Does uour voice get heard.

Was discussing serious issues with maintenance housing on Friday. Concluding learning in relation too contracted work being still urgent requirement. Found out department l was linked with is undergoing restructure.

Reasonable person with authority but know issues are complex so l'm standing back till spring. In new year when return home l may follow up topics we understood and reached an agreement about.

Communication and abilities to get correct contact where areas hope make improvements around. Accountability remains are not comfortable will be corrected.

This was another way voice l have along with others has been ignored in decision making process.When you retire found very suddenly voice doesn't matter. Being validated was important  process for people with my experience.

Watching people gather along paved streets. Gatherings concerned with Saturday catch up.

The Big build up to commercial season of advent feels muted.

Drinks at Xmas Markets are triple what same product is on urban streets. So economically stretched are excluded. Rides are expensive. We don't need this artificial leg of a sideshow.

 Feel safe.

Late at night.

Capturing Lotust chirping

Strange shriek from night bird

Empty cavens people reminese about those were the days with friends.

Water mutes the impact of 70% Scotch and appreciated starters are handed to each table.

I the new Kingdom with new earth what if we mess up again. Old man ponders on some urban theology.

Frightened of becoming Mr Back In the Day trying to confirm my right to contribute as valuable member of a society don't feel want to belong in any more.

Inspired by all around me most times . But not inspired by all the people around me in society.

Tolerance development

 Noise comes at you no matter where you are. Constant kidz on buses done with heads listening to music others can hear 

Old folk taking private calls loudly no aware of disclosure.Childtrm given a screen to enable them to keep quiet while mom scrolls for few hours.

Our minds visit misophonia are damaged by toll hell f this disruption .Quality of life is going beyond repair. Others are having impact and n how you behave because of noise.

Get away. Switch off the voices inside your head.

Walk in nature.sit insolence. Shit out the noise repair yourself.

Sit quietly listen to your own breathing fall silent.

Turn down the lights...in the quiet commit to 5 minutes each day to try this. Become better person . Become different person.you are a beautiful human person. This is you this is your time.

Contrasting.

Travelled by sea today.

But sight near harbour.

that brought gasp

 in T shirt

Summer sun.

Simple view of winter flowering beauty. When we need something the creator delights.

Good day by all standards. Aware not everyone's as fortune like myself presently. But known sadness challenges as long with tough periods. We get through.

Adventurous day but day witnessed others creation found that inspiring. Walked explored took in , pondered as you should. Didn't understand everything but that's purpose of Art.

Found this to be ugly and monstrous. Know dear friend found it beautiful. 

How on earth.

How does it float? Why have got such macro economics as progressive statement of capitalist dream. To say it dwarfs everything is completely true. It's a small country visiting an Island. 

Seasons folded away....Advent changed.

What would you have thought all those years ago as the season turned. Would you expected this ?

The years folded away new decades more wars...degrees of starvation, to time of plenty.

A season of goodwill heralds macro capitalist system promoting presents loads of money and gifts to put you in debt.

The rich tapestry of history architecture culture and spirituality appear to be in contrast to modern day offerings. Teddy bears, fancy clothes, chocolates, lots of other trash there a kind of buzz happening. But hides fact poverty placed with outliers.

The seasons character doesn't reflect s king coming to bring restoration to people who have strayed from Father's call. Nor does it eagerly await his second advent.

Slow walks and sleepy people carry presents, shopping, rushing to plenty of food drinks and time with others. But noticed the elderly looking at prices slightly discomforted with new way of being.

Was it another place where this time of year stood for peace, mercy righteousness and Love. Now it appears abuse of power, talk of war, place for money and political misdeeds.

Have no words.

           Because l believe in life,                         Life after death.

Hull and happy same sentence ...maybe they meant Hell.

Some people do try to be funny.!

Nationally, Hull ranked 169th happiest place in the UK out of a total of 220 places. This means there are only 51 places 'sadder'. Even l wouldn't highlight that fact. Talk about twisting by the pool.

I'm in happy place, happy essential and me....We meet again on my Island in the sea.

Back to me being me....Can we cut it with awful Christmas songs ..Enough already. People inthe Mediterranean feels snow is romantic soft white fluffy, pure and desirable . It is on Christmas cards.

In reality it's seldom white but grey slushy. Cold to the touch harsh wet slippery and dangerous.

 

Kevin day in paradise

Today's been a day of recovery from stress travelling towards my idea of paradise. Swam used the gym but struggle. Welcome the expecting struggle. One of those could do better but it's fine struggles.

Looks like a storm brewing.

Day of listening to ...Cavalleros rusticana Intermezzo....while sun rose over Mediterranean sea. People travelled in hot sun...ate boiled eggs, ham cheese sandwiches. Drank beer. Watched the sun go down. Contentedly me also.

Yes watched sun go down on our island basking in hot sun. The colours observed like many times before as boats crew ended their long day. Reflective grateful thanks to God.

The long winding road, led me here from coastal northern town by car several trains , plane. Air road and sea. Long days it took few to arrive here. Tender travel mercies requested. 

But here a question why would you do all that, (not me you grasp)...

Why travel here to Malta ,just to get drunk for weekend already rat arsed. ? 

Two day trip.....How come fair few don't get culture vibes, or religion, spiritual ,history or beauty's around them.?