For my Dear Friend

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.

When some one is in your life for a reason, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly, they have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emmotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.

Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die, sometimes they walk away, sometimes they act up and out and force you to take a stand. What we must realise is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered, and it is now time to move on.

When people come into your life for a season, it is because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh, they may teach you something you may never have doone before, or something about yourself you may not have realised. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.

Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season. Lifetime relationships teach you lifetime lessons, those things you must build on in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept that lesson, love the person/people (anyway!); and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.

It is said love is blind, but friendship is clairvoyant.

I know why you are in my life, and I love you for that reason....................

WITH EVERY GOODBYE YOU LEARN.......

WITH EVERY GOODBYE YOU LEARN....

After a while you learn the subtle difference

between holding a hand and chaining a soul

...and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning

and company doesn't mean security

…and you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts

and presents aren't promises

...and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up

and your eyes open,

with the grace of a woman

...not the grief of a child,

And you learn to build all your roads on to-day

because tomorrow's ground in too uncertain for plans,

and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you ask too much.

So, you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,

instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers

...And you learn that you really can endure

...That you really are strong and you really do have worth

..And you learn.

.. and you learn

...With every goodbye

...You learn…

(16/8 02:20AM) THE ABC OF ME, ME, ME-THE DARK SIDE

I have felt and fought and forgotten all that does ensue, not necessarily at this time, in this place, or as this person. It's all part of my journey, to this here and now, to who I became and contributory factors in who I shall choose to be in my near and distant future.

Behold;

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THE ABC OF ME, ME, ME-THE DARK SIDE

(watch me unravel!)

BY TAM B

Aspirations of an apathetic antagonist-aghast at the altruistic attitudes of the agreeable allies to all things amiable-Alas!

Brave and bold and beautiful before blasted blockades blight the belief of a bright-eyed believer-Buggeration!

Caught in catastrophes, clambering from chaos, climbing the cliffs from the connived convictions created to convince the crowds of a completely candid certainty. Corruptions course through the credence of the covetous converts-I crouch, crammed into my own crazy credos.

Damaged and damaging. Dangerous darkness drowns out desperate declarations of the dire decreptitude of my dreams. Decimation of delectable daydreams, dashed with downright derision. Diminished desire to demand due day-to-day decency. Denied!

Evasive endearments, eavesdropping on elation and eluding the edacity for effluence from egregious egotists, extracting, now, enfeebled emotions, exhausted enmity ebbs, expanding eternal expectations.

Fabled fallacious futures, fancied with fanatical fervour, fall flat from forceful fists and the facilitated fatal fission of feeling and failed fortunes. Flagrant fear fades, as factious forebodings flail forlorn and frail-Futility forgotten in the flat furrow of frustration.

Grieving through galling games of gratuitous gaucherie. Gleaning guilt from glacial glares and gestures. Growing more guarded. Gradually gathering to me the guise of the guileful.

Haphazardly hacking, half-heartedly at hurdles. Habitually harbouring hatred, holding hands with hysteria, whilst hoping and hankering for happiness. Humbly hapless in heartbroken, hopeless helplessness.

Idealized idiosyncratic ideals infiltrate ideas and idioms intended for the ignominious, the illiberal, the illiterate ignoramus. Illustrious imaginings implode inside as impeding, impertinence inhibits my impetus.

Jarring jibes, jaded jibber-jabber and jaundiced judgements. Joyless joie de vivre jeopardises this journey. This jihad jettisoned.

The kafkaesque kaleidoscope of kith and kin out of kilter. Knocked sideways by the kickback of the kinetic knowledge of karma.

Laboriously labouring through the labyrinth of lost, lackadaisical loathing. Languid leaps into love and lascivious liaisons. Leaving legitimate liberty languishing.

Machiavellian memories maraud my mind, making my maladroit machinations of moonlit flits, maligned by migrating misogynists, that manipulate and masticate my marred moods to the marrow.

Navigating the nefarious night. Neglecting neurotic nuances, nauseated by narrow-minded and nonsensical (k)now-it-alls, negating my notorious notions of new-age and nonsense-Never mind!

Oblivious to oblique observations of the objectionable objectors. Obligated to the obstacles to overcome and the obstructions to outrun. Observing out-dated options, overseen by the omnipotent, overbearing, obsessiveness of the 'one' that ordained obscenities. Onward in onerous onanism!

Preconceived preconceptions of potential, pummelled and purged. Private prayers of putative prospects pre-empted and parried by paragons of pusillanimity. Preordained to a perpetually purposeless presence. A persistent paradox!

The quintessential quest to quell the quicksand of questionable quiddity. To quantify this quixotic quandary in a quid pro quo with a quarrelsome quisling. Quittance quashed!

Relentless requests for reasons regarding my rambunctious rationale, my recondite ramblings. Retreating to the reclusiveness of my redemptive reasoning for recompense, re-evaluation and realisation of the reconnaissance of reality. Reinforcing the rejection of relevance and reverence.

Sedate in my sarcophagus of sardonic sarcasm, my sanctuary of sang-froid. My solace in a sat(y)rical state of schemers and scaramouches. Safe from the sceptics and schizophrenic schlemiels that scrutinize and scold with scrupulous sedulousness.

Tired of the tainted tableau of the taciturn tolerances, tarrying tantrums and tempers of tautologous teachings. Trailing the tangential tracts of tactful travail. Tyrannized by the two-dimensional, troublous trip that I'm traversing.

Ubiquitously, the upright usurp the unconventional and unbidden. Uttering uxoricide all in the name of the Upanishads. Urging the unyielding and unruly to upkeep the unwarranted uselessness of an urbane utopia. Undermining any unbigoted or unbiased uprisings from the unrefined and undesirable usually underground.

Vagrant vexations volley through vacuous vagueness. Valetudinary voicings of varying validity, vehement in their velocity. Venomous verbalisations of vileness and villainy. Vicious vilification ever vigilant.

Wasted words wail wanton wickedness, wishing weakness and wretched woes upon my weary withstanding. While I wait to win warranted worthiness.

X----mmmm? nope, just ain't gonna happen!

Youthful yearnings of yore yanked away and yielded to the yowling yob yoked to in yesteryear.

Zeal zonked. Zealotry zero. Zestfulness zapped.

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The Bright Side, coming soon.

(and yes, there is bright and shiny within me..........................now!!)

HOW TO BE HAPPY: or HOW YOUR LIFE BECAME YOURS WHEN YOU STOPPED CARING WHAT OTHERS THINK!

HOW TO BE HAPPY: or HOW YOUR LIFE BECAME YOURS WHEN YOU STOPPED CARING WHAT OTHERS THINK!

BY TAM B

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HANG LOOSE.MEDITATE ON THE BRIGHT AND SHINY.WATCH DUST MOTES DANCING WHEN YOU SHOULD BE LISTENING.LEAVE YOUR GHOSTS BEHIND.CELEBRATE THE NOW AND TOMORROW.BE NAUGHTY.STAY FOCUSSED ON THE BLUE SKIES.LAY IN 'TIL LUNCHTIME.SWORD FIGHT WITH STICKS.RIDE TIGERS IN YOUR DREAMS.ALWAYS SPEAK THE TRUTH TO THOSE YOU KNOW ARE LISTENING.JUMP IN PUDDLES.NEVER WISH BAD THINGS FOR BAD PEOPLE, THE UNIVERSE IS WATCHING.SING ALONG TO THE DAWN CHORUS.LIVE BY KARMIC LAW,IT SEEKS OUT SINNERS.WEAR COLOURS THAT CLASH.STAY FABULOUS.SPEAK TO A STRANGER ABOUT NOTHING IN PARTICULAR.EAT ONLY RED FOOD FOR A DAY.WHISPER SWEET NOTHINGS TO WAKE A LOVER FROM SLUMBER.ALWAYS KEEP YOUR PROMISES.CATCH SNOWFLAKES ON YOUR TONGUE.SEND YOURSELF FLOWERS.DO NOT SPEAK FOR A DAY, JUST LISTEN.WATCH A SPIDER SPIN A WEB.MAKE CAMPS IN THE CLOSET.BE STILL.READ EVERY SIGN YOU SEE.WATCH THE SUNRISE ON A MONDAY.EAT FISH AND CHIPS ON THE BEACH, AND SHARE WITH THE GULLS.MOONBATHE ON THE SOLSTICE.STROKE EVERY CAT YOU MEET.SMILE SWEETLY FOR YOUR ENEMIES.MAKE SAND ANGELS.BELIEVE IN MAGIC.CALL THE 13TH PERSON LISTED IN YOUR 'CONTACTS',JUST FOR A CHAT.SIT IN THE DARK AND LISTEN TO THE NIGHT.PULL FACES IN THE MIRROR.IMAGINE YOU ARE A GIANT.CLEAN YOUR HOUSE FROM TOP TO BOTTOM.GO ON AN ADVENTURE.CLIMB TO THE TOP OF A TREE.SPIN YOURSELF GIDDY.SING CHRISTMAS CAROLS IN JUNE.RUN DOWN A HILL AS FAST AS YOU CAN.IMAGINE YOURSELF BRAND NEW.SPEND THE DAY IN FANCY DRESS FOR NO REASON.GET MUDDY.WATCH ALL YOUR FAVOURITE FILMS IN ONE SITTING.PAINT A SELF-PORTRAIT WITH YOUR FINGERTIPS.CLIMB INTO CLEAN SHEETS.WATCH LOVERS OBLIVIOUS TO ANYTHING BUT EACH OTHER.SIT ON A BEACH IN THE SNOW.WATCH A BUTTERFLY EMERGE.PRETEND TO BE INVISIBLE.BELIEVE IN THE VALIDITY OF YOUR OPINIONS.SHARE YOUR SMILES.CHASE RAINBOWS.

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BOYCOTT COCA-COLA

MARK THOMAS ON COCA-COLA-DISTURBING WORLDWIDE EVIDENCE!



I watched a disturbing documentary about the corruption within the ranks of this huge coorporation the other night, will post a link as soon as it reappears online, I knew they were corrupt but sheesh!!!



BOYCOTT COCA-COLA AND ALL IT'S COMPANIES, OWNED AND USED UNDER-LICENSE!!





Click link for a list of all affiliates of this lying corporation!!

http://www.thecocacolacompany.com/b...brandlist.html

People often think that their own acts would never be enough to, bring down a massive corporation....But by enough people boycotting these companies, surely questions would be raised...who knows?

"We the people have the power to take coke's stock down to zero. And we the people are the shepherd of the global economy, not the corporations. We don't want corporations being our shepherd for obvious reasons; they're not in the humanity business. At the moment, the corporations seem to think that they can do anything they want with impunity; this is a very unhealthy situation as I see it because the these corporations are extremely narrow in their focus and tend to destroy things like the environment without thinking twice about it... Is coke OK, is coke not OK? This is not the question. The question is, are we going to stand and start pushing back and reasserting ourselves as the rightful architects of our destiny in this globalized world are we going to let narrowly focused, non-accountable, dubious product-pushing monopolists undermine our freedoms? Coke is vulnerable, let's take it down and reassert our dominion in this world." Max Keiser

More info regarding the atrocities...all in the name of a soft drink!!

http://www.corporatecampaign.org/killer-coke/who.htm

More info regarding the impact on the environment!!

http://www.waronwant.org/downloads/cocacola.pdf

Please take time to read some of the information at the links, believe me it will open your eyes!!! Next time someone offers you a coke, politely decline and give your reasons

VIVA LA REVOLUTION

MY FRIEND KET

What follows simply encompasses the tail~end of a very messy weekend...A sunday afternoon, about 4 years ago, a select gathering at a house, somewhere near here...an after~party that I was very privileged to attend.

Let me set the scene;The Dj's played on...psychedelic trance pulsated throughout the house, pumped out of a 2K rig (Believe me, that's more than enough for a house pary) Slowing things down a touch...(bear in mind we'd all been awake and partying hard since we woke on Friday morning!!)The UV backdrops brought home from the gig (2am~Saturday Morning~Squat party~The Pleasure Rooms on the Tottenham Court Road) Transformed the rooms, with their ambient glow.Long~time loved ones, old friends and new and complete strangers filled the house, lazy smiles and toe~tapping and chatting codshite to anyone that would listen. putting the world to rights, formulating ideas that would end world hunger and cures for cancer...if only someone had remembered to write it all down.....ho hum...ain't that always the way?

Then..............Somebody, mentioning no names, but needless to say in our clique, it's definitely a case of share and share alike, whoever's holding always shares.....it's all swings and roundabouts...you know how it is huh? Anyhoo, someone produces a copious amount of Ketamine, a firm favourite for the tail~end of a tres messy weekendI think the cocktail I myself had ingested over the past 2 days had been, MDMA (can't do this now..makes me puke like a mo~fo just thinking about it, and E's...bleugh!! Shame coz I loved 'em, was there 'back in the day', furry boots, smiley t's, glow sticks, and the gurn of the undead *cringe*, where was I? Oh yes, run down of my meds that weekend, so it was MDMA, some beautiful liquid acid...mmmmmm...some speed for the lift (I was getting on...even then!!) quite a few nitrous balloons, and obviously a smoke for those few and far between occasions of sitting awhile......and when I tell you few and far between, believe!!

I am a dancer, not a pretentious wanker 'look at me' dancer, a true...lost in music...full-on fucking dancer....who on the very rare occasions (I am soooo laid back, and probably one of the most tolerant people you'll ever meet) I have to 'lose it' with stupid bitches, who think it's ok to stand in the middle of the dance floor texting, or snogging their nearest girlfriend for affect, or just standing there looking pretty in their LBDs and high heels (which you know they regretted as soon as they left the house!!) GET OUT THE FUCKING WAY!!!!!! And these are the girls that end up giving me attiude...I ask you....sheesh!!! I don't bother trowelling on the slap, and always wear a comfy shoe...always!! Done my time dancing in heels and coming home with bleeding feet. It's pointless prettying myself up, coz I was never NEVER there to pull, I was there for the music.

I am very lucky to have in my life a couple of DJ's that play sublimely...so much so, I want to kneel down and touch myself inappropriately, I shit you not. I dont... I have some level of decorum...honestly!!!

Anyhoo, I digress once more.....Within the hour, all that partook was well and truly down the rabbit hole, lingering on the edge of the K-hole, or sleeping the sleep of the partied out.I got to thinking....I will mostly be spending the next couple of hours developing and idea I had.I dabble, or rather I did dabble in all things creative, drawing, painting, collaging, writing etc etc etc Have less time to indulge myself with such things now, 3 kids, a fantabulous husband and a full~on career as catering manager for a school kitchen, I'm not bitter, I still do bits and pieces, but the creative juices do not flow so freely.

PROCRASTINATION:noun 1. the act of procrastinating; putting off or delaying or defering an action to a later time 2. slowness as a consequence of not getting around to it

Sound familiar?

Anyhoo, my idea, a piece of word art, which incidently is still sitting in my sketch book as a half~finished half~thought...however, I thought the only way to encompass this.........where we were............ what we were feeling.............. was through words. So, I went to each and every comrade, battling through the last few hours of a weekend that will stay in our memories for all time (yes, it was that good!!) and asked them for just one or two words that described what they were feeling.......

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What follows is not prose, not some pretentious poetry, but simply the words that encompassed the feelings of the hard~core faithful. It still stuns me that so many emotions, thoughts and feelings could be induced through drug~ingestion and sleep~deprivation..

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MY FRIEND KET-BY TAM B AND A SELECT FEW

TWISTED-MANGLED-MAULED-RUINED-RAVAGED-HORNY-DEVIANT-KOOKY-KINKY-DESTROYED-DEMENTED-DERANGED-USED-UGLY-PERVERSED-DIVERSE-REVERSED-IDIOSYNCRATIC-DISPIRITED-HEARTSICK-STRANGLED-BROKEN-BIZZARE-BEWITCHED-CONFUSED-BEGUILED-DETATCHED-ECSTATIC-ABNORMAL-CONTRARY-DISOBEDIENT-QUERULOUS-SATANIC-WICKED-PARODICAL-PROFANE-CORRUPTED-WARPED-RAPTUROUS-BOMBASTIC (god, I love that word!)-DEJECTED-FLAWED-ENLIGHENED-INTOXICATED-EXHIBITIONISTIC-WAYLAYED-TANGEZIZED-DISGUSTED-DISSOLVED-EFFERVESCENT-STIMULATED-HUMILIATED-HELPLESS-WISTFUL-WASTEFUL-IRKSOME-PROVOCATIVE-COLD~BLOODED-SEXUAL-MASOCHISTIC-INVISIBLE-MASQUERADER-NAUGHTY-SPITEFUL-INSANE-SURREAL-CRUEL-ALIVE-WEIRD-STRANGE-SICK-TWISTED-GODLESS EVIL STUFF..........and I want in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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LOSING THE WILL TO LIVE....

LOSING THE WILL TO LIVE

BY TAM B

.................tis a nightmare I tell thee!!
And still it rains.
I've reached the point of no return.
No matter how loud I play my music I can still hear them.
How small that ball is I curl into under the stairs, they still find me.
I leave them food out in the hope that they will feast and leave me in peace....but to no avail.
I watch them sometimes, in the hope to learn of their ways, and maybe....maybe learn how to live alongside them, I'm sure it's possible...I just haven't found the way yet.
It's quiet at night, they retreat to their lairs and dream dreams of war.
And still it rains.
I love them
I would lay my life down for them
But the incessant ranting,
demanding,
warring.
Enough now!
15 days...15 days and they will leave me.
Peace restored once more.
God I hate the fucking summer holidays!!!!

EARTH:HELL IN A HANDBASKET!

I am an avid recycler and do all that I can to diminish mine and my family's carbon footprint.
FACINATING FACT: Did you know that during 2006 we, the Brits, exported 20 tonnes of mineral water to Australia, and they in turn exported to us 21Tonnes...WTF is that all about? It's water FFS...think of the carbon footprint left behind by transporting water all over the world,all those that can't or rather wont drink tap water...if it bothers you that much, then filter it!!
IF YOU ARE NOT PART OF THE SOLUTION THEN YOU ARE THE CAUSE OF THE PROBLEM!!!!
Think about it people, by actually looking at what you buy in the supermarkets, meat, fruit and veg for example...and choosing to put back those Granny Smiths from South Africa, and buying locally grown apples instead, this is your one small part in making this world a little greener, your one small part in maybe, one day when enough of us have done our own small part, making the supermarkets rethink their purchasing guidelines...After all it's pointless buying in from abroad, when people are favouring locally produced, fresher produce, and in turn diminishing the need for it to be hauled half-way round the world, thus, causing even more pollution.
Next time you do a 'big' shop, go through it all and note where it all has travelled from. Is there really any need to buy anything that has had to travel any more than 20 miles to get to you? Really?
Also, the 'Bags for Life' you can buy. they fold away to nothing in a handbag pocket or glove box. These are strong carrier bags that can be reused time and time again, and when they break you can take them back to the shop to have them replaced and recycled..free of charge. Or is it you just don't want to be seen with say a Tescos bag instead of a Jane Norman one?...remember it's not just for groceries, with one of these on your hip you can refuse bags wherever you shop, and in by doing so, you may make just one other person question their own carrier bag consumption...see, it's all dolly steps, but every little helps! Getting back to your last 'big' shop, how many carriers did you use? How many more did you add to the many already building up under your sink, ready for re-use? How many times will you re-use them...seriously? Once if they are lucky, if not the inevitable periodical culling, bags within bags, heading straight for landfill...Shame on you!!!
There's another saying I would like to share with you:
"We did not inherit the Earth...we are merely borrowing it from our children"
I, in my own small way, have contributed to a better future, by raising 3 ecology aware children, children who will tell me off for inadvertantly buying goods with non-recyclable packaging!! Who bring their friends lunch rubbish home, so we can recycle it for them! Recycling and being environmentally aware is a way of life to them,living a greener lifestyle will be path of the course for them, so, when they leave home, I know that at least 3 other households are doing their own bit, to save this our beautiful Planet.
By the way Sainsburys is the absolute worse for knocking out goods not in recyclable packaging...oh, and the little note stating that
'Because we care about the environment so much, we're working on it'
BULLSHIT, BULLSHIT, BULLSHIT!!!They are working to government guidlines that all packaged goods should come in recyclable packaging by the year 2012 or so!!
No deed is too small when it comes to this issue....make 2008 the year you become more ecologically aware, and in turn educating others...BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!
Right..rant over, for now!!