Sunday, 25 September 2016

The centre of

life and time 

in town, cities, villages, hamlets, communities and more 

Village pumps of old, monuments to the war dead, churches in dominations different, town halls, civic centres, clock towers, emergency response units only the start too...

.. an experience in  abundance once more from town to town on rail or road and yet to sail or fly again...

The hub of life of landowners these days in superstores, the supposed master visions in towns and new builds of back handers, despite the supposed transparency of due process... 

What is done is not always as said 

And a lot more since history lessons way back, centering not only on the designers, architecture, the engineers but slavery, child labour, women and  more recently again how railway systems we use were built in poor working conditions in archaic times that still filters through life to this day ... 

When we visit museums to see artifiacts or read or learn of history past, of those currently in segments of society looking at immigration as an influx of much on the burden of services, should remember how steeped we are in and around the world ourselves through time in produce, fleecing earths natural resources and interacting in other lands...

We are all part of this planet we share.

The ownership, boundaries, borders from the vast lands to our own little pockets we rent or buy if we don't roam on the streets or nomadically in metal, wood, bricks, concrete and mortar 

the quirky eco systems and mud huts made in hills or caves of the minority who do so in this country that would give the current trend of bad small squeeze new builds for much greed, a run for the quality lost ... in light particularly conducive to a healthy glow...

The light lost in this country greatly gone downhill, since I was last out in the world .. I read and watched a lot about designs of good architecture in a healthy home to colours to boost a qualitive life 

I myself  was sucked in a brooding dark dank life of another's complex phobias 

The bitter irony of much in my personal life ... 

All food for thought  ... 

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