Child lost

Compressed air and yobs

2011-12-05T08:37:00.000-08:00

I'm happily sat here tilting a football shaped coke bottle from side to side, it's contents, containing E150d and other flammable substances rush up and down mimicking the human brain. Though swap that coke bottle with a cheap 30p alternative thus representing paltry intelligence and change that caramlised liquid for what a poorly little street pigeon excretes. What you have is something entirely different.

No doubt they would have stolen some Coke, among other things. Nail varnish apparently, several HD T.V's and the whole entirity of a JJB store because that's what's considered fashionable in their feeble little brains.

I'd like to share with you some comments provided to the BBC by these coke steelers for a report:

"I'm rioting because the polish are steeling our jobs"

"I'm rioting because of the situation with the economy, and government cuts"

"I'm rioting because of the shooting by the police"

In response, I would now like to rip this shit to pieces quickly:

1. They are not stealing your jobs, the fact is that you expect to be provided with a job whilst you sit on your arse and avoid seeking employment or education and training. To banish the old stereotype, yeh cheap labour is a factor though so is skilled labour, such a thing you could easily be and due to demand for increased productivity it's seen as a more important factor

2. You probably lack the intelligence to care about the economy but surely even with a 30p coke can brain you'd realise that destroying shops will only shrink the economy evermore.

3. Why stereotype the whole of the police based upon a single mans actions? Simply imbicility and simply a pathetic excuse for starting to riot.

Now imagine the coke bottle again, crush it until all air is tightly compressed and is eager to escape. This is how I feel when the BBC collects 'informed opinions' from such simpletons. That report should be six feet underground in a casket along with other failed reports, forever forgotten. But it won't, instead, the other citizens of Salford, citizens with brains, will be forever ashamed.

Leaves

2011-12-05T04:57:00.000-08:00

Never was the world so bliss as when I waltzed down those streets during such a sleeping hour. All ignorant noise eradicated, the proles' hidden away in their caves. I shared the night with the decaying leaves, seeming momentarily alive aided by the gentle moonlight. At dawn they shall decay furthermore, swept away by busy men, alas until then they were safe. As was I.

I have been shedding my skin ever since the grey concrete slab of the Manchester sky has returned, all emotion has dispersed and what remains is the dull drone of the daily routine. Men walk, men work, men sleep. Nothing more. They're consumed by it all, apathetic to their newly degraded state and the world thus becomes a world of motorways, notepads and clocks. Nothing more.

Dawn breaks and I shiver in its warmth. I await spring, the awakening of humanity.

Emma

2011-12-04T16:22:00.000-08:00

After a while it hurts. Scoliosis evident. Eyes welling, hands shaking, heart sinking.

Though still I tend to this creature, watch it grow and develop, soon it will surpass me. A shift in power and prosperity, apprentice will become master and master, apprentice. It'll prevail and I shall sink under its skin, marvelling at its terrifying dominance.

Indeed it is growing now, I run in tandem behind it, pushing it forward. Occassionally it falters, ponders upon whether to mount to the top of the colossal hill and I provide its assistance. Scoliosis evident.

It now sits on the mount, fully grown in all its splendour and omnipotence. I cry at such natural beauty, eyes welling, hands shaking. Though this creature cares not for me anymore. In such splendour and omnipotence my services lack purpose, it prods and pokes and pushes me away.

I inevitably fall.

Infatuation is the disease to which we all are prone, forever incurable.

Emma

God is unfair

2011-05-31T13:36:00.000-07:00

Apparently God has three main characterstics. Omniscience, omnipotence and benevolence, all of which were drummed into me from a young age, my feeble catholic mind susceptible to believing this. I intend to focus on the latter.

Let it be clear, I am a catholic and i do preach regularly, Sunday masses are a weekly event, so too are R.E lessons that take place within college. I find faith useful. Arduous times come and go and occasionaly God is the only being whom I speak to. Friendship tends to be fake, relationships are hoaxes, alas they are temporary. God is permanent.

Although, this idea of benevolence tends to frustrate me. It crops up many times in the Bible, so too does it crop up in everybody's mind. Recently for example, the horrific earthquakes in America, any rational person would think it bizarre for an all loving God to inflict suffering and pain on his people.

On a more personal and more timid scale, I'll regularly find myself struggling to perfect binomial expansions and differentiation at one in the morning whilst those who are naturally talented are cosily tucked up in a warm bed elswhere. Undoubtedly, they'll get the A, I'll sit and sulk with my measly C.

Think a little more though and you'll realise that God himself/herself (depending on your beliefs) is being rational. Surely if we were all perfect there would be no reasoning behind the existence of mankind, no moral purpose. God allows pain and suffering for the sole purpose of testing his creation, to ensure that man will prevail over any weakness.

By allowing suffering God is bringing about the best in man, thus it is clear that he is indeed benevolent. He wants us to prevail over problematic occurrences.

I shall persist with binomial expansions.