the entire world
flows through me
and I drown in
car honks and
Movies are played
and it feels as
if I am in everyone
at the same time
living thousand lives
by the sensations
Old Firefighters Never Die: They Just Smell Smoky by ozma914, journal
Old Firefighters Never Die: They Just Smell Smoky
Thirty-nine years ago today (July 14th, since I'm posting this early--or if you're reading it later), I walked into a former auto dealership, past a twenty-eight year old fire engine and a bread truck that had been converted into a rescue unit, and asked to become a volunteer firefighter.
To this day, I don't know where I found the courage. I was painfully shy and not exactly an action hero, but there were two things I wanted to do with my life: write and fight fires. Not at the same time, you understand.
Having those as my full-time jobs never worked out.
Still, I summoned the courage to walk into that meeting room, my first experience
Autobiographical snippets VIII by coshipi, literature
Autobiographical snippets VIII
I was riding home from the station on my folding bicycle - a Raleigh Shopper. Just as I was coming around the corner by the Angel Pub (no longer a pub), a car overtook me much too close. I was leaning over quite a bit, taking the corner quite fast, and he caught my right heel. I was put badly off balance, and tried to steer to correct. I'm quite good at recovering in this kind of situation, but was obviously going to hit the kerb in the attempt, so I stepped through the bike and ended up running across the pavement half carrying the bike. Shaken, but unhurt, and nothing obviously wrong with my bike, either.
Unsurprisingly, I caught up with h
When Sea Level Rises
Or possibly falls.
You push a boulder up a small rise
Out of a little dip
It may roll away
Far down the other side of the hill
Into a valley you couldn’t see.
The climate could be like that.
Quite likely it’s up hill all the way.
There are nuclear power stations
All around the coast.
If sea level rises
They’ll get swamped.
A half metre rise doesn’t sound much
Has made wide flat areas
That absorb storm energy
Half a metre of extra depth
Will mean they absorb
Very much less
And every storm will batter
Anything on the coast.
I remember someone reproaching me for not saying anything to a friend about his awful driving; my rejoinder was that I thought it would cause aggravation without having any beneficial effect at all. I think I was right; I hope it wasn’t just rationalization of my disinclination to argue with my friend. I also hope that this article isn’t just going to cause aggravation: I hope it will actually make someone think; at least one person somewhere.
Once, when I was a young and inexperienced driver, I skidded. I was lucky: I didn’t hit anything, and nobody hit me. But my reaction wasn’t, ‘Phew! That was lucky! But it
The house has a million rats (and mice). Majali was chasing a rat with a stick (I’d never seen a rat with a stick before) and it ran right by me, so I stamped on it. Stamping on a rat is a bit like stamping on a small pile of banana skins. I lost my balance, and fell over backwards – luckily onto a bundle of clothes, so I wasn’t hurt. I got up. The rat was still alive, but badly injured. It was trying to run, but it was very slow (by ratty standards), so I caught up with it and stamped on it again – a bit less impulsively and more carefully: I didn’t fall over again. A bit of squelching about killed the rat, but