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Blondie’s New York

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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!

Iceland Mountain Queen Surreal Photo Evidence?

Dedicated to the Grid and Walk-On Girls: always Formula 1 podium placers and Darts 180 bullseyes, and welcome at AAW (Adult Angelic Waifs).

I meant to write ‘bye ‘bye to Borgarnes in this blogpost, but looks like it’s turned into a goodbye Grid Girls instead!

I only became aware… (not a-were… that happened a long time ago…
and I’ve never looked back…
was looking for a pack…
until I found a greenYgrey rucksack!)… sorry for that mistYmuse poetic interlude, I was trying to write that I only found out about the Lady of the Mountain of Icelandic folklore this week.

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I didn’t know about the Lady when I fell in love with Mount Hafnarfjall, between Reykjavik and Borgarnes, after spending the day with it; and was thinking that the reflective silhouette and wispy cloud shown in my photos could be interpreted as traditionally feminine features in a totally lovely way, complementing the hard as rock foundation, which is needed for all women apart from those who live sheltered lives – such as shown in The Grandmaster movie.

Maybe she was happy with me because I took a photo of her raven companion in the sunny glow of east Reykjavik, which I just noticed was the last photo before seeing what I think are Northern Lights ribbons near a rainbow:

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I just read the info on the above linked Mount Hafnarfjall site, and saw that most of the mountain is basalt, but the crag, which I guess is the one I thought looked like a shark or cetacean’s dorsal fin, is made of granofyr, which has a bit of a greenYgrey resemblance ring to it (gr-n–yr)! Here’s a last collection of photos showing AAWsome Hafnarfjall:

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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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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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Stonehenge gYgPOP

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!

Jesus’s 666 Connection to the Sun; Christmas Day Wordplay Coincidence Fun

Looking at Jesus’s lexical relationship with the sun from Jesus’s name point of view, rather than from the sun’s; with looking at things differently par for the course in greenYgreyology POPilosophy, inspired by previous books such as Alice in Wonderland, or Jesus himself, or Buddha and Socrates before him; rather than the sun’s, Jesus has two-third’s the sun’s letters, the SU, but not the N, or 0.666666667.

It’s ironic that there should be so many 6s in this equation, with a couple of number of the beasts in there, remembering Iron Maiden, but it should be remembered that Jesus was indeed a very good man, and that the sun is the main provider of life on the planet, so this is just a lexical coincidence, and nothing evil, showing how you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and how some concepts or forms that have positive or negative connotations in some cultures and thinking can mean totally different things in others.

You can judge Xaw Files: Beyond Humanity by its cover, because it is a star-quality Christ-like sacrifice environmental nature solar-celebrating last of a terrific trilogy innovative comedy wordplay to a new concept of fantasy travelling by Google Maps Eurotrek book:

Happy Solstice, Nature Beyond

Happy Solstice to everybody, with today marking midwinter, the shortest day, with least light and most darkness, because of the way our planet Earth tilts as it travels around our star, which we call the sun. It’s a cloudy day here, with no sun, which looking on the positive side, shows that nature is above and beyond humanity, doing what it wants when it wants, and that we have to adapt our lives to it, rather than the other way around.

It was mainly a celebration because it marked the winter being half over. In the greenYgrey world it is also known as the MIST (Midwinter/Most Ideal Sunrise Time); nature has had the last laugh today, as it is weatherly misty rather than acronymly MISTy, and looking on the bright side of mist, I chuckle along with it.

Sorry if you made a special effort, and wanted sunshine, which is one reason why I don’t make a big deal about it; because I know by now that nature is a law unto itself. There have been many wonderful sunrises and sunsets this winter, and I’ve enjoyed seeing them, and other people’s photos of them online and on television. They’ve all been POP (PinkyOrangePurple) rather than rare red (now known in the gYgPOP twilight vocabulary as rared – a new self-proclaimed genius wordplay word to mark the occasion!).

Responsible Leader not Mindless Follower

Some double-negatives consider me a follower of others, while others think I’m trying to start a cult; maybe some double-negatives doubly-negatively think I’m both.

In fact I’m neither, or a little of each, but no more than any other blogger, or doctor of philosophy ones anyway! My attitude to solstices and other events such as today is proof of that… to me anyway, as I know how I thought, and what I did.

After visiting Avebury and Stonehenge on the winter solstice in the early years of the Greenygrey I saw the opportunity for creating interest, with lots of crowds, and growing each year.

So I could have become a regular, hoping for ‘celebrity’ status, but haven’t been to one on a notable day such as this since.

I thought that although stone circles and other historic structures are amazing, and worth visiting, they are only humanity’s instruments to measure and worship the real deal: nature and the universe.

I am not The Cult; or referencing them for any Cultists

I re-watched The Sky at Night yesterday, and saw/remembered they’d named the new-found aurora light Steve. It has been found since the greenYgrey joined the PinkyOrangePurple in the sky, so I could claim it as the miracle child of gYgPOP, especially as it’s been announced at this special time of miracle birth.

However, I will leave it to the scientific explanation that it’s been there for a while but has only just been noticed because people are taking more photos.

I will just add that I call it Stevie as well, for all the females out there; especially named after Stevie Nicks of Fleetwood Mac and solo artist fame. Here’s some screenshots from the show of Steve/Stevie, which could be interpreted as gYgPOP miracle birth baby photos:

Result of Jesus Wordplay: Je Suis = 100% Sun = 40%

The BBC (David Icke’s devil-worshipping paedophiles?) announced more religion and a broader scope from now on this morning, which judging from the last twenty years of Multicultural Fascism means much more Islam; it’s a numbers game you see, and now that there are a higher percentage of Muslims after twenty years of pandering to their religion and their high birth rate, despite their prophet marrying a 6-year-old and consummating it when she was 9, the BBC will have the excuse to escalate the Islamisation of dear ol’ Blighty even more.

That’s why I will never like or support Islam. I can tolerate a benign Islam, as religion was all becoming benign in Blighty until Tony Blair stirred things up with his religious focus in the New Labour years.

If we’re going to have more religion on the BBC, which means almost certainly more Islam, I think the ‘prophet’s’ personal life should be included all the time, to give it context, rather than leave it as it usually is now: some kind of benign mystical benevolent new revolutionary charity!

Jesus was a Good Historical Figure and Example

There are a lot of people in my demographic who rebel against Jesus, some even going over to the other side: the counterculture kind of devil worship. I think that’s mostly rebellion against hypocritical institutions; Australia has just reported on years of abuse by the (mostly Catholic) Church, schools and sports teams, and Blighty is supposed to be doing the same, justifying my and others like me’s rebellion in the 1980s, although it just seems to be being replaced by a foreign (Islam) version now for another generation; but there are some who may cross over into the traditional stereotype of older establishment Icke-criticising devil worship (seems to be more of it in ‘heavy metal’ now).

I liked Jesus as a rebellious anti-materialist carer, but don’t think he was as special as Christians make out; I think he was just a special person in his time and place, like many people throughout history, all over the world. If the Romans hadn’t brought Christianity back to Europe then Jesus would probably just have been a local hero. Ironically, the Romans went downhill after adopting Christianity, with their empire ending soon after. The same as Egypt when Islam took over from the original monotheist god: the sun.

Not that I think religion should be judged on military success. Sun worship didn’t save the native Americans when the Europeans arrived.

Title Explained: greenYgrey-style Wordplay

There are some people who still think I’m too chavimbo (chav himbo-bimbo) to be the wordplay genius who wrote Werewolf of Oz and XaW Files in a decade-long greenYgrey concept after becoming a doctor of philosophy, and who ran multiple marathons after travelling around the world on a shoestring.

I would list my many flaws, but think I’ll let the double-negatives do some work for themselves, although I have previously written in the mental health genre; it’s not easy being greenygrey!

I liked the Jesus story (when I watched The Last Temptation of Christ recently I wondered if The Pretty Reckless’s devil-worshipping Taylor Momsen was my last temptation?), and thought recently with my focus on the sky about his time on the cross.

Jesus and the Sun

Who did Jesus apparently talk to in his last time on Earth, nailed to the cross after being taunted and tortured by humanity: the sun in the sky.

Moreover, Jesus shares two of his name letters with the sun: the s and u. The 40% of the title. They are in the right order too, and with room at the end for an N to complete sun, instead of the second s.

That would make the name Jesun, sounding like the French Je suis: I am; I sun. However, Je Suis is also Jesus with an extra I: the anagram I Jesus.

Jesus’s Biblical end, on the cross with the sun, could be interpreted as being represented by the Ancient Egyptian Ankh symbol/hieroglyph, which preceded Christ and Christianity by over a thousand years, as David Icke has pointed out similar on stage, in videos previously posted on this site.

The ankh, during the reign of Hatshepsut (1508–1458 BC), from the Royal Ontario Museum

The symbol was later used by Coptic Christians, who have suffered several attacks by Islamists in Egypt in recent times, in an attempt to wipe them out, although some moderate Muslims have supported them.

This representation reminds me of pre-Abrahamic monotheism’s ancient respect for nature, across a world that was not supposed to be connected, as seen in religious symbols from South America and the Middle-East. There were similar beliefs across the rest of the world, in what is now called Australasia.

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.

Rider on the POP (PinkyOrangePurple – paraphrasing Doors’ Riders of the Storm) Horizon

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.

Y-I North-East Comedy Spark

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).