tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093110082255125617.post7573991907665976702..comments2023-11-16T22:46:30.130-08:00Comments on Pontificationism: Hungarian beer blogUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093110082255125617.post-33057465587693532192008-06-05T16:21:00.000-07:002008-06-05T16:21:00.000-07:00twelve hours to get home. Almost exactly. It seems...twelve hours to get home. Almost exactly. It seems a long drag really, but it would have taken months a few centuries ago.<BR/>How quickly we take things for granted. Two planes, several cars.<BR/>And here i am, in my lounge in a n armchair when 12 hours ago, i was in the hungrian sun.<BR/>Maybe I too lose the Wonder sometimes.<BR/>Bed. or will i not sleep? Lets see.Perlnumquisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13719930860859412405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093110082255125617.post-54086156066279053192008-06-05T07:41:00.000-07:002008-06-05T07:41:00.000-07:00It's too long since I have visited your travels an...It's too long since I have visited your travels and, possibly, travails.<BR/><BR/>It always puzzles me that there are some people who don't react emotionally to the weather.<BR/><BR/>Wild weather makes me think of Shakespeare's Julius Caesar and strange beasts prowling the streets.<BR/><BR/>Blue skies and sunshine make me feel glad to be alive.<BR/><BR/>I won't mention how I feel when it is dull or grey.<BR/><BR/>I've been inspired to add you to my blog roll on my adventures on a bench site. Hope it helps :-)Rob Windstrel Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07802521115618353098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6093110082255125617.post-78702641855030995892008-06-05T02:50:00.000-07:002008-06-05T02:50:00.000-07:00Cheers!What makes people? I reckon we all too easi...Cheers!<BR/>What makes people? I reckon we all too easily forget that nature makes us and thus speaks in voices so subliminal we sometimes do not hear yet feel them. And those of us more attuned to listening and indeed eager to feel, see, touch, hear and all that are greatly made by it. Which is why we feel so out of place and uncomfortable in that artificial environment we created and you so artfully described in your previous post. <BR/><BR/>Part of what I love about summer are the thunderstorms with their raw and actually creative force. They fascinate me endlessly and I love to be out in the rain, feel the forces directly (yet cautiously: no hilltops, no exposed places – I am not that stupid) and imagine what it must have been like millions of years ago when earth was forged and lightening provided electricity to prompt first (pre-)biological processes in the vast seas.<BR/><BR/>Thank you so much for providing inspiration; can’t wait for the next storm to come!Serendipity Quirkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04131448228557050617noreply@blogger.com