Time and The Dream
Last night I had one of those dreams that has you questioning everything. The alarm went off and I woke up. On waking, I recalled that I had just been dreaming and that the dream had been about setting the alarm. Now at first sight, this perhaps isn’t so puzzling but, when you think a bit deeper about it it most certainly is. I woke up as the alarm started to sound yet in the prior moments, I was dreaming about setting that very alarm. Exactly how does that work? Could it be that future events create our past and this is some type of evidence of it? Was the dream experienced as the alarm went off and only seemed to take place before it woke me up? Did I
Read More »Built to Last
Is anything built to last? To stand the tests of time? Proud, up standing and pompous Relieved perhaps, to be still there Or is that just a silly question to ask? The wind and the rain will wash away The sands rise and drown me slowly away The me inside – that lonely voice Calling through an eternity Of change, turmoil and pain Seeking love, a flickering flame A point of fire, with some sort of desire To be free again Be still, be still and listen Time ticks slowly by The illusion of movement Tricks us like a faithless lover Who ran to the arms of another Each moment is an eternal now In in a sense, it lasts and lasts The wounded King awaits The Lady of the
Read More »Artful Words of Science
The Art of Science is my last book of poetry published earlier this year and I happen to believe it is my best so far….. It is full of angst, insights and ideas about life, reality and it all. My poetry is fluid wordplay using words to create feelings and conjure pictures of how I see things. All my poetry books are available on Kindle and in paperback format… Enjoy this sample from The Art of Science called Getting Older. I once thought that I would last forever Had no concerns at all Burned the candles at both ends And in the middle too But there came a time when I suddenly understood Time, was moving quickly on Everyone looks older But not necessarily wiser Certain songs are sung memories
Read More »Time Lapse
As many of you who visit my blog will know, Time is something that intrigues me and that I write a lot about. Well, today, as I sat here working at my desk something rather interesting occurred. For a few seconds, I was back in the mid 1970’s sitting at my bedroom desk in my childhood home doing homework. It seemed to me as if I just flipped into that past moment and back again due to some outside prompt – a sound perhaps? It was a truly bizarre feeling because I expected to look out of the window and see Thornwick Ave in Willerby from an upper vantage point. Instead, I saw my street in Brno. I felt shocked by that somehow too. Was it all just imagination? Or,
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Time – He’s waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys I have been spending some time moving photos to the iMAC where they can be properly backed up. We have accumulated over 15,000 photos in 9-years and I am not done yet. The work is tedious as it involves copying directories from various machines to storage sticks and then uploading them into iPhoto on the iMAC. Of course, there are many duplicates and things are all mixed up so de-duping is the next step and then organizing into albums that make sense could take me the rest of my life. Back in Houston, there are thousands of photos somewhere documenting the first 46-years of my life. I have a handful of
Read More »A Year Has Gone
A year seems like along time but looking back to this time last year, it seems to have passed in a flash. This time last year, I was living in Prague and I was worried about my weight gain having quit smoking months earlier. I remember buying the indoor bike and with good intentions, starting a weight loss and exercise program. Today, I weighed myself and blast it, I weigh exactly the same as I did a year ago! The bike has been well used and still is and if anything, my diet is better than ever yet I have not shed a pound. I suppose looking on the bright side, I haven’t gained any weight either! Of course, we are now back in Brno too. I packed all of
Read More »Unholy Vows
Is it possible to live Without mistake? Is it possible to be alive? Live life for life’s sake? Born to be a sinner Growing to adulthood Determined to be a winner The downward spiral begins It’s a fine line between The losses, and those very precious wins Temptation to tip the balance Ever present in life Increase the odds of a chance To succeed Sign here Sir Your greed Filled if you dare The Devil has you now No escape from hell Made an unholy vow Condemned Dead already My friend Don’t make the same mistake Strive, but learn To be content for God’s sake I have no escape I must take my fall Don’t leave it too late Repent, repent Time has a nasty habit Passing fast and soon
Read More »My Haunted Life – Just in Time for Halloween and Christmas
Yes, my publisher, William Collins Publishing, pulled off something of a minor miracle and got the Kindle version of my new book up just in time for Halloween. The paperback version may also make it today or tomorrow….. It’s called My Haunted Life – a Compendium of Strange (But True) Stories of the Paranormal. It is a short collection of stories – true stories – about things that have happened to me, some of which have appeared on this blog. Go download it, or if a Kindle Unlimited subscriber – borrow it, and have some scary fun. Hopefully, it will make you think and wonder a bit at the creepy edges of life and reality. It is available here at a very reasonable price indeed.
Read More »Getting Older
I once thought that I would last forever Had no concerns at all Burned the candles at both ends And in the middle too But there came a time when I suddenly understood Time, was moving quickly on Everyone looks older But not necessarily wiser Certain songs are sung memories Of times now long gone Partying with people Whose names I no longer remember Yes indeed, life has moved on Getting older Getting bolder With each passing day Where there is a will They say that there is a way But the way my body feels I’m sometimes not so sure Quite frankly The word manure Or a derivation Comes to mind And you know What I find So bloody difficult Is actually that Aging is so damned Unkind
Read More »Time
I remember my Grandmother telling me that time sped up as you got older. I was probably 5 or 6-years old at the time and, for me, time was a mystery. On the one hand, Christmas just seemed to take eons to arrive and then, when it did, it was over in a flash. The month of December was like torture really. Each day, you would open one door on that advent calendar but each day seemed like a century. Now, of course, I understand my Grandmother’s point of view. Weeks and months flash by so fast I could swear it was still August if it weren’t for the weather and falling leaves. Time is a funny thing. We can measure it very precisely but what exactly are we measuring?
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