Mood

To be a Fool

If I were God I think I would be devastated by the acts of humanity. But maybe thats the wrong way to think about things? Maybe I would look upon my creation with a parents’ love and understanding and perhaps I would see the good things rather than the bad? Perhaps I would chose to look upon the little acts of kindness, the attempts to understand another’s point of view and the innocence and wonderful imagination of children and marvel that such kindness, such beauty could exist at all. Perhaps I would puzzle over why people seem so deeply burdened when in fact they have life, choice and freedom of expression. Perhaps I would understand that sometimes it is difficult to see the light in the darkness if you have

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Music…. I love it

I have always enjoyed music. Even as a very small boy I was allowed to creep back downstairs to watch Top of the Pops and my favorite back then was Sandy Shore. In my early teens I discovered T.Rex. I still have a lot of T.Rex in my collection. I recall that I also enjoyed 10CC, Roxy Music (early only, The Sweet and a few more besides. I detested Slade primarily because of how they looked. My first album was a T.Rex compilation called Ride A white Swan and my second album was Suzi Quatro’s first effort… Can the Can… I loved that song! However, a strange thing happened in the summer of 1974. A french pen friend cam to visit us and he was desperate to buy some albums

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The Story – from Best Laid Plans

I am going to tell you a story Although it has a beginning It’s ending is yet unwritten And maybe has no ending Once upon a long, long time ago A boy was to a woman born He sneezed and started his life He was the family’s very first born He grew and grew and grew Tall and thin but quite bright And off to college he went Seeking out truth and inner light He looked and searched all about Examining all manner of places Never finding what he sought But he covered all the bases One day in despair he sat Quietly contemplating naught Tired of seeking, he took a rest And lost his train of thought The inner vision grew and grew Discovering very strange places Filled with

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Deeper

It’s so dark I can hardly see A gloom lies all around A dark blanket of heaviness Like the fog that envelopes My mind in misty confusion A dark and gloomy conclusion I’m tired so very tired Death and destruction War and virulent pestilence There is neither truth nor sense In anything that I see Yet is this an echo of me? Deeper I seem to fall And the deeper it gets The more I feel constrained As if trapped and contained In some sort of heavy mud Some stinking heap of crud I am in a darkened tunnel That never seems to end The light I see is distant Becoming even non-existent As I seem to sink in deeper Deeper, ever deeper

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CBA

Periodically I seem to fall into some sort of depression. Actually, I am not sure if it is depression or something else. I become lethargic and I simply lose interest in everything. I mean, things seem like a good idea but then I simply cannot be bothered to do it. I sit wasting days on end essentially doing nothing at all except aimless web surfing or TV watching. I don’t want to go out or do anything and nothing seems to make me feel complete. Is that depression? Usually, it lasts a few days and then I am fine again – the usual busy old me. Anyway, as you may have guessed. I am currently in this mood or frame of mind. I can’t be bothered to do anything at

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Okay

Four seasons Seven days Disputed reasons Whatever she says Years pass Many cycles Memories amass Of deft survival Still I know you didn’t mean it Until The emotional deficit Changed it all Rearranged it all Suddenly We were sliding out of control Glibly You said it was just like parole But you meant its over You didn’t dare say But it was truly over Like the end of a darkened day Done Washed away Gone Okay Lost forever Until We could never Fill The gap that was left Soiled Bereft Of meaning Celebrating Endings Eternal blackness Death and decay There is no other way And nothing left to say Okay

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I Can’t?

Growing up my favorite expression was “I Can’t”. So I am told anyway. I do recall my father trying to explain to me that I should probably at least try before saying those words and my mother rolling her eyes as I paced up and down a room having a lack of confidence moment. Two particular instances spring to mind. The first was my ‘A’ levels. I won’t pass, I can’t pass was my mantra. I still have nightmares about “A” levels levels let me tell you! Actually, the results were very mixed but I scraped a place at college anyway because despite thinking I couldn’t – I did. One of my parents told me to do something like writing to all Universities asking to be accepted since my UCCA

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Ripples

In the interview with Rob McConnell on X Zone radio, the concept of ripples came up several times to explain how we impact upon one another. It made me think of this post from Asetroth’s Domain I wrote a little while ago. Asteroth’s Domain is my blog that is more focused on magic – please do visit it. In meditation, I often see ripples in a pool. They start at a point and move outwards as small waves. If the small wave meets an object, an interference pattern occurs. Thoughts are like ripples. They start with a focus. Something triggers that focus but then, if we are able to, the thought expands like a ripple moving ever outwards into the world having who knows what impacts out there. Words, words

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The Question Song

Am I alone in thinking these things? My imagination stirred not shaken Is it just a feature of disintegration? Do I run and hide or simply wait On the inevitable. Is action now too little too late? And simply horrendously regrettable? How will I know right from wrong? How do I tell true poetry from a lyrical song? What happens when we die? Why are we even born? Why are people so brutally cruel? Why do little children suffer? Why do the words that I utter Fail to find a mark? Is anyone really listening? Does anyone really care? Is anyone out there? Or am I all there is Alone Forlorn And ultimately forgotten.

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Two Weeks of Silence

After today, I can promise you almost two weeks of silence from G Michael Vasey. While I am gone, I will imagine you all running out to buy my books and reading my archive of delicious articles on this blog and on Asteroth’s Domain Me? well, I will be laying in the sun, swimming and drinking cold beers to cool off in Kos. I can’t wait. I have been neglecting Asteroth’s Domain which I reserve for more esoteric articles mainly. I guess, I simply haven’t had much to say esoterically recently. Instead, I have been focused on building a business (Commodity Technology Advisory LLC) and trying to build a platform for my writing. Both are non-stop activities and can slowly eat away every minute of the day one way or

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