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Reblog~~Saturdays Sudsy Soapbox

I’m still struggling with tech issues! Link drop ticker (title heading only, no article to read & comment area chat space open at swishing up (test phase continuing!)

Earth calling stushooz… come in stushooz, your timeout is up… and tell colleen i’d like my fashion drawing book back if you”re still over her way please! (Your email account might be down! Gawd will you two get a mobile phone between you at least! I won’t leave you on the doorstep again! I’ve stopped sulking, now will you…?


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RBRC 2017 – restarting ‘The Zen Gun’

Hoping my WordPress doesn’t crash this time (almost twelve hours later)! I’m having some helluvatimes with all kinds of issues again right now. Not WP issues, just generally! Anyway…

Mliae’s Recycled Book Reading Challenge

I’m going to try and keep up with this this time round! Here’s a book I have read before, a long time ago now. I restarted it a couple of times already. (I should really try finishing the new book I started reading before I get back to this one!)

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I’m not going to try and write ‘book review’ type posts, I’m no good at them for one thing! I find it incredibly difficult to not only be comfortable to read but also to hold a book to read and then to even remember the storyline enough to keep reading linear texts! I tend to dip in and out and read fragments of all sorts rather than read properly. But I loved this story the first time round. I never even knew what a chimera was until I read this. The American version of this book has a different cover and looks stupid! It also looks like there might be some factual discrepancies around potential misrepresentations or questionable representations. The English author of this book is reported to have died in 2008 of bowel cancer.

“Under the vast spans of Archway City all apparently was at peace. The sky boulevards, beneath which gentle clouds floated, sparkled brilliant as ever…

But within that tranquil architectural grandiosity was an atmosphere of uncertainty and dismay…

…Still, it was lucky they had not bought in the two Star Force fleets, as had been planned. With one on the side of the Council and one on the side of the Biotists, well…”

 

[fragments extracted from pages 120 to 121 of the UK edition of ‘The Zen Gun’ by Barrington J. Bayley ©

 


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New books arrived but…

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England! 10:26am, view from my front yard. We’ve had strange mists as if in a freezer unit – but Nottingham does have industrial centres of bio-technology and apparently artists can even make installations with clouds, or rainbows… or so much can happen in nature and the man-made world while as ‘a society’ we can be so hypnotised by distractions we don’t even notice some very profound and fundamental things. Never mind…

I had my payment card fly out of my hand and misplace itself quite some months ago and so, now sorted, I recently treated myself to some much needed spending – amazon amazed me with standard delivery arriving so quickly and Royal Mail efficiency delivered soem new books to cheer me up and kick my ass into gear a little, hopefully…

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I first read Scott Nicholson on the kindle for pc app before they ruined the programme, made the update too bright to use and robbed my offline library! So I’m boycotting kindle and unable to support authors who only hobby-publish via a bogus programme like kindle. However,…

I’m really pleased with the quality of Scott’s print-on-demand versions of his books. It’ll take me an age to read them maybe except the stories are very immersive (from what I remember of the kindle reading I managed to complete) AND these books have lovely clear fonts with quite large print.

And I had a lovely while interacting with Michael’s book this morning! I’d already started from the back of the book, doodling away with one or two prompts, before finding he even suggests flippin’ it about anyway you like it! Lol. Fun times!

So, getting back to the Recycled Book Reading Challenge with Mliae soon and one of my secondhands to try and read properly enough to make a nice post with it. (I still not completed reading Molly Sugden’s ‘Shoes Were for Sunday’ yet!)


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i never ever reached the finishing line…

… but I enjoy fishing for soup!

Maybe someone out there remembers me from college. Art college at Bath…? nope, not quite, but you’d know the one.

i didn’t graduate anywhere but with lifelong disabling illness and country that even now appears to have equality all done and dusted and still ‘Fine in Theory, not in practise’ and blaming it on the little guy! UK education, public service and on ward are barely fit for purpose.

Nor am I. But maybe you remember me from failing to keep up with THD204 … and when I was thinking of writing something from the news I’d had an ‘inspired post’ idea from something in one of these from my O.U. learning way back when… [studying internet and society I only got as far as generalised reading too much and learning how to route a home network!] 

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So blog workshopping ‘alumni’ group is maybe only set up for graduates? If so, I missed that in the Commons discussions and that push would seem to contradict BloggingU founding principles of blogging being for ALL. But we’re now deprived of all our previous Commons interactions so can’t check or verify any of those founding principles from when our amateur blogging group – many of whom are now striving for professional development (while some of us linger for the average joe-bloggs types for whom that type of url seemed dedicated).

Maybe I’m confusing myself again trying to read too much toward writing for a simple creative writing topic post over there! Away then!


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Another post in/for a Brave New World?

Where is everyone? Busy celebrating inauguration? I was very glad to see there is still somewhere that LOOKS like Washington – and not surprised to see it so quite quiet. Quite surprised to see that an apparent extortionist can actually proceed to such circumstance. Maybe I should be begging forgiveness for my bare English cheek but I wouldn’t waste my breath! That man has no authority whatsoever in my mind’s eye and I shouldn’t waste my breath even giving him a mention! I do try to remember he is just an old man from another place, a father and grandfather. Just a man. Shoddy as any other. And worse besides…

I’ll be the first to admit that I’m just a shoddy woman too! But I’m not a bully like some appear to be – and I won’t put up with it either!

I assume to be as entitled to freedom of speech and creative expression as previously but…

This is what happens when my energy supplier blocks my online account and forces me to trek to the store to get prepaid electricity to feed to my meter. I bought newspapers. Just in case the world collapses overnight and there might never be anymore. And I’ve been using my Facebook as if it’s a blog in the most unwise ways lately – like answering that ‘what’s on your mind?’ question … in bits and pieces and all at odds, with…

In some parts of the world,for many people, their world might have collapsed. Anytime between now and then…

Not so long back, pre-November 2016, online news headlines was suggesting that the British public should NOT be going online, as if there were some great threat and that we should only be receiving our news from our newspapers. How do you get a newspaper if you can’t get out to the shop and WHY would anyone not wish to check the propoganda campaigns against other sources for some measure of reliability? Not long after, and having ignored the ‘stay offline’ suggestion, there was a more sensible headline about hoax news stories. There seemed to be plenty of them. For decades.

I should get about reading blogs more. But everything’s changed at WordPress. A reflection of how the world has changed? How the poor have no equal rights even to an online blogging platform that previously encouraged amateur use, simply as humans, blogging for enjoyment and community and a sense of being human, connecting with other humans.

All of a sudden there’s this ‘premium’ with the ‘best for Freelancers and Entrepreneurs’ slant to it. That’ll get a lot of us Brits in trouble as hobbyist-bloggers, just passing time. When it’s your only way of having ‘social contact’ with the outside world it’s a very precious thing. In some cultures we’re not worthy enough for their sense of elitist privelege and should be weeded out – is how it feels. Maybe that’s why Brits should have been staying offline? Until it’s safe? Or what was there to really be scared about and why should we hide our online natural selves when propoganda instructs us to do so? The real world seems far more dangerous and abuse usually occurs from someone known, rather than from strangers.

Apparently we can ‘build a business website in just 10 days’ and with no offence intended to the Blogging U team, there’s a lot about that notion that flouts English Law and risks devastating deprivation to UK bloggers who might then be assumed to returning £250 weekly income as a minimum. Some of us blog to learn and practise and communicate and would NEVER wish to ‘monetise’ our blogs with advertising revenue. [If that’s what monetising a blog means, because there’s no clear info anywhere.] Some of us are fussy. Monetisation? That’s not BUSINESS!

I’ve not seen any statistics for quite a while, but a couple of years ago something like 94% ‘small businesses’ were failing within their first year in Britain. That’d be for these vague ideas of how easy it is and for inappropriate ‘support’ from Employment Services. Wondering how many made it to their second full year?! No doubt online service providers are getting more than their fair share of the blame for that too – although individuals should always accept responsibility for their own choices and actions. It’s been an oppressive and pressured experience for many tens of thousands of UK welfare claimants to ‘just start a business’ while set up to FAIL and having no viable alternative choice.

It maybe ok in some parts of the world to ask for donations as an individual in need too. But in the UK it’s illegal to beg, or even to give to someone who’s starving, homeless either money or food, or we risk a fine or arrest and a criminal charge. Crazy as that seems. I tend to ignore that law on the rare occasion I get anywhere, but with due care. And aware of the risk for myself and the other person. But I don’t have an active PayPal account and so can’t even buy anyone their coffee online and no way I’d risk that charge! And it’s a bit sickening seeing (local) professionals with a salary asking visitors to their website to donate by PayPal when you were expecting to find a method for giving an item for their art project!

Now it feels like it could be risky even visiting to read some blogs I’d normally visit, for the association with other individuals engaging in what might be entrepreneurial or professional writerly progressions. I’m not knocking them at all and mean no disrespect.

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My poem inspired after reading Cid Corman in SloPo last week and doodled this alternative presentation of it, just for fun. [I don’t write poetry often. I’m not a writer.]

But my blogs here are my personal creative space. If whenever i were to start self-employment, there’s no way I’d be bringing it into my personal /our community spaces.and it’s gonna take me maybe about five years to regain my health and maybe get my own Empty Plan together somehow in the meantime. There’s a lot of very complex issues to take into account. And I know it might not look like it, but still…once upon a time and every fairytale begins and ends in a nightmare of a tale.

 

 

 

 

 

 


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memento

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I bought this in Radford in a junk shop  almost 30 years ago – glad my housemates didn’t think it worth stealing when they ransacked my room while in hospital having my caesarean not long after (and glad I took my ID etc with me too but didn’t stop them causing shit later!

A couple of weeks ago at BW, Pam raised a prompt topic that is difficult to leave alone. I made a start at one of my other blogs here with  a post series in waiting for ‘The Memory of Things’.and thing is, I might have been posting still for transcript with my sketches of Snarl/Gnarl city girls sculpture I went to see once upon a time. But my electricity provider is being hopelessly problematic and today it’s been a whole week since alerting them to the need for help as a disabled customer. They know all this and can leave me for a week making a couple of days electricity last. It doesn’t help my health at all. I know that seems really selfish while millions are having to manage with far less in devastated circumstances!

So I’m still failing better than ever and will bigots and prejudiced twots please take a look at their own failings before judging and condemning innocent paying customers unfortunately dependent on so called welfare. Currently still at risk of the culling spree our government and local authority and public/private enterprise staff seem compelled to inflict. hopefully I can manage to make a call but I’ve been awake all night and might not make it with no coffee. Interference with even my grocery shopping and stores willing to deliver a camp stove but only if you can go in to collect the small gas canisters while bedbound is just flipping ridiculous!

AAAAH! England is such a shit-hole! No human rights for anyone unless they’re either a criminal OR if they can afford legal services! Anyone never read the Beveridge report? reads just like everything they say about Hitler! And now I won’t be able to post the student news cutting about the devastation we caused to Germany in WW2 while I mustn’t mention Hitler again?!!!


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Whatever is this Dark Net thing?

I know I’m a silver surfer when I have no idea what such things as ‘the Dark Net’ mean! I could try and guess. I sometimes wonder if it’s just the huge wodge of tagging some people apply at their blog posts to deter the search engines from picking up their stuff. I’d hedge a small bet (a spent match! not a button nor bean!) that I am most likely incorrect.

This is not a dark net. This my beautiful bathroom window by natural evening light. (It is an authentic eco-house for real! And I am grateful, of course!)

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And that [above!] is the best shot I got of the moon in ages. Taken from the inside, naturally. Not using flash, no lighting, just the moon lighting its way, piercing my dark net – you can see it needs a wash perhaps, but you need sunlight to see it and i’m waiting for the cleaning fairies springing along. Surely.

I am aware it is not a good photo, conventionally. But I love it as ‘documentation’. Is my excuse.And. I have worse subject matter of similar shit nothing alike ‘photography’.

I avoid conventions. Mostly. I just can’t do can do kind of things …

It was either a full moon this evening, or it was almost a full moon. Scientifically, I’m often a day ahead or behind the actual day. Similarly i’m usually naturally awake for sunrise at solstice a day or four ahead of the given day too. I don’t mind when I see a sunrise as long as I see one, or some. (Paganism is rooted in ancient native enslavement, so I just don’t believe…! I don’t mean to be offensive with that remark for being so pale!)

Seeing sunrise, the more often the better, however mundane and unspectacular my actual view of it might be. It’s just in the moment. It’s all there really is that ever seems anything of value at all, the wonder of mundane moments. There is nothing in the world worth more than one of those ‘wow’ moments as the field of light suddenly changes everything before your eyes, (but that’s not mundane, that’s glorious!) or the glimpse of light or shadow from a bird enters the interior space through a closed window and makes you jump of a sudden right out of your skin. that’s not mundane either. It’s nature’s reminder to not be scared of anything.

I didn’t imagine the phases of the moon seem to have passed double-speed. Did I miss understanding the ‘supermoon’ a few weeks back too? Only seven days ago I caught the halfmoon in a snap. Or is it usual this time of year for a half moon to take  a week? I should’ve paid attention better at school, apparently. But we keep getting history all wrong and passing it off as fact so who’d care about natural sciences and stuff when we could just be told and then so BELIEVE…

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Right up my street, with a tiny half moon, a straggle of hair? left, and luckily not a cracked lens! You can’t quite see that half-moon, but it was! (5th January, 2017, away to shop!)

We do seem to have bypassed winter, unless it’s just around the corner awaiting Eastertide. Or maybe I hibernated and everyone pretended to still be having that Xmas thing really just so I didn’t miss out… but I’m not going there, so until Easter…

Don’t get me wrong we have had some ice – I got to see all of less than one days worth so far this winter of this much significance…

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A stalagmite type icicle … how? Jack frost stay round my yard all night making that happen for me? Trickster dumpstering over the fence adhering it to the lid? Goodness knows, the cctv saw nothing that night! Otherwise: just my compost bin supporting ramshackle fence

I like rubbish to snaps, but that ice soon melted so no need to break it off. Very glad I don’t have a windscreen to scrape. I’ve noticed poor fellas doing that maybe three mornings so far, over 12 weeks (months numbered?) – but twice just for frost and a bit over dramatic and not quite matching terrain. Maybe they faced a different way. They were the other side, a bit down the beaten track at some small distance.

Rattling on, I seen the weirdest excuse for art somewhere this evening [says she whom makes rubbish excuses for art and creativity here! there! not at all all over!] and I wish I could remember but my history’s cleared again! it is a sod! when that happens… oh yeah, dodgy rattle tails and unethical pictorial use – except it looked like plastic or dough construction toy and more than a bit deer, at a guess. You’d have to hope no-one nowhere in the world would be such a desperado as to excuse ‘art’ for such animosity and selfish ignorance. [Says… !] Even the suggestion is offensive.

Oh and some funny Weber reminders with not enough full stops. Then there was the reminders of newspaper balls and composting – guess that’s why my bin lid in this post has to have a place!

Today wasn’t uneventful. Particularity. Spelt it wrong! Particlary. Peculiarly. Oh my days! I will remember! The sky changed more quickly than I could keep pace and it never stops. There was no rain, just the threat of some. Momentary. Once upon a time…

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If you visited my yard, you might never believe this really is my very own view! (unedited snap taken 11th January2017, from my doorstep)