Pheia (Φειά) is the city near where Katakolo is now (west coast of Peloponnese in Greece). Due to a massive earthquake and tsunami, Pheia is now some meters underwater and the coastline has moved back from where it was. You can visit Pheia even today but don't forget your snorkel or diving gear as you won't see it any other way. (WIKI: Pheia (Elis))
Pheia is striking me as a symbol of extraordinary proportion. Are they victims when they build their houses on lands even shakier than the GOP agenda. Are they the innocents with olive wreaths in their hair and everyone walks around in white tunics looking blissful. We see this in the movies about Greece and that's all true, right.
The story is coming to me like the Big Honker Bike Crash as that was instantaneous. At the one moment I was driving home to see my red-headed wife on a beautiful day in May. In the next moment I was lying on the ground seriously believing there was a fire and I was in it.
The purpose of relating this insight is not to bring Pheia back to me but rather to bring it back to anyone. You can eliminate the need for a poem or a song by saying, "Shit happens."
Sure, that it does ... but we'd like to try to be a wee bit more eloquent about it.
There was a book about "When Bad Things Happen to Good People" but I didn't read it as I loathe self-help books. Geez, take a look at Facebook and it's immediately obvious no-one reads them.
Nevertheless, bad things do happen to good people. Perhaps the angle of my curiosity regarding Pheia is whether they are really victims. Does it make a whole lot of sense to stay somewhere when the ground rocks like Ted Nugent while he could still play. Maybe the better part of avoiding painful death is to take your sheep and go somewhere else. We're humans, man, we walked around the whole world. They could have done it.
So. What is Pheia really.
(Ed: this getting to the essence of things bores me like that rap song Sarah Palin did about immigration)
Well, pal. In that case I would anticipate boredom or find another channel (laughs).
(Ed: Sarah Palin did a rap song about immigration?)
Hell no. She's way too boring for that. I would have respected that, if not her politics, as it's not just the same old hogwash but this time with boobs.
Pheia is striking me as a symbol of extraordinary proportion. Are they victims when they build their houses on lands even shakier than the GOP agenda. Are they the innocents with olive wreaths in their hair and everyone walks around in white tunics looking blissful. We see this in the movies about Greece and that's all true, right.
The story is coming to me like the Big Honker Bike Crash as that was instantaneous. At the one moment I was driving home to see my red-headed wife on a beautiful day in May. In the next moment I was lying on the ground seriously believing there was a fire and I was in it.
The purpose of relating this insight is not to bring Pheia back to me but rather to bring it back to anyone. You can eliminate the need for a poem or a song by saying, "Shit happens."
Sure, that it does ... but we'd like to try to be a wee bit more eloquent about it.
There was a book about "When Bad Things Happen to Good People" but I didn't read it as I loathe self-help books. Geez, take a look at Facebook and it's immediately obvious no-one reads them.
Nevertheless, bad things do happen to good people. Perhaps the angle of my curiosity regarding Pheia is whether they are really victims. Does it make a whole lot of sense to stay somewhere when the ground rocks like Ted Nugent while he could still play. Maybe the better part of avoiding painful death is to take your sheep and go somewhere else. We're humans, man, we walked around the whole world. They could have done it.
So. What is Pheia really.
(Ed: this getting to the essence of things bores me like that rap song Sarah Palin did about immigration)
Well, pal. In that case I would anticipate boredom or find another channel (laughs).
(Ed: Sarah Palin did a rap song about immigration?)
Hell no. She's way too boring for that. I would have respected that, if not her politics, as it's not just the same old hogwash but this time with boobs.
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