Black Swan Theory in A to Z

It’s April of 2024 and Day 02 of the A to Z challenge. This year I am doing the theme of ‘26 Moments’ on my blog. I plan to pull out A to Z parts from diverse set which are more than just the parts and possibly describe the world of their own.  It can be a wonder, an invention, a community, the philosophy, a thought, a lead, a culture, a design, or basically anything that would make one wonder and ponder on.  26 imperfect petite flashes that are amongst and around us.

My everyday will have a selection, description, an eight line poem followed by an interpretation.

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Day 02: Black Swan Theory

Swans were supposed to be white or that’s how the world knew it to be. Until the discovery of black swans in 1690’s in the territories of Australia, the blacks were just a figure of speech.  The black swan was not an abstract idea anymore and it was no more a thing of impossibility. Latins, romans, middle ages – you name it, there have been talks about how a black swan contradicts the laws of nature.  Out history amazes us, isn’t it?  As of today, as a metaphor, as of history, a black swan is an unpredictable event that is beyond what is normally expected of a situation. It is that event that has potential severe consequences. They today stand for extreme rare and severe impact events and now that’s a black swan theory. Well, have you known one such event (we all sure know more than one)?

Image Reference: From Wikipedia, attributed to “Fir0002/Flagstaffotos” as per Under the CC BY-NC. Author: fir0002

Poem:
An outlier, or so called.
With an impact,
Rarity and extreme.
An artistic stand-out  
In ideas and beliefs.
Always existed,
There to thrive,
And the swan is black?

I sometimes wonder how true the generalizations are. It is part of our failure or are we just a pattern-ly failure?

Ziz

It’s April of 2023 and Day 26 (Finale) of the A to Z challenge. This year, I am doing the theme legendary creatures from cultures and folklore and an eight line poem along.

Day 26: Ziz

Culture: Jewish giant bird

Description:  Ziz is a griffin like bird which is described to be large enough even to block out the sun with its wingspan. They protected the earth from the storms. Stories have that God had sent the Ziz to help Noah load the animals onto the ark. Ziz represents the sky.

Ziz

A feather
Another
Can fill the sky,
Infinity and high.
There is always
A large
Than the larger.
A happy Dance.

However big, there is always a tiny that can show the bigger or make it smaller. Together, it’s a happy dance. We live in a harmony of little big things!

Image Reference: https://mythologyplanet.com/ziz-jewish-mythology-bird/

Phoenix

It’s April of 2023 and Day 16 of the A to Z challenge. This year, I am doing the theme legendary creatures from cultures and folklore and an eight line poem along.

Day 16: Phoenix

Culture: Immortal bird from Greek mythology

Description: Phoenix cyclically regenerates and is born again. It dies and decomposes before it is born again where a new life rises from the ashes of its predecessor. The origin is found to be from ancient Egypt. It symbolizes renewal.

Phoenix

In love,
While in love,
It’s a re-birth,
Every, single, day.
While love is
Forever,
The ones in it,
Might not be.

Everything eventually hurts. The hurt goes ashes. Then there is a new everything.

Image Reference: By Anonymous – Emblemata Nicolai Reusneri (https://archive.org/details/epigrammataphili00mela/page/98/mode/2up), Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=99637238

Maid and The Mansion

This story is written for Mondays Finish the Story: March 16, 2015. The task is, a photograph and a beginning line is given and the story needs to be completed in about 150 words.

A body suddenly crashed through a plate glass window at the Brigadier’s house. Disturbed were the people around who were busy in their daily chores. For a minute they were all looking intently at each other, not realizing how to seize the situation. They called all the maids and watch keepers and the entire mansion heard a creepy silence. It was cold.

The little yellow bird which had crashed in almost looked dead. It seemed that it was chased by an eagle. One of the maids ran down the mansion and got some mud from the garden. She gently applied it on the bird’s body which had a thin scar. Drops of water through the bird’s beak were delivered slowly.

Five minutes, it flapped its wings slowly, took a huge round in the hall and flew away through the window. Everyone smiled and the maid was rewarded.

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