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Monthly Archives: October 2015
A Memorial to Alan Kurdi
It is neither my desire nor my intention to mislead anyone, so I will begin by saying that this post deals solely with my failure to realise my ambition to create and put in place a physical memorial to Alan … Continue reading
Posted in Current Affairs, Dead Poets, Diary, Language
Tagged Aeneid, Alan Kurdi, Greece, Humanity washed ashore, Mass drownings, Memorial, Refugee crisis, Syria, Syrian Conflict, Turkey, Virgil
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Nerve-racking or Nerve-wracking?
There are times when I’m frustrated and disappointed by the poor quality of some of the features I see on the BBC news site, a place I visit on a daily basis, but this is because so much else of … Continue reading
Posted in Dead Poets, Language
Tagged English language, Nerve-racking, Nerve-wracking, Shakespeare, Shelley
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The Poetry in a Storm
I was up until some ungodly hour last night, celebrating my birthday, so I was mildly surprised to find that I’d awoken as early as I did, around 6am, but as my sleep patterns have been chaotic to non-existent so … Continue reading
Posted in Dead Poets, Diary, Language
Tagged Doors of Perception, Grey Day, London, Madness, Poetry, Second Coming, Soho, Storms, Suggsy, Yeats
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Aude Conventionem Despicere
“There is a tide in the affairs of men. Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now … Continue reading
SPECTRE
Tomorrow is my birthday and one of the ways in which I’m hoping to celebrate is by going to see SPECTRE, the latest film in the James Bond franchise. The first Bond film I saw was Diamonds Are Forever, which … Continue reading
The Secret Chapel of Henry V and Other Hidden Chambers
I have never thought of myself as any kind of expert on mediaeval British ecclesiastical architecture, but I was nonetheless surprised to learn that there exists in Westminster Abbey a secret chapel, dedicated to King Henry V. It will be … Continue reading
Posted in Antiquities, Magic & the Supernatural
Tagged Agincourt, Arthur Machen, Caerleon, Faery Realms, Gawain and the Green Knight, Giza Necropolis, Glamis Castle, Green Children of Woolpit, Henry V, King Arthur, King Sil, King Zil, Monster of Glamis, Secret Chapel, Silbury Hill, T.S Eliot, Usk
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Vladimir Putin, the Prince.
In a previous entry, I wrote of my pleasure at receiving a gift from my son Jack in the form of The Prince, by Niccolo Machiavelli. Holding this book in my hands once more and leafing through the pages containing … Continue reading
Posted in Current Affairs, Language, Writing
Tagged Niccolo Machiavelli, Oratory, President Obama, President Putin, Syria, Syrian Conflict, The Prince, United Nations
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Playing Hide and Seek with the Ghosts of Dawn
For nine long months or more, I have chosen to sleep downstairs to provide my dog Blueboy with my company. His mind is going, so he often howls or barks in the night as if he’s calling out to someone … Continue reading
Posted in Dead Poets, Diary, Magic & the Supernatural, Outer Space
Tagged Dawn, Fox, Moonlight, Night, night sky, Stars, William Blake
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A Study of the Beast 666
“Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is six hundred threescore and six.” The Book of Revelation, chapter 13, verse 18. Unfortunately … Continue reading
Posted in Antiquities, Dead Poets, Language, Magic & the Supernatural
Tagged Aleister Crowley, Anti Christ, Beast 666, Caligula, DCLXVI, Gematria, Nero, Nostradamus, Notarikon, Rex Mundi, Richard Cavendish, Robert Graves, Satan, Satanism, The Black Arts, The Book of Revelations, The Devil, The Red Dragon, TO MEGA THERION
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