“I used to lie in bed with women I loved and have sex.
With this woman I lie in bed and have love.
Everything we do is Love.
Even sex.”
Ivor Cutler
from the Album Dandruff
Free Money – for Peace of Mind, Books Galore, Tasha and I.
Being creative on low energy is either deep joy or hellish torture.
Working twelve hours a day then writing a blog – I am a star.
Yet it is time to look for something else, an alternative source of income so I can devote more time to creating Tall Stories – Fairy Hanny needs a new outing but I am stuck on Uranus with the Witch Iz.
Bless the Middle Ages when it was possible to get a patron. I’m not sure anyone in their right mind would sponsor Tales from Uranus or the misdeeds of Inspector Flaange.
I live in Hope.
Actually that’s not true; I live in Almaty, Kazakhstan.
Perhaps I could move back to Liverpool and live on Hope Street?
So I’m searching and working for free money.
No such thing as a free lunch…
So I am investigating Internet Marketing.
My first conclusion is that there is a ton of opportunities for making money online.
My second conclusion is that they all take time and effort.
But my goal is my Mediterranean retreat where I can write and my lovely lady can paint, if she wants to.
My research is growing. In the last three months I have invested a large amount of time and some money to get started.
And I am ready to start.
I will document all of my efforts on a new Blog – this is for writing, for quoting motivational articles and finding all of the stupidity this life presents to us.
Some of you may know that I am a Teacher. I don’t just mean a classroom teacher of Maths and Physics (yes it is ‘Maths’ for my followers in the American Colonies). But I also teach sailing, climbing and any other new skill I develop.
I am already passing on some of my new NLP skills to my students to help them overcome Exam Anxiety.
So the new Blog will show what I spend, in time and Money, plus what I generate as income. So far I am looking at ‘Fiverr’, use of free software, monetised blogging and a great book called ‘Copy This Idea’
Hey I know I should be able to make money from putting in a Link like that but I don’t know how – YET!
Fire your Boss in a year?
We shall see.
And for Tasha
Hurt – Johnny Cash
Sometimes I think
Police and Thieves (3)
So the third occasion I was robbed by the Police…
Almaty; boozy night, walking home.
Cross the street but didn’t quite get the lights right so had to run…
… straight into the arms of the law!
“Passport?”
No Officer I don’t carry it because if I were to lose it I could be stuck here for months while the jolly chaps at the Embassy and Passport office sort it out.
Well that was what I wanted to say.
“Niet! No passport!”
“ID?”
Well here we are Officer; I have my UK driving licence in my wallet.
He swooped on my wallet as it emerged from my pocket, moths escaping into the cool night air.
He grabbed my driving licence, went to his car, returned;
“Ok!”
They disappeared instantly. When I checked my wallet I noted with some deep joy that ten thousand Tenge had also disappeared (that’s about £33 at today’s rates – not bad!)
“All the crimes committed, day by day
No-one tries to stop it in any way
All the peace makers turned war officers
Hear when I say
He-he-he-he-he-he-hey”
Junior Murvin
For Tasha
Wise words. Brad Pitt about his WIFE:
“My wife got sick. She was constantly nervous because of problems at work, personal life, her failures and children. She lost 30 pounds and weighted about 90 pounds. She got very skinny and was constantly crying. She was not a happy woman. She had suffered from continuing headaches, heart pain and jammed nerves in her back and ribs. She did not sleep well, falling asleep only in the mornings and got tired very quickly during the day. Our relationship was on the verge of a break up. Her beauty was leaving her somewhere, she had bags under her eyes, she was poking her head, and stopped taking care of herself. She refused to shoot the films and rejected any role.
I lost hope and thought that we’ll get separated soon… But then I decided to act.
After all I’ve got the MOST Beautiful Woman on earth. She is the idol of more than half of men and women on earth, and I was the one allowed to fall asleep next to her and to hug her. I began to shower her with flowers, kisses and compliments. I surprised and pleased her every minute. I gave her a lot of gifts and lived just for her. I spoke in public only about her. I incorporated all themes in her direction. I praised her in front of her own and our mutual friends. You won’t believe it, but she blossomed. She became better. She gained weight, was no longer nervous and loved me even more than ever. I had no clue that she CAN love that much.
And then I realized one thing: the woman is the reflection of her man.
If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it.”
-Brad Pitt
Jim Carrey – now he’s getting serious!
Top tips from the lunatic!
When you run into limits remember these 5 things.
1. You are connected to everything and as apart of all there is, you can accomplish anything that you work towards.
2. Sometimes the walls in your life are because you need new tools or ingredients. Reach out to experts, use the internet, and boldly ask questions. Find new tools and if they don’t exist yet invent the tools.
3. Choose Love over fear every time you are making a decision. Love for yourself and everyone involved. Love for all of creation and mother earth herself. Strive to make decisions where everyone wins instead of just yourself. (This is always possible if we look hard enough.)
4. Think outside the box and find a solution that no one has tried before. We don’t have to do things the way they have always been done. If we have put a great deal of thought towards something and it still doesn’t make sense maybe there is another path for us.
5. Recognise that everyone is afraid and they are often giving you advice based on their own fears. It doesn’t mean that it cannot be done it just means that they haven’t been able to find a way to do those things successfully.
Top Advice!!!
You can almost always do a lot more than you think you can –
the trick is to push until find where your real limits lie…
It doesn’t matter if the glass is half full or half empty. The only
thing that matters is whether it quenches your thirst. In other
words, does it work?
There are literally thousands of motivational speakers spouting
ridiculous platitudes that do nothing more than make you feel good
for the moment and have very little lasting effect. They sound
good, but they don’t work. Let me prove it to you. I bet you’ve
heard these lines:
“As long as you have a good, positive attitude everything will be
all right.” Sorry, but that is a lie. I’ve had a positive attitude
my entire life and had plenty of crap happen to me. So get a little
negative. Get sick of the way things are so you will take action to
change things. Get fed up; realize you deserve better and that you
aren’t going to be satisfied with anything less than the best for
yourself and your family. Remember: You have to get negative about
your life before you can take positive action in your life.
“You can be whatever you want to be, do whatever you want to do and
have whatever you want to have.” More lies. You can’t be whatever
you want to be or do whatever you want to do. If you are short, fat
and ugly, that supermodel thing probably isn’t going to work out
for you. You can do what you have the talent for and are willing to
dedicate the time and effort into becoming based on your innate
potential. You can always do more than you think you can but you
can’t do anything. And you certainly can’t have whatever you want.
You can have whatever you believe you deserve and whatever you take
action toward achieving, utilizing your abilities, your thoughts
and your words.
“There are no problems, only opportunities.” This one is not only a
lie – it’s just stupid. I have problems. Period. I bet you do too.
And I find it insulting when someone tells me otherwise. Sometimes,
there is no way to dress up the problem and call it an opportunity.
Instead, face the problem. Acknowledge the problem for what it is.
Then circle the wagons and tackle the problem head on.
My point? Be careful what you buy into and act upon. When you hear
something, make sure it makes good sense, and then try it. If it
works, run with it. If it doesn’t work, dump it and run from it.
~Larry Winget http://www.larrywinget.com
Sort your life out
Police and Thieves (2)
Almaty is just so gorgeous.
The winter could have killed me but my skull seems to have the ability to withstand slapstick slips.
The Police in Almaty fuck off in the cold weather.
Dread the Spring!
Walking home past the hoardings that carefully hid the Dostyk Plaza.
Tap on the shoulder; a midget with a stupidly large hat was stopping me.
Ignore.
He persisted; the hat conveyed a ridiculous sense of self-importance – Police!
Have you ever seen these ex-Soviet hats?
“Passport?”
Of course I am not carrying my passport and these parasites know it.
“Come…”
Led away to the squad car. Was ‘Z Cars’ ever like this?
Gestures, noises, body language; out comes the red book as they take my driving licence.
“Is there a fine for this Officer?” I say in my best English accent, whilst proffering a five thousand tenge note.
The book closed; the note disappeared; the car disappeared.
Police and Thieves.
Police and Thieves (1)
Doha November 2008.
Sensible drinking is highly recommended by governments everywhere. But they’d all be fucked without the tax from insensible drinking.
Thursday night; bizarre weekend.
It throws the lifetime of sociological habit to work Sunday to Thursday.
Tell me about the money, honey.
“Hey Swifty have you ever tried a Jägerbomb?”
Any sensible person would have moved on at this point. Yet the heat of the Doha Rugby club, coupled with a resignation of every kind, meant it was time to be stupid.
Stupid.
“No.”
Stupid.
Who on earth decided it would be a great idea to load up a pint of lager with a shot of hell-fire?
Five later…
Mind totally active, legs turned into squid assets.
Hello where has the bar gone?
Why can’t I stand up?
Taxi!
So they carried me to the aforesaid convenience; me fully compos mentis; my body fucked.
Within 5 minutes they united.
“Sorry mate I need cash for the fare.”
So he dropped me at an ATM, and despite piratical left eye covering I managed to withdraw 1000 Riyals – seemed like a good idea at the time.
I turned triumphant to find the indolent twat had driven off…
Hey Ho! Let’s go! Back to the highway to flag down a cab.
The first one was blue and white with flashing lights…
Five minutes later in the police Station; searched; questioned; belittled?
Not at all!
They were such lovely chaps!
Tea, biscuits.
“Please Mr. Peter sit down until you feel better. Then we will take you home!”
At 5 a.m. I was dropped off home.
Crashed out for hours.
When I awoke I checked my wallet – empty.
No wonder they were so happy.
Still;
They could have shoved me in pokey…
So £160 for a night’s fine was ok…
Fairy Hanny 