To deem something incomparable. Doesn’t that imply that you tried comparing it but failed. So clearly an attempt was made to compare it. That’s downright incomprehensible. Comprehending the process of a comparison of a thing that’s incomparable just gives me the existential shivers.
Obfuscation soaked bone deep in free speech lucre. Bread and Circuses
Very happy Wednesday and the Ragtag Daily Prompt is incomparable. The sky here can be incomparable. What is incomparable to you? Your sky, trees, the gardens, a comfortable chair? In romance novels, especially ones loosely based on history, a woman may be nicknamed “The Incomparable” for her beauty. Tell us what you find incomparable! Link […]
I conjure up my greatest work of fiction self story of my past
The thing I know for sure is how a film and track can be edited to tell a story in almost any way you wish. Fact and fiction spliced in any whimsically oppressive order to display a completely different timeline from the source. Ever shifting points of view filtered through hard won biases. Good thing memories are not like videotape playback. In fact memory is infinitely fungible. Just ask any eye witness three hours after any event.
Rewrite my fiction Delete browser history Refreshing new page
The word for today is Fiction! No, wait a minute, the word is real, but it’s fiction. OH man, no way to be clear. What’s your take on fiction? Is there any truth to it? Do you write it? Read it? Tell it? Photos, Artwork, Poetry, Short Story… Then link to this page. Please tag […]
Wrapped in the muck of existence Gives form to humanities persistence To consume, eliminate, reproduce Stacking things up in order to deduce What’s needed on top of the heap Showing stuff we’ll want to keep Knowing these too will be swallowed up In the infinite stream of entropy muck
The prompt for today is MUCK. Create a post using this prompt. Photos, Artwork, Poetry, Short Story…the options are limitless and then link to this page. Please tag your post “RDP” and “Ragtag Daily Prompt”. Finally, don’t forget to read all the other wonderful posts. Need help with the pingback? You can find the instructions […]
After a decade and a half of performing out in the wilderness, I finally dragged myself off the rocky mesa stage. I had distanced myself from the urban delights of big city life to perform at suburbia’s theatre in the round. All in service of another’s dreams; only to find those dreams were not their dreams either. That was quite the emotional cul-de-sac indeed. Acting within the proscenium provided by the urban streets brought focus to the dysfunctional script being followed, so together we took our final bow. Flipping the script. Freeing us up to chase down another booking.
Hello everyone! The prompt for today, 17th August 2024, is “cul-de-sac”. Write a post including the prompt and share with us via pingback or leave the link in comments section. Happy Saturday! Punam
Much of the past I think I remember has been told and retold and written and filmed and televised and reworked to put forth an agenda. Mistranslations, both malicious and innocent errors, misrepresentations due to the transience of human perception, and the ability to represent it using common though imperfect languages , leading to more mistranslations and misunderstandings;usually put forth by people that are certain they know better than anyone else. The past I do remember while I was paying attention was also delivered by institutions with an agenda, but I have personally witnessed a thing or two leaving me to make up my mind with the understanding that I know what I know until I know something different.
Do I remember the future?
Well that hasn’t happened yet. Or has it? What I do remember is futuristic prognostications of things to come. What might be, what could be, and what should be. Some have actually come to pass, or at least reasonable facsimiles of them. I am fortunate to have lived long enough to witness things that seemed quite futuristic and wondrous in their time quickly passed into obscure obsolescence only to become humorous internet memes. But still most of those futuristic things were indeed stepping stones to the marvels of our present day. Yet many of those futuristic ambitions have been left on the ever growing trash heap of history.
As for now, I think Charles Dickens wrote it best
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
I wonder how that translates into other languages. Perhaps, everything is okay until it isn’t.
In the meantime, remember
Green-stone, Go. Red-stone Stop. Yellow-stone. Slow. Every body must get stoned
The word for today is Futuristic! Flying cars? Androids that look and (good god no) act like humans? Travel to distant worlds? Or here on Earth, maybe, peace and ecosystems in balance? Photos, Artwork, Poetry, Short Story… Then link to this page. Please tag your post “RDP” and “Ragtag Daily Prompt”. Finally, don’t forget to […]
Volcanic activity has cracked the crust many times. From the heat of the moment all the way to the heat of infinity. Things warm. Things cool. Giving the energy to other things less energetic. Some things crack. Some things varnish. Some things vanish. All while wearing the cosmic crust of perception. Vulcanizing existence. It’s all in how you crack your fingers. What goes on in the under crust, only Vulcan knows for sure.
Desert varmints will skitter over sunburned rocks. Vanish in varnish
The prompt for today is Cracked How many ways you can find to interpret the prompt? Will our photographers find something that shattered our minds? Our writers won’t crack up thinking too hard I hope.. Your fabulous post can be anything – poetry, prose, a drawing, a photograph, wherever the word Cracked sends you. You […]
Pile up a cairn. Knock over a cairn. Build a cairn... Human history.
Our prompt for today is “blank”. What does the word mean to you? Compose a post, and share your interpretation of the day’s prompt in words or pictures. You know the rules. Use “ragtag daily prompt” , “RDP” , and “blank” as tags. Add “photo” if you’re sharing a picture, as specific tags make your […]
Rays beating down on life here for billions of years. Now that's a sunburn.
The word for today is Goal! Is this a thing for soccer? Or is this a thing for life? What’s your take on goals? Photos, Artwork, Poetry, Short Story… Then link to this page. Please tag your post “RDP” and “Ragtag Daily Prompt”. Finally, don’t forget to read all the other wonderful posts. Need help […]
Kindling of A.I. origin Falsehoods flame the main Fan with boughs of balderdash Smoke blinds a cache of cash Murky waters mottle and schmooze Senseless seekers still abuse No amount of abluent cleanse Will wash the historical lens Cause where there is confusion Money will be made in profusion
trickle to drizzle downpour to monsoon gushed down twixt lush fertile swale
Happy Monday!! The prompt for today is FAN. Create a post using this prompt. Photos, Artwork, Poetry, Short Story…the options are limitless and then link to this page. Please tag your post “RDP” and “Ragtag Daily Prompt”. Finally, don’t forget to read all the other wonderful posts. Need help with the pingback? You can find […]
A Scroll Threw Life 