So whats the plan ?

Ive just come to a crashing realisation . What are we all looking for on line ? We are looking for something that we didn't feel the need for or find important before the Internet exploded into our everyday lives . Yes I think most readers of this blog will remembers those days . Today there is no going back . The evils its brought are all consuming ( you know im right ) but the benefits of a wider connection can be beneficial .
   Why do I publish my inner thoughts to a random audience ? Why do others also ? Because necessity is the mother of all invention . Real life doesn't give usually opportunities ( mine anyway ) to have deep conversations , This is the problem . We want to connect to like minded people . We throw this to the hand of fate , strangely .
   If you are of a similar age to me and you are thrashing around trying to grasp at some kind of everyday satisfaction I suggest this is always going to be so for the rest of your days  . It will be this way for me anyway , and I guess it will be for others . So whats the plan for us like minded types eh ? We may be half way through our lives and we are still not completely poised . A plan is needed . All this thrashing needs consolidating into a mind set of some use .
  I have a theory that being conscious for over 40 years causes a build up of stress . Not so long ago life expectancy was 45 !  By then it was all over . Today its just really getting going ! By the time we die just think of all the extra mental input and energy we will have expended compared to 150 years ago ! This maybe the curse of our age ...

Something to cheer up a dreary , weary , muddy , wet drizzly winters afternoon .... Oh I forgot dark !

The Winged Bull

So what am I reading at the moment ? Well Ive finally got round to reading some Dion Fortune again , in fact her final novel The Winged Bull . I am barely a chapter in and up crops a character who randomly picks up a book by J.C Jung about the subconscious and is amazed as on the cover is an image he has just seen as a statue the day before ( a synchronicity that I guess will be revealed later in the book ) Well it gave me a shock to as Jung has been very much on my mind , and having found a reference to him in another story I read by A . Crowley that was so revealing personally , I regard this twist as a personal synchronicity with bells on !
  As I said a few weeks ago and discussed with another blogger , I thought Jung's theory's were pretty much the essence of " magic " or very near a parallel at least . As I read further into the book I feel I will be proved right....  

                                                                                                     

Toa / water

I read recently that water is the strongest substance in existence because it does not resist . The more you think about this statement the more examples you will discover to back it up . It was also said to be a good example of the workings of the Way of Toa !

Once again it returns....

Tonight I feel very strange indeed . I feel a familiar atmosphere in my thoughts and I feel the close presence , very close of a truth of finding something odd . Its a smell in my nostrils and a feeling  . Its a little dizzy but its a sweet smell  .
   Off course ive written before about how charged the atmosphere becomes in the grounds of a Manor house near where I live , and this year its  appeared bang on time again . Tonight its dry and crisp , but with sporadic blustery showers . There is a tangible , excitable old sense of tension in these garden grounds . I can feel a direct portal of atmosphere directly back in time to Victorian days . Its in the sound of the winter gales in the tree tops . It sounds like a distant stormy sea . If I was to walk round these gardens in the dark ( as I had to last year ) it would still feel as it did in my childhood . It still feels electric tonight . It does every January . Something is there . An elemental that appears at the turn of every year . It will never die . The nearest example of the feeling im talking about is when you see a deserted fair ground on a winters bright windy afternoon by the sea . Sorry , that's as close as I can get .
  Ive called this the Wuthering Heights time of year in the past as this place is rumoured to have been one of the inspirations behind the novel . My family has had several synchronicitys in this field . The brightening of the winter days triggers this . A tremendous energy is released . Doors will rattle and knock . Water will play up ect . Its a yearly cycle too as looking back at my entries last year will reveal . I may go back and tag such posts . It would be interesting ...

Bravo !

I truly thought I had been on the end of every water based problem known to man until just now . I just popped down the road for 10 minutes . On returning I find ive left the kettle boiling on the Aga . The steady flow of steam from the spout had loosened a Christmas card on the wall over head and it had dropped onto the Aga surface which is hot . I caught it smouldering as I came in . Water trying to cause a fire . Ive seen it all , really !!! If I had a camera I would have posted a photo . Bizarre indeed .
    This kind of incident makes me nervous . Its a classic example of how " shit happens " . Its a freak occurrence . You cant prepare for things like this . You cant fight them . They never used to happen which is why they are happening today . Simple . I shall be vigilant now , for a while anyway.

A startling discovery

I found myself reading a book yesterday about the history of a valley near where I live called Grizedale . It was once a thriving place in the 1800's , but gradually people left over time and its now virtually uninhabited  . This book is a record of stories and the characters who used to live there .
     One thing which really alarmed me as I read , was how many disasters unexpected and tragic happened back then ( as you may expect due to mining or the building of the Settle to Carlisle railway  ) . Life was hard and dangerous .One story told of a freak accident involving a boy falling off a horse and cart and dying . A sad story , but what shook me really was that today where I live such equivalent tragedy's are still happening , and are just as unexpected or unforeseen  .
     For example in the Grizedale  the valley a young girl was trampled by her horse and died in a freak accident just two years ago . Really heart wrenching stuff . I remember it well . Other untimely tragedy's have happened in my valley too , but the details are not important to my point I'm about to make. Im not making a suggestion of anything spooky going on here , just the fact that tragedies continue to occur despite our modern precautions , wisdom and awareness . NOTHING can stop them , nothing ever has ! To see similar circumstances several generations ago has rattled me . Times have not changed . There might be a saviour to rescue you in the next world , who knows ? But in this one I think its quite obvious there is none , really . Harsh ? History says otherwise !

Strange lyrics

Here are some bizarre song lyrics from a Centre Parks holiday commercial I saw on T.V today  . I have no idea who sings the song .

" I had so many moon friends , but then the sun came crashing in .
  Nothing but epiphanies  , and nothing but possibilities....  "    

I HAVE A GROWING SENSE THIS IS A PREDICTION !

The Heck Do I Know?: I guess even my car wants to get into the "poking ...

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