Intolerable

But in periods of decay of social life

The drama sympathizes with that decay.

Tragedy becomes a cold imitation

Of the form of the great masterpieces of antiquity,

Divested of all harmonious accompaniment

Of the kindred arts

And often the very form misunderstood

Or a weak attempt to teach certain doctrines

Which the writer considers as moral truths

And which are usually

No more than specious flatteries

Of some gross vice or weakness

With which the author

In common with his auditors, are infected." •𓂀• Percey Bysshe

Solve Et Coagula

Tonight Im tired, no worn out with the virus cycle which has yet again started at the local primary school and annoyingly with a friend of my wifes who was among those who visited Liverpool that weekend who has now tested positive. Not a situation that pleases me at all. In fact im fuming. Add to this family concerns that Im still not vaxed and the fact Im a little worried about the above possibilities and Im pretty fed up tonight. However my fear of the vax far out weighs the fear of the virus. But what a bloody situation, again.

How the land lies

There have been several trees blown over like this one, annoyingly blocking the road into town this weekend. There are also walls that have been blown over too. Stones are in the road at random places. It wasnt really a good idea to try and drive anywhere today and when I got to within a mile of my destination there was a huge tree blocking the road, much bigger than this one. It was so big I think a car could have driven under the trunk.  The tree had fallen over at a place called Windy Hill...lol I guess the clue is in the name. I once had a sleepless night at a camping site called Windy Harbour. The clue was in the name I guess.

 

A Facebook memory

So what of a man who starts off his life in an evil way ? Suddenly he turns to good. This is often in a complete and utter transformation. The man who starts off life living good is corrupted by evil, but still his good works continue. in a strange duality. In this respect good seems conquer complete evil, but evil can live alongside good, corrupting it, but not killing it entirely. It is this contradiction that people hate the most.

 Anderson

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Probably true

 

Ding dong round... ? What round even is it ?

It seems tonight we are back to compulsory mask wearing, fear of death ect in UK 

 

Interpol plays down controversy over new president Ahmed Al-Raisi

A blatant attempt to scare people in these turbulent times. It must be. Another piece in the jigsaw of the situation that Im finding harder to deny. 

Bumpy Ride

 I remember when the news, especially in the 80's was outward looking. World events were reported and events such as wars seemed a dream in a distant land, and of no relevance to us in the West. Slowly the wars seemed not only to be fought by distant primitive people in the middle east, but were instigated and started by us the West. Suddenly the news seemed more relevant in a way, but still distant. 

Today the news is highly domestic and inward looking or more accurately a navel gazing death cult. All we focus on is our ever more fucked up lives, and the ever more fucked up society we live in. Its a claustrophobic situation. Round and round we go. Now the news topics are an integral part of peoples everyday lives and agendas. The worlds shit has seeped into your house, my house, and the everyday. Suddenly the news is hyper relevant. A face nearly touching yours staring eye ball to eyeball and damn you to hell if you dare turn away.

The news has become a twisted entertainment that is expected to deliver a shock factor. You expect to get a dose of horror and they never disappoint. I tune in just to hear the next crisis. Its addictive , and as events in Europe unfold I find myself not getting so angry because I now see clearer what the big picture is. Well I wouldnt say less angry, but kind of relieved that Im more decided where I stand and every piece of bad news vindicates me. 

Appetite for destruction ? Yeah, thats me.

 It suddenly struck me recently why Im getting so irate - the powers that be want to destroy everything that constitutes my life and makes me who I am. Im finding it extremely unlikely that there are so many things I do that are frowned upon. Its got ridiculous.

Firstly Im a farmer who produces livestock. So the methane, co2 are destroying the climate ? Meat is seen and taught as been unhealthy, dangerous and un-environmental. All these things are lauded mostly likely on a weekly basis on the news. A relation recently asked me how things carry on when the news hammers farmers so hard all the time ? 

The fertiliser I use is deemed wrong, even the natural animal muck is claimed to be being spread in a way that releases more methane than it should. Everything I do on a daily basis Im told is destroying the planet. Well they should come and look at all the beautiful destruction in this valley that has never had more wildlife in it. ( especially after lock down )

Its not just cows they say are destroying the planet but sheep too, causing overgrazing and flooding. So thats a problem as well. Since when have animals being so destructive ?

Secondly I drive two cars for pleasure. So, so wrong. One is of an older  sports type so is higher taxed as it produces more emissions. They are actively watering down petrol to with bio fuel reducing its performance and efficiency oddly.  You can still buy better traditional higher octane petrol but that is due to be phased out soon they say. Also the Ministry of Transport plans to ban any mechanical enhancement that is not standard. The sale of combustion engine cars is also to be banned by 2030. 

Tonight I was so angry I went for a drive when the local news featured a twenty something environmentalist trying to encourage National Parks to ban cars on some popular tourist location roads at weekends. We wont be able to visit certain areas anymore unless at certain times. Just imagine that. Fuming.

Then there is the threat of the mandatory... Im putting lives at risk ? Whatever. I selfishly wander putting all and sundry at risk, obviously.

Any time I move Im  " wrong  " on a daily basis.

Long term things do not look very good for me. I have an uncle who says he will be dead before it all closes in, thankfully he added. I wouldnt go that far ...lol But I get his point that eventually the world is no longer recognisable anymore. People throughout history have faced tribulation. What did they do ? They just carried on living their daily lives. They endured. We endure then one day wash our hands of it. At that point things will get interesting. I may become a hippy type ? 

I havent even mentioned the social trends that I abhor, but thats a given for anyone who visits my blogs or ever has.

If...

 If in the end they pin me down and inject me I shall take a tanker load of cow slurry and spread it down the town centre. You will see me on the news ! If I was forced I would be so angry I wouldnt care about much. Im hoping the UK will retain some sort of decency, but the mandatory issue is being raised by those awful health experts already and opposition mp's but thats probably just to give the government a head ache. Well I hope.

That song turned up again today on the radio.  " Got to turn around " I only listen to about 10 minutes a day of radio music while Im doing a routine daily task, so what comes on is quite pointed. No pun intended.

Germany's Health Minister Issues Warning to Unvaccinated

 

Its really, really simple. Those who have had the " thing " gave into fear. I dont care who they are. You can judge them on that. You can measure their character on that. You will forever be different from them in a subtle way if you have not conformed. 

The Neverlands are in lockdown and are saying the vax will be mandatory by Feb. Germany is considering the mandatory route too. If Europe locks down entirely this will destroy supplies of goods utterly, and its already bad now. Can Europes economy survive this ? 

They are over egging the fear factor again. They sound desperate.

Most Christians just turn a blind eye ?

 Im wondering how anyone of faith cannot be considering these time to be " the number of the beast " Leaving aside faith, and you dont even need that to see the similarities are worrying just by pure coincidence. Im not of faith, but the facts are even alarming me. I never thought I would see the day within my lifetime. There is nothing else to say here.

Time to ground but probably wont...

 Today has been a " grounding day "  Sunday dinner and replacing a car door. A bright but very cold day. All the leaves have suddenly gone to and it really feels like winter. Tonight the moon will be out again. It can be quite stressful because you cant ignore it or change this fact. What will run will run its course however you feel.

Why is it so busy here today ? Quad bikes and tractors roaring past, even planes in the sky. Nearly always when im taking a photo of the moon someone local will drive by, and I live on a relatively quiet single track road. Someone always appears out of nowhere. Very annoying.

Datura & Gigi D'Agostino - Summer Of Energy (Solsticio Corto)

Its been a long time since I listened to this...This picture definitely has Tarot influences. I believe his music has magical traits. Does he know this ? I jolly well think so ! And is that a scarab beetle in the bottom right hand corner ?!

Nothing has changed at all

The average voter is a moron. He believes what he reads in newspapers, feeds his imagination and lulls his repressions on the cinema, and hopes to break away from his slavery by football pools, cross-word prizes, or spotting the winner of the 3:30. He is ignorant as no illiterate peasant is ignorant: he has no power of independent thought. He is the prey of panic. But he has the vote."

Another David, another tragic news story.

 David P**** escaped his taxi as it exploded outside a L********* womens hospital due to his suicide b****r passenger. That makes three. Ive removed the film as I think it ties into other things ive said on here. I shall leave it at that. 

Even more incredible was something written in the sand on a beach behind a reporter. Something again beyond coincidence. Its not often I think about stopping posting about these synchronicities, but occasionally they get too disturbing.

It is said that some things can transcend time and space or maybe this is a circuit of force taking its route ?

Not triggered, honestly, no not at all...

That song...

 Today I came across a tv magazine at a supermarket that bore an alarming headline. Two  tv soap characters were named. I shall not quote what the headline said as it was pointed, disturbing and insulting. It takes a lot to rattle me synchronicity wise, but i felt a little sick afterwards. Why do these things happen ? I can honestly say they are never of any use and rarely a prediction of anything.

The last time this happened was through a song playing in a shop I called in at on the way home from walking out of the vax centre. I was not looking forward to facing my parents and family after telling them I had not gone through with it at the last minute. After all they had been trying to persuade me by all view points that it was time for me to act, even quoting " red lines " I had set myself that had disturbingly come and gone, and still I did not want to act.

So baring all this in mind imagine my surprise when a song turns up on the journey home, and one I hadnt heard for a long while bearing the lyrics...

" Hey, whats wrong with you ?. Youre looking kind of down to me. Cos things arent getting over. Listen to what I say. GOT TO TURN AROUND, GOT TO TURN AROUND ! "

At the time I was quite worried about what I had done and these lyrics just really weighed on my mind. I nearly did turn around as it would have been quite a legit sign in my eyes that I had made a terrible mistake. A nasty coincidence then ? Lets hope so. And its bearing this in mind and other odd seemingly sharp prods ive received through coincidence that I suddenly realised it was unlikely to come to anything in my experience. Still these moments seem to time themselves nicely to freak us out. They are unpleasant but not to be feared. Maybe our
doubts manifest themselves somehow rather than out right predictions of the future ?

Aliester Crowley wrote something rather crude that summed this all up...

 " I have danced all night with Grace and when I awoke in the morning she was still a virgin "  In other words we can delve into a series of events with great and seemingly guaranteed outcomes that seem so likely, but still despite all the vast array of forecasted signs it may not even happen in the end.

Im am not interested in Crowleys magick but his incites into life and human nature are fascinating.

die with your boots on by iron maiden lyrics

Its amazing that 95% of the UK population just presumed they were going to die unless they conformed. The authorities rammed that message down our throats for 18 months. It was taken as a given and not questioned. Been re-listening to many old Iron Maiden albums as I was a big fan back in the day. 

Down the rabbit hole, again...

 Maybe I'm going mad but my name seems to be cropping up a little to often for it to be put down to coincidence. YouTube stories seem to contain too many Davids, as do news stories. Maybe Im projecting and a little too tired, but the following is odd to me.

 Recently we had the murdered MP David Amis who was stabbed to death in a Methodist church, and now a necrophiliac who is all over the news today called David Fuller. And while were on that horrific subject Im highly suspicious of the whole sale coverage of this story on TV. They are even debating it in Parliament. Its a story so disturbing that a few lines would have once surficed news wise, but its as though we must know about this man, and specifically his name which keeps coming around on the bottom of the new screen as a rolling headline. Thats whats so damn weird. The fact his name is going around and round on the subtitles and not being reduced to a single mention in a news report. It its as though we are being primed for fear and repulsion and a moral outburst of anger, disgust and hate.

If another terrible new story contains a David Im going to... Im in an odd mood tonight.

Insert your own caption !

 

Elmo’s Daddy, Louie Got Vaccinated

I am so angry I shall say nothing. Well, maybe... Its the lowest of the low trick to use children's programs to push an agenda, but its not the first times Seaseme Street has stooped so low as I remember some Gay Pride type promotions, or something of the like last year. Hitler would be proud of this propaganda medium. Apparently this promotion has been out for a year in the USA, but Ive only seen it last night while I watched a bit of CNN , as I do occasionally as the environment has taken over our news and advertisements to...but guess what ? CNN are 100 times worse than the BBC.

I know a couple whose school age daughter maybe offered the jab in the future and they are at loggerheads over what is the right thing to do. However as one of them pointed out to me that at 12 years old a child can legally make the decision for themselves, so parental power is quashed. 

The rain is pouring here this afternoon and its blowing a gale. We are meant to be having a family bonfire tonight as the " rule of 6 max gathering " malarky ruined last years. Not even sure who is coming now as someone connected to the other side of the family is seriously ill. Im in a strange mood. To add fuel to the fire ( no pun intended, I think...) an uncle who is the ex husband of said woman has said last week he is unhappy about attending in case he dies in the valley that night. Even a bonfire or rather a family gathering gets weird nowadays.

November

 

Astar - Astarte ?

So my Blogger photos have returned. Dont ask. This is a drawing of a symbol that appeared in the condensation on my car window in 2011  ( not the Astra though ) It did align well over the top of the Big Dipper constellations. Such straight lines and parallel lines and angles are not natural. This symbol remained for at least 12 months.

                                 Icy side swipe

                                Sickle moon splice

                                Wind blasts

                                North star flung

                                From violent arc

                                2012

                                 

                         

                                

                              

I remember the intensely satisfying emotion that occurred when  I wrote this short poem. This reminds me of a strange summer night about 3 years ago. I was watching three spaced out silver lights that were in a line very high up in the sky. Maybe it was a group of satellites as light can glint off them, but I doubt three would be in a row. Suddenly there was a flash of light and for a split second a huge shadow shaped crescent appeared in the sky. Again no natural explanation I can think of. I remember the shock. It felt highly profound.

 

Gigi D'Agostino - Deeper ( Underconstruction 3 )

"  Everything we got is more or less, dead

   My heart is pounding frequently, inside my chest

  Let me swim the sea to find myself and me

  But I'll never sell my soul, for any piece of gold "  

There is something I like about this song. Its an odd mix as the singer sound like he's the easy listening type of performer. There is something about the way the song changes around 4.00...

Trick or treat ?

 "  My son has come as some kind of mutant pumpkin "

 " Has he had the vaccine ?  "  I replied.

   Long pause followed by...." Erm, no "  

   November finds me say things to peoples face I never normally would. 

Autumn

Ive always liked this picture. There is a lot going on here...

I post this picture every autumn. There is just something so sensual about it. And where do I start ? The fact she is waist deep in the corn suggests she is immersed in the moment, nay lost to it ,and she hasnt got that far into the crop by accident. She actively seeking to loose control.

The slightly dirty light blue sky suggests summer is at an end and the crop has matured and is ready to harvest. The wind blows her hair asunder suggesting she is on the brink of her downfall. She grasps her waist and neck to support her body, but its too late, almost to hold back. She is on the precipice of arousal and lost to the season. Following the innocent butterfly has led her to this point. This is a very primitive picture. Very rustic. One I would like framed.