The Ballista

Tools of War

The ballista was an ancient equivalent of a mounted machine gun: it was stationary, accurate, fast, and deadly. very VERY deadly. It was created in ancient Rome but first became common under the rule of Alexander of Macedon and again later by Julius Caesar. The ballista was basically a large mounted crossbow (crossbows hadn’t been invented).

boltsongrass A set of the smaller dart-like bolts

Before the ballista, the bow was the main long ranged weapon which is why the ballista is very similar to one. The ballista has many advantages over the bow such as its range. Unlike the bow which was all one piece, the ballista has two separate arms powered by twisted rope torsion coils. These coils gave the ballista much more power and therefore range than a bow. This increase in power also enabled much larger projectiles. It fired bolts (spear-like arrows), either shorter dart like bolts for accuracy or larger spear…

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Exciting Day

Today was a very exciting day. Not because I got a big job promotion, or got married, or had a baby or any other major life changing milestones but it was exciting. I accomplished something I never thought I could. Most of us have something we really want to do in life but are afraid to take that leap. Afraid to fail, afraid to succeed. Well I leaped and I am so glad I did. I decided I wanted to learn a new set of job skills. I was not required to learn them for my current job but I knew if I did a whole new world would open. I have MS and focus is a major struggle for me. Oftentimes I start projects a don’t finish. I give up because it takes me longer than most and I loose interest and I struggle with retention. Well last night it happened. My world opened up in two ways. My new skill set earned me acknowledgment from my boss and also a contract with someone else. I decided I would teach my self this new skill at my own pace in my own time. I truly didn’t expect to accomplish it because of past experience, (aopinionatedman had a little to do with that). For some reason I stuck with it and the feeling I have just for seeing that goal to fruition is amazing. A whole new world has open up and I am ready to conquer it.

Take that leap!

I have to thank my husband for suffering through this process with me. He is my motivation, my rock!