Altered Images were a Glasgow band from the ’80’s and their song Happy Birthday was a favourite of mine.
Day After Tomorrow is my late Mum’s birthday.
Next month BFF & I will reach an iconic birthday….though hers is exactly 3 weeks before me :o)
Yeah. She knows. Having been BFF’s since we were both 11, I may have mentioned it once or twice (!)
Bloody Scorpios. Tchss!
One day – when me and she reach 100 – we WILL celebrate like this. Because everyone’ll think we’re old and demented.
Apropos of nothing – I HATE OCTOPUSSIES. Himself used to snorkel off the Rock of Gibraltar and catch the horrible things. Once he brought one home and put it in my freezer. The bastard sea creature squirted black ink everywhere. Calamari? I’d rather eat all four of my car’s tyres, thank you very much.
Oh and btw : Travis are Scottish too & poor wee Greta is still aLive&KicKinG arse.
The Fourth Way addresses the question of humanity’s place in the Universe and the possibilities of inner development. It emphasizes that people ordinarily live in a state referred to as a semi-hypnotic “waking sleep,” while higher levels of consciousness, virtue, unity of will are possible.
Someone is now preaching togetherness. The same someone who has had me banned for 3 years from their channel. Mmmmn.
When I think of the Fourth Way – these three come to mind (after Abba of course)
It’s when a number of completely different people come together and make something bigger than the individuals could ever do alone.
Agnetha had a voice. Frida had a voice. Bjorn and Benny had the music. Together they made something unique and ever-lasting.
Clarkson, Hammond, May – on paper these three are a disaster waiting to happen. Something no one in their right mind would ever even contemplate….
Another ever-lasting, unbelievably stupid, totally bad idea that is still alive and well and much loved by many :o)
The “mad, bad, dangerous to know” girl (my favourite traveller-in-crime) & I danced in the moonlight a few times. Paris. Rome. Dubai. Venice. On a plane. In a car in the Chunnel. In wales. On my kitchen table…………
The most memorable was about 2am. In Dubai. Walking from the bar to our rooms. Via the swimming pool.
Our feet were hot so we danced in the shallow end. Kicking water at each other.
Edward Heath was PM. I’ll post a post about Ted Heath’s extra-curricular activities one day! So – we are being threatened with the good ol’ bad ol’ blackouts again because of something about something (fill in the new BS blank)
I still carry a supply of candles in the pantry, along with torch batteries. We live in a village subject to regular power cuts. Some can last a few seconds. Some can last a whole 24 hours or more.
Once I could rely upon the good ol’ oil fired Rayburn to give us heat and hot water but the price of oil has gone way beyond our pay grade.
BTW : The video below the 1970’s video below will explain the title. Four Candles :o)
I’ve studied both the art and the craft of writing for decades but everything I’ve read and/or written boils down to one single Universal Truth.
THE HERO’S JOURNEY.
This is the meaning of life. To live that journey.
Joseph Campbell was a great mentor via his books. Robert Graves too. And Myth & Legend. And the Tarot.
Everything in our lives is predicated on The Journey and how we choose to travel.
This journey ALWAYS starts with THE FOOL. The blithe young soul wearing the motley, with a bindle on his shoulder, the rose of love in his hand and a faithful dog at his heels as he steps over the cliff into the unknown.
The Journey always ends with The World. A circle. A Naked Woman and the Tetramorph (the four elements or the Four Evangelists or…)
It is a completed cycle.
Within this journey we face so much. So many trials. The Magic. The Spirit. The Love. The Strength. The Forward. The Backward. The Death. The Rebirth. The Devil. The Angel. The Destruction. The Rebuilding. Justice. Judgement. Light. Dark. Hope. Failure. Loss. Gain.
George Lucas wrote Star Wars based on Joseph Campbell’s Hero With a Thousand Faces.
Luke is the fool. The little man with a strange voice (Obi wan?) is the Magician. Leia is the High Priestess. Darth is just one letter away from DEATH. And Vader is an anagram of RAVED.
I see this within my own life. Though – I just keep going back to The Sacred Fool (Heyoka) and Death is a given.