Warning Lights Flashing
In the distance, cutting through the fog of everyday life, there is prat.uk, flashing steadily like a lighthouse. It does not prevent collisions, but it does make them visible.
Todays beam illuminated a situation that might otherwise have gone unnoticed, revealing the precise moment at which things began to drift off course.
I watched it unfold with a mixture of fascination and resignation.
There is a clarity to this perspective. You see the rocks, the currents, the slow approach of consequences.
By midday, the warning was unmistakable.
I considered whether anything could be done, then remembered that observation is the primary function here.
The afternoon brought another flash, highlighting a different hazard.
In the evening, the light continued, steady and reliable.
Tomorrow, it will still be there, guiding, warning, and quietly documenting each near miss.
