November 1, 2014

"Wanderer above the Sea of Fog" -- Then and Now


In the foreground, a young man stands upon a rocky precipice with his back to the viewer.

He is wrapped in a dark green overcoat, and grips a walking stick in his right hand.[1] His hair caught in a wind, the wanderer gazes out on a landscape covered in a thick sea of fog. In the middle ground, several other ridges, perhaps not unlike the ones the wanderer himself stands upon, jut out from the mass.[2] Through the wreaths of fog, forests of trees can be perceived atop these escarpments. In the far distance, faded mountains rise in the left, gently leveling off into lowland plains in the east. Beyond here, the pervading fog stretches out indefinitely, eventually commingling with the horizon and becoming indistinguishable from the cloud-filled sky. - - La Wik


Posted by gerardvanderleun at November 1, 2014 8:47 AM
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1) Contemplating the urge to tame and conquer nature,
or; what can be done?

2) Contemplating the claustrophobic race, or; what have we done?

Posted by: Steve S. at November 1, 2014 12:00 PM

My thoughts on The Band are varied.

About survival, consider the evil those most prone (what are the percentages?) toward it and extrapolate then un-extrapolate it again and start the process of thinking: to wit:

What did Buckley write about it?

You know, if you're in the know, and hencely can blog lightly like Holly did.

I ask what did Buckley think and write, you answer with the great Don Colocho. (spelled proper; Google has a thing against finding the proper spelling quickly as opposed to all the other business the procure)

Posted by: notquiteunBuckley at November 1, 2014 12:43 PM

I will admit frustration unbounded had led me to the point, where God drove my car.

But idiots might see things in that untrue with a stringent obviousness waiting for JUSTICE.

Posted by: notquiteunBuckley at November 1, 2014 1:02 PM

And then the guy in the 2d picture built himself a spectacular house on that spot so he could enjoy the view!

Posted by: Fausta at November 2, 2014 6:07 AM

That's London below. Surely he's about to either wretch, gag or both. What a filthy, disgusting Sharkpool it's become.

Posted by: Doug at November 2, 2014 6:35 AM