There are days when I really do not want to be on this planet. The reasons are myriad and certainly now includes the Coronavirus pandemic. However, that is when one fights the hardest, or the opposite, and one just stops trying. The latter, I have found is better during very difficult times. This is not to give up and shrivel and die like a wounded Rose bush of mine has just done because it had no desires or abilities to fight its surroundings,...

I, one, me, moi, myself, him over-here is a complicated creature of obsessive habits and other traits that identify as having Autism Spectrum Disorder. In a perfect multicultural world it would not matter. But this tired sad old planet is a bit battered around the edges, so it is full of difficult judgemental humans who all insist only they as I, one, me, moi, myself, him-her-person over-there is only right! There is no right way. The traits...

Some people believe the human brain has evolved for survival, some people give credence to a Divine plan, and some people like me, believe we have to make our own meaning. All theories begin with chaos which must be sorted, fought against, eliminated, or accepted and built into a mathematical equation. My Aspie brain has decided we exist and that a sense of justice, egalitarianism, and order means I look at chaos like a Mandelbrot pattern of...

The opinions I express in my posts are always my own, if you do not agree, move on – nothing to see or harm here. For those who are superstitious, the Chinese Year of the Rat is indeed the forceful purveyor of worldwide change. I do not believe in serendipity, but it creates a segue into this horror we have to endure. China has some extra hard changes to make over lifestyle choices especially around wet markets and the consumption of exotic...

One is not the centre of the universe, even though as young children some may believe so. Eventually, life has a hard message for most of us: no one really cares about us. Regardless of the efforts of some families and a few friends who will take particular interest in different parts of your life as it suits circumstances. They do not care about you nearly as much as you need to care about yourself. This random generic reality, one possible...

What?! I am actually going to blog about my latest mental breakdown, make it public to those who read this blog. Well yes, and for a very good reason, people need to talk about and understand mental health issues. A person who recently turned sixty-five cannot expect to survive a life like mine and not have had such a problem. After all, I was born into it. My mother was schizophrenic with paranoid delusions, and my father most likely passed on...

The Night of Fright  I have endured a couple of floods in my time around Queensland. The 1974 Brisbane flood destroyed everything I owned. The recent Townsville flood came very close and I wanted to write about the personal impact of such a natural disaster. So, the comments here are from my point of view only. Of course, as a longtime resident of Queensland I have gotten some extreme experience of droughts, floods, bushfires, and...

I was told by someone who I thought a fool that liking black and white was a kind of aesthetic? Some people don’t think too hard, never mind, people don’t think most of the time. Starting any artwork requires some drawing: on paper, on canvas, on a computer tablet, on a cave wall, on a toilet wall, whatever. I like using those Chinese brush sets with a black ink (Chromacryl Waterproof Drawing Ink)  and a couple of nibs I have...