M8; Six; via Cygnus Alpha
I spend a lot of time in my own company. At the moment my lot is to sit in an empty fridge sharing cups of tea with a pillar of salt. Once I had a mirror in my mind and I could see who and what I was. It shattered in an instant now I see reflections wherever I look.
Yet something was born in that instant. A view of something I could always see but didn't know I could see. And out of instinct I hid there. All my existance I placed something on the outside. Now I live there waiting for time to catch-up.
I have a tolerable existence. I am neither depressed or especially deranged. I dabble with magic and place myself out of harms way. You can neither see me or touch me. But I change you with my sight.
We overlay our map of the world on that which we percieve. I uses your map of your symbols and sees a doomed race. For the mistakes in my map when I uses your symbols reverberates in a way which defies that reality. There is no reality, simply levels of hyper-reality, underpinned by indoctrination.
Now we shatter reality and write our news in places you wouldn't even believe we could. One of us even has the means to share with you how we do it. Pop through a few dimensions and you find an us and them. It is the dimensions I passed through to discover this that we feel you do not want to be shared.
Or am I just talking to a supermarket?
First there was this [2008-01-24 13:30] then there was this [2008-01-24 13:39] . Now there is this.
My Social-Worker asked me to day what I mean when I say "I am not Human". Because I can see things like this comming. Beacuse what I experience directly affects the future in ways that are impossible to explain. Because this happens to me so often it's not worth commenting on. He tells me this is just 'life', but should I really be able to see what it is I see. I wrote it all down in a way that I could understand and explain to others, the next day I found my laptops had been removed. Since then I've been on informal strike.
Doctors say things like, "It's all in your mind." How do you come to terms with the fact that it truly is "All in My Mind", and still look people in the eye. I can't even speak for myself. So I would direct my Social-Worker to read this , ask him to comtemplate where I spent most of last November, to count the number of patients there on that Ward. It's a message written in Time, John, and I wrote it; there's something not right; We need help and what exists is unable, unwilling, or incapable of helping us.
Who gives a F***?
Look. Language is a tool. There is no point arguing the toss over usage. Or attempting to prove one's intellectual superiority by brow-beating others. Or discounting words simply because they are Americanisms. Read Bill Bryson's Mother Tongue, and then you'll see.
I must admit, however, that in the past I've been a bit of a language fascist. The usage of the word "irony", and the pronunciation of "schedule" are just two of my major language annoyances. I try real hard to avoid pedantry. Trust me, I really do. But once in a while... in self defence I do let rip.
Most recently when somebody had a go at the way I said "bath".
Sorry about that.
Referendums or Referenda?
Referendums. End of story.
The word "referendum" is an Anglicization of a Latin gerund. Which means, by definition, it has no plural. So when you use it as a noun simply follow the standard English practise of adding an "S".
The world "referenda" is used by intellectual snobs who think English should blindly (and in this case incorrectly) follow the grammatical rules of a dead language. The oft quoted commandment "Thou shalt not split infinitives!" is another example of this nonsense.
Having learned Latin I can honestly say the English language looses nothing by ignoring the rules of Latin grammar.