Han Tummers

· 15 Jun 2021

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Tamarisk, what else

On the way to Palestine, countless ships on the way to victory and destruction have passed you in growth and bloom..

Not interested in your existence, growth and sumpent flowering. You probably hadn't been planted yet and propelled to the current volume.. The soil beneath your existence is hard, dry, bare and without vitamins to grow up. Yet you have accomplished the problematic journey to your own maturity to complete satisfaction..

In your youngest adolescent years, these sailing ships have passed this place and are sometimes biologically docked to store supplies and fresh water.. Sailors, commissioned by crusaders, have climbed your peaks in search of a bastion or a safe place on their sailing journey across the possibly ferocious seas..

That is, Jerusalem beckons in the Middle Ages and Christianity will be proclaimed on fire and sword and mercilessly imprinted under the yoke of the pious clergy of the desirable paternalist Vatican.. The adorable nursery of Catholicism... jeez.

Rhodes may be called virgin at this time.. The Spartans are no longer raised Spartan and lost their fame.. Greece has gone down as a sand exchange. The city-states of yesteryear have evaporated.

Europe under the yoke of the Clergy and Doctrine have power at the expense of the bastard people.

Where you, green lush leaves on a robust tribe have grown from the deepest inner of your fauna-worldly soul, just there the human soul felt to build a stronghold on it.. At least the Knights on their way to Jerusalem have more or less forced the local community to establish a castle..

why? To ensure a safe return as a future support point. So said so done.. The castle is still there and is in a crumbling state towering as a draw for dolce far niente, to admire. As in so many places in Rhodes.

October 2019 I'm standing there with my wife and daughter. The stones are certainly as persistent as hundreds of years ago.. Greek mythology is to be titled a toned fairy tale. The economy has evaporated to the drain of the euro.. The Greek wisers are measured in Mathematical concepts and immeasurably praised and calculated..

This castle has suffered seasonality but has never been taken or conquered.. It might be too high in the mountains?

The human structure is too good to be able to describe in terms of atmosphere and capacity..

But you, green leaf box on robust trunk, you are more beautiful and consistent than stacked hard dead stones. You appreciate the sun, wind, mild temperatures, Spartan drought and the consecutive harsh year seasons. Time and time again.

Now you're just green, waving in the wind. But in spring, your blossom grows pink and cradles and shelters birds.. You are and stay warm and eccentric. Probably a good thing...
Just as special as you can and want to see it..

Tamarisk, I caught your temporality in a photo snapshot. I hope I have correctly described your efforts,

Maybe win each other again Tamarisk.. Rhodes is so moooooooi with imperishable centuries-old nature just like then, hundreds of years ago when faith was rude and brutal to be called on the road to submissiveness at the expense of life,

Nowadays I believe in.... but not in...