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Amber Heard goes Green as Rachel Riley Red in AAW Remembrance Day Special

It seems I owe Amber Heard an apology, as cool electric car man Elon Musk has nicely and intelligently said that it was mostly Amber Heard that had broken off their relationship; not him because she had been manipulative, as reported in the media when they split. Amber has thus gone green in AAW (Adult Angelic Waifs). Maybe her problem is that she has dated richer men, and needs a poorer one?

Royal Princesses and Rachel Riley 

While I recently said I preferred pink to red in light (pun intended) of twilight colours; it was also reported today on MSN News that it’s Princess Kate (British royal family reality and greenYgrey world fantasy) and her daughter Charlotte’s favourite colour; red is a great colour for women’s fashion.

Rachel Riley looked ravishing in red last night, and at a charity do too, although the venue has hellish connotations if you believe in monotheism, which I don’t of course, with their traditional red kit representing Manchester United’s nickname of the Red Devils. I believe Rachel Riley is angelic enough to ward off any evil spirits!

Scorpions In Trance Update

I was listening to The Scorpions In Trance album on YouTube as I read the above stories on MSN this morning funnily enough, reminding me that I’d read a Scorpions article on Classic Rock that provides an update to their controversial album covers story that I featured in XaW Files: Beyond Humanity.

At the time, the Wikipedia information seemed to blame the record company, so that’s what I used, but now it seems that it was more Uli Jon Roth’s idea than the record company, so apologies to them. From Classic Rock:

‘As the owner of said guitar, Roth subsequently expressed his shame at the photograph – though Schenker says it was Roth who actually suggested it.
“It was his idea,” says an unrepentant Schenker. “It was a great sleeve for us. It’s sexy, it’s mystical and above all it’s not brutal.”’

The greenYgrey of In Trance

Moreover, Schenker’s In Trance song meaning also sounds like my time writing the greenYgrey, and becoming a Nietzsche superman, Buddhist enlightened: “It’s about trying to get into the middle of life – not the extreme left or right,” he explains. “You can get stuck in a rut, doing things you don’t like, over and over again. It had to do with drinking, maybe.”

I still love drinking, and especially golden ales, which doesn’t have anything to do with my taste in women; that’s just a coincidence. The woman on the In Trance cover is also a classic rock model of an AAW: one that will always keep me in trance… although I had to escape that music scene… back to the safety of classic rock!

The In Trance of greenYgrey

Alternative cover

While I clarified before that the celebrities are the ones I meant and referred to in my greenYgrey writing there was a Rachel Rachel Riley lookalike, and Elle McPherson soundalike waify version from my time in trance; as well as a Kate or two from my previous pre-uni life, when there was a woman who could have been an inspiration for my lucid dreaming, but wasn’t; and one who ran and ate healthy long before me.

I write the above in warm thanks, hoping to please them if they read it. I don’t expect anything in return, and clarified that it was the celebrities in question because I didn’t want other women seeking AAW status, and being disappointed if I didn’t give it. It became a pressure and anxiety that affected me, and I’m not that socially comfortable anyway.

AAW will aawlways live on, as it has been written, and hopefully there will be many more generations of women who like to look good, and that will have the freedom to do so. I’m getting a bit old to be appreciating it in public now, so please don’t expect the extra-aaw-dinary… except in my writing!

If feminists think I’m being exploitative, well, here’s a topless one of me from Oz in 1989:

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Danish Dynamite Alright on the Night

I’m old enough to remember when Denmark shocked the football world in 1992 to win the European Championships after only qualifying because Yugoslavia was at war, and couldn’t take part. I visited Copenhagen in 1995, travelling down to the Viking Museum in Roskilde, staying with a traveller I’d met in Rio de Janeiro. I also spent a comfortable (almost hygge: trendy Danish concept for cosy; adding a little parody comedy to my Scandi sychophancy!) night in beautiful Copenhagen airport returning from heavenly Helsinki last year. I’ll try and bring you some Danish dynamite photos soon.

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Denmark was of course the setting for Beowulf, with the protagonist joining the greenYgrey ramblers there into Sweden, but not as far as Iceland; those three Scandinavian countries have now qualified for the 2018 World Cup.

To celebrate Denmark qualifying for the World Cup here’s some football photos from Rio of Copacabana Beach, where I played just after Brazil won the 1994 World Cup, and the Maracanã Stadium; followed by a Danish episode of XaW Files: Beyond Humanity:

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Love Reunion

This episode sees part of the greenYgrey protagonist reunited with anagram star Love the mixed-up vole’s one-parent offspring, supporting such parents, without recommending it, and a classic story from Beowulf of him fighting a dragon adapted to modern Copenhagen through a theme park rollercoaster story.

There’s some great gYgPOPing (greenYgrey PinkyOrangePurple) images on the Wikipedia page:

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‘Gee, it’s great to see you again, Lovus and Lovulus, and you too g,’ I said.

Back together as greenY, we democratically elected to tell that story from the point of view of my reenY rather than my g. In fact, it was a unanimous decision, as my g liked the way my reenY had followed the voles by throwing in a Gee at the start of their reunion exclamation; I used the plural their before reunion counting reenY as five separate letters rather than one word.

Tivoli Titanic Beowulf Battle

I was just about to ask Lovus and Lovulus where they’d been, when there was an almighty sound of crashing and banging behind me. I looked around, and could hardly believe my eyes.

The Bjergbanen and Dæmonen rollercoasters were locked in a titanic tussle, wrapped around each other like a boa and python fighting to the death. I looked at the others, wondering what was going on. Chris looked as puzzled as me, and Be was still nowhere to be seen. Lovus and Lovulus had taken cover under the Waltzers.

The younger and more powerful Dæmonen looked to be getting on top, but then the Bjergbanen seemed to use its age and experience with a loop the loop move, locking its nightmarish nemesis in a hold that proved to be the deciding blow in a short but scintillating scrap.

Bjergbanen Brings Bodvar Biarke By Beowulf

After regrouping, I finally asked Lovus and Lovulus what they’d been doing since we parted, way back in Wurzburg. They told me they and their mother surfaced in Hamburg, and made their way north to Copenhagen. They felt right at home when they reached Tivoli.

After a day or three, Love had wanted to ramble, but they weren’t ready to leave. Love had seen they were so happy amongst all the fun exciting rides that she’d agreed to let them stay when they asked.

I was about to say it was a lovely heartwarming story when I thought I heard Chris welcoming Be behind me.

I turned around and saw it was Be, although there was something about him that looked a little different. Maybe it was because he looked like a bear.

‘Hi guys,’ said Be. ‘I know you’ll understand greenY, being a chameleon werewolf who changes appearance a lot; and I think you should do too Chris, being a naturalist who knows a thing or two about metamorphosis. I have now shapeshifted into my Swedish version of Bodvar Biarke for our journey into my Geatland home. My father was a bear, so you could call me a werebear. It wasn’t a straight shapeshift this time though, for I was the Bjergbanen fighting the Dæmonen, as my Beowulf character has to tussle with a dragon foe after Grendel and his mother. Now, my story is up to date, and I can take you to the great Geatland in peace.’

‘Thank you Bo,’ I said. ‘You still look like the same berserker to me. Welcome back into the fold, and please let me introduce you to a couple of my vole companions, Lovus and Lovulus.’

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The new acquaintances got on like a Viking funeral longship on fire. I loved seeing the young voles all confident and grown up, but that did make me miss their mother even more. I also liked Bo’s new look, and related to him even more as a werebear. He had seemed like a monotheist before, but a nice one, like the Mildly Monotheist Moby in Oz.

Thinking about it, Moby’s two middle letters spelt backwards are bo, which corresponds with Beowulf’s new old abbreviated identity. As Oz is upside down to this world, maybe they are mirror characters.

Moreover, if you combine the first two letters of the voles’ names with Bo it spells lobo, which is Spanish for wolf, and a commonly used word in the English language too.

References

The classic version of Beowulf and Grendel was written by Christians in the eighth century, but it was set in fifth-century Scandinavia, and influenced by folklore of that place and time.
Wikipedia: The standard view is that, if Beowulf himself has a ‘cognate’ character in Rolf Kraki’s story, it is Bödvar Bjarki (Bodvar Biarke), who also has a younger companion, Hjalti (Hialte) – perhaps matching the Beowulf character Wiglaf. Beowulf comes from Geatland (= Götaland) and one of Bödvar Bjarki’s elder brothers, Thorir, becomes a king of Götaland. Moreover, like Beowulf, Bödvar Bjarki arrives in Denmark from Götaland (Geatland), and upon arriving in Denmark he kills a beast that has been ravaging the Danish court for two years. The monster in Hrólf Kraki’s saga, however, is quite unlike the Grendel of Beowulf; but it does have characteristics of a more typical dragon, a creature which appears later in Beowulf. Just as Beowulf and Wiglaf slay a dragon at the end of Beowulf, Bödvar Bjarki and Hjalti help each other slay the creature in Denmark.
Proponents of this theory[who?] argue that both the names Beowulf (lit. “bee-wolf”, a kenning for “bear”) and Bjarki are associated with bears. Bodvar Bjarki is constantly associated with bears, his father actually being one.
In some of the Hrólf Kraki material, Bödvar Bjarki aids Adils in defeating Adils’ uncle Áli, in the Battle on the Ice of Lake Vänern. In Beowulf, the hero Beowulf aids Eadgils in Eadgils’ war against Onela. As far as this Swedish adventure is concerned, Beowulf and Bödvar Bjarki are one and the same. This match supports the hypothesis that the adventure with the dragon is also originally derived from the same story.
Hrólfr Kraki, Hroðulf, Rolfo, Roluo, Rolf Krage (early 6th century[1]) was a legendary Danish king who appears in both Anglo-Saxon and Scandinavian tradition. His name would in his own language (Proto-Norse) have been *Hrōþiwulfaz[2] (famous wolf).
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hr%C3%B3lfr_Kraki

Sweden ABBA-Cadabra Magic to World Cup… Despite Richard Ayoade Put Down… Interpreted by Me as Parody Comedy

After the Iceland football team has won unprecedented success during and since the writing and publishing of XaW Files: Beyond Humanity Sweden qualified for their first World Cup since 2006 last night, knocking Italy out, who will miss the World Cup for the first time since 1958, which was a couple of World Cups before I was born; born just in time for England’s 1966 World Cup win, when I was still in my birthplace of Saint Helier, Jersey.

I watched the 1990 World Cup in Asia (Thailand), 1994 one in South America (Bolivia) and 1998 one in Africa (Uganda and Kenya). Here’s a photo from La Paz, with another British guy and two Aussies:

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Robin Olsen brought back the golden age of greenYgrey goalkeeping by keeping a clean-sheet in both games, with some great saves last night:

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His great greenYgreying performance reminded me of our nature correspondent, Chris Packwolf (inspired by Chris Packham), telling the greenYgrey ramblers about three Swedish footballers in Chapter 8 of greenYgrey3:

‘I’m sorry,’ said Chris, ‘it’s just that I was researching Gothenburg on Wikipedia before breakfast, and found Gunnar Gren. He was one of the Swedish-AC Milan football forward trio known as Gre-No-Li. I was going to mention later how both names reminded me of greenygrey. Gunnar Gren has ten letters, two Gs, and Gren is all grey apart from the last letter; while I think Gre-No-Li has a nice greenygrey ring to it. Then Y’s dream and ordering granola just seemed too uncanny, even for an X Files parody.’

‘Yes, that is eerie,’ I responded, before adding, ‘which I just realised has the same amount of Es as greenygrey. Great work Chris, and thanks for reminding me that you’re not just a natural world expert.’

ABBA Age: Ayoade anti-ABBA Humour

During the New Labour Multicultural Fascism years I joked that I should go to Sweden or somewhere else in Scandinavia as a male feminist gender refugee, being filtered (fooltered) by macho male department leaders similar to Weinstein seems to be, but it seems Sweden has taken a similar path from news reports of higher rape figures and sporadic terrorism; and some of my experiences suffering abuse from non-native Swedes when I visited.

Hopefully Sweden knows what its doing, and can accommodate the problem. There are also benefits to immigration of course, such as more chance of sporting success.

I watched Richard Ayoade’s Travel Man: 48 Hours In… Stockholm this week and enjoyed it. Apart from the city’s beauty and general niceness, I liked the comedy way he asked the Swedish guide how Sweden could ever produce a musical band to compare to Norway’s (he’s half-Norwegian) A-HA, obviously leading to the response of ABBA, whereupon he mocked spitting on the floor.

I also liked and related to his closing joke about how he could be just as difficult in any city in Europe, in response to his travel partner saying she’d prefer to return without him, but…

Marc-tyr the Martyr

Before the age of Multicultural Fascism and one-way political correctness I would have just enjoyed the humour, but now I think Would I be able to do that about ‘black’ music? Moreover, would a ‘white person’ be able to do a travel show like that (irreverent politically incorrect living in the utmost luxury) in ‘black countries’?

The foolters will probably respond that I’m jealous, but if I was doing it, I’d probably be depicted as a racist capitalist! While some of my PhD student colleagues, some with typical counterculture identities/images of being anti-capitalist (anti-Jewish) were going around the world doing conferences, even to Hawaii, I didn’t leave Britain; and have continued travelling on a shoestring and as ethically as possible during my freelance writing.

I have been living a martyrish life, while ‘cool counterculture’ people like Russell Brand and Jeremy Corbyn live in luxury, but are depicted as the new Jesus Christ figures, as those close to Bobby Sands said they formed his image during his hunger strike, copying Che Guevara, in the recent BBC documentary.

Age of ABBBA Loving Comedy

To finish celebrating Sweden’s success, here’s the XaW Files storyline that led to the last age of greenYgrey being ABBBA. Unlike Ayoade, it doesn’t contain any political incorrectness, just loving appreciation.

Bo is Beowulf, legendary dark ages hero, whose story is considered a classic work of Anglo-Saxon literature.

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I saw what Bo meant as we neared Gothenburg, time-travelling through the centuries from the beautiful wild nature when his book originated, to docking in the bright modern harbour of the twenty-first century city.

Through the centuries we passed through much sickness and warfare, but there was also laughter and play. The social and travel facilities of today were not present in the old days, but the people seemed happy enough as they were; those who were generally healthy anyway. It seems as if more experience and choice brings an ever greater need for more experiences and choices. The beauty of nature is still preserved in the city today, and more so in Gothenburg than most, but the modern metropolis has undoubtedly caused some environmental damage.

‘Welcome to Gothenburg,’ said Bo. ‘I hope you enjoyed the voyage, and like my land. However, my golden age is long gone. I followed the Ash people, and after me there was the age of Britt Ekland. Now it is the age of Agnetha Fältskog. Remembering how you remembered American states by acronyms, I remember the four ages as ABBA.’

Are Your Friend Filters Full? Or do you think they’re ‘Foolters’, Clogging Your System!

When you’re young you put up with some rubbish ‘friends’ because you want to have company, someone to go out with, and to go to good places and parties etc, to not seem a friendless loner; as they get persecuted of course, as Chris Packham described he was in his Asperger’s documentary.

Friend groups can be great, but usually decline in importance as you get older, as most of the hippy communes soon fell apart in the 1960s, as described by Adam Curtis in one of his liberal left-wing orientated documentaries.

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In Defence of the Department of Youth (Motley Crue Memories of My Youth)

As I described in my recent article about the Scottish Highlands on TravelThruHistory, I now liked the way all the people on the holiday, who were oldish, kept to their set places on the bus and dinner tables. I don’t think this is a sign of being better, just the way it is, because of age: both the physical and mental properties of humans; body, mind and spirit.

Young people are full of energy, and everything is new to them, so they are both driven by their physical properties and desire to learn about life to move about a lot; in social conditions this means they naturally feel like moving about and interacting with others, whereas older people don’t have that energy drive, or interest in others, as they’ve been there and done that.

The above is an attempt to provide a philosophical insight into why there is often generational conflict, in line with my position as a PhD graduate, and as a peer of Adam Curtis. I propose that the reason is not more physical or mental, but a combination of both. Recent science has also shown that younger people naturally like to sleep later, which has over the years been interpreted as laziness or rebellion; hopefully, such new knowledge will help humanity understand each other, across generations and other social demographics.

I’ve tried to have such conversations with some of my friend groups over the years, but they usually lower it to sex and race, which is why I had to free myself from them, and am eager to escape to my peer group now. However, hopefully you’ll be able to understand this, and interpret it correctly.

Stormy Seas – Clouds of Culture – Friend Foolters

Over the last few weeks I’ve proposed that the masses are kept ‘below the surface’ of knowledge by continuous waves of mass immigration, and the clouds of culture they bring, with the countries that are affected, such as Blighty, continually having to have the same social debates and arguments; such as race, gender and sexuality; as new cultures arrive from the ‘developing world’.

One of the reasons I gave up my friends was that I was bored with their conversations, and thought I could learn more and be more entertained from documentaries on television. If you have friends groups who you really relate to, and that are very knowledgeable and funny, you may find them more stimulating than television, and first-hand spontaneous comedy built on years of ‘local cultural knowledge’ can be better than planned, as seen on television, but overall, the most talented people can usually be seen on television.

Documentary ‘Gas Giant Gravity’ 3G Entertaining Knowledge

While I’m often critical of the ‘establishment’ and the ‘BBC‘ I am probably a product of both more than anything, as I declared recently in my gas giant gravity (3G) theory, and watching Blue Planet II and Sky at Night recently I feel like they are providing the most up to date confirmed information or scientific theories information available.

On a more sensational level, Quest’s ‘The Unexplained Files’ and ‘UFOs: The Lost Evidence’ provide the latest unconfirmed theories and evidence.

If ‘immigrants’ are watching such programmes with open minds, and learning the latest science, then it would make mass immigration look better. However, many/most seem more interested in hiding away from it, maintaining their Middle-Eastern monotheistic myths, to keep their families and communities under their manly monopoly.

If you filter that as my gender and race prejudice, then you are just like one of the foolters I cleaned out of my system, like fat from a clogged artery, to help you breathe better. Some of those foolters were university graduates, but weren’t humanities or social science students, but thought they knew everything about it.

I think I’ve learnt the latest knowledge about the above science subjects from the documentaries, but know I’m no expert in any of them; but also think that makes me quite wise, remembering that 2500 years ago in ancient Greece, Socrates said that the wisest were those who know they know little.

Marc Latham books available on Amazon.

 

Media Makes My Gas Giant Gravity: Lee Kendall Scandalous Accusation

While human social interaction can provide some ‘gravity’ to propel me forward, as I posted in my new space-social metaphor theory a few posts ago, the media is a gas giant like Jupiter or Saturn compared to the human Venus or Mars. Most of the ‘gravity’ in the media is provided by humans of course, and is always made by them.

Documentaries and Films… and News etc

While I used to watch a lot of drama, such as soaps and series, the last few years I’ve been mostly limiting myself to documentaries and films, as well as news and sport, and the odd comedy, such as Have I Got News For You and Man Down (critical greenYgreyologists might think it’s because I relate to it, and I do in some ways, but mostly I like it because it’s funny, and a good example of my demographic laughing at itself).

A recent Ben Fogle’s New Lives in the Wild featured an Iranian-heritage PhD graduate who’d left academia to live off the grid. His criticisms of the life (rivalry, competition, irrelevance etc), were kind of how I felt twelve years ago when I left, only rather than escaping to the forest, I set up the Greenygrey world online, and enjoyed the outdoors running and hiking.

Some people (anti-greenYgreyliens etc) continued to harass and persecute me if they saw me on my limited reluctant ventures into ‘civilisation’, and especially student or ‘counterculture graduates’ lands; or even in work by a manager from that locality, who thought her social group had forced me out of university, and was trying to do the same in work. I’ve heard some openly say they were trying to drive me out of the city I live in – as if I’m a dinosaur relic of Old Britain in the way of the new promised land of Multiculturalia.

They act as if they are the revolutionaries; like Russell Brand, who still enjoys media love despite supposedly trying to oust them; when it seems to have been a government policy since the 1950s, when white children were being sent abroad to be abused elsewhere in the Commonwealth, with promises of Oranges and Sunshine, the title of a book and film about how it was finally exposed by a social worker decades later, while non-white people from the Commonwealth were being enticed to Blighty with promises of a better life.

Watch What You Say and How You Say It

Another manager used to slag everybody else off, both in work and on social media, but when I asked him something in ‘his traditional accent’ he seemed to take offence, inspired by a sitcom where his ‘people’ showed their great side by laughing at themselves, like Man Down does for me and mine, and he openly boasted of ‘getting other people’ who got in his way… as well as acting like Weinstein with women.

However, although I’ve been a socialist-inspired fair-treatment student and employee, and welcome a move towards a better and fairer university and work environment, I think the political correctness can go too far. I don’t know the whole story of the England women’s team farce, with successful coach Mark Sampson having had to leave, and Lee Kendall having been accused of ‘talking in a Caribbean accent’ by Eni Aluko.

I was reminded of that watching Bear Grylls with Rob Brydon in the second episode of his new Mission series. Grylls said he’d noticed he’d started talking with a Welsh accent, and Brydon didn’t take offence. Brydon is of course an impersonator himself, most famously for doing Ronnie Corbett, who he said loved his impersonations and comedy (including about his size) about him.

I might also add that I’d also enjoyed the first episode, with Anthony Joshua. In the past I’ve exaggerated how much I like Joshua, calling him a fine figure, and a nice man; to parody how society seems to be, and bring out the prejudice in those who think they’re not; but he did come across as a very nice man, and good role model.

Marc Latham books available on Amazon.
 

 

Machu Picchu Trek Peru Photos

I went on an organised trek to Machu Picchu in Peru from Cusco in 1994, with visiting the ancient Inca capital high in the Andes top of my bucket list. Here’s some photos:

On the trek:

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Above Machu Picchu at sunrise:

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Arriving at Machu Picchu:

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My trek party. I was only one not looking at camera!:

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Other Inca sites on the trek:

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Machu Picchu:

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Marc Latham books available on Amazon.

 

Reluctantly Enlightened World Experiencer: Putting Pseudo-Alphas in Their Place, with 1994 Native Bolivian Solstice Photos

In my list of inspirations for staying out of trouble yesterday, and ignoring the baiters; Nietzsche superman, Martial Arts control and Christian turning the other cheek; I forgot Buddhist Enlightenment. For most of my travels and university life I was more into lazing and partying than learning and participating, but I usually went along with it as much as my mind would, learnt what I could and added it to my life experience.

My Life, My Mind, My Writing

Some things I chose to do myself, either learning about them from the media or other people; while other things I followed others; the good I followed didn’t expect anything in return, the bad amongst them seemed to think they were buying shares in me, like an investment banker; yes, they were mostly from the fake university and counterculture localities, epitomised by Russell Brand, who think they are so above everybody else they replace a plain and simple cash economy for a favours one, and as they are so at the top as pseudo-alphas of their pseudo communities they think every body owes them, and they owe nobody!

I did have some nice times in the Yorkshire countryside with them, and at parties they threw (I now view the parties as their  investments attempts, and saw them then as power plays), on their initiative, but that was all, and it was just stuff I’d done before all my life, and all around the world; adding to my life experiences rather than a ‘big bang’ or ‘revolution’.

I grew up in a small town with a hippy commune on its doorstep, and lots of counterculture people in the hills surrounding it; and their offspring; who’d dropped out and escaped there in the 1960s and 1970s. After getting into rock and metal in 1980, I always had one foot in the ‘town’ and one in the ‘counterculture’, until giving it up altogether around 2000.

Adding another space-life metaphor, to my ‘Event Horizon’ for that time when you’re drunk at the point of being paralytic, and want to stay there, and think you can, but the gravity drag of oblivion is too strong; or the greenYgrey world starting with a BB and ending with a supernova.

The metaphor is that I think I and most people feed off other people that inspire them; or irritate them, as negative energy can work the other way, propelling you in a different direction; as humanity has learnt to use the gravity of other planets as a kind of slingshot to propel their craft faster and farther, such as Cassini, which used Venus as a gravity assist to fuel it to the outer solar system, where it found geyser plumes on Enceladus and methane lakes on Titan.

As an aid to memory
remembering greenYgrey history
with acronymony rather than acrimony
geyser plumes on Enceledus is GPE
neighbour to general post office GPO
while methane lakes on Titan is MLT
like a moon to bacon. lettuce. tomato BLT.
(The first greenYgrey ramble remembered North America by acronym creation)

Voyager 2 also did this:

I’ve met some nice and inspiring people during the greenYgrey years, such as younger members of my demographic in work such as PS and LM, who I think need ‘Google-style work environments’ to be happy and fulfil their potential; and higher managers like S and C, or junior managers like N and K, who were nice to the end; like me and Asperger’s sufferer Chris Packham, as he said in his documentary, and I’ve hinted at before in my blog posts and of course my greenYgrey trilogy travelled mostly by Google Maps.

I thought Google opening a digital garage in the city I live in, the city of [Chilis song]) might be my ticket out, but a non-white-male similar to bullies at university who consider you racist if you don’t do what they want, and gay if you do (their homophobia) dampened the enthusiasm of a woman who’d been positive, by saying it was making fun of people and places – an example of the political correctness that only seems to work one way, and why I now largely distrust and dislike that demographic, when I was very positive towards them until Multicultural Fascism, and working with them at university and in their locality (where white people don’t usually want to go, as they face constant prejudice and persecution by some, while others from their local demographics are nice and positive, and some are even critical of the new immigrants just wanting an easy time, when they arrived in the Windrush 1950s, when the Establishment was sending white British children to be abused elsewhere in the Commonwealth – making me wonder if New Labour’s Multicultural Fascism in the 1990s was the end game of a mixing ethnicities Establishment policy started in the 1950s – maybe intended for good reasons in response to the Nazis one-race policy, but often causing and ending in sadistic child abuse no better than the Nazis, and the race tensions, conflicts and terrorism threats now).

Time for New Inspiration: such as Evo Morales

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I have tried to be a man-of-the-people, and servant to women, but I feel that now I must try to write from where I feel my head is, in the enlightened clear sky above the clouds of culture; rising above the Islamism that the Establishment is trying to introduce as the next big cloud; keeping the masses in the dark battling about whose monotheistic god is the best, while the elite hold on to their greater knowledge and truth, from a time before that, when humanity thanked the sun during the day, and studied the stars at night.

In 1994 I went to my first ‘pagan’ prehistoric site, not having got to the Stonehenge Festival, as many ‘hippies’ from my town did each year. The native Bolivians on the edge of La Paz just used plants for their solstice rituals at Tiwanaku, replacing animal sacrifices, showing a civil consideration many other religions (kosher and halal barbaric killing policies) could learn from.

I was delighted native Bolivian, Evo Morales, was elected president in 2006, twelve years after my visit, and is still in office. I would have liked to have been like that with my writing, but the British Establishment doesn’t seem as benign as the Bolivian, and/or the British people not as strong and/or intelligent! Multicultural Fascism clouded out class identity and communities, and the media call native white rights racist!!

As I remember it I heard about it from other travellers in the hotel I was staying at, and went with them, quite reluctant to get up early to catch the bus out to the site (same for the El Choro trek) for the two-hours journey west to Tiwanaku, more interested in watching the 1994 World Cup, but I would be back for the games that day. Here’s some photos:

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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.

El Choro Trek, La Paz, Bolivia, 1994 Photos

After posting a The Vikings movie recreation photo yesterday I scanned the rest of the photos from the Bolivian El Choro trek from high altitude to lush greenery and back to La Paz last night, so thought I’d create another blog post out of them here.

It was an independent trek with three other people as I remember. From La Paz we got a lift with a truck to the starting point. La Paz is the highest altitude capital in the world, and cold in the early morning in what is their winter. That’s me in the colourful blanket I still had in Africa four years later:

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The walk starts at the top of a valley. The high altitude sunlight lightened my hair in this photo:

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I fitted in with the llamas:

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The trek started down this valley, and was nearly all downhill. Note the settlements on the left, and lovely sunny weather; walking on sunshine!:

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The settlements close up:

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The scenery got greener as we descended:

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It was lush greenery at the end:

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Marc Latham’s books are available on Amazon.

Vikings Movie Reminder in Bolivian Andes above La Paz

Seeing thatched houses and huts in the Andes on the El Choro trek above La Paz, Bolivia reminded me of old European houses, such as in The Vikings movie that had been one of my favourites when young. Finding a tool in a hut I stayed in along with some other travellers on the three-days hike from 5000 metres (downhill) back down to Bolivia’s capital, after getting a lift to the starting point with a truck, inspired this movie-inspired photo in 1994:

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Marc Latham’s books are available on Amazon.