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"SynchronicityP" Man of Letters, Writer, Poet, Lover of Music and Screamer of Worlds till my lungs fade out.
Tuesday, 28 February 2012
Monday, 2 January 2012
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
Sunday, 13 November 2011
DEMENTIA AN EVER GROWING ENEMY
Dementia is a creeping, invasive, enemy. Unknown at the beginning when it can take hold of us, when it will strike, secretively invading, plotting the destruction of our most valuable paragons until it reaches its target, the consequences as one can imagine are devastating. It takes from us the precious things we hold so dear, our skills and our abilities to recognize our society we live in, ultimate our way of interacting with what is familiar, our anchors to help us to deal and interact with the world around us. Can you imagine a place without Big Ben, Buckingham Palace, St Paul’s Cathedral, the Tower of London, Iconic memorials, local services, local landmarks, just as those things are being removed from our minds, there in and within, we simply become lost, afraid and disillusioned. All that we know and love, our experiences, all that holds us together, our memories to who and what we have become, slowly gets eaten away. Becoming a faded, an illusive intangible substance, that we can’t quite put a finger on, what was that thing called again (a Kettle), what was her name again (a daughters'), who are you again (a son). Its like a war, our historical constructs, our iconic treasures being blown away, left to dust, never to be seen or remembered by us again, a voice crying struggling to be heard in the dark, "Where am I?" eventually "Who am I and what have I become". And this disease becomes stronger driven by our fears, anxiety, paranoia, and stress of how to deal with such an intangibility, we consequently end up losing the strength to understand, and watch ourselves fade away into a wilderness of the unknown. Our nearest, our dearest, our most treasured, our heart felt and loved ones are always the ones who are first to suffer, the veterans struggling in the dark.
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Saturday, 22 October 2011
Film Review Contagion
Contagion; where does one start? Don't go would be one suggestion, because I wish that someone had given me that advice before I went. Words like dull, boring, slow, been done before, just happened to have been done alot better, an awful lot better. Certain books come to mind but that would be divergence.
Seriously guys you would think that with such an acting cast they would come up with something much better, as the approach of the film was so slow it just dragged you along and everything else that came with it.
The acting and the stars in it are carrying out their duty to a certain extent and you do get a sense of that, but the story and how it is told, ye need to start over and do it all again. You may ask what is missing? Dramatic impact would be one, movement, emotional appeal, sensitivity and the whole tragedy behind the story line, I do emphasise the word tragedy as it is deeply missing especially when in trying to get that concept across to an audience.
The marketing people behind this film should be shot. To establish a fictitious trailer goes beyond all. Selling something for what it is not, I would seriously considering suing. Yes it is that bad especially when it is hyped to be something that it is not! Deeply disappointing, and for £8, rip off!
3 out of 10 and they are lucky with that.
Friday, 21 October 2011
Wednesday, 19 October 2011
Sunday, 16 October 2011
Defence; An automated response.
Soft peaked black fedora hat, leans in shadow, a P. that shades the I.,
sheep slaughtered meat, coming back to haunt you,
the peerage, the medal, the need for notoriety and consequential prosperity.
In dim corner light, that investigative glint it peers through masks of lies
... standing for accountability, political responsibility,
standards to bear on sole and high, it’s just manoeuvrability
the shades of truth aren’t always black or white!
The banks have got our Backs, Oops forgot
our backs are backing the Bankers. Jeez! ...guys
Who’s paying? Or been paid to query – Is it not payback time?
Where’s the loyalty, the trust – for years its economical austerity.
Backhanders, back-benchers, back-ground growling dogs,
fat Cats smoking Havana cigars, another tinkle-clink of a champagne glass,
at least we are in profit with net yielding growth potential,
are we not protecting our credentials?
Knights of a round or is it oval cabinet table?
As Camelot again is called upon ...rally and round up the hounds,
all in defence of a sly crafty Mister Fox, with Witty guru interventions for Porn Stars!
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