Hark! Who Goes There?


:::Holidailies Prompt:::

Meeting people in cyberspace

Remember in the beginning of the movie  Invasion of The Body Snatchers people are insisting that their friends and relatives LOOK like their friends and relatives, but that something is off. It’s as if they’ve been replaced but a copy of themselves.

I think that happens in cyberspace.

Say I know someone in the ‘real world’ and meet a person who knows them from Cyberspace.

Their Cyberspace friend will comment how our friend seems ‘off”.

It’s like I’m hearing a variation on that line- it looks like her, sounds like her but something is different….

Well. I want to say. You don’t know the ‘real person’.

But I never do.

spooky mirror3

There seems to be a sense of purity when it comes to internet relationships, people seem to think there are no filters, there are no masks that what you are getting is someone’s true self-.

That feeling of closeness, that familiarity?

That’s happening in your head.

It’s a reflection.

scary mirror2

I think that cyberspace is a nice  place to visit, to explore.

There is a downside though.

Do you know what happens to the human body when it spends time in cyberspace’s  counterpart outer space?

Your muscles atrophy, your bones get brittle, your heart shrinks and you lose your sense of balance.

The same thing happens to you in cyberspace.

Be careful out there.

 disintegrating star

Take your Cockatoo to Work with you

You know what makes a great post? When people share something that is true and real and meaningful. Plus when the pictures are great? It’s a treat for your eyes and brain.


Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss

Patrick at work

This is my oldest son at work, he is a metal worker. Being autistic he is very good at the routine work on the machine and yesterday Mr. Swiss (in the background) and I had the pleasure of visiting him at his work place. Now can you see it, just on the left, yes – a cockatoo. I had heard about Otto (the name of the bird). He belongs to my son’s boss and is always present in the factory. When we arrived yesterday the first thing I saw was a large cage with a cockatoo on the way to my son’s department, so of course I took a few photographs.

Patrick at work

When Otto saw me, it was time for a show and he climbed up the bars of the cage to show his wonderful headdress. Later he left the cage and spent most of the time on his master’s shoulder…

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The Devil You Say!

10,000 Spoons

…When all you need is a knife might not be ironic, but it is unfortunate. Add your own verse, stanza, or story of badly-timed annoyance to Alanis Morissette’s classic.

No! No! No!

I hated this song when it came out, I hate it now and I will hate it in the future.

I’m not grammar Nazi ( I have friends who correct my spelling in the comment section of Facebook. Seriously? Who CARES. It’s Facebook. Facebook is like a stall in a public bathroom that you write on. No one is concerned with your spelling and writing skills as long as the poem rhymes and the graffiti is entertaining ) but this song wasn’t a list of  ironies- it was a series of bummers.

So if we want to go down that path, here is the ultimate bummer.

This song tells the story of the singer’s waking up one morning to the devil knocking on the door, telling him that “it’s time to go”.

I mean, your life could be going on just fine and when your ticket is punched the Devil shows up to take you away.

Not a fluffy winged golden haired angel or the spirit of a loved one bathed in white light.

But the Devil Himself.

I know.

It’s the ultimate burn.