Area = pi × r2…so what?

Maths & I were never best friends.

And unapologetically so.

It was more from certain angles.

Though varied in degrees.

Sometimes it was acute, though not always right.

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Later I did develop an interest in numbers.

Specifically in the realm of bank balance.

There also, only addition & multiplication.

Subtraction was a darned curse word.

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This might perhaps be the only time I have ever shown interest in the subject.

Such is destiny.

What you don’t like is sometimes served in a more palatable format.

Like travel & photography for  instance.

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Here one has only photographic angles to care about.

And the triangle & columns pose.

The Le Madeleine Church, Paris.

Rather geometric.

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get-mo-here.

O frabjous day!

It’s always enjoyable reading Jabberwocky.

Lewis Carroll’s utterly nonsensical poem written in 1872.

In the realm of nonsense poems, this is considered one of the greatest 🙂

Who said everything had to make sense in any case?

So as you go galumphing through the gyre & gimble of life,

Or have those uffish thoughts,

Clutch your vorpal sword & mark those frumious plots.

It will strengthen you.

I hope.

Have a frabjous Sunday.

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Jabberwocky

by

Lewis Carroll

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
 Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
 All mimsy were the borogoves,
 And the mome raths outgrabe.

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“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
 Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
 The frumious Bandersnatch!”

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He took his vorpal sword in hand:
 Long time the manxome foe he sought —
 So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

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And, as in uffish thought he stood,
 The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
 Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
 And burbled as it came!

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One, two! One, two! And through and through
 The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
 He went galumphing back.

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“And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
 O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!’
He chortled in his joy.

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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
 Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
 All mimsy were the borogoves,
 And the mome raths outgrabe.

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His Word

The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree,
He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
Those who are planted in the house of the Lord
Shall flourish in the courts of our God.
They shall still bear fruit in old age;
They shall be fresh and flourishing,
To declare that the Lord is upright;
He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.

~ Psalm 92:12-15 ~

Along the bank of the river, on this side and that,
Will grow all kinds of trees used for food;
Their leaves will not wither,
And their fruit will not fail.
They will bear fruit every month,
Because their water flows from the sanctuary.

~  Ezekiel 47:12  ~

Sibling Revelry

Tiger with his sister Pepper.

A dramatic tale in sepia.

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It is confirmed.

All forms of human entertainment – drama, theatre, cinema can trace their origin to cats.

Cats have played a phenomenal role in helping develop the acting skills of human beings.

You can see where actors & actresses got their perfect expressions from.

The art of emoting.

Be it that special look in the eyes or that just-so-right tilt of the head.

Those swooning scenes where the actor passes out & people rush to get the smelling salts, were learnt from these.

Pepper demonstrating a swoon.

How to show affection & yet maintain a cool distance by looking the other way.

Ever wondered why Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical was called Cats?

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From Gus: The Theatre Cat by TS Eliot –

“I have played,” so he says, “every possible part,
And I used to know seventy speeches by heart.
I’d extemporize back-chat, I knew how to gag,
And I knew how to let the cat out of the bag.
I knew how to act with my back and my tail;
With an hour of rehearsal, I never could fail.
I’d a voice that would soften the hardest of hearts,
Whether I took the lead, or in character parts…”

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Companionable

His Promises

But to you who fear My name
The Sun of Righteousness shall arise
With healing in His wings;
And you shall go out
And grow fat like stall-fed calves.

~  Malachi 4:2  ~

The Lord will guide you continually,
And satisfy your soul in drought,
And strengthen your bones;
You shall be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.

~  Isaiah 58:11  ~