St.Patrix Day…

The world is beautiful, Have you ever thought about it, the world that is, is it not beautiful in places. We call those places national parks, so many miles of ocean across all frontiers, touching each other in special places the way the sun used to be, and still is in those extra special spaces, now we get burned frozen or flooded instead, except of course for those special places, and the bank manager we wish him dead, the women and their faces we can’t stop looking, the hours spent grooming their façade well look at TV no frowns allowed can’t you tell, a little perfume on the hips lipstick on the lips, as mothers seek safe refuge to build a nest as well, then an heirloom arrives the result of love so they said, children of course keep on watching and waiting, it’s a show they’ve already heard, Disney shows written by old pro’s words they use children in the viewfinder, they used to call it inspiration, today they ration the dead, literally and bury them live on TV, I won the lottery the dredge is no more, no smart opinions to get high on, pure doesn’t give you headaches, it kills you instead, don’t tell Santa he said.
But it’s a pity really, having tossed so much of our future away, the consequence of pure greed that the poorest will pay for instead, they’ve cut back the bird crumbs this week I heard, poor crow, shot at three times dived bombed by a sparrow hawk, a busted wing he hung on, two miles up the road and he’d be fed, earthquake on the TV, the world is falling apart, live on TV of course, you’ve guessed it CNN they are the first to call to help, world latches on cameras roll on carelessly, footage is worth more when you’re dead, no point saving the sick across the world, cant get them together like a Spielberg movie, we’ll rely on old footage. Isn’t the world beautiful he said, the luck of the Irish they always said it was worth waiting for, amen. He said if they gave up the drink, shur they could do anything, well…

disclaimers….and Lawyers….

This is an opinion about ‘Hear Ye’ – ‘See Ye’:
My storylane friend seth, wrote about his “higher powers”, and the need to disclaim, or to put a notice to disclaim, in the event of anyone making the suggestion, that his words could be mistaken as the policies of his superiors, and while i agree with seth in principle, it reminds me of the small details on a loan policy or policy of insurance, you don’t read them, only lawyers read them, and they are written, in order to give the loan company or insurance company, a way out if possible in the event of you or me making that claim..
I thought about this issue, and how the world is being victimized, one person at a time, by those who wish to do good things for us, but who then find an excuse to blow the deal as they say. I had direct experience of this, with dire consequences for many millions of people sadly, and in order for the same, never to happen again, i started to work on solutions to this huge and rampant form of cancer, that has for years played with all our lives. I’ve studied elements of the New York bar, and legal issues, not like a dentist, but as someone interested in things affecting all of us, and rather than read playboy, hustler or the other raft of material out there, and readily available to all and sundry, I vowed to make an impact, even if i didn’t profit personally from it, and here it is. It’s called the concept of Honest Mistake. It does not appear in law, but the concept of Honest Mistake, will dilute the
earning capacity of every lawyer living on the planet. If you make a claim against a hospital for example, and if the lawyer finds the tiniest detail in the clients favor, no matter how small, the lawyer then goes to work on the Jury, playing the emotions the same way a dirty lover can escape the wrath of his other half, by targeting, basically, hit them where they are most vulnerable, lawyers make juries emotional, that was your child on the operating, no credit is given to the work to-date of the doctor or nurse being blamed for the smallest mistake or error. Honest mistake, allows the jury reflect upon the balance between human error and history of errors, thus allowing the jury consider the case in broader details, rather than from the point of view of right or wrong. If you ever get to the gates of heaven, as i am sure it exists, this applies to every living soul, i’m sure you’d like to be judged, on what you did overall, rather than on the one time you made that mistake, that might keep you in doubt all your life.
With this thought in mind, I wonder what happened to all the good souls, many living, some still alive, who had to work in dark areas, with dangerous people, in order to help expose evil and other goings on. You worked with him, didn’t you, so many of those comments out there, it’s no wonder God is wondering, looking down on us all, do any of them forgive, but i’m sure he doesn’t think like that at all, didn’t he give us stories to deal with this situation already, some folks just didn’t read the fine print as they say….thanks Seth, your disclaimer
was rather revealing in the questions it poses for mankind…

It’s All About Change….

Religion war, war, war, god, Christians united, Muslim, Jewish ness, the whole lot was a mess, and undermining life globally and locally for everyone who just wanted to get on. You had to be in some ones gang when it came to religion. You stood alone, you were bait. Harry had been taking notes on it all. How religion, oil, business and the media had merged. ROBM, rob’em he called it for short.
Magda even agreed with him, her English was improving too. She’d help with women’s issues she promised once she passed her final exams. Love, the one issue he’d yet to come across on the TV, and it’s thousands of channels. Dating, mating, weekend flings, out door sex, partnerships, open marriages, conditions annexed, he’d seen loads, been taken to places he never knew existed, been inside and outside discussions on it, but had to date not seen the most endangered of species of late, the loving human being. Seen lots of movies on the issue, syrup was thick, sentiment missing as usual. The hourly news blasts reinforcing what he already knew, no money in peace when it came to the middle east, love was totally at odds with everything to do with power and money. Suicide on the increase, drugs and alcohol too, the gap between rich and poor lengthens, the smirk of a banker, as over and over he chews, on the fillet of people. Love was not an issue known to make the news. Many had sung about it, written lines too, tried it out even, for it has a hunger know one knew, or so powerful, free too, freaky that you don’t need insurance for it, to save it even. Love was the most powerful drug of all figured harry, who’d put it all down on it, everything he believed in. afraid to do it on his own, he’d signed up with a religious order. With time, his mistake was well placed, as now he was thinking of going out on his own. Magda, could as easily have been Magdalene, mary in fact. The da Vinci code had everyone worked up. people got quickly bored with it though. how would he approach his superiors with the news. Magda told him to use a cyber name, to keep his job, and to do his thing online. The worreld is going all electric she’d say. He liked the idea of the anonymous prophet leader guru type, who connected with his followers through advertising. Wasn’t sure how it would work online. Easee peesee was magda’s response to everything now they were almost a couple, almost. Working together was as good as sex, almost, they were going to be getting closer and closer. The dam would burst one day soon she hoped. Imagine, a woman running the world, it was time for a turn up of epic portions, maybe magda was the one….


This is an opinion about [Storylane, One Brilliant Idea & Facebook is Cashing In On It!]
Storylane is like a street corner, the artists meet, the opinionated, they share, and go away. the next day, week, whatever, we meet again, toss more ideas, etc etc. This service is actually better than ted, does not cost $,7000 to join, and I for one, without taxing my brain,could come up with a list of better ways to connect with people. Believe me, this is just like the first outpost of the trail west, as in the days of indians cowboys etc..In a years time, Facebook, will either be extinct or going places or near to a point in between. But writer and those that come up with the words and ideas, are the ones who will ultimately decide on what happens. Don’t fret too much Seth, keep writing, and even if you think your stuff is best kept to the circle you trust most, believe me when I say this. God gets seriously pissed off when good people are interfered with, you’d be shocked and amazed at the same time. Without new ideas and well thought out conceptual thinking, all onlines services will go where Bebo went, and it’s the same for the catholic church today, without a true loving and open minded pope, it’s fate is not much better.
take care and God bless, if you want to visit my personal blog, prepare to be inspired…
the world has shrunk to the size of an email but love will always be the same, only true, and not even the most devious person the world can change that, just interfere with the way you see things…. pass it on amen

Climbing Mountains…

It starts with a plan, you take out the map, you gather the implements, and off you go. Storylaners, climb mountains with words, and nothing is more moving, than words assembled in an order, if written with emotion, i.e. the voice be true, touches and moves hearts or awakens us, really that simply. In times of old, words were the only tools that were there to get people to think, realise, react and behave. It’s why pornography was invented, to appeal to our lowest instinct, using images and words, that got you hot and heavy, and made you take more an interest in what you were already in, an early version of viagra. If viagra cured depression immediately, it would have been buried instantly, this i can guarantee you. The emigration of storylane into facebook, is purely a business decision, that
will help the storylane team, to develop services and expand it’s influence, as the value of story lane is the stories and the creative people who dwell on it. If it’s the end of story lane as it stands, it will only lead to the creation of more storylane type avenues online. It’s not the david and goliath scenario that some might think it is. Personally, I know that God is real, and David wins everytime, despite the odds or the size of the giant in front of you. I have a blog under the paddypicasso label, that i use to explain life as i know it, what influences me, and to write like leonard cohen, bob dylan and a host of others, all people that i have learned from, apart from quite a few others. As a story teller, I have so far debated the facebook phenomena, the issue of web influence, the active danger of too much information, the issue of brain space, the over controlling features of religion on my blog and on storylane, and my reason for doing so, has not been to record notches on my readers list, but to teach.
Education is healing, helping and encouraging, and whether it be the slums of rio, the darkest streets of detroit, or calcutta, it’s the same, making it happen or climbing mountains as i call it. So fellow storylaners, in a weekend, at any given time, we could if we so wish, and it’s easy, cheap, very affordable and doable, to recreate this type of service, with ease and quickly, without too much fuss. As i’ve often stated to friends, and what most religions never point out, no two people climb the proverbial using the same footsteps ever, and as the web is limitless, in terms of size and reach, it would only be a fool that cut off a stream of fresh water from entering the lake, unless there was a good and well hidden motive behind it. God is everywhere, we just have to encourage her, or him, and God likes nothing more than a great story.

Love is patience…

This is an opinion about [Speaking of Pure Love]
muhammad, thanks for your honesty, it’s what pure love is, you obviously have it. It’s when we start pretending that things go wrong, like when politicians and others start messing with your hopes and expectations. Love is the one thing we all have in common, we might look different but inside it’s the same story…pass it on..


This is an opinion about [On intelligence]
A tree is only as as strong as it’s roots, a child only reaches it’s potential when it’s allowed to shine, basically, we all need space in order to find the time, for us all to reach that goal, and God has a plan for everyone, just give yourself the time, and watch the wonders that will arise….