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Guten morgen, perhaps

by wensum24 @ 31/01/2008 - 10:05:52

Some desire is necessary to keep life in motion.

~Samuel Johnson

Hello everyone,

I'm awake to the roaring sound of the wind howling outside within the eddy of hospital buildings. What an ironic name...

Yesterday I had some scans for my spinal cord and neck, and some physio, traction, and then treatments and injections. I felt euphoria for an hour or so, then deep depression. Being filled up with harder drugs is not a good path to take, but I realise it may be the only one. (I now reterm it, mediSIN.)

The scan revealed some rather disconcerting news; I will need yet another major spinal operation on February 12th. :(
I'm just not ready for this, how can it be? Am I still unconscious? This just cannot be happening to me.
It is a surprise at how soon it is, because usually they 'offer' surgery several months hence, but not this time.

So that means I'll have to find some more resolve in just two weeks.

It's got to be better than this, surely....surely...

Have a lovely day,
Ed
xx

The unexamined life is not worth living.

~Socrates


 
 

still

by wensum24 @ 30/01/2008 - 20:51:01

Still I see (Nothing)

Twilight, and another pall of darkness descends
beneath the revered Oak's bough I await life's threads
a calling, of spine chilling wintry frequence
am I lost? Yes, most definitely a numbing maelstrom
I care not for the grey area of this malignant outcome
for the heart reels again and again in the hours of absence

thirteen minutes past six and still nothing's flown
this junction of a heavily congested emotional zone
no guesses as to why, and no key for hope to imply
memories remain on the bench, now the game's nearly over
ninety minutes have flown by, without extra-time for the younger-
half of me, unto the tournament of life instigating reasons why

working on the basis of memory, is that hope enough?
life and death are twins of our very being which we cannot rebuff
continually looking into our subconsciousness and daily torsion
no positive way to turn when the pull of loss is so intense
falling to four or five degrees with no more warmth left to dispense
it's now dark, calm, heartbeats fade through an unknown curtain

a sequacious passing surprisingly benign as if nothing's happened
where on earth am I? nature's healing talent has deadened
picturesque souvenirs, ethereal tints, a paraph unseen
the human touch raised with motherly tenderness
without which life becomes a skyward finial so aimless
what I now 'see' is a moment of icy stillness unforeseen.

by wensum24
©2008wensum24

Money is, money was

by wensum24 @ 30/01/2008 - 18:50:49

Because of the crisis in the world today that is
causing people to worry about stocks, bonds, loans,
credit, inflation and the value of money several of my
close internet friends (and a few of my everyday
friends here) have been talking to me about their own
financial situation. A few are asking for advice.

Contemplating all of this I realized very few
understand any of this at all. So, here, as short as
I can make it, off the top of my head, are some
answers, and, some good advice.

LESSON ONE

For thousands of years as a human culture would
develop and a government to oversee that culture would
get established those in power realized that something
would need to be created to act as a symbol of the
effort placed through labor into the production of
"goods", and, that symbol would also need to represent
the value of those goods produced by that labor.

Money is a created thing. From nothing, a ruler says,
this symbol represents your value. Use this symbol to
declare your value is promoted by the ruler.

The rulers would then cause these symbols to be mass
produced. When the rulers bought things or ordered
people to work for them they would "pay" for these
things with these symbols. Thus these symbols would
filter out into the hands of private persons. Those
citizens would use the symbols themselves. Bartering
for labor or for goods was replaced with symbols of
worth.

Rule #1 - Money is just a symbol, and, what gives it
power is the belief by those using the symbols that
they have a firm value.

Rule #2 - When this belief gets stressed out because
of trouble touching the lives of the people within a
given culture these symbols of worth change in value.

Rule #3 - When a society fails so do these symbols
fail. Eventually every monetary system from history
eventually failed and those money symbols became
worthless.

Rule #4 - Eventually the symbols used today as money
by every varied culture on earth will fail and become
worthless.

The question today that needs to be asked by everyone
is this. How do I protect myself from financial
failure? What are the things I can do to help insure
when symbols of worth are in trouble because of events
within my culture that I also will not get into
trouble?

I will try to simplistically explain the truth
everyone needs to know and also reveal an ancient
hidden secret of how someone can easily secure their
economic future. (hint - DO NOT GAMBLE - INVEST IN
SOMETHING THAT IS NOT JUST A SYMBOL)

Scanning the day ahead

by wensum24 @ 30/01/2008 - 09:55:26

Morning dear friends,

I enjoyed the sunlight of yesterday, and the sunbeams coming off kiki's Lisboa blog, as today is truly and utterly...cloudy here.

I've to have a busier day than expected, with a neck scan later this morning, and an in depth look at the 'workings of my spine', so I'm told. This is fine, but I become fearful when doctor's jump from one thing to another like this, as it becomes an avalanche of emotion for little me, the patient.

I keep on having dreams of my childhood in France, with my late Grandfather taking care of me...indeed I now realise in the sobering light of day, that my dream contained all my dearly departed family members, some of whom I still cannot bring myself to admit have 'gone.

Have a lovely day dear friends.

Love,
Ed
xxx

PS: I must give credit to Norwich City's wonderful victory last night, winning 1-0 at Southampton brings to 10 the number of unbeaten games we've had. B)


Home insulation??

by wensum24 @ 29/01/2008 - 15:11:34

A farmer built an entire mock castle behind a screen of hay bales and lived there concealed for four years to evade planning regulations, officials said on Friday -- but it may be torn down anyway.

Robert Fidler hopes to take advantage of a provision of planning law that allows buildings without planning permission to be declared legal if no objections have been made after four years
But Reigate and Banstead Borough Council in Surrey is not impressed.

"It does not count because the property was hidden behind hay bales," said a spokeswoman. "No one knew it was there."

The council wants the building near Redhill some 30 km south of London to be demolished, along with an associated conservatory, marquee structure, wooden bridge, patio, decking and tarmac racecourse.

"It looks like a mock-Tudor house from the front and it's got two turrets at the back," the spokeswoman said. "I understand there is also a cannon."

The couple would have been unlikely to get planning permission as the farm was in "green belt" land where building was restricted, she said. A hearing takes place in February.

Fidler's wife Linda told the Daily Mail newspaper the children grew up looking at straw out of the windows of the house and that they kept their son away from playschool on the day his class were due to do paintings of their houses.

"We couldn't have him drawing a big blue haystack," she said. "People might ask questions."

Planning inspectors had been called to the site by concerned neighbours shortly before Fidler took the hay bales down in summer 2006 but had not seen the house.

"When the inspectors went there, all they saw was hay bales and hay bales on agricultural land are not that unusual," the spokeswoman said.

"I think the neighbours thought there might be something going on but it is difficult to tell, isn't it?"

Absurd phrases and possible answers (to nothing!!)

by wensum24 @ 28/01/2008 - 16:34:33

Being in here, sick, week after week, I get these phrases hurled around time and time again...

This won't take a minute. (The minute hand is a two-ended sword)

I beg your pardon. (If it be royal, then no, you may not!!)

It's certain that it may rain. (It's definitely probable and quite likely that you're just about going to be right.)

I wasn't going to say anything, but... (In my hour of silence, let me say...)

Act your age (But time passes so fast, how can I??)

I told you so (But only when I wasn't around eh??)

I don't wish to change the subject, but... (Is this a question of subject matter??)

Why can't you be more like (---)... (Oh if only >:-(

Is that all you've got to say for yourself? (Unless more magical words have popped-out, yes, that is all.)

I'm hopping mad... (I'm in stitches~~ :P ~~)

Now, I don't know how to tell you this, but... (Oh well, if you don't know how to tell me, then how can I listen?)

Are you sure you've done this before? (Well, now you come to mention it, I'm having second thoughts)

I'm having second thoughts about this. (Are you sure you've done this before??)

Motherly Times

by wensum24 @ 27/01/2008 - 13:16:59

I hear you now, as I had hoped for so long
a hearts enclave seemed but a dream away
until today wakened the spirit in me
a touch of reassurance for memories to play;
a hazy sun's disportment where my hopes lay strong,
motherly nature is my axiology for living everyday

Like soft Anglian winds and broad skies
lasting forever, endlessly playing upon my mind
fields stretch like buntings from emotional bows
here is the last place I ever expected to find
overtly free is the blood with an element of surprise
for you gave me light in our worlds intertwined

'why' need not ask any more questions of truth
for the meaning is imbedded into life and death
both answer to all or nothing, and we between
so what does it take to summon a last breath
only a mother can bestow upon us eternal youth
so when such days shall pass, I wait with bated breath.

© 2008wensum24

What?

by wensum24 @ 27/01/2008 - 11:47:17

Body: A thing of shreds and patches, borrowed unequally from good and bad ancestors and a misfit from the start.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Happy Sunday to you all,

It's sunny, clear, and very mild outside here in Norwich.
While listening to Liverpool's astonishingly abject display against a beautifully spirited Havant & Waterlooville I noticed a 'fall' in my own health too.
Sorry to continually write about my cursed health, but overnight I needed emergency assistance due to the damaged stomach lining and related problems. During the night it felt like a one foot needle was passing through a place that should only pass water, and nearly knocked me out...I was sweating like crazy and in extreme pain, and thankfully help came an hour after the symptoms begun. I'm all tubed up now, being monitored and have no idea where I am, or what it is that happened. The hours after 11pm do not register right now.

Well, I surely wish you a great day, and happy wishes to you all.

Love,
Ed
xx



Linkin Park: "What I've Done"

Take care of your body with steadfast fidelity. The soul must see through these eyes alone, and if they are dim, the whole world is clouded.
- Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Please, please tell me now (Is there something I should know??)

by wensum24 @ 26/01/2008 - 19:02:08

Is there something under the surface that we have missed, or have we not evolved enough to 'unearth' what we always have felt is life 'out there'?

Do you believe there is something, as yet, beyond our comprehension?

I think it is a classic case of the mind 'stretching' itself, when we enter into such thoughts of an area we have never discovered; the universe rather like our own brains, so much apparently there, but as yet unused, unseen, unknown, undiscovered...

astronomers think they've discovered a whole lot of nothing. In the constellation Eridanus, near Orion, some 10 billion light-years from Earth, there appears to be a vast expanse of empty space, completely devoid of matter--no stars, no planets, no black holes, no gases, not even any dark matter. It's almost a billion light-years across, more than sixty times larger than any previously known cosmic void.

The void's discoverers--Lawrence Rudnick of the University of Minnesota, his collaborator Liliya R. Williams, and his graduate student Shea Brown--already knew the region was unusual because cosmic microwave background radiation (ubiquitous faint radio waves left over from the big bang) appears much weaker there than elsewhere in the cosmos. Then the team's analysis of data from the Very Large Array radio telescope in New Mexico eliminated the possibility that the region's microwave signal was being obscured by radio waves from nearby galaxies: there are just too few "radio galaxies" in the vicinity to do the job.

The remaining possibility was empty space, which could also weaken the signal--thanks to the effect of omnipresent dark energy. Rudnick's calculation of the void's colossal size is based on the apparent weakness of the radiation. (Astrophysical Journal)

Broke is broke

by wensum24 @ 26/01/2008 - 15:03:08

Hello friends,

My little phone has been sounding the tune of sales for one week now, without more than an hour's break, I get repeated recorded sales from somewhere or other, the first of which 'stole' a great chunk off my credit. I have got so tired of this type of thing that I don't bother answering anymore, why can't they leave me alone.

WHEN I SAY I'M BROKE...I'M BROKE

A little old lady answered a knock on the door one day, only to be confronted by a well-dressed young man carrying a vacuum cleaner.
" Good morning, " said the young man. "If I could take a couple of minutes of your time, I would like to demonstrate the very latest in high-powered vacuum cleaners."
"Go away!" said the old lady. "I haven't got any money!" and she proceeded to close the door.
Quick as a flash, the young man wedged his foot in the door and pushed it wide open. "Don't be too hasty!" he said. "Not until you have at least seen my demonstration." And with that, he emptied a bucket of horse manure onto her hallway carpet. "If this vacuum cleaner does not remove all traces of this horse manure from your carpet, Madam, I will personally eat the remainder."
The old lady stepped back and said, "Well I hope you've got a damned good appetite, because they cut off my electricity this morning."

Necking the pain

by wensum24 @ 25/01/2008 - 20:12:42

Friday!!
How's it going for you all dear friends, and what plans do you have...do tell? :)

I'm hearing Panjabi MC from across the wards, which is most pleasing actually.

Today I have unearthed something a bit creepy, and very disconcerting indeed. Last autumn, when things were taking an about-turn for the worse, a doctor had requested "urgent treatment" to my neck, which was, and still is, having dreadful problems due to the 4 fractures of the spine. To this day I am unable to turn my head left, and not very far right either, which sounds quite political but isn't!!

Well, this doctor was quite right, of course, but the hospital have failed to listen, or failed to receive the said request, because I never had treatment to the neck. Now, it may have 'set' forever for all I know.

There's no point me crying over spilled calpol now, as I made it out of the comotose state, and what with loosing family members, I've had several reality checks, more than enough to make me appreciate even being able to type, let alone laugh, eat, or breathe.

My father gave me a lovely illustrated copy of Kilvert's Diary, filled with paintings of old England, and many nature paintings as well...what a joy this is for me right here, right now. Just a book...but it not only opened from the cover onwards, it opened my eyes, and unlocked another door that must have waited until becoming rusted and swollen...however, despite the creaking, it duly opened for me, and something brighter has appeared, in a warmly hue...and I am hoping to learn from it.

Take care, and enjoy your weekend everyone.

Love,
Ed
xx

PS: Just as I sign off, I have heard from some other source, "The Archers" theme blowing memorially across the wards. ;)

24 weather forecasting 'facts'

by wensum24 @ 25/01/2008 - 10:01:24

As it's Burns Night, I am reminded of a well-loved-but-not-always-right weather forecaster from the north, Ian McCaskill*...and so, to continue the weather theme, here are 24 weather forecasting facts;

1. If there's a 50-50 chance that a forecast will go wrong, 9 times out of 10 it will.

2. No matter how the forecast turns out - there's always another forecaster who "knew it would"

3. The forecaster who "knew it would happen that way", never told anyone else about it before hand.

4. The unwritten forecast is always the one that verifies best.

5. No two weather patterns are alike, although someone will remember one just like this that occurred back in '84.

6. Prog charts are like clocks:
...if you only have one, you always know exactly what time it is.
...if you have more than one - you're never sure.

7. Time savers don't.
Work savers won't.
Short cuts aren't.

8. A storm will develop only after it has been forecasted for several Days... then not mentioned.

9. Heavy snow will generally end once a winter storm warning has been issued.

10. Rules of thumb work best on someone else's shift.

11. You never notice the "glitch" in the forecast wording until after you've pressed the enter button.

12. No matter how far in advance you forecast a significant storm, the media will always call it unexpected.

13. When in doubt:
...mumble a lot
...talk with food in your mouth
...change the DTG and reissue

14. Additional newly found data will always screw up a good analysis.

15. Always pass the buck to the shift that you just relieved (or to the Hub).

16. I don't care what guidance says - I always make up my forecast while I'm driving to work.

17. Total confusion frequently results in outstanding performance.

18. Murphy's law: the disk you needed more data from... you just erased.

19. If you get a "gut feeling" about a forecast - its probably heartburn.

20. When writing a forecast discussion make it so long that no one will bother to read it.

21. Never say "NEVER"

22. If everything in the office worked as well as the fridge and microwave, this would be a great place to work!

23. Bribing the observer will only be tolerated from just before, until just after verification times.

24. Remember - all extended forecasts fall into the realm of make believe stuff.

*Ex-RAF meteorologist Ian McCaskill was TV's cuddliest little Scotsman. His lilting Glasgow accent and enthusiasm as he bounced about in front of the blue screen made everyone feel in a sunny mood, no matter what the forecast. McCaskill's receding hairline, thick-rimmed glasses and bushy eyebrows made him ripe for parody, from Rory Bremner to Spitting Image, but he was affectionally regarded by everyone and his retirement in 1998 marked a great loss to BBC's weather team.

The Science of well-weathered innuendo undefined.

by wensum24 @ 24/01/2008 - 20:17:37

A lesson in factual meteorological terms, and not to be assumed otherwise. ;)

22. Virga (tails of water, drops or ice coming from a cloud)

21. Hoarfrost

20. Steam Fog

19. Heat Wave

18. Wedge

17. Overshooting Top

16. Warm Push

15. Barber Pole

14. Rotating Head

13. Choking Downdraft

12. Mammatus Clouds

11. Vertically Erect System

10. Orogenous Zone

9. Haboob

8. Rear-end Inflow

7. Bulging Top

6. Moist Tongue

5. Suction Vortices

4. Dry Slot

3. Wet Bulb

2. Panhandle Hooker

1. Beaver Tail

Is it my imagination, or have I finally found something worth living for?

by wensum24 @ 24/01/2008 - 15:30:01

I have never smoked an entire cigarette in my life, and probably puffed on about three or four maximum. Both my parents smoked when I was a child, and at times, quite heavily. It had no effect on me really, as I simply wasn't at all interested in smoking.

When a teenager at school, and after, all my friends smoked, which was never a problem, I was the only one who didn't...my friends knew it, I knew it, end of story.
My grandparents smoked too, as did all my uncles, cousins etc.
My first job was in a small working office, measuring only 16x20, and three of my colleagues smoked whilst working in a paper office, up until 1990, causing the ceiling to almost disappear due to the haze...I never cared particularly, and nor would I change it if I could go back.

So, as a complete non-smoker, I have tremendous sympathy for those that do, who are being hounded out of society as if there is no tomorrow. While people are being murdered on a daily basis in Britain, the PC police are spending hours upon hours a day working for the common "good" to stamp out smoking, even after dark, in people's own back yards.
This, I feel is disgraceful. Can't our bloody governments wake up and see the reality of fear in our society...cigarettes are not going to kill us as quickly as a druggy with a knife and no remorse.
When the minister whose job it is to tackle crime publically admits that she is frightened to go outside, we know we've got problems.

We must fight to defend out liberties, before faceless, nameless political leaders with sickly edicts steal all from us.
We MUST speak out and speak up!!!!

The following article caught my eye, because I think there is a deep moral to be found, as France is a country I know very well indeed.

France has banned it's Frenchness

The reams of news stories on the new French ban on smoking in cafes, restaurants and night spots have invariably focused on the aura of glamour those little death sticks once conveyed. In newspapers around the globe, nostalgic descriptions of the likes of Coco Chanel or Albert Camus taking a luxurious drag on a cigarette have been, um, de rigueur.

But to focus on the diminished allure of the cigarette is to miss the significance of the French banning the most cinematic of sins. No, it's not that the French gave the cigarette -- the "little cigar" -- its name or that the plant's active ingredient was named after Jean Nicot, the diplomat who introduced tobacco to the royal court of France in 1559. Rather, it's the role the French have played in the world's imagination.

Just as California, which imposed the first public smoking ban in 1994, has long been a symbol of clean living, France -- land of wine, women and rich food -- has been the global model of elegant indulgence and well-choreographed excess.

Particularly to the guilty, austere American mind, France has served as a sophisticated and less uptight oasis in a way that other more illicit and gritty getaways -- think Tijuana or New Orleans -- could not. It is the French who have given us terms for the things we lust after but rarely indulge in -- like femmes fatales or ménages à trois. They have been the baroque to our utilitarian sensibility. And by example, they have given us the sense that there is more to life than work, and that some "sins," ritualized and accepted, may protect us against even more destructive cycles of self-denial and excess.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not defending the glories of smoking. I have never smoked a cigarette in my life. I even agree wholeheartedly with smoking bans in workplaces and restaurants. But I do find it absurd when smoking is banned in nocturnal haunts where adults commonly repair to imbibe known-to-be toxic beverages and otherwise indulge in (lightly) supervised, socially acceptable self-abuse.

That old font of American wisdom, Ben Franklin, once said that "sin is not hurtful because it is forbidden, but it is forbidden because it is hurtful." In the U.S., contemporary public health specialists and moralists don't employ the word of God to stamp out sin, but they do rally around the notion of the common good. They single out particular evils that they believe deserve to be suppressed at all costs. Think temperance and prohibition.

The French, on the other hand, with their traditional and vaunted tolerance of sensual indulgence, seemed to have known all along that such attempts to suppress hurtful things can itself be, well, unhealthy. In France, children as young as 5 may be allowed to sip wine at dinner, and so become acquainted with alcohol as an accompaniment to food. That may account for the fact that French kids aren't often caught binge drinking as kids are in Britain and the U.S., countries that have traditionally harbored puritanical attitudes toward drink. As our experiment in prohibition proved, we know only too well how draconian moral legislation can provoke behavioral backlash.

For the record, I think all those romantic images of Jean-Paul Belmondo wreathed in cigarette smoke are old and tired. As far as I'm concerned, the French government should encourage its citizens to quit smoking. And I'm all for any government putting reasonable limits on public access to smoke and drink, particularly when children are concerned.

But when France begins to over-legislate adult personal behavior aux americains, it may be denying its own brand of wisdom: We all need to be a little bad once in awhile. The smoking ban in France suggests that the French have forgotten the sage words of one of its greatest smokers: "If I satiate my desires, I sin but I deliver myself from them," wrote Jean-Paul Sartre. "If I refuse to satisfy them, they infect the whole soul."

Watch out Britain! Next it will be drinkers, with PM Brown's increased taxes on alcohol, to 'protect our health' of course!

Time...

by wensum24 @ 23/01/2008 - 19:24:07

Time,
it passes so fast,
if...
you could fast forward
or rewind,
which would you do?

Would you wish to move ahead to reach your goal, or return to a past time, to rewrite something, or attend to an 'unfinished sentence'?

Which would you choose to do?

Economies and generations

by wensum24 @ 23/01/2008 - 16:27:01

The news aint good, and after hearing the economic forecasts, I read this (below), which made me think of how nervy everyone's going to be in the coming months...a food for thought article;

This current economic bad news is the beginning of a
roller coaster like decline. There may be gains along
the way, but, not enough. The slope is downhill. The
world markets are in real trouble. If the US dollar
suffers a major devaluation in the year 2008 it will
ripple across the world.

For decades the modern expansion of societies has been
built on credit. Modern roads, airports, military
expansion by big countries has been done on credit.
The real trouble started when international banking
worked hard to get the common man deeply into debt
also it created a ticking time bomb.

The last 30 years has seen a wave of public
consumerism purchasing a standard of living based upon
debt. Houses, cars, electronics, extravagant
vacations, air travel, etc. Huge loans on homes.
Credit card debt. Now people are using credit cards
in grocery stores and gas stations.

Common "middle class" people have developed a standard
of living that when I was a child only the very very
rich could attain to. This living standard expansion
both by private citizens and the upgrading of
government services built around this debt has been so
foolish.

The tipping point has been reached. Today on earth
people and governments owe more money in paper debt
than all the cash money combined that exists in all
the banks on earth. (this is a fact)

The value of paper money is based only on faith.
Where does paper money come from? How does it get
into the vaults of banks? What determines it's worth
in buying power? It is an artificial system.

For thousands of years wealth was backed by diamonds,
gold, silver etc. Something that could not be
artificially created by mans hand was true wealth.
Over the last hundred years since governments realized
they could just print money this coming disaster began
to be put into place.

In history when one country collapsed and it's money
became worthless the damage was confined to one
region, one set of local banks, one culture.

Now, the whole earth is tied together in this modern
world. Banking is international. Business
development is international. Borrowing for expansion
is international. Debt is everywhere. You see
teenagers carrying credit cards.

A bad economic collapse is no longer regional. Now it
can sweep across the planet effecting all people in a
matter of hours.

The price for the worlds high standard of living is
coming due and people do not have the ACTUAL wealth to
pay the bill. Failure to pay on loans is sweeping
across the planet. This will cause the artificial
paper money to be unwanted. It's buying power is
based upon peoples faith in it. If powerful note
holders do not get paid it stops the availability of
credit. Without credit the daily interaction of
commerce in the modern world can shrink to almost
nothing in a matter of days.

Imagine if the oil producing countries suddenly said,
"pay us with real precious items like gold and
silver", what would happen?

I hope this brief explanation helps you understand why
we are all in trouble.

Soon a handful of truly wealthy people, those with no
debt and they own in hand diamonds, platinum, gold and
silver etc, they will be able to buy things for
"pennies on the dollar" buying when paper money
collapses.

Slowly over hundreds of years the planet has developed
small groups of people who own the real wealth. This
next collapse will allow them to become extremely wealthy. Their storehouses of gold and silver will go
up in value so dramatically that they will be like
SUPER KINGS of the earth.

Before the coming total collapse happens anyone who
can get out of debt, sell off stocks and bonds and
convert to real storage of precious metal will set up
the ability to survive economically.

A worldwide economic depression is on the near
horizon.

I recommend going into internet searches and read
articles about "economic depression" and the real
value of gold and silver. Study the 1928-29 economic
collapse and what followed in societies across the
planet including America.

Ups and downs of Premier league health...

by wensum24 @ 23/01/2008 - 15:27:16

...Championship contender

Afternoon all,

It's cloudy here again, surprise surprise.

Last night was a particularly gruelling one for yours truly, with blood pressure reaching levels capable of causing strokes, and a stomach unable to deal with any kind of food, least of all hospital grub.
I was sedated and slept, out cold, until around 7am. The first thing I remember about today was a peculiar 'spiced' pain in my stomach, which is, apparently, a side-effect of some spectacularly powerful medicine administered last evening.

My blood pressure is still dreadful, but nothing like as bad as was...

Friends, I mentioned The Lightning Process before didn't I, well, thanks to your help and my own researches here, I am able to get NHS help in the form of CBT, (Cognitive Behavioral Therapy), which may trigger some optimism in my depleted system.
Though I am not in the catagory of being out and out depressed, I am very down due to grieving, and suffering with hospital-related problems for too long, so this may help in the short-term. I certainly hope so.

Take care everyone.
Love,
Ed
xx

If the relationship functions, then there is nothing to talk about.
If the relationship doesn't function, then there is still nothing to talk about.

Hello campers...

by wensum24 @ 22/01/2008 - 18:56:17

...hope your day has been good?

This has been a battle for me, to withstand the pain, and to fend-off the threat of 'going under' once again.

My blood pressure rocketed today once more, touching 222/112 at one point. I remember feeling a waterbreak sensation in my head, on the left side, and an intense pain all the way to my feet, rendering me stupified and eventually knocking me out. Nothing new, but something I thought, and hoped, could be left to the past.

Writing is my defence against losing control and falling away, it is my key, my note, my window, my imagination, my vision, my call, my voice, my hope.

Take care all.
Love,
Ed
xx

Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow

by wensum24 @ 22/01/2008 - 15:38:24

Physicists have found that one erratic driver can cause a traffic jam.

Most traffic jams have an obvious cause. Sometimes it is a blocked lane or a bottleneck on a multi-lane highway. An exit or entry lane can disrupt the flow as cars slow down to leave or to let others onto the road. A hill can bring things grinding to a halt behind a slow-moving lorry. Now a Japanese physicist reports in the journal Physical Review E1 that a jam can also result from a more insidious factor: a single driver whose speed fluctuates unpredictably.

Computer models are now used to predict the traffic flow pattern in some cities, with data from a few monitoring stations. In a typical traffic model, each vehicle tries to accelerate to a certain desired speed, and modifies its speed in response to the vehicles ahead with a certain response time and sensitivity to change.

These models indicate that a wide range of behaviour is possible, depending on the volume of traffic -- defined by the density of vehicles and their average speed. At low volume, cars move more or less independently, achieve their preferred speed, and change lanes at will. At high volume, the smallest disturbances trigger a jam of slow-moving or even stationary traffic.

At intermediate volumes, the flow may become 'provisionally stable'. Small local perturbations to the flow die away. Larger ones amplify into a jam. Congested regions can be pinned to the point of disturbance, for example extending back from an exit lane, or they can travel in waves back down the flow.

All of this is reasonably well understood, and may help traffic planners to design speed restrictions and junctions that minimize jams.

But Takashi Nagatani of Shizuoka University in Japan has identified a new hazard: the 'fluctuating vehicle'. He says that on a one-lane highway, a single car within a stream of traffic can send waves of congestion propagating down the line behind it simply by varying its speed, even if it maintains the same average speed as the rest of the flow.

This kind of driver is quite common. The parent distracted by children who then accelerates to catch up with the vehicles ahead; the tired lorry driver whose attention is wandering; the ageing car that struggles on small inclines but makes up for it downhill -- could all show greater speed