So said Ptolemy the First,
if you can believe
all you read,
when the great Alexander
met a woolly member
of a clan of Celts
camped on the bank of the Danube,
he asked him what the
Celts feared most.
Anticipating the answer to be
Alexander the Great,
the conqueror
was discernibly dismayed at
the Celtic response: “We
fear nothing
so much as the likelihood the
heavens might fall
on our heads.”
and mythos too.
ive missed your creativity and your gentle s.way.
such a pleasure.
i need to catch up.
> <
And guess what? Check the calendar. The Celts are still expecting that darn sky to fall...
Regis
EDWIN
Carole~
Eileen
This brings a chuckle at first and then a deeper response; as one of those (non-woolly) Celts I think I see where you're going with this; when an Irishman drives through a red light it's not so much anxiety and recklessness as a manifestation of the Celtic deathwish...and improbability has always been taken seriously in my old part of the world.
John
Can't trust those astronomers.
Certainly, though, an honest fear (from those fearsome Celtic warriors), especially nowadays with all the space junk encroaching on the atmosphere regularly. I'm sure though, for them, it was a fear of displeasing their god.
Blessings ...
Georg
well well well...your poem gives me visuals yep indeed....
Peace & Inspirations
Vickie
Love,
Chanti Lace xoxo
WellSir, this is a take on history I haven't heard before. Those that forget are condemned to repeat it, I've oft heard told - well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
*ducking* LOL
Cheers,
Dan