coincidence or what?

I woke up extra early this morning bursting for a pee, but could not get back to sleep, maybe its because of last nights gorging on half a packet of rowntrees tooty fruity's sugar and syrup sweets that kept me from going back to the land of nod?



Needless to say I was well awake before Fox raised her head before her alarm, even offered to make her tea in bed, with a resounding no, that’s for the weekend, and a polite go back to sleep, but I just couldn’t my mind by now is too active and I was pondering the big bang from last nights telly program on how the universe works, and then I turn on the computer and start up Mozilla fire fox and fine out that the LHC has created a mini big bang, coincidence or what?

In the begging was the word and the word was KaBooom!

There is a discrepancy in the test at the LHC they said they used lead Ions which is lead atoms stripped of electrons, well when the big bang actually happened it was from nothing that something came out, or Chaos theory and from that order.

On the other hand maybe god had his own large Hadron Collider? Now the LHC is quite deep under ground they say over 100 metres and it’s 16.7 miles long.

Now what they are not saying is can it generate a black hole, I mean the big bang quite a feet in its self, knowing that the universe is expanding at a speed faster than light yeah faster than light, I know what your learned in Physics and that we can’t go faster than light but the BB did just that not only at speeds that would give you the willies but so hot you would be vaporised and atomised before you could even think: SHIT ON ME!



I’m all for understanding but at what cost? Our own knowledge and understanding of what is going on around us can lead to our own demise, as we reach to knowledge that once was the understanding of the few, we are now in a age where with a little understanding we can ourselves fathom out what makes the Universe tick.



Remember no less than 70 odd years ago, humans started to tamper with the Atom and look what happened, we were on the brink of destruction and the little knowledge we had we used that atom to rain destruction on our own fellow man, woman and child.

My only worry with the LHC is what will be the next Dead man’s deterrent; to come from the little understanding we have of the big bang?

Enrico Fermi, I wonder if he ever regretted his invention being used to kill all those people of Hiroshima and Nagasaki?



Did he ever lose sleep over it, did his Nobel prize sit right on his mantle shelf? Funny that one Nobel is known for the making and using of Dynamite, only fitting that the father of the nuclear bomb gets one too, I wonder if the Inventor and builders of the LHC will get the same treatment too?



Seems I’m going on a bit about the Big bang and all the technology that is used to prove or disprove it, but might I add that everything they have said so far, is not unknown and that thinkers have came up with the same explanations long before the LHC was but a pipe dream, one only needs to read the Book by Dion Fortune’s the Cosmic Doctrine to see it all in type, and that only costs a few quid, unlike the LHC so far the princely sum of 2.6bn ok less than what we all bailed out the banks but fuck me that’s a lot of money just to watch a few Lead Ions bang into each other!



Can’t it be done on a home computer much less expensive and you can also have twitter and facebook to boot, lets face it a computer can do just about anything these days.

There’s an old saying give a man a rope and he possibly hang himself with it, but give a man a big dirty club and he possibly beat the living shit out of someone else and hang them with the rope.

Humans by nature are animals ok we smart animals like a smart bomb don’t they go wrong from time to time instead of landing on Saddams bunker but mistake it for a school full of kids?

Behind every great advancement there is a few odd balls hanging around rubbing there hands in Glee just thinking of the implications of the new prototype weapon, with words of this will put the shit’s up the taliban or some unfortunate country who’s not in favour at the time so watch out all you axis of evil places and dudes, the LHC coming to get you.

Help for Heroes and the Psychic fair.

Well I’m a bit more regular… with the Blog, yeah I know what you’re thinking I’m psychic after all lol well in a way I attended a Psychic sort of come Healing festival in aid of the Help the Heroes campaign.

My darling little sister Nat is part of a Psychic circle in Harlow Essex and they hold regular meetings and once a year they do a charity do this year it was help our boys and girls in distant lands.

I will always rise to the challenge and help out in what way I can, this time I was planning on doing Reflexology, I talked to Jan who seems to be the one in charge of the campaign and is a well known friend of Nat, I talked to her on the phone only 2 times once when I was in the hospital getting ready for my op and a couple of days later she said I could use a couch when I got there, great I thought until I saw the said couch exit stage left and had to end up doing Indian head massage which was great I collected £20 for Help the Heroes, and did fore people two men two women.

I collected a chair and wrote up my Indian head massage and how much it cost £5 a time, and next to me was Sylvie doing Reiki, at the same price only she had a really nice poster done with the help the heroes logo and stuff, I felt a bit embarrassed, that I was so un prepared for this, yeah I was not that long out of hospital (4 days) and I do have a lot on my mind concerning my health, but I was tempted to put a £5 into Sylvie’s box where we kept all the money from our treatments in and have some Reiki myself I could see silver sparks coming from her fingers which was a bit of a wow moment for me, as well as the Ocean as she swept over her clients.

Being with her and watching her I can see one day she will make a great Reiki mistress, I only hope I know her well by then, I am sure she will do wonders for my old failing heart.

It amazes me the amount of sadness that surrounds such a place when there is a psychic festival going on, loved one eager to contact and communicate with lost loved ones, my first client a woman who’s skin was lovely to touch taut and youthful and yet she said I’m not bad for a pensioner! I was a bit flabbergasted just goes to show you what you can do if you put your mind to it, but god did her shoulders feels strained I could sense lots of pain but more emotional and spiritual rather than physical.

I asked her did she have a reading, her reply was no there was no one available to do a reading for her, my heart went out to her, and wished that the spirits would come in the assembly hall later on.

After my 4th demonstration of Indian head massage, I felt that I had done enough and started to walk around looking at the stalls half expecting the usual over priced tacky trinkets and assorted cards and things but I was presently surprised, yes there was the usual tacky stuff but it was not over priced, some oil paintings were only £5 which if that was Brighton you would have put a 0 after the 5 yes they can be that cheeky sometimes.

I am always amazed at the amount of dead crystals that adore some of the stalls, a quick sweep of the hand over the crystals will soon tell you what is living and what is dead, if they sit polished and shiny chances are they are by there sell by date, but if its shiny but are still attached to the rock they were ripped from, you will get a small charge like a static needle in your palm.

I always been a kind of middle of the road type of guy, I’m usually found in the middle of things and tonight was no exception after the healing and massage was finally over the buffet was started and not a single thing could I eat, Nat took me to the local chip shop which was a short walk from the hall, walking back chatting about how good it all is and munching chips I forgot to get a can of coke I just about had enough of diluted orange juice still it was keeping my blood sugar under control for a change lol, but must admit the tea was brilliant so had several cups of rosy lee to wet my whistle.

During the main event 4 mediums two men two women, yeah like my treatments they were called collectively as the Ambassadors of Spirit not sure of there names although they did introduce themselves to one and all each medium took it in turns to address the audience, my only grip were there is a few but the main one was I felt they spent a little too long with one person, max 15 mins, it should have been shorter so more people can get a message but as in all things it never works out that way, I noticed that people from Nat’s circle did get readings which is great and must be of a good comfort for them all.

But I would think that most of the people in the hall did not attend circles that much or have any psychic background, and had come in the off chance that they would some how be lucky and that spirit was close to them, but more or less if someone belongs to a circle then spirit will normally be drawn to that group of people and it showed, I sat ether side of people who got massages at one point I felt as if I did a massive Psychic fart and chased all the spirits way, not that I am too bothered by this, I just felt that there was people who were there and were desperate for some sort of comfort and contact be it only a little, it was not forthcoming which was such a shame really.

Although some did get reading and the medium did seem to be accurate and on the point, there was many laughs along the way as each medium took to the stage for the second time, all to soon it was over and a prayer and song was given out to the world of spirit, and the raffle would then take place, now I never win a raffle like I said I get numbers from above or below and tonight was no exception I was one number 0ut from above and one number out below just in the middle again!

Well Halloween is upon us again, another chance to scare the kids senseless, not that I would nor would I, to me its more than just a night of dressing up, it’s the time we welcome our ancestors back to our home and make plans for the coming winter months, our summer clothing well now locked away and they are replaces with warm winter woollies, gortex and Wellington boots.



I made a remark to Fox this morning about Oberon aka Obi, that he is not a city dog or even town dog but a country bumpkin of a lad, several times this week I have had to clean his paws with my bare fingers cause of all the mud from the fields he picks up, going over the Oak flooring of our front room you could hear the click clack of his paws some stones have got tangled in his winter coat.




My brother Glen was going to a party last night on the 30th and dressed up as the grim reaper, and he looks total brilliant as death even Obi got into a picture and he did look either demonic or scared you decide.
What do you think scared or demonic?



I had to reflect on Glen’s attire and my own plight, which is plaguing me almost every waking moment… On Tuesday I am going into hospital for an angiogram/angioplastie, and seeing my brother dressed as death makes me think, will I be seeing his likeness in a day or two, knowing that the Second of November is the Mexican day of the dead, in a way fills me with dread.

Having knowledge of other cultures is always good but on the flip side can have a dire effect as well, I been getting the you could have gone to the Rivers hospital which has such a good reputation I found out from Fox but my doctor did not tell me this or even let me know that as a patient I have rights to say where I want to be done and by whom.

I used to work at PAH (Princess Alexander Hospital) and never liked it or the staff, always short staffed and at times was very dirty, the cleaners never to be found or were on a tea break for which there was many, that’s what happens when you least out cleaning to private contractors.

I’m not saying that this will be my last Blog, I so bloody hope not, I have things I still want to do like learn to finally drive by my self, instead of having to relight upon Fox for getting around and finally being able to take Oberon to the forest near by.

If I have to stay in the hospital, I will still at least try to blog or even keep my facebook up to date, my phone is so good with facebook and twitter its fun being able to do all that stuff on the go, makes a big change from having to have a computer or laptop close by all the time.

So its tomorrow since its Monday now that I go and have the op, and yeah I got to shave, I look more like a hippy down stairs these days lol, its true when they say I have more hair on me ball’s than me head haha.

Oh shut up you rambling ol Pirate (chuckles) I have even renamed the tavern at the back of the garden its now called the Crow’s nest! I have finally got the internet to work all the way up there so my blog when I feel fit enough will be done from there, and I plan to have a web cam going so you can join me on Stickham or Skype you lucky lot.

Tara for now my friends and hearties.