#On Repeat: On WYSIWYG


Familiarity breeds contempt. Something to think on the next time you recognise your own reflection

No-one who is used to having friends they understand and can understand them knows what it’s like to not be able to speak your mind with the people around you.

Nor can they understand the sense of relief when you lose your last solitary f*ck and you start speaking from the heart. It’s as if you’ve suddenly transmogrified into a evil universe version of yourself.

Like your non-identical twin has suddenly switched places with you. The same but not the same. The stranger in your skin. I’ve had that experience and I was as shocked and entertained at the words that came unbidden from mouth as everyone else in the room as I stopped speaking from the social script and said what I meant and what I felt. Truly felt.

We all wears masks. We’re not superheroes or supervillains but we all have a secret identity. The real us. There are very few of us who WYSIWYG. What you see is what you get.

We all lie. We all lie all the time.

Civilisation is held together by little white lies, half truths and fudged facts.

Have you seen the news? That was a trick question –  you haven’t. Chances are unless you are a journalist none of us have really seen the news. What we get is the processed meat product of TV not the raw dripping fresh meat fresh from the scene. We are as packaged and prepared and edited as the evening news. Within and without.

TANGENT: I loved Sir Terry Pratchett and I miss him as if I knew him personally. One of the scenes that sticks in my mind comes from the Witches novel Witches Abroad

Granny Weatherwax looked out at the multi-layered silvery world
‘Where am I?’
INSIDE THE MIRROR
‘Am I dead?’
THE ANSWER TO THAT, said Death, IS SOMEWHERE BETWEEN NO AND YES
Esme turned and a billion figures turned with her
‘Where can I get out?’
WHEN YOU FIND THE ONE THAT’S REAL
‘Is this a trick question?’
NO
Granny looked down at herself
‘This one’ she said

#On Repeat: On Needs


Wants. Needs. Desires if you will.

We no longer differentiate what we want from what we need.

To expand and explain. I have £500 watch. (Its not worth £500 now but it was when I bought it) It’s the most “Luxury” thing I own. I need to tell the time. I wanted a good looking watch. I desired a Swiss watch because it was grown up’s watch and “MANLY” but I knew I didn’t need a Swiss watch. I knew I didn’t even need a watch because we are surrounded by clocks. Clocks on walls, on phones, on billboards, on screens. I could go without a watch quite easily never mind going without a Swiss watch.

Even then my mothers voice in my head made me buy a discontinued watch on a discount from a second tier watch maker rather than a bling-bling name. I wear it because it feels reassuring to wear something solid and well built rather than plastic-y. Even after all that I don’t wear a months salary on my watch and don’t wear gold on my fingers. Indeed Its asceticism in spirit if not in deed.

If you confuse your needs with your wants and desires you are are a slave to your ego.

We live in a world where no-one thinks they have enough.

Those “without” – think they need what they haven’t got. They are right.
Those “with” – think they need something better than that which they already have. Therein lies the problem. There is enough to go around but those “with” don’t share because they can’t tell their needs from their desires.

People need food. Certain heartless politicians will tell you that they don’t need to eat lobster or have refrigerators. Needs are absolute, the means to satisfying them change over time. Lobster used to be the garbage bottom feeder fish that was thrown at the slaves to eat and now its on the top table and the slave descendants are queuing up for (Processed) beef.

I went Sunday without eating for my own reasons, practical and spiritual. I had a meal of vegetables Saturday evening and ate nothing till this afternoon on Monday when I broke down and had myself a big fat tuna pizza.

24 hours on tea, water and protein shakes. You know you’re hungry when you’re watching Bear Gryll’s on TV and the wild animal he’s skinning looks good.

I was out walking and it occurred to me that there was last thing I owned which I could make do without and it was my watch. I was passing by a pawnbroker and went it on a whim to sell it. I would have to but their “watch” guy was out of office for the long weekend. But it’s a nice feeling of clarity to know I’m not attached to the watch on my wrist.

A guy told me one time, “Don’t let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner.”

UPDATED: Supplements I know WORK for “the blues” (Amazon Links)


Decided to share some experience I’ve had with over the counter remedies for depression. All the supplemts listed below work from my personal experience. I’ve used them singly and in combination and I recommend them in combination for best effect.

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#OnRepeat (Everybody’s gotta learn sometime) – #confidence, #gratitude and #acceptance


So I had a breakthrough of sorts today. The sun came out and I could see the detail in the world and there were no more dark corners within. So yeah, happiness comes from confidence, gratitude and acceptance. (Duh!) I feel like the slow kid at the back of the class who took all lesson to understand what the teacher explained in the first five minutes.

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23 Of The Most Beautiful Terry Pratchett Quotes To Remember Him By


Rest in Peace Sir Terry. You are, were and will continue to be an inspiration.

23 Of The Most Beautiful Terry Pratchett Quotes To Remember Him By.

 

 

3rd March. I’m telling the truth when I lie about my age


“I forgot myself. It’s all coming back to me”

With the help of my life coach, Yusef Noden, (Thanks!), I am now above the x axis on my my depression curve. I think I’m OK. More than that I’m good. 90% certain. I’m living with a long forgotten passion and enjoying what I do.

“I’ve managed to pull my bally old kite out of a burning death spiral and I’m now flying 30 feet off the ground white knuckle gripping the stick, breathing hard and gathering my thoughts”

“I’m telling the truth when I lie about my age”
So today I am 30.
If you ask me I’m 30.
If it its on the web I’m 30
If it’s my inner voice I’m 30

The reality is ridiculous. I don’t believe it when I look in the mirror and no-one believes me when I tell them so the consensus agrees: my real age is a lie and 30 sounds about right so there you go.

Happy Birthday to me

Writing 201: Future – What Took You So Long?


“Could it be our last prompt word of Writing 201: Poetry? Already?! Let’s keep our spirits up by focusing on whatever it is that’s coming next. Whether it’s about tomorrow, next October, or the year 2345, let today’s poem be inspired by your vision of the future. (Fears, hopes, and plans are equally acceptable, of course. So are robots and hoverboards.)

You didn’t think we’d end a poetry course without a single word on (arguably) the most iconic form of them all — the sonnet? From Petrarch to Shakespeare to Lorca to Heaney, it’s a form that’s has endured dozens of vogues, backlashes, and comebacks — it will bury us all. It will outlive the cockroaches.

In some ways, the sonnet is easy: you get 14 lines of verse, usually grouped into four stanzas of 4-4-3-3 lines each (alternatively: two groupings of eight and six lines, respectively). Sonnets used to be written in metered verse (like alexandrines in French and iambic pentameter in English, for example), but many modern poets forego the meter altogether, or at least don’t use it consistently. Sonnets also tended to be written using any number of established rhyming schemes (for example, Shakespeare’s abab cdcd efef gg), but that, too, is no longer a formal requirement. (If you’re a sonnet purist, or the ghost of Shakespeare, please forgive me!)

The last device we’ll explore together in this course is one of my favorites — the chiasmus (key-AHS-mus). At its simplest, a chiasmus is essentially a reversal, an inverted crossing (it got its name from the greek letter chi – X). How can we use it? Let Snoop Dogg show us the way: Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind”  https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_assignment/writing-201-future/ ”

What Took You So Long?

I wish I was there to kiss and love you, my lover not yet kissed
and tell you you’re the coolness of my crying eyes
We could drive all night joy in our car, pretend we’re teenagers joyriding
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Writing 201: Landscape – “wetness”


“The space(s) we spend our days in have such profound effects on us. Today’s word prompt, landscape, invites you to explore your whereabouts and translate your thoughts into a poem. You could focus on the physical traits of a place you find particularly beautiful, or on the way you interact with your surroundings at home, on the way to work, or when you’re on holiday.

Remember that staple of kindergarden arts, the collage? Found poetry, today’s optional form, is the language-based variety. Like a blackmail letter in a sordid crime novel, a found poem is made up of words and letters others have created. It’s up to you, the poet, to find them (hence the name), extract them, and rejig them into something else: your poem. The classic way of going about the creation of a found poem is scissors and newspaper in hand: you cut out words and phrases and arrange them into your poem. You can then either snap a photo and upload it to your blog, or simply transcribe the resulting text into a new post.

There’s a lot you can do with enumeratio — today’s suggested literary device — in your poems (want to feel especially tweedy? Pronounce it ey-nu-may-RAH-tee-yo). As its name might suggest, it basically means constructing a list, a successive enumeration (duh!) of multiple elements in the same series.

“wetness”

Wetter?
You can’t look at the atmosphere
Every part of we is an ocean
Physical, moisture, intense
Increase the humidity
A lot of things are happening
Everywhere we are connected
So, this is complicated
Cause to warm
Travel to the southwest
Wetter areas become wetter

Coming decades

http://www.theguardian.com/environment/climate-consensus-97-per-cent/2015/feb/09/global-warming-is-causing-more-extreme-storms

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Writing 201: Drawer – The RIng


Sat in the drawer of my desk, useless and unused
Next to the stapler and the lidless marker, unwanted refused
Gathering dust and jammed under a ruler, my affection sill lingers
I move it to one side to get to a ballpoint, engagement ring without a finger

I wish I could say gone but not forgotten, take a sip of vanilla whey
I don’t mind I wasn’t the one you wanted, lean back a little and sway
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Writing 201: Fingers – The shock of the pen


“Sure, eyes are expressive. But there’s so much more we can do with our fingers — today’s word prompt — from opening a gift and plucking a guitar to signing words and waving goodbye. If you want to go beyond actual digits, you could write about any finger-shaped object you find interesting, or about something that comes into frequent contact with your fingers: a ring, your keyboard, a glove.

Today’s suggested form might sound like an oxymoron: the prose poem. Unlike some of the other forms we experimented with — say, the limerick — a prose poem, by definition, has no fixed rules. Whether a reader sees the prose or the poetry in it hinges on a variety of factors beyond your control.

We’ve tackled alliteration last week — the strategic repetition of consonants in close proximity to each other. Today, let’s give assonance a try. It’s the same thing, only with vowels.

Assonance is subtler than alliteration, but can have a profound cumulative effect on a poem, especially when the repeated sound resonates somehow with the topic you’re writing about.”

 (Written with Eminem’s rapping style in mind)

Today’s poem has been guest blogged on Harsh Reality!