I read this article and made it a bit simple to understand for me of course. The links are there if you want to read the article.
Over the last half century Western Cooperations have invested heavily in Third World Countries. They invest on rich natural resorces. These countries do not have taxes, environmental regulations, worker benefits, and occupational safety costs due to the bullying of the rich countries. And the labour is cheap.
EG.
"In Haiti, for instance, workers are paid 11 cents an hour by corporate giants such as Disney, Wal-Mart, and J.C. Penny. The United States is one of the few countries that has refused to sign an international convention for the abolition of child labor and forced labor. This position stems from the child labor practices of U.S. corporations throughout the Third World and within the United States itself, where children as young as 12 suffer high rates of injuries and fatalities, and are often paid less than the minimum wage.
The savings that big business reaps from cheap labor abroad are not passed on in lower prices to their customers elsewhere. Corporations do not outsource to far-off regions so that U.S. consumers can save money. They outsource in order to increase their margin of profit. In 1990, shoes made by Indonesian children working twelve-hour days for 13 cents an hour, cost only $2.60 but still sold for $100 or more in the United States."
The cheap local labour is made by these Cooperations like this.
Western Governments give tax cuts to these Cooperations, to move out to the third world and even pay for the relocation. The Cooperations take the best land in these countries to cultivate monoculture crops, which need lots of pesticides. Now that leaves less and less land for the natives, to grow their organic crops. This displaces the local population from their lands and drive them to the urban slums, where they work for lower than the lowest wage of the land.
Western aid are intended to make it easy for the cooperation to operate by subsidizing the construction of the infrastructure of the countries eg ports, highways, and refineries.
The aid given has strings attached. Western products, which are susidised by the donar countries, have to be sold undermining local produce. These countries have to give preferences for the Western cooperations in investment, again taking the consumption away from the local produce.
Then again the aid, does not go to the local population; as much as 90% is taken by the corrupt officials from the presidents to the coulie.
In 1944 The World Bank (WB) International Monetary Fund (IMF), was created assist all nations in their developement. More money, the country contribute to these organisations more voting power it has. So starting from US then Germany, Japan, France and UK becomes the big guns in both organisations. The operations are done by selected bankers and ministry staff from rich countries, secrectly.
Say a country borrows money from WB and get into difficulties paying the money back; as it happens so often. Then it has to borrow money from IMF, to pay back the original money owed to the WB.
Now the IMF has something called SAP, Structural Adjustment Program. That means the country has to privatise the state owned infrasructure eg utilities, bus and railroads, mines etc, and sell them at a very low cost. Also grant tax breaks to western cooperations, reduce wages of workers, and make no attempt to stop foreign imports and takeovers.
Then the country has to let the forests to be cleared and let strip mining done, without due regard, to environmental catastrophesies. The subsidies for the health, education, transportation and food has to be cut, to make more money for the debt payment. Grow cash crops for exports taking it away from local consumption.
Now we have the Third World countries having their real wages reduced, national debt increased, environment destroyed making more warring factions in the country and driving people to escape to rich countries as refugees.
More of this can be found in:http://www.ichblog.eu/index.php?option=com_seyret&task=videodirectlink&id=375
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Monday, February 26, 2007
Extra Sensory Perseption
Blair lobbied Bush to get the Star Wars Node into Britain. Blair has not really said when he is handing over to the next man. Blair is going to land a big job in one of these companies who are in the defence line. Put them together and you have a little idea when the payment comes. When you think like this you have to bring a law forbidding polititions from having a job in any company which they themseles promoted. Arms race gives a good life to the poor. Think about it. Arms Suppliers creat by hook or crook a war in countries to sell their ware. In the countries who go to war go bankcrupt and the people become poor. Then Arms Suppliers go to these countries build lots hospitals etc paid by tax payed by the people of the rich countries, for the poor people in them countries init?
When I went to UWE for wee stint in Elecronics degree I had to go to Business studies. I have been a business man all my life. But I am no cut throat. So I did not go to the business studies classes. Here I am in the Saly Army Hostel typing this away.
ESP is a good one. I remember in 2000 I think; total sun eclipse to seen in Cornwall. Yeah I wouldn't forget it. I cycled all the way to Cornwall. Stupid init? No it was a grand idea. I cycled to Bridgewater from Bristol and took a train to Truro and cycled from there to Constantine. Anyway I booked myself into a instantly organised camping site by a farmer and his missus. Agreed to pay 5 quid while others were paying 7.50. May be my pathetic looks. So the day before the eclipse one of the newspapers asked the readers to concentrate just about 11 AM on the sun. On the day before 11 it was cloudy and we could not see the sun. Five of us stood in a circle and concentrated on the sun for a 2 minute period. May be thousands of others did the same. At about 15 minutes pass 11 the sun was out of the clouds. I am not saying it worked. But it could of init? But unfortunatly next morning we were going around trying to find the best place to watch the eclipse and forgot to do the ESP.
When I went to UWE for wee stint in Elecronics degree I had to go to Business studies. I have been a business man all my life. But I am no cut throat. So I did not go to the business studies classes. Here I am in the Saly Army Hostel typing this away.
ESP is a good one. I remember in 2000 I think; total sun eclipse to seen in Cornwall. Yeah I wouldn't forget it. I cycled all the way to Cornwall. Stupid init? No it was a grand idea. I cycled to Bridgewater from Bristol and took a train to Truro and cycled from there to Constantine. Anyway I booked myself into a instantly organised camping site by a farmer and his missus. Agreed to pay 5 quid while others were paying 7.50. May be my pathetic looks. So the day before the eclipse one of the newspapers asked the readers to concentrate just about 11 AM on the sun. On the day before 11 it was cloudy and we could not see the sun. Five of us stood in a circle and concentrated on the sun for a 2 minute period. May be thousands of others did the same. At about 15 minutes pass 11 the sun was out of the clouds. I am not saying it worked. But it could of init? But unfortunatly next morning we were going around trying to find the best place to watch the eclipse and forgot to do the ESP.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Al Queda Explained
But this I could not ignore! For the heck of it I am going to publish the whole article. I knew about this but did not have the direct link to the guy who made it public. Enjoy.
from
Al Qaeda – The Database
Shortly before his untimely death, former British Foreign Secretary Robin Cook told the House of Commons that "Al Qaeda" is not really a terrorist group but a database of international mujaheddin and arms smugglers used by the CIA and Saudis to funnel guerrillas, arms, and money into Soviet-occupied Afghanistan. Courtesy of World Affairs, a journal based in New Delhi, WMR can bring you an important excerpt from an Apr.-Jun. 2004 article by Pierre-Henry Bunel, a former agent for French military intelligence.
by: Wayne Madsen on: 5th Dec, 05
"I first heard about Al-Qaida while I was attending the Command and Staff course in Jordan. I was a French officer at that time and the French Armed Forces had close contacts and cooperation with Jordan . . .
"Two of my Jordanian colleagues were experts in computers. They were air defense officers. Using computer science slang, they introduced a series of jokes about students' punishment.
"For example, when one of us was late at the bus stop to leave the Staff College, the two officers used to tell us: 'You'll be noted in 'Q eidat il-Maaloomaat' which meant 'You'll be logged in the information database.' Meaning 'You will receive a warning . . .' If the case was more severe, they would used to talk about 'Q eidat i-Taaleemaat.' Meaning 'the decision database.' It meant 'you will be punished.' For the worst cases they used to speak of logging in 'Al Qaida.'
"In the early 1980s the Islamic Bank for Development, which is located in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, like the Permanent Secretariat of the Islamic Conference Organization, bought a new computerized system to cope with its accounting and communication requirements. At the time the system was more sophisticated than necessary for their actual needs.
"It was decided to use a part of the system's memory to host the Islamic Conference's database. It was possible for the countries attending to access the database by telephone: an Intranet, in modern language. The governments of the member-countries as well as some of their embassies in the world were connected to that network.
"[According to a Pakistani major] the database was divided into two parts, the information file where the participants in the meetings could pick up and send information they needed, and the decision file where the decisions made during the previous sessions were recorded and stored. In Arabic, the files were called, 'Q eidat il-Maaloomaat' and 'Q eidat i-Taaleemaat.' Those two files were kept in one file called in Arabic 'Q eidat ilmu'ti'aat' which is the exact translation of the English word database. But the Arabs commonly used the short word Al Qaida which is the Arabic word for "base." The military air base of Riyadh, Saudi Arabia is called 'q eidat 'riyadh al 'askariya.' Q eida means "a base" and "Al Qaida" means "the base."
"In the mid-1980s, Al Qaida was a database located in computer and dedicated to the communications of the Islamic Conference's secretariat.
"In the early 1990s, I was a military intelligence officer in the Headquarters of the French Rapid Action Force. Because of my skills in Arabic my job was also to translate a lot of faxes and letters seized or intercepted by our intelligence services . . . We often got intercepted material sent by Islamic networks operating from the UK or from Belgium.
"These documents contained directions sent to Islamic armed groups in Algeria or in France. The messages quoted the sources of statements to be exploited in the redaction of the tracts or leaflets, or to be introduced in video or tapes to be sent to the media. The most commonly quoted sources were the United Nations, the non-aligned countries, the UNHCR and . . . Al Qaida.
"Al Qaida remained the data base of the Islamic Conference. Not all member countries of the Islamic Conference are 'rogue states' and many Islamic groups could pick up information from the databases. It was but natural for Osama Bin Laden to be connected to this network. He is a member of an important family in the banking and business world.
"Because of the presence of 'rogue states,' it became easy for terrorist groups to use the email of the database. Hence, the email of Al Qaida was used, with some interface system, providing secrecy, for the families of the mujaheddin to keep links with their children undergoing training in Afghanistan, or in Libya or in the Beqaa valley, Lebanon. Or in action anywhere in the battlefields where the extremists sponsored by all the 'rogue states' used to fight. And the 'rogue states' included Saudi Arabia. When Osama bin Laden was an American agent in Afghanistan, the Al Qaida Intranet was a good communication system through coded or covert messages.
Al Qaida was neither a terrorist group nor Osama bin Laden's personal property . . . The terrorist actions in Turkey in 2003 were carried out by Turks and the motives were local and not international, unified, or joint. These crimes put the Turkish government in a difficult position vis-a-vis the British and the Israelis. But the attacks certainly intended to 'punish' Prime Minister Erdogan for being a 'toot tepid' Islamic politician. "
. . . In the Third World the general opinion is that the countries using weapons of mass destruction for economic purposes in the service of imperialism are in fact 'rogue states," specially the US and other NATO countries.
"Some Islamic economic lobbies are conducting a war against the 'liberal" economic lobbies. They use local terrorist groups claiming to act on behalf of Al Qaida. On the other hand, national armies invade independent countries under the aegis of the UN Security Council and carry out pre-emptive wars. And the real sponsors of these wars are not governments but the lobbies concealed behind them.
"The truth is, there is no Islamic army or terrorist group called Al Qaida. And any informed intelligence officer knows this. But there is a propaganda campaign to make the public believe in the presence of an identified entity representing the 'devil' only in order to drive the 'TV watcher' to accept a unified international leadership for a war against terrorism. The country behind this propaganda is the US and the lobbyists for the US war on terrorism are only interested in making money." (Our emphasis, Ed.)
In yet another example of what happens to those who challenge the system, in December 2001, Maj. Pierre-Henri Bunel was convicted by a secret French military court of passing classified documents that identified potential NATO bombing targets in Serbia to a Serbian agent during the Kosovo war in 1998. Bunel's case was transferred from a civilian court to keep the details of the case classified. Bunel's character witnesses and psychologists notwithstanding, the system "got him" for telling the truth about Al Qaeda and who has actually been behind the terrorist attacks commonly blamed on that group. It is noteworthy that that Yugoslav government, the government with whom Bunel was asserted by the French government to have shared information, claimed that Albanian and Bosnian guerrillas in the Balkans were being backed by elements of "Al Qaeda." We now know that these guerrillas were being backed by money provided by the Bosnian Defense Fund, an entity established as a special fund at Bush-influenced Riggs Bank and directed by Richard Perle and Douglas Feith.
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from
Al Qaeda – The Database
Shortly before his untimely death, former British Foreign Secretary Robin Cook told the House of Commons that "Al Qaeda" is not really a terrorist group but a database of international mujaheddin and arms smugglers used by the CIA and Saudis to funnel guerrillas, arms, and money into Soviet-occupied Afghanistan. Courtesy of World Affairs, a journal based in New Delhi, WMR can bring you an important excerpt from an Apr.-Jun. 2004 article by Pierre-Henry Bunel, a former agent for French military intelligence.
by: Wayne Madsen on: 5th Dec, 05
"I first heard about Al-Qaida while I was attending the Command and Staff course in Jordan. I was a French officer at that time and the French Armed Forces had close contacts and cooperation with Jordan . . .
"Two of my Jordanian colleagues were experts in computers. They were air defense officers. Using computer science slang, they introduced a series of jokes about students' punishment.
"For example, when one of us was late at the bus stop to leave the Staff College, the two officers used to tell us: 'You'll be noted in 'Q eidat il-Maaloomaat' which meant 'You'll be logged in the information database.' Meaning 'You will receive a warning . . .' If the case was more severe, they would used to talk about 'Q eidat i-Taaleemaat.' Meaning 'the decision database.' It meant 'you will be punished.' For the worst cases they used to speak of logging in 'Al Qaida.'
"In the early 1980s the Islamic Bank for Development, which is located in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, like the Permanent Secretariat of the Islamic Conference Organization, bought a new computerized system to cope with its accounting and communication requirements. At the time the system was more sophisticated than necessary for their actual needs.
"It was decided to use a part of the system's memory to host the Islamic Conference's database. It was possible for the countries attending to access the database by telephone: an Intranet, in modern language. The governments of the member-countries as well as some of their embassies in the world were connected to that network.
"[According to a Pakistani major] the database was divided into two parts, the information file where the participants in the meetings could pick up and send information they needed, and the decision file where the decisions made during the previous sessions were recorded and stored. In Arabic, the files were called, 'Q eidat il-Maaloomaat' and 'Q eidat i-Taaleemaat.' Those two files were kept in one file called in Arabic 'Q eidat ilmu'ti'aat' which is the exact translation of the English word database. But the Arabs commonly used the short word Al Qaida which is the Arabic word for "base." The military air base of Riyadh, Saudi Arabia is called 'q eidat 'riyadh al 'askariya.' Q eida means "a base" and "Al Qaida" means "the base."
"In the mid-1980s, Al Qaida was a database located in computer and dedicated to the communications of the Islamic Conference's secretariat.
"In the early 1990s, I was a military intelligence officer in the Headquarters of the French Rapid Action Force. Because of my skills in Arabic my job was also to translate a lot of faxes and letters seized or intercepted by our intelligence services . . . We often got intercepted material sent by Islamic networks operating from the UK or from Belgium.
"These documents contained directions sent to Islamic armed groups in Algeria or in France. The messages quoted the sources of statements to be exploited in the redaction of the tracts or leaflets, or to be introduced in video or tapes to be sent to the media. The most commonly quoted sources were the United Nations, the non-aligned countries, the UNHCR and . . . Al Qaida.
"Al Qaida remained the data base of the Islamic Conference. Not all member countries of the Islamic Conference are 'rogue states' and many Islamic groups could pick up information from the databases. It was but natural for Osama Bin Laden to be connected to this network. He is a member of an important family in the banking and business world.
"Because of the presence of 'rogue states,' it became easy for terrorist groups to use the email of the database. Hence, the email of Al Qaida was used, with some interface system, providing secrecy, for the families of the mujaheddin to keep links with their children undergoing training in Afghanistan, or in Libya or in the Beqaa valley, Lebanon. Or in action anywhere in the battlefields where the extremists sponsored by all the 'rogue states' used to fight. And the 'rogue states' included Saudi Arabia. When Osama bin Laden was an American agent in Afghanistan, the Al Qaida Intranet was a good communication system through coded or covert messages.
Al Qaida was neither a terrorist group nor Osama bin Laden's personal property . . . The terrorist actions in Turkey in 2003 were carried out by Turks and the motives were local and not international, unified, or joint. These crimes put the Turkish government in a difficult position vis-a-vis the British and the Israelis. But the attacks certainly intended to 'punish' Prime Minister Erdogan for being a 'toot tepid' Islamic politician. "
. . . In the Third World the general opinion is that the countries using weapons of mass destruction for economic purposes in the service of imperialism are in fact 'rogue states," specially the US and other NATO countries.
"Some Islamic economic lobbies are conducting a war against the 'liberal" economic lobbies. They use local terrorist groups claiming to act on behalf of Al Qaida. On the other hand, national armies invade independent countries under the aegis of the UN Security Council and carry out pre-emptive wars. And the real sponsors of these wars are not governments but the lobbies concealed behind them.
"The truth is, there is no Islamic army or terrorist group called Al Qaida. And any informed intelligence officer knows this. But there is a propaganda campaign to make the public believe in the presence of an identified entity representing the 'devil' only in order to drive the 'TV watcher' to accept a unified international leadership for a war against terrorism. The country behind this propaganda is the US and the lobbyists for the US war on terrorism are only interested in making money." (Our emphasis, Ed.)
In yet another example of what happens to those who challenge the system, in December 2001, Maj. Pierre-Henri Bunel was convicted by a secret French military court of passing classified documents that identified potential NATO bombing targets in Serbia to a Serbian agent during the Kosovo war in 1998. Bunel's case was transferred from a civilian court to keep the details of the case classified. Bunel's character witnesses and psychologists notwithstanding, the system "got him" for telling the truth about Al Qaeda and who has actually been behind the terrorist attacks commonly blamed on that group. It is noteworthy that that Yugoslav government, the government with whom Bunel was asserted by the French government to have shared information, claimed that Albanian and Bosnian guerrillas in the Balkans were being backed by elements of "Al Qaeda." We now know that these guerrillas were being backed by money provided by the Bosnian Defense Fund, an entity established as a special fund at Bush-influenced Riggs Bank and directed by Richard Perle and Douglas Feith.
source: The Truth Seeker
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Sunday, January 07, 2007
The New Year
Its the 2007 the year of the boar according to the Chinese. "A person born this year is likely to be a good parent. He may be easy to anger, but he is intelligent, honest, courageous, completes projects, gallant, and sincere. People born in these years are honest and straightforward. They can be relied on to see things through. They tend to be popular and make lasting friendship and are good neighbors."
Last year was not that good apart from the different experiences I went through - mostly bad. This year I look forward to going out more often and try to get myself off the bottom of the pit. As I was talking about Outreach; David was very enthusiastic to start with, telling me that he can get me Salvation Army hostel very soon and how he was going to take my worldly goods to the place etc. But that was that. Now he keeps on saying may be next week etc. 'May be....' is not a very nice statement. Hopefully I will get a house this year.
Did you know that, in April 2003, at the height of Ieaq War The Church of Nativity on Bethlehem - remember the birth place of Christ - decided to ban George Bush and Tony Blair from the Birth place of Christ.
The Church noted:
"They are war criminals and murderers of children. Therefore the Church of Nativity decided to ban them access into the holy shrine for ever,"
"Their entry into the church will tarnish it as [Bush's] hands are covered in the blood of the innocent,”
There are some sane people on this Earth init?
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Last year was not that good apart from the different experiences I went through - mostly bad. This year I look forward to going out more often and try to get myself off the bottom of the pit. As I was talking about Outreach; David was very enthusiastic to start with, telling me that he can get me Salvation Army hostel very soon and how he was going to take my worldly goods to the place etc. But that was that. Now he keeps on saying may be next week etc. 'May be....' is not a very nice statement. Hopefully I will get a house this year.
Did you know that, in April 2003, at the height of Ieaq War The Church of Nativity on Bethlehem - remember the birth place of Christ - decided to ban George Bush and Tony Blair from the Birth place of Christ.
The Church noted:
"They are war criminals and murderers of children. Therefore the Church of Nativity decided to ban them access into the holy shrine for ever,"
"Their entry into the church will tarnish it as [Bush's] hands are covered in the blood of the innocent,”
There are some sane people on this Earth init?
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Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Depression
With all these bad things happening around me I started getting depressed. How do I know? Well I hate going out now. I do not have a good laugh with my friends. Even going to the shops is a bloody pain. So I went to my gp and consulted him. He gave me some tablets to take every day at a certain time. Time table is hard work for me but the worst thing was in the leaflet instructions in big letters "DO NOT TAKE THESE IF YOU FEEL SUICIDAL". Likes it! I am already feeling so low about myself what am I going to do after taking the bloody stuff init? Anyway I took one and sat and watched tv. After about half hour I started seeing tunnel vision and felt faint. So lied down and after another hour or so felt good enpigh to walk to the garage and sleep. Stopped taking them and phoned the gp. He prescribed another type of anti-depressant. Took one in the afternoon and by evening I was itchy and scrachy. Man it was like a rash, in my wrists, under the chin, on the chest. Then I started a bit googling and found out that most of this kind of drugs have loads of side effects, which are not very nice; eg. increased heart rate, drowsiness, dry mouth, constipation, urinary retention, blurred vision, dizziness, confusion, and sexual dysfunction. This is what Wikipedia says:
" Clinical depression (also called major depressive disorder, or sometimes unipolar when compared with bipolar disorder) is a state of intense sadness, melancholia or despair that has advanced to the point of being disruptive to an individual's social functioning and/or activities of daily living. Although a low mood or state of dejection that does not affect functioning is often colloquially referred to as depression, clinical depression is a clinical diagnosis and may be different from the everyday meaning of "being depressed". Many people identify the feeling of being depressed as "being blue", "feeling sad for no reason", or "having no motivation to do anything". One suffering from depression may feel tired, sad, irritable, lazy, unmotivated, and apathetic. Clinical depression is generally acknowledged to be more serious than normal depressed feelings. It often leads to constant negative thinking and often substance abuse."
Further research took me to this website called "Depression Understand it, Treat it, Beat it" Its alright and gave me an insight into why I am suffering from it. So I decided to give my GP the boot on this occasion.
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" Clinical depression (also called major depressive disorder, or sometimes unipolar when compared with bipolar disorder) is a state of intense sadness, melancholia or despair that has advanced to the point of being disruptive to an individual's social functioning and/or activities of daily living. Although a low mood or state of dejection that does not affect functioning is often colloquially referred to as depression, clinical depression is a clinical diagnosis and may be different from the everyday meaning of "being depressed". Many people identify the feeling of being depressed as "being blue", "feeling sad for no reason", or "having no motivation to do anything". One suffering from depression may feel tired, sad, irritable, lazy, unmotivated, and apathetic. Clinical depression is generally acknowledged to be more serious than normal depressed feelings. It often leads to constant negative thinking and often substance abuse."
Further research took me to this website called "Depression Understand it, Treat it, Beat it" Its alright and gave me an insight into why I am suffering from it. So I decided to give my GP the boot on this occasion.
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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Very far away place called home
Isn't it wicked to blog like this; but when I read other's blogs I feel I am going backwards and all. Well you read todays blog and then you have to back........Just kidding. I have been trying to explain to a friend of mine to understand life's trivia like er..., past which was present, present which is now and the future which is going to be. When you split it up like that, it is very simple init? But try to analyse and present it to another person like this :
*I exist
*I am male
*if I marry a girl
Same day
*if my father marries her daughter
*if I and my wife have a child
*if my father and his wife have a child
After ten years
Well my friend said, "Good but if all the ifs cancel out you can find a solution?"
But I don't have a problem it is the rest of them who have a problem init?
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*I exist
*I am male
*if I marry a girl
Same day
*if my father marries her daughter
*if I and my wife have a child
*if my father and his wife have a child
After ten years
Well my friend said, "Good but if all the ifs cancel out you can find a solution?"
But I don't have a problem it is the rest of them who have a problem init?
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Thursday, December 07, 2006
Outreach is outofreach
This is the way things work for me. Remember last blog I was in high spirit thinking that I will be sorted by at least next week. But Monday came and went no David, my man at Outreach. Phoned the place up got the answer phone. Talked to the machine about my frustration. Wednesday came and went and I phoned on Thursday. I got a female voice who advised me that David has been off ill. Damn. He is off this week as well.
Have you heard about Global Dimming? This is a BBC program about climate change. I remember back in late 70's there was a boffins argument that the Antarctica is getting too fat. More and more water is getting frozen on top of the glacier we already have. So they were theorizing that that if the ice cap get more ice the bottom of the world will get too heavy and that can create a Doppler effect and the spin of the earth will go astray. Then few years later they started shouting about the ozone layer depletion which they knew in 1950's at least. Weird.
Have you heard about Global Dimming? This is a BBC program about climate change. I remember back in late 70's there was a boffins argument that the Antarctica is getting too fat. More and more water is getting frozen on top of the glacier we already have. So they were theorizing that that if the ice cap get more ice the bottom of the world will get too heavy and that can create a Doppler effect and the spin of the earth will go astray. Then few years later they started shouting about the ozone layer depletion which they knew in 1950's at least. Weird.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
In Search of Happiness?
One of the harder days for me. Yesterday I managed to get a Council place called Outreach, interested in me. I have been trying to get into a B/B through the HUB a place where homeless people can go and get help. It used to be, a drop in place, when they started. But they were so inundated with homeless people they stopped that malarky. Now you have to get up at the top of the morning and be there around 9 AM to get a place in the queue. Few people like about 5 or 6 gets appoinments, others have to come back another day. I have been there twice last year before I got an appoinment. This time as I am not very well to go there in the morning and spend my already reduced confidence on something which will not work in my favour; I phoned the HUB. And I think the staff there in the HUB is not that bad. So when I phoned them the last week this woman told me to try Outreach. A guy called Dave wanted to help me. So I had the appoinment at 11 AM. Dave was supposed to pick me up at 10.30 and away we go. But he was late and we ended up arranging for 2 PM to be there in the HUB.
Now HUB is a front end of the BCC which has got Government educated, funded and controlled staff. They have been audited by the Home Office for too much spending. They used to house around 80 people in a week in B/Bs, Hostels and church funded various places. But the audits said that is too much and make it 30 in a week. So I can see my chances of getting into a B/B is out. But I went ahead with the idea of Dave, that we have to go through that channel to see, by a smallest chance we get a place. So I got picked up by Dave and we went to the HUB. We had a chat before walked in. He explained all the trouble they go through manning the Outreach. The types of people who come there and about the druggies and alcoholics etc. And I am not any of them. Because the society cares about them more than people like me who are still trying to make something out of our lives with all the handicaps, we have to think about how to sort this out.
I remember back in 1989 I came out of the prison (for possession of controlled drugs) I didn't have a place to go. So I booked into a B/B in Hampton Road in Clifton. The Government paid £ 55 per week to the landlord. We get breakfast in the morning if we turned up before 9 AM. Cruel init. But after a week or so the landlord agreed to keep my breakfast for me on the side. And I can nuke it in the microwave to eat later. Sometimes there use to have as much as 3 days old meals waiting for me. It was a good breakfast. Couple of eggs, bacon slices and sausages, and tomatoes or baked beans with buttered toast. And mind that was prepared for us. Last year when I spent a stint in B/B it was so different. Restrictions galore. It is like a prison without the look of a prison. You have a curfew at 11 PM. No visitors. There is no landlord as such. There is a screw. He or she demands your perfect behaviour. The screw can come into your room any time. Once this guy opened my door without any knocking; and I went ballistic. After a while the screws thawed a bit towards me and I learnt the code for the front door and without trouble I could smoke in the room. And breakfast is not prepared. What you get is tea bags, milk and sugar. Coffee is there but it is the instant type. A crate of eggs and 2 types of cereals. And the BCC pays the company who runs the place £ 48 a day. £ 336 a week. That is 610% increase. And the treatment of the tenants/inmates have got worse. The humanity of the B/B has died, with the New Labour who is supposed to look after people who are vulnerable.
All right think about this. You go to the grocery shop and you ask in English " Could I have 50 gms of Fromage frais please?". And the question is what do French people call it in French language?
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Now HUB is a front end of the BCC which has got Government educated, funded and controlled staff. They have been audited by the Home Office for too much spending. They used to house around 80 people in a week in B/Bs, Hostels and church funded various places. But the audits said that is too much and make it 30 in a week. So I can see my chances of getting into a B/B is out. But I went ahead with the idea of Dave, that we have to go through that channel to see, by a smallest chance we get a place. So I got picked up by Dave and we went to the HUB. We had a chat before walked in. He explained all the trouble they go through manning the Outreach. The types of people who come there and about the druggies and alcoholics etc. And I am not any of them. Because the society cares about them more than people like me who are still trying to make something out of our lives with all the handicaps, we have to think about how to sort this out.
I remember back in 1989 I came out of the prison (for possession of controlled drugs) I didn't have a place to go. So I booked into a B/B in Hampton Road in Clifton. The Government paid £ 55 per week to the landlord. We get breakfast in the morning if we turned up before 9 AM. Cruel init. But after a week or so the landlord agreed to keep my breakfast for me on the side. And I can nuke it in the microwave to eat later. Sometimes there use to have as much as 3 days old meals waiting for me. It was a good breakfast. Couple of eggs, bacon slices and sausages, and tomatoes or baked beans with buttered toast. And mind that was prepared for us. Last year when I spent a stint in B/B it was so different. Restrictions galore. It is like a prison without the look of a prison. You have a curfew at 11 PM. No visitors. There is no landlord as such. There is a screw. He or she demands your perfect behaviour. The screw can come into your room any time. Once this guy opened my door without any knocking; and I went ballistic. After a while the screws thawed a bit towards me and I learnt the code for the front door and without trouble I could smoke in the room. And breakfast is not prepared. What you get is tea bags, milk and sugar. Coffee is there but it is the instant type. A crate of eggs and 2 types of cereals. And the BCC pays the company who runs the place £ 48 a day. £ 336 a week. That is 610% increase. And the treatment of the tenants/inmates have got worse. The humanity of the B/B has died, with the New Labour who is supposed to look after people who are vulnerable.
All right think about this. You go to the grocery shop and you ask in English " Could I have 50 gms of Fromage frais please?". And the question is what do French people call it in French language?
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Tuesday, November 21, 2006
I am losing it
The pressure is on. I cannot have a drink without losing my thinking. Yesterday a good friend John came to Bristol after an absence of about 2 years. He used to live in Royate Hill. Then all of a sudden he decided to sell his property and move to North Wales. That was a very sad to see my man leave Bristol. Then he eventually settled down in Cornwall with his missus. And it was very nice for him to call around and the meeting, at midday, was emotional. So we had a fair amount of alcohol after he stashed his car near his bro's. I was quite drunk when I got to Dan's place, around 6 pm, where I spend most of the time. I thought I was it. I did not realise how stupid my thinking has gone to. I read an email from the Easton Community group and misunderstood it in a very funny way. Then I thought I will write a reply to it. Man or man I am so embarrassed when I saw the post this afternoon I nearly passed out. Well what can I do? Nothing as I believe what ever I done in the past was the right thing at the right time so that I am right here. Yeah sure it is very easy think logically all this shit but to apply it on the occasion without even realising it; is the aim.
I was very good I think in making friends. I came to Bristol without knowing any one but within a couple of years I knew hundreds of the locals by their first names. After a few months of living here and there I moved into the Block back in 1981. It was a row of houses on St Michael's Park. We called it The Block. No 16 was a total punk house. Next door 17 was kind of mixed teenage house. No 18 was a another mixed house. Then the 19 was where I lived. It used to be a punk house but when I moved in most of the punks have left. No 20 is kind of straight and pretty house. This is the time of the Bristol Wild bunch time. Dug Out was the place to be.
The shop was making a lot of money and the bank manager was very happy. And the life was so great I refused a great job in London as an Estate agent. The locals enjoyed me and I got invited to a lot of parties. There was a regular woman in her late 20s who used to come into the shop with her son who was very polite. But he use to ask for chocolates every day after school. When she does not buy he wouldn't throw a fit. But he will go out with a puckered lip. So one day I told him I was as light skinned as himself when I was a kid; and ate a lot of chocolates and that is why I am dark skinned now. He stopped having a puckered lips after that.
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I was very good I think in making friends. I came to Bristol without knowing any one but within a couple of years I knew hundreds of the locals by their first names. After a few months of living here and there I moved into the Block back in 1981. It was a row of houses on St Michael's Park. We called it The Block. No 16 was a total punk house. Next door 17 was kind of mixed teenage house. No 18 was a another mixed house. Then the 19 was where I lived. It used to be a punk house but when I moved in most of the punks have left. No 20 is kind of straight and pretty house. This is the time of the Bristol Wild bunch time. Dug Out was the place to be.
The shop was making a lot of money and the bank manager was very happy. And the life was so great I refused a great job in London as an Estate agent. The locals enjoyed me and I got invited to a lot of parties. There was a regular woman in her late 20s who used to come into the shop with her son who was very polite. But he use to ask for chocolates every day after school. When she does not buy he wouldn't throw a fit. But he will go out with a puckered lip. So one day I told him I was as light skinned as himself when I was a kid; and ate a lot of chocolates and that is why I am dark skinned now. He stopped having a puckered lips after that.
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Thursday, November 02, 2006
Being Homeless and a bit of the past
This is very easy to write here after all these months or is it years. I know there are some people who visit this blog. So very soon I am going to put a comments spot on this.
I am home less. Yes no home no gas bills no electric bills no place to clean no rubbish bins to put out on every other Monday. Gosh it is getting complicated and all. We had a black box to put the recycling stuff and a big black bin to put rest of the rubbish in. Very neat and very easy. Now a household has a black box to put the cans and bottles and paper in. Then there are two brown boxes to put the cooked and uncooked food left-overs in. No plastic bags in them please. Nice neat very easy. But the complication comes when they say put the black bins out every other Monday. And the others every Monday. It does not look complicated to the ordinary, but when you live in a house every Sunday is not the same and every other Sunday is not the same. So sometimes if you forget to put the big black bin out you are fucked. Why? Because you have two weeks before it gets unloaded. And if you have too much like a bit of a black bag protruding they refuse to empty it. There you now got six weeks of rubbish. Yeah well get rid of them in the neighbor's init? Well thank you very much I do not have that problem now ha ha!
Living homeless is an art. I have done it many times. In 80' I was a partner in a grocery shop. No kidding. This Indian kiddie I knew in London bought a shop in Bristol in 1979 and he did not have a clue about groceries. He is good at money which I am not. But I understand the punters and how they behave. So he invited me to become a partner in the business. I hate documents, agreement signed etc. So on his word I started to give him a hand.
The place was the Spar shop in Abbotsford Road. It was a shed with a slanting flat roof and a smaller shed at the back for the store room and staff room. The toilet was an outhouse for toilet and storage. The shop opened on weekdays at eight in the morning and close at six in the evening with a lunch break at one to two. Half days on Wednesday and Saturdays nine to five with one to two lunch break. It was the good old days over in Cotham Hill. All the shops had the same hours. Spar shop was taking about £600 a week. I could not think how they made money out of the place. There were two part time staff. One woman around forty to fifty and a young teenager. The old lady could not handle my mate,Jef. His real name is Indrasingh Jethwa. But we anglacized his name to Jef. Any how she quit. And the teenager lasted another month and left. Now me and Jef to do the hours in the shop and get the cash and carry sorted. Then again there is a matter of vegetables, fresh every day. That means our day started at about 5 AM and go to the whole sale vege place in Brislington. Get the days fresh vege and down we go back to the shop. Down a cup of tea. Set up the shop. Then Jef goes away to the cash and carry place in Avonmouth. I won't see him for the next 5 hours or so.
We set up a new time table. We open the shop at 9 AM and close at 10 PM. No bloody lunch breaks and no more Wednesday half days and Saturday different times. We are open every day except Christmas day, 9 to 10. Killing hours but it is easy for the punters to remember init?
That is how I came to be living in Bristol. It is a cool city. Compared to other places I been it is friendly. I remember one night about 8; I decided to go out and asked one of the customers to direct me to a good pub. This guy took me to Highbury Vaults. It used to be run by a guy called Pony tail Paul and his girl frien Dot. Nice juke box and the people were friendly. At 10.30 - remember the closing time - I started guzzlying my pint of Guinness and my mate told me not to worry about it. Then Paul came behind the bar and asked me how many bottles. I said 4 without even knowing what the hell is about. After about half hour when most of the people has gone we were taken upstatirs to the living space. The party on.
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I am home less. Yes no home no gas bills no electric bills no place to clean no rubbish bins to put out on every other Monday. Gosh it is getting complicated and all. We had a black box to put the recycling stuff and a big black bin to put rest of the rubbish in. Very neat and very easy. Now a household has a black box to put the cans and bottles and paper in. Then there are two brown boxes to put the cooked and uncooked food left-overs in. No plastic bags in them please. Nice neat very easy. But the complication comes when they say put the black bins out every other Monday. And the others every Monday. It does not look complicated to the ordinary, but when you live in a house every Sunday is not the same and every other Sunday is not the same. So sometimes if you forget to put the big black bin out you are fucked. Why? Because you have two weeks before it gets unloaded. And if you have too much like a bit of a black bag protruding they refuse to empty it. There you now got six weeks of rubbish. Yeah well get rid of them in the neighbor's init? Well thank you very much I do not have that problem now ha ha!
Living homeless is an art. I have done it many times. In 80' I was a partner in a grocery shop. No kidding. This Indian kiddie I knew in London bought a shop in Bristol in 1979 and he did not have a clue about groceries. He is good at money which I am not. But I understand the punters and how they behave. So he invited me to become a partner in the business. I hate documents, agreement signed etc. So on his word I started to give him a hand.
The place was the Spar shop in Abbotsford Road. It was a shed with a slanting flat roof and a smaller shed at the back for the store room and staff room. The toilet was an outhouse for toilet and storage. The shop opened on weekdays at eight in the morning and close at six in the evening with a lunch break at one to two. Half days on Wednesday and Saturdays nine to five with one to two lunch break. It was the good old days over in Cotham Hill. All the shops had the same hours. Spar shop was taking about £600 a week. I could not think how they made money out of the place. There were two part time staff. One woman around forty to fifty and a young teenager. The old lady could not handle my mate,Jef. His real name is Indrasingh Jethwa. But we anglacized his name to Jef. Any how she quit. And the teenager lasted another month and left. Now me and Jef to do the hours in the shop and get the cash and carry sorted. Then again there is a matter of vegetables, fresh every day. That means our day started at about 5 AM and go to the whole sale vege place in Brislington. Get the days fresh vege and down we go back to the shop. Down a cup of tea. Set up the shop. Then Jef goes away to the cash and carry place in Avonmouth. I won't see him for the next 5 hours or so.
We set up a new time table. We open the shop at 9 AM and close at 10 PM. No bloody lunch breaks and no more Wednesday half days and Saturday different times. We are open every day except Christmas day, 9 to 10. Killing hours but it is easy for the punters to remember init?
That is how I came to be living in Bristol. It is a cool city. Compared to other places I been it is friendly. I remember one night about 8; I decided to go out and asked one of the customers to direct me to a good pub. This guy took me to Highbury Vaults. It used to be run by a guy called Pony tail Paul and his girl frien Dot. Nice juke box and the people were friendly. At 10.30 - remember the closing time - I started guzzlying my pint of Guinness and my mate told me not to worry about it. Then Paul came behind the bar and asked me how many bottles. I said 4 without even knowing what the hell is about. After about half hour when most of the people has gone we were taken upstatirs to the living space. The party on.
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Saturday, August 13, 2005
Evolution
I read this article about evolution and it's updates on Darwin's theory from the "World Sciencs" Website. It is a fine research work. To go to the exact article PRESS.
It goes very close to my own philosophy. Simply I and Amoeba, have no differences at all. I learn things my way, Amoeba learn things Amoeba way. Only different is I am multi cellular and the Amoeba has only one cell; I am talking to you and Amoeba talk is not understood by us only interpreted. I have them living on my body.
Most of the time people make it very complicated as they think and prove that the animals do not think. That animals have no intelligence. But how do these people know huh?
Same article says:
.......A second proposed solution also assigns a role to learning, and has also gained currency in recent years. This idea claims that creatures learn to recognize and prefer mating partners more like them. This might prevent random mating that would otherwise mix up gene pools and stop speciation. Some experimental evidence backing the notion has been published.......
What it forgets is whether a ordinary human will have sex with a babboon to have babies or not? Some of us will be guilty of this situation? But we know that it is significantly small. How do they know all these is a problem I had even when I was a kid. I imagined laboratories in a small scale where these animals have access to the prior knowledge and they can experiment on lessor creatures. But that idea become a fantacy as I grew up.
Mre about it here
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It goes very close to my own philosophy. Simply I and Amoeba, have no differences at all. I learn things my way, Amoeba learn things Amoeba way. Only different is I am multi cellular and the Amoeba has only one cell; I am talking to you and Amoeba talk is not understood by us only interpreted. I have them living on my body.
Most of the time people make it very complicated as they think and prove that the animals do not think. That animals have no intelligence. But how do these people know huh?
Same article says:
.......A second proposed solution also assigns a role to learning, and has also gained currency in recent years. This idea claims that creatures learn to recognize and prefer mating partners more like them. This might prevent random mating that would otherwise mix up gene pools and stop speciation. Some experimental evidence backing the notion has been published.......
What it forgets is whether a ordinary human will have sex with a babboon to have babies or not? Some of us will be guilty of this situation? But we know that it is significantly small. How do they know all these is a problem I had even when I was a kid. I imagined laboratories in a small scale where these animals have access to the prior knowledge and they can experiment on lessor creatures. But that idea become a fantacy as I grew up.
Mre about it here
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Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Storm is it?
This evening ….. about 22.00Hrs…….the storm hit us in Bloy Street Easton. I was sitting around with some friends getting stoned and drinking a bit of foreign alcohol….. you know the cheap-like. There was a kind of heavy showers predicted by the Weather Reports in the afternoon; I thought nothing about it until it was on us. And this one looked good. I went out after the second lightening which felt quiet and the rumble came after like an after thought. Boy I felt good with the very heavy clouds in the sky, thick and big rain drops pelting down; and as I went up the hill I saw the clouds are getting thicker. The lightening struck somewhere and it was like just a feeling and then I saw the light; then the distant rumble angry tones in them. I reached the top of the Devon Road hump bridge and I could still see the lights in the M32 area. Within a minute or less all the lights were covered by the cloud. Oh I wished I was up in the High Kingsdown area watching this area…… Then it came; deluge of water like a curtain. Man I was in….. hmmmmm it is not some thing I ever felt before. I cannot logically explain about it. Then the lightening; it was like two flashes in two different places in that cloud. And a low rumble which comes afterwards. Air was electric without the normal electric feeling you feel before thunderstorms; maybe due to the big drops of water which feels like a sheet of water but the sheet is very thick. You could see only a few feet. By this time I was on top of the bridge; I turned back towards Bloy street side and the hood of my coat came off, and I got hit by the wind and rain. I was soaked to the skin and the shoes were belching water. I felt panic and some strange feeling came over me. I started walking fast down the hump towards Bloy street and then realised that feeling was fear of death. I was quite sure that I was not afraid of dieing; now what?
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Tuesday, June 14, 2005
There is one law
My law. Which says this is the way I understand and this is the way I should of be. Well this is good as I have an understanding about it. But what about when I do not know what it is?
Everything I persieve will be analysed by my logic and understood by me the way I want to understand. The whole universe around me is an illusion deducted by my own logic. What is the real universe? Do I really need to know the real one to live in it? Is the my universe different from yours? Is that what in simple terms means by 'parallel universes'?
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Everything I persieve will be analysed by my logic and understood by me the way I want to understand. The whole universe around me is an illusion deducted by my own logic. What is the real universe? Do I really need to know the real one to live in it? Is the my universe different from yours? Is that what in simple terms means by 'parallel universes'?
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Thursday, April 21, 2005
Why do people bank their money?
At the moment in life you have to have a bank account; otherwise you will have a problem...... of er..... well mostly living I supppose. I have been talking to a mate of mine who will not have a bank account. He has a Mortgage account er..... endowment policy like. That is it man. He pays his bills by cash and he has his house and he lives. My mate says he has to pay 5 quid more a month for his rent for the garage he rents, because he pays by cash. Is it right or is it on. Now why should some one pay more money because he is settling the accoumt with cash and not through bank. Now who are these people who got shares in the banking world I wonder. And I wonder more when I think...... forget it!
Do you know that Mr Major is working for the Halibarton or some big company now. Wonder whether he had any interests in that quarter during the time he was a prime minister init? Well we the people will find out when we are dead.
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Do you know that Mr Major is working for the Halibarton or some big company now. Wonder whether he had any interests in that quarter during the time he was a prime minister init? Well we the people will find out when we are dead.
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Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Intelligent bacteria?
The bacteria are the smallest living creature in this world. They do the same things humans do with the setup they have. They use chemicle signal system to know about things, like sex of another, and do things as 'aving it. So they are intelligent in their own way. Eg. "the deadly Pseudomonas aeruginosa can make a living by infecting a wide variety of animal and plant tissues, each of which is a very different type of environment in which to live and find sustenance."
Cooperation and altruism
These guys group together to make a colony and move about seeking food sources. And if a virus attacks them some of them commit suicide to save others.
Mousetraps, learning and language
Boffins say just like the game of Mousetrap where a chain reaction occurs to perform a certain task, the bacteria uses the system in search of food. If a food particle brushes against the cell, then a molecular chain reaction occurs to perform the task of enveloping the food particle to digest it. It is just like me smelling a kebab and going down the road seeking the smell with a mitfull of money init?
Single bacterium has different chemicle reactions like that for various purposes. These systems can be replicated by the bacterium if needed. So if there is a lack of nutrients bacterium can activate a system to make the nutrient attract towords him. And the system is replicated to have more c0pies of itself. How do they know how to do that. That is learning just like me.
When they are starving they send stress signals to eachother and form a harder exterior wall to survive the food shortage and come out later alive. They can absorb information from outside, analyse it, signal each other about it and vote on it and then individuals take action about it.
The bofins are trying to copy this system into a neural network in computers. Simply system works like this. Say there is a picure of a human being given to the puter. Ask the qestion whether it is a male or female. Now the whole photo is digitised into a big number. this number is fed into the front line of cells in the neural net, such that each cell gets a digit of the number. These cells are programed to do a function like add or substract then pass the whole or part of the result to the next level of cells. The numbers go thrugh the system and finally come out to the output cells with the answer female as 1 and/or male as 0. At first the answers are random but the system can learn with the programmer adjusting the system and the system itself learning.
The above system and bacterium system are not exactly right. There are four main factors which govern these processes.
1) In a bacterium all thses processes work parallely to one another where as in a computer they are done serially. So we need lots of sub-computers to work together.
2) All these processes have to be logically analysed and the result sent to the individual cells. Computer and bacterium seems to be able to do it.
3) These processes in bacterium are increased in strength by making multiple copies of itself on the run.
4) Crosstalk is a must in bacteria as the different processes not linked to eachother can talk to eachother as the processes are performed. This is called the associate memory. Like me in Sally Army 7.45 AM and I feel hungry and drooling as breakfast opens at 8.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
Cooperation and altruism
These guys group together to make a colony and move about seeking food sources. And if a virus attacks them some of them commit suicide to save others.
Mousetraps, learning and language
Boffins say just like the game of Mousetrap where a chain reaction occurs to perform a certain task, the bacteria uses the system in search of food. If a food particle brushes against the cell, then a molecular chain reaction occurs to perform the task of enveloping the food particle to digest it. It is just like me smelling a kebab and going down the road seeking the smell with a mitfull of money init?
Single bacterium has different chemicle reactions like that for various purposes. These systems can be replicated by the bacterium if needed. So if there is a lack of nutrients bacterium can activate a system to make the nutrient attract towords him. And the system is replicated to have more c0pies of itself. How do they know how to do that. That is learning just like me.
When they are starving they send stress signals to eachother and form a harder exterior wall to survive the food shortage and come out later alive. They can absorb information from outside, analyse it, signal each other about it and vote on it and then individuals take action about it.
The bofins are trying to copy this system into a neural network in computers. Simply system works like this. Say there is a picure of a human being given to the puter. Ask the qestion whether it is a male or female. Now the whole photo is digitised into a big number. this number is fed into the front line of cells in the neural net, such that each cell gets a digit of the number. These cells are programed to do a function like add or substract then pass the whole or part of the result to the next level of cells. The numbers go thrugh the system and finally come out to the output cells with the answer female as 1 and/or male as 0. At first the answers are random but the system can learn with the programmer adjusting the system and the system itself learning.
The above system and bacterium system are not exactly right. There are four main factors which govern these processes.
1) In a bacterium all thses processes work parallely to one another where as in a computer they are done serially. So we need lots of sub-computers to work together.
2) All these processes have to be logically analysed and the result sent to the individual cells. Computer and bacterium seems to be able to do it.
3) These processes in bacterium are increased in strength by making multiple copies of itself on the run.
4) Crosstalk is a must in bacteria as the different processes not linked to eachother can talk to eachother as the processes are performed. This is called the associate memory. Like me in Sally Army 7.45 AM and I feel hungry and drooling as breakfast opens at 8.
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Saturday, March 12, 2005
Uni World
Uni World
I have been away for a while. Alien abduction. No I went to my own land for a bit. I got hassled by the Bristol DWP to prove that I am what I am. So I thought I will go away for a bit. Scared you know. Then a "relative" of mine said that I should go to a place he knows but he says if I tell you guys where it is I will be in trouble. So let us keep the peace with him and you and say no more
It is very difficult to be a money launderer and just to think you are born bred and buttered to be a money launderer. And your father mother and your whole ancestry has been money laundering for a living. Ok say you go to work, get some doss and then pay for what ever you want to be able to live. You need the money to live otherwise you go hungry and starve like in the “poor” countries and die. Only the fit survive. Only the moneyed survive. Did you see the Tsunami? There were people who already knew that they are not supposed to be in certain areas. Like the September 11th plain hijacking; there were people in North America that they were not supposed to travel by air on that day. So it is the money, which keep people bubbling. Have you been to parties where there is no food no booze no drugs? Party dies young. People feel tired and go to bed. So it is more important to have money. I have been without it for a few months now. It is not bad really. I am not paying any gas electrics and rent at the moment as those accounts are frozen as I am bankrupt. Few of my friends contribute a little bit here little bit there and I get through.
This place I went is cool. There is no government as such but everything gets done you see. It is a big place bigger than our world. Yeah there are few countries but they are different. Because which ever country you go it does not matter what money you have. Everyone works. There are no one who is not employed. There are no invalids. There are no mentally handicapped. And there weren’t any physically fucked up people either. No man it is no heaven. It is just they are not known by those terms. They are all people well different. Good for different jobs. But equally useful I say. A blind man is been looked after by a half-a-blind man. Can you see the logic? No one is unemployed. They do not understand the logic we live. They say how can some people have lots of jobs and others cannot get any. Then they say what is more important getting the rubbish cleared or piloting a plane? Took me a while to see the simplicity.
The kids up to the age of 14 are looked after, educated and get the best in care. Then after 14 years of age everyone works. Different people are good at doing different jobs. So everyone has a job to do. It is not that important that the job has to be done at a specific time. It is just that if it has to be done it will be done. For me it was difficult to get the hang of it really. But then again I live here in Bristol and went there for a break.
There are no laws as such but there are ways of life, which, you rather not break; because it can cause hurt for you and others. They retire around 40 years of age. After that they become just advisors and teachers. After childhood this is the best time in your life. You can do anything. You get more money than when you were working. And you can go anywhere you like. Well I started thinking; you see; everyone from 14 to 40 years of age work. That is the best productive time in your life. There are military no police no heavies. So there are no wastage of brawn and brain. Yeah in our world all the countries have military. Who are they I mean the military. They are the best brawn and brains of the country. And they are wasted in wars.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@yahoo.co.uk
I have been away for a while. Alien abduction. No I went to my own land for a bit. I got hassled by the Bristol DWP to prove that I am what I am. So I thought I will go away for a bit. Scared you know. Then a "relative" of mine said that I should go to a place he knows but he says if I tell you guys where it is I will be in trouble. So let us keep the peace with him and you and say no more
It is very difficult to be a money launderer and just to think you are born bred and buttered to be a money launderer. And your father mother and your whole ancestry has been money laundering for a living. Ok say you go to work, get some doss and then pay for what ever you want to be able to live. You need the money to live otherwise you go hungry and starve like in the “poor” countries and die. Only the fit survive. Only the moneyed survive. Did you see the Tsunami? There were people who already knew that they are not supposed to be in certain areas. Like the September 11th plain hijacking; there were people in North America that they were not supposed to travel by air on that day. So it is the money, which keep people bubbling. Have you been to parties where there is no food no booze no drugs? Party dies young. People feel tired and go to bed. So it is more important to have money. I have been without it for a few months now. It is not bad really. I am not paying any gas electrics and rent at the moment as those accounts are frozen as I am bankrupt. Few of my friends contribute a little bit here little bit there and I get through.
This place I went is cool. There is no government as such but everything gets done you see. It is a big place bigger than our world. Yeah there are few countries but they are different. Because which ever country you go it does not matter what money you have. Everyone works. There are no one who is not employed. There are no invalids. There are no mentally handicapped. And there weren’t any physically fucked up people either. No man it is no heaven. It is just they are not known by those terms. They are all people well different. Good for different jobs. But equally useful I say. A blind man is been looked after by a half-a-blind man. Can you see the logic? No one is unemployed. They do not understand the logic we live. They say how can some people have lots of jobs and others cannot get any. Then they say what is more important getting the rubbish cleared or piloting a plane? Took me a while to see the simplicity.
The kids up to the age of 14 are looked after, educated and get the best in care. Then after 14 years of age everyone works. Different people are good at doing different jobs. So everyone has a job to do. It is not that important that the job has to be done at a specific time. It is just that if it has to be done it will be done. For me it was difficult to get the hang of it really. But then again I live here in Bristol and went there for a break.
There are no laws as such but there are ways of life, which, you rather not break; because it can cause hurt for you and others. They retire around 40 years of age. After that they become just advisors and teachers. After childhood this is the best time in your life. You can do anything. You get more money than when you were working. And you can go anywhere you like. Well I started thinking; you see; everyone from 14 to 40 years of age work. That is the best productive time in your life. There are military no police no heavies. So there are no wastage of brawn and brain. Yeah in our world all the countries have military. Who are they I mean the military. They are the best brawn and brains of the country. And they are wasted in wars.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@yahoo.co.uk
Thursday, November 04, 2004
The Day I went Apple Picking
I went apple picking. Well ..... at least I went and others picked. It was a drizzly morning with a promise of better weather later. So we got picked up about 10 am and driven to this orchard. There were 4 of us in the back of the van and three in the front. Well I have seen the same scene in the TV when they take fun on the ethnic sweatshop transport system. No it is different in this situation, as we knew each other ha ha hee hee. Got to this orchard and stopped on the grass curb and we 'ad to cl.i..i...i....i.....i......mb over the fence. Mmmmmmmmm.
Away we went and 'ad a cup of tea with muffins. Then Greg and Sharon went around shaking trees with this big pole with a hook at the end of it (Got some photos). If I 'ad my way - yep I would of stayed at 'ome init- I would of put a sheet or something underneath to catch the apples and then pick the rest. But it is not done like that here. You have a bucket and squat down and pick. It is fast and furious to start with and slows down later. I like picking with both hands. It is bloody backbreaking work mate. I ‘ad better things to do than that. So I took some more photos. I went around looking and observing.
You see this orchard is quite big, say, about 18 acres I think. I got thinking who is this person who is looking after this orchard? Asked questions to find out that he is not rich. The whole orchard with the machinery – tractor, apple harvester which works only on the flat areas, a little motorised 4 wheeler cart- is for sale for £ 150,000. And an Imperial Ton of Apples on the trees will give the farmer about a 100 quid. If the price is wrong email me?
Their record harvest is over 150 ton. So that means the harvest must be averaging about 100 ton which will bring ‘ome £ 10,000. Well you reckon that is been rich I do not know. Every other year they do not pick. That halves it init?
Then again he could not have that much of expenses. It is a organic orchard. That means it has been registered as an organic orchard. The farmer has to register and after tree years without any chemicals been put in there he gets a certificate. I heard that orchard has not seen any chemicals for the last 23 years. It was first planted on the year 1951. And the runts removed and replanted in 1961. There is a nice map with the rows of apple trees been numbered and with their respective names.
We saw a buzzard. According to Guru net:
buzzard, common name for hawks of the genus Buteo and the genus Pernis, or honey buzzard, of the Old World family Accipitridae. Honey buzzards feed on insects, wasp and bumblebee larvae, and small reptiles. The name buzzard is also incorrectly applied to various hawks and New World vultures, such as the turkey vulture (Cathartes aura) and the black vulture (Coragyps atratus) of the family Cathartidae. Buzzards are classified in the phylum Chordata subphylum Vertebrata, class Aves, order Falconiformes, family Accipitridae.
It must have been a baby having a bit of practice on flying; as it got into a gust of wind and had a flutter and recovered from it. Then it flew away.
Across the road in a field about a ¼ mile away we saw two deer. I took a photo but I am not sure what type they were. I been told they are the local variety, but there is a quiet discussion going on, about it, inside me head.
Does the deer have an identity? I mean who that individual deer is? The name and the nationality etc. The Parent deer goes like ”Your name is Christopher; your father’s name is dad; you have this surname called Willudear. That makes you Christopher Willudear. And your nationality is Dear” I wonder how confusing that will be to the Christopher Willudear? If he ran away and met lots of other deer called this and that Deer; that will be more confusing or what? So the moral of the story is “Thou shalt not judge others when thou has no intention of understanding the said situation, in which the accused has been” Taken out of an Old Tatement (yes not testament mate).
I am not sure what that deer was; so I will not try to bullshit my way of explaining the ancestry of the said deer. Oh dear!
We had lunch of course the lunch is always sarnies init? But this is king sarnie. Lots of different types of fillings example the Dolmades and Stuffed Cabbage Rolls were a few of them. This dolmades which comes from the Northern Greece. Let us see what this Greek food is all about. I know a place I visited regular fashion in the early years of me life in Bristol. In Cotham Hill there was a place called Orthello Kebab House. A Greek guy by the name of Phillip owned and ran the place. His real name is not Phillip but some thing like Pordias. He was a great guy. Looked after us. Fed us when we did not have any money and advised us when we got into trouble. Leant us a shoulder to weep on. I still know his daughter Flora and she visits me often. There were lots of Greek restaurants them days. One by one they were bought by Indians and Pakistanis. There is a big argument about the authenticity of the Greek foods. Are they Greek or are they Turkish. Turks who migrated from Mongolia over the years did not have any such authority until the Ottoman Empire. That is 1400 AD or so. So the Greek empire lasted until the Constantinople fell to the Sulayman mob in 1453 AD. So most of the food which was in the Mediterranean was given Turkish names and absorbed into the Turkish cuisine
So according to the boffins (Early Period, issue #5, written and published by Rebecca and David Wendelken, original date unknown (circa late 1970s - early 1980s), Dolmades started in the 5th century. So that was well before the Turks took over Greece. And you bet even the bloody tinned variety is Ummy.
After food everyone went picking again and I had a wee chat with Greg about the orchard and the owner. Then we saw this little thing running about on the road. Greg ran up and caught it. It was a Field Mouse. This is what I found about the creature.
Apodemus sylvaticus L.1758 (wood mouse, long-tailed field-mouse)
The wood mouse can easily be distinguished from the house mouse by its larger ears and eyes. Its warm brown coat cannot generally be confused with the dull greyish coat of the house mouse, although unusual colour variations and the grey fur of the young of both species may make identification more difficult. The wood mouse does not have the distinctive odour associated with the house mouse.
Wood mice have soft, smooth fur which is sandy or orange brown on the head and back, yellowish on the flanks and white on the belly. There is usually a small streak of yellow pigmentation in the otherwise white fur of the chest. The tail is almost as long as the body and has a sparse covering of black hairs. The tops of the feet are covered by short white hairs and each toe - four on the fore feet and five on the hind - ends in a sharp claw.
Some biology:
Size: This varies according to season and locality. On mainland Britain in the spring: Male is 25g and the female is 20g (unless she is in an advanced stage of pregnancy).
Colour: Sandy or orange brown on head and back, yellow on flanks, white on belly. Young: greyish brown.
Breeding season: March/April to October/November.
Gestation: 25 - 26 days.
No of young: Usually 2 - 9 with an average of 5.
Lifespan: This averages 2 - 3 months, may survive 18 - 20 months in the wild, 2 years or more in captivity.
Food: Mostly seeds, but eats a wide range of plant and animal food.
Predators: Cat, weasel, tawny owl, long - eared owl.
Distribution: Widespread in Britain and Ireland and also on many of the surrounding islands.
Wood mice are primarily seed eaters (granivores), relying to a great extent on the seeds of trees such as oak, beech, ash, lime, hawthorn and sycamore. Every year they eat a high proportion of the annual seed crop and it seems likely that only small quantities of seed therefore, survive to germinate the following spring. The mice are efficient seed gatherers and when there is a plentiful supply on the ground, they carry them back to the nest for storage. Small invertebrates, particularly small snails and insects, may be eaten throughout the year, but are particularly important sources of food in late spring and early summer. This is the time of year when seeds are least available and larval and adult insects are abundant. Moth caterpillars which fall from the upper canopy of trees to pupate in the soil, are a common food in summer.
We were told that the Greg wanted only 2 tons of the apples collected. So when he saw it was done we stopped. And we drank some cider. Well I started while we were ‘aving lunch. That was a wicked strong cider only to be drunk by the crew. That stuff do not get sold as it is more potent than allowed by the government. It is like this; if the cider is under 8.5% alcohol then it is cider. Anything more it is wine. Stupid law init? So we ‘ad Apple Wine. Of course one of us did not drink as some one ‘ad to drive us back. Was not me huh?
That was a great day out. Let there be more I say.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
Away we went and 'ad a cup of tea with muffins. Then Greg and Sharon went around shaking trees with this big pole with a hook at the end of it (Got some photos). If I 'ad my way - yep I would of stayed at 'ome init- I would of put a sheet or something underneath to catch the apples and then pick the rest. But it is not done like that here. You have a bucket and squat down and pick. It is fast and furious to start with and slows down later. I like picking with both hands. It is bloody backbreaking work mate. I ‘ad better things to do than that. So I took some more photos. I went around looking and observing.
You see this orchard is quite big, say, about 18 acres I think. I got thinking who is this person who is looking after this orchard? Asked questions to find out that he is not rich. The whole orchard with the machinery – tractor, apple harvester which works only on the flat areas, a little motorised 4 wheeler cart- is for sale for £ 150,000. And an Imperial Ton of Apples on the trees will give the farmer about a 100 quid. If the price is wrong email me?
Their record harvest is over 150 ton. So that means the harvest must be averaging about 100 ton which will bring ‘ome £ 10,000. Well you reckon that is been rich I do not know. Every other year they do not pick. That halves it init?
Then again he could not have that much of expenses. It is a organic orchard. That means it has been registered as an organic orchard. The farmer has to register and after tree years without any chemicals been put in there he gets a certificate. I heard that orchard has not seen any chemicals for the last 23 years. It was first planted on the year 1951. And the runts removed and replanted in 1961. There is a nice map with the rows of apple trees been numbered and with their respective names.
We saw a buzzard. According to Guru net:
buzzard, common name for hawks of the genus Buteo and the genus Pernis, or honey buzzard, of the Old World family Accipitridae. Honey buzzards feed on insects, wasp and bumblebee larvae, and small reptiles. The name buzzard is also incorrectly applied to various hawks and New World vultures, such as the turkey vulture (Cathartes aura) and the black vulture (Coragyps atratus) of the family Cathartidae. Buzzards are classified in the phylum Chordata subphylum Vertebrata, class Aves, order Falconiformes, family Accipitridae.
It must have been a baby having a bit of practice on flying; as it got into a gust of wind and had a flutter and recovered from it. Then it flew away.
Across the road in a field about a ¼ mile away we saw two deer. I took a photo but I am not sure what type they were. I been told they are the local variety, but there is a quiet discussion going on, about it, inside me head.
Does the deer have an identity? I mean who that individual deer is? The name and the nationality etc. The Parent deer goes like ”Your name is Christopher; your father’s name is dad; you have this surname called Willudear. That makes you Christopher Willudear. And your nationality is Dear” I wonder how confusing that will be to the Christopher Willudear? If he ran away and met lots of other deer called this and that Deer; that will be more confusing or what? So the moral of the story is “Thou shalt not judge others when thou has no intention of understanding the said situation, in which the accused has been” Taken out of an Old Tatement (yes not testament mate).
I am not sure what that deer was; so I will not try to bullshit my way of explaining the ancestry of the said deer. Oh dear!
We had lunch of course the lunch is always sarnies init? But this is king sarnie. Lots of different types of fillings example the Dolmades and Stuffed Cabbage Rolls were a few of them. This dolmades which comes from the Northern Greece. Let us see what this Greek food is all about. I know a place I visited regular fashion in the early years of me life in Bristol. In Cotham Hill there was a place called Orthello Kebab House. A Greek guy by the name of Phillip owned and ran the place. His real name is not Phillip but some thing like Pordias. He was a great guy. Looked after us. Fed us when we did not have any money and advised us when we got into trouble. Leant us a shoulder to weep on. I still know his daughter Flora and she visits me often. There were lots of Greek restaurants them days. One by one they were bought by Indians and Pakistanis. There is a big argument about the authenticity of the Greek foods. Are they Greek or are they Turkish. Turks who migrated from Mongolia over the years did not have any such authority until the Ottoman Empire. That is 1400 AD or so. So the Greek empire lasted until the Constantinople fell to the Sulayman mob in 1453 AD. So most of the food which was in the Mediterranean was given Turkish names and absorbed into the Turkish cuisine
So according to the boffins (Early Period, issue #5, written and published by Rebecca and David Wendelken, original date unknown (circa late 1970s - early 1980s), Dolmades started in the 5th century. So that was well before the Turks took over Greece. And you bet even the bloody tinned variety is Ummy.
After food everyone went picking again and I had a wee chat with Greg about the orchard and the owner. Then we saw this little thing running about on the road. Greg ran up and caught it. It was a Field Mouse. This is what I found about the creature.
Apodemus sylvaticus L.1758 (wood mouse, long-tailed field-mouse)
The wood mouse can easily be distinguished from the house mouse by its larger ears and eyes. Its warm brown coat cannot generally be confused with the dull greyish coat of the house mouse, although unusual colour variations and the grey fur of the young of both species may make identification more difficult. The wood mouse does not have the distinctive odour associated with the house mouse.
Wood mice have soft, smooth fur which is sandy or orange brown on the head and back, yellowish on the flanks and white on the belly. There is usually a small streak of yellow pigmentation in the otherwise white fur of the chest. The tail is almost as long as the body and has a sparse covering of black hairs. The tops of the feet are covered by short white hairs and each toe - four on the fore feet and five on the hind - ends in a sharp claw.
Some biology:
Size: This varies according to season and locality. On mainland Britain in the spring: Male is 25g and the female is 20g (unless she is in an advanced stage of pregnancy).
Colour: Sandy or orange brown on head and back, yellow on flanks, white on belly. Young: greyish brown.
Breeding season: March/April to October/November.
Gestation: 25 - 26 days.
No of young: Usually 2 - 9 with an average of 5.
Lifespan: This averages 2 - 3 months, may survive 18 - 20 months in the wild, 2 years or more in captivity.
Food: Mostly seeds, but eats a wide range of plant and animal food.
Predators: Cat, weasel, tawny owl, long - eared owl.
Distribution: Widespread in Britain and Ireland and also on many of the surrounding islands.
Wood mice are primarily seed eaters (granivores), relying to a great extent on the seeds of trees such as oak, beech, ash, lime, hawthorn and sycamore. Every year they eat a high proportion of the annual seed crop and it seems likely that only small quantities of seed therefore, survive to germinate the following spring. The mice are efficient seed gatherers and when there is a plentiful supply on the ground, they carry them back to the nest for storage. Small invertebrates, particularly small snails and insects, may be eaten throughout the year, but are particularly important sources of food in late spring and early summer. This is the time of year when seeds are least available and larval and adult insects are abundant. Moth caterpillars which fall from the upper canopy of trees to pupate in the soil, are a common food in summer.
We were told that the Greg wanted only 2 tons of the apples collected. So when he saw it was done we stopped. And we drank some cider. Well I started while we were ‘aving lunch. That was a wicked strong cider only to be drunk by the crew. That stuff do not get sold as it is more potent than allowed by the government. It is like this; if the cider is under 8.5% alcohol then it is cider. Anything more it is wine. Stupid law init? So we ‘ad Apple Wine. Of course one of us did not drink as some one ‘ad to drive us back. Was not me huh?
That was a great day out. Let there be more I say.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Father Son And The Holy Ghost
I have been under a lot of strain; who put that strain in there?
Can name a few; those people meant a lot to me. They made me feel that I can depend on them what ever the situation is. But when I get into a situation like, what I am in now, they have unbelievable reasons for not to be in a mood to help me. Ok I am guilty of the same offense.
So here I am as fucked up as I was earlier and looking forward to..........................
I am looking for me Identity. When was I be born? Where was I be born? Who are my parents.? How do I know! I was not old enough to observe, while my birth was taking place. You were old enough to observe it. Did you? Then why ask me?
I take the whole responsibility. If I live I am. If I die I am................
I am the father and the son and the ghost.
That means to me that I was the father who created me and I am the son who lives this life and I am the ghost who will be remembered as me after I have been here. Objectively spoken; subjectively it is simply I am the trinity; if you cannot say that about yourself you are not born yet.
Let you know something though. People ask me how come you can write better English. You know what; how many of you wrote "Tom Sawyer" by Mark Twain when you are only 12 years old. Yeah the whole book word for word. And I am not that good.
When other kids were trying to have an imaginery shag by going out and be seen with lots of wankers like themselves, I did things like, reading and writing. You just do it and bliss.
There was I and me mate says "How long you known me?".
And I did not know what to say man.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
Can name a few; those people meant a lot to me. They made me feel that I can depend on them what ever the situation is. But when I get into a situation like, what I am in now, they have unbelievable reasons for not to be in a mood to help me. Ok I am guilty of the same offense.
So here I am as fucked up as I was earlier and looking forward to..........................
I am looking for me Identity. When was I be born? Where was I be born? Who are my parents.? How do I know! I was not old enough to observe, while my birth was taking place. You were old enough to observe it. Did you? Then why ask me?
I take the whole responsibility. If I live I am. If I die I am................
I am the father and the son and the ghost.
That means to me that I was the father who created me and I am the son who lives this life and I am the ghost who will be remembered as me after I have been here. Objectively spoken; subjectively it is simply I am the trinity; if you cannot say that about yourself you are not born yet.
Let you know something though. People ask me how come you can write better English. You know what; how many of you wrote "Tom Sawyer" by Mark Twain when you are only 12 years old. Yeah the whole book word for word. And I am not that good.
When other kids were trying to have an imaginery shag by going out and be seen with lots of wankers like themselves, I did things like, reading and writing. You just do it and bliss.
There was I and me mate says "How long you known me?".
And I did not know what to say man.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
What religion are You?
What ever I say in this journal…. er ….. blog init….. is my own logic translated into the English Language according to the education I had; some from books and mostly from living in England. Then we have you the reader reading this journal and understanding in your own logic which itself is depended on your understanding of the language. Now I am trying to – as I explained at the start – make everything in life as simple as possible. That way I can follow my own path easily without going into ‘if’ and ‘but’ situations. You might not totally agree with me. But say for instance you do the same thing; I mean make it simple for your self to follow. That will be your religion.
At the moment you might say, “No I am a Buddhist”. What then. If you take the word Buddhism means the Philosophy according to Buddha. So how can it be yours? You are trying to be like Buddha and you think you are doing fine. But Buddha lived over 2550 years ago. He did not write anything down. Over 70 to 80 years later some people thought that they will try to write it down for later generations to understand it better than the word of mouth could. Good idea I would of done the same in that situation. So the reader, who is calling oneself a Buddhist, follows the path, which we all think what Buddha said, in ones own logic. So how can one say one is a Buddhist. It comes to reason that what you really mean is I am a Buddhist according to my own understanding of the Dharma. So you have your own religion. You can call your self anything you like , but it is nonsense not to think that you are a believer of your own philosophy and logic
Now this is fine logic from my favourite book at the moment; viz. “Frogs Birthday-Treat” by Lewis Carroll:
“…..”Can you sing it, Bruno?” I asked.
“Iss I can,” Bruno readily replied, “And I sa’n’t. It would make Sylvie cry ---“
“It wouldn’t!” Sylvie interrupted in great indignation. “And I don’t believe the Goat sang it at all!”
“It did though!” said Bruno, “ It singed it right froo. I sawed it singing with his beard-------“
“It couldn’t sing with its beard,” I said, hoping to puzzle the fellow: “ a beard isn’t a voice.”
“Well then, oo couldn’t walk with Sylvie!” Bruno cried triumphantly, “Sylvie isn’t a foot!”
I wonder if I follow my main man Lewis Carroll what would you call me; a Carrollist?
Thinking again about the if situations: I always compare with the situation, “What if my mother had a prick?” I love me mom but it is the one instance you can unravel you worst phobias in the fast lane and lose.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
At the moment you might say, “No I am a Buddhist”. What then. If you take the word Buddhism means the Philosophy according to Buddha. So how can it be yours? You are trying to be like Buddha and you think you are doing fine. But Buddha lived over 2550 years ago. He did not write anything down. Over 70 to 80 years later some people thought that they will try to write it down for later generations to understand it better than the word of mouth could. Good idea I would of done the same in that situation. So the reader, who is calling oneself a Buddhist, follows the path, which we all think what Buddha said, in ones own logic. So how can one say one is a Buddhist. It comes to reason that what you really mean is I am a Buddhist according to my own understanding of the Dharma. So you have your own religion. You can call your self anything you like , but it is nonsense not to think that you are a believer of your own philosophy and logic
Now this is fine logic from my favourite book at the moment; viz. “Frogs Birthday-Treat” by Lewis Carroll:
“…..”Can you sing it, Bruno?” I asked.
“Iss I can,” Bruno readily replied, “And I sa’n’t. It would make Sylvie cry ---“
“It wouldn’t!” Sylvie interrupted in great indignation. “And I don’t believe the Goat sang it at all!”
“It did though!” said Bruno, “ It singed it right froo. I sawed it singing with his beard-------“
“It couldn’t sing with its beard,” I said, hoping to puzzle the fellow: “ a beard isn’t a voice.”
“Well then, oo couldn’t walk with Sylvie!” Bruno cried triumphantly, “Sylvie isn’t a foot!”
I wonder if I follow my main man Lewis Carroll what would you call me; a Carrollist?
Thinking again about the if situations: I always compare with the situation, “What if my mother had a prick?” I love me mom but it is the one instance you can unravel you worst phobias in the fast lane and lose.
Any queries please address to alwaysshariff@Nospamyahoo.co.uk
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