another day

I really don't know.

 I really don't know

Knowing or the known

Delusion everywhere what is real what is not

Crazy sad

Education, what education

So much is lost when $s

Or falsehood are more important than what is real.

I really don't know.

But then I do really know

Copy write

Douglas London

Well

It has been a while

But back 

A new journey 

A new walk

One step then the next

Feels good

Fun.

The Same as always

 Always starting

Not much else

Just walking down the path

The same path?

A different path?

My grand daughter 

She has a big smile

Im smiling

At least I'm writing.

copyrite Douglas John Loudon

Sitting Down

 The back hurts 

Sitting to much 

The leg hurts 

Sitting to much 

The heel hurts 

Sitting to much 

GET OFF YOUR ASS FOOL

AND MOVE 

DO SOMETHING. 

Copy right  Douglas Loudon

Going Where?

A road to No Where

No Where 

Am I going?

Oh yes 

I'm off to

There

By.

Mind Lost Then Found Oh Whatever

A muddled mind

Not doing what wanted

Round and Round

No path followed

Falling down Getting up

Round and round

Repeat

repeat again

Breath taken

The path is Seen

Take the first step

The thousandth first step

The Snail

I am the Snail

It is said

If the Snail sets out for the top of 

Mount Fuji He will surly get there

I am the Snail

two steps forward

one and a half back.

just have to live long enough

Or no more backward steps

Time for cake

my daugther just brought some

Time to leave here

Eat.

Again just checking in

Again just checking in

Weekend almost gone
The mind wonders with
Purpose

Writing thinking
Planning

A yawn
A smile

The Changed
The project

Work

Time to come Back

Time to come back.

But who will see and read.
just empty air

Or empty mind

Speicies

Us

here now

Gone?

Blog Lost

Life 
Every day goes on
This blog gets forgotten
What can I say

Let Fools Be Fools

Take a little time to breathe and think.

Pause.

Then maybe talk.

Silence.

Just live.

Let the fools be fools.

Life.

Just live.

Long time gone.
Not Dead
Just a little
          brain "dead'
To much on the go
                              "imagined"
Well 
      back
To see what happens.
Comment here
a comment there.
a reflection 
a photograph
Have to see.
Good Day

By Douglas Loudon

The Journey Continues... But The Starting Place is the Same

The Journey begins with a thought

Each journey begins with a thought. Conscious or not. Space and time and being. The journey has already started, not of our own but that does not matter. It began on a beautiful day.

A beautiful day

It is a beautiful day for a walk
the sun is shinning
she steps out her door
and down the street.
He is walking towards her
they know each other
she smiles
he smiles
"Hello" she says
"Hi" is the reply
the knife slices open her belly
the child hits the pavement
he walks away
a tear in her eye
now dead
he sits on a bench
lays the knife beside him
and waits
sirens
wail
women scream
freedoms fall
the first policeman he shoots dead
the second he cripples
the third nothing
did not hear the blast
the man
the bench
gone
the neighbourhood
gone
freedoms gone

collateral damage

shrapnel
a woman looks down
her stomach sliced open
her child dying on the dirt
a tear in her eye
now dead.
freedoms
rights
gone.


Just a thought. Have we given up too many of our freedoms and rights out of fear of what may happen? Where has our courage gone to protect the democratic life that we have. It has given way to fear and overreaction. To live in a free and democratic society, we have to take responsibility for our well being, and that of all minorities within our societies, without curtailing those rights and freedoms that have been gained in the past. Take a close look to what governments have done, and what else they want to do. It is up to each of us to make our voices heard. If we do not now make our voices heard they may never be.

It does not matter your political stripe. What matters is that proper political discussions take place without the rhetoric .

There was an America philosopher John Dewey, one of the books he wrote is called "Freedom and Culture." It may be a good place to start, remembering the knowings, and knowledge of the past, or we may just have many more "beautiful days."
I am Douglas Loudon, have a good day

Take a Look

Take A look at the world around, and really see.

Your Eyes may open wide and your breath sucked from you.

Good, Bad, or Don't Care, that is for you to decide.

Most just don't care.

Time for a nap.


By Douglas John Loudon

You can drink the water

A wall breaks
Toxic pond empties
A lake dies.

You can drink the water
it is within standards.

Death smiles
Knowing that they will 
never learn.

Smile And Odor

Smile and Odor

Grandson reaches out for me.
First time.
7 months old.
New teeth showing through his smile.
Full of joy.
Smiles never ending.
Pulls at my moustache.
Giggles.

A sound from down below.
A squeal, a grin, the odor.
My wife has a smile for me.
“Your turn.”

I’m off to change his messy diaper.
Nothing more important
In the world.

POOP.


By Douglas John Loudon

 Listening to the Radio

I sit. Listening to the radio.
Good news car sales are up though out the world.
The Third and Second world are catching up to the First.
Human kind moves closer to Extinction.
No knowing. No Understanding.
Ignorance.
An ocean of education
Few of the wise to show for it.
Just ignorance.

Mistaken.

Oh
I get it now
A mass suicide.
Global scale.

No one
Listening
No one
Reading.

Just drinking their coffee.
That smells good.



By Douglas John Loudon

Take a Breath

Take a breath
A deep breath.
Smile
A moment
gone.

Oh well
Here
comes
another.

By Douglas John Loudon

Gone for a while, But back

Much has happened
but not much to say
smart people see
the world every day
Or they think they SEE
Just Blind
Deaf
not Mute
words, Words, wOrDS.
Talk
more talk.
Blind
Deaf.
The smell of coffee
Black Rat crossing the Kitchen floor
Ah!
I see the next dominant
species 

By Douglas John Loudon

War On Science: Or the hunt for an endangerd SPECIES

Do you Know that there is a war on Science in Canada?
Hard to Believe
I
Know.
But It Is TRUE.
Try to find a Government Scientist.
Look EVERY
where.
There are MANY
They are not an
ENDANGERED
Species?
If lucky you may find one.
BUT your luck may not 
hold.
Once caught
they may not
TALK
They CAN'T talk.
Can't tell us what they KNOW
what they
FOUND
What may HAPPEN.

GOT ONE.
A
SCIENTIST
SHE is going
to TALK.
NO!!!!
Government Communications
WOMAN
Hand held up
Scientist silenced
SCIENTIST walks away
COMMUNICATIONS WOMAN
says "talk to me I know what to say."
She  adds "Lets go for coffee
science is BORING"

Science is dying.
To Live SCIENCE must be PUBLIC
debated, discussed.
NON TAKING GOVERNMENT SCIENTIST
IS NO SCIENTIST AT ALL. DEAD
EXTINCT

By: Douglas John Loudon