It has been a week now that no additional entries appeared on the blog. A bit of a shame and I feel ashamed especially that there are so many who are now constantly reminding me that they want to make an appearance.
It is a very special day! Millions if not billions of people will celebrate that a winter day passed and another winter day has come. That we get through the darkness of nights and nothing special happens except for fireworks. According to Tobi It’s a day to mark that a circle has a beginning and an end. He chuckles to himself. So far he came up with the best symbolism what’s happening today. Why today? I would be more curious. Marking a sense of continuity, repeated cycles of life is wonderful but why in such an odd date? Does it have to do something with a particular Pope? So where should this leave those secular or other type of religious people? And then, what does it say about dominance of now globalised culture… The gang is excited a lot about it. Moses and the dragons normally would sleep through the winter so this is pretty much their first new year’s eve. We are going out tonight to a friend’s today but the gang stays. They gonna have a real party not this boring stuff with the kids sleeping next door. Well, as longs as they clean up,
The festive days were nice. Wonderful presents, an amusing surprise! Life goes on and the sun is shining although we can only use our imagination to see it or pictures… Still behind trees, buildings grass. Tobi and Elena still take regular trips high up to the sky to sunbathe a bit. They take Blabla and Zigy with them. Recently Moses signed up for it us well. I am most surprised.
Here is an entry that has never got finished from the 25th
The Present Day… and surprises!
At half three this morning with loving, patient but certainly determined persistence she woke me. It was, supposedly, time to open the presents. It wasn’t and although we couldn’t use the classic ‘it’s still dark, go back to sleep’ escape as here and now that would mean having 5 hours short days and 19 hours sleeping marathons. But She managed to be convinced and we went back to sleep for another three hours! I consider myself lucky.
We found Moses sitting among the presents. He sat up all night and when asked he explained this was the only way he could be part of the wonderful morning. Otherwise he would have slept in. Probably right. Besides, he wanted to make sure that from the lovely bows we save from the packaging he would get a pink one. He did!
I wish you all a wonderful time, prosperous and happy 2009!
Wednesday 31 December 2008
Tuesday 23 December 2008
The day before... and after
It’s done. Thanks to our tremendous contributions, our sacrifices and our courage at long last the Sun has stopped being such a wimp and whatever it takes it from now on will spend more time in the sky than under it. And then he will become more and moer courageous till she will become the domionant creature of the sky. By the way, he or she? Tradition tells the sun is a masculine thing, the moon is a feminine thing etc etc... But did anyone know that he is a cross dresser? And that it has been going on for so long that nobody actually knows if he is a she or she is a he. I guess it wouldn’t matter to me but the English language is such that to refer to another person as ‘it’ is a sin against polite manners.
We fond an excellent recipe yesterday:
http://www.deliaonline.com/cookery-school/how-to/how-to-make-shortcrust-pastry,21,AR.html
I recommend reading it and then giving yourself an exercise: see if you can write it shorter
I am on my own for a bit of change. The gang is outside playing in the fresh, crisp snow. Finally I could convince them to gimme a break and leave me alone, besides the library is a quiet place and in these festive times it is hard to be quiet. Ask Lili if you don’t believe me. Another, big plus to being outside is the bright, more or less blue sky. It is amazing how bright it can get, even if the sun is hiding behind, under the trees when there are no clouds. I have almost, honesty first, I have forgotten this in the last 2 months.
The Gang nowadays is Tobi, Elena, Blabla and occasionally Zigy. Blabla is back in the gang thank to his pizza cooking and stashing talents for which it seems he should be thankful because this is what made Tobi remember eventually that he has non dragon friends. The little girl, I forgotten her name has never shoved. I speculate that she missed her train from Helsinki and have decided not to bother with coming altogether. Lili has forgotten about her the same as I have forgotten her name. So it is fine. I wonder if you can guess where to find Moses.
We are a great anticipation these days. I like to get presents and I know of someone who gets excited about them far, far more than I do. She is four and a half and about 110cms tall. Oh, and someone else! Another one to be left for the dear reader to guess. Jen said that luckily imaginary people need only imaginary presents. I started debating about that. That they are imaginary. But Lili put me into my place.
She is a bit amusing on that. You can play anything as long as you keep in mind it is only a game. It’s her attitude. Although she has gotten a bit carried away with recent festivities, yet to come but I blame the education system for that entirely. And I am damn right!
Yesterday we had a small celebration to welcome the sun after the longest night. We celebrated with breakfast so everyone starved their eyes out by 10:28 when she finally got up. Not an early bird.
And the word bird reminds me to the guys I have been writing about. The berry birds who picked Scotland’s berry trees bare and shit it all into the North Sea they were so fast. They are still here. They taking their time. It might be that they have separated into smaller groups this year who have different sections of Europe to raid therefore making those raids a heck of a lot longer. I don’t mind. I like listening to their quiet yet melodic chatter. They are a contrast to crows in many ways as well.
Yesterday sitting outside our office enjoying the bright blinding daylight – because it has started yesterday – I watched these birds having lunch on a tree nearby and noticed 2 crows having lunch, actually brunch, they looked liked they just got up recently then. The crows had a different strategy. Certainly not stinking berries that make your stomach all runny and stuff oh no! One of them sat outside the bin house to keep watch while the other went in to pick through the open bins, and checking around the compost if there is any misplaced compostable waste. They were fairly successful. I couldn’t see what exactly the menu was but looked like a multiple course branch.
And finally, for I have to stop, I am getting glances from the librarian to handle the creatures knocking on the window behind me... They must be getting cold.
So finally, for these festive days here is a phrase I have seen recently:
‘The World is Ours’
What do you think of this phrase? Please let me know. And I am serious. You can comment to this blog, email me, send a message via Skype, facebook, email, or regular postal services. You can call me or try telepathy of you really have a lot of time.
Happy, Peace- and restful festivities!
We fond an excellent recipe yesterday:
http://www.deliaonline.com/cookery-school/how-to/how-to-make-shortcrust-pastry,21,AR.html
I recommend reading it and then giving yourself an exercise: see if you can write it shorter
I am on my own for a bit of change. The gang is outside playing in the fresh, crisp snow. Finally I could convince them to gimme a break and leave me alone, besides the library is a quiet place and in these festive times it is hard to be quiet. Ask Lili if you don’t believe me. Another, big plus to being outside is the bright, more or less blue sky. It is amazing how bright it can get, even if the sun is hiding behind, under the trees when there are no clouds. I have almost, honesty first, I have forgotten this in the last 2 months.
The Gang nowadays is Tobi, Elena, Blabla and occasionally Zigy. Blabla is back in the gang thank to his pizza cooking and stashing talents for which it seems he should be thankful because this is what made Tobi remember eventually that he has non dragon friends. The little girl, I forgotten her name has never shoved. I speculate that she missed her train from Helsinki and have decided not to bother with coming altogether. Lili has forgotten about her the same as I have forgotten her name. So it is fine. I wonder if you can guess where to find Moses.
We are a great anticipation these days. I like to get presents and I know of someone who gets excited about them far, far more than I do. She is four and a half and about 110cms tall. Oh, and someone else! Another one to be left for the dear reader to guess. Jen said that luckily imaginary people need only imaginary presents. I started debating about that. That they are imaginary. But Lili put me into my place.
She is a bit amusing on that. You can play anything as long as you keep in mind it is only a game. It’s her attitude. Although she has gotten a bit carried away with recent festivities, yet to come but I blame the education system for that entirely. And I am damn right!
Yesterday we had a small celebration to welcome the sun after the longest night. We celebrated with breakfast so everyone starved their eyes out by 10:28 when she finally got up. Not an early bird.
And the word bird reminds me to the guys I have been writing about. The berry birds who picked Scotland’s berry trees bare and shit it all into the North Sea they were so fast. They are still here. They taking their time. It might be that they have separated into smaller groups this year who have different sections of Europe to raid therefore making those raids a heck of a lot longer. I don’t mind. I like listening to their quiet yet melodic chatter. They are a contrast to crows in many ways as well.
Yesterday sitting outside our office enjoying the bright blinding daylight – because it has started yesterday – I watched these birds having lunch on a tree nearby and noticed 2 crows having lunch, actually brunch, they looked liked they just got up recently then. The crows had a different strategy. Certainly not stinking berries that make your stomach all runny and stuff oh no! One of them sat outside the bin house to keep watch while the other went in to pick through the open bins, and checking around the compost if there is any misplaced compostable waste. They were fairly successful. I couldn’t see what exactly the menu was but looked like a multiple course branch.
And finally, for I have to stop, I am getting glances from the librarian to handle the creatures knocking on the window behind me... They must be getting cold.
So finally, for these festive days here is a phrase I have seen recently:
‘The World is Ours’
What do you think of this phrase? Please let me know. And I am serious. You can comment to this blog, email me, send a message via Skype, facebook, email, or regular postal services. You can call me or try telepathy of you really have a lot of time.
Happy, Peace- and restful festivities!
Tuesday 16 December 2008
Timing
A new flock of birds came to town today. The berry picking kind. It was a nice little change. We are used to Crows and Magpies. They are a quiet bunch in their own hoarse sort of way. This new lot is very much different. Lively, chatty, cheerful. I know them from Scotland. I remember one winter they came over from Norway. They attacked all those special trees sitting around just holding all those lovely red berries. They ate so much so fast and left so quickly that the trees were pretty much gutted. Not for loosing their stock for the birds, of course not. Normally they would be looking forward to that but these birds ate so fast and stayed so short that they were already over the North Sea when they deposited. I heard some rumours that scientist are already examining the development of these underwater berry trees. Although I suspect it is just one of those urban legends.
While writing this blog Lili is having the best of times not letting Moses sleep. She found her special green glass hanging thingy, sort of jewellery and keeps poking Moses with it. He awakes
‘Oh what is this?’ then she puts it on his nose ‘What is it? So she shows it to him and he says ‘Ah, I go back to sleep.’
She comes over to the study and retells the story after which she goes again and I can her Moses shouting annoyed -this is happening for about the 15th time -’O What is it now?!’
We are expecting a new visitor from Helsinki, Helena I think, who supposedly stayed here before although I don’t think I have ever met her. I wonder who is she but Lili isn’t eager to release any facts. She is gonna stay for some weeks so I guess she is going to stay for the festive days. Which by the way is coming up soon. We will start up on the night of the 21st. The longest night. Then celebrating the morning after with a breakfast to which we have invited everyone we know in Oulu and usually or occasionally hang out with and also happen to still be in Oulu that close to the magic 24th. It will be a small crowd. Because of the timing. They are all gone by then. Only hardcore immigrants and locals are around. Some locals.
The rest of the festive days are almost the same. No Santa though. He already came on the 6th. But we have a tree called light tree and looks pretty much the same as the usual stuff, we have good food and presents. Tobi wonders so what with the not celebrating Xmass then if we really do celebrate it? I need to find ways to explain him on this tradition we are progressive conservatives
While writing this blog Lili is having the best of times not letting Moses sleep. She found her special green glass hanging thingy, sort of jewellery and keeps poking Moses with it. He awakes
‘Oh what is this?’ then she puts it on his nose ‘What is it? So she shows it to him and he says ‘Ah, I go back to sleep.’
She comes over to the study and retells the story after which she goes again and I can her Moses shouting annoyed -this is happening for about the 15th time -’O What is it now?!’
We are expecting a new visitor from Helsinki, Helena I think, who supposedly stayed here before although I don’t think I have ever met her. I wonder who is she but Lili isn’t eager to release any facts. She is gonna stay for some weeks so I guess she is going to stay for the festive days. Which by the way is coming up soon. We will start up on the night of the 21st. The longest night. Then celebrating the morning after with a breakfast to which we have invited everyone we know in Oulu and usually or occasionally hang out with and also happen to still be in Oulu that close to the magic 24th. It will be a small crowd. Because of the timing. They are all gone by then. Only hardcore immigrants and locals are around. Some locals.
The rest of the festive days are almost the same. No Santa though. He already came on the 6th. But we have a tree called light tree and looks pretty much the same as the usual stuff, we have good food and presents. Tobi wonders so what with the not celebrating Xmass then if we really do celebrate it? I need to find ways to explain him on this tradition we are progressive conservatives
Friday 12 December 2008
Kela is closed, Blue bird doesn’t care
So it seems that we have another resident in our house. It’s a blue bird. She came by bus. She came on a small bus because buses for birds are understandably much smaller than buses for people for example. One can only imagine buses for Blue Whales than. Not to mention cruise liners. Asking some certain small creatures whose name now I cannot recall or asking snails with itchy feet blue whales themselves are the ocean cruise liners. She is a friend of Blabla. They must have skyped each other, I think birds still not much into facebook, and BB found out that BlBl is lonely. Although I am sure that Lili’s efforts were, are greatly appreciated. She came and gonna stay because it is cold outside. Sort of. Up to perception the same as buses.
Kela is sort of closed for the last two months of the year.
I lost Elena and Tobi yesterday. They came to work with me and kept me good company. It was a very entertaining morning and we ended up talking a lot about a guy called Stefan. His is a sort of sorcerer, well known in sorcerer circles and I have the feeling that Tobi knows him more than he is letting me on. Through all the talk my mind got imaginative and I became completely oblivious to what was going on around me. Just going through the job machinelike and loosing track of the other two who politely let me to be all cosy inside my head. I later on realised they were gone and only in the evening started wondering where to? I found them today in one of the Saunas. Accidentally locked them in there.
They fell asleep.
A warm shower did the trick though.
Now we are trying one of the two cafes I haven’t been yet to in Oulu. I don’t like this place but what the heck. I am moody. They think it’s cool. In some odd way I used to like another cafe but now really can’t be bothered to go in there.
Kela is closed. They still let you in, let you take a number and wait for a really long time, they even let us talk to someone and let them act as if they were doing anything but they don’t do the very thing that Kela is set up to do. They don’t hand out money!
Ok, that’s an over statement. They don’t take on new cases. Not until January. We were just there, first we tried the tough interrogative measure which appeared to be working against us then came the feel sorry for me approach almost in tears. Tobi was in tears. And she listened. And tried, and talked to her supervisor for a really long time. And yes, they did make a mistake before but yes, they admit to that but they still gonna make up a ridiculous reason why we should go back in January and then they will decide. On another issue it was the same story. It feels odd to go and ask money from the state, being an anarchist an’ all but hey, I didn’t devise this system of exploitation. Keal is a means of trying to balance it but obviously they are failing miserably. NO knew money till January. Slashing budgets in this time of economic crises. Just like the UK, building subs, Nukes, Nuclear Plants and god would know what else should he be.
Tobi is bored. Elena is reading a book I just borrowed recently, she likes it. It makes Tobi more bored and slightly irritated. All these intellectuals. In a cafe. He will learn to read properly...
We are going I guess
One more thing
I felt sorry for Moses two nights ago, still wondering around the door not knowing if he was going or coming or what. I picked him up and thrown him into our bed. He is asleep with a smile. I will try to smuggle him back to Lili’s bed. See how that works
Kela is sort of closed for the last two months of the year.
I lost Elena and Tobi yesterday. They came to work with me and kept me good company. It was a very entertaining morning and we ended up talking a lot about a guy called Stefan. His is a sort of sorcerer, well known in sorcerer circles and I have the feeling that Tobi knows him more than he is letting me on. Through all the talk my mind got imaginative and I became completely oblivious to what was going on around me. Just going through the job machinelike and loosing track of the other two who politely let me to be all cosy inside my head. I later on realised they were gone and only in the evening started wondering where to? I found them today in one of the Saunas. Accidentally locked them in there.
They fell asleep.
A warm shower did the trick though.
Now we are trying one of the two cafes I haven’t been yet to in Oulu. I don’t like this place but what the heck. I am moody. They think it’s cool. In some odd way I used to like another cafe but now really can’t be bothered to go in there.
Kela is closed. They still let you in, let you take a number and wait for a really long time, they even let us talk to someone and let them act as if they were doing anything but they don’t do the very thing that Kela is set up to do. They don’t hand out money!
Ok, that’s an over statement. They don’t take on new cases. Not until January. We were just there, first we tried the tough interrogative measure which appeared to be working against us then came the feel sorry for me approach almost in tears. Tobi was in tears. And she listened. And tried, and talked to her supervisor for a really long time. And yes, they did make a mistake before but yes, they admit to that but they still gonna make up a ridiculous reason why we should go back in January and then they will decide. On another issue it was the same story. It feels odd to go and ask money from the state, being an anarchist an’ all but hey, I didn’t devise this system of exploitation. Keal is a means of trying to balance it but obviously they are failing miserably. NO knew money till January. Slashing budgets in this time of economic crises. Just like the UK, building subs, Nukes, Nuclear Plants and god would know what else should he be.
Tobi is bored. Elena is reading a book I just borrowed recently, she likes it. It makes Tobi more bored and slightly irritated. All these intellectuals. In a cafe. He will learn to read properly...
We are going I guess
One more thing
I felt sorry for Moses two nights ago, still wondering around the door not knowing if he was going or coming or what. I picked him up and thrown him into our bed. He is asleep with a smile. I will try to smuggle him back to Lili’s bed. See how that works
Tuesday 9 December 2008
Zen Garden...
I completely forgot the song! It’s been on my mind for almost a week now, humming it, singing it and occasionally reciting it to the empty stairs getting cleaned at a comfortable pace. For me the pace is comfortable and I am not sure that it is for the stairs but they cannot say for lack of appropriate internal or external organs. They are stairs. However they are good listeners even without ears.
Elena is back and she loves the song too. Tobi sang it to her and I must admit that I admitted Tobi is a better singer than I am. Trying not to sound pity I didn’t enclose the fact well known in about thirty something countries that Only a pile of stones cannot be a better singer than I am. I never sing in the shower. It would scare the neighbours.
It is a wonderful song and depending on my mood, which lately has been luckily jolly, the song incites me to shed tears. Of joy or sorrow. Up to the mood. It is a birthday song which for the first time ever I have heard just a week or so ago. Maybe 6 days. I am not sure if I have mentioned about it anymore, something that should be checked when editing this blog but here is a bit of truth: it’s a blog! I don’t fuss much about editing it! Not before I want to publish it in print. Or just print it for some other reason. So the song after all this waiting: (lyrics)
Turning thirty isn’t easy
Getting older just gets harder
Get your pipe and slippers ready
Old man’s habits now are needed
Gabor’s mood is like the weather
Sloppy slushy Happy birthday
A song written just for me! Sang for me, and a class of music in front of the teacher but I was there… I think it was a special moment for all those younglings sitting around. They could see a live person just over 30! Still alive and able to walk on his own. An ancient creature that probably has to use nappies during the nights nowadays. They are wrong of course but around 20 we all had our misconceptions of the world. Now that I am grown and in the same league with my Father in law, according to him, a real man as he puts it, so now That I am so old I am also wise and over 30 like everyone else became conservative and can say proudly that kids these days don’t know anything.
Last weekend Moses was out and about a lot. Lili making a house for Blabla in the play cooker booted Moses out from his excellent sleeping cosy. He ended up coming to walks with us although half the time he fell asleep at the door. He now just sleeps there occasionally managing to get hold of a scarf using it as a duvet.
We are sitting in the Library, the secret Zen Garden. It is a lot less gardenly than I anticipated. Walls are grey here just the same as everywhere. But there is the Zen garden in the middle. I think once we are gone, hopefully once we are gone they will find out there has been a bit of reorganization. My pals here are bored.
I found a 100 years old book on pragmatism.
Saturday 6 December 2008
Some wonders
Turning 30 is an event that stops one from doing anything, really, apart from turning 30. It’s an event that can drag on and on and on and... well, on. People seem to think that it is important and need to be marked somehow so I became surprised realising that so many people remember my name. It’s fun.
On Tuesday, to be nice Tobi talked me into having some chilli con carne from the shop for lunch. Then while I wasn’t looking he managed to slip in some chilli for that he thought would be a nice birthday surprise. I am sure dragons do have a different sense of nice surprises.
There are reports that claim I actually breathed fire. It certainly felt like that. We had a good laugh though after I managed to get some air back in my lungs.
We found Moses! Lili has decided to make a nice house for blabla out of her play fridge that isn’t really a fridge but truly is a cardboard box. Moses was nicely wrapped up in all kinds of clothes and blankets. He had to go so blabla could get his new apartment. He has been wondering around sleepy and disoriented. Today he decided to come on a walk and sledging with us but he fell asleep at the door while we were getting ready so we just left him behind. I think he is still there. Since there is a party tonight to celebrate a whole bunch of things in this house it will be a good idea to put him somewhere else. Tobi is saying he might take Moses with him. He is going out to a friend’s place, not strong on many people in the same place.
I feel important. It’s a nice feeling. From now on I will turn 30 every year. So I can feel so important all the time. We will see how it goes
Monday 1 December 2008
From saviour to Villain?
The excitement of snow has worn off. Certainly looks like that around us. Last week we had that fantastic lot and now it’s all melting. It is a bit of a shame. Cycling in sludge though is a terrible great fun especially holding on to cleaning equipment while there are TWO dragons share the back. Little that space is for them however cosy they might get. Tobi today fell off. An act of knightmenship. Elena lost balance and could only regain moving to where he was. So he fell off to help her stay on. I didn’t have time to laugh in all the sliding and balancing, swinging and wild flapping of wings.
Otherwise these days they spend a lot of the time in one of the many Saunas we clean. Although I managed to agree, I think it has to do something with the positive vibes going on, that they give me a help at least with the saunas. My co-workers wonder how come I get my job done so quickly. I tell them I work hard and actually I do because house dragons aren’t that much help actually. Especially when it comes to cleaning which I think is a big underperformance on their name.
Last week we were beginning to believe that next spring Magpie mums and dads will sing songs of us at Virkakatu 5 who feed them through winter. Which would have come to a disappointing realisation come next winter because we will be gone and the next tenants might keep their 15 cats on the balcony.
Weekend came and Magpies didn’t collect their food. I discarded my concerns thinking that magpie anthropologists or to be more precise although there probably is another term, so human magpie-anthropologists got it all wrong and these curious birds do not collect food in little holes they dig to merely just stockpile them oh no! They gather up so they can take the weekend off and party! I thought but then came Monday and it’s passed now but the birds didn’t come. I wonder, it might be that the last bits of bread I put out on Friday were not to their taste. They may have gone bad rather then dry and I’ve given them a bed stomach so we are off the preferred dine out destinations list. It could also be that they just don’t like rye bread. I don’t blame them although I know come time we leave Finland I will miss it.
I don’t know if scaring them away now is good or bed. On the one hand there is the next generation counting on us for quality easy access food in plenty but getting only 15 cats on the other hand another winter where everyone have to work their socks off as usual.
It all depends I guess on whether Magpies are like 20th century humans, care only about their on generation or they are into that sustainability and harmonious Gaia thing. The worst bit is that I will never know. My Magpie is rather lousy.
BlaBla, do you remember Blabla? He is rather lonely now. Got kind of forgotten and left out in the big excitement of south american church going and dragons only club attitude. Lili fortunately has noticed. Today for example she has prepared him a very nice plum soup and something else I didn’t really want to it, it had some odd ingredients. She even fetched some cat food for him when he was still hungry and made him a nice bed. She shut the lights and closed the door to her room, only sneaking in quietly every now and again to get something out for playing with while he was asleep. Later on when blabla woke up she played some jumping game with him. Very kind of her. Considerate.
Reminder for all: should you meet racism remind yourselves that other one, however despicable his acts might be is a human being. Just because someone denies himself humanity we shall not deny it from them. With that I would follow some more on Bakunin’s ideas. We can be free only by allowing one and other, by recognising the human being in each other
Otherwise these days they spend a lot of the time in one of the many Saunas we clean. Although I managed to agree, I think it has to do something with the positive vibes going on, that they give me a help at least with the saunas. My co-workers wonder how come I get my job done so quickly. I tell them I work hard and actually I do because house dragons aren’t that much help actually. Especially when it comes to cleaning which I think is a big underperformance on their name.
Last week we were beginning to believe that next spring Magpie mums and dads will sing songs of us at Virkakatu 5 who feed them through winter. Which would have come to a disappointing realisation come next winter because we will be gone and the next tenants might keep their 15 cats on the balcony.
Weekend came and Magpies didn’t collect their food. I discarded my concerns thinking that magpie anthropologists or to be more precise although there probably is another term, so human magpie-anthropologists got it all wrong and these curious birds do not collect food in little holes they dig to merely just stockpile them oh no! They gather up so they can take the weekend off and party! I thought but then came Monday and it’s passed now but the birds didn’t come. I wonder, it might be that the last bits of bread I put out on Friday were not to their taste. They may have gone bad rather then dry and I’ve given them a bed stomach so we are off the preferred dine out destinations list. It could also be that they just don’t like rye bread. I don’t blame them although I know come time we leave Finland I will miss it.
I don’t know if scaring them away now is good or bed. On the one hand there is the next generation counting on us for quality easy access food in plenty but getting only 15 cats on the other hand another winter where everyone have to work their socks off as usual.
It all depends I guess on whether Magpies are like 20th century humans, care only about their on generation or they are into that sustainability and harmonious Gaia thing. The worst bit is that I will never know. My Magpie is rather lousy.
BlaBla, do you remember Blabla? He is rather lonely now. Got kind of forgotten and left out in the big excitement of south american church going and dragons only club attitude. Lili fortunately has noticed. Today for example she has prepared him a very nice plum soup and something else I didn’t really want to it, it had some odd ingredients. She even fetched some cat food for him when he was still hungry and made him a nice bed. She shut the lights and closed the door to her room, only sneaking in quietly every now and again to get something out for playing with while he was asleep. Later on when blabla woke up she played some jumping game with him. Very kind of her. Considerate.
Reminder for all: should you meet racism remind yourselves that other one, however despicable his acts might be is a human being. Just because someone denies himself humanity we shall not deny it from them. With that I would follow some more on Bakunin’s ideas. We can be free only by allowing one and other, by recognising the human being in each other
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