Dear best friend and worst enemy,
Someone asked me about you last week. About what you do for me and what exactly our relationship to each other is. Whilst you remain indifferent, incapable of caring about which one of us randomer’s uses you; I am somewhat more attached to us and our rendezvous’… Firstly, it was just me and you back when my life was nothing more than a living breathing nightmare, straight from the fiery pits of hell, and worthy of a thousand great horror stories. Me and you. You were the only vehicle capable of taking me between 2 worlds and back to this one again. It was me and you here when all those miracles occurred in front of my eyes, no denying them, or their pure unadulterated life changing essence. You were there when I was too shy to show my other best friends who I had become.
Now I have no idea who I am anymore; so your filling the gap between self acceptance and self-expression until further notice or further bravery, whichever comes first.
Back then, You were there when I couldn’t lift my head up off the arm of the chair; when the only time I moved was to go to the loo. When I was so depressed it was an effort to breathe and a daily battle with suicidal fantasies. Yes. Fantasies. I wanted nothing more than to die back then. Read the rest of this entry
What are life’s biggest universal lessons from the age of 0 – 20 years old?
Pessimist – To learn how to become mildly tolerable to other humans, whilst maintaining the wholly narcissistic qualities we were all born with. Perfecting selfish methods to get whatever self-serving gift we want, whilst life throws crap at us. Crap after crap after more crap that is
Realist – To learn how to speak, think, act and do a variety of tasks; guided by parents, leaders and teachers who hope we will leave school as an independent and reliable ‘social skivvy’s/Capitalist servant’…
Jolly-ist – The wonder years…No responsibilities, our ‘free-est’ time, school days are the best days of your life etc. Childhood is when and where we see the world with beauty, innocence, laughter and love. And the world gives us beauty, innocence, laughter and love back (and a few lessons)
How about years 20 – 30?
Pessimist – 10 years of chasing love with all the wrong people, overcoming the addiction of dating monsters for the drama addiction. Realising the true hell of working 40 hours a week in a job you despise. Learning that there are a very limited number of positions in society that allow true happiness to flourish. Destroy approx 50% of one’s brain cells, consuming copious amounts of drugs/alcohol and fags Read the rest of this entry
They sat in English class together, paying no attention to the teachers speech, nor to ‘Of Mice and Men’. They were gassing like their lives depended on it!
“What is blue like?” she asked
“Blue is running as fast as you can into the waves, it is diving head first into the rushing sea. Blue is freezing cold lips that come from a night out in the snow, or from sucking an ice lolly hard and fast.”
“White is the colour of innocence. White is unusual, as it holds all the other colours within it, yet it is almost colorless in appearance. White is a newly fitted, pristine kitchen with a fridge, freezer, washing machine and dishwasher. White is cotton wool, and the grainy texture of the chalk they use for writing on a blackboard”
“Red? What is red like?”
“Red is a boiling hot camp fire on a winter’s night. Red is the colour of passion and of angst. Red is a racy looking lady on a saturday night up town. Red is all lips and kisses. Water is see through and blood is red. When you feel the slight thickness of blood against water, you feel red”
“What are you like?” she asked…smiling
“When I’m being categorised according to my skin colour, I am white, but not like the white I described. I am actually a peachy pinky beige if we’re gonna get a little detailed about it :)” Read the rest of this entry
Here is a video of one of my amazing pussy cats (Mr Shamone) helping himself to my cup of tea! His paw action may well be the cutest thing I’ve seen this decade!
Don’t miss the little treasure!
How bloody cute is my thirsty little fella?
As I state in the video…Them boys could get away with blue murder! 🙂
I learnt this bit of trivia at school (Oooooo but it’s so not ‘just’ trivia now). For every calendar year that passes, a tree makes a ring of age (distinguishable by its unique colour), and it follows exactly the same year that we adhere to. Each ring represents another year of its life
365 days is what we humans decided to call a year (or so we think) and this is apparently because it takes 365 days for the sun and the earth to do one lap around each other (whichever way round that works ;))
Well well well…I’m sure this scientifically advanced piece of knowledge was not available to us back in the day when a year was ‘invented’
NOw for trippy point 2…This 365 days seems to have stemmed from lunar/solar cycles and must have held some weight for a year to be what it is. A universal scientific measurement of time passed that controls much of our life in terms of measurement (decades, university years, the new tax year, new years resolutions, once a month commitments…all expressions of the year or sections of it)
If we are not all connected, how does a nature driven organism (a tree, fed by the earth, rained on for growth, rooted in the ground, dictated by seasons ) somehow become aware of its passing of time, from 1 year to the next? Read the rest of this entry
Hilary is playing sudoku in the green room
Edith has a budgie who swears like a navvy
Ron has severe amnesia, Julie is his carer, and just reminded him of their trip to the supermarket that morning
Fill in the blanks
Ron has proposed to the budgie _ times
Hilary has two 9’s in one row. How much was the book to buy _
Does Edith use Wiltshire farm foods. If yes, how often? _
(Chortle Chortle :))
You are wise and loving, gentle and tender
You took my will, and said “I will bend her”
You turned me into a blade of grass
Pushed that through concrete to prove I can last
Not for the purpose of others, no matter who
This journey has been about just me and You
My best friend, my beloved, my forever protector
Illuminating wisdom on our virtual projector
Leading me or leaving me up front, balanced to perfection
Sometimes you took the blow first, softened the rejection Read the rest of this entry
Sooooo…The people have overthrown the government and each community has been given a portion of the pot of gold (or tax)…The portion is directly related to a) Catchment area b) Last years budget and c) the number of people in the area who are able to pay tax and those who are not (babies, under 16’s, the disabled, the unemployed, the elderly)
Each community is now responsible for their own pot…If we did Norwich, we would have 18.5 million to divvy about…
It also means keeping it ‘topped up’ so it can fund schooling, education, health services and other public services such as recycling, waste control, lighting etc, plus whatever your community decides is worthwhile
20 People from each community will be nominated by their fellow community members, as representatives for all of the services. They will be nominated on the following criteria
3. Champion of equality
4. Possess Integrity (honesty and with a moral compass)
5. Mercy oriented
6. Described as a Good Person
7. Knows Ethics (stems naturally from equality)
Once these people have been nominated and selected, (by the whole community) they will form the ‘Community Leadership Group’ Read the rest of this entry