You know, I was sitting here all poised to watch the latest
Chinese dance video on YouTube - the one that blew me to the four quarters of
creation and continues to have a similar effect even after quite a few
watchings - when I noticed an oddity on my bank statement (it’s sitting on my
desk waiting to be balanced with my own record and things…) I had to
investigate, didn’t I? It’s some way past midnight, the Guinness Foreign Extra
mega strong stuff is going down nicely, and here I am investigating an oddity
on my bank statement.
And my last post was really
serious.
Where will it end? Oh for the days of ditties…
I know, I’ll watch the dance now. And I’ll post it here just
in case there’s anybody out there whose tastes are as far side as mine and
would like to accompany me to the four quarters of creation. (The chorus girls
are cute and doll-like, the woman in white is wild and wilful and bloody
fabulous - note how she kicks the drum with her back foot - and the music is
very Chinese and rather powerful.)
I've never had money because I've never been driven by money. I received little formal education beyond the age of sixteen, which isn't such a bad thing since you get a different angle on life that way. Learning what you want and need to learn often reveals things that the system's road keeps hidden.
Anyone interested in viewing the availablity of my novel Odyssey or novella The Gift Horse can do so here.
To Be Retained...
...until death do re-unite or the Priestess return to Avalon.
Khalil Gibran on Children.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
OMAR KAYYAM ON REGRET.
The moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on. Nor all your piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.
Herman Hess on Nobility
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self .
Free Fiction
I have another blog called A Handful of Stories on which I've posted some of my short fiction. Most of it has been published by a variety of independent small press publishers, so somebody other than me must have thought it worth reading.
All the permanent pictures and some of the posted ones on this blog are my copyright. Most of them, however, are placed with a picture library which holds the licensing rights. I don't, therefore, have the legal right to grant permission to use them.
An Inhabitant of the Hungry Ghost Realm
This character appears in one of my short stories, and also in the novel. He's sadder than he looks, poor thing.
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