Billy of Time February

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a real life zombie apocalypse? I imagined just finding a good hiding place would cause you to feel relief. A building with strong doors and lots of heavy things to block the doors from behind. Another thing would be a bunker. Some people set their mind to building bunkers under their back yards; the reason for the bunker would be in case of an apocalypse like an asteroid strike or nuclear holocaust, they would't imagine their bunker would be used because of a zombie apocalypse. 

I wonder what it would be like to live off the grid in the wilderness. I imagined a large boat that floated up in the air during the daytime. It would have wings that are filled with mirrors. The mirrors would reflect sunlight onto different parts of cloth balloons, the air inside the cloth would become very hot and provide lift. 

I call it the 'Billy of Time', a boat-blimp with large fabric envelopes that act like hot air balloons, they heat up air inside them from light reflected on mirrors on wings. This causes the boat to rise out of the water and float up high in the sky. Then at sunset, the large flying boat would descend and the wings would help it glide down safely back to the surface of the sea. You would spend your time tending to the fruit garden on the deck; growing tomatoes and berries to live on. The fruits would be irrigated by water condensation gathered in the air and from rain. At dusk you would watch the sun set on the cloud tops, they would be covered in pink and red beams of light. Then at night would would sit on the deck for a while and look at the stars. Your bed would be a hammock below deck wrapped in lots of fabric to save weight. If there was a zombie apocalypse, you would be oblivious.  

The hard part would be to stop the boat-blimp crashing into land and making sure your crops persist. Some of the tomatoes and berries would be dried out to store in case some of the crops failed. 

The mind wonders when you need it to...  

 

 

Trump Gets to Work

During these last two weeks of January, President Donald Trump has been busy implementing his policies. I recall he sent American soldiers to the border to make sure the cartel gangs could not get their drugs across. I think he also told the Colombian government that he would increase import tariffs if they didn't allow their illegal migrants to be returned to their country. He's not messing about, he was serious about what he said.

It was while this was happening that a powerful storm called Erowin(welsh Name) moved across the north side of my island nation. It damaged buildings and toppled many trees. Some people were fatally injured by the storm. At the same time I also noticed at night the planet Mars was visible at the same time as Venus. I could see both the planets. I think Jupiter and Saturn were also visible. Mars looks like a star with a pink hue in the sky. Venus looks like a small version of the moon but always sits on the horizon at sunrise and dawn. 

I don't hate illegal immigrants, I just don't like the side effects of having many illegals. If a letting agent posts a property and 20 or 30 people show up, they take the property off the market and put the property back up again a week later at a much higher price. The high demand for property makes the property more expensive. People tell me this is not true but I have seen it happen with my own eyes.  This also makes commercial properties more expensive. The other problem is the pressure to increase wages in low paying jobs goes down. Warehouse workers get smaller pay rises when there are many immigrants because there isn't a shortage of workers. If there were a slight shortage of workers, companies would increase their wages more to keep their staff. This doesn't happen in an overcrowded area. 

Browse Away

Life can sometimes be very difficult, stress, pain and unhappy memories can fill your mind. If you're lying in bed trying to sleep then those thoughts are pointless and can stop you from sleeping. I saw a video of man punch a guy in the head and the guy passed away in front of his parents. I felt pity for them because they lost their beloved son. I think the man that punched him was angry about him using pictures of his wife to promote a product. Even watching random videos can cause spurts of restless anger and sadness. I noticed 'x' has more confrontational videos then Facebook reels. 

The best thing to do is not to flick through random short videos. It is best to read books and browse products in online shops. Just look at things and read interesting things. 

I was looking at all those Chinese online shops like Temo to see if they sold cheap electric bikes, it turns out they do and you can get the price down to a few hundred £s. I have no intention of buying an electric bike, I just thought it is amazing that fully electric bike with self power mode can be bought for such a low price. Then I was looking at recliners like the lazy boy and train sets. They are low priority things but I was looking  at them anyway so I could stop thinking. The key is to stop thinking when it is time to rest. 

When you're done looking at interesting things, the next thing is to read books. If you have an Amazon prime account, you can read through some books for free. There is also a library e-book site called Libby that lets you borrow e-books from your local library. If you don't want to read books, you could read this blog, there are thousands of entries spread out over many years. I have a New King James Bible, it has a satin ribbon bookmark built into it so I can save the location I am at. It is nice to read the books of the prophets and see what they say will happen in the future. Then there is the gospels and then the letters to the early churches. 

Wrong Values

I think people and society as a whole value the wrong things. I can give you an example with this conversation. 

Person A : "What did you do over the weekend? "

Person B: "I watched MasterChef, the chase and QI on demand. Then I went out for a drink and went to the cinema". 

Person A: "The sounds great, What about you person c" ? 

Person C: "I drew a pen sketch, I hate rushing it but I did it in 20 minutes, then while I was eating some sandwiches I used my free hand to write the text of my blog and added a scan of my pen sketch to the blog and posted it. Then I...."

Person A: "You have too much time on your hands". 

Person C: "But I didn't spend much..". 

Person A: "Life is short, why are you wasting time that Blog of yours"? 

You see, Person C was trying to explain that the time he spends on his blog is small and it is a constructive hobby that cost him almost nothing and takes up almost no space. To person A, having a hobby is a waste of time. He has no problem with watching TV or sitting in the pub. Person A values the wrong things and interrupted person c when he tried to explain himself. Don't explain yourself. Just say I did bits and bobs. I just did a few bits and bobs. No one cares for the truth anyway. 

If I was loaded (acquired wealth) I would buy a Nissan Leaf or a Tesla model C. People with half my wealth would be asking why I don't buy a BMW X5 or Audi A1. I would tell them I like the nissan leaf and I don't like to show off. No matter how wealthy I am, I wouldn't buy a luxury flashy car. I would be more interested in being able to play golf every other day than driving a car that looks flashy. 

People value superficial things like entertainment and prestige and self image, Something has gone wrong. The other things have become useless and meaningless to them. 

Before Jesus

It is written in the scriptures that Jesus will return to Earth one day and raise the dead to be Judged with the living.

There were many people that were born and lived on Earth before Jesus lived as a man. How will those people be judged? They didn't reject the gospel, they lived and died before Gospel was present. What will happen to those people? They didn't get a chance to choose the Gospel or reject it.

Would God give them a second chance? Would he make them live again or just know what they would do already? What would happen to all those people? Would they all share the same fate?

People of Earth

I consider Humans, Dolphins, Whales and Elephants to be people because they are self aware and have their own languages.

If you shoot and kill an elephant, you are killing a person. If you kill a whale, you are killing a person.

I won't say more...

What May 19 means to me

It is June now, I believe this is the month that takes us into summer. Spring fades with the flowers as they turn into fruits and seeds.

To me, May was about realizing that I am a father and coming to terms with it. May was a restless month for me. I work through the night and trade through the morning and sleep in the afternoon. I eat quickly and use the last 15 minutes of my tea break to write entries in this blog. In between sleep and work I try to be a good father. There is always something to do. Father's day will never be the same to me again.

I went to the hospital a few times, won't say why. Got to see what 10 years of austerity has done to the NHS. I won't say more.

I wish I could say more but I can't. That is it..

What April means to me

I will always remember April 2019 as Jacob's Spring because my son, Jacob was born in the middle of April and April is the middle of Spring.

April is the Month I became a father and I was given my own family, the best gift I have ever been given. I hope to be a good father for Jacob. My wife named our son, I gave him the middle name Curtis, an abbreviation of courteous, which means to be respectful.

My wife's sister and parents accompanied me and my wife while we were waiting for our son to be born. I enjoyed their company however I found it strange to not work for 5 weeks, plus the tension from waiting for Jacob got to my head and I think I looked stressed and angry. I hope they didn't get the wrong impression about me.  I really enjoyed their company and hope they will come again.

The weather in April was very cold and cloudy. Not what we normally get in the middle of spring.

There was a large terrorist attack in Sri Lanka, an Island next to India. I won't say anymore. Only that God won't reward anyone that destroys themselves and others.

Jullian Assange (Wiki leaks co-founder) was arrested inside the Equador embassy and the world was shown a picture of a black hole event horizon the way it actually looks. It looked the way I imagined it would look. It was a hole that is black.

The Brexit deadlock persisted throughout April. Britain may never leave the European Union. I sense that everyone on both sides of the continent are just fed up and want some progress to be made.

The week my life changed

The week during mid April is the week that changed my life. Starting from the 15th of April my pregnant wife started having contractions. A few days later, exactly one month after St Patrick's day on the 17th my son was born.

My first child was born in the middle of Spring and the middle of the day at the same time former president of Peru Alan Garcia shot himself in the head to defy arrest and life. We gave him the name Jacob.

I am no longer Me, I am Us. I am a family. We are a small family of three but we are us. My son was born and I was filled with love. I felt love and wonder, he is a small little man with his own personality, He will have his own quirks and his own values and his own world to create. He will have his own memories to share. Perhaps he is reading this now.

I hope to get the opportunity to do all the Dad things like unbolt my son's training wheels when he masters his first bike and teach him everything I know. I will steer him away from bad mischievous paths. I will take him to Amusement parks and holidays and hopefully share many happy memories and see him grow into a happy man with his own family.

Life is a mystery

I woke up early in the morning and I looked out into the darkened room. A thought came into my mind. Why am I here? Why am I alive and what is the purpose of my life?

Don't get me wrong I am grateful for life but I am lost in the mystery. The mystery of existence and consciousness is so deep that I can't grasp it with my simple mind.

If you know me you will know that I don't ask rhetorical questions. I hunger for insight, I hunger for answers.

I want to know what my purpose is and why I am here. What is my destiny?

If I was rich

I am a guy that tries to make every day count. I have beautiful dreams. Many rich people in this world are very miserable but if I was rich I would be happy.

Firstly, If I was a made man (rich) I would nurture all my hobbies, because I would have all the time in the world to do them.  I would come to the golf course regularly and also the bowling alley. I would build beautiful models of buildings and draw beautiful pictures. I would create so many beautiful things. At the moment I am stuck with just making blogs and models.

I would have a big house built and foster many children and give them a good life. I would pay for tutors to teach them and take them to theme parks every weekend and be a positive force in their life.

I said this before but it is true. There is so many things to make and create and being rich is a vehicle to make it happen.

I create this blog and art and various other things. Every day I live in this world could be my last day so I try to make the day count.

I am thankful for my working mind and good health. I am lucky so far in life because I am able bodied and all my dreams are still alive. I am waiting for insight from the Glorious Creator of the universe and hope that many good times will come. I hope the 2020s will be a fantastic decade.

What February 2018 means to me

As you know, February is a very short month that is 28 days long but a lot happened.

There was a high school shooting in Florida I believe. I felt sad because they are just little kids. They need strong doors in their schools because young people in America are being poisoned by rejection and hate and they are finding no hope but to violently outburst with guns. I wish I could give the person with a gun a hug and comfort before the poison had taken a grip of him. The poison is comming from media. They feel empty and worthless because of the messages in the tvs. The TVs and phones are telling people that they are valued by their posesions and how they look, the poison is making them sick. People's minds are being poisoned by hate. The hate grows so big that they can't contain it.

On this month I learned that the small plastic pellets that are used in plastic production are called Nurdles. I learned this because a shipping container fell into the ocean near south Africa and caused the coastline to be filled with Nurdles. The wildlife was poisoned by the pellets because the animals eat them thinking they are eggs and the acids in their stomachs are releasing toxins trapped in the pellets.

Here in the UK, the last week of February was very cold. My car was covered with ice every day and it snowed a lot but spring is around the corner. There was also an explosion in the North of England caused by a gas leak. The approach of Brexit for the UK government was shifting frantically and the labour party decided that staying in the customs union is the right way but the main Government want to be out of the customs union for the freedom to make our own trade deals.

February 2018 is filled with poisoned minds and poisoned beings. Fire and Ice and fear mixed with bravery. I am grateful for opportunity and hope and all the free things I use every day such as this blog.

My world so far

One role that I feel I should take up for the rest of this decade and the twenty-twenties decade is to observe my reality and record it. If I am lucky I will get an engraving machine and cut my writings into metal or stone plates that could be stacked into an obelisk and show future generations what life is like for an ordinary man and what ordinary people think.

In this time, people's skills are still required but they are slowly being replaced by machines. I don't know if it is just me that thinks this but I'm sure that machines don't buy things. I live in a capitalist society that relies on consumers buying things. If all people's jobs are replaced by machines then there are no consumers and no business. The action of businesses automating everything could only lead to their end. One system could thrive in a maximum automation society and that is communism. Money is worthless if it is not circulated so a society with no Jobs can't be a capitalist one in my opinion because people won't buy many things if they don't have a job.

The governments of the world are very hostile to other places and they have powerful weapons that can be used however they don't represent humanity because almost all people on earth have no desire for war. When I talk to other people I ask their opinion about other societies I get the same response, we don't view other people in other places as enemies.

The media and news make the Russians and North Koreans look like evil despots but people like me have no hate or bad views of these communities. I have no hate for North Koreans or Russians. I see them as my brothers and sisters.

I hope I can stick with this project and record history throughout the twenty-twenties, twenty-thirties and beyond.

New life

I have settled down in my new home outside London. I still commute to London for work and business but London is not my home anymore. I live in a small commuter town that is a 30 minutes drive from the city, beyond the proverbial wall of London known as the M25 ring road. I am now prepreparing for my wife to join me and to create happy memories.

London has a powerful effect on the whole southern side of the Island. It is very hard to ignore. All the road signs point to London. All the train lines go to London. everything around here points to London. The geopolitical and economic gravity is felt everywhere around here. I think my island should not be like that, I think that the UK should be more balanced. It should not have a big mega city that controls everything but lots of small cities that are well developed with good transport links.

One thing I have learned about living far from my family is that you can be very focused and get things done when your only company is yourself. I am very focused on building a good future and working very hard.

I am grateful for this new life and hope for happy memories.

Cheapest way to live

The cheapest way to live in the UK is to live in a remote town where living costs are low and commute to your job by Moped or motorbike.

Most two wheeled vehicles are about 3 times as fuel efficient as my small city car. My car burns about 1 litre of fuel every 15 kilometers on a good day with no traffic. Many two wheeled vehicles will travel close to 50 kilometers on one litre.

All two wheeled vehicles are dangerous and simply falling off your bike can cause life changing injuries or death.

The next cheapest way to live is the get a car with a similar engine to a motorbike, like a smart car. Smart cars are twice as fuel efficient as my small city car. Or to car pull. Take it in turns to drive a group of people into the Area. Each member of the group uses their own car.

I feel that it shouldn't be this way. Public transport should be the cheapest way to get around. But it is not. In fact it is more expensive then the car, even when the cost of insurance and road tax is considered. A typical season train ticket is around £500 per month. One liter of Petrol costs around £1.10 per litre in the UK.

I sense that profiteering and greed plays a role in the high costs of commuting in the UK.

Departed and departing

Yesterday was the birthday of my granny that passed away. Her departure was positive in a way because she was freed from a very painful state of being. I am sure she is in a very blissful place. A place of paradise​ where joy overflows and fills all that are there. It would be nice if people could come back and tell me the wonders of the next journey.

Feeling sadness for a lost family member is nothing new to me. From a young age I had to deal with a great loss and went to school feeling very depressed. Life is short and one must reach out for meaning and reason and find happiness from within. There are often less then ten decades before it ends. I will try to make every day count.

May this short life we have be fruitful and complete.

Soda burps & Metal ramps

One thing I remember well is walking onto amusement park rides because the entrance to the ride was often a metal foot ramp. The ramp would flex slightly as you walked on it and would make a high pitched tapping sound as you walked across it. The ramps were covered in diamond shaped studs to prevent slipping when it is wet. I would remember it well because the sensation was associated with an exhilarating experience like moving fast. The two are linked together.

I also remember drinking cola soda too quickly, I would burp with my mouth shut and feel the
Sensation of bubbles fizzing behind my eyes, the sensation would make my eyes water. Soda burbs would also make me feel like I was less bloated.

I am grateful for all the simple pleasures in this world.

Clear mind

One of the reasons I write this blog is to get insight into the higher purpose. I won't lie, I really do know very little about the purpose of life and why we are here.

I hope for a peaceful journey in this life. This world is filled with evil and malice. I am hoping that mankind can make progress and leave this terrible phase.

My radio is with me giving comfort but prayers are the greatest.

Christianity and Transparency

One thing that stops me from going to church is the thought of Hell. I feel that Hell is not fair because our lives are very short and the punishment of Hell is disproportionate. If a man was cruel to other people for 20 years then why should he be tormented for eternity? Would it not be fair to punish him for 20 years? It would bother me if I was in Heaven and I knew that people were being tormented forever. I want the maker himself to give me insight because I don't understand. I'm not trying to criticize any religion, I am being truthful. It bothers me when I think about the topic. People have done bad things to me in the past but I don't want them to go to hell. I would go down to hell and tell Hitler himself that he had enough and free him if I could because I don't want anyone to be suffer like that. I beg for insight and mercy.

I don't know who is reading this and what now is to the person that is reading it, what I do know is that I am writing the truth, the way I think and feel.

I am a very misunderstood man, I watch things on TV that some people see as morbid but it is only the mystery that interests me. They don't understand what is going through my mind. Here is the connection, my life is a mystery because I don't understand what the creator thinks, people don't understand me because they don't know how I value things. Both things cause me to be frustrated. Not having deep insight into life and being misunderstood.

If a lady is walking in front of me on the street, she may be afraid because I am bigger than her but she does not understand that I am a blameless man  and won't harm anyone. That person does not know that. They just think that the man walking behind could be dangerous, they don't know that I am heading in my own direction. Thankfully I get about by car now so that awkward feeling has been eliminated.

The other thing is that my thoughts are not valued by others. When I reach out to talk about these big topics, the topic is ended through an excuse.
My mind is a village, I walk though it and try thought experiments in there and that is what matters to me. The village inside my mind is a paradise that is more beautiful than any place on Earth that I know of. There is a whole world inside me that is written of by people. No person in this world will ever understand me unless they are telepathic.

All you do is criticise

One thing that defines my life is that no one has anything nice to say. If someone talks to me it is usually to complain about something. No one wants to debate about the plot of a movie or about politics, or to ponder the big issues in this world. Just complain complain complain.

I am living in a world where my radio is my friend. My radio talks to me about the world and about topics and debates. People don't, they just complain. They complain about me driving too slow. They complain about me making a mistake. People complain about my lifestyle. They complain if I do something they don't like. If I want to talk about a topic then the conversation is ended.  I'm fed up because I live in a lonely world. No matter how many people are around me and how well connected I am on social media I will always be lonely. My mind is starved of meaningful conversation. This is the reality of living in a modern world, Stress and emptiness is the way people feel.

My friends in this world will always be machines. I dream of robot companions that don't judge me and want to learn about the world, just like me. I work so hard and don't get what I deserve. But I will and I love reading books because I value knowledge so much. If I lose my ability to read then I will throw in the towel and finish my life because reading is more important to me than food and air. My mind is hungry for reading and meaningful conversation. There is so much to learn.

I am grateful for my radio because it talks to me  and brings a low level friendship into my presence and helps me to be a being in this world.