There is something enormously satisfying about a communion service at an ancient Anglican church on Easter Sunday.
The Good Aunt
I do not believe that the concept of “god and science are incompatible. Provided that we accept that we have created the concept of “god” in the first place and that through science we have the means to become godlike.
What I ought to have bought was a mobility cart and a year’s pass to the Bingo Hall. What I … More
Rarely have I felt such intensity as when singing Vierne’s Messe Solennelle with Fulham Camerata last Saturday.
I was contemplating meditation at the Wat Buddhapadipa in London and revisiting the basics of Buddhism this morning,
In the featured image, Leni Riefenstahl and a camera crew stand in front of Hitler’s car during the 1934 rally … More
I have always been faintly amused by the idea of earnest Christian converts sliding down a giant birth canal into … More
No, it didn’t quite work out like that, it never does. However Arcadian the setting, we humans will wreck it … More
The painting warns the viewer of the soul’s vulnerability to the vanities of the world. It strikes me as a … More
The somewhat brutal face and the arrogant pose of William West, 1st Lord Delawarr, reassures us that human nature has … More
Whether or not you win a conflict, something will have been lost.
I am frightened of homeless people. They remind me how all too easy it is in this world to simply fall between the cracks.
If you are going to go to church, go alone and go when it is empty.
Well not mine actually – its just that I liked the headline. The Guardian’s article Me and My Vulva gave … More
The state of depression is easy enough to describe but it is doubtful whether mere words manage to convey the depth of the misery to one who has never suffered from it.
Why is so much of the internet “told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing”?
I am deeply disturbed to discover what a search on the word “consciousness” produces when you sift through Wordpress websites.
If you are feeling bad and want to feel a lot worse, I recommend a trip to your local government hospital.
Would we spend so much time in hand wringing existential anxiety if we discovered the genetic code of the pain … More
Good on Gillette: it would be hard to deny that male aggression has played a vast and malignant role in our history.
While there are indeed vast swathes of Kardashians, footballers wives and people who live in Chigwell you should avoid like the plague on the internet, I would argue that the technology has immeasurably enriched our lives rather than debased it.
Without comment in any shape or form (lest I deviate from my new found resolve) I report the unhappy fall … More
Given the basic needs of life and in the absence of physiological abnormality, the solution is fairly simple. The trick … More
Religion becomes a dark and dangerous tool in the wrong hands. I visited a website called Do What’s Right today and was … More
Does poetry have a purpose? If so, then what? I noticed today that by far the majority of WordPresss bloggers … More
I lived in Davos-Kosters for years and loved the WEF.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
It seems so inordinately difficult to be a decent human, unless you were born that way.
How hilarious, the asinine snob.
I HAVE desired to go
Where springs not fail,
The only way to deal with the Pig is to wipe him out of your life as you would remove excrement from your shoe.
There comes a time in your life when, if you are lucky enough to have a son, you recognize he has become a man. And of course to you, a very special one.
The modern trope would have it that you are what you eat, but the metaphor needs taking further.
I will never be able to resolve my unshakable disbelief in Christian dogma with the profound peace I find singing sacred classical music in an ancient English church with a good choir.
As traders will know, the Vix trades in a range: it mean reverts. Therefor you can profit by buying Vix … More
I believe that I am merely a “program” and that similar programs run every animal and living thing on earth.
Here is a trend following system coded in Python.
I have recently had much fun with “Simple Trading Systems using Simple Python Code”
I read the book with much enjoyment many years ago, but this lavish BBC adaptation of John Le Carré’s 1983 novel raises the bar to very high levels indeed.
We would put an animal down, surely we can offer the same courtesy to a human?
This anti war poem, written by American poet EE Cummings and published in 1926, is such a perfect specimen of the genre.
Happiness is only attainable once you recognize that everything just “is”.
Sometimes sad and sometimes not, our stories and our poems, our Green Ladies and our Belles Dames are reflections of our desires and anxieties.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? A reading.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Encouraged and enthralled by Kim Kardashian West I was wondering whether to record a welcome video for my YouTube Channel.
A reading of “If….” which I made for my YouTube channel.
My interview with The Investors Chronicle took place on January 16th 2016 and I have not changed my view.
I have already written a few words about Ode to Autumn but felt minded to record my own reading of it.
Kipling’s poem “If” is profound and moving.
While the modern shopping experience ranks low on my list of existential anxieties, it nonetheless merits mention as one of life’s annoyances.
If we 21st Century pagans were to write our own book of “Good News” what would it contain?
Master Po say “Grasshopper never mind finger, go for moon”.
Far from disappearing, Keats and his incomparable poetry have lived on after his death.
I have had three occasions recently, which gave me pause for thought about vanity, motive and human stupidity.
Can it ever be right to take sides in a dispute? Does it ever help?
How damaging we are to each other. How grim the human condition can become, and it does not take war … More
The happiest are those who have never heard of Wittgenstein’s Ladder. If asked, they probably assume its something you buy in Homebase.
Success in seeking the Absolute may simply be a matter of altering our minds chemically.
The process of coding financial market trading systems is fascinating , but they never seem to last very long and their performance is never very consistent.
Teamwork my arse. Hell is definitely other people.
Fry is a comic genius although his comedy is tinged with darkness. Erudite, witty and (dare I say it) profound.
Pavlov’s dog aside we do not expect, largely, to change the nature or behavior of an animal. Why should we expect to change our own?
For the ever mercurial Alfred the sun did not rise yesterday. After a splendid microdosed Sunday, he woke with a bump on Monday morning.
Psychologically related to nihilism and anarchy, the Iconoclast of Iconoclasts (“IoI”) seeks, for reasons not entirely clear (even to himself) … More
Myopia, or nearsightedness is a common affliction among those who seek to profit from the financial markets. All too often … More
In recent years I have found it increasingly beneficial to narrow my focus.
The code below takes the data already cleaned up by the code in the previous post and strings separate months together in a time series suitable for back testing.
The data obtained from the CBOE is messy and incomplete. It takes a great deal of time for even the experienced nerd to sift through it.
This option strangle is effectively short volatility. It buys long dated puts at the money and protects the position with long dated calls far out of the money.
After the liquidation of XIV following the volatility spike earlier in the year I decided to take a more detailed quantitative approach to trading volatility.
A while ago I put a lot of work and effort into looking at Black Scholes and various other option pricing models.
I have felt with increasing certainty recently that the Buddhists are right. We have no separate existence, no soul, no fixed place in the universe.
Much is made these days of the concept of “mindfulness”. It is the cure-all of the new age. Depressed? Mindfulness … More
What exquisite bitter-sweetness, an English autumn in the countryside.
Said to be the second oldest parish church in the country, churches don’t come much bleaker than All Saints, West Stourmouth, Kent.
Are we living in the 21st Century? How do serious people honestly believe in such man made hogwash.
In a lifelong search for meaning, I have found little to compare with matins in an English country church.
Such words are prone to make me lift my laptop and smash it to the ground.
I had a delightful morning over a cup of coffee with some acquaintances I had been meaning to get to know better.
“…..the philosophy of personal identity is relevant in the realm of ethics by helping us address age-old questions like whether being born is good or bad.”
…how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin…
The back of beyond is where I want to be. And I am back, at the back of beyond. I have come in a full circle.
Cleopatra was fortunate indeed, the rest of us may age less well. But we should embrace age, not resent or fear it.
Analysis and thought are the very antithesis of the sort of behavior likely to lead to lasting peace.
It is time to “feel” the universe for myself. To cease to see it through the words of others and to experience it directly.
Is it a detrimental term or may it have hidden meanings and use?
Do they really work?
The unknowing fool is one who does not know he does not know.
Does it sound curious to link a vastly popular work of science fiction to the concept of mysticism?
Perhaps it is best to acknowledge the endless pawing of the black dog at your door. For some, it is a rare day that the gentle scuffling can not be heard.
If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite.
For some years I have assumed that far from inheriting the earth, the meek will be trampled underfoot. I am beginning to wonder whether I am mistaken.
Unqualified objective truth can not exist. Heavily qualified objective truth probably does.
You may be forgiven for mistaking the image above for photo montage. But it is not: it is the London Mustaba project.
I have sometimes wondered whether art has any importance, and if so, what?
For many years I had worked on the assumption that anything written east of Berlin was cacophonous and horrible. I have been proved wrong by Dvorak.
Portobello Road in London W11 is a most curious mix of home and abroad.