A Fairytale…

Once upon a time, Pragmatism, Process and Common-sense jointly ruled the realm. Pragmatism led, Common-sense gave advice, and Process made sure everything happened once decisions had been made. The people of the realm lived ordered and sensible lives that, while occasionally challenging, gave them a varied and interesting society.

The, one day, Process took control. Nobody saw it happen, there was no sound, no obvious sign, and definitely no blood; in fact for a while nobody knew it had happened, but all of a sudden Pragmatism and Common-sense had vanished, never to be seen again.

The people went looking for it for a while, but soon found themselves forgetting about them as they settled into the familiarity of sameness. It wasn’t long before Pragmatism and Common-sense receded into mists of myth and legend. The comfort of Process was soothing.

However, people soon become regimented, ordered, so much so that they found themselves captive to Process, slaves who were not allowed to divert from ‘the course’, were unable to think for themselves.

They longed for Common-sense and Pragmatism, but these leaders were never seen again. It is rumoured they only exist in the far off kingdom of Imagination, Hope and Regret. Given and inch, Process had taken a mile, took control of everything, made all things uniform, smashed circles so they would fit into square holes, destroyed difference, hammered bumps in the landscape to homogenous flatness and predictability.

Everybody lived miserably-ever-after until they all went numb with boredom and became soul-less vegetables with no awareness of time.

The End.


The Last Night

Empty promises rise up from within
accompanied by rose-coloured glasses
always to hand, though they’re not
much help with your head stuck
firmly in the sand, self-suffocating.

Nobody sees the fake smile plastered
across your face; you don’t see the
fake smiles on theirs, as knives screech
and scrape across whetstones, and
they just stare right through you.

There is an itch in the middle of your
back, but that’s not the problem that
bothers you the most – you’re the bread
put under the grill, you’re about
to become toast – you’re through.

They’ll come at dawn.

Too Busy?

Time-poor yet again?
The hours filled by your own hand?
Time to stop whining!


The Best Relaxation

I love my guitar – it has to be the best stress reliever that I know. It doesn’t matter how tough a day has been, the moment I play that first note and listen to it sing out, I feel the tension lessen. Soon it will be gone completely as I immerse myself in the construction of a new melody or playing an older one, listening to the notes flow together, the chords resonating, feeling the rhythm through my body.

I will generally start on the acoustic if I’m thinking of a new song, and then graduate to the electric if I feel inclined. Some days I only play for 15 minutes, but it is enough to relax and get rid of the trials of the day; it’s like a sort of soundwave massage.

So, I recommend you take up an instrument of some sort. You don’t have to play it well (just ask my wife!), just listen to the pure notes echo through your mind, smoothing it, soothing it, lifting it. I reckon you’ll find that it works. Give it a go.

WARP’s public transport policy

Another well-thought out policy from WARP – I promise not to quit my day job

Western Australian Revolutionary Party

Yes, after some lengthy time without a policy in sight, a bit like the modern political party that it aspires to be, WARP has dived head-first into the quagmire, road rage incidents, and tailback that is public transport in Perth.

Acknowledging that:
a) there are too many cars on the road,
b) there aren’t enough trains or buses,
c) the taxi problem hasn’t yet been sorted out,
d) we haven’t embraced bicycle infrastructure like other cities; and
e) nobody wants to pay for light-rail,

WARP will supply each and every adult with a brand new personalised jetpack. This will make the commute to Perth a lot less congested and hopefully a lot more exciting than sitting on public transport next to the guy who hasn’t showered, the woman whose perfume is threatening to suffocate you, or the teenager who is playing music so loud they will probably be deaf in…

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Enjoy Your Existence

I spent two years exploring for gold and diamonds in Western Australia in 1993 & 1994. I was paid well to do it and had two of the best years of my life. This was a lot of fun.

Some would say I was lucky, but this wasn’t luck; this was a clear choice that I had made back in 1992 when I was in the UK. It was a conscious decision to dump the prospect of an office-bound existence for the foreseeable future and go to see what lay out in the middle of nowhere in a different country. And anyway, are we not duty-bound to spend some time simply enjoying our existence rather than succumbing to the relentless demands of modern life?  Think for a minute about what we often take for granted. What we never really appreciate because of all the static that fills our lives.

Consider how many planets there are. Trillions I expect, or an even bigger number – astronomers probably have this number at their fingertips give or take a few billion here and there. Consider the chances of finding life on them – very slim indeed, millions or even billions to one. Consider then how lucky we are that our atoms have managed to organise themselves into coherent beings, irrespective of how you believe that has happened.

So there should be no feelings of guilt when having a lazy day in the back garden enjoying the feeling of the sun on your skin, or listening to the wind rustle in the leaves, or simply being able to daydream. Keep away that nagging feeling that you should be doing something else that has been deemed productive! What is productivity anyway? This takes a bit of training, but I can attest that it is very possible. This is certainly not wasting time, despite what some may say.

Spend some time marvelling in the fact that a very thin layer of ozone is stopping you being fried on the spot that you sit. Be amazed at how thin the atmosphere really is, and that without its accompanying magnetic field you would be exposed to the solar wind – and die very quickly. Spend some time thinking about the structure of the planet that provides this magnetic field and the relatively thin layer of cool ‘crust’ that protects us from the internal heat of the planet. We live a relatively fragile existence and are here against all probability – probably.

Forget concepts like being ‘productive’, being ‘time-poor’, or even the whole concept of wasting time, after all time is yours to do with as you wish. Physicists suggest that time might not be absolute after all – who knows what lies ahead; it might already have happened. Don’t forget how lucky we are to exist and be able to use our senses to enjoy the world. Don’t get too caught up in the office politics, the guilt that you don’t exercise enough, or even, dare I say it, the environmental challenges we are facing. Life is about more than this, much more. We could be hit by an unknown meteor next year or next month, so spend some time thinking about what you can take with you when you go.

Unfortunately, you can’t take anything with you, and that is the point. The only thing that can be of any use when you’re lying on your deathbed (other than being able to reverse time – I’m sure aforementioned physicists are working on this) is your experience of life. And we only get one go at it. One go, that is all. So don’t spend too much time dreaming about what you could do if you could only free yourselves of your self-imposed chains, use some of your precious time to do that which you can or that you have always wanted to do. However, ask your partner first, they might get a bit of a shock if you suddenly call them from half way up Mount Everest.

I firmly believe that a wasted life is one that you haven’t enjoyed, so make sure enjoy it as much as is possible. Put modern society into its proper perspective; there will always be people telling you how you should live your life, but you are the only one that can make the decisions. Also, remember that old adage – time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time. If you do this then life will seem a lot more enjoyable and a lot less like hard work. I always remember this no matter what the situation, because when you’re travelling and out of your comfort zone, life can seem just a little bit tough at times.



Yeah, I know, I posted this a couple of years ago, but I just re-read it and thought it was worth a second go around!

Five from Rainbow – this’ll rock your socks off!

Yes, it’s time for another foray into music, and this time it’s rock, real rock, even metal. But this metal is from the late 70s early 80s. I’m talking Ritchie Blackmore and Rainbow. This band had great lead vocalists in Joe Lynn Turner, Ronnie James Dio, and Graeme Bonnet; their songs had great bass guitar work, good melodies and drumming by the great Cozy Powell (sadly missed now). They felt a little sleazy, but no worries there – they were a metal band in the 70s. What else would you expect? Rainbow are on the bands that define what heavy metal really should be. So what are the five songs?  In no particular order

  1. All Night Long – yeah, the bass drives this song along, the lyrics are, well, all about shagging groupie’s unless I’m mistaken, and the vocals by Graeme Bonnet are sublime and he looks rally cool in the video – at least I reckon he does
  2. I Surrender – more classic rock, this time with Joe Lynn Turner behind the microphone.
  3. Since You Been Gone – this was the mega hit for Rainbow. Graeme Bonnet again at the helm.
  4. Kill the King – here we are in 1977, with Ronnie James Dio singing his heart out. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hL0GTHhtCXU
  5. Catch the Rainbow –a bit more mellow, with Dio again. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3VgV31vmUE


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