Babylon Zoo - Spaceman

Happy New Year ?  I loved this song back in the 90's but never noticed the lyrics and how they are coming true today. Hell, what happened ???

Merry Xmas ?

 No Turkey - no Christmas

 No salt - no soul !

A family who do not put salt on the table have no soul at all.

If you remove a turkey from Christmas not only does Christmas eve lose its feeling, but so does Christmas day. There is more to the turkey than meets the eye, It the tradition that carries the atmosphere.

Living in a small valley...

Slipknot - Dead Memories [OFFICIAL VIDEO] [HD]

This world here always exists if you care to drop in. 

I remember the inside of my grandparents houses exactly when I close my eyes. Today they have been renovated completely. I guess its the rhythm of life, and death.

A stormy forecast over Christmas this year

 Its been a very windy stormy night. An uneasy night with the wind roaring in the tree tops and sounding like the sea. Ive listened to this roar all my life at this time of year. Its a roar of natural energy or rather rage as nature and the sun hit rock bottom. And I follow closely being tired and usually ailing a cold and a slowed metabolism with reduced appetite. This is not like me at all normally. Bring on the tipping point in January when that wind symbolizes the uphill climb to spring ,or hints of it. 

There's nothing more boring than other peoples dreams, but....

 Well it says " lucid dreaming " may increase as a side effect of this medication I'm taking, and boy is this the case. Im dreaming several times a night, every night. There is no set plot to these dreams other than they are often quite complex as in a scene from a movie. Events and my interaction with people in them are rapid and  my actions quickly twist the story. Often I find I am in a group of people in peril. Thankfully these scenes are not violent. My mind flows like a river all night. Deep inside the chemicals are " grooming " my mind, both in my waking and sleeping hours. 

Worryingly when I awake in the morning I have to sift through the nights happening to sort out what is real. I dreamt I had offended someone I know last week and they called the police to arrange my arrest. I had to speak to this person the next day and even when I set eyes on them I felt awkward... until I forced myself to recall it had just been a dream. In my mind somewhere It still feels like it happened. How quickly could reality breakdown here ?

I was drowning and clambered aboard a boat. Where is this boat taking me now ? Back home to where I fell in ? Hell,no. That place no longer exists.

Seems legit...

Why, it just rolls off the tongue... ( to be said with a tepid smile )

 " He may not always be wealthy. He may not always be handsome "   

This quote from Wuthering Heights has been running through may head for days now.  I keep spouting it out at random times during the day. Its delicious and cutting and deflates idealism. It was triggered by a mans glowing praise of his wifes characteristics online. Cringe worthy it was too. As I knew him I resisted the urge to comment.