Peter's Blog

Pluto Report

2010-12-07T22:46:00.000-08:00

This is always going to be a Work in Progress, as Pluto remains well hidden, and surfaces at the appropriate time. How I write this now, or in 20 year's time, will be entirely different, based upon new Knowlege that emerges.

Pluto has been classified nowadays as a Dwarf Planet and recently was downgraded on account of it's size.That does serve a useful purpose, as I feel Pluto doesn't want us to see it coming. It will let us get along with our Live's, as if nothing is wrong, then suddenly it's felt.

In Astrology, we can consciously recognise where our Natal Planets aspect Pluto, but as individuals its easy to forget as we still have to go through the motions of living our respective live's. The theory of Pluto is always going to be different compared to how it's personally felt.

I am trying not to attach Labels to this Report, because it's personal to people. Pluto reveals the weakened structures of our live's,, and requires a therapeutic level of expression so that a person can heal. With each individual, new ways have to be found, to help us all get in touch with the power of our own Mind's, as we try to figure out what's gone wrong.

As Pluto has such a direct impact on the Mind, People can go for year's without realising something is wrong. It can lead to Physical ailments and Illness that Medical Practioners can't figure what is actually going on. They can attach a Label to particular symptoms, but fail to recognise the root causes. Pluto does have an affect on someone's Health, as the build up of pressure can be immense. Pluto makes us acknowlege the hurt and pain, so that we can heal. If we don't recognise it, it'll apply more pressure, until we eventually do.

Letting go can be hard, plus it come's into conflict with our own individual Ego. It is a Subject that Volumes could be written about.

I would say that Ego is a good thing, when it is channelled correctly. It's an expression of self, and it can't be avoided. It can be important to have an opinion about something, even if it's not agreed with by other's. It's a very delicate balancing act between playing a Martyr and Victim. An individual has a right to say NO, and be prepared to stand up for their right's in a constructive way.

Pluto can show us where the Mental Snares and Traps are located within our Mind. It'll take some work to find out where they are, even if we consciously think we are in control, we really are not. As long as Pluto take's a hold, it's in the Driver's Seat, and we're going along for the ride, until it is time for that journey to end. The journey is about regaining personal Power, but Pluto acts as the Instructor on how to communicate better with ourselves and each other. When our Live's remain in a state of imbalance, then anything can go wrong.

We exist in a World where nothing is permanent, and have to endure periods of intense Self Transformation.

There have been several experiments carried out on Elderly People, who were transported back to a particular Decade that they were familiar with. Over a period of Week's, they lived in Homes from a certain time. They used appliances that they were familiar with, and listened to Music of the Era. Within Week's, many of their Physical Ailments eased up, and they began to feel young again.

Unfortunately, we can't live in the Past, and have to keep moving forward's. As a Therapuetic example of how the Ageing Process can be reversed, it show's that the Mind is capable of adapting, but providing it is nurtured from time to time. If we don't nuture ourselves, then the Pluto affect can reach Toxic levels that prove to be harmful to our well being.

I am going to be very blunt. There's always been a Stigmatism regarding what is termed Mental Illness.It's an area we do not understand completely, nor have we scratched the surface of it The truth is we're all NUTS, as we have to live in this World where a lot of fear has been created. Yet there can be a root Medical cause created by an imbalance. I might get Male bashed for what I am about to say, but there can be far reaching Medical affects to it as well.

Human Beings live with Hormonal imbalances, as we change. For Men, who have a high Sexual Libido, can be based on an over production of Androgen. It is not known what causes this, yet that can lead to difficulty with Women, or just dealing with Life. Coping with too much Testosterone, could make anybody irritable, and make it difficult to find an appropriate outlet of expression.

Estrogen in Women can work as a protective mechanism. They have their own Hormonal imbalances to go through, but usually it take's longer for a Women to become sexually aroused, than it does a Man. Unless you explore areas of Hypersexuality, which is a Medical Condition in it's own right. This is why Pluto is so important in discovering what the Root, Cause, and Affect can be.

Some Cultures are more comfortable opening up to Sexuality than other's. When it comes to that Subject, none of us are as comfortable with some of the probing questions that Pluto can ask of ourselves. As it breaks down Taboo's, and confronts us to find new ways of - co-existing.

It can be a Battle of the Sexes at time's, only because we don't understand consciously what's going on. It's like walking into an Ambush. Pluto applies the pressure then breaks us down to find a better way of relating.. It's very easy to forget, just how much influence Pluto has over our Mind's. This Planet is a higher octave of Mercury, and represents the Higher Mind.

Another difficulty can be Homosexuality. We don't know fully that causes it. Some are openly Gay, but there are those who can feel Physically Sick, at the thought of opening up to a Woman, or for a Female to a Man. There are also those who experience great Psychological trauma about their Sexuality. Today's Society creates too many Labels, without understanding why Nature creates this co-existance.

If the Whole World turned Gay Tomorrow, that would be the end of our Species. Nature has to create a system of check's and balances. It can be equally as difficult for Gay People to establish and form relationships, as it can be for Heterosexuals. Pluto does provide Knowlege to help gain a better understanding. It is quite possible, that there is a Chemical and Hormonal Imbalance, that make's us feel different from one another. This is a very contraversial Subject, and some would view Homosexuality as an Illness, rather than a Sexual preference. If there was a Medical Cure for it tomorrow, you'd probably have Religions demanding that these Souls be Cured and saved. Pluto does pose some difficult dilemma's.

There are so many unexplored areas of the Mind. It is a personal journey, and Pluto's influence need's to be respected. It wields enormous Power not just over ourselves, but the whole of Humanity. What we don't understand, makes us become fearful. Acquiring new Knowlege and raising ourselves past the levels of ignorance and prejudice is not an easy thing to do. We all have Contaminated Thought that does limit our Consciousness. This is why Pluto will always work from behind the Scene's to create neccessary change, so that we can grow, and get past barriers.

Astrological Venus through the signs Poems

2010-01-21T08:33:00.000-08:00

Venus in Gemini

Long after they die,
many will
remember a
Venus in Gemini.

Whilst sipping a
glass of Vino,
the Man of your dreams
could be a Rudolph Valentino.

You'll just have to wait
and see,
if they turn out to be
a Sheik or Araby.

Or like Al Pacino
who could undress
Women with his eyes,
might come as a surprise.

For their minds
can work at quite a level,
and the God father himself
also played The Devil.

Venus in Gemini
communicate well,
and will have a good
story to tell.

The youthful lovers
of the Zodiac,
once you've had them
you'll want them back.

Venus in Gemini
can make your heart fly,
without knowing the reason
why.

One moment
they can make you laugh,
the next your making love
in a Bath.

Sharing tender moments
for very ocassion,
they have charm and a lot of
persuassion.

Venus in Sagittarius

Venus in Sagitarius,
can be
absolutely
hilarious.

For these people
are just not dull,
and would fly off some place
faster than a Seagull.

They like to be
wild and free,
as there's so much
to see.

Here today and perhaps
but gone tomorrow,
but the adventure wouldn't
be one of sorrow.

The Philosophy
of feeling alive,
and into love
they'll dive.

They're not
shy and inhibited
as their passion in the bedroom
is exhibited.

Being so theatrical
when making a move,
that their passion should be
displayed in the Louvre.

A masterpiece in
the making,
they're hot stuff
there's no mistaking.

Warm and friendly
whispering sweet nothing's
in your ear,
the kind you want to hear.

To take you off into
a World some place far away,
where they'll undoubtedly
have their wicked way.

Venus in Virgo

From Chicago
to Santiago,
the World could be their Oyster
for a Venus in Virgo.

They care about
well being,
and when suffering
it hurt's what they're seeing.

They are attracted
to nice aroma's,
and the Educational benefits
of Diploma's.

They adore a sensitive
touch,
that awakens their desire
so much.

Over a body
where their hands and fingers
can roam,
sensing a welcoming home.

Warm Summer nights
in Key Largo,
could ignite a fire underneath
a Venus in Virgo.

For underneath
the Palm tree's,
with the one they love
putting their Soul at ease.

Inside it must be like crying,
when the love they seek,
feels like it's
dying.

They really are unique,
in more ways
than we could ever
speak.

We could encounter
many a Venus in Virgo,
with an Irish charm
from Sligo.

Of this we can be sure
deep down,
their love is
pure.

Venus in Capricorn

Venus in Capricorn
have always got time for play,
you think a good thing
they are going to turn away.

Climbing the success ladder
can be hard going,
and some intimacy
they've got themselves owing.

Even Venus in Cappie
need's a vacation,
and love is a
wonderful sensation.

Watch them as
they become older,
when their maturity
is bolder.

They'll be active
at 80,
with some lovely
from Haiti.

All that Work
keeps them fit,
and they possess
a good wit.

For their aims might
be gigantic,
but their humour
could have capsized the Titanic.

The ladies can be
quite glamorous,
and set their sights
on feeling amorous.

Capricorns desire
the best,
even their passion
puts them to the test.

They are loyal
and stable,
but wouldn't say no
to doing it on a Table.

In all thing's
they're a high achiever,
and oneday you'll be
a true believer.

Venus in Cancer

Venus in Cancer
can be passionate
as a Ballerina
Dancer.

For behind closed doors
may be their home,
and every part of it with you
they may wish to roam.

They're not clinging,
and with the right lovemaking
their hearts will
be singing.

They can turn out
to be quite a Teacher,
which can be their
best feature.

For sensitivity
can be an intimate suggestion,
after a meal and satisfying
the digestion.

So after the
main course,
Venus in Cancer may ride you
like a Horse.

Hi Ho Silver
and away they go,
there's a lot to them
that you didn't know.

Then a warm scented
bubble bath,
and feeling amorous again
for the other half.

For in romance
they know how to do it well,
and can have you
under their spell.

Oh they can
be bad,
when let loose
in their own pad.

For they can forget
all about a chore,
and in a heartbeat,
ravish you on the floor.

Just satisify their wishes,
and for you they'll
forget about all
the dirty dishes.

Venus in Aquarius

Their bright side
is hilarious,
when right minds are matched
with Venus in Aquarius.

With a zany humour,
their ideas
can move faster
than a Puma.

So up into
the Cosmos
for a change,
with a Starship in range.

To boldy go
where no-one's gone before,
that is what
Venus in Aquarius is for.

To be light years away,
and on a Holo deck,
for some R and R
play.

Lots of gadgets and gizmo's
to while away the hours,
and perhaps make love
in between Meteor Showers.

If your an inventor
of Hi Tech,
then it wouldn't matter
if you looked like Shrek.

For in their eyes
you'd be perfectly designed,
oo what a turn on
to unwind.

Just keep them amused daily
with a new appliance,
the best you can think up
from the World of Science.

Running on Solar or Wind power
will do,
as they don't think much of Duracell
like you.

Venus in Aquarius do want love,
they'll just have their wicked way
amongst the
Stars up above.

So if you have Spaceship
pull over,
and you might get lucky
on a Supernova.

Venus in Taurus

What a
melodious chorus,
you can create with
a Venus in Taurus.

For they have
good voices,
and their sensuality
rejoices.

They won't chase every
Heifer in the field,
and only make a move
when the right one's revealed.

Lead them to the bedroom,
by that ring through
their nose,
and see how it goes.

For this is no
Cock and Bull story,
as they'll show you the way
to glory.

By dining
on good food,
put 's them in
the mood.

With good hands
to massage their back,
they'll go into
a passionate attack.

Oh Heaven help
us all,
now Venus in Taurus
is having a ball.

Virility
is their middle name,
got what you wished for
and only have yourself to blame.

They loved to
chew the cud,
and you'll find out
you've hooked up with a Stud.

Venus in Aries

You'll be needing to say
a few Hail Mary's,
after being ravished by
wild Venus in Aries.

Being pressed up
against the computer,
they performed positions
from the Karma Sutra.

Oneday Indian love making
was the style,
that had been around
for quite awhile.

Their passion was
fiery and hot,
as they hit
the G spot.

They just kept coming
back again for more,
as they got through
the front door.

For Venus in Aries
was quite a lover,
anybody would
soon discover.

Oh the desires
of this Fire sign,
who takes you over
that ecstacy line.

Up in the Mountains
or down in the Praries,
they'll get you anywhere
will a Venus in Aries.

Up in the foot hills,
and down some steep slopes,
let Venus in Aries
show you the ropes.

For they'll keep after you
until their done,
so what can you say about them,
they sure are fun.

Venus in Leo

Oh take me
away to Rio,
where I can be a real
Venus in Leo.

'I'll pamper
you back,
with some Royal treatment
from this leader of the pack.

Let this kitty roar,
in ways I never
thought weren't possible
before.

Keep me entertained
and amused,
as I promise afterwards
you won't be too badly bruised.

For I need
lots of affection,
and my cuddles leave
quite a collection.

Wine me and dine me
with the very best,,
that's a good way
of passing my test.

With the guys
loving a pretty face
by their side,
a gorgeous lovely they just eyed.

Come down with me to
the Copacabana Beach
and let's play,
what do you say.

For your the one
that I love and adore,
never met anyone so beautiful
as you before.

I'll fill your heart
with romance,
as we
dance.

Oh Venus in Leo
what is it you do,
that makes someone
want all of you.

Venus in Scorpio

If you wanna know
which way it'll go,
just try it on
with a Venus in Scorpio.

They are passionate
and intense,
and their desire
is immense.

The lady batts
her eye lashes,
but afterwards
you'll be a pile of ashes.

For this girl
has got some desire,
and it's a
smouldering fire.

The man is a
sexual beast,
upon which he
likes to feast.

He may be
some gal's
kind of hero,
a virile Venus in Scorpio.

How fast and furious
can we sink,
that doesn't give another
time to think.

Mortals who descend,
and digest
this incurable
blend.

They'll reciprocate
with vim and vigor,
but watch out
what you trigger

A Spanish St Tropez

2009-09-15T04:31:00.001-07:00

There's a place
not far away,
and they call it
a Spanish St Tropez.

Strolling on the
golden sands
of Sitges,
your heart it reaches.

Bathing beauties
everywhere,
it's paradise
there.

Enjoy a meal,
and do
what you
feel.

Down to the water
for a dip,
and have something
cool to sip.

Your down
at the shore,
in a place
you've never seen before.

Sitting in a Restaurant
or Cafe,
you can siesta
all day.

With so much
to share,
get to know the people
there.

On the Med
in a Spanish St Tropez,
where love might find you
anyway.

Poem - A dark cloud

2009-07-16T10:23:00.001-07:00

A dark cloud
that comes like
a Heavy Metal band
playing it loud.

With some thunder
for percussion,
with the best ballet dancers
who are Russian.

There they are
pirouetting along,
as they dance
to it's song

Lightning
strikes
and you think,
oh yikes.

A dark cloud
that drives you mental,
comes as rough sex,
so please be gentle.

The whole orchestra
in full swing,
just letting it
all sing.

What's all
that noise,
but the Almighty
playing with toys.

It really
disturbs,
residents who live
in the suburbs.

It's so wet
and wild,
like the wrong number's
just been dialled.

What's happening
on the other end
of the line,
yeah too much wine.

All that racket
making too much noise,
a dark cloud
behaving like boys.

We all live
under a dark cloud,
so say bugger off
cuz its allowed.

Poem - Cruella de ville

2009-07-16T07:39:00.000-07:00

You know
the drill,
watch out for
Cruella de ville.

Sooner or later
she's after your hide,
with a pair of handcuffs
supplied

Those lips you
wouldn't want
to smooch,
ah poor pooch.

Quick get out
of the pound,
cuz she's always
around.

Run and leap
over the fence,
when in her
presence.

Fast as a Greyhound
running down
the track,
and don't look back.

For once she gets
you in her claws,
she quickly
gnaws.

She's one hundred percent
carnivor,
gobbling you up
at the door.

It's pure soap opera
at the end of
the day,
but keep out of her way.

Poem - The Jehovah Witness protection program

2009-07-16T02:10:00.001-07:00

There was a man
from Birmingham,
who decided to join
the Jehovah Witness protection program.

Just like the Mob
their well organised,
but you don't have
to be circumcised.

For their message
is on the cutting edge,
and add more to it
than Fruit and Veg.

Ringing more bells
than kids playing
knock doors and run away,
they might show up today.

They must be all
pretty fit,
cuz none of them
quit.

Giving you a
friendly hello,
carrying leaflets
must cause Tennis elbow.

Just keep yawning
like you've got Jet lag,
and put the leaflet
into the Recycling bag.

Like having your
identity erased,
The Jehovah Witness protection program
are locally based.

Their very committed
and do it well,
so join up or you are
going STRAIGHT TO HELL.

Poem - The Brynystwyth Estate

2009-07-16T01:28:00.000-07:00

The Brynystwyth Estate
is falling apart,
that's been happening
from the start.

Problems with
blocked drains,
who built this place
didn't have any brains.

Pipes that aren't thick,
and everything looks like
it was glued
with Prit Stick,.

Who goes first
through the floor,
never dropped in on you
like this before.

Thanks for
breaking my fall,
and apologies for
damaging the wall.

Its a real teaser,
when your home's
turning into
The Leaning Tower of Pisa.

We've got some
big outer wall cracks,
but no-one wielded
the axe.

If we get an
Earth tremor,
that would cause
a dilemma.

These flats are
spacious,
but look where I landed
my good gracious.

Poem - Two cacklers

2009-07-13T23:06:00.000-07:00

Two cacklers
laughed as if
they were Witches,
rolling around in stitches.

The stuff of Fairy tales
and Fables,
their voices
could shake chairs and tables.

Or bring down pictures
off the wall,
and send a Car's engine
into stall.

With cracks not
seen before,
the sonic boom
unhinges a door.

Afterwards needing
a strong Malt,
two cacklers shook
like the San Andreas Fault.

Needing to be prepared
for Earthquake drill,
that one came close
to shaking a window sil.

To watch other's
crumble like chalk,
at the sound of Giants
up a Beanstalk.

Like going through
a Blitz,
it wasn't exactly
Puttin on the Ritz.

Still laughter
is good for the Soul,
but why now
is there another big hole.

Poem - A little bit of what you fancy

2009-07-07T07:14:00.001-07:00

A little bit of what ya fancy

Its good to have
a little bit of what ya fancy,
so how about some
Chips and Scampi.

Do you mind if I add
some Vinegar, Salt and Pepper,
but afterwards
don't treat me like a Leper.

The perfect meal
before bed,
and promised you
there would be a good spread.

How do you
like the taste,
or was the satisfaction
in haste.

If you don't like it,
I'll repent,
as your fries aren't straight
but bent.

The Scampi
wasn't too well done,
oh and wasn't it
fun.

OH Pwease
was it good for you,
and there's dessert
for afterwards to..

Cuz if you don't
like what I did for you,
I'm moving into Iceland
and building an Igloo.

Nor will
I quickly thaw,
Jesus every part of me
now feels red raw.

Poem - The talk and walk

2009-07-06T01:15:00.001-07:00

Ruffling a few feathers,
and see how
the storm
weathers.

Got a
good idea,
and others liking
what they hear.

Full of self confidence
and oozing charm,
something inside
just let off the alarm.

Someones words
spoken eloquently,
like it's created a
glimpse of eternity.

Human beings needing
to be nurtured
and protected,
rather than walls erected.

Oh the love and fears
of Heaven and Hell,
casts upon us
it's own spell.

Dogma gone astray,
amongst those
so desperate to get their
own way.

The human potential
has always been there,
it's energy
travels everywhere.

We have
such aspirations,
right across
nations.

Yet we do
the talk and walk,
and watch some things
crumble as chalk.

Poem - Aberystwyth

2009-07-05T15:13:00.001-07:00

Standing on the
edge of a cliff,
with breathtaking views
of Cardigan Bay and Aberystwyth.

Attracting Dolphins, Porpoises,
and Atlantic Gray Seals,
it's wonderful
is how Aberystwyth feels.

Sunsets that light
up the night,
during the Summer
is an absolute delight.

The Mediterranean feel
of flowers and palm tree's,
to a passionate winter
gale breeze.

The old castle ruins
standing on the edges,
in between two forbidding
hills it wedges.

From Pen Dinas's
Iron age fort,
to the University
is a place to be taught.

From Great Darkgate street
up to Waunfawr,
you sense this town's
pull and power.

It's a great to be,
looking out towards
Ireland,
across the Irish sea.

A town that
has stood on
it's own two feet,
becoming a Mid Wales seat.

Aberystwyth is
on the verge,
it's past and future
always merge.

Poem - The journey

2009-07-05T11:09:00.000-07:00

The journey's
not yet done,
got to get across
where more rivers run.

Going to places
that are near or far,
finding out about all
the beautiful things we are.

Clean across the country
into another state,
was an act
of fate.

Soaring like birds with
large wing spans,
and travelling like nomadic tribes
attached to caravans.

A restless nature
hungers and thirsts,
hoping and dreaming
this bubble never bursts.

Got to just
enjoy the ride,
until we meet again
on the other side.

For the journey
hasn't ended,
and following our truth
upon us descended.

From West Virginia
and onto Tennessee,
just moving on is
the way it has to be.

Through France
until reaching Arabian sand,
heading towards the
warm waters of Thailand.

Letting nothing stand
in our way,
until reaching India
and learning to say Namaste.

Poem - I am

2009-07-05T00:43:00.001-07:00

I am your mountain,
you are my spring,
from my rocks
our water will fling.

I am your all,
and you my dearest
are my
beautiful waterfall.

I just marvelled
at the views below,
whilst your liquified beauty
let all your feelings show.

For there was nothing
quite so awakening
as your beautiful sight,
as your body shimmered by moonlight.

I'm your height
but completely
under your spell,
from where your last waters fell.

I am dry as a bone
without your love,
pour forth from the
rains above.

Winters coming
as a cold breeze,
in between my crevices
your ice will freeze.

For I hold you close to me
but you can't go anywhere,
hold on my darling,
for I'll always be there.

As we are connected
in a most unique way,
and that's s why
together we'll stay.

.

Poem - Rainbows

2009-07-05T00:24:00.001-07:00

Rainbows

Love grows,
to become
as bright as
Rainbows.

Colours so
brilliantly bright,
to be like them
with insight.

Imaging our
favourite shade,
and all the other ones
that were made.

A streak of Yellow,
to show
a happy
fellow.

Someone as
tranquil as blue,
that radiates
a part of you.

Wherever we're led,
follow rainbows
to a land
of red.

Orange bright
as a Sun,
that's warm
and fun.

Shrouded in
a violet haze,
that nurtures
the days.

Where the rainbows
have been,
to places that
are so green.

Flying through
the air like a Pilot,
into a World
of violet.

Colours that
come to seven,
that reflect
a light of Heaven.

Poem - Settling down

2009-07-02T06:37:00.000-07:00

Settling down

Looking at
our appearance
in the mirror,
to see if its clearer.

Not quite the
way it used
to be,
nor liking what we see.

From the wisdom
of our years,
has also produced
fears.

An emotional bag
that feels
like an
worn out rag.

Into the depths
we drown,
until it's time
for settling down.

From the
Psychological poison
that infests,
and never rests.

A tug of war
becomes the ride,
and is overwhelmed
by the currants and tide.

Weather brews
until settling down
becomes the
path we choose.

The heart cold
like snow,
that no longer knows
which way to go.

Until the freezing process
began to melt,
and became difficult
was how it felt.

Settling down
had become difficult,
because of the foundations
we had built.

For everything was
standing in our way,
unlike the times
of yesterday.

Poem - Community relations

2009-07-02T02:42:00.000-07:00

Community relations

Its hardly paradise,
when broken
community relations
are the price.

Greed has created
a big hole,
and attempted
to scatter our soul.

Those who have
to know everything,.
unlike compassionate ones
taking you under their wing.

Rural places
try to fill a void,
to make up
for what's been destroyed.

So many
moving around,
and building upon
dangerous ground.

Fear of rivers,
and what hostility
a neighbour
delivers.

Pulling out
the roots like weeds,
and ignoring
our basic human needs.

Nothing seems
to be sacred anymore,
when your afraid
of who lives next door.

Anxious moments
of privacy invaded,
whilst homes
by the Police were raided.

The wailing sound
of the sirens
through the air,
trying to quickly get somewhere.

Cars replacing
the Horse and cart,
society less interested
in revealing it's heart.

Pessimistic
in tone perhaps,
but praying
nobody snaps.

Community relations
are like the soil,
that today
we spoil.

No-one should
be alone,
because we'd all be dying
slowly on our own.

Poem - Heat

2009-07-01T11:33:00.000-07:00

Heat

How we long
for some Sun
and heat,
that's creates a hot seat.

OOO ouch,
and that was only
from laying on the
living room couch.

Any hotter
and we'll melt,
as the weather becomes
our sunshine belt.

No more California
here I come,
stripping off
and burning our tum.

Beach sand
that becomes scorched,
whilst the rest of us
is torched.

The steam rising
from cement,
with an Ice cream
in sight to tempt.

Out into the country
and away from it all,
with heat so intense
that becomes a brick wall.

Scantily laid bodies
laying all over the place,
who doesn't appreciate
a good looking face.

Night times
are like fiesta's,
after long Summer day
siestas.

Through heat
that's strong,
it's time to
dance all night long.

Poem - Heaven Knows - Dedicated in loving memory of my mother Jill.

2009-06-24T01:16:00.000-07:00

Heaven knows.

Difficult choices
that's the way it goes,
and how it pans out
only Heaven knows.

Moments when
life rejoices,
amongst a World
of voices.

Trying to live
your life by example,
when all you end up
getting is a sample.

Being the life and soul
right here and now,
that only time
can allow.

The journey that
leaves you tired,
when all you yearned for
was to be inspired.

It took guts
to follow your truth,
of that you
were living proof.

Trying to understand
your pain,
that was like
a heavy chain.

Bright, cheerful and optimistic
in so many ways,
your spirit lit
up the days.

Child, woman,
wife and mother,
you''ll always be
Jill to us and no other.

Life moves and flows,
and your a part
of love now
which Heaven knows.

Love and light

Peter James
xxx

Poem 2012

2009-06-22T02:12:00.000-07:00

2012

It's December 21st,
and existance
is about to
burst.

That's to do
with 2012,
and how deeply
we delve.

That dates
alarmed them,
rather than lyrics
by REM.

What from the
heaven's shall
descend,
to terminate this end.

I'll be back,
and Independence Day
brings out
The Men in Black.

Looking for a
Vulcan with pointed ears,
after having not seen a good
Star Trek in years.

2012 and gettng ready
to die,
play it again Sam,
As time goes by.

The Jungle drums
are beating,
the same CNN News report
that's been repeating.

Around the clock
and over again,
what time is it coming,
we'll let you know when.

Love and light

Peter James
xxx

Iran and the bigger picture

2009-06-18T00:41:00.000-07:00

The wheel of History has turned many times. Empires have risen and fallen. People have endured and overcome terrible persecution throughout the ages.

20 years ago, the Berlin Wall came to an end. The pace of change, was too great for anyone nation to stand up against.

Iran now faces that dilemma. The old guard, will attempt to halt it's own Citizens evolution. Even through the expansion of global communications It has meant many nations have matured.

Back in 1979, Iran went through a significant revolutionary change. But it wasn't Democratic, and the only way to implement control was through using instruments of fear.

They are a great people, and many have quickly caught on to using the Internet at great risk.

The current Iranian system of Government, can accuse the United States all it wants about propaganda Internet usage. But they to, are a great people who have modernised and adapted to technological advancement. They fundamentally believe in Freedom of speech.

Politicians come and go. That is part of the Democratic process.. Iran has pointed the finger one too many times, particuarly at the United States.

In January 2009, what was once the unthinkable happened. A man of mixed origins, rose to become the most powerful man on Earth. He also has an Islamic heritage on his father's side. Had he been born less than 300 years ago, it would have been only into the suffering and plight of slavery.

The United States has a revolutionary past. They overcame tyranny and persecution. It even meant experiencing a savage and brutal Civil War, which resulted in the Emancipation of the slaves.

The election of Barack Hussein Obama, as the 44th President, was beyond people's wildest dreams. It was no less revolutionary.

It's taken a long time to witness that kind of sweeping change. It's not a perfect country by any means. Yet their hope resides in preserving the fruits of Democracy. Poltically, America has come of age.

If the Iranian people can come to grips with that fact, then their future can be a brighter one.

What the Islamic Goverment doesn't want to recognise is, the Genie was let ouf of the bottle long ago. People have a right to express their views and opinions. Iranian women have to be equal citizens.

If the authorities do not recognise that, then a growing consciousness of change has to emerge. Hopefully it can be achieved peacefully. Modern warfare has shown it'self to be too costly, Politically, economically, and emotionally. There are too many deep Psychological scars that go with it.

If the people of Iran can write blogs away from the snooping eyes of what has become a dictatorship. Then they really cane make a difference. For it's not just the hear and now. By the next generation born, most people will be Computer literate. That can introduce growth in ways that was never deemed possible before.

If Iran could be a shining example of what citizens could do with the Internet. Imagine what other changes could occur elsewhere.

The Pen is mightier than the Sword. Words can be the right ammunition at the right place in time.

The 1990's was a revolutionary time. Global communications changed the way we live our lives. It was expanding at such speed.

Developing nations are now beginning to be provided with the essential computer equipment for schools. It's continually educating us.

Iran is no less different. This country's people are noble and courageous and recognise the potential of modernisation.

If they get this right. A new chapter of History will be discussed for generations as to how they did it.

One final point. If Hitler and the Nazi's had available to them the Internet. Then they could have really clamped down on dissent. Fortunately that was another time. Yet it goes to show the power of fear, especially where dictatorships are concerned.

A recent trip to Barcelona Spain

2009-06-16T01:02:00.001-07:00

It had been 13 years since I was last in Spain. That was a trip to an Andalucian white hill town called Coin.

My sister lives and works as a Teacher in Barcelona, and she invited me over for a visit.

I was staying in a nice part of the city called Vallcarca. There was a Mountain that rose above the city called Tibidabo. It overlooked the city, all the way to the Meditterenean, and stunning views of the surrounding hills were clearly visible.

There was a Church on top of it called the Temple segrat Cor.. I didn't make it quite to the top, on account of getting lost. There is a Fenicular railway that goes up. That is far easier, especially when it's hot.

At night, the Church was lit up.

There was nothing better I liked, than walking around the city streets and down small alleyways.

Barcelona has a good public transport system, but I only used it when neccessary. It was good that the Metro was air conditioned.

Les Ramblas is an attractive street, and particuarly enjoyed walking around an indoor market close by.

Catalunya wields it's own charm. It was an interesting area.

One evening, my sister, her boyfriend, and myself, heard some music close by. We followed it. In some Church grounds, a free open air concert of Spanish Folk music was being performed. People were dancing the night away.

Where there were crowds, was Beer, that was ice cold and being sold for a Euro.

Up in the Pyrenee Mountains, they have concerts, and many come from miles around. They dance all night long, and when tired, fall asleep in the streets. By early morning, you see Men, women, children, and Dogs, all sleeping next to one another.

There are areas of the city that are away from the centre, and have an identity of their own. Up around Fontana, are many squares with open air cafes, and restaurants. At night, you could see families sitting out and enjoying the good weather.

I took a trip to Barceloneta Beach. It was created around the time of the 1992 Olympic Games. It's over 4 kilometres long, and there are paths for Cycling, Roller blading, and walking.

There was a workout area on the beach. I called it Barcelona's version of Muscle Beach in Los Angeles. not that I had been to LA, but had seen it on TV. No way, were the people performing physical exertions, in the same shape as the bronzed Californian butch types.

What came as a surprise was, that people could go nude on the beach. Amongst sun worshippers, were those who were open enough to go back to nature. I looked the otherway towards the sea, as I didn't want a mouthful in Spanish. Ten years ago, my eyes would have been gazing at all the lovely Spanish women.

Parque Guell- Gaudi's park was nice. from one side leading up to it. There is an Escalator, that then requires some walking and climbing steps. Then another Escalator appears, and eventually it's all up hill from there. It was like one of the steep hill gradients in San Francisco. i remember that well enough from my trip there back in 94.

I used to enjoy sitting in a cafe and drinking my first morning cup of coffee. It was far better in flavour and aroma, than back home in the UK.

As I was on a limited budget, I tried to look carefully for cheap places to eat. If you frequent the Les Ramblas main street, well that is a rip off tourist area. Away from the main streets, it's possible to find more affordable places to eat. I had a Kebab in an Arab dstrict. Unlike back home, it was served toasted, rather than in Pitta Bread.

I used to do exactly the same on the couple of trips I made to Paris. Eating in the Latin quarter was less pricier.

Plas Espanya was nice. A water fountain lights up to music. It's a Summer show run mainly for tourists.

Cuturally, Barcelona and Gerona where I also visited, have a unique identity of their own. This is Catalonia, and has it's own language. Particuarly in Gerona, you hear Catalan being spoken rather than Castillian Spanish.

Gerona is a pretty University city. It's close to the airport, but has such diversity and culture all of it's own. After lunch, it was pleasant to walk around the cobbled streets. There was also an attractive park to walk aroumd, or just sit down and relax. It had beautiful gardens.

This trip, had certainly left a good impression on me, and I look forward to going back again.

Barcelona definetly is now one of my favourite cities from my travels. It's up there with Paris and Budapest.

Poem - Great strides

2009-06-16T00:50:00.000-07:00

Great strides

Sometimes it's evolving
in impressive
leaps and bounds,
that does the rounds.

Achievements
beyond comprehension,
that grabs people's
attention.

The path upon which
nature provides,
to leave and dream
of making great strides.

The new can
appear insane,
that works on
a different plane.

Not always providing
material success,
great strides are important
nevertheless.

Providing images
that are fast paced,
through this World
we've raced.

From the wonderful
lyrics of Bob Dylan,
to medicine
providing Penicillin.

Our lives handed
a remote control,
creating a
gold fish bowel.

Discovering so
many bacterias and bugs,
when what everyone
needs are more hugs.

We all go
the same way,
yet great strides happen
everyday.

Consciousness can
move so much,
as great strides
reach out to touch.

Love and light

Peter James
xxx

Poem - Breaking down walls

2009-06-15T23:23:00.000-07:00

Breaking down walls

20 years ago,
a fresh wind
of freedom
began to blow.

Nothing had
been certain,
under the tyranny
of an Iron Curtain.

Sweeping changes
occurred,
as a shout of freedom
was heard.

Others want
to climb that hill,
from persecution
they've had their fill.

They will not
remain silent,
in lands that
are violent.

In countries
that are wealthy,
but where ideas
are not healthy.

With an instrumental
rigid rule of Law,
it's all happened
before.

It's a long
and difficult slog,
where suffering's are
posted on a blog.

This is some
poor souls plight,
who still possess
the guts to fight.

Their tragedies
they won't forget,
that'll find their way
onto the Internet.

For they're
breaking down walls,
as liberation
calls.

Love and light

Peter James
xxx

Poem - Change

2009-06-15T23:21:00.000-07:00

Change

Change can be
a good thing,
restoring the hope
it'll bring.

Holding on
to the past,
and pain
will last.

Sitting in
silence forever,
taking a stance
of whatever.

Allowing the
dust to settle,
after the
smouldering metal.

A fiery furnace
human kind creates,
upon which the
reality meditates.

An unsatisfactory
conclusion,
that reveal the cracks
of illusion.

Change is
always coming,
like the distant
sound of drumming.

To be heard
everywhere,
as oppression
is made aware.

For discontentment
won't fade away,
channelling energy
into a brighter day.

Change is the
cross we bare,
that communicates
concern and care.

Love and light

Peter James
xxx

Coming together

2007-11-22T07:13:00.000-08:00

We all individually live in deeply troublesome and turbulent times. So much goes on past our noses nowadays, that we can't even find a moment to glimpse at what has past us by.

Technology has greatly improved our lives but it moves at such a frantic pace. External information can jepordise smaller communities that have thrived and survived for generations

People have become afraid to venture outside their own front door. They are living in constant fear of being threatened or attacked. This has always gone on, but this is something different about the World we live in today.. It's like we can choose what we want to watch, when and where. There doesn't have to be a direct link to what's going on outside We can merely exercise the option of turning a PC or Television on or off at the push of a button.

Some might not agree with this, but I can't drive, and as a friend pointed out to me recently, when you live in a big city and have a car, you don't usually come into contact with anyone at night. Life operates at a much slower pace, depending upon where you live.

We are forever getting into such a rush to get from A to B, that we don't have time to take any notice of people all around us. It's a fear of behaving in a responsible manner, because we live in a very self indulgent era.

Once upon a time, people had posessed less thing's of a material nature. Community links were stronger, because you had to depend upon another. The economics of today have meant that we can't all afford to stay in the same area all our lives. Yet there is a mass migration continuing to get out of the cities or emigrate abroad. We all want a little piece of the pie, and there just isn't enough to go around.

There are so many issue's today that are making us become more globally aware. The enviroment is always in the news, and doing as much as we can to save the Planet by recycling. People always used to save what they could and put them to good use.. We have taken so much for granted, and now we're left to rediscover the old ways.

The risks and fear of global terrorism by deeply misguided beliefs, has made us all become acutely aware of hidden dangers. Fear is every much a weapon, and tries to make us feel we're isolated and alone.

When terrorists attempted to bomb Glasgow Airport in the UK, I thought they were idiots. For if these misguided indviduals had bothered to read their history about the Scottish people, and their ancient ancestors the Picts. Then they'd have learnt a valuable lesson. The Roman Army had to build a wall to keep the fierce warrior tribes from the North out. Hadrian's Wall was built to make the most powerful army on Earth feel safe.

It just goes to show you, that every nation has a strong identity of self on the a larger scale, but why is it we can't take time out for one another and those all around us.

I heard an interesting term mentioned the other day at a meeting. It was concerning Blind and Deaf people being "sensory impaired" We're all a little of that when it comes to how much information we consume and absorb. Everything that's being thrown at us today, is just sometimes too much to all take it all in. We're being bombarded with images and noise.

If we all just remember what's truly important in our lives, then we still possess the foundations to make a difference. It won't be easy, there will be heartache and pain, but we all have it within us to firmly root out an injustice. It's what we value the most, that'll make a difference.

We're all coming together in ways that we once inconcievable, but we still need one another, and to show that we still care about the things that are truly important. We're human being's, and in recognising that, how we all express our basic humanity.

Getting ready to leave

2007-10-15T09:25:00.000-07:00

Where your going
you travel light,
just needing to possess
the right kind of insight.

Time was against it
and you left your shell,
the pain had become hell.

Getting ready to leave
meant we'd be apart,
yet I'll always feel
you in my heart.

You had such a brightness
and that'll continue to
path your way,
I'll see you again
someday.

Life will keep
on turning,
and there are many
more lessons for
learning.

Trying to possess
the dream and the drive,
got to keep pushing forwards
to survive.

But you taught me that
and I'm learning it well,
but whether I make it or not,
time will only tell.

Freedom road

2007-04-14T02:08:00.000-07:00

I can't drive,
but Cycling
in Wales
makes me feel alive.

Whether it's through
the Sun, wind
or freezing rain,
cycling is like pouring
my needless worries
down the drain.

Wide open fields
and a range of mountains
in the distance,
all I need to get through it all
is my own dogged persistance.

Climbing up a hill
then free wheeling it
down the otherside,
just sit back and
enjoy the ride.

For me it's living
life by a different code,
and wherever I'm headed
it's freedom road.

Peddling may be tiring
and a road narrow and steep,
but my memories of cycling
Welsh roads
doesn't come cheap.

Coasting through

2007-03-26T03:37:00.000-07:00

High upon
a hillside
looking over
an untamed stretch of coast,
is what I like about this
area of country the most.

Blisters on my feet
and skin that has
become sore along the way,
still it's all part of the invigorating
feeling of the day.

Up and down narrow
bits of track,
can be kind of scarey
until you get the knack.

It's a bright and breezy
morning and looking
like your just taking a leisurely stroll,
but after a few hours
all that walking
takes it's toll.

Yet when your walking along
a coastal path
you forget about the road,
taking it all in a
different mode.

Your wandering aimlessly
somewhere off the beaten track,
enthusiastically shouldering
a backpack.

Knowing you have to
pace yourself and can't
do it all in a hurry,
just enjoying the day
so why worry.

At the end feeling tired
so that will do,
all the fun of the day
by coasting through.

Riding down to Hay

2007-03-17T03:36:00.000-07:00

What a great day
for riding down
to Hay.

It turned out
to be quite
a stretch
feeling afterwards
like a wretch.

Down the river road
towards Brecon,
had to be another
15 to 20 miles
I reckon.

Cycling up hill's
can be tough,
and this one
was going to be rough.

Eventually meeting
the small suspension
bridge at Boughrood,
improved my mood.

Down the main road
until I take the turning
for Hay on Wye,
a rare book shop haven
for people to buy.

Standing on the edge
of town and walking in
like John Wayne,
many would have thought
the distance insane.

Hay boasts a book festival
that is recognised
Worldwide.

But my cycle
was not yet complete,
my fluids draining away
because of the heat.

Heading back I took
a wrong turn,
but went to on to live
and learn.

5 miles and it seemed
I had recovered my full
head of steam,
but the tiredness at times
felt like a bad dream.

63 miles can be
hard to face,
but with cycling
you do it all
at your own pace.

Penbryn

2007-03-15T09:36:00.000-07:00

Walking along
white sands
at Penbryn,
out to sea
you might encounter
a Dolphin.

It's a truly marvellous
stretch of coast,
one of the best that
Ceredigion can boast.

It's even had a
few moment's on
the silver screen,
as a romantic location
for a Bond love scene.

Brightly standing out against
a pale sea view,
heading towards Tresaith
and Aberporth are nearby to.

It's off the main road
by a couple of miles
or more,
until you come to
a beautiful seashore.

Penbryn is
such a peaceful
and tranquil delight,
how the sunset's
captivate the
skies around there
at night.

I've thought of
Penbryn many
times before,
it's out of the way
and so easy to ignore.

To it's memory
I bid it a fond farewell,
an enchanting place
that put me under
it's spell.

Abergwesyn

2007-03-13T00:16:00.000-07:00

It was a bright and
sunny day,
towards Abergwesyn
I was headed that way.

I reached that small hamlet
and headed through the pass,
cycling towards the Devil's staircase
was in a different class.

The road was narrow
and utterly steep,
slowly up it
I would creep.

Once over it
there were two different
roads to take,
either to Llandovery
or Tregaron,
but instead I
took a break.

The landscape was
amazingly wild,
but thank goodness
the weather was mild.

The Drovers used to move
their cattle along that narrow
stretch of road,
where small streams
into a river have flowed.

During the Winter
it must be untamed
and bleak,
the snow's lasting
far longer than a week.

So there I was cycling
through Abergwesyn,
so many hills to
make it there,
that they just wouldn't lessen.

But what I saw
stirred my heart
and inspired the mind,
cycling through landscapes
that could otherwise
be hard to find.

Llanrannog Quay

2007-03-11T03:14:00.000-07:00

On a bright sunny day
where I like to be
is on the beach
at Llangrannog Quay.

Just watching the waves
splash and crash,
against the rocks
they bash.

I'm eating my Sandwiches
and enjoying a cup of Tea,
the beach is full of people,
so it's just not me.

Boats are sailing up
and down close to shore,
it's not an area I'd been
familiar with before.

It's a bit out of the way
but a real treasure
of Cardigan Bay.

So back up a country lane
for a couple of miles
or more,
ready to sample
many delights of what
the area had instore.

No fuss, just take the bus

2007-03-11T01:49:00.000-08:00

From Aberystwyth to
Cardigan and
then Haverfordwest,
with hardly anytime
to rest.

Headiing down towards
Newgale where strong
winds often prevail.

Up towards Solva
and St David's
a small Cathedral City,
Pembrokeshire is
pretty.

Back to Fishguard
and reaching Strumble Head,
thinking I'd rather now be
chasing that ferry over
to Ireland instead.

From then on it's
it's travelling back
to Aberystwyth
alongside Cardigan Bay,
I did all of that by bus
in a day.

It might not appeal
to all of us,
but it really was no fuss,
just take the bus.

Heading North

2007-03-11T01:16:00.000-08:00

Taking a bus journey
and setting forth,
knowing that I'm
heading North.

Crossing the Dovey Bridge
a geographical landmark,
and heading into the
Snowdonia National Park.

A sudden cloud burst of rain
then clear blue sky,
as I journey on towards
Dolgellau.

Reaching Porthmadog
and part of the
Blaenau ffestiniog railway
and onto Caernarfon
with it's fine castle
and walled town on display.

The last stretch to Bangor
before the return journey
back home,
a bus pass offers freedom
to roam.

So if your in Aberystwyth
and would like something
different to do,
why not take a bus ride
on the X32.

Deep in the heart of it all

2007-03-09T05:23:00.001-08:00

Deep in the Hafod Forest
losing yourself
for a day,
amongst the wooded tree's
and Winter's broken branches
getting in the way.

Imagining the sun
going down over
the hills at dusk
and feeling a sense of awe,
thinking why had I never
felt this way before.

Trapesing across uneven
and broken bits of ground,
listening carefully for a
distinctive animal sound.

Off the beaten track
and finding your own trail,
trying to get up some slope
slower than a snail.

Getting deeper into
the darkness where it becomes
blanket thick,
thinking that you better
turn back quick.

Looking through the
shaded tree's for the
slightest shred of light,
just to reassure yourself
that everything will
be alright.

Your not sure how
far you walked
but just keep on going,
without ever really knowing.

Stopping at a beautiful view point
for a well earned break,
a good picnic spot
of it you could make.

But there are treasure's hidden
in the Hafod,
under tree's that stand tall,
to reveal a waterfall.

The forest is deep
and many hidden places I recall,
but to watch the water gushing over
deep in the heart of all.

At the Menai Straits

2007-03-09T03:41:00.000-08:00

A cold and weary Roman army
lies encamped and waits,
at the Menai Straits.

The waters can be
treacherous and rough,
just the hanging around
had to be tough.

Over on the Isle of Anglessey
the last remnants of the
Welsh Druids remain,
by the Roman's
they'll be slain.

This has to strike
a passionate Welsh chord,
for all those who
perished by the sword.

Anglessey was to be
their last piece of ground,
and became one huge
burial mound.

But the Roman's
still had to make
it across,
to inflict the last
Druid loss.

The nerve and sense
of feeling knowing
you just have to watch
and wait,
because this was to be
their fate.

After that the Roman
victory was complete,
but it wasn't an easy feat.

For an ancient army
would find it hard to
get around,
and had no idea
of what would be found.

At least on Anglessey
time was on the Druid side,
but the outcome was
so many brutally died.

Nowadays there are two
bridges that span over
to the otherside,
but the Menai straits
still create a treacherous tide.

The wilds of Wales

2007-03-09T02:30:00.000-08:00

Breathing in
all that hill
and mountain air,
this country's heart
and soul to bare.

It's majesty and
splendor,
against valley's
that are lush, green and tender.

The wild's of Wales
that echo
passions of rejoice,
bellowing out in
melodious voice.

When it's cold and wet
and it's raining down hard,
the wild's of Wales
inspire the bard.

When it turns to rain
or shine,
the Wild's of Wales
are divine.

Beauty that is bestowed
like a sacred trust,
the vivid green's
unplagued by
dirt and dust.

Venturing off
into the wild's
of Wales,
where mystery and
adventure prevails.

Down a pathway
and through a
secluded wood,
leading to where
Merlin might
have stood.

There's magic in
this country,
without telling tales,
you've just got to find it
for yourself out amongst
the wild's of Wales.

Cycling in Wales

2007-03-09T01:20:00.000-08:00

I love cycling
in Mid Wales,
a land full
of beauty and
mystical tales.

Some of the hills
peddling up
can be a bit steep,
but so many rewards
from it do you reap.

I've cycled through landscapes
surrounded by snow,
and along small lanes
where small rivers flow.

Up against lashing wind's
and driving torrential rain,
pounding onto
an over filled drain.

Come the Summer
on days when it's blazing hot,
up into the hill's
to find a cooling off spot.

Cycling up and down
the Cambrian coast,
warm gentle breezes
so that you don't toast.

Towards the Elan Valley Dams
and around the lakes,
perfect spots for picnic breaks.

Cycling through Wales
has got it all,
so much inside a country
that is small.

From top to bottom
and across,
there are enough hills and
mountains to show
you who's boss.

Off of my head

2007-03-09T00:30:00.000-08:00

I'm not yet off of
my head,
there will be plenty of time
to play that one
when I'm dead.

The mind can be
like opening up
the proverbial can of worms,
and spreading loads of germs.

Nowadays we apply
to things so
many sticky labels,
fact today
but tomorrow's fables.

What's insane
is this so called
Nanny Culture,
that's becoming
like a disease infested
Vulture.

You couldn't get a
large enough prescription
to cure all the World's ill's,
but keep on taking the pill's.

Take one for poverty
another for pollution,
and the raging continuation
of wars that have become
a human institution.

We're in this World and
some thing's are way
over our head,
no wonder we need
the extra med.

So if I am
off of my head,
then I should
be sleeping it off
in bed.

No easy task

2007-03-08T23:24:00.000-08:00

They said it
would be easy
but it was no
easy task,
and if help was needed
all you had to do was ask.

But the spirit of compromise
was like trying to wipe away
the fading sleep from the eyes.

If something needing doing
then it had to be done by you,
because other's didn't recognise
what you were going through.

Get up in the morning
then early to bed,
just had to keep on going
and take it as read.

The burdens that were
carried around
for other's appeared
quite profound.

It's so easy to
give advice,
but a helping hand
every once in awhile
would be nice.

So there you are
against the elements
and it's no easy task,
the responsibilities
that become like
a heavily weighted mask.

Cutting out

2007-03-07T04:29:00.001-08:00

Booze and alcohol
drugs and sex,
the liberties we took for granted
upon them today
there's a hex.

Now we've got all
this technology
like the genie's
in high demand,
go online
and your wish is my
command.

Old Dinosaurs
that have for too
long ruled the Earth,
exploit the masses
for all it's worth.

There's not enough
Whiskey left in the bottle,
not even enough beer,
cutting out today
is what we hear.

So get pasted being all night online
but there are
brave souls out there
to open up a good
bottle of wine.

Too many rules
and regulations
and we'll hear
enough screams and shout,
because we can decide for ourselves
what is worth cutting out.

Wacky

2007-03-06T02:50:00.000-08:00

This place called
called Earth
is wierd and wonderful
but kind of wacky,
from exotic places
to what some think
are tacky.

It takes a lot of tolerance
and patience to try and
figure some of it out,
to become thicked skinned
as you wander about.

It is truly amazing
so that many billion
are here today,
and through the gift of language
what they say.

It takes time
to get into the motion
for the age of Aquarius,
some thing's will be wacky
but hilarious.

This life can be like
a comedy with hyphenated errors
included all the way,
because you just don't
know what may
happen today.

We've just got
to learn to get along better
and stop walking around
like frightened sheep
who appear to lose
their way,
because this wacky World
for all is on display.

Yet many audition on TV
because they want to sing,
we see the weird and
wacky doing
their thing.

From country to continent
wacky is wherever
you look around,
it's a brave and fascinating
World no matter
how something might appear
or sound.

The mighty Prince

2007-03-05T04:36:00.000-08:00

There was a King
who reaked havoc
upon command,
until a mighty Prince
made a stand.

For the nobility of his
birth he felt was nothing
until he'd proven
his worth.

Truth and justice
was still something
to defend,
and the power of a throne
was not fit for a King
whom would pretend.

So the mighty Prince
challenged the Royal tyrant
to defend his kingly right,
as the Prince
was prepared to fight.

But the King was a weak
and cowardly despot
who only wore the Crown,
and appeared more powerful
wearing his Royal gown.

He'd never fought a battle before,
and wept and fell
suddenly to the floor.

The Mighty Prince
said you are no King,
and can't even imagine
all your subject's
misery and suffering.

Abdicate now
or killing you
will be my vow.

I do not want to
stain my sword
with the treachery
of your blood,
or for other's to
fight and die for you
in foreign mud.

The king knew by now
that he must do or die,
if he fought
was it worth the try.

He turned to the Prince
and said I am a tyrant
as have been many King's
before me,
now there is something
you shall witness and see.

The King pulled out his sword
and ferociously fought his way,
as no ambitiously minded Prince
was going to rule the day.

The mighty Prince lunged
and into his stomach
the King's sword plunged.

The King looked at him firmly
and said now you know I am
not weak,
for you personal gain
it's the power of the throne
you seek.

My enemies are many
and there are plenty
who'd plunge
a dagger into my back,
that is why towns and cities
I sack.

I'd rather be a bad King
than not one at all,
but just like many I've
had my rise and fall.

But now you have created
a curious twist of fete,
that I still have it within me
to be just and great.

The Prince's stomach wounded
but with time it would heal,
slowly to the ground
upon bended knee he
began to kneel.

The King the next day
issued a proclamation,
that once again there would
be liberty for all throughout
the nation.

The amibitions of one
so young in years
can be hard to convince,
but it takes time
to truly be a just King
or a mighty Prince.

Ocean's away

2007-03-05T04:14:00.000-08:00

We come and go
even though we
are Ocean's away,
just the thought of you
brighten's my day.

Cherishing the moments
when everything felt good,
remembering in the grand
scheme of thing's
where you once stood.

But that vast and uncontrollable
Ocean can be difficult
for us to cross,
but maybe it's because
we don't understand
that it can feel unbearable
to live with the loss.

But in our hearts and
minds no ocean can keep
us apart or divide us
as to how we truly feel,
even the briefest thoughts
of one another we steal.

For not to imagine
or think of you
becomes like an unbearable pain,
and fond memories we need
to keep us from going
insane.

So we never really are
Ocean's away,
it's just our thoughts and
feelings sometimes
are kept at bay.

Facing the light

2007-03-02T06:15:00.001-08:00

It may not appear right
but sooner or later
we'll all be facing the light.

A loved one is finally
slipping away,
but the love we felt for them
never goes astray.

They need our love
for them to go on,
for just was the case in life
with and through
us they brightly shon.

People all over the World
throughout the day and on into
the night
will be facing the light.

Somehow you just know
for their sake as well as our's
we've got to let
them go.

For this it might seem dumb,
but it's my way of
saying goodbye to my
mum.

Breathing space

2007-03-02T06:15:00.000-08:00

Upon every bit of
land to build
is being filled.

House prices
and the demand
have gone through
the roof,
dream homes nowadays
are so distant and aloof.

Encroaching upon
every patch of green,
to create an ever growing
urban scene.

The birds will not
have a nest to bed down
for the night,
and the Owl's prescence
will be blurred by artificial
street light.

The only place to relax
and unwind is
in a park,
but they are not safe places to
venture into after
dark.

We're bombarding
this World with
concrete and cement,
that the only breathing
space available will be
through an air vent.

The confinement and the
stress,
wide open spaces
are becoming less.

Messing around with
some creature's
natural habitat,
where will they go
needs careful consideration
about that.

We're building one
thing and then tearing it
down,
to build bigger and better
on the outskirts of town.

It's like huge metropolis's
are in a massive development race,
and everything is running out
of breathing space.

The path we choose

2007-03-02T04:34:00.000-08:00

There are many roads
to the path we choose,
do we accept it,
or refuse.

Sometimes we might
not even know
the path we're on,
and maybe never realise
it had turned out wrong.

One path that leads to
happiness,
another bitterness and pain,
that comes down upon us
like heavy rain.

Consciousness can
be a difficult thing
to grasp and learn,
always like an endless
twist and turn.

Drug, sex, and
any other label,
the World we built
up for ourselves
is not stable.

But there's one fortunate thing,
if you plead insanity,
let someone else find a better way
of dealing with humanity.

For we can all only
do so much,
and at the end of the day
we find we're
out of touch.

So whatever direction
we take to the path we choose,
life continually turns and twists
it's screws.

Right in front of eyes

2007-02-23T03:44:00.000-08:00

It's right in front
of our eyes,
how it's so
easy for information
to terrorise.

It has no direct
bearing upon
your life,
information and their
words can cut
like a knife.

It's all carefully edited
upon a TV screen,
creating a glimpse
of what can set the scene.

If it's not the state of the planet,
then fault has to be found elsewhere,
you start thinking for yourself,
and that has the power to scare.

We live in a World
that goes through
rapid and constant change,
not often being a fair
or just exchange.

But if we could all create
just one new thing,
imagine what joy for everyone
that could bring.

Many ideas came along
but other thing's got in their way,
some might argue
they'd had their day.

But a good idea never
really dies,
and truth in some shape or form
is right in front of our eyes.

A different latitude

2007-02-18T22:32:00.000-08:00

I don't know
from what direction
you've been setting sail,
but wherever your headed
may good wind's prevail.

I don't wish to
appear ungrateful or rude,
but your now on
a different latitude.

Wherever you travel
even though we may
be Poles apart,
you will always be deep
inside my heart.

Your truly amazing
and my life is
full of gratitude,
even as I watch you
move on along a
different latitude.

But I know this World
is round,
and oneday you might
just come back,
so whatever weather is thrown
at you,
take along this Mac.

Doesn't matter if you've
got different seas to sail,
or many mountains
to climb,
a different latitude
will let you figure thing's
out in time.

You better get going now
it's you making it alone
and not I,
at the Quayside
I'll quietly say farewell
and goodbye.

A World of sound

2007-02-18T21:53:00.000-08:00

What I've found
is a World of sound,
like thoughts going
around in my head,
wherever I go,
I just know,
there's so much
to cherish instead.

To this World
we all belong,
but if only
we could find
the right song.

There's a simple
way of feeling,
it comes from
all around us
and in a whole
World of sound,
but we bury ourselves
deeper underground.

The melodies
of the Ocean,
that stirs
the wheel
of emotion.

The sounds of the
birds chirping in
the tree's,
the dramatic music of
a winter's breeze.

The sounds of the
Dolphin's,
and their melody
of the sea,
if only we could find
it within ourselves
like them to live free.

But the tide and
the current
seem to hold us back,
in a World of sound
it feels more like an attack.

But in a World of sound
we need a party that
set's the tones and scenes,
and we'll rock the joint
better than they do down
south in ole New Orleans.

Rock N' Roll

2007-02-18T07:38:00.000-08:00

There's a liberating
dimension for my soul,
I just listen to that upbeat
sound of Rock N' Roll.

Doesn't matter
just as long as it's
rock n' roll,
maybe it's a live
performance at
the Hollywood Bowel.

Listen to that upbeat
rhythmn of the drum,
to that bass guitarist's
slow soulful strum.

There's a real full of life feeling
in that Rock N' roll sound,
that beneath your feet
shakes the ground.

When it's electrifying
you've just got to turn
up the amp,
blare it loud
when outside
it's cold and damp.

When you feel
like your life has
gone off track,
just put on a good ole
Rock N'roll song
to get the good times
back.

The sounds of the radio
music playing on air,
moving to that Rock N' roll
feeling without a worry
or a care.

If you want to
feel the energy
and put back into your life
some fizz,
then keep listening to
Rock N' roll,
cuz that's just what
it is.

Children of the revolution

2007-02-18T06:59:00.000-08:00

Children of the revolution
you are the solution,
for it's through your eyes
that you'll emerge from
the sewers of squalor and
destitution.

The cracks are clearly
visible right here and now,
to fight for truth and justice
will be your life long
vow.

To defend the helpless
and those that
have become weak,
to revive a World
who's future
has become dreary
and bleak.

We all come in
different shapes
and sizes,
but it's your generation
who'll be amongst the
brightest prizes.

Things appear to have
got bad
because there are few ideas
and nowhere for them to go,
that we have come to feel
the tremors below.

You might not appear
to have much to give,
but your the children
of the revolution
so that other's can live.

Some might think
that now is finally
our demise,
but fear has blinded
our eyes.

You'll encourage the World
and it's people to take
a look,
and will write a new chapter
in life's book.

Children of the revolution
show mercy to those
who have lost their way,
who forgot what it was like
to happily play

A 21st century way of living

2007-02-18T05:27:00.000-08:00

There's been
more taking
than giving,
is this to be
a 21st century
way of living.

Where is the
caring and all
the hope,
are we only going to
be nice to one another
if we take dope.

Where's the basic decency
and humanity,
in a World that has been
turning towards insanity.

What's been created is
a back log and too rigid
a dividing line,
everything we say and do
is a warning sign.

We've got to start
living and thinking
much further ahead,
a brighter future of creativity
instead.

Doctors that can find suitable
cures for many life threatening
diseases and solutions to some
of the social ill's,
a society that has progressed
from life threatening spills.

A 21st century way of living
doesn't have to be all perilous
doom and gloom,
just to redress the balance
to find some room.

We must believe once again
in each other,
in a World of bizarre atmosphere,
because a 21st way of living
could be the purpose today
as to why we're here.

The driving force

2007-02-18T04:56:00.000-08:00

Politicians give me gas,
and are usually talking
right out of their ass.

This topic for some
might not be polite,
but just like gas
it's about what
they can ignite.

We're a methane driven
society this everybody know's,
but the political gases
forever grows.

It get's to the point
where you've hardly
got enough room to breathe,
what's it going to take
to relieve.

Just like gas
there's not too
much political restraint,
and what's coming out
or is it a case of no it ain't.

Politicians can be fuelled
by desire that's enough
to set everyone else pants
on fire.

They block the passageways
and the air vents
with their gasious ideas,
we haven't breathed good
clean air in years.

Is this a question of
energy or a purely
agricultural matter,
all over the political
headlines something
will splatter.

Alright if they are stuck
for ideas and there's
no where else for all that
trapped gas to go,
then oneday like
a volcanic eruption
it's gonna blow.

Political leaders are
supposed to be in
society the driving force,
but their over inflated ideas
are like gas and
steer them off course.

People power

2007-02-18T04:24:00.000-08:00

If we could make
the time for just one hour,
then this World could
experience true
people power.

All individuals
but united in spirit
throughout every land,
there are so many things
about one another
we could learn to understand.

United we could all make
a choice,
for all to recognise people power
and it's voice.

Not to act in anger
or to abuse,
because if we play that game
we'll all lose.

Many different places
and yet we all have unique
and individual faces.

We could learn to address
the things that really
matter the most,
people power playing host.

The material World
can only go on for
so long,
then it possess the potential
for going wrong.

You may not know the
person doing this to you
along with other's who've
been slain and betrayed,
that's why people power
must be brightly displayed.

People power is the shape
and forming of thing's,
for the unity behind it
truly sings.

This is not about toppling
Governments or attaining
cult status,
for that odour can become
like a foul stench flatus.

Show the World and
ourselves that people
power matters more,
salvage what we can
from what's been washed
up on shore.

For the tide is turning
and no matter what we do
we're all living and learning.

But no matter what life
throws at us,
we must not become a slave,
people power must seek
a more enlightened way
to live and behave.

Wherever we roam

2007-02-18T03:35:00.000-08:00

Wherever we roam
this World is
our home.

A landscape that is desert
a home built upon ice,
wherever we roam
can come at a price.

Those that venture
into a new terrain,
yet living in a sitting
for some can be insane.

Some need the freedom
and expression of the wide
open road,
whilst a river's water's
met the sea and into it
they flowed.

Wherever we roam
through the long tall
tree's and grass,
to the peaks that
overlook a mountain pass.

To the animals of the land,
water, and sky
wherever we roam
they too pass us by.

Wherever we roam
through the driving wind,
and rain,
we live in such a beautiful World
yet still find it within ourselves
to remain divided and complain.

The skylight of the World
oneday can be brightly shining
from way up high,
so that wherever we roam
we have the chance in life
for another try.

The magic that is ours

2007-02-18T03:08:00.000-08:00

If we could wish
upon billions of star's,
but instead look inside ourselves
to discover the magic
that is ours.

A wish that stirs
the beating heart,
rather than what
drives us apart.

The magic that is ours
through all we've been
experiencing and feeling,
even when it appears
that life has been stealing.

But the magic that is our's
is always there,
even when it's our soul
we have to bare.

The World might appear
wicked and cruel,
but the magic that is ours
can make it through school.

Some might be rich
and another poor,
but the magic that is ours
can emerge in ways
you never thought possble before.

The magic that is our's
is recognisng the brilliance
of our own inner light,
that continue's journeying
on through the dark and
deserted lonely night.

Being taken for a ride

2007-02-18T02:36:00.000-08:00

Worlds collide
and you wake up
feeling like
your being taken
for a ride.

From what direction
it came from
is not quite clear,
only that it looked like
another was trying to
steer.

Maybe you should
have gone for a tandem,
and decided upon who
goes on front and back,
then everything might
have moved along
a smoother track.

But the journey
became rough and unsteady,
when trouble occurred
neither was ready.

Being taken for a ride
had provided a brief
and breath taking view,
but you soon discovered
it wasn't the one right
for you.

You have to make it
on your own now,
and it sometimes feels
like a permanent uphill slog,
but at least it's not somebody elses
limelight your trying to steal or hog.

You continue finding
your own way,
because being taken
for a ride
is something we all
need to keep at bay.

Keep going on
the way you are
and the process of
becoming super fit,
because upon yourself
you shouldn't quit.

Politics is bankrupt

2007-02-18T01:43:00.000-08:00

Politics is bankrupt
in every single way,
leaders love the
sound of their own voices,
but have too many obstacles
in their way.

Politicians are here
today and gone tomorrow,
whilst the rest of us
deal with our pains and sorrow.

The real world is
full of hungry mouths
to feed,
whilst big business and
political resources fuel greed.

Some might say
this is absurd,
but political spin
today is the word.

Some leaders had
decided to go to war,
how would we feel if
a soldier came knocking
down our door.

It's been tried so many
times and here we are today
and once again,
the front lines of sacrifice
full of young women and men.

Politicians really spare no
expense when it comes to
fighting a war,
leaving their own country
financially red raw.

The media with
an ability in politics
to make or break,
whilst so many people's
lives are at stake.

Politics that is
like soft cushioning and foam,
far more attractive upon the surface,
than what you'll find in
an ordinary home.

Somehow you want to believe
that they are trying to keep
the dream alive,
but there's too much stinging to
be had in the political Beehive.

Politics is bankrupt
in every single way,
because it's too big an ocean to cover
in the World we live in today.

Be aware

2007-02-18T01:29:00.001-08:00

Be aware
when your out
there.

Global warming's occuring
and many things will change,
weather that we once took
for granted
is turning strange.

We're looking for answer's
to see if we can mend,
or will mother nature
introduce a different blend.

This is not about a demise
but the truth about ourselves
and for everyone to open
their eyes.

In all things nowadays
we must be aware,
but wherever you are
upon this planet,
take care.