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Gloomscapes #15

Time’s running when you’re having fun! For Number Fifteen in Gloomscapes, I offer you something I knew was going to be part of the series as soon as I learnt of its existence.

I’m talking about a line from a song called Thought Contagion by the brilliant Muse, of course:

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It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

From an interview published in NME magazine, Matt Bellamy got the idea for the song by watching American news: “well, that’s were the first part of the song came from really. It’s kinda like some strange bubble where they’re all living up Trump’s bum, basically… It gets inside your mind. I think that’s where the song came from really. You start walking round worrying about things that you wouldn’t normally think about and so the song came from that. How other people’s ideas can kinda take over your own if you’re not careful”

Says it all.

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Gloomscapes #14

Hi there, I hope everybody’s had a good week. In today’s Gloomscapes entry, I continue with the Hunger Games theme.

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I only have to pass a few gates to reach the scruffy field called the Meadow. Separating the Meadow from the woods, in fact enclosing all of District 12, is a high chain-link fence topped with barbed-wire loops.

~Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games (Hunger Games #1)

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Yes, I realise the pictures are not a completely accurate representation of the text. No barbed-wire loops, most of all. But you know, it would be quite hard to find scenes from dytopian books in real life, as we don’t live in a totalitarian regime.

Yet.

Gloomscapes #13

Hello world, it’s Sunday again, which means Gloomscapes.

Lucky number thirteen it is today and so it has to be, of course, District 13 from the Hunger Games trilogy.

glimpse of a bird flying

A mockingjay. Just a glimpse of it as it flies by. The same one every time.

~Susan Collins, Catching Fire (Hunger Games #2)

Mockingjay is, in the Hunger Games universe, a fictional hybrid bird, which becomes a symbol of Resistance. It’s also the title of the third book. When I viewed this picture on my computer and saw the flying bird, I was immediately reminded of the above quote from Catching Fire. I’m glad I got a chance to post it on the blog finally!

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Gloomscapes #10

And here we are, it is the 10th entry in my Gloomscapes series! Can’t believe it’s been ten weeks already.

Did this used to be a family’s abode, or perhaps a school? Maybe a library, or a community centre. No one remembers, for there is no one left.

half torn wall

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love

~Bastille, Pompeii

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Gloomscapes #9

Without further ado, here is Number Nine in the Gloomscapes series.

Today it’s abandoned shopping trolleys–or shopping carts if you prefer.

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The clocks stopped at one seventeen. There was a long shear of bright light, then a series of low concussions. I think it’s October but I can’t be sure. I haven’t kept a calendar for years. Each day is more grey than the one before. It is cold and growing colder as the world slowly dies. No animals have survived, and all the crops are long gone. Someday all the trees in the world will fall. The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts, and gangs carrying weapons, looking for fuel and food.

~from the movie The Road

And now, all that is left is empty shopping carts.

~me

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Gloomscapes #7

It’s that time of the week to post another entry in Gloomscapes. And here in Part 7, let me tell you about one of the things I hate the most–littering.

It’s harmful to the environment, not to mention ugly. Which makes it perfect for my series.

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The red on the grass is especially striking.

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What about killing fields
Is there a time
What about all the things
That you said were yours and mine

~Michael Jackson, Earth Song

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