A few morning ago, the pre-sunrise sky looked like a cover for a sci-fi novel -- other worldly and vaguely apocalyptic.
Angry red clouds seemed to promise a coming doom.
To the north, though, gentle pastels set a different mood.
Then I saw the crossed con trails and thought at once (as one does) of the legend of the pagan Emperor Constantine whose vision of a cross in the sky, accompanied by the words In hoc signo vinces (By this sign shall you conquer), led him to convert to Chritianity -- taking with him, eventually, the Roman Empire.
And then I thought of a time warp whereby two airliners fall through a wormhole back to 312 A.D. . . .
Hmmm. . .
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We cannot see that much of the sky at once because of the trees. I do miss that sometimes so I appreciate your photographs even more.
You are clearly afflicted with that dread disease of . . . . writer's brain!
I do remember reading a book, not a particularly memorable one, in which a modern woman got transported to the Roman empire and pretty much immediately rejected drinking wine for breakfast and insisted on water and, of course, got dreadfully sick. What would the Romans do with two airplanes full of modern day people?
I don't remember reading about that cross and Constantine, but it would have probably been enough if he was teetering on the edge. And so, the Dark Ages ensued.
Those who are looking, probably see signs all the time. I watched Nova last night about quantum singularities, most of which was inspiring and a bit over my head. Proceeded to start thinking outside the box again. Why not? I like your planes going back to Constantine...just think how he could have changed things again, and would we even exist if that had happened? I am glad he converted because of all the art and architecture that early Christianity created!
The creative juices are flowing, that's always a great thing for a writer!
Oh my Worm holes and quantum mechanics, time warps and pagan people, Christian conversions and I don't know what all. Alice in Wonderland has got to be somewhere in all this.
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