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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).

 

Australian Snowy Mountains Fiction Followed Fact: My 1 Skiing Day

I’ve only skied one day in my life, and that was in Australia. I don’t think I even knew there was skiing in Australia until I went there, and maybe not even until the weekend was suggested. I’d flown into Darwin, and travelled east to Townsville before heading down to Sydney, but the Snowy Mountains was the farthest south I went.

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It was suggested by others on the trip, as most of the domestic ones I went on in and after university were. But all my creative writing is mine: I revisited the area just over twenty years later through fantasy rambling by mostly Google Maps and Wikipedia; along with memories of my travels in Werewolf of Oz.

In 1989 we stayed in Jindabyne, while the Werewolf of Oz highlights included characters from the Perishers cartoon strip in the Perisher Valley, berry poetry in Berridale and a pigeon cooing story from Western Australia re-emerging in Cooma, linking back to the start of the rambling storyline.

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Jindabyne Skiing, Snowy Mountains

Getting kitted out:

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It was the end of the season there, and the ski lifts etc weren’t working, so it was a case of hiking around and up the hills/mountains:

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And then skiing/falling down, reminiscent of Eddie ‘the Eagle’:

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We also had to walk across a river at the end of the day; I led the way, knowing a shower wasn’t far away!:

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Amber ‘Must Be’ Heard Speaks… and Bobby George ‘Gone To Pot’ Sparkles

This has turned into a ‘cascade of thought’ blog post, relating to Chris Packham (honourable inspiration for greenYgrey world nature correspondent Chris Packwolf)’s description of his thought process in his Asperger’s documentary; celebrating words of female independence, when wanted, I’ve been promoting during my creative writing career over the last twelve years.

I was ready to write a blog about how the two months of time known in the greenYgrey world as MIST (Midwinter Ideal Sunrise Time – a month either side of the shortest day in the northern hemisphere) is only three days away (just reminding me of the words I related to from working-class Londoner Bobby George on Gone To Pot last night, that he only worships what he can see, natural things; Bobby was a good laugh and advert for our demographic throughout the entertaining and informative reality show trip across the U.S.A.; as they all were; the stereotype would probably have been John Fashanu being most pot-positive; reminding me that I’d written I was a Marc-tyr the other day, when afterwards I thought it should really have been Mar-c-tyr, but then I thought I knew Tyr from somewhere, thinking it was the Celtic god of light, but after I looked it up it’s more the Norse god of light, law and war; with a relationship with the wolf Fenrir, and the dog Garm, but not good ones, so not like me there!; but John Fashanu, bringing it back to Gone To Pot was the most anti), and how, as an afterthought, I’d thought it reminded me of Black Sabbath’s Children of the Sea lyrics (thought to have ecological warning meaning): ‘In the misty morning, on the edge of time’, which I thought of firstly as Dio-era Black Sabbath’s Heaven and Hell song, but the Children of the Sea song is from the Heaven and Hell album; a classic album released in the first year of my rock/metal era, 1980); which led me to this video of Dio playing Heaven and Hell after leaving Sabbath and going solo on YouTube, which has a great greenYgrey lightshow and picturesque POP (PinkyOrangePurple) backdrop:

Ironically, long after I thought of Black Sabbath’s Children of the Sea having MISTy lyrics, looking up Tyr I saw that Black Sabbath had an album called that, and that it was loosely a Norse mythology concept album, which I remember now. It was after the Dio age, which followed the classic Ozzy era, and wasn’t very successful.

Talking of my demographic, and Ozzy, I remembered reading Ozzy’s last words at the end of the Black Sabbath’s last concert to his bandmates were something like ‘Now F**k Off!’ That’s the kind of self-parody humour the upper classes don’t seem to get, always trying to be ‘nice’, and trying to ban through Multicultural Fascism one-way political correctness.

Amber Must Be Heard… and Seen

Although I loved Amber Heard’s new greenYgrey photo MIST; oops, most; I also liked a lot of her wise words in an interview on MSN news: ‘”I always tend to do things truthfully and do the right thing. All I strive for in life is never get the temptation to try to be popular, liked, accepted. It’s never anywhere equal to the desire I have to live my life truthfully and with dignity and with pride,” Heard tells GQ Australia. “I wouldn’t be able to do that if I wasn’t living honestly, so it was never tempting to me to live another way.”

I hope she likes these words and the quite clever, in a self-proclaimed genius self-parody kind of way, wordplay with her surname and the gist of her interview, Amber ‘Must Be’ Heard blog post title.

Like Taylor Swift’s portrayal of her mind in the Look What You Made Me Do song, Wikipedia says Heard is an atheist inspired by the books of Ayn Rand: ‘obsessed with her ideals. All I’ve ever needed is myself”.

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I’ve also tried to be honest with this blog and the greenygrey; and true to my ‘art’, such as writing this blog completely, rather than commercially, without adverts or cost; trying to write the truth as I see it, rather than catering to the trendy, either on the right or left extremes, even though I think one of them would provide more sales and popularity, as at the moment I seem unpopular with both in an increasingly bipolar western world!

For example, I found out that Tyr is being used by Scandinavian nationalist movements just now on Wikipedia, and while I agree with their efforts to control mass immigration, I still included a good review of John Fashanu in Gone To Pot, because that’s what I thought.

I also liked the counterculture style communities they visited in GTP, but I also like northern Europe being a home for its native people, as I do for other natives and their continents and lands. I didn’t agree with colonisation, and I don’t agree with the colonisation of Europe.

Amber Heard Replaces Holly Valance (Candy)

Oz seems to have found a near identical AAWsome replacement for Holly Valance, star of Werewolf of Oz, and GQ magazine has shown its gratitude by making Amber Heard woman-of-the-year… and providing a POPtastic podium for her to speak… well pinky-purple anyway:

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I would write that I think my XaW Files: Beyond Humanity is relevant for the Ayn Rand reader, but don’t think Amber’s Heard about it, but I think that’d be one name wordplay too far, so I’ll move Taylor Swiftly along…

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.”’

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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!

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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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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.

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