Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.
Six Sentence Story: Card
“How did you get here?”
Oh, I don’t know.
“Everybody knows, so what’s your tale?”
Well, I pulled a few strings and played my cards right and some – no, many – many people got hurt.
“I see.”
I was the guy – no, one of the guys – who more or less literally gained the whole world not that it was very much looking back.
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Denise offers the prompt word “card” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
Mark 8:36 KJV – For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?
What’s Flowering Where You Are?
Dale offers the prompt “What’s flowering where you are?” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Some of these I took last year at the same time of year, but the cactus is recent.
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Upstairs Downstairs
Below are pictures of doors (mostly door frames since the door is open) leading to the stairway.
The first two are from the fifth floor and last one from the parking area.
We are staying on the fifth floor.
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Linked to Thursday Doors.
Ovi Poetry Challenge: Bridge
Divisions kept the sides apart.
Where is the unifying heart?
How can the mending ever start?
It did. His will is done.
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Ronovan offers the inspiration “bridge” for this week’s Ovi Poetry Challenge. Also posted on Poet’s Corner.
Ephesians 4:4-6 KJV – 4 There is one body, and one Spirit, even as ye are called in one hope of your calling;
5 One Lord, one faith, one baptism,
6 One God and Father of all, who is above all, and through all, and in you all.
Six Sentence Story: Done
“Are you done?” Steve asked after listening to a lengthy complaint.
“No, I’m NOT!” Mark said as the cloud further darkened between them.
Not all that Mark said was true, but all of it was plausible, provided you thought the way Mark did. His thoughts must have echoed through his heart for quite some time for it to flow out so fluently.
Eventually Mark took a second breather and Steve once again asked him if he were done. When Mark nodded, accepting defeat that even he couldn’t run his mouth forever, Steve dismissed him without offering any defense eventually forgetting what Mark said, not that Mark had the peace of mind to do the same.
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Denise offers the prompt word “cloud” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
James 3:10 KJV – Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be.
Proverbs 30:7-9
Lights, Camera, Action
Dale offers the prompt, “lights, camera, action”, for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
My phone is my camera.
The sun rising and setting in the clouds on various days brings both the lights and the action. In these parts the climate changes daily while remaining pretty much the same year after year.
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He Made the Stars Also
If the universe began with an explosion, how did all of that exploded stuff come back together again to form even one star? If a star should explode, how would the mess it made clean itself up to become another star?
Not even gravity can put those explosions back together again.
There’s more truth in the nursery rhyme about Humpty Dumpty than there is in the mythology of modern cosmology with its big bangs and stars forming from cosmic dust clouds.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
couldn’t put Humpty together again.
One of the blessings of our universe is that things don’t naturally compress through gravity to the point that a thermonuclear reaction starts. If they did, the waters over the earth (along with all of the land) would have collapsed to the center of what once was the earth long ago.
The reason stuff like that doesn’t happen is because of hydrostatic equilibrium. Gravity draws things together. Sure, but an opposing outward pressure keeps stuff from collapsing beyond an equilibrium point. If it didn’t, we wouldn’t be here.
Some claim that if there were a multiverse, an infinite number of universes all starting with explosions, then at least one of them would have to look like ours. Wrong. Blow things up an infinite number of times (or more) and none of those explosions, because of hydrostatic equilibrium, would turn into a universe with planets and stars.
Every one of those exploded verses in that multiverse would remain a mess forever.
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Thursday Doors: Sunrise Door
While going to photograph a sunrise, I noticed a door on the beach.
It was small and perhaps not quite a “door”.
But I’m glad it was there to give me an excuse to post something.
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Linked to Thursday Doors.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 