It's been a long time, Peter. Tiiiiiime. You might say. Or not. My love of full stops seems not to have diminished though, i'll take that as an excellent positive i think. Yes i will. Now i know.

I cant remember whats happened over the last nearly five months very much, i enjoyed a summer of doing nothing very much at all and now i've nearly finished university, or so it seems, the time does fly so. Or something like that.

In this time,

Many were born and many have died,
Some have lived and some are dead inside.

Have you lived?

So today is remembrance day, remembering all the dead people from wars. Those who have fought to protect our freedom. I understand that the soldiers are doing their duty and undoubtedly they do what they are told to do effectively. I have always found freedom a strange concept really though, a lot of times in the past it seemed to be fighting to stop someone else ruling over you, though possibly you were being ruled over in a similar way by the current people anyway. Nowadays in this country we attempt to police the world, and the thought sometimes occurs in my mind that we may be going rather beyond fighting for our freedoms. And as for the notion that we're fighting to free others, you don't have to look very far to see how much we've 'helped'. Anyway, politics is there for stability, and the power hungry virtually always get to the top of that particular ladder. When the power is only supposed to be used for good, the hunger to use the power leads to corruption. Etc. Its all far beyond my comprehension anyway, just help those that you can and smile a real smile or two.

Today (being yesterday), i listened to Journey's 'Don't Stop Believing' a lot. 'Tis a tuuuuuuuuuuune. Been jogging this past week as well, its nice to have a little stamina occasionally i think, and it is beginning to seem that way as well now. Bonus. Done some work this week as well, tis indeed a rather strange time. Madness.

When all around are floating,
And you are floating too.
Yet you know your soul's too heavy
And your feet are turning blue.
When you're dangling on the edge
And then each finger starts cramping
When you slip and start to fall
And your face is ripe for planting.
When your skin and flesh is torn
And blood gushes from the wound
When you're a fledgling werewolf
And tonight comes a full moon
When all around are shouting
And that mob mentality
Is sweeping you and all around
To a maaaad insanity

Breathe.

Breathing is rather good for life,
It helps you live, you know.
It starts you off from birth,
When you stop its time to go.

Breathe, you know you want to.

Or possibly, Breathing. Just do it.
Excellent.

Today I leave you with a quote or three from Aldous Huxley (Author, Genius and Crazy Man)
"Technological progress has merely provided us with more efficient means for going backwards."
"There's only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self. So you have to begin there, not on other people."
"Experience is not what happens to you. It is what you do with what happens to you."

And he obviously liked using people's quotes as well, because he also said this,
"Things somehow seem more real and vivid when one can apply somebody else's ready-made phrase about them."

Speak again soon. 

Don't Stop Believing...

Love Pedro x x x