Spaz decided he liked to play with Rattle Snakes. One evening I could hear a Rattler, like on my back porch! It was not uncommon for snakes to be nearby. But usually the Rattle Snakes never came close to the house. In 15 years only one was to close for comfort. It was a 9 foot 8 inch Eastern Diamondback Rattle Snake coiled up under the trellis of the grape vines. I looked out the sliding glass door and Spaz had brought one about three foot long up on the deck. He had the snake in his mouth, and would put it down and lay near it. Every time the snake would try and slither off Spaz would pick it up and move it back on the porch. I tried to get the dog to come inside but he was not going to leave the snake and tried to bring it in the house with him. I finally had to get the dog by his collar and make him come inside. I caught the Rattler and carried it out across the creek and released it into the woods. That dog went fool when I let him back out later trying to find the snake.

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Another time we were working in the garden. I heard a Rattler bust off just on the other side of the creek. I looked that way and sure as hell Spaz was over there. I went over and tried to get the dog away from the snake. Spaz was not having any part of leaving his buddy. He picked the snake up in his mouth and ran further into the woods. I followed him and he put the snake down. It was interesting watching the snake follow the dogs head as Spaz sniffed the snakes body. I know rattlers only bite as a last resort, because it takes a while for them to make venom. This (for the snake) could make the difference in getting a meal, so they normally don’t strike unless provoked. But this was that one day that Spaz must have bit down too hard. As I went to grab him by the collar he jumped down and grabbed the snake, so he could flee from me. The little snake bit him on the face. Spaz let go of the critter and took off yelping toward the house. When I got to him I could see the snake had popped him good, both fangs in his cheek. I took him to the vet and the vet did what he could. By the next day his head was swollen up the size of a rural mailbox. He was sick for a little over a week. But in the life of the indestructible Spaz he recovered. He never messed with another snake after that. At least as far as I know.

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Once day Spaz disappeared. We never found him or any remains of him. But he will always be remembered as;

Spaz – The Indestructible Dog.

 

A Best Friend

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I would rather have you as my best friend for eternity than to have more and lose you forever.

The Four Strongest Forces In The Universe

Rotating wildly swinging outwardly, I am what’s a black hole. (10w)

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Artist’s impression of a stellar-mass black hole.

Photo Credit: European Space Agency, NASA and Felix Mirabel (the French Atomic Energy Commission & the Institute for Astronomy and Space Physics/Conicet of Argentina)


 

Gravity is what we think is the strongest force in the universe. We feel it everyday. It is what makes things fall down. It keeps us grounded on earth. We see gravity in the existence of black holes. There is one in our own galaxy. It pulls things into it with unmeasurable force. Even if we were to send a probe into a black hole we never would get any data back from it. Not even radio waves can escape its pull. Gravity has the second longest range in the universe. There is no escaping the forces of gravity in a black hole, unless you are centrifical force. Nothing can escape a black hole, not even light. But gravity is not the strongest force in the universe. Gravity is only the forth strongest. The reason why gravity in a black hole is so very strong is its size.

 
The strongest force in the universe, that we know of, is Strong Nuclear. We can assign the number 100 to it as comparison to the other three. This acts in an interaction between the nucleons and it is responsible for keeping the nucleus together. This interaction is mediated by so called gluons. Particles in this atomic nucleus are protons and neutrons. They are made up of quarks. However, this interaction is very short ranged because it operates inside of the atoms. It could be thought of as a closeness, like a couple. This is the reason I am in search of my quark. Because I am sure as long as we remain close we can never be broken apart. A strong nuclear bond in a relationship is why couples remain together for life. But even Strong Nuclear Force is ripped apart in a black hole.

 
The second strongest force in the universe is Electromagnetic. We can assign the number 1 to it in comparison to the other three. Because it is 100 times weaker than Strong Nuclear Force. Even a small magnet can overcome the gigantic gravitational force of the earth. Electromagnetic force is something that touches our lives in big ways everyday. Photons are seen with our eye as light. That cell phone, electricity, computers and lightning are only a few of electromagnetic forces. It has the longest range of the four strongest forces in the universe. Radio waves are being sent to and from probes millions of miles away from earth. Radio waves are electromagnetic. The screen you are reading this post on is also the same force. We often refer to the bond between a couple as magnetic. And opposites attract. It is this flow of positive and negative that creates the balance of electromagnetic force. But even if we were to take all the magnetic force in the entire universe and place it near a black hole it too would be sucked it.

 
The third strongest force in the universe is Weak Nuclear. It is like Strong Nuclear in it has a very short range. It is ten times weaker than Electromagnetic. Weak Nuclear is thought to made of Bosons. In particle physics weak nuclear is a very broad interpretation of all the other forces. The emptiness of space could be weak nuclear force. The Higgs boson is a Weak Nuclear force. Weak Nuclear is all the uncertainty of things we really do not know yet. Kind of like the things that keep a relationship together or maybe tear it apart. A lot of theory going on there.

 

It is interesting to know that we really do not know what gravity is or what makes it work. We just know it makes apples fall from trees. Albert Einstein states that gravity is not a force but as a consequence of the curvature of space-time caused by the uneven distribution of mass and energy. All can agree it is a natural phenomenon. It is thought that every object in the universe has gravity and that all pull on each other. It was once thought that nothing could move faster than the speed of light. Recently we found mass moving in the universe faster than this speed. It was always believed that mass could never obtain this speed. We thought the world was flat at one time too. We also thought the sun revolved around the earth. Once we thought that earth was the only planet in the universe that had life. There are even some people today that think the world revolves around them.

 

Science has an explanation or theory about the four strongest forces in the universe. Even the things that can not be seen or the unknown have some theory. But none even dare or try to explain or have theory on God. Some ignore the very existence of God. Saying if science cannot prove it or it has no mathematical equation it just does not exist. But many have theory about things that may exist in the universe. There are books that were written by people who write that God instructed them to write. Some believe it could be nothing more than hearsay. Others think it was written by someone who ate too many mushrooms or consumed excessive drink. The one written for the people of Israel, know as the Jews is titled The Old Testament. A majority of the people who thought of these theories of the universe also believe in this book. The very theory of Albert Einstein, called The Theory of Relativity that many base their own theories on, has its base on TIME. The first verse of the Old Testament says; In the beginning… this was Gods way of defining time. Without it science would have nothing to base theory on. Time plays a very important roll for human kind.

 

LOVE is rightfully the most powerful force in the universe but the least understood. Some think love comes from the heart. Other think love comes from the brain. While others define it as a feeling. Love has its foundation in every religious writings. In the case of the Old Testament God introduced it to humans, to angels to every being in creation. Even people who deny God, a god, a creator, the spirit or anything except self knows love. Even people who believe they know hate love themselves. Love is the one thing every human being, even animals know. But no one seems to really know what it is, where it comes from or what to do with it. Love is the most written about word on earth. To some it is only a word. Everyone seeks it. Love, in its truest form is pure. Unconditional and without fail. It is never ending. It is the GRAVITY that holds humanity together.

 

Hello Spring

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   The wind was blowing today with ferocity as warm air moved up from the south. The new year will soon arrive in mid-March as nature grows anew. Old Man 👴Winter trying to resist The Queen of Spring brought forth dangerous winds. When arriving home I discovered the power was out. The power had been interrupted three times today according to a neighbor up the hill. It rained cats, dogs and few sheep I think, from the downpours that came and went all day. I decided I would break the grill out and cook something over a fire for dinner. While I waited for the charcoal embers to burn into lovely ash, I walked about the property a bit. Along the fence line Yellow Jasmine where in bloom. I noticed leaves where emerging from hardwood trees. A Carolina Wren couple flew here and there looking for the perfect spot to build a nest. The male bird gladly follow his mate, carrying in his tiny beak some building materials. She finally decided on a place Mr. Woodpecker had carved out near the porch. Some insects crawled while others flew. In South Carolina we look for the Robins arrival, not some groundhog as the true indicator of spring. For some odd reason long ago someone decided the dead of winter was the new year. It does fall sometime after the shortest day on earth. Nevertheless, nature shows us the true new year. I will soon be spending more time outdoors. I love being close to the world that brings so much beauty into my life.


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