almos imbolc, almost time...

Time.
That bizarre concept in which we monitor the outside world, our internal thoughts and our personal and world-based expereinces. We cannot step into the same rive twice - the more we repeat Herolietus, the more we believe it. Because, even if we were able to step into the same river at the same time (with some metho of time travel) there'd be someone in the way. Ourselves. At that moment in time. And if we are to posit multiple universes, then it is not the same river we are steping into but multiple world 2's river etc.
So, hero old chap, you're right? Unless I'm applying logic and sense to impossibilities and herefore instantly limiting myself. after al, there is the world of the immateria, the imagination...

Einstein claimed that imagination is much more important stuff than knowledge. He also said that God does not play dice with the universe and that most of the stuff he did was for fun.
It's now 4.0 by the electronic version of a timepiece in the bottom righthand screen of my monitor. (that infers that it is eleven minutes past the fourth hour in the morning of the 31st january 2008 a.d. and that the time i have spent wrting this has passed... past...)

Torchwood episode from last night just watched, hence the musiings on time. Up early due to going to bed for a 'np' and sleeping unil 10pm, getting up briefly then continuing my journey into neverland/hy basil/land of nod etc...

Buddhist witha blue spiral will...
...nepal...

Something someone said - means anything to any readers out there?

Anyhow, I'm going to continue my musings into the night, reflect upon stuff and then, most likely, go for a walk.
4.14 - do you know where your time is?

having your chance...

saturday morning = rest, lie in, not work.
so, how come i'm up at half seven, feling awake and wondering about what to do today? feeling active and therefore deciding to 'do' something today, even if only go for a walk.
sigh
right - time to clear room, clear head, do washing, but food organise and arrange things better

spoke to the guy-i-finished-the-relationship-with-to-go-travelling last night. Broached the subject gently but i a half-joking manner. He looked so well, and his eyes made me melt. I couldn't help staring at him while he was eating. But, there we go. had the relationship. chose to end it. now have to face that consequence.
[and before anyone comments on how i've been a tar with loads of other people while off travelling - i am not unaware of this fact. indeed, all too aware.
Would i turn back clcock and continue... don't know. but i do know is that i will always care for him, despite him thinking i was just staring at him because he didn't eat the food his mumhad prepared but instead had brought with him a tesco's readymeal...

looks like it will be a nice day. been offered to go to a mate of mine in northampton area - have declined - i don't need extra mind stuff right now - emotional i mean - and that will just add to it - he's a grt guy but want to get things cleared with mr. Bow first...

oh what a tangled web...

Laters

arabic, hebrew, persian - having trouble with english!

yeah - english teacher suffering from the inability to speak, teach or communicate in native language - oh joy - world ocming to end or just a sign i need sleep.

WEll today was pay day - got paid, properly - nagged at agency - they sorted things out. all good
now just got to sort everything else ou - still looking for that goal - so if anyoe's got one spare that might fit?

ope all well - i'm kackered so sleepybyes nw. night

rediscovered muffins and finishing wine

9pm and all is well.
back to work after a nice relaxing weekend. CAroline visited [hello!] and we went o the british museum which she had never been to before [gasp!]
we looked at things, listened to a talk about early medieval europe , galnced at lewis chesspieces and then returned to lewisham.
we talked and watched films 1 and 2
attempted 3 but didn't have stamina
then headed our separate ways and i looked at greenwich some more. took some more pics and got ready for today
monday
day of moon - full moon as well or almost [haven't checked yet!]
school went well, but last lesson was a reminder of how teaching a non specialist subject to kids at the end of the day isn't such a great fun thing to do.
trying now to arrange to meet up with tariq - great guy - and sort out balances and things

hope you're well reader...

ooh - yeah, almost forgot - if you're reading this then you probably know of my love for comics. alan moore signing 2nd feb 2008 in london - anyone wanna join in the fun?? 2pm

a new day...

no brave new world, same stuff BUT today, first class, who last lesson were, well, (expletive inserted) to be frank, were, today... good.
not excellent model pupils, but good. fun. interested.
goodness bless the IT technician who fixed the laptop, the inventor of Friends and all deities watching down on me who gave those annyoing kids report cards who, for once, wanted to learn (threats and bribery - the cornerstones of education [was going to type corruption - interesting freudian thought there...]

ok - back to work - marking now...

anger

i will not be angry today - it wastes energy...

I tried. but with some of the pupils that are in today#'s educayion systenm, purposefully pressing all the buttons, swearing in your face, pushing past you intently. Why dio i stay here? the money? the prospect of doing good? i've been ehre, i'm on the same wheel - yet i returned to the uk with the offer of this job being something more, something better, i've been offered the 2ix role in return for? harder work - becomin (as another teacher put it) climatised to the crap we get given from the pupils?
it is not worth it.
feeling like this - that you want to hurt someone - usnure of who though - partly the pupil for getting you here, patrrtly the management structure fpor allwoing these pupils to be in your class, partly the government for letting society plunder into these depths, partly myself for allowing the children to get here...

sigh

how much do yuo have to give until you get back in return? i give and get back pieces of paper that have values to other epopel? a thank you. an appreciation? a parent or pupil giving thanks - rare - ahs happenned - but unsure whetehr it was worht it still...

many typos - not caring - will edit another life time - too mad and bitter right now to care.,

i bring you fire...

so from naked yoga sessions being offered to reading promethea by alan moore, i yearn for fire. inspiration. ambition. a goal

a mutable sagittarius, looking for a target to aim my bow and arrow. an archer sans aim. ship without anchor...
[poet without overuse of cliche?!]

anyhoo, here. waiting for agency to sort things out - they're gona lend me money again so accessable, but nt ideal - how to sort thigns - unknown but wil be doable.
right - onwards and upwards
back to book (and hopefully watching torchwood tonight as well - first episode...)