The beauty of life

The beauty of life is fascinating and endless. It simply goes on forever and is absolutely everywhere. There is beauty within everything. Life is for us all to adore and admire and be happy for and to enjoy. 

I am going to enjoy the beauty I see. I am going to enjoy all weathers. There is beauty in the wonderful warm comfort of the sun. How it wraps me up in warmth. I shall never take that for granted. It is beautiful and amazing and we should all enjoy it. There is nothing more beautiful than a sunset. 

I shall bask in the sounds of the rain on my window at night. I shall enjoy the refreshment of the rain as it falls from the sky.  It is beautiful and I know i won’t be able to enjoy the sounds and feelings of rain forever. 

The fear of thunder and the dark clouds which plague our sky are wonderful too despite the fear they give us. Nature is beautiful,  nature is fearsome,  nature is powerful. That which sets our heart racing is what makes us feel alive. 

The beauty of life is everywhere. At night it gives us the moon and the stars in the sky. What a beautiful mysterious wonder above us. The moon is a relaxing calming powerful ray of light hanging still in the night sky. 

The sounds of nature as you walk through the woods. The whisper in the wind as it flows through the leaves. The sounds of birds singing. The sun shining through the canvas of the trees. 

The beauty of life as you feel the summer grass on your bare feet is wonderful. The sounds of summer are beautiful. I love to bask in summer. Everything around me is alive. I am alive. The wonderful world of the living. 

The beauty of life even exists in the cold harsh winter. The frost hitting your face and the piercing cold winds. There is romance here and nature is beauty even in its coldest. I will only get to experience it all so often before it all ends. I must make the most of the world I live in. 

The beauty of life is everywhere. It is within everyone you see. Can you see the beauty and miracles within other persons heart and souls?  They are lucky to be alive as well. They are healthy and well. Smile at them and let loved ones know you love them. We should never take people for granted for life can be short and sweet. No one is here forever so make the most of them. We all came from life. We all came from the living. If you look at yourself in the mirror there is the faces and traits there of your ancestors before you. They go back and back many faces in time. The beauty of life lets them live on through you in your blood. 

The creatures we live amongst are sharing it as well. Share it with them and respect them. They are amazing and you can learn alot from magnificent nature and the animal kingdom. 

I want to enjoy it all in my life and experience plenty. I have been given a fantastic oppurtunity and a fantastic chance. I have been given the wonderful chance to live and experience life. There are plenty of people who were never given such a wonderful oppurtunity and a chance to live. We must be forever grateful and forever realize how lucky we are and how miraculous we are to be alive. We must all be thankful. 

May we all have wonderful life and live happily and take every oppurtunity. 

Save the Tiger

One of the most amazing and beautiful creatures on the Earth is in danger. They need saving and protecting and not allowed to dissapear off the face of the Earth. We as mankind can help. We can all play our part. We can stop this sad loss to the world before it happens. 

Sadly it is us humans who are destroying the habitat of the Tiger and they have lost 93% of their territories through humans. We must stop this. 

Every part of the Tiger is worth alot of money from his whiskers to his fur to his tail they are in demand. But please read this and stop buying the Tiger attire. Help save them and make their body parts worthless. Surely they are worth millions more on an actual living Tiger. They are amazing and beautiful to look at and watch. 

Imagine if we as humans had another creature removing our habitat and wanting to hunt us for body parts. Can you imagine the terror of this and the vulnerableness of mankind and the children of mankind?  So why would we inflict sure horror on another creature? 

The animal kingdom is a fantastic place and we must work to protect it and let their be habitats for all species whether you like them or not. We have no right to make them homeless or extinct. These creatures have been here just as long as us if not longer and have just as much a claim on the world as mankind. It doesn’t just belong to mankind they all play their part as well in the world and how it operates. 

So please stop poaching and hunting of Tigers for they are now in short supply. I dont want the only places for them to exist being zoos and game reserves they deserve to roam free in the world just like we do. They are much more fantastic in the jungles and the plains and it will be a shame to see them dissapear from such a view. 

I believe we can stop them vanishing and we can save them. Before its too late lets make a stand humanity and stop being the causes of extinction. Lets protect our family here on Earth which we share it with. Our brothers and sisters of the animal kingdom which we once belonged to and in some ways still do. Dont forget history and beauty and knowledge. Lets be wise and save this world and everything in it. 

https://www.wwf.org.uk/wildlife/tigers
We can all care, so lets care now and save the Tigers. 

The princess Diana

Once upon a time there lived a princess named Diana. A beautiful woman and mother. Who cared for the sick and helped them less fortunate. She wandered into danger to experience life for those in places of war and land mines and at times entered many parts of the worse of England to visit the homeless and experience what these people went through. 

She fought for change to dangerous places such as banning of landmines. She was the first to treat sufferers of AIDs as people and shook the hand of an AIDs victim without hesistation which was sent round the world for all to see. 

She visted many people and children in far away lands suffering with diseases like Leprosy and brought to them love and kindness.  She spread much love and kindness for everyone all round the world. 

She was a devoted mother to her two children William and Harry. They were her world and she protected them from the media as much as she could and tried to give them a normal childhood which surely they deserved. 

The medias intrusion of princess Dianas life was disgusting. They were constantly around her like flies and in her face while walking. They invaded her private space against her wishes. No one would of enjoyed that. But she got on with it flawless and stayed a true princess. Diana has more royal blood than the queen in her veins. 

Whether you loved her or hated her at the time you must remember that Princess Diana was once a little girl and grew to be a woman. She came and went in the blink of an eye. She has been and gone. But what she did in that small space of time was wonderful things. 

The day she died was a sad day. The world stopped and tears fell. I remember it well. I had been camping and awoke. I went for my breakfast and my aunty had radio on listening intently to a broadcast. Lady Diana had died in a terrible crash in Paris. The world fell silent and sad. I often remember it and think it was a bit like JFK – that everyone will remember when they heard Diana had died and where they were. 

Flowers were left everywhere and the world as far as I can see had seen its last true angel. Tears ran like rivers and crowds gathered in London from all four corners of the world. She had done so much good for so many people. Sadly at the centre of all the worlds sadness was two young boys. They had lost their mother and that is a massive personal loss. 

I believe Princess Diana can be an inspiration and a role model to us all and a massive inspiration to all young girls. 

She was a true English rose, she was a fairytale princess and the queen of all hearts. 

When I look back on her turbulent yet beautiful life I think to myself – I believe in Angels. Princess Diana – an angel she was

The battle of the Somme

Today was the first day of the battle of the somme. Where millions of people lost their lives and was the bloodiest day in the British armys history. 

I applaud all them brave men who charged the battle field knowing death stared them in the face. They are true heroes. They charged through muck and bullets seeing friends and comrades fall. They charged seeing bodies everywhere and knowing they might never see home and loved ones again while fighting in a war that was not of their own. 

They gave their lives for people and freedom. They risked everything and was mighty brave. I applaud them heroes. I applaud the war dead. I am proud of them and forever grateful for the sacrifice them brave lads made for us.  They are forever heroes. 

Where would we be without them?  They did it for us to be free and live free without fear. They stormed the Somme to protect their way of life and for the loved ones at home. These poor brave boys and men would of been sat in the trenches wishing they were at home safe covered in mud. But they fought on for the world to live free. They never gave up. They are heroes and nothing less. 

I cannot even begin to imagine ever being in their situation. It is an unbearable thought and I hope this never happens again. The horrors and the heroes of this war and of this battle should forever be told. It should forever be a reminder of the worse and best of humanity in one place at the same time. It should be a reminder that it can never happen again. 
Bombs fell and deadly gas forms thrown and bullets flying through the air but still they never gave up and never lost heart. If there was ever a place which reflected hell surely it was the Somme. Death everywhere and blood flowing like rivers. How these men kept going is beyond me.

Onwards they fought on, forwards they ran on, through the hell on Earth warzone of the somme, the true heroes of world war one. 

I applaud them true heroes. 
Lest we forget…. 

My Rabbit friend

When I was 14 I made a new friend -I bought a pet Rabbit. 

When I went into the pet shop I seen a hutch containing all rabbits in the middle of all the rabbits all snug and warm was the little one. He was all black and lovely. I decided I wanted him straight away. He was the one I chose. 

He was six weeks old when I got him and had just left his mother and brought to the store where I found him. I took him home in a box gently. 

I put him in his hutch in the garden and let him settle there alone for a while. It was filled with hay and a drink and food for him. I made sure his bedroom section was full of hay for comfort. 

A while later I went to pick him up out the hutch. He was wary of me and didn’t want me to pick him up. He went back and two trying to escape my hands a little frightened. But I eventually got hold of him and I held him to my chest. He instantly relaxed and I sat down holding him and a friendship began. I stroked him and he began to trust me. He began to believe in my care of him. He had beautiful shiny black hair and sticky up black ears. He was a beautiful animal to look at. 

As days went by we played alot. I would lie on the floor and he would run round my head standing on his back legs and making a funny little noise. He would sniff my head and lick my nose. He had a lovely pink round tongue. He was great and I loved him lots. I used to like looking into his eyes. I wondered what he made of the world. All beings which exist are fantastic beautiful beings either animal or human. So well designed and great and for purpose. 

I think people give rabbits negative opinions and views saying they are basic creatures,  stupid animals and vermin etc but trust me they are not in fact they are very clever smart creatures with a life and soul. Once I had to block him off from going behind the sofa as there was wires which would be dangerous if he bit them so he looked at the blocked path he once took and was working it out and decided to go under the cupboards and round. I was amazed he thought of that and crawled low under cupboards. 

When he used to run full speed from one end of the room to another he was basically just a blur it was impressive. He used to combine it with a sideways hop. He was amazing and I adored having him as my friend. People may think I sound silly or pathetic saying so but thats how it was. I think you can have spiritual friends in any forms. He was a source of comfort and could make you feel better when hes rubbing his face on you or licking your nose and fingers. Once I lay on the couch when he was little. He couldn’t get up the couch. He tried and tried. He went off in an all round circle and ran full speed and jumped onto the sofa and lay next to me with his feeting sticking out sidewards. I was amazed he did this and he had my respect. 

Watching him clean his nose and ears was a great viewing. He looked after himself well sitting up on his back legs and folding his ears round with his paws and clean them with his mouth. 

I used to put carrot sticks on his hutch door for him and he ripped them to pieces within half an hour. I remember thinking that he must be some kind of ‘lion rabbit’ as he tore it to shreads in such a quick time. He was great and lovely. His little nose sniffing away for more. 

I used to buy him a box of rabbit treats which were like chocolate drops the size of buttons. He loved them so much he used to stick his head in the box dropping all his sense of surrounding danger. He was safe with me anyway. 

If you have ever owned a pet or a rabbit there is a deep beautiful connection. There world is of innocence and they dont really possess any malice towards you. They love you truly in return and its a great emotional connection. There is no words said just a connection and mutual love of closeness. 

As time went on and me and him grew older I sadly didn’t have time to get him out as I was working and time became restricted. I remember once he made this frustrated sad grunt when I didn’t get him out and that will haunt me forever. He must of become fed up being in there. 

Sadly I think towards the end maybe I unintentionally disrespected his life by not getting him out as much as he must of felt sad and alone and trapped like a prisoner. That was his life and it deserved to be free. I loved him lots though and he was great. 

The day I found him dead was the saddest day of my life. I was 21 years old by then. He lay in his bed in a ball still and silent. He had gone forever. I held his cold lifeless body in my hands and cried my eyes out. I was so upset like I have never known. I loved him so much. He had lived for 7 years and had a long good life for a rabbit. I will always miss him. I have never truly got over that sadness. I have never returned to his grave in the garden as it upsets me. On his grave is a stone rabbit. He was buried in a shoebox with hay and carrots. I hope he forever rests there safe. Not only did he die and spell the end to his seven years of life but with it was the end of my childhood. He came into my life when I was a child and left me as a man. It was the end of two eras. I used to hope and listen to the sounds of him moving in his hutch after he died for a day or two. The sounds of him running and kicking about. The sound of him accidentally kicking his food bowl or drinking from his water bottle. The sound never came. 

I dreamt about him a day or two after he died. I dreamt he returned for one last play with me. He ran around and I held him and he licked my nose just like he used to do. Never once did he bite me. I felt this dream was a source of comfort as if he had come to say one last goodbye to me. We was in the garden and it was a nice sunny day. It was a beautiful day in the dream and it made me feel better. I hope it was him coming to say goodbye. 

The deep loving bond a human shares with animals can be almost unrivalled. There is a connection between the two species like no other connection. Whether you own a dog or a cat, horse or rabbit. The love is there of a little soul trusted to you who loves you in return. This is a solid unbreakable friendship and a loyal friendship. Animals possess many amazing qualities hard to find at times in humans which makes it all the more amazing. 

I hope wherever he is now I hope hes safe and I hope hes free and can wander many fields free of danger and have lots of grass and carrots to eat at his leisure. I hope hes happy and with other rabbits living a life of peace and happiness. 

I shall miss you forever my little rabbit friend and may you rest in peace for all eternity. 

A bayview window

Weymouth – a beautiful seaside resort based on the south coast of England. It has beautiful blue waters and lots of great sites to see. I went to Weymouth when I was 13 and today at the age of 32 – I returned. 

I remembered alot of it quite well. When I was 13 years old me and my family stayed in a house overlooking the harbour right on the busy pedestrian street with people passing by. It was one of the of amazing old houses I had ever stayed in. It had three floors and had big rooms. The ground floor was a sitting room with books in it and a chair to gaze outwards and was a relaxation room and the kitchen at the back of the house. The stairs divided the sitting room and kitchen. Out the back yard was this house I dont know how to describe it but I will say a building with a washing machine downstairs and upstairs two more beds. It was like a mini apartment. It excited me being there. It was a fascinating old house and the house gave me freedom to roam and enjoy being within its walls. It held magic within to me. 

On the first floor was the lounge with a bay window. Here was where you watched television and could see out over the amazing harbour. Every now and then the harbour bridge would open to allow bigger boats to pass. I used to love sitting in the bay window watching this take place. This was one of my most favourite exciting places and I could of sat there all day by choice especially when the sun shone. The warmth of sun and the exclusion of wind can be an immense feeling. I can still hear the bells ringing to alert people to the bridge opening and the sounds of boats passing up and down the harbour. At night you could see the bridge and town all lit up and I can remember the lights on the fishing boats as they headed up the harbour to the sea. 

This bayview window was one of my most favourite places to be. It enchanted me as the view was amazing and unique even though it only looked out over a harbour. I remember sitting there in the early morning watching the world and time pass me by on its way through life. The hustle and bustle of people walking and talking. The sounds of fishermen emptying containers from their boats and throwing ropes back and two from shore to boat finishing their mornings work. I was high up overlooking life. I must of sat there every morning for five days. The fresh scenary can be immense on the eyes and mind. In that bayview window I felt safe as I was higher than the rest of life. I felt unnoticed and protected there as I viewed the world. Had anyone else noticed the boy in the first floor window as they went about their daily rituals? 

The seaside has a magical feeling to it. The sounds and smells of sea water and sea food. The sounds of the seagulls and the waves not so far away. The English seaside has a magical feeling to it. Its a place which has its own unique beauty and atmosphere.  

Opposite the lounge was the room where I slept. For some strange reason it scared me sleeping there. I think its because I was young and slept alone on that floor as my brother and mum and dad slept on the top floor in the rooms above. It was also a very old house probably once belonging many moons ago to fishermen perhaps who would of lived in the local area for work. 

This was one of my most favourite holidays I have been on I can remember the smells and sounds and atmosphere. This also was probably one of the last holidays if not the last holiday we went on as a family before my brother joined the army.  Looking back it was a magical time and a time when I was care free with no worries or bills. Life was magical and a beautiful time. Sadly at the time no one realizes the magic of youth and freedom. 

Today I returned to the harbour 19 years later. I gazed up from the street below at the house and the bay view window where I once sat quite frequently all them years ago. All the memories came flowing back of being there. I began to wonder how many other childhoods had been played out in that house on holidays by the sea? How many people had sat in that bay window since I left over the last 19 years? Was it sentimental or hold the same memories to anyone else as it did to me? 
As I stood on the street I looked up at the window where once I sat and gazed outwards. Now I gazed upwards at the same bayview window from all them years ago. Time had passed by and now I was part of the view my 13 year old eyes had seen. 

Nothing much had changed of my memory of the place time had preserved the area well. I could remember it all well. Only I had had aged it seemed in the time that had passed along forward. Would Weymouth remain like this forever long after me and all the people on streets around me had gone and their lives passed by over the years. Do the strangers on the street remember Weymouth the same way I do? 

Memories are marvellous things especially when they are memories of youth and childhood. They are more priceless and remembered more fondly. This is one of my most favourite places I have ever been and sentimental place I have. 

Sadly with our lives so busy we seem to forget memories and moments and places as we are smothered in the present and dont find time to look back at past glorious days. But I wonder how many other people have memories they haven’t unlocked for many years? How many other people have tales to tell of such simple yet wonderful moments in their lives long since forgotten? I am sure many people have wonderful tales to tell of holidays and memories long ago. 
The memory is of 19 years ago and time shall pass by and keep counting the years. Where did all them years go and why so quick? But I was once there as a child and that fact shall remain forever and although time shall pass by and the years pass quick, I shall wonder whether anyone ever knew I had ever been there in that bayview window? perhaps not but perhaps when I die and if I get a chance to revisit the places I once loved…. From time to time I shall be found as a spirit in the bay view window….gazing out in my 13 year old form…

Here is for beautiful memories we all possess. May we treasure them forever for what they truly are…..Wonderful

The dark world

Why is it that all the news and media seems to focus on bad events all the time? If you watch the news or read the newspapers there is never any good news being reported. Its all terrorism, death, rape, murder etc how can we expect to enjoy our day after reading that?  What is that doing to our minds?  It is filling us up with negativity. Is there no good news out there?  Has nothing amazing happened to make us smile and feel positive?  

The newspapers are filled with bad news and bad people where are all the good people?  Where are they hiding? Personally I get the impression that only bad news sells stories. People seem to be interested in the drama of bad news and events and situations. 

The media is a powerful tool. It can manipulate people and make them believe the side of the story they wish for people to believe and support. The news is full of the bad points of famous people and if the media doesn’t like that person then they destroy that person and make sure the world dislikes them also. People love reading of famous peoples faults written by the press because it makes them feel a little better within themselves. Can the media not try and praise celebrities? 

The media focuses on criticising body images and not personalities and puts the pressure on the world to appear in the image the media requires. In the media rarely is anyones image a good one. 

If something terrible happens in the world everyone is talking about it. It becomes the big event and the drama takes off. Songs are sung,  vigils held,  candles lit and drama unfolds. Non of this achieves nothing but drama and it changes nothing. But the scenes and drama which has been created such as vigils has created drama and the drama has pleasured many sub-concious minds. People soak up the drama of tragedy and terror without even realizing it. As much as we dont know it at the time. News of drama fuels our minds and sets our minds racing and sends an addiction within our minds because we become so interested in it. As much as we won’t admit it and we are sad of what’s happened – it has fed our minds well. 

But what if for example terrorists were not terrorists – but people doing angels work example people doing good deeds. Would there be the same drama? Would there be a media frenzy? Non stop reports all day? No because people dont share the same enthusiasm for good stories and good events. 

Often we focus on how many deaths there was in a tragic event but how many good deeds were done that day?  How many babies were born that day?  How much happiness in the world was there?  Sadly no one seems to care. If the London bridge attack hadn’t happened and instead a man went over London bridge feeding the homeless and healing the sick would the masses of people ever even know that happened? Had Glenfell tower not been sadly and tragically burned down and instead good things happen would the world know? If a rich person had gone in and split all their money between the residents there would be little made of it. 

The message of love and humanity within the media is very minimal. But plenty of it happens but the media dampens the flames of goodness. If a man did good deeds all his life and commits one bad deed. It is the bad deed he carries with him forever. He shall be forgotten for all his good and the media focus on his bad. He is forever tarnished. If only the world and the media did the opposite. 

Within the human mind is an inbuilt streak which preys upon tragedies and drama and enjoys the emotional rollercoaster. The most popular films and TV shows usually consist of tragedy or suffering in some kind of way. Mankind subconciously within alot of people has an inbuilt connection with the dark arts. 

In your life how many positives and good points do you focus on within others? I seem to think the majority of people seem to many raise the bad points within people and raise them to others attention. People you work with are usually quick to criticise and attack others but fall short on praise for others. For praise doesn’t have the same kick as destruction of others characters. People can have a good long chat with others of the faults of others etc but spend no time talking to others about how nice another person is. 

Have you ever been in a workplace with a group of people in a room. When one person leaves the room someone will then gossip about them with another negatively. They will say something critical of the person who has left the room and join in with another. This attracts everyone else in the room to join in the criticism of that person and everyone listens. It excites them hearing it and they all listen intentely. But if someone made a kind comment of the person who left the room instead. No one is interested. Human nature seems to have a streak of darkness within the majority of us of when we can unleash that darkness we most certainly do. 

The world of peace as we knew it ended on 11/9/2001. This was the end of the world of ‘peace’. Since then co-existance has been minimalized, hatred has grew,  religious intolerance and the right wing has become more dangerous and the world is a dangerous place everywhere. 

In the 1990s the last of the good symbols died such as Princess Diana and Mother Theresa and non followed into the 21st century. Only evil seems to reign within this century so far. The media spreads the evil world far and wide. 

In all the recent tragedies where are the heroes?  Who were they?  People who risked their lives to help others in need. People who did their best for humanity. Where are they? Bring them forward and honour them and let the world know them by name. You dont have to of died in the tragedies to be immortalised. Heroes are role models we need to know more of. People for us to look upto and be like these good people. Sadly the worlds culture only follows chaos and tragedy and victims of such events. 

So today lets try and see good everywhere and in everything and everyone. Lets see the beauty in everything and positivity as well. Next time you hear gossip or bad words said of someone try focus on the good points within that person because within most people is a good person. 

I believe that if Jesus came back on the same day as the devil and was performing his miracles – that the devils atrocities would grab all the media headlines and the eyes of the world…