Category Archives: Popilosophy

Cosmic Rey-kjavik – Sun Return

Leaving Borgarnes on the Sunday 09.50 bus to Reykjavik, which was excellent both ways, the eastern horizon glowed a deep POP (which I remember as originally a Deep Orange [not Purple!] rather than the PinkyPurple it looks in the photo) beyond the buildings hiding the dividing line between land and sky. Was it the Northern Lights? It looked vivid and vibrant enough. However, it was the sunrise time too, so I think it was more or all that. I took a photo, but it doesn’t do the deep rich colours justice, appearing lighter than it was (I know the back of the building looks yellowy orange, but it wasn’t that!).

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Cosmic Ray Vik

I’d seen online that the Northern Lights had made a big appearance near Vik, 150 miles / 225 kilometres east of Reykjavik, so walking to the centre from the Mjodd bus station I kept observing the sun and eastern sky, with our solar system centre keeping me company through thick cloud the whole way. It seemed to be creating shapes again, kind of a pillar effect.

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Getting a little lost, I ended up south of the centre in Kopavogur, but that resulted in me seeing the southern horizon of Reykjavik for the first time, and I was impressed by its peaks there, already loving the northern and eastern ones.

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As I approached the excellent bargain Capital Inn, where I was staying, the sky under the sun seemed to be moving. Was it the Northern Lights I could see, as they happen all the time, but are largely invisible in the day. Or was it snow high in the sky? Or wishful thinking? I don’t know, but there did seem to be some activity up there, under the sun.

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The sun continued shining into the evening, when I walked down to the city for a few pints of Gull.

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Back to Borgarnes Basics: Beyond U.F.O.

After my day on the Borgarfjordur beach has contained many photos of amazing natural beauty, and perhaps some bordering on the supernatural, although they are quite common in Iceland, due to it retaining its natural beauty, and being close to the top of the world, although only its small northern island of Grimsey is within the Arctic Circle.

Borgarnes Sunshine Photos

Iceland’s weather is not dissimilar to the U.K. most of the time, with both warmed by the Gulf Stream. There was also a cold spell in Blighty while I was farther north, which had travelled down from the Arctic. In fact, the coldest temperature I saw for Iceland was -9c, while after I returned I saw the UK had been -13c. There’s supposed to be another cold spell on its way this week, but this time travelling from the east.

Here’s some photos of Borgarnes looking back from the road south to Reykjavik, and the Borgarfjordur beach, including one I was trying to take when I took a selfie, and later discovered the photo contained a U.F.O. or four!:

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The mountains to the north and east are partially visible in the above photos, and I also took more of them on their own, looking north and inland to the south-east:

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I thought I’d say ‘bye ‘bye Borgarnes again today, but have seen some photos that I think you should see, proving that even in quite extreme conditions, enduring below freezing weather and little food that day, and the preceding few days, I was still inspired to let the artist in me out, and do some impromptu ice sculpturing. I think they deserve a post of their own, so it’s back to Borgarnes tomorrow!

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.

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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:

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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’.

Is P the New G? New Chav and Toff Single… FSOL or Chas and Dave?

greenYgreyologist cultural anthropologists have been wondering for a while if P is the new G in the greenygrey world. It started when greenYgrey merged with PinkyOrangePurple at the end of XaW Files, becoming gYgPoP, with P drawing level with G at two inclusions. The growth of PoPadom has increased this year with the parodymeter becoming the best techno innovation of the century; this blog post scoring highly.

This new greenYgreyology paradigm shift theory bucks the trend of acronyms and abbreviations by expanding the P being the new G equation to Papua New Guinea. The country of that name has no other connection to the greenYgrey world. It is thought to have narrowly edged out Alpha Papa as the favoured term; a 2013 Alan Partridge film.

Future Sound of London Remixes Past

With absolute disregard for the above, Chav and Toff are releasing their second cover-version single, allaying their fans’ fears that they had split, after Toff was seen flirting with Jacob Rees-Mogg on This Morning; apologising for calling him a s*x god!

Fans of dance music might think it is Future Sound of London’s Papua New Guinea, putting two and two together from the above.

But in line with Toff’s recent behaviour we’re staying on the Chas and Dave theme with Rabbit.

All the above is parody comedy wordplay of course, using real events and culture as props. I don’t consider Toff a pest, and haven’t even seen any of her reality TV or presenting appearances.

 

Davina-Deng Combo like a DaDa Greenygrey Female Name

Two celebrity females in the news recently are Davina McCall and Wendy Deng. I thought that combining their names into a Davinadeng had a DaDa Greenygrey/greenYgrey sounding phonetic ring to it, with a ten-letter word, Ds taking the place of Gs, and two As becoming the dominant vowels over Es; although admittedly, both As are provided by Davina, and the second precedes the second D provided by Deng, so it needs a little juggling about of the letters to make it DaDa.

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Dada was an art culture passed in XaW Files: Beyond Humanity’s pop-art travel quest theme, which focused more on Marcel Duchamp’s readymades. 

This was just a little comedy wordplay, scoring about 33% on the parodymeter, and I wish both women the best in the present and future.

Happy New Year 2018: Y-Day Rebranded Y-Dawn

Warning: this blog post scores 50% on the all-new for 2018 parodymeter, meaning you have half a chance of taking it all too seriously.

Happy New Year 2018 to all greatolosolous greenYgreyliens and pluckylicious POPolutionaries. Here’s a great gYgPOP scene from the Stonehenge Tours website to wake the new year up:

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It is already more than a fortnight after Midwinter and just over a fortnight until Y-dawn (hot off the press rebranding from Y-day) on January 21st. Y-dawn is the most important date in the mistYmuse calendar, marking the end of the M.I.S.T (Midwinter Ideal Sunrise Times) period (November 21st to January 21st), and beginning of the M.U.S.E (Midwinter Until Spring Equniox) months (January 21st to March 21st).

While the Y did not bring precision balance to the greenYgrey (5-1-4 letters sequence), it did to the mistYmuse (4-1-4), which could be its creator; remembering the symmetry aimed for and achieved by the ancient Egyptians and Incas thousands of miles apart, and apparently without contact, featured previously in the animals and sun spirituality blog.

I know it won’t make a big difference to your life, but hopefully it provides a little extra support for the interested, to mentally and physically survive the four bleakest weather months in Blighty and the northern hemisphere.

As I know from my endurance running, and weights before it, it’s often good to divide training and goals into shorter periods, and I think the winter is similar. We already have many celebrations to pass the end of the year, but nothing much at the start of the year. Now, those who follow this blog do, if they so choose.

In line with my role as mistYmuse PoPPy (Perfect Pagan Prophet) prefect (with a certain amount of self-parody, about 50% on the parodymeter [another new self-proclaimed genius innovation] I’d say), I won’t be doing anything to celebrate Y-dawn, but please do have a good time without me!

Manchester City Millionaire

Thanks to Manchester City for promptly paying me the million pounds for winning the war of words with Mourinho before the derby with United last week, meaning they could win the football game as they should have done.

No, unfortunately the above is self-parody comedy, and I’ve got no connection with Manchester City. I didn’t win a war of words with Mourinho as there was none, as there was none between him and Guardiola, as the latter didn’t engage in it, after Mourinho seemed to start it.

I first started my own war of words with Mourinho at the start of last season inspired by other people trying to do the same with me (the Grandmaster ‘battle of wits’ reference that crossed over), to show how ‘one-sided’ battles happen.

If Manchester City had lost the derby, it would have provided ammunition for those who try to engage me in unwanted ‘battles of wit’ as I have done with Mourinho, but City  won the game.

Although I engaged Mourinho in this way mainly to show an example of a ‘one-sided’ battle he does seem to like that kind of management, which is an excuse for me to engage him in such a way.

Maybe that’s what people think about me, and of course they have the right to criticise me in a free democracy. And as Mourinho doesn’t think I’m worthy of responding to, as I’m not in the football profession, I don’t think those who try to engage me in a ‘battle of wits’ are worth bothering with either if they’re not in the professional media world.

As a Communications Studies PhD I probably could have earned a million in PR over the last decade, instead of writing here for you, and trying to achieve a classic work of literature…!

 

Open Toffers

The title isn’t an ‘Open Sesame’ style command, but an abbreviation of ‘Open to Toff Offers’ after Georgia ‘Toff’ Toffolo did AAW (Adult Angelic Waifs) proud in winning this year’s I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here.

I could joke that it’s all down to me popularising AAWs, and her greenYgreying in the jungle, as seen in the image below.

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However, it was all down to Toff. Although I didn’t watch any of it she reminds me of Tara Palmer-Tomkinson, who starred on an early series of the show, providing a good image of toff women, and sadly passed away recently. I don’t know if it was mentioned on the show, but hopefully Toff’s win is a little tribute to Tara.

Toff is also recently single and apparently likes older politicians, so seems an ideal candidate at 23 for romance with me; albeit at the lower end of the 21-40 goldilocks zone.

Although I think she could be about 70% right for me, and I’m about 30% right for her, I think there’s a 0.01% – 0.05% chance of it happening, and write this from a self-parody comedy angle. So please don’t take this seriously, and consider me unfortunate or unlucky if we aren’t an item in 2018!

Enlightened Writer Shares Freethinking Genius Sparks – Ancient Sun Civilisations, Scientific Study and Modern Culture

In yesterday’s spontaneous prose stream of consciousness blog I thought little of adding that the i of Blighty isn’t in the symbiotic middle, as the Y of greenYgrey isn’t, in contrast to the precision aimed for by ancient cultures such as the sun-worshipping ones in modern Egypt and Peru that had similar thoughts and architecture despite being on different sides of the Atlantic and not having any known contact with each other.

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My imprecision could be symbolic of my ADHD mind, and I would have been happy to just write that before, but now I think the double-negatives will take it the wrong way, or at least spin it negatively: that my imprecision is not an easygoing self-parody joke, or something I noticed afterwards, it’s something I tried to do but failed, proof of my ineptitude and stupidity; that I shouldn’t have been made a Phd etc; an example of white/male privilege to the non-whites/non-males, positive discrimination to the higher classes, or a Jewish conspiracy to the far-right (who don’t know that Judaism is a form of monotheism – what I’ve been criticising the most in my creative writing, because I think it causes a lot of conflicts and wars; although the ‘peaceniks’ who fight for Islam won’t believe me!).

At 8.10am the above pales into insignificance, for there is a peautiful (new word meant) POP horizon, with grey cloud made purple providing the base, below white cloud made pinky-orange. Above that, the sky is big sky blue, apart from a few small clouds made POP.

Y Spark of Grandmaster Genius (GG reminding my of the original Greenygrey)

After writing yesterday’s blog post I went for a run, and was delighted to see some sun in a mostly cloudy sky. After lunch I watched The Grandmaster for the second time, realising towards the end of the first time that I hadn’t taken it in enough.

Doing the work for the double-negatives, as I’ve often done before, to make our ‘battle of wills’ (The Grandmaster inspiration) more even, they will probably make out that it’s because it’s a Weinstein movie (seeing it was his company’s movie as well as Southpaw made me realise they’ve made some great movies, not really knowing of him until the scandal) or that I’m just watching it for the fighting/action.

In fact, I was more interested in the relationships and philosophy of Gong Er (played beautifully by Ziyi Zhang with the help of typically Chinese (Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon etc, also Ziyi Zhang I just noticed!) evocative filmography – on a par with the Nordic blonde and English rose types for my personal taste).

During the movie; one of the reasons I didn’t take the subtitled film in enough the first time is that I daydream like this; I suddenly thought that after yesterday writing in this blog that Blighty isn’t precisely in the middle of Egypt and Peru like the symbiosis those cultures aimed for in their architecture, that Iceland was much more in the middle of them than Britain, and that is of course where I ended the greenYgrey story, directed by the muse (maybe my mistYmuse, but I can’t remember off-hand if it was written between the 21sts of November and March).

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Moreover, I’d started focusing on the I of Blighty, following a stream of consciousness from the I of me, and I is of course the capital letter of Iceland! I think that’s what made me think of Iceland during the movie – first of all thinking about the I.

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The above happened at about 3.30pm, and I thought that would be it for the day, and my ruminations on the blog. However, at about 8.45pm, while watching The Secrets of Quantum Physics on the BBC for the second time I suddenly thought that the Y-I focus of the blog post sounded like the ‘why-aye’ used to enthusiastically say yes in the north-east.

I think I learnt the phrase most from The Likely Lads, only finding out recently after he’d passed away, that one of them, Rodney Bewes, was a Yorkshireman.

Moreover, the subject of the documentary, how light photons are a law unto themselves, beyond scientific control, proving Nils Bohr right above Albert Einstein, made me wonder if my post-blog thoughts had been sparked by my time in the sun on my lunch-time run: fresh enlightenment to refresh the foundation.

Had the new light particles stirred the old up, sparking new life, beyond my control or planning, sending new neural connections down into my conscious mind, like the snow scenes in The Grandmaster, where Gong Er learnt from her father by observing and learning.

I’d recently commented on an article about how biophotons work when we’re sleeping, but still didn’t know exactly what they are until watching the documentary again last night. I think there’s quite a lot available on YouTube if you can’t watch it on the BBC (only UK).