An Hour At The Museum

Just thoughts in my brain

I noticed this pattern, in the past few months, I have visited 4 museums, I don't know why, but when there is a museum around, I try go visit. Even more strange is that most of them are not free. I am mostly frugal when it comes to spending money for leisure, travel for vacation, entertainment, or eat outs; I try to avoid them all. Why do I visit museums? It's just odd. Am I lost? Why am I interested in the past? What am I doing? Am I searching for myself? Am I soul searching?

Or rationally thinking... I am just lonely and drifting from places to places without a meaning.

Lots of pictures loading down below......

Potteries museum and art gallery

I wish to take great pictures but this was taken from my phone, I didn't care about posting this but when I think about it now, I thought, let it be, why not. When I go back to the pictures, I wished I gave a little more attention to the history so that I could have told you better on the history I saw at these museums.

Lots of history in a small town

These precious objects were made in different Anglo-Saxon kingdoms, but buried together in the Kingdom of Mercia between 650 and 675 AD. These items was found in 2009, all these years, it was buried waiting to be found or to be perished forever.

Funny joke: Let's take life easy, nobody is getting out of it alive....Let's enjoy our time here, and live in peace.

Olden ages, Current times and industrial and Victorian era.

When I see them, I see that people lived and they survived and they were a part of a great country.

I wish people gave much more importance to history, I too wish I read more on history, all these people and their lives and culture.

Spitfire

War history, yeah never experienced war but life is unfair and miserable when there is war in your country. As I went through few of the war memorials, I felt a pain in my chest, seeing the pictures of people who fought in the front line and back at home helping the war. Getting a glimpses of the war and its horrors.

Another interesting subjects were the paintings, the pottery and ceramics . Those are just ceramic plates yet, its beautiful but don't know why it fixes my attentions towards them. I feel like a kid. Can't explain my thoughts and feeling exactly. I don't know......

Bamburgh Castles just incredible, fortress of a kingdom and the power and responsibilities.

Bamburgh Castle

Just walking through this castle made me say, wow every other minute, never visited a castle like this before, just incredible. I wish could have spend more time here, just walking around the castle made me think a lot about life and the constant worry I get compared with a king in the castle, constantly on alert from enemy attack.

I remembered reading something about life somewhere, it goes by this, "In 150 years..."

150 years from now, none of us reading this post today will be alive. 70 percent to 100 percent of everything we are fighting over right now will be totally forgotten. Yet we fight.

If we go back memory lane to 150 years before us, that will be 1872, none of those that carried the world on their heads then are alive today. Almost all of us reading this will find it difficult to picture anybody's face of that era.

Back to the museum topic, It might be that, I too wish to be remembered? Could be that I wish to be wanted and needed, importantly remembered for some thing I did. Yet, something tells me be a tourist on planet earth, see everything, experience life its good and bad, live life like a tourist, I don't belong here, I don't own anything, I am here for a brief time and soon I will be gone.