Monthly Archives: February 2018

Borgarnes Black Hole Sun Iceland Photos

Being an agnostic greenYgreyologist, I hopefully still have balance. For my writing and poetry I have to delve into the creative, which is the more mystical spiritual side of the agnostic, and probably the green of the greenYgrey. While I didn’t have any poetic inspiration in Iceland, focusing more on the image, watching a documentary about The Fall’s Mark E. Smith opened up the floodgates; after watching an old CBGBs The Dead Boys concert earlier in the week inspired my first Folding Mirror poem for a few years. I just wrote and posted the second on foldingmirrorpoetry. Today’s started off just as the introduction for my hour of creative inspiration, and I think there’ll be lots more from the rest.

The Black Hole Sun of the headline is taking artistic licence to reference the Soundgarden song, included in the Guns N’ Roses set for their current tour, since the suicide of Chris Cornell. The clouds are really dark grey, as in the greenYgrey landscape-weather original meaning.

The Sun Works in Mysterious Ways

If you spend a lot of time thinking about the sun, like I have over the last fifteen years, you can start to treat it as a living organism, as some people think it is, as Earth is Gaia: like a couple of flowers in the universal garden, or neurons in the universal mind.

After yesterday writing there was a nice sunrise because high pressure dominated, at 7.45am, 30-45 minutes before its midwinter peak, this morning at 8.30 the sun shone through a narrow band of clear sky in an otherwise dark grey cloudy sky, with spectacular crepuscular rays shining through.

The part of my brain that thinks the sun is alive and aware (a were?) interpreted it as the sun replying to yesterday’s blog post, putting me in my place, as if to say the pristine POP (PinkyOrangePurple) sunrise was its creation, not high pressure; that it can create beauty even in a cloudy sky, and that it can do it at any time of day!

North of Borgarnes Sun

On my second and last full day in Borgarnes I walked north, in the opposite direction to the day before. I probably would’ve taken the bus to Stykkisholmsbaer, but it didn’t run on Saturdays. I walked that way, before finding a path to the coast. The weather was kind to me again, with the sun in full view over coast and deep snow.

I was probably going to post these photos after some more from the Borgarfjordur beach, but this morning’s sky has put them top of the agenda:

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I also met some lovely Iceland ponies:

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Iceland Fairy Angel Elf Pixie (IFAPE) Photograph Evidence?

I’m still an agnostic secularist, bordering on atheism, and with appreciation for nature (mild non-practising [beyond perfect in a self-parody way, scoring 73 on the all new for 2018 parodymeter] neo-paganism). While I’m focusing on Iceland here at the moment, I’d just like to thank my Blighty government for its truly Great Britain plan to plant a million trees over the near future, creating a northern forest, for wildlife and humanity; fighting against flooding. I’ve just seen its been called a ‘ribbon of woodland’, reminding me of I think seeing a ribbon of Northern Lights in Reykjavik.

There was a pristine POP (PinkyOrangePurple) sunrise this morning in Blighty, due to high pressure dominating today, with the sky POPing now at about 7.45, about 30-45 minutes earlier than at the midwinter peak POPing time around December 21st.

goldenYgrandad (age not biological), Inspired by Golden Child

I remember liking Eddie Murphy’s Golden Child movie when I was young, and some of the my first poems wondered if I was special in some pagan way. I guess most people do, as fiction tries to make you relate to the protagonist.

After researching mental health, I put it down to ADHD and Bipolarity, and seeing documentaries by people like Chris Packham and Lotje Sodderland recently, think it might be mild autism/Asperger’s or brain damage! However, I don’t know for sure, and maybe I do have a special relationship with the natural world, like the shamen of traditional societies.

Bjork’s Iceland Pagan Light Returned?

As I wrote in a previous blog Cork Bjork Dork Talk post, I was surprised to see Bjork’s The Gate and Utopia videos related so much to the PinkyOrangePurple (POP) theme of XaW Files: Beyond Humanity; and that she’d started writing it at the end of 2015, drawing inspiration from her Iceland countryside, when I was finishing XaW Files in the Iceland countryside; of course unaware (un-a-were in greenYgrey parlez) of Bjork’s wandering wondering.

I’d already decided to visit Iceland when I found that out about Bjork. I’ve of course always wanted to visit, and finishing my book there provided extra drive, along with cheap EasyJet flights; which were excellent, flying there on time through a storm, and landing in quite heavy snow. It looked beautiful in the snow, but looked even more so when I returned at the end of my trip.

Remembering greenYgreyology, there is a negative to Iceland’s tourism popularity, as many locals are being priced out of housing because so many flats etc are being converted to tourist accommodation. So, sorry to those struggling to get on the housing ladder if I contribute to the ‘problem’.

Borgarnes Sun Light

As I wrote in the last couple of blogs, I set off on a Friday morning at about 10am to have a look around Borgarnes and do a little shopping at the Bonus supermarket; No Rush. A pinky sunrise creating a purply hue above the snowy mountains kept me walking across the bridge:

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The sun didn’t rise over the mountains, but when I neared the end of the Borgarfjordur icy frozen beach I was delighted to see it around a corner, both for its brightness and warmth:

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I was going to take a photo of Borgarnes shining in the sun, but a combination of the brightness and cold hands (despite two pairs of gloves, albeit old ones with some holes!) made me turn the phone camera to ‘selfie’. I saw the sun behind me, so took a photo anyway, as I was nearing the end of the beach, and felt it was an occasion worth remembering.

I couldn’t really see the screen at the time, and it was only when I returned to the warmth, after finally doing my shop, for a couple of hours before going out for four hours Northern Lights view-attempting, that I saw the golden light near my mouth.

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The rational in me says its a sunlight reflection, but after watching Bjork’s videos again, I did wonder if it was something to do with the Icelandic pagan light she featured in The Gate:

and Utopia:

I think I have seen such ‘light’, but don’t know if it’s just atmospherics, with the Icelandic air seeming very active, perhaps because of Northern Lights activity providing extra electricity – the end of the recent Lotje Sodderland documentary featured new neurological research finding the brain’s neurons process ‘light’ for their electrical impulses.

Maybe some of that light travels through the brain and body unprocessed, exiting still as ‘light’.