Well that's me for today. My little picture has progressed quite nicely. I can't get it to come together at the moment, I have a sneaky suspicion that everyone needs to back down and come to some resolutions tonight. I am sure Mr Assad is genuinely going to put reforms in place, but following the carnage in Libya it seems unwise to carve up another country in such a vunerable geo location. If the Americans agree that they will move all their scrap out of the neighbourhood, along with any merecenaries they have been funding I am sure everything will get back to 'normal' very quickly.

I suppose there is a possibility the God might relocate the Americans to the south pole in the next 12 hours if they don't, now that would be fun! I wonder who gets the north pole then. Hmmm, would that be the Chinese?

Yup I am definately feeling very random, and probably as high as a kite. I feel ok though. Must go and take the tablets...

I might just get Avivah's book finished this evening, however I do feel qute sleepy. I am going to a book launch tomorrow for a local Iconographer who has just made an Icon for each of our Twelve Parish Churches. It has been an enormous project for her this year, I am hoping I can talk her into giving me some lessons tomorrow.

It's a pity the Americans took religeous education out of their school curriculum. Our clergy are allowed to lead services at assemblies. No wonder the Americans forgot to be God fearing. They started worshipping their own 'American Dream' and forgot that a land built on pyramid schemes is one of make believe and slavery. That's why Moses led the Israelites away from Egypt.

I trust God implicitly. He will sort things out according to his plan. If that makes me sound like a lunatic, then the strong tower I run into is the name of the Lord.

May God Bless and keep every one of his Seven Million Babies safe, and give hope and freedom to each one, so that they may find their way to Him. May those who have oppressed others, and scorned them when they were ill, mis-treated or hated someone else be truly forgiven tonight, and may those who have suffered find it in their hearts to forgive. Not one has been lost by God, He knows the names of each of us. If he turned me from my path of undoing, and changed me as a person, then He can change anyone.

Sweet dreams, and may this world become a wonderful place for every one of us, where we value each other more than we value the possessions that do not build up our hope and love, we need room for a lot of faiths, in truth we all share the same Spirit.

I actually think in colour values, which is basically Hexadecimal I suppose. I also Think in shapes and structure and movement.

I have been twiddling about with this, I am thinking of a kind of pulsar engine. It works kind of 'now you see it now you don't'. Depending on a specific 'refraction' during 'flight' it is slightly out of sync.

Anyway I am stuck. I can't seem to get the rest out of my head. I suppose the closest thing to what I am thinking of is the old warp drive out of star treck. I have a sneaky suspicion it's also a 'sheilding' mechanism, as when it's operating it would be outside space time! Anyway, I gave myself a headache.

Some of the colour values aren't right though. I never did think Einstein had the equation right. Trouble is We only got to do a lot of Binary, I think I twigged that colours were easier to calculate, and it's much prettier drawing pictures. There again it might just be a lot of delusional rubbish....

It just occured to me that as we all like 'branding' things so much, it might be better to use the 'Commonwealth of Nations' structure to bring a little sanity back to the world. I like the idea of a common wealth for all people.

It is rather amusing that Greece stood up to Xerxes, and has now conquered the world with the Olympic Games. It has put an enormous financial strain on every nation that hosts these games. I am sure there can be a common fund to operate a 'Commonwealth Games' with. Besides, there are plenty of stadiums built, can't they just be done up a bit every year?

The other thing I think is ridiculous is how much footballers get paid, and how much their transfer fees are. My Husband has been a West Ham supporter all his life. Men need their clubs, and clans, it's just the way they are made.

My Husband was a Round Tabler as well, and now we enjoy our 41 club. Especially twinning with our friends. It is Rotarians who set up the shelter box initiative. To be honest if someone doesn't have time for a family life, and normal activities with ordinary like minded people, they lose touch with reality. My Husband was Chairman of Jersey Round Table in his time, and he is just going to be taking up the diplomatic role in 41 club. There is only our twinning to organise this year I think.

I remember we went to Mombasa for a couple of holidays, I think I might have mentioned this, but through Round Table we got invited to the Harry Laaka Clinic opening. (I think that's the spelling, sorry we still have the pennent somewhere tucked away). I met this beautiful lady, who invited me to share a meal at her home, while my Husband went to the Table meeting.

We also got to meet with Ken Matiba, as our friend's son knew her from Nairobi. We met outside church, and Mrs Matiba invited us for coffee. It was wonderful. I am just an ordinary person, and I got to meet some incredible people through just saying hello. I think I must have sat there looking like a gawping twit, I was so awed by what Mr Matiba got through, what an inspiration. I found him a good man, and who knows what stability he may have brought to Kenya. Perhaps as he is not so well, His son may be a 'chip off the old block' and try for reforms as well.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenneth_Matiba

Fancy pinching all the Occupy Wall Street cooking facilities and power lines. That was very mean. It is nice that everybody wanted to join in solidarity with the occupy wall street guys. I hope everyone doubles up to keep warm! please look after all those street people and grannies on their own, it would be awful if people died of hype-thermia.

It is very useful that we have a small power station on out 9x5 mile island. We have about 100,000 people here, and our guys can get power back on line within record time. So much for mega-stations! Heh! We have an old Concorde engine we can have up and running in about 10 minutes for emergencies.

It is very useful to have small sections of grid and local feed power to them from renewables. At least if one neighbour is knocked out, someone else can hook them up. The French do very well with their grid most of the time, pity it's mostly neuclear and we have a dirty great neuclear power station right off our coast. The ground is so sick with it, everything in the area had a sickly lime green aura to it.

I think it would be a nice gesture to send in a nice mobile soup/army kitchen to help out the OWS, how about all the ex-military chefs pulling in a few favours, and asking the government for some catering facilities instead of rubber bullets?

I am just being my normal random self and found this, I haven't a clue what these guys do, but as they advertise themselves as 'Cowboys', they are saying they do a good job with a hot iron!
http://www.rideforthebrand.net/tzk-capital-rftbs-latest

I wonder what would happen if every American decided not to do Thanksgiving this year, There would be one heck of a lot of Turkeys going cheap the day after! Hmmm, we say they gobble. I can't stand the smell of turkey myself, raw or cooked... in anything.

Besides, I doubt you can get a free range, organic bird, and I definately wouldn't eat anything that had been given growth hormones. You get to put on one heck of a lot of weight, and then have all sorts of health problems. Ooops I forgot, America doesn't have health insurance, so you would never know what hormones and junk is put in your food that gets past FDA! Think of all that lovely money people make from diet clubs and Gyms, and slimming pills and diet drinks.....

You realy have to check where you food comes from, At least with a local grower you know what he feeds his animals on. If it comes from a factory farm, you can bet it is going to be full of growth hormones. If you have a weight problem try cutting out any dairy milk and changing it for goat milk. And definately don't eat soft white bread made with winter wheat, it glues up your intestines, and you get all sorts of nasty things happen. Cut out as much refined foods as possible. If it comes down to home made veg soup, at least it's healthy.

I will have to go and get checked out at the doctor tomorrow, I have had a couple of nights now where I woke up, and I am firing on all engines at the moment. I was just checking out how well we were doing on the bow shock wave, and it all looks sweet to me. Did a few calculations and I think we might even get a lovely heart shaped retro rocket up our rear end. Did I explain I worked out most of my calculations in pictures? The one I did of the poppies was the one where I realised that without some very clever stuff we might just blow up. Anyway It took me a few weeks to paint it.

I do look up some random thinks, here are some nice juicy data pages to keep me amused for a few minutes, try typing in Geomacro Delineation and you get about 10 pages of clever stuff. All I am concerned is that this information is used correctly regarding the Energy consumption flow charts.

Well I just did a bit of squggly line language in my shed, which looks OK. I might go and colour it in later. I like Rainbow Writing as well. I have never tried doing it, I might have a go one of these days.

I suppose we all learned a very good lesson here, It is love that makes the world go round, not money!

I would love to get some felt boots that are made in Russia, What I could realy do with is some slippers as well. I wonder if someone will start importing them here. I think I might cut up an old, slightly moth eaten sheepskin I bought a couple of years ago from the charity shop and make myself some slippers today. I might see how many pairs I can make out of them. We are getting ready to send shoe box aid out to Romania again, and I love the idea of making some dinky little slippers to go in my shoe box.

There was one winter a few years ago where we were going through oil like we were running a power station. I am sure it wasn't being syphoned off. We then found the next winter, which was very cold... the tank hardly went down at all. I turned round to my Husband and said the the paralell universe us, that we lived in last year must have used all our oil and we were getting our own back!

Anyway, let's stop being silly and renew all the infrastructure, get some crops back in the ground, and get everybody doing something they love doing again rather than working in soul-less grinding slavery, just for the love of money and the things it represents to us.

People so often misquote the Bible. 'It is the love of money that is the root of all evil'.

This is why we are asked to give the firstfruits to God, our ten per cent tithe to benifit others in the world, (When correctly managed) is sufficient to take care of those who can't care for themselves. The other ninety per cent is what we get to enjoy, and this strangely multiplies beyond any rational equation...

The problem with being me, is the randomness of everything. I definately felt my butterfly break on my ear-ring last night. I felt it fall into two bits in my hand, so I just took the ear-ring out and put it on the bedside table thinking... 'Oh well, sort that one out in the morning'. So anyway I decide to see where I put my ear-ring, then found the butterfly... in one bit... so I got the pliers, which are way too big to go into a little ear-ring butterfly and re-shaped it as though they were the little itty-bitty jewellery ones.

This is all rather disconcerting of course, but perfectly feasable, because the butterfly is fixed and nice and snappy when I put the ear-ring back in. Sorted.

I told my husband I had fixed my ear-ring, and he said that was fine, because I must still be drunk. Actually I am just hungry.

We have a gorgeous day here in Jersey (well our bit), so I want to put some washing on the line. My washing likes it on the line, it doesn't like it in the tumble dryer. It refused to get dry after a tumble yesterday, so I put it on the clothes airer in the spare room. It is still sopping wet, so it needed a nice day to get it dry...

So we have a lovely day to dry clothes... so I am going to put the sheets on the line. I wonder how long I will stay drunk for? Well I remembered I had a total of three and a half glasses of rose wine last night, which is way too much wine for someone like me. Working on the quantum quaffing theory, I may as well have drunk three and a half tanker loads. No wonder I have a hangover!

Anyway the poppy lady came this morning, so I gave her everything except a tenner, which I might need to buy milk this week. I didn't need the poppys because, I got some the other day at the Town Hall when I went to pay my parking fine. No-one in there knew what day of the week it was either, so I felt quite good about handing over the £30. I was gutted when I got it mind you, and no we don't blag our way out of them! That's why we don't have all the corruption problems everybody else does. If I am stupid enough not to move my car before my parking ticket runs out and I get nabbed, I expect to pay a fine. That way we get a traffic warden! Where would we be without a traffic warden?

Besides my friend that I don't see very often works at the town hall processing the parking fines. If I got more parking fines I could go and see her at work more and have a chat!

Right, I realy do need to take myself off and get some food.

Have fun, but don't blow anything up, it might not be very easy to fix and cost lots of money to put it right, and as everyone is skint right now you will just have to rely on everyone's generosity of spirit, and expansiveness to get everything looking shipshape.

At least the headache has nearly gone... gone completely now it's later.

Well I recovered the dressing table stool, and it looks fine. I realy enjoyed doing it, so I might find something else to renovate. I am eying up a bedroom chair that might be fun to give a new lease of life. It is a lovely chair, I bought it at an auction for twelve quid. That is ridiculously cheap as it is mahogony and was made by someone at least a hundred years ago. The webbing and all that is perfect. The Blue water silk looks a bit washed out, but it goes with my decor, so although I fancy doing it, there isn't a huge point, as I would only cover it with the same silk cover, although I might pad it out a bit more.

It is still a wonderful day, and just seems so peaceful and still. It is so hard to imagine all the ills of the world from this little cocoon I call home, but the thought of people struggling, homeless, fighting with each other, allowing the old racial hatreds to manifest in their societies is horrible.

I realise there is no point in trying to persuade the neo-nazi youths that are realy sociopathic hooligans. 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychopathy

Well it rather looks as though the 1% of the world's population that are running the governments, and banks, and have snaffed all the wealth from the 99% might actually fall into this category as well. They just don't seem to care in America that people are so impoverished by not investing in them.

I have a mild form of dissasociation, and I find it very difficult to make friends. I think that is because I am strange and unpredictable. However I love people very much, I just don't go all mushy and I am not very chatty.  I don't have any problem writing things down if I feel like it though. So I suppose this might qualify as a hair's breadth of Autism or something. I don't like the idea of being abnormally normal, I don't know any other abnormally normal people so I feel very lonely sometimes.

I saw the opening of the new Bolshi Theatre on TV. It is amazing, what an incredible restoration project, and it has obviously made a huge impact on the economy as well as providing for the arts. Russia has had a few difficult years in the last century, but has always had a fantastic arts program. We so wanted to visit Russia about 10 years ago on a pilgrimage trip, but unfortunately it got cancelled. The tour company went bust, but we did get our money back. That's when I decided to go to Turvey Abbey and have a go at writing an icon. It was just wonderful to visit and be part of Abbey life for a week. I just cried and cried, I couldn't stop crying. I am filling up just thinking about it.

Anyway, I went back again a year later and did the Elijah icon. I couldn't go too often as I get very 'high' with so much worship and meditation. (I think I need the medication to counteract the meditative thing I seem to do all the time). I realy want to start making icons again once we have our finances sorted out.

Well today was a good day to have a hangover! I feel quite normal for it.




 

This is a bit random, all the stuff I have written since May until a few days ago has just got 'eaten'. It just doesn't show up when I looked at my website on Google. There is one heck of a lot of editing going on in websites and blogs!

(next morning)
Take it all back, there must have been some sort of glitch that just happened. We went to friends last night and I got very drunk on a couple of glasses of wine! I realy must be more careful, I was just having a manic moment, and being rather rude, totally random and talking a load of gibberish. No wonder I used to get locked up! People are a bit more tolerant of me these days.

I was having a problem with 'virtual reality'. We started talking about particle physics at one point, and I said it is one of the paradoxes that space expands to fill the need. Our friends have a very small home like us, and have just put a new conservatory in.

The problem for them is that the exterior of the conservatory measurement, and the patio measurement, do not correspond with the number of square yards of tiles and paving that was laid down! They can't understand why a six foot by twelve foot, (Or thereabouts) which should take say 8 square yards of tiles, plus another box to allow for cuts, which might not be needed anyway.... needed an extra four square yards of tiles. Yup the tiles were laid down, also there must have been over twenty people in their living room that technically is not big enough to swing a cat in, (The furry type) yet there were still groupings of people with plenty of space between them, and no one bumping into each other!

I would have explained that this was what CS Lewis was writing about in alice in wonderland, but instead we started talking about the tardis out of Dr Who. Then I decided to go outside for a fag, and spotted that the grass didn't look right. It didn't feel right either. It kind of seemd plasticky. I decided it was virtual grass and that I was obviously quite drunk! It was about this time I decided to get some food and ate the last of the chilli con carne and rice, except the pudding had been put on the table by this time, so I thought I might as well have that as well, and not bother to come back later when It might all be gone.

It was a ginger trifle/tirimisu sort of goo, and I suddenly found that the chilli and pudding are a match made in heaven. It was sort of meaty and chewy, and soft and gooey. Once My Husband realised I was eating my pudding with the chilli and rice, he had a sense of humour failure and wanted to go home.

So we went home. I now have a headache, and the butterfly of one of my earings broke when I got into bed, so I need to get a new butterfly. The ear rings were made by my brother who is a master jeweller, they are cubic zircons and I have been wearing them ever since he gave them to me. I feel very lop sided with only one ear-ring in this morning.

I might take this one off and find something else a bit dangly.

Note to self; don't drink when you go out, you are random enough already, and getting drunk at other people's parties is very rude...

good thing people here know what I am like!

 

I remember when we were children our two 'great aunts' knitted all our jumpers. I never realised then how wonderful these jumpers were. Each year we would get new school jumpers knitted for us in wool. We sent ones that we had outgrown back, and they undid them and re-knitted them.

The thing was they had been 'lifelong friends'.  In those days this kind of relationship was not spoken of. One Aunt knitted the sleeves and the other knitted the bodies, then they were stitched together. You could only just see there was a slight difference of tension in the knitting, but you would never know, (unless you knew, if you know what I mean!)

Now, even with thermals, fleeces, and polar fabric layered on I still get cold. These jumpers were knitted with love, and they kept us warm.

Both my Husband and I remember waking up in winter mornings with ice on the inside of our windows!

We found we all had the same strategy. Keep your clothes by the side of the bed, grab them and get them warm, and dress under the covers! Yes we only got our clothes washed once a week. We had to wear our underclothes and vests (they were fine wool and cotton back then) a few times, and we probably smelt a bit. We only got baths every day in our house if we shared the water, and we were expected to have a strip wash on days that we weren't having baths.

I had terrible chillblains as a child! I remember my Granny putting a handful of snow on them to stop them hurting. We wore knitted gloves and played snowball fights in them. They just got crispy. We survived!

I actually put my heating on for about half an hour yesterday afternoon, and I was so hot I had to switch it off again PDQ! I thought I would toast. I  actually prefer to be a bit on the cold side. That's why I don't do well in hot climates. I find the clothes I love don't fall apart, and they keep me much warmer.

The people in Turkey are in dire straits. I know I support Shelter Box, but flimsy plastic tents are no good in winter. However a Yurt, or a Saami tent is ideal. I know that a traditional hand made Yurt is expensive, but there are a lot of people producing them now. I am wondering if world governments and charities can sponsor a lot of Yurts (Including the little log burner) for the people in Turkey. This would be great for the local manufacturers who make them, and be good for employment in rural areas too. Perhaps the manufacturers would be able to make them cheaper if there was a good volume of them ordered.

Something made by hand by people who put love into their work is the real treasure to base our economy of renewed hope on. If we give to others, it does benefit us too. We have a real sense of doing something worthwhile, and a pleasure in the doing of it. Can this kind of economy of choice be so wrong?

It would be great to have Yurts on the Shelter Box initiative too.

I am going to have a go at re-covering a dressing table stool today, wish me luck and




 

 

I watched the Kaiser report on RT this morning and had a lightbulb moment.

The one banking structure no-one gets to hear about is the Vatican Bank. I decided to look up how many Catholics in the world there are. http://www.catholicculture.org/news/headlines/index.cfm?storyid=5516

So even if you apply the 20/80 rule to this, and each Catholic only gives an aggregate of $1 per week to the collection we are talking an income in tax free cash of;
 
$233.2 billion x 52 so thats $12,126.4 billion. (Is it?) $12 Trillion a year? Even half that is a heck of a lot of money! What happens to it? I see all the adverts to donate money to feed the poor, but the poor never seem to get fed.

Perhaps what ought to happen is the churches that really want to make a difference to the community they serve, stop sending money up the tree to Rome, and start spending those donations actually helping local initiatives within their own parishes to get people back on their feet, fed, clothed and living in communities that support and nurture each others beliefs and differences as part of the rich tapestry of Humanity.

The commission Jesus gave to Peter was to 'Feed my Sheep'.

He did not say 'Fleece my Sheep' without mercy, leave them in the cold to die, and fight as many wars as you can to get as much land and stuff off other people.

Let me be clear, I am a Christian. I love Christ. I believe in God. I trust in the Holy Spirit to guide me. However I do not just blindly accept any doctrine, tradition or teaching without examination. It has to have sound scriptural substance for me to enjoy any credo.

I would hate to think that this is where the money is coming from to prop up European banks. If it is then I have to say that moral bankrupcy goes hand in hand with fiscal bancrupcy.

I would realy like it if someone who realy knows about this stuff can see what involvement the Vatican Bank has in world affairs.

I notice the floods have started in Italy. I wonder if the Vatican vaults are flood proof, or we will see some treasure being handed out in a chain of monks like Thailand just had to do?

Nah the Vatican would just claim on insurance!

Looks like a few ships might sink this weekend, it's a good thing Noah knew how to 'pitch' his Ark under God's instruction.

Well I have had a fairly productive day. I re-covered some furniture. I saved about £80 by doing it myself. It is a headboard that goes with some furniture for the bedroom in the flat I want to let. The furniture is second hand, but well cared for. Just that the headboard was realy worn. It had that buttoned velour in sort of pink. I managed to buy some stretchy faux leather vinyl, in a nice brown, and asked to have new foam cut, so I spent £40 on this and an afternoon taking it all apart and then re-building it again.

My Husband says I can stay! We will go and fit it into the surround tomorrow, and see what the effect looks like. It made it look a lot more contempory. Hmmm... well done me! I also have enough of the fabric to re-cover the dressing table stool, so I may do that over the weekend. I already had the staple gun.

Sweet dreams everybody, and hope everyone has a rewarding day tomorrow. We can only help each other get through all this anarchy, we are all each others helpers, and we have got to make a difference.

I always think freedom is a state of mind, and comfort a state of body. I might not feel very free even If I am comfortable, and sometimes I feel pretty uncomfortable, but I know I am free to think what I want.

There is a happy medium to all this somewhere.

http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1937370,00.html

That's where that fracking white seagull came from in my hoiliday snap.... and that twig flying about in the sky. So what's new?

Try reading Ecclesiastes. Perhaps a bit dull in the literary sense, which is why no-one reads it.
Does anyone think God can be 'captured' unless He feels like being available?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Higgs_boson
Thinking about it, that seagull must have flown a long way with that bit of baguette!... Right from over here, to over here, and over there and over there. Pouf, ze bird flys past wiz ze baguette, and drops it. and it doesn't bouce of the high voltage cable, but turns into toast. At least the bird had more sense than land on the cable and get it's feet and feathers incinerated. Perhaps this bird has now the means to be given instructons as well. Mission accepted and all that! Random, very random....

How about a rodent, they love a bit of wire chewing! Mmmmm, yummy, sub zero temperatures? Just a minor adjustment to the time phase internal combustion matrix.... I can feel myself washing my ears as I write!