There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness - Carl Jung To be at one with God is to be at peace ... peace is to be found only within, and unless one finds it there he will never find it at all. Peace lies not in the external world. It lies within one's own soul. - Ralph Waldo Trine

Flashes of memories

Elections are open in Zimbabwe - PLEASE VOTE NOW!!!!

Today is D-Day in Zimbabwe - we all sit in our scattered locations around the world and hold our breath as this maniac takes another day to rant and rave his madness while the world stands by and continues to do nothing.

Another kid held at gunpoint while her home was randsacked, another woman loses her husband, watches as he is shot point blank infront of her, another woman has her hands chopped off because her husband is away and they are looking for him, another man set on fire in the city streets while cops look and laugh as he burns... how much more of this has to go on

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June 27th 2008 @ 11:16

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A Sunday ramble about time and space and Archaeologists and Computer Boffins

I have this book where I write on the first blank page I turn to. It`s where I write in pen and actually WRITE, not TYPE. I haven`t written anything in there in ages, haven`t felt like writing anything in ages full stop. So today I found myself drawn to those blank pages, with my leaking 'Papermate Grip Roller 0.7mm' pen and still have the ink stained fingers to prove it - I felt like Shakespeare or something... except I don`t sprout amazing words of wisdom, poetically captured for all of time.

I write in a cheap students diary on the day dated 29 December 2008

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June 23rd 2008 @ 00:24

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What happened there????

So a few posts ago speculation began as to what could possibly be the reason for the shoe in my above banner pic.

Tracy began the musing when she asked if the shoe belonged to me or not (which it didn`t btw) and we both wondered how on earth someone can manage to lose a single shoe, especially on a pebbly beach

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June 8th 2008 @ 08:52

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What do you miss most when you travel?

Having just spent the last two months flitting half way around the world I was quite teary eyed to be boarding the final plane in the wee hours of this morning and heading back from Japan. The beautiful scenery was compensation though - between the view from the outside cameras and the starry sky outside the window, complete with shooting stars as well as the most amazing sunrise this morning I was quite mesmerized.

However, as much as i wasn't ready to leave I have to admit I have missed one thing in particular. One thing that I miss whenever I travel to no matter where I travel and cannot take with me at any time I travel

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June 4th 2008 @ 08:11

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Advertising Madness

I don`t really watch much TV, but since I have been in the UK and have not had my home comforts around me, I have found myself stuck infront of the box on a more regular basis. I noticed that the ads used for kiddies lunch box snacks were a little... off putting to say the least. Surely you would want them to be ENTICED into eating these snacks, not chasing them away from it. I certainly know that if I were a 5 year old and saw these ads I wouldn`t be asking mummy for them for my lunch box...

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May 13th 2008 @ 11:19

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chasing clouds on trains of marshmallowed memories

the church steeples rise into the wintery skies who belie the season of spring where daffodils falsely coaxed from their beds lie withered and dying on their stalks too fragile to withstand the icy breath of a witch who poked her warted nose from the pages of a childs fairytale book filled with the pictures only an imagination brewed from the confines of a solitary cell of a mind left to its own devices could conjure up against the white starkness of a page where anything can be etched in pencil to be erased quickly as the footsteps of the warden began to pound on the cobbled street where horses and tired souls dragged their lives to their destination or back to their departure point depending on the eyes they chose to study the passing world with on that particular day

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May 12th 2008 @ 21:57

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the jumble jamble of a disengaged mind

the silver butterfly unfolded her wings still wet from her birth and raised her head to stare at the silent moon which hung over the beach in the full glare of a day dawned too early and on a sun which would set too soon to the moan of a thousand trees who stretched and groaned and creaked as the hush of a single breath of air raced seductively through the green leaves quivering in the shattered book of a man who no longer wobbled and wore his captains hat but instead stared at the pictures of his long lost lover returned to the dust from whence she came where the tears of the cat washed away every remnant of a mind full of the purple words of the little girl who skipped down the dusty road every day to the rhythm of the gentle sigh of mother earth as she protectively gazed upon her herd of little sheep in the many fields and concrete jungles that scattered messy heaps of human tragedies across shores and mountains and every type of something that every type of brain could imagine

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May 1st 2008 @ 23:15

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The Journeys Storm

The beach is deserted,
Lightning lifts its mighty sword
And slashes deep

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April 29th 2008 @ 10:11

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Just posting for the sake of posting

I know I need to post something, but I`m not really sure what to post because I`m feeling rather lethargic today and don`t fancy thinking about anything, so I'll share a few photos of the snow we had yesterday. There should be more on the way today, it`s certainly chilly enough for it

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April 7th 2008 @ 12:16

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Travel is the stuff of the gods!

As the sun rises on my second day in the UK I sit tapping away and listening to a few birds chirping outside in the fresh morning air. It`s chilly but the snow has melted - perhaps we will see some next week when I go further north to visit a few relatives.

I won`t be posting too many travel blogs on this one... it gives me an excuse to use my domain, which is a TRAVEL site, so if you care to keep up with the travels I have posted the first one here
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March 30th 2008 @ 05:59

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