Many thanks to Beparvah for the consideration of this award, and for nominating me. I am thrilled, to say the least.
Firstly I’d like to mention how much I have enjoyed reading his posts, which contain various layers of meaning that capture a deep mental, and emotional anguish. In particular, they give expression to, with ease, the intensity that had created them; and, which is the depth that drew me in. His work has a quality that takes you into the various and unbound recesses of a deeper interior; in its state of loss; and in the experience of gain; and in the hope found; which are balanced between despairing moments of darkness, contrasted with essential illuminations that Beparvah distinctly portrays in his narrative. Continue reading “I am Nominated for The Leibster Award: discovering bloggers.”→
A Brief Insight: Effective Listening, and Advising.
I suggest you listen when I’m speaking – Just kidding! :-}! [echoing wooknight’s on Moby Dick]
I’ve noticed that some listeners are generally oblivious of the role that designates their position, acting advisers, instead. They, some how, suddenly transform into purveyors of knowledge – and you’re their specialty, knowing all about You becomes their business, in the shifting process of their role, from listener to adviser. They provide a wealth of knowledge, alongside advising how to best address what they’ve conceived as your problems?
But the unwillingness to be, if one dares to communicate it, the subject of their inherently fraught and fantastical debate, they would most certainly bring you to heel!J)?! And I mean a super sexy fatal nail-like stilettoe thrashing, aiming at possible vulnerabilities that you would want to dodge.
The listeners, whether or not they realise their boundaries, either way, seemingly doesn’t matter. What does, is the misconstrued view that they should speak at all when not required, is telling!
The Notification: (read out), “update in progress“.
Circumstances Surrounding the Facts:
Time of Crime: 12:am. At the strike of mid-night.
The update was imposed, without providing the victim, namely Ms Lily Von Valley, with an option. She noticed when attempting to switch off the computer that the update was taking place . A great length of time had passed, some three hours, approx’, and it was still in ‘progress’ – The victim fell asleep,without meaning to. After an hour she woke up; realizing that her dear lap top had died, a slow and excruciating death. It never opened or flashed its little green, and orange eyes ever since they closed. Or, even bleeped, or beeped. .
Does this not constitute an act of murder, and should MicroSoft Software take responsibly, for that act?
How do you Plead Mr Microsoft Software?
Not Guilty. Your Honour
Verdict of the Jury: Guilty.
Mr MicroSoft Software, you have been convicted of an electrifying crime. You , knowingly, and without regard towards. either, Ms Lily Von Valley, or her Laptop, did impose upon the two Windows’s 10 update software, which was the direct cause of death.
You have acted recklessly, and negligently.
And trespassed the property of another; and enforced software without due diligence of the boundaries.
I therefore sentence you, to:
1) replace Ms Lily Von Valley’s lifeless PC with another living PC, in less than 24hrs. In the choice of her colour.
2) provide a service to Ms Lily Von Valley whereby you attend her property (and none of this remote business!), as and when she calls, to remedy future viruses, or else that might infect the new PC –
Hamlet’s Madness continues to be discussed. The question, as always, is he really insane?
Either way, I’m adding nothing new to an old debate, but just including some of, if not the most fundamental, triggers that contributed to his‘supposed’ madness – and why not, since it is a day to remember The Bard, and his, if not ‘the’, most famous prince, in the globe..
The triggers are linked to a succession of events:
1. The death of his father 2. Seeing the ghost of his father 3. His Uncle’s move to the Throne 4. The ‘hasty’ Marriage of his Mother to his Uncle
I couldn’t believe that her version of events had actually happened – but then again, they were illegally sub-letting: so, it was highly probable, but the absence of the council’s telephone number, was blatantly implausible, and against the practice of any local council in the UK.
Oh gosh, what am I supposed to do?….my flat in London is empty….No I don’t want them back there again…but what can I do?
She induced the conflict, and it must have been evident. As part conspirator, she could see that her tactics were working, breaking down solid to powder. For the moral decision I had to make was no small matter. But, for them, it was one of victory, and an attainment of their goal, spurred on initially by him, her husband, whose tool she had become to use as means to reach it – a puppeteer and a willing puppet, and he who was juggling his precarious livelihood from behind the scene operating the whole event from obscurity, as if one wouldn’t know, the opportunist he was. Only that, I had already been marked as target and, presently, the chase was moving to its climax. and I should state for the record, that she was no victim! Continue reading “Encountering Deceivers PartI:SsII”→
The Medina in Asilah comes alive with arts, world music and diverse cultural events that Morocco brings and yokes together in the height of the summer season.
Asilah Arts Festival is an international creative narrative, it is the effort of Morocco’s Cultural Inclusion Dialogue Strategy hosted annually and typically in colourful and memorable fetes, throughout the country. Of which, Asilah is itself a piece of art, a picturesque historic pretty little coastal town, nestled in the Southern Eastern Atlantic shores, province of Tangier.
Paintings, murals, poetry, music (Andaluse, Ghanewa, performance art, folklore) and other activities including Henna Art, Crafts, Oratory are all a part of the many creative exchanges and points of connectivity. Linking the member countries via this exciting, on-going artistic discourse that is relayed in the spirit of art and festivity. Blending diversity in the exchange of cultural vibrancy, hosting artists from abroad, while sending theirs to across.
Occurring in the height of the summer season, amidst the tourism months and heaving crowds, in a time that native Moroccans return home for their summer break, adding more hues to this special and festive time.
Aesthetic vs Science;
The mural above, Nudity vs Concealment (2008) adorned one of the Medina walls, its duality, anatomy/nudity, I found exceptional in the way it dealt with the human form in a scientific narrative forming its backdrop. Its about anatomy (or/and nudity?); what I loved about it the most was its simplicity and how it communicated with the viewers Science via Aesthetics or vice versa – offending no one considering the nudity pinned on a backdrop of potential Moroccan conservatism.
The artist placed the subject matter in a medical discourse, which left no room for any perverse objections from a few who might have had wished to warp it in wanton morality – Depicting just how Art can obliterates and borders and moral boundaries. soothing extremity and potentially corrosive ideology.
Serving a powerful and collective medium, art is a far-reaching force with an aspect that is ever-changing and transforming spaces. In Morocco, it is an exchange brimmed with cultural variance and wealth, conflating on the Atlantic shores of an otherwise seemingly sleepy town, Asilah; with its golden beaches, a historic Medina and Murals adorning it, delighting residents and the visitors from around the globe visiting in the summer months.
Nudity vs Concealment
My photo, Nudity vs concealment is a composition including a man with his young son, sitting down on the left wearing a full length long gown, Andora, contrasted against three figures of Nudity in the background. I named it Nudity vs Concealment. Photo by Lily Von Valley Asilah Art Festival 2008.
A video of the Medeina Art 2017 posted by Moustacho.com https://www.facebook.com/moroccanserectingbridgesnotwalls/