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Meghan Markle: Tim Burton Character

June Sarpong’s discussion point on Sky News’s The Pledge this week was Meghan Markle: claiming the British media are negative towards her, and that it’s mainly because of race. If I criticise either it will be put down to race.

June Sarpong So Wrong

The main thing I don’t like about June Sarpong now is that a couple of weeks ago she laughingly admitted to claiming she was still vegan to get a big money media assignment – admitting fake news lying journalism with no hint of shame.

The second thing is that she always goes on about race; not the colour of her skin for me, although that is her big issue.

Now though, after fighting Multicultural Fascism for twenty years, and the terrorism and grooming that have benefitted from it, and that I’ve seen and experienced in Leeds, I wouldn’t want a relationship with her.

The things I like about her is that she can be moderate, such as admitting the grooming epidemic did have a racial factor, and supporting Joe Root in the cricket homophobia row. Before I saw her on The Pledge I saw her on Investigation X; a series that included investigating UFOs at Area 51, my current main interest at fmpoetry.wordpress.com, that they concluded were human technology; so respect she was been a good investigative journalist in the past.

Meghan Markle: Bad Role Model

Watching the Meghan Markle show as I think she wants to be seen, I think she wants to be seen as a Tim Burton tragic fairytale; that’s what she reminds me of anyway. I just saw that what I must have most been thinking of, The Corpse Bride, has one of its main taglines: ‘Marriage as a vehicle to wealth and a higher social status.’

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I think Meghan sees herself, and wants to be seen, as the heroine of the film, who from what I remember of it, beats the posh blonde expected bride: Cressida and Chelsy?

I don’t know about Chelsy, but Cressida seems a much better role model for women, putting her career first: before becoming a princess with all that wealth.

Meghan the Merciless

Meghan seems more of an advert for ruthless women; the kind of career women you see on The Apprentice, bitching and backstabbing their fellow contestants (including other women) for a few dollars more.

She also hasn’t criticised Prince Andrew at all, happily sharing a balcony with him above the common people, despite allegations by her fellow American young women – the main one was blonde, so maybe she doesn’t count!?

Didn’t Like Diana: Attempted Murderer?

For those who want to put my criticisms down to race or anti-Americanism, I didn’t like Diana either. I watched a documentary about her step-mother Raine recently, and wasn’t surprised to see Diana’d pushed Raine down a stairs, badly injuring her, after being horrible to her for years; which could be seen as attempted murder!?

Diana was treated badly, and did some good work for charity, as Harry and Meghan do, but it is expected of them, and they are well rewarded for it.

As I’ve said about the Queen, she has been a great one and person, but can never be as good as a poor person leading the same moral and virtuous life, while struggling with financial and social problems too; I’m not one of them!

Kate and Meghan: Angry Birds 

While I prefer Meghan’s animal welfare and environmental concerns, I think Kate seems the nicer person, or maybe it’s just that she seems the more natural and sincere, because she’s being herself, rather than an actress in another country and culture.

When I heard she’d bought a shotgun to shoot birds for the first time recently I thought it was probably to get back at Meghan, or feeling that she was being pressured by her, after reports of them arguing surfaced.

I think that’s the kind of detrimental effect someone being too pushy can have, and why I try to keep my campaigning moderate. There was a pushy American character in a meal-ticket relationship that seemed to parody Meghan in the latest series of Cuckoo on the BBC

When critics apparently say Meghan is no Diana, I think she does have a lot of similarities, but it’s not a compliment!

Princess Kate – no matter how much Meghan annoys you, please give up the bird-killing; it doesn’t become you!

Meal-Ticket to Mars: #hasamberheard?

My plot to reach Mars has thickened, making me feel like one of those evil geniuses everybody seems to want to be these days; often using me as part of their ego/social media-building efforts!

Amber Heard and Elon Musk

When I saw a story about Elon Musk saying how much a ticket to Mars will cost, it inspired me to write ‘If I can get closer to Amber Heard I reckon Elon will give me a free ticket!?’ on Facebook.

Trump Wall could Disrupt Musk’s SpaceX: Ivanka’s Work?

Then yesterday I saw story about the Trump wall possibly going through Musk’s SpaceX station, so I wrote with self-proclaimed genius self-parody: ‘Ivanka must have heard about my plan to use Amber Heard as a meal-ticket to Mars, with Elon bound to give me a free ticket if I can get closer to Amber. Ivanka’s got her dad to scupper my plans, desperate to keep me on this planet, in the hope that one day we’ll be together.’

Sun and I Very Happy

In reality, back in the real world (or should that be solar system), the sun and I are very happy, and had a lovely first Valentine’s Day together as a couple yesterday.

I don’t think I really want to go to Mars anyway, as it’s farther from the one I love: that great big bundle of life-creating fun, the sun.

#hasamberheard? #hopeamberhasn’theard

The reality behind the parody comedy is that some people are behaving like the above, and I’ve been trying to warn against it throughout my writing, from my first memoir and poems, through my fantasy fiction.

I did that after leaving university because they weren’t interested in it, thinking it too politically incorrect and bad for business.

Hundreds or thousands of young people have since been groomed and/or committed suicide; many of them students. Many are now the perpetrators too though.

 

 

 

Amber Heard v Space Flight, AAW Right

Please discount everything you read on this blog since February 6th last year. That evil genius Elon Musk thought I was getting too close to Amber Heard, so he rocketed me up to space, after saying he’d give me a tesla car for blogging about him. I’ve been up there ever since, and just landed back this morning. Here’s a selfie I took last week:

Photograph of the black emptiness of space, with planet Earth partly in shadow in the background. In the foreground is an open-top red convertible sports car, viewed from the front over the hood, with a mannequin in the driving seat that is wearing a white-and-black spacesuit

Parody Comedy Fake News

No, that’s just self-parody, and wishful thinking, on either choice, or what would now probably be called fake news; although the latter is usually meant to describe news that is portrayed as being real.

The lines often blur in the time-deficient, information-overload media we now have.

Amber Inspiration

The photo above is a tesla Musk rocketed up on February 6th last year, attained from Wikipedia.

I was reminded of Amber Heard by the amber weather warning. It was nice to see snow for the first time this year, although it’s hard for people travelling of course.

Heard or Space

Which would I choose if given a choice between a relationship with Amber Heard or a trip to space. In true greenYgrey style, I think it would depend on the length of time.

If it was a short relationship v short trip I’d choose space; if it was long v long I’d choose Amber.

Sorry if it’s not the answer women want!

Apologies to Amber Rudd

When I joked I wanted a relationship with Amber Heard not Amber Rudd it was mainly to make the point that I put my taste in beauty before status or wealth; to support the nice poor women I hear about killing themselves quite often. So Amber Rudd was just a representative of the ‘powerful woman or man’ who might think like that, with a similar name to my favourite super beautiful actress of the time.

I later saw Rudd had written about her husband having an affair with a younger woman, so in that case I was on Rudd’s side, and felt a little sorry about what I’d written, which had been simply for parody comedy reasons, with Rudd a powerful ‘celebrity’ politician already in the full media glare.

I don’t know if she ever read my blog post, and hope she didn’t, but it was nothing personal, and was more about the type of woman (and man) who puts status and wealth before looks and love… and especially those who try to use the former to destroy the latter… as I’ve seen in lots of movies, and I think experienced myself.

But some women think, well, if he’d prefer to go to space, he’s only got himself to blame, and they like men who’ll ‘do anything’ to get them!

AAWsome Women: it Must be February Love (mixed-up vole) in the Air 

While women like Amber Heard have been the figureheads, on my travels I’ve been privileged to see and meet many AAWsome women. There, it’s often the lower paid workers, from flyerers to waitresses who’ve brightened up the world; or pedestrians on the ground to air hostesses at altitude.

I’m not boasting of conquests there for those who think that way; it’s all been nice and ethical; as I later read about Moby experiencing in his Porcelain memoir, and wrote about it before on this site’s sister site, fmpoetry.wordpress.com.

Here’s three photos of me from my last family trip to the Scottish glens and lochs, dedicated to the AAWs who’ve brightened up my anniversary travels, from 25th to 30th!:

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I think they’re better ones of me than my selfie with sun, which I’ve used a lot more, as it has more interest, due to the golden orb that appeared (and may just be a camera light trick?):

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One day there may be space hostesses, but I unfortunately won’t be around then… unless Musk and Branson get their act together!

 

 

I just posted a long article updating my alien space wonder wanderings on this site’s sister site fmpoetry, including more on the Mesopotamian Apkallu featured on this site before. Along the way I found this artist’s interpretation of how ancient humans used to gYgPOP (greenY[ellow]greyPinkyOrangePurple) before the www!:

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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).

 

Culture Clouds Civil Wars: Pestminster Battle 4 Blighty Between Old and New Waves of Groomers

I write everything here from my memory and recent prompts, and if I haven’t edited straight afterwards, correct everything from the mistakes re-entering my consciousness. Nobody else has any input. I know I’m a victim of my own self-proclaimed genius, with the right thinking the left are helping me, and vice-versa; those in my life now thinking those from the past are helping me, and vice-versa; and probably those who are religious and devilish thinking the same.

After thinking about culture clouds yesterday after blogging, obscuring the truth from humanity, this morning I could look at the sun; I think quite safely but am not sure how safe, and please don’t follow my lead on it unless sure; because it was not bright, but was visible behind lightish grey clouds, making me add to yesterday’s thoughts, that sometimes (culture) clouds can help us see things that are otherwise out of sight.

Establishment Devil Worshippers v Counter Culture Satanists

If you believe David Icke, who thinks the World (and British) Establishment is run by devil worshippers, and group Russell Brand in with the counterculture he seems to be in, who have had Sympathy for the Devil from the Rolling Stones to The Pretty Reckless, then Brand leading the Anonymice black-clothed destructors on Westminster, now dubbed Pestminster by others, seems to be a Devilish civil war.

Being an agnostic bordering on atheism I don’t believe in any of it really, looking beyond monotheism for my universal truth. Funnily enough, so do the Freemasons apparently, as they look for inspiration more to the pre-Abrahamic-monotheistic sun-worshipping Egyptians who built the pyramids.

Beyond Humanity

Looking back at my Derren Brown Fans Alert blog post from a few days ago; I don’t know if it was more because I felt something was wrong, or that I like reading my own writing, in a self-proclaimed genius kind of way, written here with self-parody; the neutron stars combining was of course the end of the greenYgrey world (admitting my spontaneous prose stream of consciousness mistake), and I should have included an image representing the Universe Big Bang before the greenYgrey world Big Bang photo representation. Here’s three to make up for it:

The greenYgrey one:

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The gYgPOP (greenYgrey PinkyOrangePurple) One:

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The Return to Humanity One:

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The above image reminded me that I once joked in a self-parody way that maybe they’d build such a statue to me one day, in one of the woods where I had my greenYgrey epiphany. I think this greenYgrey world Big Bang representation is Woodhouse Ridge in Leeds, but I also sat, hiked and ran farther along the Meanwood Valley, to the Hollies and beyond the North Circular; training for my first marathon and enjoying getting away from the city, university, civilisation and lots of people (although I knew deep down I was still one… I could pretend otherwise while running like a wolf… running from humanity psychologically… but knowing I had to return… only I would return refreshed… ready for more battles and bullshit I didn’t want!).

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Around that time (birth of greenYgreyism, starting as Greenygrey) I also submerged myself in Meanwood Beck one Christmas Day morning, which was kind of the start of my greenYgrey years looking back, but I didn’t know where it was going, or how long it would last.

More Derren Brown Recall Relevance

After looking back at that Derren Brown title blog post again I also noticed that the collage was from a travel feature on Iceland, which is of course where the greenYgrey story ended.

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In that recent blog post I had of course written that this wall looked like the sunrise or start of the greenYgrey world, so the Iceland relevance is the wrong way around, as it should have been on the end or sunset wall.

I watched J.K. Rowling (admirable inspiration for greenYgrey fiction correspondent G.G. Howling) have a similar experience last night in the Harry Potter: A History of Magic documentary. Funnily enough, the Freemasons were involved again, as it was thinking her Deathly Hallows symbol had been influenced by the Masonic emblem featured in the classic movie based on a Rudyard Kipling novel, The Man Who Would Be King; the story ironically (my irony) covered by Rupert Murdoch (new eco-warrior ocean rescue hero)’s  The Sun last week.

I’d also joked about that movie at the time (pre-birth-greenYgrey); joking I was the new Man Who Would Be King, but not of some far off country, but dear ol’ Blighty! Maybe the Establishment heard about it and took it seriously!!

As a little personal Freemasons footnote, a few weeks ago I had a few minutes left in the library before going to work, and inspired by recently seeing Dan Brown on television promoting his new book Origin I flicked through a biography about him, The Dan Brown Enigma I think, and one of first things I found deep in the book was the sun’s significance to the Freemasons, via the ancient Egyptians.

J.K. said she thought it stuck in her mind as she received news of her mother’s death at the time; and that sense of loss inspired such storylines in Harry Potter. I was also suffering loss at the time, but not an actual death, although I was having to mentally kill off a lot of my life at the time, and memories of a lot of my previous years.

They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and I think I am now; as well as colder and more psychopathic; but not to the point of killing; just enough to survive in the modern world; and part of that is not to react at all, in a Nietzsche superman kind of way, or Martial Arts control, or Christian turning the other cheek.

This memoir was published as The Guns N’ Roses Worker-Traveller, and like Marc Latham’s other books is available to buy or borrow on Amazon and some great big bookshops.

Prince William Human Overpopulation Concern: More Animals, More we Learn

Prince William voiced his concern about human overpopulation recently, and its effect on wildlife, following his father in 2011, and Sir David Attenborough, whose Blue Planet 2 is currently showing the wonders of the world, under the oceans. I agree with him, not because I don’t like humanity, but because I like animals, and think they have a right to life too, and that they are good for humanity: both for learning and mental health. There’s a lot more I could write about humanity and animals, but I don’t think this is the place really, and I’ll leave these photos from the Pantanal in Brazil in 1994 talk for themselves, following on from coati, capybara and monkey photos. I hope such sights and experiences will be available for future generations of humans, thrilling them as they thrilled me:

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Marc Latham’s books are available on Amazon.

‘Beyond Humanity’ Third Dimension of a Trilogy Third Book Subtitle: Space 3 One Too (1-2)

In recent blog posts I’ve written that the ‘Beyond Humanity’ subtitle to XaW Files, my seventh published book, and third of the new self-proclaimed genius (self-parody) but ignored by British society and hence the world (not parody: a la Turing and Tesla being largely ignored in their lives [double link to my previous blog about my genius on the greeenYgrey3 blog, and current Tesla car company CEO and recent blog post star Elon Musk in one sentence!] ) concept of fantasy travelling by web maps and information, inspired by my world travels over thirty years, had a social side (beyond modern history culture) and personal side (me beyond politics and monotonous bickering, tit-for-tat political decisions by each government keeping the status quo rather than progressing society).

3rd Dimension of a Trilogy 3rd Book Subtitle

The third side of the trilogy subtitle is that of the cover star, the sun, and the protagonist, the greenYgrey, which are both beyond humanity in space.

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The greenYgrey exited into space in the last episode of XaW Files, which also contained this very a-musing piece of philosophy, that as I remember entered my mind late in the day, rather than at a time of coffilosophy (like now!), after hearing of the I.S. destruction of old pagan temples such as Palmyra, and the beheading of a local who tried to defend them, as well as the genocide of the Yazidis:

‘I.S. destroys humans and their temples because they only have human powers themselves. They will never reach the sun and moon, and other stars and planets, which are the only constructions that really matter to life on Earth, and our planet itself. The universe began billions of years before their sect, and life on Earth millions; and they will live for millions and billions of years afterwards too. The sun and moon will always rise and set, and the stars will always sparkle at night.’

I.S. seemed in the ascendency then, but have since crumbled in Iraq and much of Syria, although others like them are still a threat in the region and elsewhere in the world.

The sun is not totally beyond humanity, as we can see and study it, and we’re supposed to be sending a probe to the sun’s outer corona next year.

Digital model of a spacecraft with a bus attached to a larger Sun-shield. Two small solar panels are attached to the side of the bus, along with four rear-facing antennas.

However, the sun’s beyond our control or destruction, unlike our planet. That fact seems to anger some humans: those who think humanity should be all powerful; often those who think they are God’s chosen creation, creating God’s image in their own, replacing the sun and other deities.

Humanity Fights for Locality, not God or Existence

I don’t know if the sun has any spirituality, but I do know it’s our star, creating life on Earth, which orbits it, and it is more visible in space than our planet, which is itself beautiful; our planet in space is more colourful than the sun, but not as important, maybe like a ring compared to a watch.

The trilogy of our place in the known universe is even bigger and better than my greenYgrey one (self-parody!):

  1. We are in a solar system, one planet circling our star:

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2. Our sun is one of billions in the Milky Way (named by us! Chocolate named after it!!):

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3. The Milky Way is one galaxy of billions in the known universe:

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While holy fighters such as I.S. and the Taliban think they are dying for some great cause that is much bigger than themselves or humanity, or at least 72 virgins in paradise, in reality they are usually just evidence of the human brain shrunk to its minimum philosophical thinking level by brainwashing.

While that could be said to be true of most societies and cultures, and ideological indoctrination, most have more freedom of information and choice; with Islamist brainwashing starting straight away with their superiority asserted through bestselling in their cultures atrocity videos; and therefore opportunity for the human brain to develop, analyse and choose.

British Society and Culture

Admittedly, the choice for most people is limited, and most choose their local ideology, either because they believe in it, or it’s the easiest way to live. I’m not against locality or the military, just against brainwashing and mindlessness. While in my youth I looked for a utopia, in my middle-age I’m just trying to avoid dystopia.

I don’t know if that’s just the normal way it works, and the country doesn’t look as bad to youth as it does to me, or better or worse than the country did to me when I was a youth!? Ironically, youth are said to be the ones wanting more openness and immigration, but they seem the ones most at risk, from grooming and gang violence; as well as losing their country and environment.

Or is it that more of the youth don’t feel that risk, because they feel out of harm’s way in the more politically active higher classes; or they are willing to take that risk, because they feel the positives outweigh the negatives: freedom over safety, drugs over domesticity.

The difference in ages probably is a factor, with youth having more energy, and desire to move and wander, while older people are more settled and defensive of their property. I remember being the former and not really understanding the latter, but now I’m older and feel in the greenYgrey middle I think I’m perfectly positioned to know it all!

Kazuo Ishiguro Nobel Prize Literature Mistake Agreement Parody

Kazuo Ishiguro won the Nobel Prize for Literature yesterday, and humbly said he thought it was a mistake.
I thought it was a mistake too, as I was sure it was my year!

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Self-Parody Explanation

I thought about including this explanation before, or a self-parody warning, but thought I’d tell the joke first, as it would otherwise spoil it. I didn’t really think I was in with a chance of winning it… but do think I’m capable of deserving it, even if I don’t now.

I made that point in XaW Files (8:15), when adding to Richard Flanagan’s thoughts on how writing empties you in an Imagine documentary, after he’d won the Man Booker Prize; he’d said there was no why, there just was:

Moreover, I have also felt the same as Flanagan: that each book written and published, or even poem or philosophical thought, diminishes you.
With the benefit of time, I think the reason I think that is that the writer is sharing themselves with the world, so that their thoughts and experiences are not all theirs anymore; your mind life is scattered all over the pages and world. This can be good and bad for your psyche and soul, hypothetically, releasing negativity and sharing positivity.
Our books from life experience are also material evidence of time elapsed. We can write a limited amount from personal experience in our finite time. Each book tells the story of a part of our lives that has passed. It has been lived and written.
In childhood and youth we look forward, with our minds and lives to fill with experiences, knowledge and memories. Writing about them is evidence that some have been found and achieved. However, it also shows that your life is not as full as it once was. You have already lived some of your life, and the hard evidence is on your written page; unavoidable evidence that your time in this life has diminished.’

Funnily enough, a quote featured in the FundsForWriters newsletter this week has a similar theme:
Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us.
~American Tibetan Buddhist nun and teacher Pema Chödrön

Parody and Satire Critical Theory High Cost Writing

I think critical writing can be the most costly, and especially self-analysis, self-parody and self-satire; as I try to do, in part so I think I am justified in criticising, parodying and satirising others.

I thought about writing freely that I thought there was a second mistake when they said Kazuo Ishiguro is an Englishman, but now only write it as an example of how I think it is beyond the political correctness line.

Japanese and Jewish (I’m not Either! – self-parody exclamation!!)

As the U.K. left make the ‘racist’ mistake of thinking they can say what they want about Jewish people (not that I’m Jewish!) because they are stereotypically whitish and westernish, the Japanese might seem similarly open to ‘free’ parody, but I know differently.

I know that my parody probably makes it even more unlikely that I won’t win any awards, or get a big publishing deal, but I continue to do it, because it’s what I want to write, and would rather write freely and poorly than censored and richly.

Mainly because I just wanted to, but also to show that I’m not bitter or jealous, except for self-parody comedy reasons seen above, I’ve started reading Ishiguro’s The Buried Giant book. It’s not his most famous work, but it was available, and sounds interesting with a British pagan history timeframe, and a protagonist called Axl (Axl Rose being the lead singer of Guns N’ Roses, the band I named my first book after!).

The Guns N’ Roses Worker-Traveller, XaW Files: Beyond Humanity and my other great coffilosophical (not the first coffilosopher, but the first to name myself such, as far as I know) books are available on Amazon:

 

At Home in Athens at End of Epic Hitch-hike in 1987

We made it to Athens, and my fellow hitch-hiker who was going home, made me feel welcome. He was a cool guy, the kind who’s popular in youth, carefree and conniving, like a young Russell Brand.

Looking back at him with middle-aged eyes and brain, he looks a bit of a user, avoiding national service and living off his parents and friends. I don’t know if he was really on POAK’s books as a footballer, or if they dismissed him because of his long hair and earring. I can’t remember if any of his friends or family confirmed his story or not; and they’d probably have heard it from him anyway. I guess he did play for them, but maybe he just didn’t make it, and his hair and earring was a better reason to give for his image?

I went along with him because I was getting something out of it too. If he’d just been asking for money all the time, and not doing anything for me, I’d have gone my own way; as I’d do with some fellow worker-travellers on Crete, and other people later in life; such as those who tried to claim credit for my writing!

Anyway, I’m probably trying to analyse it too much, due to my time and training in university, and writing career, and the grooming epidemic in U.K./Europe.

You readers would probably prefer to see it as a nice friendship between two people from different countries, thrown together by fate in a magical hitch-hiking ride covering most of Greece by a driver from another country, as one hitch-hiker returned home, and the other finished his over month-long mostly hitch-hiking and sleeping rough inaugural travel journey around Europe.

Here’s the next day’s diary, as it was in all its youthful innocence back in 1987:

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