Monday, 16 June 2014

Monday, 2 June 2014

The Tables Turned

By William Wordsworth
 
 
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
Or surely you'll grow double:
Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;
Why all this toil and trouble?

The sun above the mountain's head,
A freshening lustre mellow
Through all the long green fields has spread,
His first sweet evening yellow.

Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife:
Come, hear the woodland linnet,
How sweet his music! on my life,
There's more of wisdom in it.

And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
He, too, is no mean preacher:
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.

She has a world of ready wealth,
Our minds and hearts to bless—
Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,
Truth breathed by cheerfulness.

One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;
Our meddling intellect
Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:—
We murder to dissect.

Enough of Science and of Art;
Close up those barren leaves;
Come forth, and bring with you a heart
That watches and receives.

Friday, 30 May 2014

Reading List 2014

The Wasp Factory Iain Banks
Songs of Innocence and Experience William Blake 
The Power of Myth Joseph Campbell 
Leaves of Grass Walt Whitman 
Trainspotting Irvine Welsh 
Pagan and Christian Creeds: Their Origin and Meaning Edward Carpenter
English Myths and Legends









Tuesday, 20 May 2014

What to watch: Oprah interviews J.K. Rowling Full Video



"Politics is show business for ugly people."
- Paul Begala

An Ode to K


I'm so deep,
I'm drowning,
People look up to me so much, hater's be frown-ing.
O, O, O- OH.

I'm seeing flashing,
Stop, pout, free-frame,
later I'll be ca-ca-ca-ca-ca cashing.

Uh, ye-ah.
Rip another tag off,
I don't think I'll ever have enough.
Till enoughs, enough,
No. Honey keep it tight,
Later Ken and barbie be having lunch late tonight.

Life looks bright-er, under the lights.
No longer burn under the sun, as I rise high-er.
Yeah, I'm so deep,
I'm drowning,
I swallow more than life, baby its a circus.
But baby I'll still be clowning.
Me and you forever,
Till I get older and you find better.

But its all good,
I won't cut any strings,
Baby, I'm still collecting things.
That's the meaning of this life,
just take, t-t-take what it brings.

I'm so deep,
I'm drowning,
People look up to me so much, hater's be frown-ing.

Look at you as you look at me looking at me,
baby its the new circle of life,
mimiking the cashflow.
So Love, life, coz you only get one xo, xo.
Write it down, snap, shot, thats a tweet,
I'm so profound.

Yeah baby I'm so deep.
Move to the left, baby there's your selfie.

I'm so deep, I'm drowning.
I'm so deep, I'm drowning.
I'm so deep. I'm drowning.

Monday, 19 May 2014

What to watch: Whoopi Goldberg Direct From Broadway 1985 YouTube