errrmm.. sorry... i stopped doing big words and long sentences
back in the 80's when dire financial and health circumstances left me no choice but to fade away from my MA clever bastard studies and seek emergency funding in tele sales and wharehouse stacking..


but.. right now i'm tiringly one phone call away from life and death of a frail elderly close relative..

so..

with mortality on my mind..


seems to me..

in the light of life and death struggle..

[2 litres of cider left]


our sense or our'self' is a "mysterious" happenchance of electrical impulses in the synapses of our mushy meaty offal brains..

we all of us at any point in our vain existance think we could possible be the most important only centre of the universe for this and most time ..

the electricity which supports and defines our individual 'spark' of life..

can be observed more closely as electrons..

and then even smaller stuff under the school lab microscope..

them even smaller buggers "atoms"..

and then right in the middle of them..

them even smaller things that dont respond to rational scientific malarky thought and bighead writing..

..errmm right in the middle.. them nuclear things.. even smaller than them..

them buggerons.. or whatever they science lab clever f@ckers call 'em..


and the even smaller you go looking into them for meaning and understanding..

you eventually meet up with that little tiny fella

off that 1950's movie

"The Incredible Shrinking Man"..



i bet he's thirsty by now..


..so in conclusion..

the closer we go down on our loved ones smallest parts

.. the bigger we get in our appreciation of

of how f@ck all we will ever know..??????






..i'll probably have a follow on theory on "Consciousness & Perceived Reality"

after i crack open the next bottle..