Fireworks for the Blind

I started this blog as a good way of trying to trawl for ideas about the environment and to provide a fertilisation device for my own ideas about the environment. I could think of no better way. Writing has a permanence that does not exist in speech which most dissolves into air, leaving perhaps a seed which may flourish and grow as it is written. It matters not who does the writing, but who does the reading and the effect that the reading of the writing has on other minds.

It struck me when very young, as I learnt about death and feared its cold embrace, that only by writing do the dead communicate with the living. So I write and write and write, now more than 1,770 essays on these pages which have been read, or skimmed or rejected by more than half a million folk.

I write about the environment, whether it is nature or politics or business – the things that surround us and shape us and which we shape and influence and change. I hope that my ideas, and those of they who write comments on this blog, will have some effect. Perhaps not. Perhaps I am just lighting fireworks for the blind?

One Response

  1. I suppose one could say, that you just lit the blue touch paper, and rightly so, the blog is definately a thon into the world of the minds of men through words.

    Today resides an electronic batton of blindness that is preventing those onlookers of realising how they all fit together/ dissinformation is abound, costing millions to project, then ask ones self, by who and what and why, in me is a resolve for fair debate. Like my Grandfather and his future wife Mimi on the run from the Germans and several successful escapes from prisoner of war camps in Poland and an eventually an atic in Austria for the remainder of the war.

    Steadily and surely will the farmers and the stock come to relalise what is happening in this bastardised paradigm, that is adorned with bastard products, that is taking it’s toll of the physical resolve of both slave like producer and slave like consumer and a middle world and articifer that once protected either side for their continum, today the middle ground is being ground up, chewed, swallowed and digested for pollitical and monetary gain, with a fringe belief system on the same take too, using fear of death as it’s combination and a locked in reality.

    Alduos once said,

    Within the next generation I believe that the world’s leaders will discover that infant conditioning and narco-hypnosis are more efficient, as instruments of government, than clubs and prisons, and that the lust for power can be just as completely satisfied by suggesting people into loving their servitude as by flogging them and kicking them into obedience.

    He also said that governments and religion are the perfect partners that protect and encourage the well being of their subjects, only to destroy them at a later date.

    A human potential movement, HPM, but for who’s long term benefit, so, where did things go so wrong I ask myself. The answer I think lies in the whole being able to remain as individuals, not all the same and the model we see being carried forward from infancy today.

    If we do not remain alert, we may become the paradigmal Ex post facto results of the singularity in our midst.

    Carlill v Carbolic 1893.

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