yesterday, today and tomorrow…
take it one day at a time..!
Thankfully it’s Friday?
Yesterday, today and tomorrow shock revelation: ‘Friday’s just another day for us!’
Yesterday, today and tomorrow always stay together
whatever the circumstances, time and weather.
More philosophic poems by a middle-aged white Doctor of Philosophy who’s been blogging freely for twenty years, after being persecuted out of university for criticising Multicultural Fascism!:
In response to someone posting AC/DC’s Rock n’ Roll Singer lyrics on Facebook:
Led me astray … in nineteen eight-a
1987 on the road I went away
hitchin’ n’ hiking, rock n’ rolling
2020 I’ve eased the tolling
cos downpayment blues
I had to start to pay!
(downpayment blues is another AC/DC song).
I think the way I do because
I’m special to me,
but i believe I’m just one life
in a belief system
encompassing all humanity.
I can easily write more poetry,
but will it surpass that written previously,
and is a plateau or downhill
simply artistic heresy?
Not looking for utopia
amongst humans any more.
Place to be: content mediocre
just trying to avoid deep dystopia!
If you liked the above there’s loads more in my books, and many much more epic and detailed; if you like that kind of thing!
While I could write poetry and philosophy all day, I lack the inspiration due to lack of interest/commercial success; being in the middle of the Establishment/Liberal Establishment – Right/Left divide; despite being a doctor of philosophy and I think being right about most things over the last twenty years!
My mind escaped for a while last night and this morning to write these on Facebook:
Poetry Snippets
Poetry is so easy to write
when its kept nice and light
but digging deep can strain
risking fracking up the brain.
Feel whole again
now sun’s back in me,
filling up cracks with
cement called vitamin D
sleep, coffee, sun
brain’s idea of fun
three merge to one:
all 4 poem stimulation!
Philosophical Thought
Difference between prediction and prophecy:
I called my main fantasy football team last August:
‘A Season Too VAR’. (VAR : Video Assisted Referee was introduced, and I thought it’d be controversial and a big talking point; wordplaying the WW2 movie A Bridge Too Far; and me thinking of retiring from it)
If I’d called it ‘A Season Too Corona’, that’d be prophecy: as VAR was known to me, but not coronavirus! (the season has been on hold since March).
If you liked the above, my last poetry collection is full of similar, and many much more detailed and lengthy; when I still thought I could inspire my demographic and make a difference for humanity; alas, they are now steamrolling into greater calalmity; but if there is a God, it dealt humanity an almost impossible hand; unless it can totally control itself as a global species, which looks beyond it!:
After a sunny tree poetry idea entered my head it set off five days of sporadic sunny tree poetry; kind of like a sporadic poetry version of Jack Kerouac’s spontaneous prose.
After starting off with a simple thought it diverted into a capitalist/environmentalism economic critique, before a change in weather provided an ending, and a Holly Willoughby photo an irreverent epilogue!
Some people might consider it a form of madness, but I think it’s my skill: gateway to genius, which previously took me to the decade-long greenYgrey world!
Sunny Tree Soliloquy
Sunny tree:
sanitary
to maintain sane!
Sunny tree: sanitary 4 sanity!
Sunny tree
makes poetry
unnecessary!
Don’t want promiscuity
in the sunny tree
my inner sanctuary
of self-psychotherapy
(inspired by MSN article saying promiscuity in forest clearing will lead to more pandemics in future)
Sunny tree homes harmony
squirrel, bird, bee
leaves shading lea
forest-sea tranquility
Sunny Tree: don’t need money
Beyond Humanity
Photosynthesis only currency
Agua absorbing, Sunny tree shapeshifts:
clothed cloudy;
branch leaves awakened seem to celebrate:
swaying party rowdy
Holly Willoughby
is not the Sunny tree
she’s a mother of three
likes flowery gYgPOPery
with no influencer links to me!
(inspired by MSN article and photo)
*gYgPOP: greenYgrey PinkyOrangePurple
If you liked the above, my latest/last books are full of similar:
Frank Skinner, one of my favourite comedians of the last thirty years, has started a poetry podcast (https://planetradio.co.uk/podcasts/frank-skinner-poetry-podcast/listen/2028768/) available on Planet Radio from the above link, where he also presents a classic rock radio show, also available on podcast there.
The poetry podcast is pretty serious, whereas the rock show is more humorous.
Next week’s episode (on Monday, tomorrow) is on the Beats, who were my biggest poetry inspirations – although for me it was more Jack Kerouac’s On The Road spontaneous prose American travel book.
It’s only a week now until the March equinox (spring in north, autumn/fall in south) and the end of mistYmuse 2019/20. Here’s some equinox time thoughts from yesterday evening:
The time has come
for the part
of our planet
that I am writing this
to turn away from the sun.
The light will last
another hour;
like passing headlights lasting
longer than the vehicle view;
and then evening
will become night.
In the week before
one of two
annual equinoxes
when the northern
and southern
hemispheres
balance sunshine
like no other time
light will return
in about the time
it lasted today…
The biggest thought – I don’t know if it could be seen as spiritually inspired by the shamanic music – I had while watching Heilung’s excellent show was about change actually; yesterday’s little wordplay philosophy poem was an idea I had before, that may have been brought to the fore by those thoughts, and a reposte to those who’ve tried to change me by negativity.
Maybe it was influenced by the first night of the Descended from Odin festival (February 19th) being on the 40th anniversary of Bon Scott’s death; what I remember as the biggest single inspiration on me becoming a full-time metaller in 1980. I had been born in the 1960s anyway, and grew up in the glam rock 1970s:
Moreover, famous DJ and producer, who also crossed over between guitar and electronic music, Andrew Weatherall (somebody I’d heard of, but didn’t know much about), had died earlier in the week at 56, two years older than me; that closely followed Caroline Flack’s rock star reminiscent style death (again, she wasn’t someone I knew well, but knew her name).
While Ozzy sang of going through changes, he’s often lapsed back into his old behaviour. Lemmy seemed to be loved for not changing, but maybe he could have survived a little longer if he had; although he’d made clear in his lyrics he wasn’t bothered about lengthening his life through not living how he wanted. Even Lemmy made subtle changes that could be called selling out though, such as writing ballads and moving to sunny California.
Any changes I’ve made have been due to age or inspiration from positive influences, such as Jane Tomlinson on my fitness, inspiring my marathons. If the negatives have inspired anything, it’s to prove them wrong. While some people were trying to retire – or kill (see Tucker and Dale vs Evil!) – me off in my thirties when I returned to education and was still out clubbing, I still felt young then. In fact, my clubbing endurance was an inspiration to my marathon running; thinking I could transfer the biology.
Watching Heilung’s red-haired singer I thought it was a coincidence, with Axl Rose of Guns N’ Roses also red-haired, and my favourite vocalist in the 1980s. So over the last thirty years I have changed from wanting to watch a male-fronted LA Metal band the most to a female-fronted Nordic pagan folk band, but they are both within the rock genre.
I was surprised how energetic the Heilung concert was too, more like a rock concert than the more spiritual ritual I expected. It even incorporated some trance-style tribal dancing that reminded me of the dance music I got into during the 1990s, as LA Metal was all but killed off by grunge.
So to people who want me to stay in the 1980s or 1990s; or some period since; they are still in my mind and persona, but they are a part of the past, rather than the present.
10% stagnation
20% alien
30% irritation
50% if it is, is if it, it is if
100% i
Altering everything to all
allows enough space
for two suns: sunallsun.
Commented on
I had been searching more on our axial tilt (obliquity) and why it affects our temperatures much more than the Earth’s elliptical – oval rather than round – orbit; it’s because its not as oval as it sometimes looks in images. Good ol’ time and date website gave best explanations in the end!
It included this great image showing clearly the tilt and distance:
Confusingly, it has the Earth on different sides of the sun in this other image, but I guess it doesn’t matter, as the sun doesn’t have north and south poles!?
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