Tuesday, 25 December 2012
Wednesday, 19 December 2012
Friday, 14 December 2012
Thursday, 13 December 2012
Sits in nothing spinning breathing beating and we walk upon it. Most our days are heads filled with the same thoughts the same wants. Grabbing for the self feeding the ego of I as we try to impress and end up depressed and not understanding why? We swallowed the lie. So we must die. . . . . .or live ..
Wednesday, 5 December 2012
Minor delays on the tube ... Ice on the tracks? It is +2 TFL are nothing more then a lie machine ... At least they have switched the heating on. And the cold seems to keep people away from work. I love the packed tube when people fight to get on, to get to work to do a job they hate. We are living in a strange time.
Monday, 3 December 2012
Blue ray of the last batman film in tesco for £12.50 ? That is amazing ... Unlike the film which I found to be a little cheesy and somewhat stupid ... Lost the zest and charm of the two before ... The man with a voice so bad you did not know what the fu-k he was saying...
Sunday, 2 December 2012
I have seen a million skulls
Stacked like a stairway to heaven
I have inhale the stench of the charred flesh of my brothers
I have walked with naked feet amongst the dead
I have seen your heart in the centre of my head
I stand alone at the entrance of a cave
My heart softly thuds
Fear has left my space
Darkness soon I shall embrace
Fearless like a spear
I thrust forward into the abyss
To pierce the blackness
My foot upon a skull I find
And my soul
Is taken by that clown
So in the morning
You may walk
Never seeing or knowing anything of me.
Saturday, 1 December 2012
Time since I have written my mind has been away. It has been flying through space, searching, learning, finding the lost past ... opening up to the new ... my fingers dance on the keyboard of life ... spice is good, beer to, but you have nothing in this life, if your not YOU! ... with your own thoughts and feelings, wants , plans and reason, a passion burning within that if you do not take of ... you will turn into a human nuke and explode taking out all life ....
Thursday, 13 September 2012
13 th day of the month all is well. The sky is blue and endless a cold wind chills the skin but not the bones the sun rays warm the heart. A sparrow dives and rises. A horn blasts, push bikes race along ken hight street, a red bus a broken dream a new day is all it seems yours to take and make of it what you wish ... Dream big.
Monday, 10 September 2012
Was my our 20 th wedding date ... We took to the road and found ourself's 300 miles north overlooking lake windermere. We got up with the sun took coffee on a jetty watching the boats ducks and swans enjoying the morning sun. We took the car over the kirkstone pass stopping at the kirkstone inn. And heading up the hill to the trig point. The clouds came down we could see barley three feet in front we were the only people climbing! And that made it all the more a grand adventure ... The wind lifted the clouds fell and we moved forward and upwards and in the movement we became one with the all as everything merged into oneness and became so small it was us. At the top a few sheep glanced our way we turned and headed down at the car park the sun had broken through! We drove into Bowness we had tappers and wine. The sun blazed down and life was a true joy to be living!
Friday, 7 September 2012
Thursday, 6 September 2012
The day swam away with me. The plans fell as I went with the wind and my guts in all I did. Freeing myself from the chains of this modern world. Knowing in the second I live, outside of it is past or death. A simple key to a better day is being thankful for your lot no matter what it is.
Monday, 3 September 2012
Has been some time since I have written ... not my fault yet only my fault ... I was walking along minding my own self enjoying earth the greens and the blues ... (red was the first colour to be named.) My stride had a bounce to it I was happy excited bees buzzed passed the world was as it should be for all all the time a joy to be walking on and living ... then like hailstone on a summers day ... change ... it only takes a second ... everything that was becomes something else the greens blue the reds yellow your truths lies BANG I died ...