Random Thought
source of image:http://www.monolandscapes.co.uk/broken_barge.htm
Found this image while searching for something else.
Prompted a sudden surge of words from me.
The drawing(a very good one) seems to embody the tragic silence that comes to embrace a thing/event/structure whose traces have been completely lost on the sands of time and forgotten by almost everyone…so much so, that they almost seem beautiful, by virtue of their inconsequence to the current 'world of men’.
Or may be they stand and inspire artists simply as a reminder to men that all of human life is simply a flash of lightning in the infinite expanse of space-time…may be they offer to the sub-conscious, a glimpse of the big-picture…or perhaps the lack of one.
posted by Ajaatashatru at
1:41 AM
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I hope you would remember this..
Ozymandias
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792-1822
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