Hello 2010

The first time I talk to you in 2010 you lie to me.

Gah!

Why waste a blog on you?

I won't.

I'm here to say happy mother's day. and to recognise that it has now been 1 year since Jade Goody lost her battle with cervical cancer. she was such a brave woman, and the rare sunshine that we have been graced with today symbolises the warmth of her soul. i hope that her boys are alright today. ♥

If You Open Your Mind To Much, Your Brain Will Fall Out.

If anyone can show me one example in the history of the world of a single
Psychic who has been able to prove under reasonable experimental conditions that they are able to read minds

And if anyone can show me one example in the history of the world of a single
Astrologer who has been able to prove under reasonable experimental conditions that they can predict events by interpreting celestial signs

And if anyone can show me one example in the history of the world of a single
Homeopathic Practitioner who has been able to prove under reasonable experimental conditions that solutions made of infinitely tiny particles of good stuff dissolved repeatedly into relatively huge quantities of water has a consistently higher medicinal value than a similarly administered placebo

And if anyone can show me just one example in the history of the world of a single
Spiritual or religious person who has been able to prove either logically or empirically the existence of a higher power that has any consciousness or interest in the human race or ability to punish or reward humans for their moral choices or that there is any reason - other than fear - to believe in any version of an afterlife

I'll give you my piano, one of my legs, and my wife.

I came all the way over here..

so i could say this without anyone realising:





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you have the ability to make me angry with a few words.




thankyou blogger.com you are my emotional outlet!!!!!!!!!!!!

You can have 21 sons and be blood when they marry my daughters.

Another little lyrics analysis for you. (whoever 'you' is)

I was doing some history homework whilst listening to itunes, and this song came on. (2080 - Yeasayser)

I love the song but couldn't make out some of the lyrics so I searched them and came upon the song meanings website.

Lots of people had tried to interpret the lyrics but were struggling to understand what the whole song is actually about, as it comes across as quite contradictory.

One person, 'tifnz', came up with a good summary though;

"With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do"

The Berlin wall was symbolized the separation between democracy and communism. Without the Berlin wall, how are you supposed to separate the two ideologies?

If you think about when he says "I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into", imagine being in a time of ww1 and what the people of that time were going through. Imagine if we were going through that right now. We say, "oh it's in the past and look at how they worried; their worries are irrelevant to our time!" So, perhaps the time that we are living in, and worrying in, will be looked back in 2080 as somewhat "irrelevant".

So we might as well all be farmers and not bother with worrying.. become passive observers, if you will.(I don't mean that farming is a passive lifestyle. Farmers feed us and make us a fat and happy nation.)

Roll with the punches

'Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect, it means you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.' - Unknown

Now I know why all the trees change in the fall

The last blog I wrote was about people who realised that, during WW1, the Germans and the Brits weren't that different after all. They were destined to be enemies, but, as implied in Thomas Hardy's 'The Man He Killed', perhaps in other circumstances they would be close friends. Coincidentally I read a passage earlier (The Luminous Life of Lilly Aphrodite) that expressed these thoughts perfectly;

"He could hear their whispers and the click of their guns. He could smell their fear, their sweat, even the oil they used on their rifles. He picked one, a small man with a strange loping shuffle, and set him in his sights. And then he saw that the soldier's uniform was faintly steaming. He happened to glance down and realized that his own uniform was doing the same. The sun was drying out the rain, the mud, the recent past; they were the same, weren't they?" - The Luminous Life of Lilly Aphrodite, Beatrice Colin

the song is what I was listening to when I read it.

Indifferent

My book, The Luminous Life of Lilly Aphrodite, has reached a part where she is living very rough in 1916 Berlin and has been deserted by a close friend. It made me think about the war, and how the attitudes in this book of the Germans are no more hostile and hatred than the British attitudes were during the war. It reminded me of Thomas Hardy's poem 'The Man He Killed.' He writes about two characters who were enemies by law but in reality not so different. He says that in other circumstances, they probably would have been friends;


Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have sat us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!

But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face,
I shot at him and he at me,
And killed him in his place.

I shot him dead because –
Because he was my foe,
Just so – my foe of course he was;
That's clear enough; although
He thought he'd 'list perhaps,
Off-hand like – just as I –
Was out of work –
had sold his traps –
No other reason why.

Yes; quaint and curious war is!
You shoot a fellow down
You'd treat if met where any bar is,
Or help to half-a-crown. - Thomas Hardy, The Man Who He Killed









Some lyrics, by A Fine Frenzy, I felt were also quite relevant;

Help me out said the minnow to the trout
I was lost and found myself swimming in your mouth
Help me chief
I've got plans for you and me
I swear upon this riverbed
I'll help you feel young again

Not your every day circumstance
The hummingbird taking coffee with the ants

Please, I know that we're different
We were one cell in the sea in the beginning
And what we're made of was all the same once
We're not that different after all. - The Minnow and the Trout, A Fine Frenzy