Friday, December 04, 2009

The Domino Effect


Ras Shamra was a city of marvels. Rising from the desert it was surrounded by a series of pillars designed to break up the force of wind-driven sand and protect the people and buildings from being eroded to dust. Sixty feet high by thirty wide, they spanned the city like the fins of a turbine engine, funnelling the sand out and back to the desert. The city had survived in this fashion for a thousand years.

Until a traveller, looking for a bit of shade to eat his Tesco Chicken Salad Sandwich, leaned against one at the exact pivot point.

6 comments:

aims said...

Ahhah! Ugarit!

I came upon this and thought you might be interested.

"Grand the plans of gods and man,

But when the day is done --

Bones broadly scattered in the sun,

For ironic Moira the fray hath won.

And naught remains for Apollo's progeny,

But to sing her praise,

In comic agony."

-- From the Canaanite epic, The Legend Of Keret, c. 1500 BCE, Ugarit.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Fabulous Aims! Thank you.

stephanie said...

Oh, dear.

Oh, Harold.

But of course. :)

Leatherdykeuk said...

And thus is the city eaten by sand!

DJ Kirkby said...

And? What happened next? Love this photo.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Harold knocks them all down and the city of ugarit is lost to the sand ;(