How long have you been watching, knowing all the truths? Allowing the story to unfold before deciding on intervention Blacking out the sunlight so we make no foolish moves The most pleasant form of submission, freedom from intention
A curious utopia makes idle minds become soon busy Unable to trust what we cannot see and comprehend The possibilities sent our philosophies all a-dizzy Is the peace you guarantee the action of a friend?
As omnipotent overlords what purpose is your desire? To defuse our will for independence over the ages Or quiet the individual need to reach on ever higher While our intellectual enlightenment engages
Once your face revealed, the body will weep or faint Soon accepting the devil may be in the detail The pursuit of pleasure left little time for complaint And a peaceful coexistence came to prevail
The Guardian Angels and correct use of force Countered suffering, mandated and employed That gave some meaning the plebs could endorse To avert their eyes from the beckoning void
There’s still a mountain to climb And will the promise there hold true?
Step into the light I keep telling myself…
Step into the light I keep telling myself…
Step into the light I keep telling myself…
Submitted to WDYS #254 (above picture prompt). The title and first line is from Archers of Loaf’s ‘Step Into The Light’ and constitute the whole of its lyric! I haven’t added much more but it represents the dark headspace I’ve found myself in recently.
I could admire Thatcher as a woman dealing with a man’s world, but as a politician I despised her.
It’s impossible to say how things would have gone if she was never elected but I see the decline of the UK starting with her.
I appreciate that things were on the decline before that but this was visible during my lifetime and one of the reasons I was glad to leave the UK in the 90’s.
“Is it so wrong to sit on the fence?” – I constantly consider this, perhaps a reflection of my own Englishness. People who don’t sit on the fence seem to have more charisma and confidence but I find the world far more grey.
I also consider that I shouldn’t express an opinion if I am not fully aware of the facts.
Today I’m feeling:
A little dizzy and out of sorts. I was up early to get to my hospital appointment and forgot to even grab a coffee first.
As I was driving here, just over the bridge, there was a loose flock of sheep on the highway and one had been hit and killed, lying in the middle of the road.
There’s still garbage and drying mud everywhere at the sides of the roads and the vague fences that used to hold in animals are all flattened.
Health:
Physical: 6 Mental: 7
Today I’m grateful for:
Not taking too long at the hospital this morning and getting back to enjoy a couple of coffees before lunch.
The ENT doctor didn’t seem too worried and just prescribed some more meds and told me to come back in two weeks’ time.
The best thing about today was:
Finishing reading Childhood’s End and enjoying it a lot.
It got me in the mood to watch Interstellar tonight as my student Film kept raving about it. I enjoyed it too, but only really appreciated it in the last 20 minutes or so when some of the earlier parts of the movie started to make sense.
I think I will lend Film Childhood’s End to read. His English is pretty great and I think he can understand most of it and would enjoy it.
Something I learned today?
I know what my throat looks like now after having a tube camera stuck in my mouth. Apart from the mucus stuck inside, things in there look good and healthy.
Brisbane managed to get over Geelong today in a tough match, losing one of their players to injury too.
It bodes well for the Swans next week, except for a couple of things.
Today, Brisbane played at the MCG, where next week’s game will be played. They are also last year’s losing finalists, which gives them extra motivation.
Having said that, most of our team played in the losing final the year before that, so that motivation is there for us too.
Thinking about following sports is something that at least keeps me focused on the now. I understand the appeal to others of sports that I have no interest in.
Is it safe to sit on old memories? The musty heat binds spells The hint of all possibilities Returned to through dusted smells
The tales all began right here The crossroads of the village meeting Cherished moments soon disappear Disruptions thankfully fleeting
Why did these histories not repeat? They were where legends made One or two remain on this street But nothing else has stayed
Who now will push the swing, Laugh at the falling from the tree? To sit in the light the moon will bring And who will remember me?
Submitted to the above picture at this week’s No Theme Thursday which brought to mind Polvo’s Light of the Moon (hence the penultimate line). The picture makes me nostalgic for my childhood village life, where legends were absolutely made, yet not repeated by the following generations.
Today I’m feeling:
OK, though a little on edge. I guess I feel a little bad for not going to school. I don’t know why but I don’t feel like helping with cleaning up there like others are doing.
Having said that, though, I will go tomorrow and see what there is that I can help with that hopefully doesn’t involve getting dirty and I’ll go work somewhere if I can. I need to find a new quiet place to work for a while, somewhere that still has a decent coffee, though!
Health:
Physical: 7 Mental: 7
Today I’m grateful for:
There being no real damage to Amy’s ribs, which are still hurting after she slipped while cleaning last week.
Hospital gave her the all clear and some medicine, though advised that this kind of injury, bruised ribs, can take a long time to heal
The best thing about today was:
Reading a few more chapters of Childhood’s End. Awesome thought-provoking stuff and in some ways makes me think of the possible peace China is promoting around the world, at least in comparison with the West.
Could humans pick themselves up and find a Utopian ideal by themselves? Could we submit to a power that provides for all? Could we accept internal Overlords without the necessity of an external alien threat?
In my mind, this must be possible. Though not in my lifetime. What about in yours, when you are reading this?
Something I learned today?
Anchan didn’t make it in time to apply for the exam for the school she wanted, but I think it’s because she knows that she would likely fail.
I’m still willing to help if I can, but not sure how much effort she is prepared to put in. I also don’t know what else is in her mind and what she has to deal with, with her grandmother.
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