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Queen gYgPOPs Inaugural mistYmuse to Close

The four darkest months of winter have passed in the northern hemisphere, and the spring equinox has passed us into having more light than dark, as the Earth’s axis means our planet’s tilt is pointing the north towards the sun on its approximately 365 days journey around our star, as marked by our calendar.

Queen’s Buckingham Palace Garden 

After I spent yesterday writing a lot about my writing on my travel25years site I felt honoured to see the Queen has been celebrating in her garden, with lots of gYgPOPing (greenYgreyPinkyOrangePurple-ing) going on.

With the mist of mistYmuse aimed at 9-5 workers (referring to the 08.30 sunrise times in midwinter) I was also delighted to see the American Queen, Dolly Parton, visit Blighty during the winter light festival to open the 9to5 musical in London.

That’s after ABBA reformed after my XaW Files: Beyond Humanity declared a new age of ABBA while meeting the members as they travelled through Sweden.

mYmories

Some of my mYmories from my blog post yesterday on t25y: I hope the mistYmuse helped those who suffer from SAD (Seasonally Affective Disorder) in the most challenging four months of the year, and entertained everybody.

The weather has been pretty average overall, a mild winter here, but as I’ve stated before, it’s about light rather than weather anyway. Our light is predictable, whereas weather fluctuates. This has been proved true over the last month.

It seemed love was in the air in romantic Valentine February, as the sun shone bright and temperatures rose much higher than normal, creating records, but then March saw a return to wintry weather. Thankfully, sun and warmer weather have now returned.

Not a-muse-d

I would’ve liked to end on a poem, but the muse has gone now! Maybe I will too, until the muse is scheduled to return again for the next mistYmuse on November 21st… no, I didn’t get the call from Dolly to appear in the musical! Hamilton neither !!

I did allow myself to become embroiled in a Media Studies controversy this morning again. Sorry for that, as a white Doctor of Philosopher specialising in the media!

Gemma Chan: ‘‘Why are actors of colour, who have fewer opportunities anyway, only allowed to play their own race?’

Didn’t Amber Rudd get castigated by Diane Abbott and the media for using ‘colour’ recently?

What I wrote on Facebook:

Double standards again. Uses comparison with John Wayne playing Genghis Khan, but there’s been 50 years of media studies complaining about that since, and the ‘whitewashing’ furore of the last decade.
Moreover, many people, including me when young, get their ‘history’ from fiction, so will be misled! At least John Wayne tried to look Mongolian for Khan!

Eight Months Research Break

I’ve still got my books though… mine and my muse’s anyway! If anybody’s got any brilliant work for the best Doctor of Philosophy in Britain and perhaps the world, please get in contact here, at Facebook, LinkedIn or at greenygrey@googlemail.com

Or just read my books, and give them great reviews, and upload your favourite quotes etc to brainyquotes etc. I have done my bit, reaching for our star, and am now retiring my mind to it, until being brought back to Earth by the mistYmuse of 2019/20… maybe see you then…

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My Poems’ Soundtracks: Blondie Pagan and Danish D-A-D.

I just wrote a little pagan poetry ditty over at travel25years:

I don’t need to travel the Earth
to be where I feel home
because I’m already
in a pagan state
pagan state of mind.

… to introduce a couple of gYgPOP (greenYgreyPinkyOrangePurple) clips from documentaries about the old Native American settlement at Cahokia, and had a song playing in my mind.

Blondie – Song and History

After a while I thought the chorus was Living in the Real World, but still didn’t know who’s song it was. I was shocked to find it was Blondie, and it was their song; although written by keyboardist Jimmy Destri according to Wikipedia.

Eat to the Beat (1979) was the last album that Blondie were my favourite band, due to musical differences! (self-parodying a cliché reason when bands break up).

They mellowed out the next year with Autoamerican, while I went in the opposite direction, getting into heavy rock and metal full-time!

The Poem of Two Songs 

My recent Folding Mirror poem Fracking My Brain Upwas so epic, taking about a week of thinking and psyching up before writing it, that the soundtrack morphed in my brain from the Spinners’ Working My Way Back To You (Fracking My Brain Up For You)…

… to D-A-D’s Sleeping My Day Away… (Fracking My Brain Away)!

Poetry in Motion Princess Kate Remembers What Made Her Great

I was disappointed Princess Kate seemed to have become a Calamity Kate recently, buying a shotgun as Britain goes weapons crazy!

See the source image

Kate Returns to Form

So I was delighted to see Princess Kate return to great greenYgrey form on a visit to Blackpool recently (maybe tangerine would have been more fitting though?), sporting big green and grey, and a little yellow in the arrow symbol of her handbag and the umbrella handle.

So I wrote this Folding Mirror poem to celebrate, adapting it from a spontaneous poem that seeped down effortlessly from the unconscious, and that is included below the FM one.

 Swapping Shotgun for Umbrella, Remembering gYg Princess Era

Princess Kate taking up shooting
was like a poisoned ↑
through my greenYgrey wolf ♥.
Seeing  symbol on handbag
like Y in disguise
deflated, like crushed umbrella.

is T a good umbrella symbol, between windy Y and deflated ↑

Thankfully, brolly she’s holding
in stormy Blackpool photo
sheltered her from rain.
One day when sunny again
Kate will consider birdsong celebrations
more important than dinner conversations.

The original poem posted on Facebook.

Princess Kate taking up shooting
was like a poisoned arrow
through my greenYgrey heart
but seeing the symbol on her handbag
I see it’s just like a Y in disguise
deflated like a storm-broken umbrella.

Thankfully, the brolly she’s holding
in the stormy Blackpool photo
sheltered her from the rain
and one day when the sun shines
Kate will consider birdsong celebrations
more important than dinner conversations.

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Indigo, or I dingo? Anagram Leads to Mirror Poem

There’s been a lot of news relevant to this world recently. After putting Meghan Markle in her place on this site’s sister site, travel25years.wordpress.com, recently I read she’s in New York now, staying with lots of friends in the swankiest hotel, and eating at the best restaurants – after complaining about UK universities being pale, male and stale; very ageist and racist! We are the natives of this country and continent, as Africans are in Africa – not Europe, Caribbean or Americas! Maybe Meghan should campaign for native people and cultures instead of invasive ones!!

Karl Lagerfeld Died Aged 85

I don’t think Karl Lagerfeld was definitely a better person than Meghan Markle overall, but I think he was more honest and les hypocritical. He used image and soundbites openly and honestly, and I think that made him fair game for parody; as all celebrities are.

For one last bit of parody, my epitaph for him is that while he was a legend in fashion, and created a uniquely memorable persona, he will surely be best remembered for providing a quarter of one of the greenYgrey world’s most memorable names: fashionista suprema, Stella Lagerwolf-Bruno.

Funnily enough, in a weird rather than comical way, I’d been writing about fashion on travel25years and mentioned Stella Lager… just before seeing the news about Karl Lagerfeld’s passing.

Indigo Dreams

Today, I saw a story on Russian wonder kid, Boriska Kipriyanovich, who is said to have known about space without being taught anything. Was he born in space as he thinks, or was the knowledge passed down to him in his DNA? Somebody called him an indigo.

It’s a term I remembered from long ago, so I looked it up again, and wrote this new Folding Mirror poem from the 7 Traits of Indigo Adults article. I think I’ve had all seven traits, but some are waning now, due to the state of humanity and the world. I don’t know if they are something most people identify with, as mediums in seances are said to ask general questions familiar to most people, according to sceptics like Derren Brown.

Here’s an image of an indigo person doing a spectacular Y-POP (PinkyOrangePurple):

It’s Hard To Be Indigo, When Losing All You Know

Am I an indigo
or just its anagram
I dingo
I could be both
as indigos empathise
with animals

middle of seven traits, first is asking why

life purpose
the ending sign
making me wonder if
I reached
the end of ambition
mind eye my mission

Stella Of Silbury, Sending Out Space: SOS… x2… Voulez-Vous… Knowing Me Knowing You?

Having seen the Silbury Hill mystery POP (PinkyOrangePurple) cloud that looked like rocket smoke yesterday, and then finding this StellaDrone epic space music today, some (neurons in my mind, like the Numskulls of comic fame, and Inside Out characters of movie stardom) are wondering if it was Stella Lagerwolf-Bruno of the greenYgrey world (inspired by Stella McCartney, Karl Lagerfeld and Sacha Baron-Cohen’s Bruno character) who’d POPed in to visit Silbury.

David Bowie Song Adapted for Self-Parody Student Alphas Comedy

After my recent blog about pseudo alphas and silly students, and the rip-roaring success of my adaptation of Kiss’s King of the Night Time World to Queen of the greenYgrey World, I have ingeniously adapted David Bowie’s Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) to Pseudo Alphas (and Silly Students), with more than a hint of self-parody:

Not all ‘alphas’ are bad to the bone, or students silly to the core, of course. Hopefully you are a good one, and have great ones around you. I have learnt from some ‘alphas’, and enjoyed the dry humour I used to read in the student paper; it’s just a question of greenYgrey positivity and negativity. Most people get out alive, but unfortunately some do not.

Afternoon  of Life is Different to Morning; and Evening/Night

I don’t want to dwell on that, as I know too much empathy and evocation can be fuel for the fire. When I started to think people wanted me dead, rather than providing a fitting funeral, it was a REASON TO LIVE!

I used to dread being this age; losing my youth and hair etc; but now I’m here this is what I am, and the worries of youth is replaced with the ambivalence of age, and contentment of being more at one with nature.

In true greenYgrey style I then worry what those who aren’t going to make it might think; the terminally ill children; and I can just say that they have experienced positives and negatives, which is all life is; just compacted into a short magnified time, like waking into a bright busy morning and sleeping the rest of the day. As I have learned to love nature more as I’ve aged, they have their magical love of animals, and belief (maybe because children remember where they’ve been before being born?) in other realities to those taught to them in school and life.

If you like the above self-parody and satire, mixed with deep Doctor of Philosophy decade of creative writing  contemplation and insights, you will probably like my self(ish – the ish is another new innovation; I wish I had enough genius to share it out, but I’ve only got enough for myself unfortunately!)-proclaimed genius books (Russell’s Revolution refugees welcome!!) at Amazon and elsewhere… especially my magnum opus  XaW Files: Beyond Humanity:

XaW Files: Beyond Humanity (Fantasy Travel by Google Maps Book 3) by [Latham, Marc]