Cause I'm Not A Cosmonaut (Revised ; )

I used to love the public lecture series The Perimeter Institute used to broadcast from Waterloo Ontario. Everything from cosmology, physics, relativity, articulated by some of the best minds in the filed. Anything that gives one a deeper understanding of the big picture, even if gleaned from molecular levels, and the earths relation to it - fascinates me no end.

But they stopped broacasting their televised lectures. I don't know why. But I do hope they come back, lest our vacuuous inner minds mirror the vast emptiness of outer space.

So I have gone back to the old fashioned method of finding and reading books that cover a variety of disciplines.

When I was in school they had classes for cosmetology.....?!?!....but not cosmology.

I think that pretty much sums up the schools ulterior uncongenial curriculum of underachment laid out for us, the bar set upon the ground to prepare it's pupils to trip over as they step into life.

The faeces they fed our malnourished minds was not only unconscionable, it should have been unlawful. However, upon recognizing this subtle, yet glaring disparaging chasm between my own interests, and that of the Provincial school boards impression of what they felt we only ought to only know, I did what any self possessed kid could do....

veer sharp left and venture on my merry way. Very disheartened to discover - so few did.

Why is that? How is that possible? Was school so wonderful for everyone else they just foolowed like lemmings? Or where there that many dud-buds being born to that many dud-families?
Where are we all?!? Why aren't there more independent thinkers, questioning seekers? Surely we haven't all been killed off,. or died prematurely ...have they!?

Philosophy was one of the first subjects I sought out to explore. Glad that it was. I didn't know at the time, but I was going to have to rely heavily on that inner strength training for years to come.

I get the fact, this could come across to one of those school-adhering-non-getters, that I'm blaming school for my not being more than I feel I could have been. I do not blame. (but they won't get that)

I thank.

It's like somehow being missed out on NOT getting the brain-bypass that everyone ahead of you experienced on the systems conveyer belt. without their comprehension or memory of there being a before, and me looking around going: whoa....check it out...no wonder they don't they see what's going on?

It's a bit of a socially unpopular way to be, but that in itself is extremely satisfying for me - not being able to relate to the horseshit out there is fine by me.

So I'm not a cosmonaut. Nothing can remove my facination and continued learning and discovery in all things of interest to me. Nor has it ebbed in time.

The way Fi sees it: To be one thing in life, automatically removes one from experiencing many other facets in and of life. In having to study one thing, automatically reduces your own time to learn other things. Life shoudl not be damned up, but a free flowing stream of consciousness.

Not unlike being shown a Kalediscope, and being asked by people when you're young: which colour do you want to be?

What?! I'm only allowed to be one thing!?

Am I the only one who never shattered my inner kalediscope to pick up with the tip of my pinky finger a tiny shard of blue?

And I would be blue, if ever agreed to restrict myself to only being a shard of that which was.

Socratic Mediocrity

I'm down with the fact, literally and figuratively, that people, schools, teachers and adults everywhere aren't opening what ought-to-be eager minds of young people everywhere anymore.

But why aren't they?

What on earrrrrrth are people so afraid of unleashing onto the world?

Individualism? Creativity? Expression? Innovative thinkers? or...gasp! Free thinkers?

Free thinkers are the bain of industries everywhere.

Free thinkers cost pharmaceutical companies, and every other insidious soul leeching industry that exists a lot in lost profit margins.

And for an industry to exist, know it is fundamentally insidious & soulless - it's simply the truth..name one that isn't.....even Mr. heavenly wray shining Ray Anderson's "ecological" carpet manufacturing company with size 2 footprint is horsefaecesy-ing you. Now, had he said in his gentlemanly subtle southern drawl, 'what the hell do we need kilometers of earth killing fake fabric to walk on anyway for? What on earrrrth am I doing here?!' and promptly abandoned everything that he knew all together [i.e.; obscene amounts of money] hitchhiked around the world and thought, then set up shop to made carpets out of 100% hemp...then he'd be less of the Hippocratic school of thought, more Socratically schooled.

But he didn't.

The current school of thought is based on the simple concept: Mediocrity

No natural development and securing strong fundamentals in which to support a cooperative society. That's bad for business.

Somewhere along the line some pampered ponces got damn comfy and supplanted life with Business profit margins and discovered a thinking society is not smart to butt up against.

Dumb 'em down and watch our profits reach outer orbit.

And so it is.

So, instead of letting minds learn about natural things they are innately and organically interested in, they are 'protected' and preserved from ever gleaning any objectivity or vertigo inducing perspective or knowledge of any sort.

So they've been handed, what are described as "tools"....not unlike flint, but not flint - cause flint could actually cause a spark - and that could be dangerous. That would be like putting a sense of power in the hands of a person.....not that a mediocre person should know what to do with it.

So, to protect everyone from open sparks and inflaming thoughts - no one ever comes to know, use or practise their capacity or personal worth...or what could be if only they had struck two stones....

Under the guise of protecting everybody from....what ?! We don't know...the only thing we do know and are told is - we have been protected from it....*....so we can die our predictable death safe and without a sound.

Never knowing 'what' it was we were protected from, but THAT we were kept safe from "it".


In retrospect, in doing & being so...have we not, in essence, killed that which we never allowed to be free? Like...oooo I dunno....honest sentient humanity?

So, what on earrrrrrth is the thinking, and the point in procreating in the first place?

oh riiiiiight, they weren't thinking...*....

cause they were never brought up or taught how to think logically or naturally

(imagine if that is bred out of us?!...seems awffa close at times !!)

So it baffles me how we went from a Socratic approach to growth and learning, to the mediocre milieu were are sitting in now.

Just because others have not mastered their own minds, and chosen to remain stubbornly-arms-crossed-while-holding-their-breath-defiant-as-a-terrible-two-year-old-thereby-acting-out-against-all-natural-and-logical-human-behavior, they have neglected to develop their own selves circumventing any possible acquisition of learning something of WORTH and VALUE to impart to an others own growth and development ch knowledge. I have to be okay with it, that has become the status quo.

Whatever.

It's their life and future. Not mine.

But what a strangle hold they have on everybody and everything who tried to squeak out.

Apathy And Other Hypothetical Paths

I have spent extensive hours studying entropic ennui, from the under the billowing folds of an enormous duvet...and can honestly, semi-conclude and report:

Everything IS as bad as we think it is.

But then I thought...

No, hang on, would that not also mean: things are only as bad as we think they are ?!

So, if we all thought differently, things would conversely have to appear, and even feel differently.
Right!?! Am I right?! Oui ?!? Non?! Am I onto something here*+;..

Not that logic and rationality is always readily at hand on the end table beside the kleenex box, in the dead-of-winter (a telling phrase I feel...'dead of winter' ((shudder)) ) when things aren't busily motoring along as they tend to in Summer's fuzzy bumble bee bum days.

Somewhere in the folds of my mind and duvet I realised everything we think, feel and ultimately come-to-know, is / was always & always will be just a decision away.

Then again, it's always the most simplistic things in and about life that are the most difficult.

But, let's go with this thought for a second....

Hypothetically, one could instantly recognize they are feeling like ___________insert word, feeling, experience or gist.

i.e.: a freshly plopped steamin' meadow muffin abandoned to rot and disintegrate on a frosty moor

or: sad

or: insignificant

My point, as steamin, sad and insignificant as it may be is - once you recognize you have ceased all involuntary actions like *blinking*, it is then you must walk your fixated glazed staring zombified, rigamortis-setting-self over to your Mp3 or iPod, and thumb your way through your unending quantity of songs, find Beethoven's 9th symphony...and with the last ounce of energy flick your opposable thumb, that isn't opposing or thumbing your decision, and let someone else's art and effort be what break you out of your wee bit of ennui, and rejuvenate your shrouded duvet spirits.

Be sure to crank up the volume up as loud as it can go, and launch into your heavy metal rocker air-head-banging thrashing movements to the life affirming symphony.

And voila, you have regained control of your helm, by summoning all your strength and power like WonderWoman (even if you're a guy) by deciding to: think, act, feel, do and be differently.


What are we supposed to do? I hear you ask, cause none of you were really paying attention cause there are some residual effects from that ennui grip?

That's how! How? You start by asking a question!

But ask this next one, not that one...

Prompt yourself with this question:

"Hey-ho-fella, why am I letting my brain ooze our of my ear, might I not need it later this year?"

Bottomline: Perhaps everything....anything....we couldn't imagine a mere nanosecond prior, is just a mere decision & action away.

Technically, I suppose that could apply to negative things too...but I won't give you any examples to template, or contemplate here.

Let's say within our happier hypothetical realm.

And if that doesn't help lift your spirits, go find some primary coloured underwear and pretend you're Wonder Woman and sit in your invisible plane until spring arrives, when you roll yourself out the hangar and rejoin the living.

bah ba ba ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh ba baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ba ba

You Can Say That Again

It's been said that everything's been said before.....>blink<....>blink<

But the chances of my having heard 'everything that's been said' is miniscule. It's miniscule-osity is in direct proportion to the sheer size of rock I have chosen to consciously live under.

But live consciously I do.

So when I'm blethering away with someone and a crazy new thought or concept or mini-minor-moment-of-truth pops to mind, I share it - unsensored - with whom I'm with. But what I, all too often, hear in those fleeting chuffed moments are things like, 'that was a Seinfeld episode'.

The thing is.....ok ok, THAT is a Seinfeld line right there, just seeing if you were listening. TV reception is pretty poor under large rocks.

But there is pride in re-inventing the wheel. So take pride in coming to that joke or conclusion. Because you did it yourself. Were someone to roll back the clock, you'd have been the first to come to such a conclusion. But this isn't a race to the widsom finish line. It's a marathon over generations upon generations of humans being.

However, there is a notable decline of participants with each generation.

What one discovers when they aren't being broadcast to with regularity, and scheduled programs is....you actually come to think quite creatively, and deeply for yourself.

You don't need to sit and watch someone, or something else be entertaining. It's actually in YOU, that is, if you can unplug a while and let your mind think for itself for an undistracted minute.

It won't feel natural at first because, of course, natural isn't commercially profitable enough for it to be encouraged. Let your mind wander off and explore it's own corners and deep crevasses - you won't lose or misplace it.

(fear those who say that to you - it means they have ; )

For all the rules, regulation and restrictions of freedom we are barely conscious of, yet experience in our everyday life, our imagination is our last vestage of freedom we have.

Henry David Thoreau was ahead of his time when he penned his internally arrived at observation which he made the late 1800's when he said; " "modern improvements" have an illusion about them, there is not always positive advance. Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end" ....he goes on to mention the construction of a magnetic telegraph from Maine to Texas...

He concludes with...."it may be, [we'll] have nothing important to communicate"

Where are the philosophers and prophets among us today?

It's not a coincedence with all the communication tools and equipment cluttering up the world and the airwaves (killing all the delicate botanically, horticultural and agriculturally trained bees!), we should have the least amount of wisdom to impart.

To hear anyone say 'everything's been said before' is evidence to my mind, we're living in dark times.

We're losing our active creativity through our passivity of in take.

We're relinquishing our ingenuity...our own genius. As is everyone else.

So when [not if] the mountain snow source melts, natures springs will run damned dry...not only will it be too late to turn our thoughts toward not-dying-of-thirst...we will also be out of practise of thinking.

It is my hope more and more will get bored from the flotsam and jetsam and become more conscious, become more active, rock-the-boat before salt water levels rise and fresh water disappears altogether, not forgetting we are all in this boat together - and I do mean all - only then might we change the trajectory we are currently on.

It is my hope this might remind someone to think differently. To be wise...not otherwise.

Perhaps we are encountering fewer new and nourishing thoughts and concepts, because there are fewer prophets, philosophers and poets among us. Less philosophy students, and more philosophers please....with a side order of fries for take-out have have back at my rock.

Allow me to say to all you thinkers out there doing your individual thing - good on YOU !

Do not believe for one unplugged minute everything has been said or thought before, that's a sign of we need to up our creative-ante. It takes a lot of energy to stem tides.

Think of the pride, inventing the equivellant of the wheel would bring!

Somewhere a lone voice sighs under a large rock in another land 'you can say that again'

Give Us A Little Credit

On the micro : macro theme of social change...here's an idea that came to me in 2005.

It is my hope someone steals this 'solution' and puts it's into action. I've certainly tried.

The only difference between 'us' (the haves) and 'them' (the have nots) is: credit.

We would all be in the exact same catch 22 situation and position if we didn't have the concession credit grants us.

And look at how poorly we manage THAT. It's perfectly natural that singular Saudi family is calling the US on their bad credit debt and loans, wanting the "minimum payment" they can't make, we're all needing humbling. We've been living lies so long we actually believe our false lives are real.

Did you know...the largest, privately held, "for profit" organization that exists on the face of the earth today is: VISA. It's true.

You know the slogan: More places take Visa than any other Credit Card. That's true too.

Did you know that Visa earned over 1 Trillion dollars (1999 numbers, but they also have an exponential growth factor of 20% a year- EVERY year - that's billowing like a mushroom cloud with every passing year, and no rival close to them...so when the Saudi family wants their money...technically Visa can afford it, they just don't want to be out of pocket, and are holding, us, the little man, to pay up)

When I discovered the stratespheric wealth, I remembered Corporations are allowed allocate a percentage of their earnings into philanthropic and charitable avenues. WOW. That's a lot of money that could be freed up and moved around the world like the sands of a zen garden.

So I thought of, what I like to call: The Visa Arts Card
(art, as in the Art of Humanity)

(when you're marketed to in the womb, one begins to think in product marketing terms)

Premise: Visa's Art Card would work on the existing Points Progam. Whereby a credit racking up card holder would earn ratioed points. The difference is: Visa would, by law, have developed one of the largest portal networks linking their Visa card holders to every, honest, and reputable charity, non-profit, or grass roots organization in every single country, place, and corner imaginable and unimaginable on the ground around the globe. (part of their karma cleansing duty ; )

Every month (a motivating factor and incentive for people over here to PAY their credit cards) people could click online and choose where they want their points [money] to go toward helping.

It would be educational for upcoming generations. You could learn about the suffering around the world. About medical issues. Orphanages due to unrelenting bombing raids. Military offences.
And about organizations on the ground, already there trying to help bring order to ruined lives.

Our actions would the necessary disassociation, to show the rest of the world WE are NOT as morally bereft as our country's leaders. We are so sorry for what they have done, but we had no control or say ourselves until VISA acquiesced and allowed this Arts Card points program to be.

You and I, would literally have the power to reallocate our acquired "points" [from VISA's profit], that VISA would then be obligated and required by law to transfer that money (thereby fulfilling their required charitable & philanthropic obligations), directly to the trench workers trying to help the poorest of the poor around the world.

We would be responsibile for the redistribution of money around the world.
Not the leaders and Executives, as they evidently are not.

Not politicans. Just us. Individuals. But there are a lot of us.

Visualise just how many VISA cards are in the purses and wallets in every city, in every household, in every country on the face of the planet.

Visualise everyone of us getting to choose where we would like our "points", Visa's profit to be sent / spent and shared with.

Visualise the human, organic and awesomely beautiful choreographed silent, but natural movement that would take root, grow and flouish, when every single culture and nation - every single one - and their individuals within, is enabled to give to every known hungry and needing corner of the globe.

It removes all boundaries and limits.

It would be a work of art.

It would free up so much.

We would have enabled all of us, once and for all, to become civil, and democratic citizens.

There's no reason for this not to be put in place.

Except that Visa International recognizes the extent of power that would tansfered into the hands of it's paying through the nose customers, to the open hands of those who have nothing, is too great for them to relinquish, for us to have access to, and for the poorest of poor who hurt and starve.

Thus everything remains unbalanced, but under the tight control, by VISA who have a legal and moral obligation that is not being acknowledged, or held accountable for.

No 21st century to be had here, no sirree bobby.

...nothing will change until we demand things changed to houw it can and ought to be.

...just an idea

The Technical Micro : Macro Theory Thingy

I never have any idea what on earth I'm going to say, when I sit down to hammer something out here.

I literally cannot imagine or visualise a single thing. Vacant as a grounded aircraft Water Closet.

But therein resides a larger socio-economic-politcal-global phenomenon !!

By that vague notion I mean: the micro : macro thingy.

i.e.: What I might know, see or experience, so too do whole communities and nations.

Par examplement: (a) one becomes conscious of their consumption, recycling and lifestyle habits, they recognize they could save money if they stop and thought, they therefore alter their habits, and reduced what is consumed, thereby reducing their 'footprint' from being a steel-toed Kodiak boot into the earths solar plexus's, to a kinder softer more delicate ballet slipper (which ironically only lasts a few turns before ceasing to be able to support the prancer, and as a result has to be thrown out in a matter of days - total waste...but I digress*+;...damnwhere was I ?! Right !!...on the Left.

(b) so too are other countries, and governments adjusting their behavior.

(although their bent-knee-groin-whapping- piroetting and twirling about makes them look a bit clumsy...but at least they are participating in the ballet).

Micro : Macro

What I'm on about, is actually not amusing or anecdotal...

My not having any idea gave me the following idea:

Technically - we have in our possession, at our fingertips, the technology no other generation has had prior in all our history. Technically, this medium - the internet - gives us access to a global audience - and we're all looking, listening and waiting, but who of us is talking? Technically, this technology levels-the-playing-field generations before us have fought and died for. Technically, this freedom of expression and speech is more powerful than one-person-one-vote could ever carry. Technically, with this technology you don't need to run for President, or be the leader of a nation, or be a billionaire who uses their obscene weath to influence the next Global chess move - this technology IS that power and influence. Technically this is your voice. Technically, this technology enables anyone to be the next Martin Luther King. Mahatma Gandhi. John Lennon. Vaclav Havel. Eduardo Galeano. Bob Dylan. Howard Zinn. Aristotle. Kalil Gibran. And everyone and anyone who has ever had the courage and strength to have spoken up, stood up, and stuck their neck out for all of us.

Now, I'm not a mathematician, but I'm going to venture to say there are more free thinking, free individuals with laptops and technology at hand than there are political leaders in this world.

Technically, we are the power. Our sheer numbers reveal that.

So why isn't anything being done? Because we haven't ~done~ anything.
We don't feel it [change] is our job.

It is.

My guess is that it's that damn micro : macro thingy

It's not unlike filthy dishes piling up in the sink. Forget blaming all who aren't doing them. If it bothers you - it offically becomes your job to do that which the pathologically pathetic who can't think or care enough about their environment to do anything for themselves. In fact, that's evidence you SHOULDN'T leave anything important up to people like that to do for you - cause you'll be disgusted if you do, and because you know you could've done a better job.

So, we Global populace hasn't come together in a technological collective, and swelled up like a tsumani eradicating the self serving corrupt corporate few because:

a) we pathetically can't imagine or visualise it [ it being: making current political pathology obsolete & a punishable crime] b) it would mean we [caring conscientious people] would have to ~do~ something, like participate.

I have an idea....what's say we bring the 1960's rallies into the 21st century?

What's say we find the laziest possible, yet highly influential method of creating change without getting arrested or inconveniently killed. Let's modernize what used to be known as a movement.

What else were you doing that ? And...is there a legacy in that? No? Great ! Welcome!

Technically, we have the technology to create & leverage the change we all need to see.

So what on earth are you waiting for?

Need ideas as to how to commence email me!

Bottomline: We'd all do better if we all did better.

Holy Eco-Loving Ever Evolving Revolutionary Bats Man!

I'm not a "fan" of winter brrrr grrrr ugh. And I hate Ugg boots. They look like half a muppets head. Jim Hensen's company should be suing their booties off.

So in my daily routine of finding out exactly what hell hath forecast for me..on this day

....*....

I found myself surfing like an avalanche, plowing toward ANY information that spoke of warmer climes.

And what a crazy find....in the general gene pool scheme of things.

53 and 55 million years ago 'something awful happened with the temperature' (as Eddie Izzard has been heard to say : )

For reasons unknown to meteorologists everywhere back then, the earths temperature went up 6 or 7 degrees, which created the 'thermal maximum' situation thingy to occur.

Loosely translated it means, all the Dinosaurs instruments guages read TILT.

(of course, they read TILT in their language, which, sadly was also entirely lost to us, along with all the reasons that lead up to the temperature hikes and spikes, not to mention their advanced literature penned by their ancestors, the amoebascenes, as well as the current music selections the younger Dinosaur generation were enjoying in their day).

All this was tragically lost due to the subsequent siphoning and burning of oil and fossil fuels [a.k.a.: answers], for our mindless puttering around in circles, toward what will likely be our own undeniable, and paradoxically identical demise.

However, that *whatever-it-was* that we'll never know which caused the earths temperatures to go up those few "insignificant" notchie-poos that wiped out huge Dinosaurs, actually enabled bats to evolve, when everything else was starving and fanning themselves to death.

I forget the details now, cause I really do have the attention span of a gnat, but it was at that time (don't quote me, I wasn't there), that the bat evolved from the micro-sonic-food-finding bat with it's echolocation detection unit strapped to its head, and morphed into "megabats". I'm not sure what the Megabats claim to fame is exactly....I can only assume it's when the megabats went fully digital, and were megabitebats. Who knows? I certainly don't.

Moral of the story: Forget mice and men. Are we going to be as foolish as the awkwardly oversized, unthinking, slow moving, surly-toothed, drooly faced, greedy, inexhaustably consuming, inflexible dinosaur? And go the same way of said species? Or are we going to evolve the way the ever flitting flingy clingy, hangy-upside-downy, cheeky wee bat did when the going gets real haaaaaat?

Stay tuned ! We'll very likely find out in our lifetime. uh ....yeay...*...how apropos.
We are/were sucn an instant gratification gimme gimme now now human race, racing to the finish.

mmm scorchy warmth ahhh, I'll be like a bat out of hell once it gets warm.

Einstein with my little eye...

One of the books I've got on the go, while we're all in the proverbial headlock of this unrelenting Canadian winter, is Walter Isaacson's latest: EINSTEIN 'His Life and Universe'.

Now, Al was never a 'believer' in the homo-superstitious-sapien-man's convention of a God, which, besides his hair personifying chaos and string theory combined (that's combined not combed), is one of the reasons I like and respect him - 'k it's his hair.

Though by God (figuratively, not literally), was he ever poked and prodded about the God inquiry!

People were inquiring incessantly. You get the sense they were just chomping at the bit this was 500 years ago so they could do the full Spanish Inquisition thing. (evidence we're still NOT evolving people!)

I do however, get the sense, he had just as large a 'stroke of luck' throughout life, as he had a stroke of genius.

But, 1 inch into the book, and boy did I discover something about Albert, that was the mental equivalent of handing a Vitamin D depleted barely buoyed brain tredding hypothermia waters an anvil was:

Despite Einstein's repeated, and ever eloquent, refusal to agree to the God concept, he said something just as bad !

His sense and understanding of the mathematical universe was such that he simply, sincerely, and actually believed everything is 'predestined'. Already set in motion. Not undoable. Inevitable. Unchangeable.

THAT is....unacceptable.

Not a pretty thought a Vitamin D deprived brain wants to hear in the middle of a blindingly mind numbing winter.

Where's the hope?! Forget the 'here's your hat, what's your hurry?' What's the point?!

Boy did I discover. Buoy it did not.

What's in a Name?

Blogs. Who coined the term, the word, the verb? Funny our modern method of communicating sounds so knuckle dragging cromagnon-ish.


I conducted a thorough and comprehensive investigation into the Latin origins of the word Blog, and do you know what the guy said? The root words are web and log....*....


Good lord*+'... my brain, not unlike a slinky, walked it's pointless self in its slow descending manner (as is a shoogely slinky's only ability) to grasp the sheer genius of it all.


By genius I mean lazy assed.


I am now going to try and wow you with my suggestion....are you sitting down? comfy? ready?













Whadd'ya think? What do you mean there was nothing there?!

Of course it's blank !!! Everything's indeterminate, undefinable!


Words, as are blogs, have only ever been symbols and conventions. Sounds.


Kind of like the artist formerly known as....*....who unwittingly managed to inadvertanly create the longest 'name' ever, in his attempt to reduce it to a $...er...wait...wrong symbol, close enough, it'll have to do, Microsoft never incorporated him into their marketing plan or Symbol chart.


So, words and nouns cannot define a tangible, let alone an intagible 'anything'.


Never have. Never will.


If one wanted to actually be accurate, one would need to preface everything they wish to refer to with something like; "this __" [insert word: blog] is the symbolic sound we agreed to make to refer to that which we can't even define in any fixed way but you know what I mean right?

....as we exhaust our lungs and brain of all oxygen in our inexplicable need to communicate


So, Blogs, along with everything else, can only ever be known through immediate experience - kind of like reading this now! No, wait, now this now! NOW. Now this now NOW.

The only moment we ever have is this one...wait...now this one....wait ....this one over here!!


and so on.....ad infinitum.... and that is why movies should read The Now when they are over.

Hang on, I may have lost the plot, what was I saying!?!


So I was a lazy ass for not coining a new term for blog in half an hour.

Do you know this sound?! thlbplbpllbpblb*+;....

Tomorrow: I'm going to try and surprise even me...so exciting!

Welcome to my inaugural 'blog' post ((crickets chirping))

ahhhhhhhh the silent sounds of creating one's first ever blog post.

Why have I called my blog What Fi Sees?

Cause I'm Fi (pronounced fee). And this - whatever it is - will be what and how I see things.

And not being a writer, it can only be crap, cause I am like the Picasso of thought and sentence structure. So don't say I didn't warn you! But I can tell you What Fi Sees is going to be weirdly warped, but in a unique way.

I will however keep my deposits to a microblogism. I've noticed others have lengthy intelligent things to say. Fortunately for you, I possess the attention span of a gnat, thanks to all the Post Production editors hooked on heroin when I was a wide eyed kid sitting way too close to the TV.

So from li'l ol' splat down-to-earth steaming meadow muffin me to you ...welcome to my world.

I will strive to remain regular.

This was just the launch.

Tomorrow: Blog's Let's all put our heads together like conjoined twins, and coin another word for blogs shall we people?!?! sheesh Incentive....winner to win an undetermined bit of coin!!