Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Ozymandias by Shelley.
Slept very well today and was only woken by a sudden jolting spasm that seemed to drag me up and down in the bed.
Richie heard me and responded by fetching me a bag of the THC vapour from the Volcano vaporizer.
As soon as I had inhaled the vapour I fell asleep again only to be woken by Richie removing the bag from my hand.
He asked me if I wanted another and I said yes and got one quite soon after and as I inhaled that one I fell asleep again.
Knew that I had when I woke up again with Spike sitting by my bed making a little whimpering noise as he had not got my attention.
Poor boy, he turned and walked out just as I was waking up and immediately rushed back next to the bed and put his paws up against the bed to look at me.
He is such a sweet little dog, probably had been sat next to me for some time and popping up every now and then to check out whether I was finally awake enough to throw his toy for him.
As soon as I woke he got me his Kong so I could throw it up the room, of course this is even better if Marleen grabs it as then the game goes on even longer.
Richie came in with his coffee and switched on the radio, there was a program with Clive Stafford-Smith.
He was talking about his work and his charity Reprieve, and reading from books he liked such as Shelley’s sonnet.
''The central theme of "Ozymandias" is the inevitable decline of all men, and of the empires they build, however mighty in their own time''
Percy Bysshe Shelley
‘I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: `Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptorwell those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.'
An incredible sonnet about the hubris, the arrogance of Kings to think that they matter more than anything else.
Ozymandias is long gone and forgotten and nothing remains of his erstwhile Empire but sand as far as the eye can see.
Ozymandias was another name for Ramesses the Great Pharaoh of Egypt.
An interesting radio program which I enjoyed very much.
Then just when I was writing this Marianne arrived and we had a pleasant two hours chatting about her cats mainly, as one is at the Vet’s having plaque removed from its teeth.
Seems the Cat Boat, the floating Cat Sanctuary did not look after the cat so well as it seems he has had this infection for sometime, no wonder he was not eating so much food and even totally stopped eating for 3 days recently.
Poor Lewis as the plaque was untreated it became infected and hurt him quite a lot.
Hope that the Vet’s bill is not too high as Marianne can not afford it; this is really something tat should have been checked out by the Cat Boat when they took the cats in to their boat in February.
Marianne has done the right thing for the cats and Lewis will soon be able to eat pain free again.
On that optimistic note I would like to wish everyone a good Tuesday.