Wednesday, 28 November 2012
Thursday, 22 November 2012
The tale of the Crimson Pig
It was the last summer of the great war.
We were flying over the Adriatic on a routine surveillance patrol heading towards Istria.
My good friend Berlini was right beside me, he had just got married to my friend Gina, and I was his best man.
But war called so we had to go back into battle right after the ceremony.
Suddenly we were in the middle of the worst dog fight of my life.
Friends and enemies were falling all around me like flies.
I had three planes trying to chase me down, and all I thought about was myself.
Soon I realized I was the only one left from my unit, but the enemy never let up
I flew my guts out trying to get away, my hands and feet went numb.
I could feel myself starting to black out. I was sure I was going to die.
Then suddenly, everything around me turned white.
It was the strangest thing id ever seen, the light was so pure.
I figured I must be in Heaven, then I realized I had just flown into a cloud.
I was so exhausted I couldnt hold onto the stick to fly my plane, but the plane just kept on flying.
The plane then took me above the cloud and into the sky.
It was perfectly quiet, and the sky was beautiful.
Then, I saw this strange band of white high above me.
Enemy aircraft appeared from beneath me and flew past towards the white band.
I saw Berlini and called out to him, but he ignored me.
Then I saw that the white band was in fact thousands of lost planes flying together.
My plane then began to descend back into the cloud, and I blacked out.
When I came to, I was skimming just above the sea. And had been transformed into a pig.
And now I was all alone.
The good guys were the ones who died.
Or maybe im dead and life as a pig, is the same thing as hell.
We were flying over the Adriatic on a routine surveillance patrol heading towards Istria.
My good friend Berlini was right beside me, he had just got married to my friend Gina, and I was his best man.
But war called so we had to go back into battle right after the ceremony.
Suddenly we were in the middle of the worst dog fight of my life.
Friends and enemies were falling all around me like flies.
I had three planes trying to chase me down, and all I thought about was myself.
Soon I realized I was the only one left from my unit, but the enemy never let up
I flew my guts out trying to get away, my hands and feet went numb.
I could feel myself starting to black out. I was sure I was going to die.
Then suddenly, everything around me turned white.
It was the strangest thing id ever seen, the light was so pure.
I figured I must be in Heaven, then I realized I had just flown into a cloud.
I was so exhausted I couldnt hold onto the stick to fly my plane, but the plane just kept on flying.
The plane then took me above the cloud and into the sky.
It was perfectly quiet, and the sky was beautiful.
Then, I saw this strange band of white high above me.
Enemy aircraft appeared from beneath me and flew past towards the white band.
I saw Berlini and called out to him, but he ignored me.
Then I saw that the white band was in fact thousands of lost planes flying together.
My plane then began to descend back into the cloud, and I blacked out.
When I came to, I was skimming just above the sea. And had been transformed into a pig.
And now I was all alone.
The good guys were the ones who died.
Or maybe im dead and life as a pig, is the same thing as hell.
Friday, 16 November 2012
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Watching the beach again
When you develop an infatuation for someone, you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you.
It doesn't need to be a good reason.
Taking photographs of the night sky for example, now in the long run thats just the kind of dumb irritating habit that will cause you to split up.
But in the haze of infatuation, its just what you've been searching for all these years.
It doesn't need to be a good reason.
Taking photographs of the night sky for example, now in the long run thats just the kind of dumb irritating habit that will cause you to split up.
But in the haze of infatuation, its just what you've been searching for all these years.
Monday, 12 November 2012
Slowly
Over the last few months I have slowly been getting my life back on track.
I've been taking time to slowly to let things fall into place, I have been spending my time talking more than I ever used to. Finding that the bonds with those closest to me are growing stronger each day.
My friends, just the other night I was sitting at home just watching time fly by when they all decided to show up at my house and we spent the night just having a good laugh about things. Something I was not expecting.
We sat around talking about our lives and all the good times that we've all had over the years and how much things have changed. Changed for the better.
Things at home are getting better, I get on alot better with my Mum now that we finally spoke about everything that happened this year.
I also get on with my brother alot better too, on the night we were at a party celebrating my Dads birthday he had been drinking and broke down into tears in front of me, saying how much he missed him. I just held him and told him how proud that Dad was seeing him grow up and start a family.
I obviously still find it hard to get used to life without him around. But at the same time I've begun my journey towards moving on from it.
I know that it is going to take time but at least now im on the right path.
Things at uni are going well, the second year is proving to be harder than the first but im ready for the tasks ahead. I know that I can work hard when it matters, I proved that last year by working twice as hard to do all my assignments after I had spent so much time off after he passed away. I passed the first year with a decent grade and know I can do more. I just have to concentrate on myself more.
This year has certainly been life changing. It has made me see that there is so much out there that are still unknown to me and im yet to experience.
But at the same time I know that its more important for me to honest myself, and to follow my own choices.
I've been taking time to slowly to let things fall into place, I have been spending my time talking more than I ever used to. Finding that the bonds with those closest to me are growing stronger each day.
My friends, just the other night I was sitting at home just watching time fly by when they all decided to show up at my house and we spent the night just having a good laugh about things. Something I was not expecting.
We sat around talking about our lives and all the good times that we've all had over the years and how much things have changed. Changed for the better.
Things at home are getting better, I get on alot better with my Mum now that we finally spoke about everything that happened this year.
I also get on with my brother alot better too, on the night we were at a party celebrating my Dads birthday he had been drinking and broke down into tears in front of me, saying how much he missed him. I just held him and told him how proud that Dad was seeing him grow up and start a family.
I obviously still find it hard to get used to life without him around. But at the same time I've begun my journey towards moving on from it.
I know that it is going to take time but at least now im on the right path.
Things at uni are going well, the second year is proving to be harder than the first but im ready for the tasks ahead. I know that I can work hard when it matters, I proved that last year by working twice as hard to do all my assignments after I had spent so much time off after he passed away. I passed the first year with a decent grade and know I can do more. I just have to concentrate on myself more.
This year has certainly been life changing. It has made me see that there is so much out there that are still unknown to me and im yet to experience.
But at the same time I know that its more important for me to honest myself, and to follow my own choices.
Wednesday, 7 November 2012
Basketball
Basketball.
A sport I have been familiar with my entire life.
I first started to play it when I was eleven years old.
However when I reached secondary school I played it a lot less for the next few years. And in those few years I began to put on an extraordinary amount of weight.
When I reached fourteen I had become very unhealthy and lazy. I was extremely unfit and didnt have much interest in doing anything about it.
On one saturday afternoon I was at home and my Dad came home from the pub
His saturdays were simple, he woke up early and cooked breakfast for everyone. Read the papers while watching soccer AM, me and rory would always watch it with him. He'd then get ready to go to the pub with his friends and be out the house for 12.
He would then come home at about 5-6 and eat some dinner. Most of the time I would be in so id eat with him and watch a film and have abit of a talk with him.
However this saturday he came in and said he wanted to talk to me. He was always more honest when he'd been drinking. He said to me that he'd noticed how much weight id put on and that I need to start dieting. I remember being upset but at the same time I knew it all too well that I was overweight and needed to start doing something about it.
So then I decided to start playing basketball again at school, a lot of my friends played at break and lunch times so I started to play with them.
Once I started playing again I started to realize that I really enjoyed playing because it was so fun. It was exciting to actually be doing something with my time that I could focus my efforts on. I played everyday at school and then I would start playing after school everyday as well as everyone else. I would play on weekends all day saturday and sunday.
And within a year I had lost most of the weight without even realizing it. Starting to play basketball again had saved me from an unhealthy lazy lifestyle and it gave me a lot of confidence as well in getting out in the world and doing things with my time.
By the end of secondary school we had a solid group of people who played everyday and we always used to hang out in out free time. And we all stayed at school to start 6th form, and then we became the schools team and every week we would go to different school to play other teams. We always had a good time playing and everyone was always laughing about it.
Ever since then I have played basketball every chance that I get, I love playing it, its been a huge part of my life for the past 8 years and my greatest pass time. Its almost like therapy in a way, anytime im stressed out or upset about something I can always find solace in going to play basketball. I just forget about myself and immerse myself in playing for a few hours, and afterwards I feel much better and can think with a straight head again.
Playing basketball for so many years really got me interested in fitness and exercise. I thought why not try and do something with my life that revolves around it because I enjoyed it so much. And so when I was 19 I went to Cornwall college to get my diploma in sports fitness and coaching. And for 2 years I got to play basketball everyday whilst learning more about fitness and exercise, and I made some great friends there.
I'm now 22 years old and im in my second year of university studying sports health and fitness. I'm playing basketball now more than ever, I cant get enough of it, I had training tonight for 2 hours where I just get to let lose and play great games against my friends and have a good laugh at the same time. Then I come home drained, but at the same time really happy.
I cant imagine how my life would have turned out had I not started to play basketball.
A sport I have been familiar with my entire life.
I first started to play it when I was eleven years old.
However when I reached secondary school I played it a lot less for the next few years. And in those few years I began to put on an extraordinary amount of weight.
When I reached fourteen I had become very unhealthy and lazy. I was extremely unfit and didnt have much interest in doing anything about it.
On one saturday afternoon I was at home and my Dad came home from the pub
His saturdays were simple, he woke up early and cooked breakfast for everyone. Read the papers while watching soccer AM, me and rory would always watch it with him. He'd then get ready to go to the pub with his friends and be out the house for 12.
He would then come home at about 5-6 and eat some dinner. Most of the time I would be in so id eat with him and watch a film and have abit of a talk with him.
However this saturday he came in and said he wanted to talk to me. He was always more honest when he'd been drinking. He said to me that he'd noticed how much weight id put on and that I need to start dieting. I remember being upset but at the same time I knew it all too well that I was overweight and needed to start doing something about it.
So then I decided to start playing basketball again at school, a lot of my friends played at break and lunch times so I started to play with them.
Once I started playing again I started to realize that I really enjoyed playing because it was so fun. It was exciting to actually be doing something with my time that I could focus my efforts on. I played everyday at school and then I would start playing after school everyday as well as everyone else. I would play on weekends all day saturday and sunday.
And within a year I had lost most of the weight without even realizing it. Starting to play basketball again had saved me from an unhealthy lazy lifestyle and it gave me a lot of confidence as well in getting out in the world and doing things with my time.
By the end of secondary school we had a solid group of people who played everyday and we always used to hang out in out free time. And we all stayed at school to start 6th form, and then we became the schools team and every week we would go to different school to play other teams. We always had a good time playing and everyone was always laughing about it.
Ever since then I have played basketball every chance that I get, I love playing it, its been a huge part of my life for the past 8 years and my greatest pass time. Its almost like therapy in a way, anytime im stressed out or upset about something I can always find solace in going to play basketball. I just forget about myself and immerse myself in playing for a few hours, and afterwards I feel much better and can think with a straight head again.
Playing basketball for so many years really got me interested in fitness and exercise. I thought why not try and do something with my life that revolves around it because I enjoyed it so much. And so when I was 19 I went to Cornwall college to get my diploma in sports fitness and coaching. And for 2 years I got to play basketball everyday whilst learning more about fitness and exercise, and I made some great friends there.
I'm now 22 years old and im in my second year of university studying sports health and fitness. I'm playing basketball now more than ever, I cant get enough of it, I had training tonight for 2 hours where I just get to let lose and play great games against my friends and have a good laugh at the same time. Then I come home drained, but at the same time really happy.
I cant imagine how my life would have turned out had I not started to play basketball.
Mad Man Moon
Was it summer when the river ran dry,
Or was it just another dam.
When the evil of a snowflake in June
Could still be a source of relief.
O how I love you, I once cried long ago,
But I was the one who decided to go.
To search beyond the final crest,
Though I'd heard it said just birds could dwell so high.
So I pretended to have wings for my arms
And took off in the air.
I flew to places which the clouds never see,
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousand mirages, the shepherds of lies
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
I would welcome a horse's kick to send me back
If I could find a horse not made of sand.
If this desert's all they'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.
Hey man,
I'm the sand man.
And boy have I news for you;
They're gonna throw you in gaol
And you know they can't fail
'Cos sand is thicker than blood.
But a prison in sand
Is a haven in hell,
For a goal can give you a goal
And a goal can find you a role
On a muddy pitch in Newcastle,
Where it rains so much
You can't wait for a touch
Of sun and sand, sun and sand...
Within the valley of shadowless death
They pray for thunderclouds and rain,
But to the multitude who stand in the rain
Heaven is where the sun shines.
The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown
And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down.
Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn
To disbelieve the sea.
If this desert's all they'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams
A dream of mad man moon.
Or was it just another dam.
When the evil of a snowflake in June
Could still be a source of relief.
O how I love you, I once cried long ago,
But I was the one who decided to go.
To search beyond the final crest,
Though I'd heard it said just birds could dwell so high.
So I pretended to have wings for my arms
And took off in the air.
I flew to places which the clouds never see,
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousand mirages, the shepherds of lies
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
I would welcome a horse's kick to send me back
If I could find a horse not made of sand.
If this desert's all they'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.
Hey man,
I'm the sand man.
And boy have I news for you;
They're gonna throw you in gaol
And you know they can't fail
'Cos sand is thicker than blood.
But a prison in sand
Is a haven in hell,
For a goal can give you a goal
And a goal can find you a role
On a muddy pitch in Newcastle,
Where it rains so much
You can't wait for a touch
Of sun and sand, sun and sand...
Within the valley of shadowless death
They pray for thunderclouds and rain,
But to the multitude who stand in the rain
Heaven is where the sun shines.
The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown
And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down.
Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn
To disbelieve the sea.
If this desert's all they'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams
A dream of mad man moon.
Friday, 2 November 2012
Your star will shine again one day
Through deep blue velvet skies
Shine for all the world to see
The universe in your eyes
When the storm outside is raging
And the dogs they howl your name
Lay down and sleep , i’ll kiss you
You’re star will shine again
Hush my darling, don’t you cry
I’ll stay by your side until morning
All through the night i’ll watch the skies
And your distant sun
Will shine like the gun
That’s trained
Right between your daddy’s eyes
Through deep blue velvet skies
Shine for all the world to see
The universe in your eyes
When the storm outside is raging
And the dogs they howl your name
Lay down and sleep , i’ll kiss you
You’re star will shine again
Hush my darling, don’t you cry
I’ll stay by your side until morning
All through the night i’ll watch the skies
And your distant sun
Will shine like the gun
That’s trained
Right between your daddy’s eyes
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