Waiting For Something To Happen
Do you ever get a feeling of anticipation – as if something good is going to happen in your life? I do. Right now, I have this feeling that something new and exciting will happen – manifest – in my life. Maybe it is just wishful thinking but usually, when I get this feeling…… thumbs up! Let’s see? I will let you know.
Read More »The Face of Silence
The face of silence has pursed lips Reacted to sordid video clips Inside is still, be still Outside is all about steely will The face of silence is deeply wrinkled An ageless piano gently tinkled Stillness rippled still Empty silence to fill The face of silence is a bore One unsightly redeye sore Be still, be still Staring from my windowsill The face of silence is no more Thunderously loud to the core Be still, take your fill Deafeningly loud but be still In the silence In the emptiness Thunderous applause In the stillness In the void Explosive sounds Ironic But still Truth
Read More »Shock and Awe
I haven’t posted in a while. Quite honestly, I am simply shocked. The lack of leadership. It’s amazing.
Read More »Flowing Downhill?
Yesterday, I watered some flowers in a wooden bucket out back. I watched as the water came out of the bottom of the bucket and began to accumulate and then migrate a path across the concrete flowing downhill. It made me wonder if life isn’t like that. We think that we make decisions about everything from what we will have for breakfast to who to marry. Each decision dictates a pathway and we become the product of our decisions over time. I am now who I am because I made a decision to go to Aston instead of Sheffield University, for example. But do we make hard decisions or do we in reality chose the easiest pathway – going downhill if you like? Do we wait to make decisions until
Read More »Hell Burns Brightly
There comes a point When you just give up Nothing I can really do There comes a point When it’s understood This world is just fucked up How people think is beyond me Circling an endless cycle Of hate, war and pain No collective memory Imbecile telemetry Pushed and jostled around Losing ground The puppeteer grins A maniacal smile And all the while They sleep oblivious The ripples shimmer The mind gets dimmer Packed with irrelevant filth No one thinks anymore Thought patterns Deeply ingrained Like a wound inflamed I can’t believe That you can’t see How easily How sleazily You are manipulated Catipulated Into chaos The pit Hell burns brightly In heaven Today
Read More »I don’t Get It!
There are many things that I simply don’t get. Selling books is one despite trying very hard this last three years or so to figure it out. Can anyone answer these questions? 1. If you have a hit book why does the next book that you write not sell? Yes, Your Haunted Lives has been in the top 10 in supernatural in the UK and in the US for around 3-months yet The Pink Bus (a book I think is my best work to date), isn’t selling at all. Is it about title or cover? apparently not, for I also put out the Pink Bus under another name with different title and cover with the same result. 2. Why can I not create a brand? I have strove to create
Read More »Project Some Love…
In the recent past few months there seems to be so much fear, hate and misplaced anger around. It is everywhere – politics, social media, the news…… I reckon its all done to control us and stop us from reaching our potential and destiny. The more afraid we are the more negative our thoughts….Those thoughts are an energy that ripples out into the matrix of reality and colors everything they touch. Well, you know, there are enough people doing this – projecting fear and negativity and hate so why don’t you and I do something different. I am an Aquarian after all and therefore a tad different but I reckon it might be fun and spiteful on all the doom and gloomers, hate and divide and woe is me merchants
Read More »Sickened by Conspiracy
Last night, I tapped into the search bar on You tube ‘David Bowie interviews’. I was amazed, saddened and yes, deeply angered by what came up. Video after video proclaiming Bowie a satanist who has faked his own death and much worse. I fear that this has become an epidemic and it is one I personally have no time for whatsoever. Actually, there are two issues at play here. First, the term ‘satanist’ combined with ‘satan’ or ‘the Devil’ and secondly, the idea that people haven’t died – including school kids in the US and famous people like David Bowie. Let’s deal with the first one first. There are satanists. They do indeed exist. However, all the evidence around David Bowie is that he had an interest in the occult
Read More »The Wounded Kings
This morning as I meditated I arrived at a startling conclusion. I have come to believe that we create our own reality via our thoughts and subconscious mind. I am the microcosm that reflects out a macrocosm and vice versa. Obviously, the external world is a co-created reality but nonetheless, I am the master of much of my own destiny and create a lot of that external reality. For some reason, my meditative thoughts were about the wounded King. The Fisher King of legend. In this legend, the Fisher King has a ‘thigh’ wound and this reflects in his Kingdom which becomes barren. The ‘thigh’ wound is really a wounded penis and the King is symbolically unable to balance polarities as a result of such a wound. This imbalance of
Read More »Tracks across The Sky
Tracks across the sky Scars of modern travel Highways in the air A line to follow you there A silver bird migrating To summer’s golden shores Arrows flying straight and true Arriving to take off yet anew Looking down from up on high The globe’s curves miraculous Jagged peaks and darkened seas Warmer climes or a winter freeze Passing by at the speed of sound Until we slow to return to ground Leaving, on a jet plane Leaving, never to come back again Away I go So Bye bye
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