When I was a child, I was very mild. When I felt fear… I shed a tear. When I was a youth, I was a
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When I was a child, I was very mild. When I felt fear… I shed a tear. When I was a youth, I was a
Ovum and sperm, Wow! Life emerges… Breathe converges. Involuntary Conception! Sweet as confection, No one asked me,,, I might want to flee! Suicide Remedies this condition, Be careful… As
Dear Gillian Philosophy today, is mostly a preparation for a pay-cheque or terminal unemployment (probably the latter). Whereas in ancient Greece and Rome, philosophy was
Much has been written about so-called ‘NDE’ or ‘Near Death Experience’ in the contemporary paranormal literature. These are essentially stories told by people who have
A ‘thought’ in the mind is in fact the product of a sophisticated chain of chemical reactions experienced in the brain. The physical organ of
A dead cat may not be what it first appears to be. Hang on a minute – I said the cat wants me dead – not itself! Yes – but if we go down that path – then your cat kills not only yourself – but also my argument – holy water or not! How could a cat kill you? By dropping a bus of schoolchildren on your head. Is it a likely outcome? I doubt the cat could get the children to co-operate or indeed arrange for the bus to be raised into place in a manner that no one would recognise what is happening until it is ‘too late’. Louis wain could be of help here – but let’s face it – he could not do much to help himself past the continuous replication of ever more fragmented depiction of cats, as interested as they most obviously are. As a Physicist, I suspect Schrödinger’s Cat has something to do with a clash of civilisations. Is the cat ‘alive’ or ‘dead’? Does the Black-White cat want you alive-dead? Are you inhabiting a box – or observing a box? Is the box the bus – and more importantly – why is there no indication of appropriate ‘social distancing’? I also find it curious that there is no presence of ‘steps’ or ‘star-wells’. Having walked up and down the Thames Embankment more times than I care to count – no buses (or cats for that matter) frequent the banks upon which the mighty Thames doth lap…