Brugge, Belgium (Photo: Libby Penner on Unsplash)


Some call this city “Venice of the North,” but they don’t know the other direction this town goes, and it is not one of the winds.

I know, because I’ve seen it.

Seen what lies beneath the streets, glazed over by blind eyes of tourists snapping photos, dismissed by those who should know better yet still refuse to view.

For the ones beneath need acknowledgement to manifest. Not trust, recognition.

I know, because I don’t trust them. Not one bit. And yet they are there, plain as anything: The Upenders.

They’ve been here before people, and they expect you pay respects. Their mirage is reflected in the still waters of the canals, and when you let yourself go below the floor, beyond the basement, they’ll reveal themselves. If you won’t visit, beware. For when you least expect, they’ll rise to flip yours over, resentful of a willful ignorance of Upending.



For What Pegman Saw: Belgium


21 thoughts on “Upending

  1. Sorry to differ. I know Bruges inside and out and its history. This is nonsens. Our city has a great spiritual history and there is a very positive power in the whole area, around our waters. Visit again, and look for this to see the real power of this city πŸ˜‰

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    • No offense meant … πŸ˜‰ I have a good friend who was born in Bruges. As for the positive power … well, power is power and can be taken in any direction … so who knows … πŸ˜‰ But, yeah, I am looking forward to visiting! Thanks for this fun comment!


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