Scatterbrain

1st edit 28/06/10
2nd 11/07/10

a) She is blessed with the mane of a horse and wings of a bee.

I suppose this is nearly over.

It was fun! Sort of... even if I could never really decide how real this whole thing should be. It's a minefield in here you know.

Ever since the overthrow and execution of the last ceremonial Koos, the faithful have melted away, the temples have all been razed and soon even this last channel of communication with the collective mind will shortly be cut off from our world-time and we'll be totally on our own.

I'm not sorry. My little family will have the love I stored away from when it was abundant and seem to radiate from all around. It will sustain us as we undertake what lies ahead. One day our efforts will be combined with those of millions of others to create our own source of light and warmth that will reach those even further outside than we are now. The light is curled around the darkness.

b) The worst Solenodon

http://www.thelastsurvivors.org/the-species/hispaniolan-solenodon/

Now imagine if one had no sense of smell.

Thank you for reading this far into this post! All of part (a) was written ages ago when my mood was obviously somewhat different. I'm too tired and wired to continue in that sort of vein. Also too far gone to be frustrated or anxious or to really care too much about anything enough to be stung into inaction like it's been for so long. Sorry about that.

What a day yesterday was! Stevie at Glastonbury, Germany wiping the floor with England and the Argentinans and Mexicans showing us how it's done and it was soooo hot. One to remember I think so that's why I'm here on the day after, still too tired to be arsed to sort out everything from the last 4 frantic days.

So yeh, Solenodons! I'm not quite as good as even the worst Solenodon but I do love them so! At least I can dream of having a nose that long and that effective. This blog is a bit of a Solenodon itself, being the last of its kind. Once I was everywhere on the web with lots of different names and accounts posting all sorts of stuff all over. Now there's just this tiny scrap left of the Koosist imperium. I suppose even the greatest civilisations lose their confidence and momentum eventually and maybe it's better to be a memory with at least the outside chance of becoming a legend? Maybe not. Perhaps just still being in the game is all that matters. Well I'm not anymore. I'm flying home like a certain gang of kick & run faliures....

So anyway, the point is that I'm basically a spent force. Never mind! The little ones will soon hatch and scratch me to death with their new little claws and antlers. Share my happiness, this is just how it should be! The point of the young is to replace us! That's why we have to go. They just might be better and in fact I'm sure they are right now, from what I've seen recently. It's good stuff and I hope there's more like it to come!


Now then, what else is going on here in 2010? The 2nd Iranian revolution didn't quite get there did it? Shame. However, like the rising in China in 89, the wheel has started to turn and change is inevitable. In fact I'd guess that these events are rather themselves symptoms of change that is already happening. On the day to day scale the world of collective human orgainisation looks monolithic but it in fact acts like most other natural phenenoma, subtley responsive and dynamic but in such large, profound ways, so ocluded from our single-cell perspective that only an elephant the size of the Isle of Wight would be able to observe them, these turnings of the giant wheels. Anyway, it's beginning to look like the old west is heading for the bottom of its wheel's turn, we're still in Afghanistan for expample and we're hearing less about what's really happening out there which is very worrying. I'm hoping that enough of what is good about how we live here will be retained in the future world as we've done good in lots of ways. There's lots to be happy about. Especially if we're the generation that made peace with the Solenodons. In the far future when creatures with both human and Solenodon DNA inhabit this paradise of a planet ( now exploiting post-dimensional space to become experiencially the size of a galaxy), they'll look back at this era and say, hey they did good! Especially considering they were a bunch of furry mammals without even basic zuxqons!

Anyway even if you read this and found it confusing and worrying, please leave a message! I'd love to hear from someone no matter how crazy or critical. Come on future! Talk to the past while it's still here to listen. Or alternatively nothing at all. Why would I need your validation? I'm fully aware of just how fantastic this whole thing is. It's you who's a load of rubbish. I'm going to sing a song.