Strange but True? The 300 Million Old Screw

March 16, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

As a writer I like to look to pictures, art, or cool stories (real or otherwise) to draw on for inspiration for my stories and/or poems I write. I found this below little story on the cool sight called Stumble Upon, which always has interesting pictures, facts and stories to peruse when you are just bored or looking for something to do.

Whether this story is true or not it still makes you think and I always love the What-Ifs and Mysteries in life. To me this story is more fascinating than all the ridiculous scenarios about aliens coming to build the Pyramids, or having something to do with Stonehenge, etc….

***************************************

300 million year old iron screw

In the summer of 1998, Russian scientists who were investigating an area 300 th km southwest of Moscow near the remains of a meteorite, discovered a piece of rock which enclosed an iron screw. Geologists estimate that the age of the rock is 300-320 million years.

B4INREMOTE-aHR0cDovLzIuYnAuYmxvZ3Nwb3QuY29tLy1FZnZkem5mbWRBYy9VUVI2QjVtXzY0SS9BQUFBQUFBQVBwSS9PWmZsWE1Rck1aWS9zMTYwMC9hbmNpZW50K3NjcmV3LmpwZw==

At that time there were no intelligent life forms on earth, not even dinosaurs. The screw which is clearly visible in the head and nut, has a length of about cm and a diameter of about three millimeters.

********************

My thoughts after reading this:

I researched this a little more and found that this particular discovery has never been debunked as simply a screw being dropped into a peat bog or a tar part or encrusted in a ossilized sedimentary rock like a piece concrete. Any of those scenarios would quickly explain away the reason for this “ancient” screw.

The screw was supposodedly encased in this ancient rock at the time of its actual forming 300 millions years ago. So who/what made this screw?… nature, aliens, time travelers….to me anyone of those three still intrigue me because we still don’t know the answer.

So a hmmmmm? forms in the brain. …A mystery……I love a mystery because life in all its facets from love, to certain friendships formed , to religion, to our origins, to space is really all a mystery no matter how much you think it may not be. It is… and that’s a cool thing. That’s a fun intriguing notion that life is a mystery and still has mysteries and that everything isn’t known. That’s no fun. That’s like knowing the ending of the movie before you sit down in that darkened theater with your box of popcorn…

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Waiting for the Train

March 10, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

I sit.

The thrum thrum of the tracks travel

through my core…

from the cold rolled steel on

a winter morn.

It’s coming; my train.

The vibrations are distant as

my tensions strain

against the boundaries set long

ago in a land made of

flimsy paper mache.

It’s imminently imminent

that time ticks ticks

on the whim of

a pendulum made of wooden sticks

Light it low,

and watch it burn bright.

And by all the laws

of physics time ticks

faster,

and faster as it burns

the length of its swing.

The whistle blows.

As I continue to

sit

sit.

On the track, on this

cold

morn.

For my train to come.

By Philip Warldow 2015

Inquiring Minds

My brother – Past and Present reflections

March 9, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

My Brother ~

His pain grabbed at me, reaching in to hold tight to my chest as he screamed in that moment to no one and everyone in the world. His scream filled me up with an overwhelming emptiness that I could never fully know as it found a small echo within my own soul.

His inner turmoil was plain to see, manifested in the violent visceral cast to his eyes and voice that seemed to travel somewhere else in that instance of time. I realized then that I would never find a way to calm his inner demons that had taken a hard hold of him.

by Philip Wardlow 2015

Inquiring Minds, Poetry/Quote of the Week

Quote of the Week –

March 5, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

“The reality of you was just a doctored picture of a scene that never happened….”

~ Quote by Me this time…:)

Inquiring Minds

Zombie

March 2, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets..

If Zombies could talk they would

probably sound just like you.

You’re just a walking stick of bones

with a speech impediment.

Dull and lifeless,

it seems you don’t have a clue.

You shamble around in a daze,

seemingly half crazed, while spittle

forms around you in a pool.

Your brain must be brimming with

maggots all the way to the core.

Hey, your ears are bleeding profusely,

and here I thought I was just being ignored.

Wait here, I’ve got something for you that might

clear that up…..

Steady, Steady, don’t move, click BOOM!

All Better my friend

View original post

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

A bitch called life, my best friend (or Striving) – a poem

February 26, 2015 Philip Wardlow 2 Comments

A Bitch called life, my best friend ~

Let the dust die down and coughing fit stop

Let the world know I gave a damn or let them know nothing

at all.

Let them know that I loved and I lost,

and then chose to love again.

Winning isn’t an option anymore it’s either

do or don’t live to talk about it tomorrow.

Laced up

Dead eyes on,

Hands steady with

a wicked grin.

Ring the fucking bell.

by Philip Wardlow 2015

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

I wish

February 21, 2015 Philip Wardlow 3 Comments

I wish ~

I wish many things…

I wish to have my cake and eat it to….

I wish to write write write and give people a little of my unique insight

I wish to have you in every sense of the word.

but I dream…I wish…I conjure

I mark my time….I bide it well….and wait for that fish.

to come swimming by my net….

to pull him up and put him on my boat

I just hope my hand does not slip as I try

to get a sure grip on that tiny little fishy

How sad it would be to see

my wish fall back

to the dark

dark sea

beneath.

By Philip Wardlow 2015

GiFs for your Entertaiment, Inquiring Minds

Its the little things in life….. yay Spidey!

February 20, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

Spiderman to join the “real” Marvel world with the Avengers one day soon! Yay!..

Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

A Thimble Full of the Moon – A poem

February 17, 2015 Philip Wardlow 2 Comments

A Thimble Full of the Moon ~

Sun scorched skin feels flayed,

raw and on fire,

lips cracked,

tongue swollen,

body drained…weak as a ragdoll.

I crawl through ever shifting sands

with far off lands

shimmering in the distance

that never seem to draw close.

Alone,

I endure the silence

of the ever beating

sun upon my back.

Cold solace comes in the form of

night stars which

are more a stranger than

their close abusive cousin.

Yet my companion moon

comes to dance for me.

She flies with her curved form

arcing across the sky.

Every now and then she helps me along

my way.

As I spy her reflected in a thimble sized pool

of water

in the shadows of the dusty

dunes at night.

I drink.

And that is enough

to continue onward.

Philip Wardlow 2015

Inquiring Minds

Happy Accident – A poem by Philip Wardlow

February 13, 2015 Philip Wardlow Leave a comment

Thought this was an appropriate Blog Poem to reblog for Valentines Day coming up! 🙂

Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets..

Everything and anything

could have been that day,

yet I was there sitting in that place,

in that small little space,

in that time, that moment

plucked with you in

mind.

A hello, a smile, a small question

to catch my eye.

My attention never wavered…as something,

yes something…told me

there was more to this meeting,

more…

than just

the casual.

You were my Happy Accident

if I only chose

to embrace it.

by Philip Wardlow 2013

View original post

Ain't no rest for the Wicked – Philip Wardlow – The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets..

Strange but True? The 300 Million Old Screw

Waiting for the Train

My brother – Past and Present reflections

Quote of the Week –

Zombie

A bitch called life, my best friend (or Striving) – a poem

I wish

Its the little things in life….. yay Spidey!

A Thimble Full of the Moon – A poem

Happy Accident – A poem by Philip Wardlow

Don't let the mystery of you go unknown

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Share this:

Don't let the mystery of you go unknown