Platform Three

I like seeing urban scenery at night when there are few, if any people around.

There’s a sense of quietness, or stillness that comes forward, I think. A certain solitude that helps provide both feelings of a cold, uncaring landscape, as well as a calmness, as well as sadness, as well as many other things depending on how the scene is depicted.

I also like it due to the human element becoming something not having as much of an impact whilst also being pervasive.

I think what works in this shot is the level of darkness making only a few things clearly visible, whilst making others appear more faint. It’s providing a sense of distance.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 905: Go Forward From

I think I’m taking too long to be awake at the moment.

I am awake and I am alert, but I still remain rather inactive and being inactive is not necessarily a good thing. I need to wake up and get up and do more and not less; this is of course exacerbated by today being a day of work, which requires me to do work, which is not what I am doing at the current moment, but of course I will survive and all that other stuff.

I need to do it as I cannot keep on letting time pass me by, even though I am an active participant in the passing of time, even though it feels more passive than active, which maybe it is and I’m just saying things that I don’t quite understand. It would probably be better for me to say that I need to be more of an active participant in the time that I have rather than letting it pass on by.

I can keep on starting out the window and hope to see some of the clouds drift on by so long as I position my head in a certain way due to the neighbour’s house obstructing the view by a significant amount. I can keep on doing that and perhaps that would be okay on some days. However, I feel a stronger desire to get things done than I do a desire to not do a thing and therefore I should be trying to do more and not less, or something.

It is rather easy to lounge about when you’re tired and I don’t want to deny that. I don’t want to take away from what other people feel they should and should not do with their time. That would be a rather unfair thing to do, I think. I do know, however, what it is that I want to do with my time, or maybe I don’t and am just saying that I do.

I do feel that at the very least I should be doing something.

Maybe I should go lie in a field for a while and watch the clouds drift on by, but with a more open view. That would be pleasant, but of course I would get that itch to do more and not less and therefore I should do more and not less if I want to satiate that itch, which maybe I do and maybe I do not.

Of course there are plenty of ways to find out and I will find one, but more procrastination will come this way and I will indulge it to the worst of my ability, which might just be the best to my ability. I don’t know as to whether which it is and I don’t know a lot of things, but I do know that at the moment I am writing this and that is doing something. This is a place to start and go forward from.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:07:68

I was kind of hoping for something a bit more based in imagery, but that didn’t happen and instead this came forward.

Maybe a little too personal for what I feel like writing, but… well, yeah.

Written at home.

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Here’s a photo of a tree that I saw recently.

It was not the first time I saw this tree, for I’ve walked past it many a time. However, as far as I am currently aware, it is the first time I noticed the suggestion of a face within its trunk.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 904: Am Here, am Writing

Here we are. It is the morning and I am here and I am writing this and in writing this I am doing something.

I was hoping for some fiction, but maybe that will come in a few hours. Right now it is the writing of this as this is what wants to come forward. Then perhaps there will be some fiction.

Maybe the fiction will be about towers, or maybe it will be about birds. Perhaps it will involve the ocean in some manner. There could be many a thing involved and all it takes is time and imagination, or something.

Well, I guess it also takes the mind to guide it all in a direction that makes sense, if indeed the goal is to make sense, which often it may or may not be, depending on how you view my attempts at making sense against my attempts that don’t make sense against my attempts at not making sense, if any of the attempts I’ve made involve intentional not making sense at all.

I think that some do.

In any event, right now is the grounding. This is the basis of the rest of the day and how the rest of the day will go. There is no congratulatory patting of the back right now as I’m yet to achieve much. I have not been awake for long and am writing this out rather slowly, and I am not looking to try and write something that speaks volumes about the state of things in a succinct manner. I’m also not looking to try and write something profound, or even vaguely profound. I’m just trying to get this out of the way so I can get other things out of the way. That is what I am trying to do at this present moment.

Now, whether I am successful in this endeavour or not is an entirely different story that I am not going to explore as then that would be going far too far within the writing to be something something and I don’t feel like doing it, so yeah. This is just surface. There is no deepness to this.

In a way that makes this writing a bit like dipping one’s toes into the shallow end of a pool. The deep end remains and it’s there, but right now I just want to ease myself into the day. I don’t want to go rushing into things as that would mean rushing into things, though maybe the rush is better than not rushing. I should think about this at some point in the future. Not right now as there is no time for thinking even though I am actively thinking these words as I am writing them.

I think I’ve gotten the idea and the point across, but maybe there is nothing to it at all and I’m just tootling my own horn, which probably isn’t that different from usual. Still, at least the foundation is now in place.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:01:90

Wrote this in the morning. Not sure why I didn’t put it up then.

Perhaps this bit of writing is too speculative.

Written at home.

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Old Cranes

The one on the left is the same as the one in a photo I shared in 2018.

I really like how the monochrome renders these cranes. There’s a certain way that they appear that I’m having trouble describing that works well with monochrome, I think.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Madness” for this week.
I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit.

A lot of what people are submitting will likely end up here.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 903: Cold and Rambling

Alright, so it is the morning and I’ve had this open for a while and not done anything, so now is the time for me to start doing something and that something is once more a vetting of the words onto a screen for all to see and / or read, because of course it was going to be that.

Perhaps I should ruminate on this. I probably won’t, but perhaps I should. Perhaps it is something wroth spending the time and energy thinking about. Maybe I will do that at the end of the day, once I’ve put out however many things I will put out before the end of the day.

Of course this is speculative. I don’t know if I’ll remember to do so by the time the end of the day comes around, but it’s a nice thought to have, I think. It’s nice to think that I might just spend a good deal of time thinking deeply about this continual act of creation that goes nowhere other than around in a very small circle.

That circle now has worn itself well into the ground and I keep on following it as though there is no other choice. Still, it is familiar and there is comfort in familiarity. That isn’t the worst thing in the world. What is worse is my possible refusal to step away and start trying to go elsewhere. Could be worse I guess. At least you sometimes know what you’re going to get with these writings.

Maybe I need to be more surprising. Maybe I need to throw more things at the wall and see what happens. That isn’t always a good thing to do, of course, but perhaps in this instance it is.

What would be much better is warming up as it’s a little cold this morning and I’m feeling it and therefore I am suddenly changing what this writing is about to complain about being cold, even though I can quite easily fix my being cold. Rather do the complain than fix the issue as that way I get to have the best of both worlds, or something. I get to complain now and then I get to warm up after.

Either that or I could just not complain and get on with this, which seems like a much more productive endeavour.

So anyway, I’m questioning my writing and that’s okay as it is good to question yourself on the odd occasion, but I’m not going to do some serious thinking about it until later on in the day (assuming I remember, of course), but it’s cold and I want to complain as I want to complain about feeling cold even though I can easily resolve the issue, so… yeah. That sums it all for the time being.

Might have to see what the rest of the day brings first. Might be a long one, though might also be short. Not sure yet. Only a series of events will tell.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:01:93

Not great is how I’d refer to this.

I think I shifted a little too much.

Written at home.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 902: The View Changes

Alright here goes:

Vast plains and empty villages and oceans rolling against cliff sides, but not over the edge; just against where the rock meets the water. It is all something to take in. Soon those villages will not be empty. They only seem empty but are in fact occupied, but only at certain times of days.

Winds blast and blow their way across valleys and plains and fields, and sometimes up and down hill, depending on how much space there is for them to move.

The sounds of animals should be heard, but the winds and oceans are so loud and roaring that it is incredibly difficult to hear anything else. It is a sense of power that meets the landscape and it is as worthy of respect as it is absolutely beautiful.

There are paths, but seldom they are immediate and obvious. For a time they seem inert, but over time they may move and change a little; not in where they go, but how they get there. The landscape continues to shift and transform. Every passing round of the sun does little to change or alter that, though only in the short term, for the sun can guide and the sun can aid in shifting and transformation, but it all depends on how responsive the land and what inhabits it respond.

The view is vast in almost all directions. Off in a distance rise mountains and their largeness blocks the way inward, but outward is vast enough if able t0o get past the violence of the waves. Forward and backward lead to a skirting of the edges; a changing of location but perhaps not really going anywhere, but sometimes that is fine. sometimes it is better to take in a changing of the scenery than it is to move away from it.

Of course if going inward, the view also changes and perhaps that is the way to go. Perhaps it is better sometimes to go up the mountains, and not just to appreciate the insignificance of the self among the vastness of the world, but sometimes it is also better to brave the moving away and outward and seeing what lies beyond and take in something different, and not just different among a changing, yet highly similar landscape, but something that can be absorbed so that when it comes time to return – if there is indeed any time to return at all –  heading inward brings with it new tools and resources and other elements that may make the eventual climb perhaps that much more able to be done with a sense of certainty and readiness, though of course maybe there was that readiness all along.

Perhaps with any shift, there will be changes in what can and cannot be heard and maybe further on the ocean is more peaceful, and as such more fauna can be heard, but of course in any event the only way to find out is to start moving in a direction.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:27:42

Not great writing, but I’m content with the result.

Written at home.

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A Poem About Looking for Meaning in a Meaningless Poem

I guess that makes it have meaning, or something.

This was quick.

It’s okay.

I hope you enjoy.

Words strung together
To show formations
In which some meaning
May be divined

Despite meaninglessness
Pervading what’s used
The search goes onward
Certain there’s something

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One Thousand Word Challenge 109: Yet Another Aiming for Under Nine Minutes

The lights are on and I am sitting here, hoping to get this all written in under nine minutes.

If I can indeed do that, then… well, something something and so on and so forth.

Today it is not so much that I am looking to get under that target time, but it is more that I have to start doing things very shortly and I’ve put this off for too long. I think that once I have this pout of the way, I will need to start getting ready for the other things and so therefore I need to work hard on this to make sure that it does indeed get done.

Well then, I guess this should commence even though it already has commenced, so therefore I am already well within it, or something.

Sometimes I really wonder as to why I continue doing these. Well, I do know as to why I do these, but of course I do question why sometimes. Right now I am not questioning as to why as right now I’m just trying to get warm and trying to get into a state where all of this will come together in some sort of glorious fusion that make sense, but somehow won’t. I don’t think it will, at the very least. Anyway, with that being said I’m going to go onto other things now as that is part of the aim of the game and my aim is true this morning, or at least I hope it is true. That is to say, I don’t know what I am going on about.

Maybe I need to sit down and work out what it is that I am indeed trying to say. I do not know if there is anything out there that is even being said by me at the present moment. I seem to be stuck on a treadmill and need to get off the treadmill so I can take a breather and work out what it is that is being said by all of this writing. Sometimes it feels a little more like a progressive purging of things that need to be purged, but of course I keep on purging the same thing, so is there anything being purged at all?

Maybe that is something that I need to worry about another time as I am running out of time and therefore I need to focus on getting this done so I can move on and get on with things and so on and so forth and you get the idea, which is good as I’m not sure as to what idea it is that I am getting; I’m just following the lines and seeing where they lead me, if they do indeed lead anywhere at all. It is quite possible that they just loop around upon themselves and continually go inward before they acquiesce to something unknown to me and then head outward and away from whatever it was that they were heading toward, thus leading me elsewhere which of course would still remain unknown to me.

Perhaps they will lead to the beach and therefore I will be able to have a look at a beach and enjoy some of the ocean and some sand and some waves which just so happen to be a part of the ocean instead of apart from the ocean, which of course would be rather unfortunate. Would rather fortunate than unfortunate, but sometimes you have to take what you can and work with it to do the best that you can given any current situation that you just might happen to find yourself in.

Maybe I won’t find myself in this situation at all and instead will just find myself led to my desk where I will sit down and write away so that I can try and achieve the target of which I have set for myself due to needing to get other things done sooner rather than later. This is of course creating an intensity that I neither like nor appreciate, but sometimes that is the way it is going.

Hang on; not so much an intensity as it is a pressure that I am not enj0oying dealing with, but of course as this is of my own creation, I have no one to blame but myself. Had I started doing things earlier, I would not be dealing with this right now and so I only have to face up to the responsibility of my lack of actions and thus admit that perhaps it is better to start earlier rather than later; something I have admitted a few times to myself and yet seldom stick to for some reason. Oh well. Sometimes that is the way things go and ri0ght now it is the way that things are going.

That said, I am nearly there. I think I can get there. I think I can take it to the end and maybe finish in an exciting way. There is little time left, but I can do it, maybe. I can do it if I try and go fast enough. I do not know if I will be able to do it at this stage, but I can do it. I just need to really focus and try and make sure that this all still makes sense somehow. I don’t know if it will, but maybe it will. Maybe I will get there and it will all be fine so long as I keep on going and know when to stop, rather than where to stop, though of course I need to also know that.

Now, with all of that being said, I really need to wrap this up and I am near the end and the end is coming and perhaps I will get there, but perhaps I won’t. I don’t know how fast I’m going, but I’m sure that the nine minute mark just passed.

Well, I nearly did it.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 09:16:85

Almost got there.

I wrote this a few hours ago.
Whilst looking over it to fix spelling, I realised that some of this is alright. I almost found myself “in the zone”. However, a lot of this is not acceptable.

Written at home.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 901: Time to get Busy

Alright, time to take the being busy back. It is Monday and it early both in the month and the season. Time to get on to whatever “it” is and be busy and all that stuff. Productivity time. And so on.

I don’t know where I’m going with this. Maybe I’m being led along by that. Who knows?

Anyway, I think that tis is the waking up to seize the day or something, but already I’m going backward and sitting in a chair and feeling the sensation of relaxing overcome me in a way that it normally does, but of course I need to fight this off so that I get some stuff done as opposed to no stuff done.

Will there be any doing of the stuff?

That is yet to be determined. What has been determined is yet to be revealed. What has been revealed has been disseminated, but is yet to be disseminated. It is an increasing inward spiral that seems to lead nowhere and not help with getting anything done other than announcements upon announcements, continually piling up until it is almost impossible to get to where it started due to there being far too much to dive on through in order to get to where it started as it keeps on piling on top of itself, but also increases its own height through increasing in places that aren’t necessarily the top of the pile, so there’s a bit of a problem there but surely it is one that can be gotten through so long as the work is put in, but of course that work might as well just be cutting the whole thing down and starting again as that might be much faster, if I am to be honest.

So anyway, I need to get busy and I need to get on with doing things so that I can announce that I am indeed doing things, but knowing where to start is always a difficult prospect.

Maybe I need not know and instead should just do as that seems to be the way to best approach this situation of my own creation and handling.

What if it is not the best way to approach? What if this approach puts me in a disadvantage, thus putting me in a disadvantageous position? I don’t know if this is going to cause some sort of nasty issue that I am unprepared to grapple with, so therefore maybe what I really need to do is rethink the way I approach this so that I can approach it in a way that makes more sense and thus creates a situation where success is more likely than it is less likely. That of course would be a great thing, or something.

With all of that being said, I don’t know where I am going with this and so I need to figure out the way to go ahead, but what I am saying is that it’s time to get busy.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:36:34

This was a bit of a struggle to write.
Not sure if that struggle was good.

Written at home.

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