DocAndersen
Let us, for a moment start at the end. The ravages of time as time waits for no person. No woman, no man, no child, no dog, no cat not even a building. Time ravages all. It is the equalizer. The force that met cannot be unmet. It is with each falling brick a reminder. The essence of what is time. Time, the small stream that lies in front of us, the present. We always seek that moment that wonder of the present. It is, and it isn’t. Would you, in a path seeking something, seeking a passage to a new place, waste time? Is time the one thing we cannot waste? We were taught in school at that time was limited. The ticking clock on the wall was both a prison and parole.
We are free for the minutes of the school where the bell rings, and the next class, the teacher slapping their palm with a ruler waiting, is still pending. That is, the infinite lies in the time between the moments. That infinite stretches beyond us lie beyond where we are and bring us to a place. Do you remember those days in the past when the building was young, and the bells would ring, and we would rush to our freedom for a moment, for a second. The teacher always slapping their palm with a ruler, waiting. Their control over time was between two bells. Our control of time was between two smaller bells. We, like the teacher only binding to a smaller set of a day.
Buildings crumble, teachers retire, students become teachers. And the cycle continues, the new teachers like the old teachers slapping their palm with a ruler as they wait out the time of freedom. Until they, masters of 55 minutes take, seize control and deliver to the open minds, another day of knowledge. Until the day ends and tomorrow looms large. Tomorrow, in the end, brings the decay and decline of the buildings. The bricks lose their mortar and fall. Fall to the unforgiving ground. Fall to the forgotten land between the bells. That becomes the time when the bells no longer ring, because there are no students. It is both a point of wonder and a point of fear when there are no teachers slapping their palms and waiting for their moment of control.
So, this is part of that famous city…
yes it is had to take these pictures!
Oh, really? Why so? What makes it hard?
sorry not hard to take i am typing to fast.
i just had to take the pictures, sorry hard to take.
Looks like people are quite busy on their phones!
that was near the train station so an area with lots of commuters!
Nice view and looks impressive
🙂 thank you Pam that is very nice of you to day