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The Terrible Terrible Violet.

Serendipity

So I did something that’s either going to be one of the best decisions I’ve ever made or one of the dumbest, not that it really matters because we’re just some talking monkeys on a big rock that will one day explode and everyone will die and no one will know we ever existed. So why does life matter so much when we know how it ends? Why do we read stories about things that have never happened and never will, no matter how many alternate universes we wish there may be? Why do we pretend these rules and inventions really make a difference on the grand scale of things, when will we ever learn how to stop hurting each other?

On a grand scale we massacre our own kind and hunt other species to extinction. Even in what is considered the more civilised parts of the world we still…

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How to be ridiculous

Duncan is a BLOGGER in a way I would like to be a Blogger if I was better oriented to Blogging. This gentleman is at it almost every day and has a rhythm and a presence a lot of us could benefit from observing.

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This is in some ways a follow up to my post ‘How to go, ‘And they’ll police that HOW exactly?’’ It does contain swearing, so you have been warned.

In the UK there’s an insidious system of sanctioning called Public Spaces Protection Orders. These have the ostensibly laudable aim of stopping people being a bleeding nuisance to the rest of the world, but in reality are little more than extensions of the ‘No Ball Games’ signs prevalent in the 60s in council estates. Some jumped up popinjays in town halls the length and breadth of the nation are using them as revenue earners.

Take this as an example. Salford Council has banned swearing in parts of Salford Quays. Say ‘fuck’ in public and you face a fine. The reason is that this constitutes ‘using foul and abusive language.’

Well, that rather depends on your point of view, doesn’t it? I…

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Hidden Gods

William is at a glance, one hell of a writer. I just got Hidden Gods on Kindle. His trudge through everyday life while he was putting this work together could be any of our stories. His attention to detail in his travels is captivating…such varied terrain. 🙂


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a day in the life

Matt can be a little annoying in the way he makes you think at times, but the thoughts are usually rich.

The Matticus Kingdom

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The restroom smelled of acrid decay, mostly emanating from the pools in the corner, and I instinctively stopped at the sink to wash my hands.  I could feel the stink of the place on my flesh.  When I looked up, the wizard in the mirror said, “The trick is to believe you are where you want to be.”  I blinked and he was gone.

I long blinked again and then held my tired lids closed and imagined the smell of sea spray filling my nose while the crash and roar of the tides echoed in the distance.  I wasn’t surprised to find myself in the same dingy bathroom when I opened my eyes.  I could see where I wanted to be.  I could hear it and smell it.  However, I never truly believed I was there.

The level of faith and trust required to truly believe in…

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I More I Learn The Less I Know

Scott is a cheesy, half thumbless bastard.

I really like him.

People ask me how I could believe in an afterlife when I am a huge and daily fan of science; and the reason is, because I want to. Call it cowardice or pie-in-the-sky-when-you-die and I can take it, but know that I have spent my entire adult life studying and I am still such a complete idiot I’m waking up to the fact that I may not be qualified to discount the supernatural, just because it seems ridiculous to my puny ADHD brain. I have, of late, begun to understand how completely little I know about existence. One thing that happens when your drug of choice is learning is that many and varied worlds begin to open up in areas you didn’t even know existed. The more I learn, the less I know.

I had no idea I was this ignorant. There were five or ten ideas I convinced myself I…

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