The DVD in my laptop resembles Life, closing the
application leaves it live in another dimension,
clicking on it shows immobile figures of choir
singers stilled but illuminated & animate, ready
to burst into song when the icon is clicked
A comforting simile that tallies with everything
on spiritual websites & in religious teaching, life
offers us several DVD’s to choose from on its
multiplayer, we enter DVD reality defining time
and place with choices all along the way
Consistency allows us reach the chosen end, some
despair because time and place are not to their
taste, others develop Stockholm syndrome and pay
obeisance to their perceived masters, a lucky few
escape disasters by designing their own place
With total unconcern for the choices of their fellow-
men: I wish I could be one of those who live above
the little rules and fulfil their dreams – but I’m not, I
live in my little world changing everything according
to my supervisor’s wish – what kind of DVD is this?
28 May 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
Play With Colours
Got hold of a colour chart, determined without the
shadow of a doubt my favourite colour is Chartreuse,
bought dishcloths, wash cloths, plastic containers and
bowls in chartreuse, displayed my new colour scheme
and called it yellow-green, vibrant, life-giving and goes
well with lime, my pink satin rose is beautifully framed
against this greenyellow sheen that keeps me alive as it
is spread under my computer console - back to work –
this play with colours will satisfy my soul so serious
work can be done, AGEROUTE; parastatals - nothing
can express how I feel…
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_color
shadow of a doubt my favourite colour is Chartreuse,
bought dishcloths, wash cloths, plastic containers and
bowls in chartreuse, displayed my new colour scheme
and called it yellow-green, vibrant, life-giving and goes
well with lime, my pink satin rose is beautifully framed
against this greenyellow sheen that keeps me alive as it
is spread under my computer console - back to work –
this play with colours will satisfy my soul so serious
work can be done, AGEROUTE; parastatals - nothing
can express how I feel…
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_color
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Green colors
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DarkOliveGreen
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55 6B 2F
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85 107 47
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Olive
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80 80 00
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128 128 0
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OliveDrab
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6B 8E 23
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107 142 35
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YellowGreen
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9A CD 32
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154 205 50
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LimeGreen
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32 CD 32
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50 205 50
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Lime
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00 FF 00
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0 255 0
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LawnGreen
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7C FC 00
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124 252 0
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Chartreuse
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7F FF 00
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127 255 0
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GreenYellow
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AD FF 2F
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173 255 47
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SpringGreen
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00 FF 7F
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0 255 127
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MediumSpringGreen
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00 FA 9A
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0 250 154
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LightGreen
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90 EE 90
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144 238 144
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PaleGreen
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98 FB 98
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152 251 152
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DarkSeaGreen
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8F BC 8F
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143 188 143
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MediumSeaGreen
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3C B3 71
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60 179 113
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SeaGreen
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2E 8B 57
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46 139 87
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ForestGreen
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22 8B 22
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34 139 34
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Green
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00 80 00
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0 128 0
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DarkGreen
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00 64 00
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0 100 0
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Let The Song Go On
Difficult to concentrate on texts which evoke
no emotional response, purely factual content
is meant for the intellect: macroeconomic fore-
casts, GDP, expenditure, I’m lost, looking for
a line that can resonate, something to make me
forget my aching head - the distress of guilt as
the document is already late, yet I confess I can-
not concentrate
The silence in my head is overwhelming, feeling
abandoned; estranged from my colleagues and all
my security guard friends I listen to renditions of
‘Never On a Sunday’ on the Internet, at least this
song about a kiss evokes images of friendship, the
Greek melody with its change of pace is riveting,
the contrast in interpretation by various artists is
interesting, while listening
The headache is gone, let the song go on, I cannot
sit quietly in pain just to get my work done
27 May 2013
Lyrics from eLyrics.nethttp://www.elyrics.net">eLyrics.net
>
"Never On Sunday"
Oh, you can kiss me on a Monday a Monday a Monday
is very very good
Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday a Tuesday a Tuesday
in fact I wish you would
Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday a Thursday a
Friday and Saturday is best
But never ever on a Sunday a Sunday a Sunday
cause that's my day of rest
Most anyday you can be my guest
Anyday you say but my day of rest
Just name the day that you like the best
Only stay away on my day of rest
Oh, you can kiss me on a cool day a hot day a wet day
which ever one you choose
Or try to kiss me on a grey day a May day a pay day
and see if I refuse
And if you make it on a bleake day a freak day or a week day
Well you can be my guest
But never ever on a Sunday a Sunday the one day
I need a little rest
Oh, you can kiss me on a week day a week day a week day
the day to be my guest
no emotional response, purely factual content
is meant for the intellect: macroeconomic fore-
casts, GDP, expenditure, I’m lost, looking for
a line that can resonate, something to make me
forget my aching head - the distress of guilt as
the document is already late, yet I confess I can-
not concentrate
The silence in my head is overwhelming, feeling
abandoned; estranged from my colleagues and all
my security guard friends I listen to renditions of
‘Never On a Sunday’ on the Internet, at least this
song about a kiss evokes images of friendship, the
Greek melody with its change of pace is riveting,
the contrast in interpretation by various artists is
interesting, while listening
The headache is gone, let the song go on, I cannot
sit quietly in pain just to get my work done
27 May 2013
Lyrics from eLyrics.nethttp://www.elyrics.net">eLyrics.net
>
"Never On Sunday"
Oh, you can kiss me on a Monday a Monday a Monday
is very very good
Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday a Tuesday a Tuesday
in fact I wish you would
Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday a Thursday a
Friday and Saturday is best
But never ever on a Sunday a Sunday a Sunday
cause that's my day of rest
Most anyday you can be my guest
Anyday you say but my day of rest
Just name the day that you like the best
Only stay away on my day of rest
Oh, you can kiss me on a cool day a hot day a wet day
which ever one you choose
Or try to kiss me on a grey day a May day a pay day
and see if I refuse
And if you make it on a bleake day a freak day or a week day
Well you can be my guest
But never ever on a Sunday a Sunday the one day
I need a little rest
Oh, you can kiss me on a week day a week day a week day
the day to be my guest
Friday, May 24, 2013
Primed To Explode (REVISED)
Oh my angry Duchess, rejecting the help you are offered
again, spinning a web of intrigue that casts distrust over
everyone you meet; your anger and the pain you inflict
on yourself manifest in a grating voice
It never dawns that if people have problems with you,
the problem might be in you and not them? You march
to a different beat, make 180 degree suspicion-turns
on who sabotages you – even accuse dad of stealing
Locked in emotional warfare with mom, said workers
took your things; unmasked Robin Hood as Machiavelli
causing emotional distress wilfully in an evil plot to rob
you of your right to be Maid Marianne in his play
You commiserate with me because I follow rules making
it imperative to consider others & brag you are free; yet
you are not willing to pay the price for coming and going
as you please – so others leave you out of their teams
Cry ‘mental disturbance’ when others do their own thing
too; my angry Duchess, please be calm, you must rest &
learn respect for other’s feelings & needs; you cannot
blame Robin Hood for the mistakes you have made
You won’t profit from pleading innocence; if you accept
responsibility for your misery, you will be empowered to
change your life. Oh my angry Duchess, I offer only love
and support, not judgement or siding with the enemy
You are free to rest in my care – but I won’t visit you
in a war zone with a volcano primed to explode…
25 May 2013
again, spinning a web of intrigue that casts distrust over
everyone you meet; your anger and the pain you inflict
on yourself manifest in a grating voice
It never dawns that if people have problems with you,
the problem might be in you and not them? You march
to a different beat, make 180 degree suspicion-turns
on who sabotages you – even accuse dad of stealing
Locked in emotional warfare with mom, said workers
took your things; unmasked Robin Hood as Machiavelli
causing emotional distress wilfully in an evil plot to rob
you of your right to be Maid Marianne in his play
You commiserate with me because I follow rules making
it imperative to consider others & brag you are free; yet
you are not willing to pay the price for coming and going
as you please – so others leave you out of their teams
Cry ‘mental disturbance’ when others do their own thing
too; my angry Duchess, please be calm, you must rest &
learn respect for other’s feelings & needs; you cannot
blame Robin Hood for the mistakes you have made
You won’t profit from pleading innocence; if you accept
responsibility for your misery, you will be empowered to
change your life. Oh my angry Duchess, I offer only love
and support, not judgement or siding with the enemy
You are free to rest in my care – but I won’t visit you
in a war zone with a volcano primed to explode…
25 May 2013
Stories Without Passionate Aplomb (REVISED)
I give up, there’s no sparkling humour, redeeming
dialogue or touching pathos in Anthony Lejeune’s
style; the main character, an Oxford Don, is boring,
his grey perspective tells a story lacking in passion
and interest, long-winded conversations are of a
kind I’d walk away from in real life
Let it be a lesson, don’t be charmed by the critical
acclaim on a book’s jacket; nevertheless its good
to try new things because this shows why Agatha
Christie was an excellent narrator, dialogue short
and to the point, characters dynamic, perspective
colourful, so without reading other authors
There can be no contrast: the last two pages left
a bitter taste of unfaithfulness in my mouth, I am
relieved the story could not hold me; a lesson in
coldness some people can create during earthly
lives does not bring comfort or peace, for this
kind of information we can read the news
In literature I seek ideals to fire my spirit, inspire
my heart, adore my loved ones; to appreciate my
colleagues & be true to all who benefit from my
love and efforts, tales lacking passionate aplomb
are a waste, subsequent depression does not help
to ease boring duties of everyday life
“Key Without A Door” by Anthony Lejeune, 1988
Macmillan London
25 May 2013
dialogue or touching pathos in Anthony Lejeune’s
style; the main character, an Oxford Don, is boring,
his grey perspective tells a story lacking in passion
and interest, long-winded conversations are of a
kind I’d walk away from in real life
Let it be a lesson, don’t be charmed by the critical
acclaim on a book’s jacket; nevertheless its good
to try new things because this shows why Agatha
Christie was an excellent narrator, dialogue short
and to the point, characters dynamic, perspective
colourful, so without reading other authors
There can be no contrast: the last two pages left
a bitter taste of unfaithfulness in my mouth, I am
relieved the story could not hold me; a lesson in
coldness some people can create during earthly
lives does not bring comfort or peace, for this
kind of information we can read the news
In literature I seek ideals to fire my spirit, inspire
my heart, adore my loved ones; to appreciate my
colleagues & be true to all who benefit from my
love and efforts, tales lacking passionate aplomb
are a waste, subsequent depression does not help
to ease boring duties of everyday life
“Key Without A Door” by Anthony Lejeune, 1988
Macmillan London
25 May 2013
Rich As A Queen (REVISED)
Came home rich as a queen from the library, Tiaan
driving, two coveted books in my hands, and a third
advertising ‘an old-fashioned rattling yarn’ – ‘with a
sinister Russian’ and a ‘derring-do band rescuing
prisoners left, right & centre’ such that I was
Seduced by these interesting comments and took out
‘Key Without a Door’ by Anthony Lejeune; the first two,
‘The Secret Garden’ Frances Burnett, children’s classic
and cream of them all ‘Maskerade’ by Terry Pratchett –
I have read these books so many times before
Like a child with a penchant to eat cakes and ice-
cream, I return to them, my favourite treats; entering
the minds of these two special authors takes me into
a wonderful world glowing with insight and wisdom
and with honour playing the main role;
I hope that ‘Key Without A Door’, about an Oxford
Don faced with a mystery, will also lead me to old-
fashioned grandeur, spiced with who-dun-it delight;
armed with these I’m ready to face the weekend –
I am as lucky as can be!
24 May 2013
driving, two coveted books in my hands, and a third
advertising ‘an old-fashioned rattling yarn’ – ‘with a
sinister Russian’ and a ‘derring-do band rescuing
prisoners left, right & centre’ such that I was
Seduced by these interesting comments and took out
‘Key Without a Door’ by Anthony Lejeune; the first two,
‘The Secret Garden’ Frances Burnett, children’s classic
and cream of them all ‘Maskerade’ by Terry Pratchett –
I have read these books so many times before
Like a child with a penchant to eat cakes and ice-
cream, I return to them, my favourite treats; entering
the minds of these two special authors takes me into
a wonderful world glowing with insight and wisdom
and with honour playing the main role;
I hope that ‘Key Without A Door’, about an Oxford
Don faced with a mystery, will also lead me to old-
fashioned grandeur, spiced with who-dun-it delight;
armed with these I’m ready to face the weekend –
I am as lucky as can be!
24 May 2013
Insane Acronyms (REVISED)
Called Helpdesk, had pop-ups to get rid of –
advertisements of men and women for sale,
sandal posed to kill a bug and mouse to be
caught for winning a prize of some sort
Balls bouncing, a red button to press, the
screen alive with pictures of bellies growing
and shrinking accompanied by promises
that I could do the same – I know, I see my
Middle region growing daily but the shrinking
bit never happens; then success, sighing
with relief – these pop-ups drive everyone
insane, and I return to my document
Overlapping responsibilities between ANAC,
SODEXAM and MIE; oh, I forgot, I’m already
insane having to work with acronyms that
never imply a recognisable name…
24 May 2013
advertisements of men and women for sale,
sandal posed to kill a bug and mouse to be
caught for winning a prize of some sort
Balls bouncing, a red button to press, the
screen alive with pictures of bellies growing
and shrinking accompanied by promises
that I could do the same – I know, I see my
Middle region growing daily but the shrinking
bit never happens; then success, sighing
with relief – these pop-ups drive everyone
insane, and I return to my document
Overlapping responsibilities between ANAC,
SODEXAM and MIE; oh, I forgot, I’m already
insane having to work with acronyms that
never imply a recognisable name…
24 May 2013
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