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  • beulah888 3:18 PM on February 1, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , , Weather, Wind, Wordpress   

    A New Wind Is Blowing 

    A New Chapter has begun.  It began with me moving on.  Now, even more settled into my new life in this part of the world, away from cold and ‘dark’, I feel a ‘New Wind’ blowing.

    A New Wind is blowing.  It is a cleansing, friendly, comforting wind.  It is a sweet, scented wind.  It is more than a breeze but not blustery.  It is gentle, sure, refreshing, and uplifting.  This augurs well for this new chapter.

    The prelude done, the wind blows…blows and blows and blows and blows….away… the cobwebs…

    dscn0083

    the unnatural darkness…the gloom.  The clouds disperse.

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  • beulah888 6:08 AM on December 30, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Candy, Chocolate, , Freedom of Speech, , Hackney Road, , Law, Opinion, Wordpress   

    Two Chocolates And A Bite Of Freedom 

    English: Shops on Hackney Road Near Cambridge ...

    English: Shops on Hackney Road Near Cambridge Heath Station (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

    Just finished a quarter of my second chocolate bar.  I bought both, a Snickers and a Lion.  Yeah, that’s me.  a Snickering Lion.

    I walked all the way along Hackney Road to do this, and am still trying to  eat the Lion.  It is a tough one.  Sticky pully and caramelly.  Dropping bits in the  cafe chair as I type and the owner/manager glances not so surreptitiously at me.

    It is freedom.

    Freedom to walk along and buy two whole chocolates and attempt to eat them and to drop bits in the nice Internet Cafe lady’s not so hot chair.   It is Freedom to choose to have two chocolates and to be able to purchase them and to eat them and not have to offer anyone any.  It is Freedom to sit her typing this with no one bothering me, even though I might be typing inflammatory materiele of the political/sexist/racist or other so determined kind.

    It is Freedom of Type.  Freedom of Bite.  Freedom of Speech.

    Freedom is hounded by those who invent the inflammatory materiel label to stick onto something they want hidden or with which they do not agree,  and think they have the right to press down opinion.  Even foolish opinions get an airing.  Especially in Hackney where everyone is either mad or foolish or both.

    Except for me of course.  I am neither mad or foolish.  I am grumpy.

    The thing is, once your foolish opinion does not agree with the other  general foolish opinions you can be labeled insane or stupid.  However, if you get a following, you might be labelled “a big man” in the community.  Some community.

    I love chocolate (s), even drinking chocolate.  I love freedom.  Even Freedom of Type.

    Some persons would say that Freedom of Type is the same  as Freedom of Speech.   I do not agree.  I can type all I like and even write a trilogy of offensive stuff, but unless it gets published AND some  people read and follow instructions or whatever,  all I have done is verified the need to save a few trees.

    Once I speech, that is speak, something however, what I have done is given credence to a thought or belief and have also published/publicized that belief in no uncertain terms.   A bit of paper or a poster is legally easier to deal with, but legally weaker as a means to an end.   A speech is legally more difficult to deal with but legally stronger as a means to an end.

    Type is written, speech spoken.  But which is more ‘free’?  I would say the Freedom of Type.   After all, I can rip up or delete or otherwise erase.  With bloody free speech all I can do is wish I had kept my mouth shut.

    Me, I prefer chocolates.  Each bite is a bite of freedom.   If I am chomping on a Lion, I can’t really do much harm.  Even if I am typing.   ‘Cause my mouth is too full of gooey sweet stuff to allow me to utter a single word.  All I can do is type and bite.

    So I’m feeling rather free right now.   A silent sweet freedom.

    English: A Snickers candy bar, broken in half.

    Foolish opinions or no,  I air my views, but I still want my freedom.

     
  • beulah888 9:57 AM on December 4, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Bathroom, Bog, , , , Loo, , Poetry, Poo, Shampoo Shave And A Shower, , Shite, Toilet, Wordpress   

    I Shite At Nite…..My Shite…In Hackney 

    I Shite At Nite

    This is mine.  This page, Shampoo Shave And A Shower, is part of my grand WordPress blog. And “I Shite At Night” is just part of it.

    I love myself dearly.  I am not full of shit as those Hackney mad people and zombies are.  I have a life and a beautiful one at that.

    So this blog being homeaffairsdotme, must include the toilette, toilet, bathroom, boudoir and bed.  Not to mention the kitchen which is not the heart but the soul of any home.

    I shite at night because it is my right to shite

    Don’t tell me I must shite in the day, just because you say

    It is the  normal thing to do

    What is normal for you is not right to me

    What is right is normal is right, you see

    And to shite in the day, because you are scared

    Is no reason for me to fear –  you.

    I shite when I feel like

    And that is at nite

    When Nature naturally calls

    You shit out of fear

    Of the dark and the drear

    Of your deadend dead-end state

    And because all of you do it

    Shit I mean,

    That’s no reason for me to share

    Your guilt your pain your sorrow or your air

    For mine, my state

    My ‘homeaffairs’

    Are in order

    Hence my shite

    Though it is done at night

    Is a sweet-smelling odour

    Of natural shit.

                             Goodnight.Shits

     
  • beulah888 7:05 AM on July 26, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Premiumship, Wordpress   

    Monkeying Around The Site 

    Pardons.  Please.  I have been again monkeying around the site fiddling with colours..none not dark or dense enough unless I go Premium.

    WordPress is a premium bloggers site with more than enough blogging that surely it can organise a free upgrade for me. 

    O.K.   Give me a challenge to earn it.  Something like doing a blog  post from scratch in one of Hackney’s Libraries in under 2 mins.  Now that is a challenge.

    I might win…depends on the day though.  These Library PC’s are like dinasaurs and the keys define ‘sticky’ and I am being fossilised.

    Have a super day!

     
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