Still Gravity

At the end of the paved road in the route to Bodie -  License our images here . Bodie is the most famous ghost town of the old West. It was and still is a remote place. Nothing changes here, same rugged climate, same dirt road, and same unforgiving wilderness. And worse, the region seats on an active magma chamber, so we can say that Bodie always was close to Hell. Driving on the old dirt road of Bodie.         Well over the tree line, at 8,000 feet elevation, Bodie offered a rustic life full of hardships to its dwellers. The closest lumber supply was miles away, right on the shores of Mono Lake . Today there are still plenty of Jeffrey pines around there.  But gold was plenty around Bodie and it made all the difference. Many came to the hostile region after the shiny stuff. Entering the ghost to

I just read the  Rubáiyát  from  Omar Khayyám  - the Edward Fitzgerald translation. The admirer of  Avicenna  had a good understanding of time and the shortness of life.  Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend. Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie. Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End! He also understood the importance of living in the present.  Alike for those who for To-day prepare, And those that after a To-morrow stare, A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries ' Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There!' Ah, fill the Cup - what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet -.Unborn To-morrow. and dead Yesterday, Why fret about them if Today be sweet!  And he thought that we don't get it because... The secret must be kept from all non-people; the mystery must be hidden from all idiots The polymath knew how to solve  cubic equations  in the times of the First Crusade. How many of us can say the sa