Archive for March, 2014

Bored

Sitting here Not sure what to do I could start something Or I could do nothing At all The truth is I am bored Bored with my life I’m looking for escape Seeking excitement, or nothing At all Been half a century Actually a little more Been here, been there Actually, almost everywhere It’s all bland All pre-canned So fucking boring Listen, I’m snoring Bored with the politics Bored with nationalism Bored with the fighting And jostling for position Bored with the arguments Bored with the song Bored with almost everything It’s been too long Sitting here Still wondering what to do Shall I start something Or do nothing At all The truth is I am bored Bored with it all I’m wanting excitement Or nothing At all likeheartlaughterwowsadangry0

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UDI For Me

All my life I have worked so hard I made some money too But I spent it all on you All my life I wanted something A certain way of life But caved in to the wife U D I Sick of living this lie U D I For ME! All my life I did what others asked Lived for them, not me Is that why I’m so unhappy? All my life so totally stressed out Trying to make ends meet Heart beating a different beat U D I Sick of living this lie U D I For ME! I’m going to do what I want I’m going to go where I want I’m going to live for me I’m going to please myself I’m gonna spend money on myself

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Life’s Junk

Just over 7-years ago, I arrived in the Czech Republic with one suitcase. Later, I shipped one box to myself. It wasn’t a large box. I left a large house stuffed to the brim with stuff and do you know what, I didn’t really miss any of it. Anything I did miss turned out to have a connection to someone in my life. I did miss being able to look at certain photographs of my family, my boys, my parents, my college days. I did miss the framed picture bought for me as a gift by my Aunt in New Orleans as it reminded me of my Uncle who died too young. I missed a few items – trinkets mainly – given to me by my father and by my

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Astral Messages

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Mystery and Conspiracy

I don’t particularly like conspiracy theories or the people that like to propagate them.I have always found that the logical explanation is the most likely and I have no need for cults, lizard people, worldwide conspiracies, aliens or any of that ilk to explain things. Until now. Like many, I have been following the tragic story of the Malaysian Boeing 777. Now, I can understand how conspiracy theories occur as, let’s be honest, it hasn’t been handled very well by the authorities. Even worse, I can’t think of a single logical explanation for what seems to have occurred. In a world where we have ready answers for most things, Flight MH370 is a true mystery. It must be absolutely impossible for the relatives and those impacted directly by this event

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Three Books of Poetry….

I have three books of poetry in print. All are available on Amazon sites in paperback and Kindle formats. This is their story…. I began writing poems when I was a boy. It was an outlet. A few years ago, I found a huge pile of handwritten poems that I had written dating back to 1974 and, trust me, some were just downright embarrassing! Some, however, weren’t all that bad. I put these in a pile and typed them into MS WORD for better keeping and put them all in my poetry directory on my PC. I had about 50 poems there so I once again selected what I thought were some of the best and made them into a book. It was self-published off course but it was a

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Moments

A little reminiscing Passing of a life Not even thrilling It’s been a long ride Dancing through time Losing my pride Where did it go Where did they go All of those people All of those places Those ups and those oh so downs Times and time, sand grains falling Moments of glory and moments of hell Moments when you knew that you’d done well Listening to second hand Bolan A Child of his revolution Just like that Jean Jeanie Crossing the Atlantic Ocean Houston, I heard you calling Or am I confusing you with the Clash? All that trans Energy wasted Never did make my splash Where did it go What did I really do All of those faces All of those names The heights and the valleys The

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Overpriced, Overdone but Beautiful

So what am I talking about with a post title like that? The United Kingdom actually. I left the UK in 1992 and emigrated to Texas where I spent a good 17-years before returning to Europe and settling in the Czech Republic. Periodically, of course, I get to go back on business or a for a family visit. Over priced – The UK is expensive. How do people there manage? So far as I can tell, salaries have gone up incredibly since I left but despite the fact that people seem to earn what I would have thought of as ‘silly money’ back in 1992, prices appear to have risen even faster! Being in the West Midlands this last week, I paid over four pounds for a pint, had toast,

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A Tale of Magic and Reality

You will forgive me for writing the odd blog about my books as it is probably the only way I have of promoting them. Last August, RoundFire issued my first attempt at a novel – The Last Observer. The book has received mostly great reviews and I am slowly working on a follow up or should it be a ‘before up’ as it is a prequel called the The Lord of the Elements. The Last Observer is a tale of modern magic wrapped up in Quantum Physics and the nature of reality. I believe that we create or co-create our own reality and that a magician trains him/herself to do this extremely efficiently. The story involves a bookworm called Stanley who has very strong and well-honed imaginative faculties. His life

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The Haircut

I have always detested having my hair cut. It seems such a bloody waste of time and besides, I really don’t like looking at myself in a mirror for 30 to 40 minutes. For this reason, I always tend to leave it a bit longer than I should. However, this morning I had my haircut. I go to an old fashioned barber’s shop in Prague where they really do a good job, use old fashioned blades and you get a good head massage as well. Of course, I had to look at myself sitting facing that mirror. Perhaps it was the background music – a mix of seventies and eighties classics like Meatloaf and Patti Smith. Perhaps it was just my mood and state of mind right now. Who knows?

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