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For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do
Though I’m past one hundred thousand miles
I’m feeling very still
David Bowie
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Outside it is chucking it down. We are due 15mm in the next hour or so.
The recovery from the hip hop hip op seems to be going well. At a guess I am doing slightly better than “normal” for a fat bastard of my age and previous substance intake. It seems that physically I will be more able than I have been for a couple of years.
The residual fate question remains unanswered. We could try to sell the house and move. We do need to downsize but we can afford another year here.
So far the dreaming has not pointed at any obvious option aside from doing “dreaming courses”. There has been some hint at uncovered knowledge. And I did once get a suggestion for a new book. Whilst I could write one, I doubt it would get published unless I self-published. I don’t have the kind of provenance which makes a good sales pitch. I am not airy-fairy and flaky enough. I am conservative. Nor am I in a university neuroscience or psych-ward {psychology department}.
The take home message that I have received from the world so far is , “don’t start anything, it will get complex and then go pear shaped”.
There is an ancillary, “don’t try to get in contact with anyone it will be ignored and/or cause a massive drama.”
People have busy lives and they do not want to be disturbed by the rattling chains of ghosts from days gone by. I do not seek to inflict myself into the lives of others.
I have done zero SEO on this site. The idea being if someone finds it they were kind of meant to.
I am reasonably clear that I have very little to offer anyone who might be embarking on a meditation/soul searching journey. I might be of more use to some who has travelled a bit. It is moot.
I could easily be kidding myself.
I am not convinced that anyone needs to take refuge in a sangha. If you want to liberate, read the text meditate and get busy. A sangha could hold you back…by peer coercion and FOMO related drama.
There is a reasonable notion that I could generate around five grand in the January to June pre-exam “A” level science tutoring period in the UK {2027} . Some people are charging shit loads per hour. We could just about afford to live in the UK. In the second year with good “Trustpilot” reviews I could easily double or quadruple this. I could probably sustain this for a couple of years before I rebelled against the dogmatic marking schemes. This might take me to state pension age.
Not really any the wiser…
It is still early doors for 2026…given what orange-boi in DC is soap boxing about anything might happen…
Why do Americans keep having old men as presidents?
It is not really my business but the ill-will generated there does impinge and echo around the world.
Disharmony…selfishness and unpleasantness…
A misuse of power…
All that optimism of 1989-90 has faded…
With dread I wonder what lessons humanity is calling forth for itself… how will the world look in a decade?
America may be powerful but by no means is it great in the fullest sense and meaning of the word. The example being set is retrogressive. It is old…
Dreamyoga 