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

I Thank Humanity, For Hot Air

I thank humanity for the hot air that provided the thermals for my Nietzschean Superman flight. I looked to the sun for reflection, but it is not a mirror. It just kept roaring and bellowing, with too much work to do controlling its system. I turned to leave, at least warmed by its workings; not that it seemed to increase its heat for me, it’s just the way it is. I thought I heard it whisper with a whoosh of solar wind, ‘Thank you for keeping your distance. Icarus did not die in vain. I am glad of that, for I liked him, but could not save him. For that is not my job.’

Mind On Sun, Warmth Without Reflection

flying high, as far as I can get
in my mind I imagine
it’s enlightenment or superman
farther than my sight
above the clouds and atmosphere
to space and solitude
rising on thermals
hot air of humanity

but I still know,  deep down I’m grounded

using knowledge of others
what governments allow
media chooses to show
limits of time and space
in future little trace
attempts at philosophical writing
lost between classic and future
but I have searched my time, and returned

Warminster UFOs: My Western Sky Birth Party?

As the brightest comet of the 20th century, Ikeya-Seki, shone in the far eastern sky around my birth, there was one of the biggest prolonged UFO experiences in the near west, in Warminster, Wiltshire – from my Jersey boy birth – as far as I know!

I’m not trying to scare you, or recruit you for a cult, just having a rational(ien) entertaining investigation of a couple of sky events around my birth; a birth date/year I probably share with hundreds or thousands of people, some of whom lived nearer one of the events, and some who lived more in the middle, greenYgrey style!

Warminster UFOs – Ikeya Seki

It was reading about the Warminster UFO hearings/sightings in Nigel Watson’s UFO: Investigations Manual (pages 51-3) that led me to discover Ikeya-Seki, as I’d never heard about it (or Warminster) before, as far as I remember now anyway.

Watson wrote the book giving ‘rational’ context as well as ‘romantic’, and does that with Warminster. It is near a lot of ancient sites, such as Stonehenge and Glastonbury, with several ley lines passing through it, but there was also a lot of military activity there.

The Warminster UFO outbreak, as described by Watson, started in December, 1964, and lasted for about a year – covering my birth date; as comet Ikeya-Seki did, being discovered September 18th, 1965, and seen until last perihelion on October 21st.

Returning to research Ikeya-Seki today, I found these greenYgrey and POP (PinkyOrangePurple) sky photos attributed to it on Bing. I don’t know if it is actually it, and if the photos have been edited?:

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Warminster UFOs Investigated

The Warminster experience started with prolonged loud otherworldly noises in the night, which looking at it rationally, could have been something military – although it was a long time ago, it was twenty years after nuclear bombs were dropped in the east, and V2 doodlebug rockets had whistled above Blighty. The space race was also already on.

However, then there were many sightings, although a rationalist would argue that the noise had triggered them, and people were seeing things they wanted to see; or seeing things such as military balloons as UFOs.

There were some photos, and lots of media reporting and books, but I don’t know how authentic they are; although they look impressive… and with lots of gYgPOP relevance!

Thankfully, the ‘invasion’ never happened. Moreover, researching it a little online, there had been ‘mysterious happenings’ reports in the town before the 1960s. Again, that could have been military, especially in Cold War, nuclear threat 1950s Blighty.

 Area 51 Coincidences?

Becoming quite knowledgeable in the subject now, I could connect the stories through Area 51; said to be the name of the USA’s top secret base, where UFOs are said to be, if anywhere.

The Warminster experience starts on page 51 in Watson’s book, but it is a book full of UFO stories, so one of them was going to be on page 51.

The Ikeya-Seki comet is also known as S1, which is also supposed to be another name for  Area 51. I guess it was called that after Seki, which is a way they are named, but don’t know why it wasn’t named after Ikeya, or both?

Comets can look like UFOs of course, and the painting of Ikeya-Seki featured in yesterday’s blog post does look like a classic UFO!

My X-Files parody book looked for coincidences rather than UFOs, and it is the media that has rekindled my interest in it.

On the 3rd Day, S Sails Away

I hope you enjoyed the wordplay tIme in yesterday’s blog, with its (anagram of MIST’s remaining ist letters yesterday, which was the original idea I had in my head going into the blog) punchline of I maybe being some t-I-me; while remembering Oates’s heroism; developing during the blog posting, in real time, reminiscent of the 202 blog posts that make up XaW Files: Beyond Humanity.

Afterwards, I thought the image of Oates struggling against the snowstorm was like my writing trying to make headway in the ‘snowflake’ culture; reminding me of the Tucker and Dale vs Evil comedy horror movie, where a couple of friendly rednecks are attacked by silly students, reversing the horror stereotype, greenYgrey style.

I was likewise recently reminded of trying to help pseudo-alphas while watching Kangaroo Dundee trying to help Roger the kangaroo on the BBC, whose upper body physique and pose is evidence for Darwinian evolution’s theory that we all share a common ancestry to me:

Sun Doesn’t Rise or Set

If the mistYmuse has made you wonder why we have solstices and equinoxes, and shorter and longer days, then these two videos explain it pretty well.

Sorry if this blog post has been too long. It’s been a bit of a trip down memory lane, back to where the greenYgrey was! I didn’t intend it to be so, but guess the MIST’s S evaporation was always going to be a Special day. Shame it wasn’t a Sunday really, although Saturday is the next best thing.

For more sunny entertaining education wordplay, look no further than XaW Files: Beyond Humanity... and the sun!

Mirror Poem about Mind Processing Natural Inspiration

I am life, until I am death. It might seem that middle-age is half way between the two, but you are much longer dead than alive. In one body anyway. So in middle-age you are still life. Moreover, your life might live on through your descendants, or you could be reincarnated, or just your life remembered in memories, history and the arts.

Poetry Reflection 

Reflection in Windows Glass (Photo credit: Rosa Dik 009 — On & Off)

Hi, it’s William Wolfsworth, poetry correspondent in the greenYgrey world inspired by legendary Romantic poet William Wordsworth.

I hope you don’t mind the slightly maudling introduction, but I’m just trying to connect Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem with the next reflection from his 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections book.

I fear I may have indulged in a little introspective philosophising myself.

Reflection 16 mirrored Middle-Age Memories, a poem posted on fmpoetry.wordpress.com in May 2012. It was:

Our age is one of great importance,
for it is the only one we’ll know.

New Mirror Poem

That reflection does have some connection to Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem, freshly imported into the greenYgrey world today.

After the top half of the poem focuses on natural inspirations in the outer world, the bottom half focuses on how our mind interprets those prompts. Here it is:

English: Moon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Entrancing Haze, Thoughtful Phase

moon never told a story
ocean didn’t create a rhyme
but waves can sound sublime.
sun wouldn’t sing a song
air can’t write musical lyrics
but wind can breeze idyllic.

natural noise, interpretative imagination

hearing sounds sparks creative cell
nervous system neurons spark new
ingenious ideas begin to brew .
however our brains have evolved
knowledge from more silent times
cultural memes travelling laid lines.

Thinker on a Rock (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Middle-Age Mirror Poem Reflections

Did I reach middle-age missing out a couple of lines? How many more lines will I go through and reach? Is middle-age the purgatory of your life: looking back at your life without knowing the future? Or if you have one!

Reflection 15

The above opening paragraph is Reflection 15 from Marc Latham’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections, mirroring the Climbing Over the Hill Folding Mirror poem that was first published on fmpoetry.wordpress.com

Regular readers will probably have guessed that it’s the greenYgrey poetry correspondent, William Wolfsworth. The reflection also works well for Marc’s latest FM poem, which was published on fmpoetry this week.

I’m delighted to say I’ve now imported it into the greenYgrey world, and here it is for your instant enjoyment.

No More Heroes (album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Looking Forward and Back, Aspiring to Fall Longer

cutting down illusions
to grow delusions
catching up with heroines
once appeared advanced aliens
heroes turned real
rotating on life wheel

sitting atop clear peak, clouds roll in descending

only rock lives naturally
mountain top eternally
diving into deepest ocean
mask obscuring human emotion
sinking solace bliss
deep silent abyss

English: Rock reflection in river close to Yangshuo. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Mirror Image Photos provide Ideal Reflections

Hi, it’s Baron Wolfman. The human world didn’t end yesterday, on December 21st, like some people claimed from interpreting the Mayan calender, but something extraordinary did happen in the Greenygrey world this week. Yes, it was an honour to witness Andy Wolfhol at work, creating his extraordinary Week-long Winter Solstice Cycle.

Art of Magic

Cover of Tommy Cooper

Like a Rolf Harris painting that develops out of nothing, or a Tommy Cooper magic trick that works, we think ol’ Wolfhol pulled that one off, and proved he’s still got what it takes to create extraordinary works of art.

I was still reflecting on it when I started reading Carrie Clark’s 46 quotes for reflection in 2012 article for Matador Network.

The article has lots of great mirror images combined with inspiring quotes. Moreover, many of them are greenygrey. Picking out my favourites reminded me of my Greenygrey debut, when greenygrey bridges were the subjects. Here’s my favourite greenygrey images from the article:

http://matadornetwork.com/bnt/reflections-46-quotes-and-photos-for-deeper-contemplation/

New Mirror Poetry Book Published on Kindle

Further to yesterday’s blog, Marc Latham’s 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections has now been reviewed and published on Amazon Kindle, and is available to view and buy for a token payment price, which has partly been imposed to make the book available to only those who want to read it. People who don’t want to read about the topics covered in the book shouldn’t be as tempted as they might be if it was free.

There was one late change to the poems included, with Libran Scales not really working without its image format, which didn’t translate into the Kindle format, so Basket Case was included. That of course means that all the Folding Mirror poems so far published on this site have now been published.

Thanks again to everybody that has visited this site over the last three years; without your support the book probably wouldn’t have been completed, and certainly wouldn’t have taken the title and form it has.

Have a great Sunday…