Ok, so I’m not going to Majorca now, never mind. So will just have to put up with London’s demise. Not looking too bad so far. This picture was taken today in Southwark Park. Zen and coincidence have combined and Japan now beckons instead.
Last week along the river between Greenwich and O2.
Taken from Tower Bridge beginning of October.
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A reminder of a glorious day in the summer. Middle of July, Lymington, New Forest, England.
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To know that important things are not so important any more; that nothing stays the same. To understand that the familiar milieu, which to you is boring and staid, someone else, somewhere else would take it up for themselves, if only in their dreams. That your life now could be someone else’s dream. That you can achieve your dreams; though living them will change them. That everything is both not real and real.
To see and hear all around people cataloguing their own private downfalls, living a frustration that thousands, countless others know too well, have known for too long, and know also that living it is winning, not losing. To understand that what would make you give up and leave might also be enough to make you come back; to start again, an outsider now, by choice, in fact. That disaster happens, but at the same time beckons new.
To understand that if things are not meant to be, then they never will be; the horizon will never change. Unless a catastrophic event occurs, which is not impossible, there, here, anywhere. The meteorite can change to suit its situation, an entity embodying every force known to nature: creative, destructive, physical, and intangible. To know that you can choose to hope or not to hope; that it makes no difference, really; and to understand that this is not defeat.
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A GOOD novelist is also a social historian; the operative word there is also. Like all good writers are, and have always been, Nadine Gordimer has been concerned with the individual costs of the events she describes. Because she has had a long career and has been prolific, producing to date over 12 novels and 10 collections of short stories, her writing creates a kind of a record of South African history in the 40 years of apartheid rule.
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To all those people who have been visiting my blog and clicking on links, only to find that the photos are missing. This is a work in progress following a server migration and I hope to have this completed soon. The site stats are showing up the most popular posts, so I am updating these ones first.
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is underrated and undersold. I wrote those words around six years ago, posted them a year ago and find myself again, pondering on the concept of freedom in a modern world. This is probably prompted by revisiting the book: “Awakening the Buddha Within: Tibetan Wisdom for the Western World” by Lama Surya Das - the beginning of a new circle I ask myself?!
Thankful that the wheel has turned for me after a year of studying. Feeling free and thinking about all the things I will have time to do now that I am not trudging towards the next deadline. Joy!
“The way to peace and happiness is peace and happiness”
Lama Surya Das
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Imaginings and resonances and pain and small longings and prejudices. They meant nothing against the resolute hardness of the sea.
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Did I mention my usual trudge? The green and lavender of Potters Fields Park caught my eye today, so I cut through to the river to get some sea air along with today’s drizzle.
I had made a mental note to try the Telectroscope when there was no queue. So today was a perfect day - weather permitted and all that.
So, great fun we had looking into the eye of the scope. And yes! There was New York and Brooklyn Bridge on the other side! Only a 3 second time delay, so when they said jump, we jumped and when we said hop…
Big thanks to the guy who answered my high kicks and for our shared Can-Can moment. Brilliant! Nice and sunny over there today…ho hum, stumble, trudge…
Copyright Matthew Andrews
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Whenever I get tired of London, people under my feet, mobile phones, noisy vandalistic estate kids etc, I think of the famous quote from Samuel Johnson, which I came across at school. It always brings me back to earth. But not for long, as I still have a fair few cities to explore, e.g. New York, Beijing, Caracas, Dakar, etc. you get the picture. Where life might be indeed better.
But it’s a challenge, all the same. Tired of London, tired of life? Hmmm…it does help that even in the small area that I trudge, I am still finding small avenues and views that I haven’t seen before. Even better to come across a complete building that has been in existence for years…(Invicta means unvanquished, by the way.)
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