Sunday, 29 January 2017

... a simplistic ill ...

Peirrot time ...
... and the phobias some have of these images of clowns .... using the fun times of an app, like some of media that I still do not get the point with sometimes ... At least we can exchange images of dressing up, without actually bothering to dress up these days ... and the funniest of the lot seeing each other pout and pose to a screen ... 

The honesty of some who use social media to find out what the family are up to, rather than to post themselves, for that is the only way to find out. The dynamics of families. And the amount of hassle some too have from those on the verge of stalking.  

The swift posting of news and getting to see it before the traditional method of a telephone call etc. Those in the know, not letting key people know, just before it is made public. This bemuses my Mum... getting the news via her other daughter's device, before the telephone rings these days ...

Saturday, 28 January 2017

The decisive

moves to a more restful time in movement from room to room. The adjusting to current requirements in the physical ailments of life for the times they come ... The waves of abundance in mishaps mayhem and mystical mysteries ... 

Again this mind a spectrum of colour and shade 

The thoughts and appreciation among my distant in distance from life surrounds 




Sunday, 22 January 2017

A walk along memory ways

the years intermix with a house destroyed... 

The repeats of time lost in paperwork, a burden to me now ....

The many jolts in pain and joys. The years misted into grief. The reawakening within my being given such pleasure where there is much pain too ...