Wouldn’t you if you were living in the Third World on 10 cents a day?
Category: Life the Universe and Everything
Words from a Garden
Why is there something rather than nothing, he mused. Does life have any purpose.
What a difference a few weeks can make and how powerful the influence of the season upon the mood. If ever evidence were needed that we are mere creatures of nature, there be it.
My kind of God
I have been profoundly moved by religion my entire life. I have always believed in the “Good” even though I may not always have done it.
To sit in dappled shade in the late summer sunshine. To breathe the soft cool wind, to close eyes and let the mind wander where it will.
Sitting in the Rain
Gene Kelly may have danced; I just sat but with equal pleasure no doubt.
Age or Change
My mind drifted this morning, far from the algorithm I was working on. Was I old I wondered or had I simply changed.
A Garden in the Night
Last night was a night of my soul, but not a dark one.
What does achievement mean? What have you achieved and by what standards will you be judged? Will you be found wanting and if so should you care?
The Path of Slowness
Slowness is a vital ingredient, in my case at least, in encouraging me along the path I wish to follow.
A Funny Old Monk
My 26 year old son is clearly a perceptive fellow and he hit the nail on the head when describing his father as “a funny old monk”.
In the World but not Of It.
A while back I found myself disturbed that a blogger could crusade in favor of violence and dissension and against ecumenism.
A Road Less Traveled
If we seek reality, I am told that we look in the wrong direction by obsessing over the human condition. I think that is right.
Edge of the World
I wonder if this is what it felt like during the phoney war in 1939? A period of almost surrealistic calm before the horrors of world War II really began.
There is nothing more sobering than a great deal of time spent in a hospital with the critically ill. Nothing more rewarding either.
It is finished – yes I think I know just what the poor fellow meant.
I am not Gay
Nor multicultural, nor multi gender, nor am I trans….and, odd to relate nor am I a bigot or a racist.
I had a curious sensation of fading, being absorbed into the background, while walking along a country lane in glorious winter sunshine.
In, and out of the Silence
Can or should you remain in a state or place of “silence” or must or ought you return to the world?
The Contented Craftsman
Is there anything so wondrous as a man truly happy in his own skin and content with his life and … More
The Man in the White Porsche
There is nothing quite so odd as an elderly, fat, aggressive pig driving a white Porsche.
Picture from the Post Apocalypse
Imagine yourself, if you will, in a world post the apocalypse to come.
A kind friend sent me what I took to be a flyer for ChristianMingle.com, which appears to be a sex … More
There can be few callings which I hold is such low esteem as that of the “Influencer”.
The terror of early humans
A visit to the Bronze Age Boat gallery today brought home very forcibly the sheer terror I would have felt … More
One of the advantages of living in Middle Earth is observing the locals at work and play.
Game of Thrones 8
If you think it’s all about sex, dragons and slaughter you might just be wrong. It’s also about apocalypse and that I find rather fascinating.
12 Ways to Wipe Your Butt
Why do the cretinous like numbered lists? And why do they annoy me so much?
Dead Susan: Requiescat in Pace
The Good Aunt
What fool bought that?
What I ought to have bought was a mobility cart and a year’s pass to the Bingo Hall. What I … More
Beautiful Place, Beautiful People?
No, it didn’t quite work out like that, it never does. However Arcadian the setting, we humans will wreck it … More
Me and My Vulva
Well not mine actually – its just that I liked the headline. The Guardian’s article Me and My Vulva gave … More
I am deeply disturbed to discover what a search on the word “consciousness” produces when you sift through Wordpress websites.
The Internet Ain’t All Bad
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.
How hilarious, the asinine snob.
Father and Son
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.
While the modern shopping experience ranks low on my list of existential anxieties, it nonetheless merits mention as one of life’s annoyances.
A Gospel for the 21st Century Pagan
If we 21st Century pagans were to write our own book of “Good News” what would it contain?
I know that my Redeemer Liveth
Success in seeking the Absolute may simply be a matter of altering our minds chemically.
L’enfer, c’est les autres
Teamwork my arse. Hell is definitely other people.
Mindfulness vs. Physiology
Much is made these days of the concept of “mindfulness”. It is the cure-all of the new age. Depressed? Mindfulness … More
Where are the songs of spring?
What exquisite bitter-sweetness, an English autumn in the countryside.
We are looking for the following qualities….
Such words are prone to make me lift my laptop and smash it to the ground.
Thoughts from the back of beyond.
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.
A Time to Live
It is time to “feel” the universe for myself. To cease to see it through the words of others and to experience it directly.
Out of my Skull
Is it a detrimental term or may it have hidden meanings and use?
Commercial blogging is so utterly grubby and most practitioners of the art are second hand car salesmen, whatever they pretend they are selling or “doing”.
We are all Gay now
I am so grateful for the BBC who explain that LGBT+ is now passé.
The Internet Blagger and Bluffer
I am always amused by the sheer vastness of the Blagging and Bluffing community on the internet offering advice on subjects in which they themselves possess no expertise whatsoever.