Three eagles on a windy morning circling circling low above my head and calling, calling: “Here we are” “Here we are” “We love wind” “We love wind” “Our domain” “Our domain”. And then they slide away slide away to another hill. “Here we are”.
I weep bitter tears when drought breaking rain is forecast and I get just a little bit less than bugger all
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There is a real world described by science; and then there are many imaginary worlds, described by religion, and politics, and astrology, and the media, and psychics, and economists, and ideology, and common sense.
Hard to take seriously an imaginary being who wants his (yes his) followers to be primarily concerned with their dead epidermal cells: their colour, their arrangement, who can see tnem, and which bits can be rubbed together by which people.
Capitalism is the best system for making a small number of people very rich. Slavery is the second best.
Following the example of Harry and Meghan I have decided to step back from being a senior royal. I just need the Queen to turn me into one first.
The first six or seven days of a new year, find me all at sixes and sevens: What year is this? What just happened? What happens next? How old am I? Did I just waste twelve whole months? Will I do better this year? Should I stop reading obituaries? What am I going to do
